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kkusuka · 3 years

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Third year songs <3

this is most of the thrid years- not all

from my spotify liked playlist <3

comes with a side of slight character analysis

These are my interpretations of HQ characters and these songs!!

Time-skip spoilers!! (very slight)

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Karasuno

Daichi Sawamura

Waiting for Superman- Daughtry

She's waiting for Superman

To lift her up

And take her anywhere

Show her love

And climbing through the air

Save her now

Before it's too late tonight

She's waiting for Superman

Daichi seems like he makes a lot of promises, that he just can’t physically keep. He just has so many things going on that he just can’t pay attention to all of them at once. This leads to far too many forgotten dates and even more broken promises. You know its not his fault and he does too, he just can’t leave anyone hanging.

Koushi Sugawara

Island- Florida Georgia Line

We might as well be on an island

Like we're the last two on this Earth

Like we're frozen here in time

Like it's empty here tonight

I feel like suga likes to put himself back into happier times. And that he tries to hold into happy moments as they are happening. He says he is a man of the moment, but when he feels down, he tries to put himself back into the more joyous times.

Asahi Azumane

You say- Lauren Daigle

You say I am loved when I can't feel a thing

You say I am strong when I think I am weak

And you say I am held when I am falling short

And when I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours

And I believe (I)

Oh, I believe (I)

What You say of me (I)

I believe

Asahi is clearly very attached to how people perceive him. So when people shower him with compliments, he attaches onto them. He likes what makes him comfortable and he wants to stay comfortable for as long as he can. Words are important to him, so when he hears something bad it can ruin him for a while. He really does believe what the people he loves say to him.

Kiyoko Shimizu

Mothers daughter- Miley Cyrus

Oh my gosh, she got the power

Oh, look at her, she got the power

So, so, so

…

Must be something in the water

Or that I'm my mother's daughter

The power this woman carries. She’s built her confidence and she’s not letting anyone ruin it for her. I truly believe that her friends all become more confident because she wants everyone around her to feel confident too. Since she doesn't speak all that much she lets her body language do most of the expression.

Nekoma

Tetsurō Kuroo

High school sweethearts- Melanie Martinez

Could you hold me through the night?

Put your lips all over my mine

Salty face when I start cryin'

Could you be my first time?

Eat me up like apple pie

Kuroo definitely takes trust very seriously. I feel he’s also really scared of someone breaking this trust, so he does form it with a lot of people. That saying if he does, he wants it to last forever.

(...Step twoThis is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line…)

He truly believes in the people he surrounds himself with.

Nobuyuki Kai

Kill the Lights- Set it Off

Now I am cutting ties clean off

And I can breathe at last

So we all stand enthralled by this bland curtain call

And the truth we pursue as we all, we all beg you to

Kai seems like he wasn't really that invested in volleyball, so having all these passionate people around him was a shock. But he really got into third year, and he wants people to feel that passion too. In the back of his mind he feels bad for not feeling it like the rest of the team, but since looking in the past means nothing now, he tries to move on.

Morisuke Yaku

Mama- Mcr

And when we go don't blame us, yeah

We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah

You made us oh so famous;

We'll never let you go

And when you go don't return to me my love

I mean, he is part of the mom squad. But it's ever so slightly more deep. I’m gonna say it's momma-bird syndrome. He doesn't want people to move on without him, seeing people achieve their dreams is great but he doesn't want you to do it if that means loving him.

Seijoh

Tōru Oikawa

Prom Queen- Beach Bunny

Maybe I should try harder

You should lower your expectations

I'm no quick-curl barbie

I was never cut out for prom queen

I feel like oikawa is constantly feeling like he has to catch up to everyone around him. At some point in Argentina he came to the conclusion that he was good enough and didn't need to rise to anyone's standards of him, but when he got picked for the national team everything came back. He still has all of those feelings from high-school. Never making it to nationals, feeling like he failed his team.

Issei Matsukawa

Bubblegum Bitch- Marina and the diamonds

Got a figure like a pin-up, got a figure like a doll

Don't care if you think I'm dumb, I don't care at all

Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored

I'm the girl you'd die for

I feel like to earn Mattsun’s trust, he would put you through some ridiculous trial of sorts. I also feel that he is very comfortable with who he is, and he takes no shit about it. But that comes with the fact that he rarely takes fault in things, and that sparks arguments. He’ll use your love for him against you, he’ll be as cold as he can muster, until YOU take fault.

Takahiro Hanamaki

OUT THE ROOF- Chase Atlantic

Yeah, we stay lit

We fuck bitches, pop on pillies, that is it, yeah

Holy moly, holy shit, yeah

Me and all my people are heaven sent, yeah, yup

9this is a strait vibe for Makki)

I feel like Makki drowns his problems out with meaningless activities. Like smoking or one-night stands. He’d rather drown out his problems then have them in his face. Or when he’s forced to face them, he’ll deflect until he has nothing else to deflect. Because when you’re high there nothing to worry about! Why stress about meaningless problems when he can be having fun!

Hajime Iwaizumi

Endlessly- The Cab

Yeah, your friends may think I'm crazy

Cause they can only see

I'm not perfect, but I swear, I'm perfect for you.

And there's no guarantee

That this will be easy.

It's not a miracle you need, believe me.

Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me

But I will love you endlessly.

Iwa knows that he can't be there for you all the time. Physically he tries his best, mentally he can help when he can. But you both know that you're perfect for one another. He just can't help but listen to the people around him sometimes. You deserve the world, but he doesn't know if he can give that to you.

Fukurodani

Kōtarō Bokuto

Prima Donna- Andrew Lloyd Webber

Can you bow out when they're shouting your name?

Think of how they all adore you

We’ve all seen how Bokuto gets what he’s praised for literally anything remotely impressive. So that makes him a cannon prima donna! but that also means the lows and really bad mood swings. This song just fits him so well it’s scary.

Shiratorizawa

Wakatoshi Ushijim

More- Usher

If you really want more, scream it out louder,

If you on the floor, bring out the fire,

And light it up, take it up higher,

Gotta push it to the limit, give it more.

This seems kinda obvious, but Ushijima never gives up. Ever since he was a kid, he set a goal for himself and he went beyond what he even set out for. And that comes with a lot of work and training for every new level of volleyball. He’s just going to get better and better until he retires, or is forced to retire.

Eita Semi

strawberries and cigarettes- troye sivan

Long nights, daydreams

Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you

Headlights, on me

Racing to 60, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like

Blue eyes, black jeans

Lighters and candy, I've been a fool

But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you

I feel like semi always thinks about how Shirabu replaced him on the starting line-up. But he’s mostly gotten over it, but certain things bring him back into that stage of his life. Then the cycle starts all over again. He constantly looks back on the game against Karasuno and thinks about wat would have happened if he was the setter instead.

Reon Ōhira

Remember when- Chris Wallace

So can we push push push rewind,

Go go back in time,

When we were kids sneaking bottles of wine,

Take take take me back, I wanna go back,

Back to what we had! Do you remember when we started this mess,

My heart was beating out of my chest!,

Remember when we stole your dad's car,

Reon gives me the vibe that his days at Shiratorizawa were some of the best of his life. How can they not be? He made the greatest friends of his life there. And I also feel like he looks back on them a bit more than he wants to admit.

Satori Tendō

This Side of Paradise- Coyote theory

Are you lonely?

Passion is crashing as we speak

You seem so lonely

You're the ground my feet won't reach

So if you're lonely

Darling you're glowing

If you're lonely come be lonely with me.

I get the vibe that Tendou attaches himself to whatever makes him feel wanted/safe. (ex. volleyball) he knows it isn't healthy, but he can't help it. This does lead to him completely distancing himself from you over and over because he thinks you’ll leave him.

Hayato Yamagata- House of gold- Twenty one Pilots

I will make you

Queen of everything you see

I'll put you on the map

I'll cure you of disease (Ooh)

And since we know that dreams are dead

And life turns plans up on their head

I will plan to be a bum

So I just might become someone

Even though we don't see a lot of him, I get the feeling he treats people really well. Like he cherishes people a lot more than some of them deserve. As you can see this leads to some unfair relationships and toxic people. He just wants to hold on until a good person comes along.

Nohebi

Suguru Daishō

Mr Loverman - Ricky Montgomery

I'm Mr. Loverman

And I miss my lover, man

I'm Mr. Loverman

Oh, and I miss my lover

I feel like this was way too obvious, but it really is his song. It’s literally cannon, every lyric in this song is what happened with Mika. but in the end he got her back and made his promise to be a better loverman <3.

Kazuma Numai

Nonstop- Drake

Future took the business and ran it for me

I let Ollie take the owl, told him brand it for me

I get two million a pop and that's standard for me

Like I went blind dog, you gotta hand it to me

He looks and acts like a guy who listens to drake. He just seems like a guy who won't stop or give up even when things take a turn. He’ll just keep fighting until nothing’s left.

Kōji Hiroo

At the Wheel- Colorblind

I need something to wake me up

It's never strong enough

I'm just getting colder and starting over

Going numb is just the way I run from

All my problems when I can't solve them

Need to break away

Escape the way I'm feeling

Hate to be fake, but I'm just dealing

This one doesn't really have a true reason, i really just felt like this was his song. Sorry just the vibe.

;)

Inarizaki

Shinsuke Kita

Oh Ms Believer- twenty one pilots

Oh, Ms. Believer, my pretty sleeper

Your twisted mind is like snow on the road

Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder

Inside your head than the winter of dead

I will tell you I love you

But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears

My nose and feet are running as we start

To travel through snow

Together we go

I feel like kita is unintentionally cold towards the world, like he wants to open up but can't figure out how. But in turn if you can get him to feel “warmer” (get closer to him) he’ll share everything with you, almost oversharing. Just because he can't help it, he’s kept it all in for so long. Sometimes he just needs someone to hold him and make HIM feel better, because he does it for everyone. If you can manage all of this i feel like he’ll keep you with him forever.

Ren Ōmimi

Armor- Landon Austin

I'm not bullet proof when it comes to you

Don't know what to say when you made me the enemy

After the war is won

There's always the next one

I'm not bullet proof when it comes to you

I feel like not a lot of people approach ren because of how intimidating he looks. This has made him weary when people are really enthused to first meet him, because he thinks it’s a joke. After getting over that hurdle i feel like he just isn't an open person so it’ll take a long time to even get to a point where he trusts you. Hence the other wars after the first.

Aran Ojiro-

Never really over- Katy perry

Two years, and just like that, my head still takes me back

Thought it was done, but I guess it's never really over

Oh, we were such a mess, but wasn't it the best?

Thought it was done, but I guess it's never really over

Just because it's over doesn't mean it's really over

And if I think it over, maybe you'll be coming over again

And I'll have to get over you all over again

After all of these years, I really don't think Aran has truly gotten over losing at nationals in third year. And now on the national team he sees Hinata and Kageyama all the time and it takes him back. It makes him re-feel all the emotions he felt after the game. It hurt him to know that he gave his everything and still lost. Like when he’s in bed he puts himself back into that self loathing phase of his life.

Michinari Akagi

Try Hard - 5sos

It's obvious she’s so out of reach

And I'm finding it hard 'cause

She makes me feel, makes me feel

Like I try, like I try, like I'm trying too hard

'Cause I'm not being me

And it’s getting me down that

She makes me think, makes me think

That I try, that I try, that I'm trying too hard again

Akagi gives off boy best friend vibes. But like to EVERYONE, so the person he liked just thought he was making fun of them and he didn't like them back. And i feel like that kinda traumatized him a bit, so when he got a new s/o he tried really really hard to make them special, but the same thing happened.

i may do some with the second and first years, idk this took so long :)

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sincerelyella · 3 years

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RAMifications Chapter 5 - Why Don’t We Fall In Love

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella)

Song Inspiration: Why Don’t We Fall In Love by Amerie

Characters belong to Pixelberry; MC Ella Brooks belongs to me

A/N: This entire idea came from Burnsy and her unBEARable series featuring her OTP Drake and Alyssa. This is Ella’s backstory and how she met the love of her life King Liam of Cordonia and became his queen. This doesn’t follow much of TRR books, there is still a social season but not all of the players are present. Throw canon out the window!

Catch up here

Warnings: Adult language; NSFW -> second base maybe

Words: 2439

“Why was kissing me a mistake, Liam?”

Liam stared at her in surprise. He didn’t expect her to bring up the kiss, he hadn’t planned on bringing it up either; but it had been on his mind all week.

“I should have asked; I didn’t know how you felt …” he babbled. You’re blowing this! He audibly swallowed and tried to think about what to say next without looking like an idiot. “I’m sorry, Ella,” he whispered. “It wasn’t a mistake. Nothing with you has been a mistake. I just … this is my social season with suitors. At the time I didn’t think I could have you.” When she remained quiet he continued to nervously prattle. “Then I saw you at the beer garden on a date-“

“Wait,” she interrupted with her hand up. “You saw me?”

Liam nodded. “Yes, Drake and Alyssa and I were driving by, and I saw you get in the car with … someone,” he clenched his jaw. Ella smirked when she saw it and raised a brow at him.

She took a step forward. “Why, Your Highness, were you jealous?”

“No!” He said a little too quickly. He looked away for a second then back down at her and she tried so hard not to smile, but the edges of her mouth were curving up.

She took another step forward. “It wasn’t a date, Liam,” she said softly. “It was a way for me to get my mind off of a certain prince.”

She was so close to him, but their bodies weren’t touching. He could feel the warmth of her through the clothes in between them; the smell of her lavender perfume made him dizzy and rock hard at the same time. There she was, looking up at him with her mouth slightly parted, sending him a message; her eyes darker then they usually were, almost black. His gaze dropped down and landed on her mouth, they were drawing him in, closer and closer. Kiss her! Kiss her now! He quickly dropped his lips down onto hers, not gentle or shy like before, but passionate, like he was drinking from her. Like he was dying and needed her, all of her, to live. He wrapped his arms around her small waist, tugged her tightly against his chest and he felt her arms come around his neck. She softly moaned against his mouth and he took that opportunity to slip his tongue inside. Their tongues massaged each others, their hands were everywhere, soft groans filled the room. Liam ran his hands down to squeeze her ass, then reached the back of Ella’s thighs and lifted her easily off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he pressed her up against the closest wall. He ravaged her mouth and pressed himself against her throbbing core. She pulled away with a small moan as Liam kneaded one of her breasts outside her sweater. He rested his forehead against hers as they fought to catch their breath.

“Oh … my God,” she panted. Her head was swimming, she had never been kissed like that before. Ever.

Liam watched her with a smirk on his face. He leaned in to capture her lips again, slow and gentle. “I meant to kiss you like that,” he chuckled.

Ella smiled wide. “Uh-huh. Well, I didn’t mind this though … not at all.”

“Neither did I.” He flashed a grin at her and her legs got weak.

He placed one last kiss on her swollen lips before putting her carefully back on her feet and cleared his throat. “I, uh, really did invite you to stay so I could answer your questions. I know all of this is rather foreign to you.”

What were we talking about? “Umm …” she looked up at him with a confused look on her face.

“The social season, Ella,” he laughed loudly. “Come on, I can order us some dinner and we can talk?”

She nodded, just now realizing she hadn’t eaten at all since breakfast and her stomach was growling. Liam stepped away to order some food while she took in the living area and kitchen. Everything was modern, stainless steel appliances, a large kitchen island, marble countertops, a comfortable looking sectional that face a 75 inch flat screen TV. The entire area was simplistic but very masculine at the same time.

“Food should be here in a little bit, come sit with me.” He led her to the sectional, faced her and took her hands in his. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable about being a suitor. I want to be honest with you about everything.” Ella’s brows wrinkled in question and Liam continued. “The social season is a way for single women from all the noble houses in the kingdom to, essentially, compete to be queen. My queen.” He sighed. “In all honesty, it’s basically me … dating these women … at the same time.”

Liam held his breath. He studied Ella’s facial expression then held eye contact, silently pleading for her to say something. Anything.

She stared back at him, trying to gather her thoughts. I left Ethan because he dated multiple women. “So, you’ll be doing what we did in here … with those other women?”

He shook his head fiercely. “No! No, Ella!” He placed his hands on both sides of her neck and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. “Court dating is very different from normal dating. Everything is done in front of the court, we talk and dance and there may be kisses on the cheek or hands but I won’t be doing anything like that with any of them.”

Ella nodded. Liam leaned over to kiss her softly and a knock on the door caused them to jump, then giggle. “It’s just dinner.” He rose from the couch to answer the door and rolled in a cart of covered plates a few moments later.

As they dug into their food, Liam continued speaking about the social season. “Our next event is in Applewood, the Apple Festival. I must warn you,” he stopped cutting the meat on his plate and looked at Ella. “My father has already told me that I need to … spend time with all of the ladies the last few weeks of the season.” He frowned and started to cut the meat again. “Originally, I was making small talk with them but not fully engaging. My father took notice and … I can’t show any favoritism while out in public, Ella.”

Ella continued to eat, looking down at her plate, thinking about Liam’s words. I don’t belong here.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he said quietly.

She put her fork down. “I’m thinking that maybe I don’t belong here, Liam. I’m in school … I am a semester away from getting my degree. I was … planning on working at the children’s hospital.” She sighed. “Do I just give that up? For something I’m not even sure about? What if the court hates me? What if you don’t … choose me after the season-“

“Ella.” He said sternly, interrupting her nervous chattering. She flinched at his tone and looked him in the eye. “I don’t plan on choosing anyone but you,” his voice softened. “The only time I wouldn’t choose you … is if you tell me this isn’t what you want. The crown is a heavy, and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone if they weren’t willing.”

Say no thank you, Ella. “I want this,” she blurted out. If she was honest with herself, she never felt anything like what she felt for Liam.

“What did you say?” He heard her, but he wanted to hear her say it again.

“I want this,” she said, louder and with more confidence. “I want this, and I want you. I just … want to figure out a way to also finish my degree.”

Liam smiled and kissed her soundly on mouth. “I want this, and I want you too,” and started placing chaste kisses on her lips over and over until she laughed. “We will figure out something for your school. For the season, however, you may need to drop this semester. Start again in January.”

She nodded. “Alright, I can do that. Now, my sponsors … what are they for?”

“The Beaumont’s have no single women to send as a representative of their house for the social season. So, they find a woman suitable and sponsor her so that she can represent their house.”

They talked through the night, he answered her questions and they had made plans to meet with Maxwell and Bertrand the next day. He taught her how to address nobles with their title and how to curtsy when appropriate. Liam had one of the guards drive her home so she could pack her things and come back to stay at the palace.

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The next day

Ella smiled and her thoughts went back to last night. She absentmindedly put her fingers on her lips. This was the last thing she expected when she flew to a country nobody had heard of. Falling for a prince and possibly ending up marrying him - it all sounded a little crazy. She woke up this morning thinking it was all a dream. But a text from Liam that said ‘good morning beautiful’ brought her back to reality. It’s not a dream. Holy shit I’m dating a prince!

On her way to the palace, Ella made a pit stop at the floral truck. Her boss gave her a big hug when she told him everything.

“I knew there was a reason Prince Liam was making you deliver all his flowers,” Aaron laughed loudly.

“Yeah, yeah,” Ella rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry I’m leaving with such short notice, Aaron. I have to postpone school until next semester also.”

He waved her apology dismissively. “Don’t worry about it, you just make us proud and become a damn good queen.”

“Oh God,” she placed her hand on her forehead. “I haven’t fully come to terms with that yet,” her eyes widened.

“You’ll be fine, Ella,” Aaron’s face took on a serious expression. “You took the hospital by storm, you took on this job like a boss, everyone you speak to loves you immediately,” he placed a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, okay?”

Ella swallowed nervously and swallowed. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I have to head to the palace, move in and all that, so I’ll see you around.”

She gave him one last hug before getting back in the car.

Liam sat in his quarters with Maxwell and Bertrand, waiting for Ella to arrive. Max was bouncing on the balls of his feet. “I can’t wait to meet her! Alyssa said she was great!”

Liam smiled. “Yes, she is pretty great.”

“Yes, well … great could still embarrass House Beaumont and I won’t have it.” Bertrand said with a frown.

“Aw B, don’t be so stuffy. If Liam is taken with her and Alyssa says she’s a winner then quit worrying!” Maxwell jumped up and down in excitement. “I’m hungry! Liam do you have fruit roll-ups?”

“Fruit … roll-ups??” His brows furrowed in confusion. He never got an answer as Max had already skipped to the kitchen to rummage through the cabinets.

A knock on the door made Liam snap his head towards the sound and start to get up off the couch.

“I GOT IT!” Maxwell hollered and ran to open the door. “Sam! It’s fine! Prince Liam knows Ella is coming … no you don’t need to see the prince right now, Sam … Come on, Ella!” The door slammed and a moment later Max had tugged Ella into the living area. Bertrand and Liam stood and Maxwell grinned from ear to ear.

“Okay! So hi, I’m Maxwell! Alyssa told me soooo much about you! Want some Doritos??” He handed Ella the bag.

“I’m good, thanks,” she laughed. “Nice to meet you Max.” Ella turned to Liam and Bertrand. “Hello, Your Highness, Your Grace,” she gave them a small curtsy.

Liam smiled down at her, took her hand and kissed her knuckles softly. “Hello, Lady Ella.”

Bertrand cleared his throat. “I see you know how to curtsy and address your betters.”

Maxwell gave his brother a glare. “What Bertrand means is … he’s happy to meet you!”

Bertrand rolled his eyes. “Lady Ella, if you are to represent House Beaumont we will need to prepare you properly for the festivities in Applewood. We leave in a mere day and a half.”

There was another knock on the door. Liam cleared his throat. “Excuse me.” He opened the door and was surprised to see who was standing on the other side.

“What in the hell is going on?”

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sunmoonandeddie · 4 years

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a brooklyn blackout

pairing: steve rogers x oc (helena nepheros)

word count: 1,609

summary: Steve finds a light in the darkness in the middle of a rainstorm.

warnings: Some h*ckin’ words.

a/n: Thank you so much to @queen-kass-the-writer for commissioning this! I had such a good time writing it, and I love your OC!

Steve couldn’t help but let out a sigh as he jogged through the rain. It had been pouring down for the last twenty minutes, but he didn’t take much notice of it. The serum kept him warm. And from getting sick, which was convenient.

It was early in the morning, before most things had opened. The sun hadn’t even risen yet. But there was a glow coming up ahead. A light at the end of the tunnel almost.

He frowned as he came to a stop, looking up at the sign hanging over the small corner building. “Helena’s Heavenly Bites…”

There was a knock on the window, and his eyes met bright baby blues. He was struck for a moment, almost ashamed that he’d been caught staring up at the sign.

But then she motioned for him to come in, flicking the lock for him.

“Uh, hi,” he said shyly as he poked his head in. “Sorry. I just didn’t expect anywhere to be open this early. Especially not in this monsoon.”

“Oh, we’re not open,” she said with a shrug, wiping her hands on her apron. “I’m just getting all the baking for today done. I was putting fresh cookies in the display when I saw you.” She eyed him for a moment, and he could swear that she was about to recognize him. “I’m Helena.”

“Are you…” He motioned towards the entire bakery, a slight grin on his face. “You know… The Helena of Helena’s Heavenly Bites?”

She snorted, covering her mouth with her hand demurely as she nodded. “Yes, that’s me.” The pretty brunette led him back towards the counter, and she poured him a cup of fresh coffee. “... Are you going to tell me your name?”

“Oh!” His cheeks went fire engine red. He had just gotten into the habit of assuming that everyone knew who he was by now. “Uh… I’m Steven.”

“Steven,” she said, a flush on her cheeks as she poured herself her own cup of coffee. “So, Steven, what are you doing out here so early?”

He sat on one of the bar stools that lined a good section of the counter. “I start my run at four-thirty in the morning every morning,” he said with a shrug. “It wasn’t raining when I left.”

“Hmm…,” she mused absentmindedly as she absentmindedly wiped down the counters.

The bakery smelled heavenly. Like… Like chocolate and goodness and… It was like…

“Are you making Brooklyn Blackout cake?” He asked, his mouth falling open.

If he closed his eyes, he could imagine that he was in his childhood home again, watching his ma move around the kitchen as she stirred various bowls. It all seemed like such nonsense until it came together in the end in the most delicious cake he’d ever had. She only made it on special occasions, like birthdays and holidays and when he graduated from high school.

It was one of the few memories he had left of her. And then when the war had started and he’d become a soldier, it had become even more popular. It was a comfort in the darkest nights.

“Yeah, it’s my specialty,” Helena said, her cheeks rosy as she ducked her head. “Once it’s out of the oven, I’ll give you a slice. On the house.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” he said, shaking his head.

But the girl—no, woman—just shot him a look. “Nope. I insist,” she said. “Besides… I’m the owner. I can do what I want.”

He finally relented with a bit of a smile, holding his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay… How can I resist an offer of Brooklyn Blackout cake?”

She disappeared back in the kitchen, and he took a moment to look over the bakery. It was cute. Really cute. It was decorated in pastels and all things sweet. Kinda like a 1940s soda shop. It was sweet.

When Helena came back, it was with a still steaming tray of lemon blueberry muffins.

She was so damn cute… With her oversized turtleneck and messy bun… Not to mention the sneakers that squeaked every time she changed directions.

“So… How’d you get this place?” He asked curiously, nodding his thanks as she poured him a second cup of coffee. “Not to be rude, but you can’t be older than twenty-five, and you already have a corner building?”

The giggle she let out was heavenly. “I’m twenty-six, actually,” she said, giving him a playful look. “Um… actually, I got the money from my dad… He saved up my entire life. Never knew until after he died… I was gonna go into nursing school. I’d been baking my whole life and I really wanted to go to culinary school, but… there’s more of a guarantee in nursing.” She leaned against the counter, a bittersweet quirk to her lip. “He died my senior year of high school… and then they read his will, and we found out that he’d saved up over a hundred thousand dollars for me to go to culinary school and start my own bakery. He could’ve spent it on his medical bills and not worried so much about them, but… He wanted me to go to school. Follow my dream.”

He wished he had a father like that. His ma was great, but… Joseph Rogers was a piece of fucking work. He’d had to work two jobs during art school, which wasn’t an easy feat. He had to help ma with the bills as well as pay for school as well as making sure his art homework actually got done. Sometimes the paint on his canvas would still be wet when he left for class in the morning, and he’d have to hold it in a way that would ensure it didn’t get fucked up.

“That’s amazing,” he said quietly. “Really… You’re lucky.”

“Oh, I know,” she said, sitting up on the counter as she sipped at her coffee. “I… I got really lucky, having him as my dad…”

There was the sound of a timer going off on the oven, and she let out a squeak as she jumped down and ran for the kitchen. “My cake!”

Steve Rogers was pretty convinced that she was the cutest fucking thing he’d ever seen. She reminded him of the good girls in the forties, the good girls with the starched skirts and shining Mary Janes. If they were in the forties, there was no doubt in his mind that she’d have pristine red lipstick and her hair would be in the most perfect victory curls.

But he liked her like this. The twenty-first century had taken a while to grow on him, but… Knowing that a woman could own her own business, choose her own life without as much backlash or hurdles to jump through… It was amazing.

Helena was amazing.

He felt a spark in his heart that he hadn’t felt in so long. Something he thought was impossible. He’d thought his heart was out of commission. It was over a hundred years old by now. Shouldn’t he have needed some kind of transplant for… well… all his organs by now?

Steve perked up as she came back with the cake on a display tray. “That smells absolutely delicious.”

“Well, we have to wait for it to cool down so I can ice it,” she said, her cheeks pink.

“Or we could just eat the entire thing right now.”

“Right now?” She giggled, shaking her head as she watched him. “I do have to save some for the other customers.”

“What if I bought the entire thing?”

“The entire thing?!”

“The entire thing.”

She looked at him in a way he hadn’t been looked at before. Or at least, not in a long time.

Like he wasn’t just the shield. Like he wasn’t just a weapon. It was… refreshing. He could just be Steven with her. Maybe he’d be Steven the Artist. Yeah… He could be Steven the Artist.

When she finally did serve him up a piece of the cake, he was quite sure he had died and gone to heaven. “Holy shit, this is perfection,” he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut.

“Yeah?” Helena asked, her blue eyes bright with excitement.

“Yeah,” he said, grinning as he took another huge bite. “I’d pay you to make me one of these every day for the rest of my life.” His eyes met hers, and there was a change in the air. There was definitely a… a moment.

He opened his mouth, ready to say something along the lines of, “Any chance you’d wanna go out for dinner sometime?”, when there was a knock on the door.

When Steve saw Bucky standing at the glass door, his car parked right outside, he seriously considered the possibility of shoving him into the first trash can he saw.

And from the look of realization on Bucky’s face, he knew it, too.

“I guess that’s my ride,” he said quietly as he looked at Helena’s sweet face.

“Oh,” she said, trying to hide her clear disappointment.

He stood up from the stool, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow? And I can pay you back for the coffee and the cake?”

Helena shook her head, a shy smile pulling at her lips. “No… Don’t worry about it,” she said softly. “Just… I’ll see you tomorrow morning?”

“Yes, you will,” he said with a grin as he walked backwards towards the door. “You’ll have some more of that cake, right?”

She nodded, trying to fight the instinct to bounce in excitement. “One Brooklyn Blackout coming up.”

#steve x oc #steve rogers x oc #steve rogers fanfiction #steve x ofc #steve rogers x ofc

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kristannarubbish · 4 years

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learn to do it (chapter two)

aka “princess diaries but make it norway + kristanna”

rating: T for language

word count: 2.6k

pairing: kristanna (always!)

part 2/10ish

“Anna!” Olaf burst into the room, looking very disheveled, “Get up! Get up! You’re going to be late.” He shook her body and ripped the bed covers off.

“Olaf stop that isn’t funny!” Anna’s morning voice cracked as her bleary eyes slowly blinked open, “Didn’t I say 7?” She took a quick glance at the clock, then did a double take. 8:30.

“Holy fuck!” The redhead jumped out of bed and immediately ran towards her small closet, “Shit, shit, shit, shit!”

“Anna I’m so sorry!” Olaf exclaimed as he grabbed the dress she picked out while they were wine tipsy last night.

“Thanks, and I don’t... have time... to be... upset!” Anna stammered as she ripped her big t-shirt off. After getting tangled in it, Olaf steadied her and handed her the dress.

“I must have overslept because I thought you getting a letter from the queen of Arendelle was a fever dream. Usually my body clock is better than this, you know that. It must have been the win-”

“Olaf it’s fine! Just please help me! How am I supposed to get to Midtown in 20 minutes?”

“Anna, just breathe. I... don’t think that it’s humanly possible. You’ll only be a little late.”

“I can’t be late to a meeting with a queen of a country I haven’t even heard of!”

“Anna, you’ve never heard of Arendelle? Like ever? Did you take world history?”

“Of course I did, but I guess I just don’t remember it coming up? I’m not a royal follower like you. If they aren’t my ruler, it’s not exactly my top priority!”

Anna was getting a little aggressive, but Olaf understood given the circumstances, that were, to a degree, his fault. “Okay maybe I do follow fancy Europeans a little closely, but here’s a crash course. Arendelle is the country next to Sweden. It’s small, but has a bit of political leeway. Their reigning monarch is Queen Sonja, who was married to King Runeard, but he died a few years back I think... I can’t remember.”

“Okay, thank you so much Olaf, but I have to go,” Anna said as she finished sliding on her black low pumps to match the neckline of her emerald dress.

“Heels, Anna? Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Olaf cocked an eyebrow at her.

“It’s going to make up for the lack of effort I put in up here,” Anna motioned to her face. She hurried over to the door and grabbed her things.

“Alright,” Olaf followed her over to the door, “fill me in when you get home, yeah?”

“Yup, bye! Love you! Thank you!” Anna called as she raced down the stairs of their walk up.

“Tell the queen I said hi!” Olaf shouted down the stairs, laughing to himself.

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Anna bolted to the nearest subway station where the R stopped, the train that would get her to Midtown the fastest. On her way, just as Olaf had silently warned, Anna tripped on a break in the sidewalk, skinning both her knees.

“Great. Just peachy,” Anna muttered to herself. She let herself sit for a second and catch her breath after she realized there was nothing she could do about her bloody knees. After a deep sigh, she picked herself back up and pressed on to the subway station.

The R train was delayed. So here Anna was, sitting in a humid subway station biting her nails until they were nubs, with now frizzing hair and two bloody knees. Bet the queen would love to see this. Then it really hit Anna, for the first time, that she was going to meet a queen for God knows what reason, looking absolutely ridiculous.

What could she possibly want with me? What is she going to think of how messy I look? How does she even know I exist? Why does she want me? I am just another lousy American, right? Isn’t that what foreigners think of Americans? She’s probably different though. Am I even listening to myself think right now? We’re talking about the queen of an entire country. I sound so arrogant.

Interrupting her obsessive thoughts, the R train finally pulled into the station. Anna sighed a long breath of relief, until she saw how crowded it was and of course everyone waiting at her station was getting on only this train. Nevertheless, she squeezed herself into the sardine packed train. Great, she was going to meet a queen smelling like B.O. and weed, while looking like something out of Rocky Horror.

*********************

There was a round of steady knocks on their apartment door. Olaf looked up from his phone, confused. He stood up slowly to go answer. He checked the peephole, and it was the same guy who had hand delivered the letter for Anna yesterday. Olaf opened the door.

“I’m here for Anna Andersen,” the tall man spoke down to Olaf.

“She’s not here. She just ran down to the subw- Oh,” Olaf mouth shut tight in realization.

“She took the subway?” The man’s eyebrow arched under his black sunglasses.

“Yeah, she didn’t know there would be a car, sorry about that.”

“That’s fine, have a nice day Olaf,” the man turned to go and walked down the stairs quickly.

“You too,” Olaf called, then shut the door. “How did he know my name?”

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Anna had finally reached the hotel in Midtown she guessed the Queen was staying in. Out of breath from running, she wanted to stop and catch it before meeting her, but she was 15 minutes late.

Walking into the orante hotel lobby, Anna took in her golden surroundings. There were waiters waiting on people hand and foot, hell she thinks she even saw someone getting a foot massage! So this is how the other half lives. She was now aware that this is where the best of the best stayed. She was also aware that now, she stuck out like a sore thumb.

Stuck out enough apparently to quickly catch a man in black’s attention, he had an earpiece and everything. “Anna Andersen?” He said after approaching her.

“Is it that obvious?” Anna asked laughing lightly.

“Yes. Come with me,” he spoke sternly as they went through a door behind the front desk. Anna could feel cold stares even coming from the staff. She felt her cheeks warm with embarrassment, but then had a pit in her stomach that this reaction was going to pale in comparison to whatever monarch she was about to meet.

The man led to a secret elevator, which was somehow even more fancy than the lobby. There was a renaissance style painting of a girl in a field of flowers on the wall. It was small though, so Anna and the stranger were shoulder to shoulder. After a few moments of silence to the beginning of a long elevator ride to what she assumed was the top floor, Anna spoke.

“Can I know your name?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“It isn’t appropriate.”

“Well neither is you showing up at my apartment or following me home. That was you, right?” He did not respond as Anna inspected his face, “It was you!”

“You’re right, it was. But that was under her majesty’s orders.”

“Did she order you to not tell me your name?” Another silence from the stoic earpiece man. The elevator dinged and the door began to open.

“Mattias. My name is Mattias.”

“Nice to meet you Mattias,” Anna beamed, feeling strangely a tad more comfortable now that she knew one fact about the entire situation.

Anna turned to step out of the elevator and her mouth immediately dropped into an ‘o’ shape. This might be the most beautiful room she had ever seen in her life. There were carved columns that reached all the way up to the high painted ceiling that was illuminated by a skylight. The floor was marble and all the furniture looked too fancy to sit on.

“Right in here Ms. Anderson,” Mattias called from a few feet away, holding onto the golden handle of a large door.

When the door opened it was another room filled with paintings Anna was sure was worth more than the Manhattan itself. The light was so bright squinting was her only option. The sound of her own TJMaxx heels clicking on the marble floor was the only thing keeping Anna grounded in reality.

“You can sit in here and help yourself to some tea while you await her majesty, Ms. Anderson,” a nice lady in a maid’s outfit startled her.

“Oh, okay, thank you,” Anna said wearily as she sat herself down on a plush pink velvet chair by a large window.

Maybe I’m not late. She thought as she poured some tea, which she honestly needed. I’m probably still early by Queen's standards. But seriously, if this is some sort of subconscious ploy by my brain to get me out of a coma, please wake me up now.

“Excuse me?” An unfamiliar voice asked from behind. Appartently the redhead had been speaking aloud.

Anna startled and saw a poised looking woman with medium blonde hair, pale skin and sterling blue eyes. She was definitely older, but had an elegant air to her. The woman was wearing a pastel violet dress and a glittering crystal crown.

“Oh! Uhm, hi. I’m Anna.” The redhead spoke as she set down her all too fancy tea cup.

The royal looked Anna up and down quizzically. “Anna Anderson?”

“Yup…” there was a beat of uncomfortable silence between the two, “that’s me.”

“I was expecting you would at least know that you do not sit in a queen’s presence without her permission.”

“Oh, sh...oot. I’m so so sorry.” Anna corrected and quickly stood up, with a sloppy attempt at a bow. There was another beat of thick, heavy silence between the two strangers.

The queen rolled her eyes slightly, “You can sit down.”

Anna sat down quickly, starting to sweat just a little. This time it wasn’t from the sticky subway. Not knowing what to do with herself, she took another sip of tea. Her leg bounced as she awaited anxiously for one of them to say something.

“You’re probably wondering why I asked you to be here this morning,” the queen said stoically.

Anna nodded slowly up at her, covering her skinned knees with her hands. The royal poured herself some tea with a soft mhm. Straightening her back, which Anna was confused that it was already as straight as it could get, the elder spoke to her with a straight tone.

“Well, as I’m not quite sure you know, I am Queen Sonja of Arendelle.”

“I know who you are.”

“Never can be too sure,” the queen paused, to prepare herself for something and Anna was practically about to spaz at endless possibilities of what she might say.

A million thoughts raced through Anna’s head. Am I going to be married to a prince, like Royal Love Island or something? Maybe she was the older woman I crashed into at work a couple weeks back. Did I accidentally commit a crime in her country by changing my VPN to watch Friends on Netflix? I wouldn’t have done it if Olaf didn’t like the Thanksgiving episodes so much.

“Anna, are you listening?” Queen Sonja commanded her sternly. Anna sat straight up alarmingly.

“Yes, I’m sorry your majesty.” Anna had been sure to google how to address a queen on the train ride over. The queen nodded, softening a bit, and began her story.

“My son, Agnarr, was the crown prince of Arendelle. He had a lovely wife, Iduna, who became the crown princess of Arendelle once they were married. After their daughters were born, they decided to move to New York City before my husband and I abdicated the throne. Oh, and they had two very lovely daughters, whom I loved endlessly.” Queen Sonja began to get misty eyed, but quickly composed herself.

“Are you okay?” Anna wasn’t quite sure what to do, but asking if she was alright seemed right.

“Yes I am. Thank you.” Another deep breath and the queen was headfirst back into the story. “They moved here to try and experience more of the world so they could rule well rounded. But, one day, on a drive upstate to their estate away from the city, they got into a terrible crash.”

“Oh, I am so sorry,” Anna said with a sullen voice.

“Thank you. But I’m afraid some wounds never fully heal. All of them died, but the youngest daughter. I still miss them every day.”

“Well where is the youngest daughter now?” The redheaded woman became entranced in this story, that seemed like it would become a lullaby with an ominous warning in it one day.

“There is no easy way to say this. But, I am only delaying it if I don’t. You aren’t just Anna Anderson of New York City. You’re Anna Charlotte Elizabeth Anderson, Crown Princess of Arendelle.”

The room was absolutely still, so silent if someone dropped a pin, they could hear it yards away. Anna had no clue how to react, so she just laughed hysterically.

“Okay, where are the cameras?” Anna laughed, “Is it in the teapot?” She picked up the floral china and inspected it.

“What do you mean? Put that down!”

Anna obliged, still laughing, “This is some sort of reality prank, right? Am I gonna win like 10,000 dollars or something?”

“Anna,” Queen Sonja said sternly, “this is not a joke, or some silly reality television show. This is real life.”

The silence returned, and Anna blinked quickly, to try and wake herself out of whatever fever dream she was living.

“You’re serious.”

“Completely, Anna.”

“But- what about my parents? Why do I still live here if I’m a royal?”

“Well, we wanted you to grow up here so you could be the well rounded ruler your parents wished to be. Your adoptive parents have known the whole time, and are friends of the royal family.”

Anna stayed silent and slumped in the fancy plush pink chair. She wished that the soft fabric would just absorb her and she would never have to deal with this strange newborn reality.

“Now, Anna. I know this all must be shocking, but we needed to tell you soon since you are the next in line for succession.”

Anna shot up from her state of loathing, “I can’t run a country! Don’t you see me? I have skinned knees from running late to a meeting with a queen!”

Queen Sonja smiled at her patiently, “That’s why I’m in the city, to teach you how to be a true royal, if you so choose.”

“I don’t have to?”

“Technically, no. It will just be the end of the Anderson line in Arendelle history which is- well I won’t tell you how I feel about that. Just please consider it Anna.”

The young woman nodded slowly, standing up, still in a state of shock. “I have to go. I’ll uhm, let you know your majesty.”

Before the queen or Mattias could stop her, Anna was rushing out the golden doors and to the secret elevator. After pressing the down button as quickly as possible, the doors shut. When they opened again, Anna ran through the hotel lobby, all of the aristocrats staring at her. She didn’t care, she just needed to get out.

After running outside, Anna’s pale back leaned against the cool granite of the building adjacent to the hotel where her life just changed forever. Finally letting go, she let hot tears run down her face in hard sobs. She slid down the wall and sat in the alley off the busy street.

What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

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acotarauweek · 5 years

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Day 7: Free AU

Publishing Date: 15/12/19

What is a Free AU?

Free AU day means you can write for any au your heart desires.

Below we have included a ridiculous amount of prompts for popular AUs that have not been featured in ACOTAR AU WEEK. You do not have to write for the AUs listed below, they are simply there to help anyone who is stuck and needs inspiration. Also, please feel free to use this list anytime you need! Thank you for being so patient with the reveals, we are so excited and can’t wait to see everyone’s work! Keep an eye on the blog as we will be sharing information about posting and answering any questions that may come our way.

Tags to use: #acotar au week day 7 #day 7 free au #acotar au week

Prompts under cut:

Royal AU:

“Your Queen recently died and shit we STILL can’t get married cause of our statuses damn it.”

bonus: “I’m the one who hired the assassin, well that’s a month’s worth of gold down the drain.”

“I’m not YOUR bodyguard but damn you’re fine.”

bonus: “The person I’m actually guarding is trying to hook us up, shit…”

“Haha, it’s cute that you think I need to be guarded. Or that you can keep track of me.”

bonus: “HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT MY SECRET EXITS?!”

“I’ve been recently crowned king and I’m expected to choose a wife or husband soon. Oh what they don’t care about the gender but as soon as I want to marry my bodyguard my mother is threatening to disown me!”

“As a bodyguard, I should really be discouraging your budding feelings for me. Except, you know, I have them too and I was never very good at my job anyway.”

“I DON’T CARE IF IT’S AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE WE NEED TO STOP THIS ‘RELATIONSHIP’ RIGHT NOW.” “Oh, so you want to throw away everything that happened these past few months? Fine.“

“Good news, I think I’m the missing royal child. Bad news, that means we might have to break up.”

“My wife wants a baby even though we just got married last week and met the week before that, and I don’t know how to tell her I’m gay.” “Want me to tell her?” “Please don’t.”

“Sire, please stop flirting with me in front of your potential suitors. It’s making it very hard for you to get married.” “Yeah, that’s the point.”

“… Excuse me, did you just propose to your bodyguard, sire?” “Yes. Is there something wrong?” “Except for the fact that you’re doing it at your wife’s funeral, no.”

More Royal AU prompts!

Teacher AU:

no wonder why you’re the football coach damn you’re fit au

you’re so wrong i’m going to stop my lecture to tell you why au

*aggressively argues for whose team is better even though they’re completely different sports* au

our students think we’re dating au

a student catches us texting to each other in class oh how the tables have turned au

we leave each other notes on the blackboards au

someone’s taking my lunches au

our classrooms are adjacent to each other and we can always see each other through the door windows au

i will yell at you even though both our doors are closed to shut up your class jesus christ au

our students see us leave the same car in the morning and guess what they think au

i’m the drama teacher and you’re the only who can actually act help me demonstrate this love scene to my students au

More Teacher AU prompts!

Fake Dating AU:

I brought you as my friend but my parents read our closeness as dating and only gave us one bed to share.

I had a bad week and I can’t decide what kind of cake I want so I want to do the wedding cake samples at the cake store but I need to do it with someone. Quick- Do you like cake and can you hold my hand?

I may or may not have told everyone we were dating i panicked bc i was the only single one at the time

there’s this creepy person that’s asking me out over text and could you pretend to be my significant other?

shit couples get 40% off??? hold my hand i’m getting that discount

everyone thinks we’re dating why don’t we pretend and then break up so people will finally get off our backs. foolproof plan except i didn’t expect to fall for you

i got stood up on a date and you were just grabbing dinner- shit my ex is here, sit down and pretend to laugh at something i said attractive stranger

More Fake Dating AU prompts!

Celebrity/Famous AU:

I really can’t sing please don’t pull me onstage AU

You’re my favorite singer and I won the chance to meet you this is so cool AU

You’re my favorite singer and I ran into you on the street/at the grocery store/at karaoke night AU

‘you’re a celebrity incognito trying to hide from paparazzi and you’re sitting right next to me and i’m the only one that recognizes you’ au

Some fans are chasing me please let me hide here, i’ll pay you back, promise AU

You’re a famous singer, I’m your personal driver and you’re an absolute pain in the ass.

You’re a famous singer, I’m your personal driver and I always have to save your ass when you get in trouble at some party.

You’re my favorite celebrity, I know everything about you and my apartment is covered in your pictures, I dream about you all the time, but I’m not a stalker, I swear… okay, maybe I do have a little problem.

You’re an actor, you play a villain on this show and everyone hates you, but I’ll defend you to the death.

You’re a rock star and I’m your drug dealer, I shouldn’t care you’re fucking up your life, but I kinda do.

You’re a famous author and I’m your neighbor, I suspect the main character in your books is me, but I was too shy to ask, but now you killed me, I mean - in the books, and I lost my shit and went to yell at you because WHY???

You’re a famous politician and I’m that one journalist who asked that one question that possibly ruined your career, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.

You’re a former famous model with an eating disorder and I’m your therapist.

You’re a rock star and I’m the cop always going to your apartment when people complain about the loud parties you throw.

You’re a celebrity and I’m that one cop who pulled you over and gave you a fine and had no idea who you were, until I googled your name and holy crap, I should have asked for an autograph.

You’re a famous singer who’s almost got killed by a crazy fan, now you suffer from anxiety and don’t want to leave your apartment, I’m the person bringing you food and stuff, and I might be the only one you trust.

You’re a famous politician, I’m the detective with the task of protecting you, you were refusing to leave the building when I got the order to get you out, so I knocked you out and carried you out, now you’re going to sue me, I’m quite sure of that.

You’re a bored former rock star, I’m the escort you called and man, your place is a mess, don’t you want to do something about it before we fuck?

You’re a famous fashion designer, I used to be your favorite model but now you told me I gained too much weight and you don’t want me anymore and I’m crushed, I thought you liked me for more than my body.

You’re a famous YouTuber and I’m just starting my channel, but I sort of ridiculed you in one of my videos and now people laugh at you and you hate me.

You’re a famous person and I’m the actor supposed to play you in a movie.

You’re a famous singer who was jailed because of drunk driving and I’m your cellmate for the night, also I’m your biggest fan.

We are both actors on a well-known TV show and our characters have to kiss AU

“You’re a celebrity and I’m a paparazzo, sorry friend I have to take pictures of you to pay my rent next month” AU

I would include more celebrity AUs but this is a long list and I actually couldn’t find anymore (although I’m sure there are more, I just can’t find them)

Other AUs you could write for:

Single parent AU

Soulmate AU

Magic AU // Modern Magic AU

Criminal AU

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theharlequinwriter · 6 years

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Guided Arrow ..........part 1

Summary : Being Thea’s twin sister and also part of team arrow when you wake up in the another universe alone and no way home.

warnings : Swear words and PTSD

word count : 2,402

Before I knew it Barry was reaching for my hand and we were falling down a building and then well I don’t really know all I saw was white and when I woke up I was one the side of the road soaking wet and clearly not in star city anymore.

‘’Ollie!!......Speedy......BARRY!!!!.’’

No one answered.

‘’what the fuck happened?’’

Pulling my hood back I put my mask in my pocket and threw my bow over my back and started to walk sticking my thumb out every other foot. Finally reaching a nearby diner I asked for a booth and a cup of coffee while I pulled out all my gadgets trying to find Felicity’s or Barry's voice trying to find me.

‘’you look like you’re lost’’

Darting my head up I saw a man with blue eyes, black hair and oddly a trench coat.

‘’you can say I am in a way.’’

I winked at him as his very handsome friends walked over.

‘’Cas what the hell are you doing?’’

‘’Talking to miss.... I’m sorry I didn’t get your name.’’

‘’y/n Queen’’

‘Names Sam and Dean Winchester’’

The taller one with the long hair stuck out his hand towards me, grabbing his hand I could feel the caclus on his palm from oddly enough....a gun.

‘’So, Cas said you’re lost?’’

Dean asked as he shuffled into my booth.... uninvited.

‘’Yeah, I guess, the last thing I remember is reaching for flash.......my friends hand as I fell then everything went black. I woke up on the side of the road and made my way here.’’

‘’Well we can help you find your way back if you like.’

‘’YES, thank you.’’

Walking outside dean helped me into the car and we were off to their house or what they called their bunker. Once inside i made my way to their version of the quiver. Setting my arrows and hood on the couch began to scan their place. Clearly they really are brothers, not sure on Cas thou.. Possibly dean's boyfriend? not by the way dean watched my ass get into the car. Walking around I found their library full of supernatural information.

‘Where were you guys when darhk was around?’’

Dean came into the room with 4 beers. Handing one to me as Sam sat down and opened his laptop.

‘’So, let's start with your hometown or where you were last.’’

‘’Star city.’’

I watched as Sam typed it into his keyboard and his eyes going wide.

‘’uhm y/n that city doesn’t exist at least not that google knows.’’

‘'w-W-W WHAT DO YOU MEAN DOESN’T EXSIT I WAS JUST THERE!!!’’

‘’Google says nothing found for a Star city.’’

‘’MY WHOLE LIFE IS THERE, MY BROTHER, MY TWIN SISTER, MY NEPHEW! MY BESTFRIENDS MY FAMILY GOD DAMN IT!!!’’

I threw the beer onto the floor.

‘’’listen y/n lets google your family maybe they will come up, you did say your sister in law was a hacker maybe she's hiding the results.’’

‘Okay my Sibling are Oliver and Thea Queen, my best friend is Iris West Allen, Her husband is Barry Allen.’’

Dean looked up at me

‘’You're Brother and best friend are named after comic books?’’

‘NO?’’

Sam ran to the other room carrying back a few plastic covered comic books with the titles. GREEN ARROW and the other THE FLASH. I felt my head going dizzy and everything went black. When i came too I was lying on a couch, I could hear Sam and dean talking.

‘’Maybe she escaped the looney bin.’’

‘’maybe she hit her head harder than she thought.’’

‘’OR THE HOT CHICK IS CRAZY!’’

I made a coughing noise as I walked into the room.

‘Come sit, I'm going to blow your minds.’

We all headed in the war room and sat down.

‘’So, my name is Y/n Queen, my brother is Oliver Queen and Yes he is the Green Arrow, My sister and I are quickdraw and speedy. My Best friend is the wife of the flash, we discovered other worlds or dimensions a long time ago. I'm guessing that’s where I am in a world where I'm nothing more than words on a page.’’

Both Winchesters sat there with their mouths gaping.

‘’So, you're like a real super hero?’’

‘’I guess so, Ollie more is than me, I'm just backup.’’

‘And how did you get here?’’

‘Cisco must have breached me right as I grabbed Barry sending me flying through a breach, although this would be a far new distance for him....I'm happy i made it.’’

‘’Breach?’’

‘’’Rips or portals into other worlds.’’

‘’I need some air.’’

Dean stepped out of the room leaving me, Sam and Cas alone.

‘So, are their angels in your world?’

‘’not that im aware of cas , We have the league of shadows . My brother married their leader, We do have magic buts its really bad.’’

‘’Magics bad here too but more of like hocus pocus and hexes.’’

‘’so, no vigilantes?’’

‘’Not that I know of, I mean we are hunters if that counts.’’

‘’it’ll do.’’

Sam smiled as dean walked into the room.

‘’can i shoot an arrow?’’

‘’Sure dean.’’

We went outside where I let dean have 2 arrows to shoot, he missed both times. Taking my aim, I shot to perfect straight into the apple Sam had placed on the car.

‘’How did you learn to do that?’’

‘’My brother, after slade …. I mean Death Stroke killed my mom, Ollie never wanted me and Thea to be unsafe again and after i busted him on being arrow and dig being spartan....Sorry Dig is my brothers right hand man. He welcomed me to the team as quickdraw due to the fact im a quick shot.’’

‘’wow.... you been through it.’’

‘’ oh, I got stories that would make your mind implode. Ive met a alien well a kryptonian .’’

‘’YOU FUCKIN MET SUPERMAN!!!!’

Dean was shouting now

‘’Well yeah but I meant his cousin Supergirl, she like my pen pal.’’

‘’ So I guess you're staying here till you can get home.’’

‘Thank you, Sam.,’’

Later that night

Laying here in this strange bed in a whole other world completely alone.... alone, the one thing I fear was to be alone. I got up and headed for the library at least it has a good book maybe they will have a new series I can love. Stepping into the library I found Sam researching through a bunch of lore.

‘’Is he real?’’

Sam pointed at a comic with a man named Spiderman.

‘’maybe but not in my world or at least hasn’t made himself known.’’

He nodded to the chair next to him. Sliding into it he handed me a piece of candy.

‘’can't sleep?’’

‘’no im on earth 1 time’’

‘Earth 1?’

‘Well since I knew that one first that’s earth 1 , Supergirl is from earth 3 and I making this earth 4.’’

‘’thanks?’’

‘’So What do you like to do for fun here?’’

‘'Don’t really have time , the hunt never stops , I've actually been to hell , met lucifer and god oh and I Lost my soul and met Gods sister and died a thousand times , so has Dean and Cas.’

I could see the pain welling in his eyes, he was tired.

‘’Sounds likes my brother hehe Hes been through it for 5 years I thought he was dead and then poof he wasn’t, but he wasn’t ollie. He had scars and tattoo, spoke Russian and was very odd. He ended up letting his anger go and now we are happy again even for a moment, But your right lives like ours it only ends in death.’’

Sam laughed as he handed me a beer from the mini frige.

‘’Thats why we gotta go down swinging.’’

‘’Cheers to that.’

Tinking the beers together we continued to exchanged stories and advice. Sam made me feel safe like my life wasn't guns and masks and his wasn’t demons and vampires.

‘’Hi sam , Whose this.... she isnt from here.’’

I screamed as a young man with blonde air appeared out of nowhere.

‘’ y/ n this is jack.....lucifer's son.’’

‘’HOLY SHIT....i mean hi, im sorry im not used to people appearing like that unless they plan to kill me.’’

‘’I think its my fault you’re here.’'

‘’Jack what do you mean its your fault?’’

Before he answered he was gone.

‘’he does this when he is upset and feels guilty, he runs.’’

‘’poor guy.’’

‘Well he is only 5 months old.’’

‘’yeah well …..wait what?’’

‘’he aged in order to survive.’’

‘’oh...so are you completely human?’’

‘’yeah I mgiht be missing a bit of my soul here and there.’’

Sam smiled at his own remark, we headed into the library to research anything on other worlds. 3 hours and 5 cups of coffee each later neither Sam or I found anything besides that I may be stuck here forever. Sam already promised I have a home with them here and I will never be alone as long as hes around. I couldn’t help but notice how warm and safe I feel around him.

I woke up to the feeling of someone breathing, as I opened my eyes I found myself on sams chest cluctching a book on demi gods while sam had one arm wrapped around me and they other on a book on greek gods. We must of fallen asleep on the couch studying , he looks so happy when hes asleep like he isnt living a hard life everyday. Before I could take in anymore of the moment dean came busting into the room causing sam to jump shoving me to the floor.

‘Jacks back’

We all ran to the den where jack sat on the couch clutching his head in his hands. I walked over placing my hand on his shoulder.

‘are you okay?’’

‘im sorry’’

‘’for what....bringing me here. Ive been through worse trust me.’

He looked at me with his bloodshot eyes and buried his head into my chest hugging me tightly. He was still sobbing but at least now he knew I didn’t blame him.

‘so nothing from jack yet?’’

It has been almost 3 weeks since I arrived here , Cas has been working with jack to see if maybe he can re open the rip to send me home. I offered to ask barry and iris to help jack understand himself better, run some test and see what he can and cant handle. Then there's sam , we have gotten really close since I arrived late night studying and him teaching me how to put up warding's and devils traps. I even promised him id get the anti-possession tattoo once im home. Sitting in the den reading the local paper scanning for any sign of supernatural creatures.

‘hey y’n’’

Sam came into the room handing me a cup of coffee and sitting next to me , smiling at me god I love it when he smiles. Snapping out of my trance I had to nod and try to catch up.

‘so jack thinks if we can find a dream walker we can send you home.’

‘’where do we find one of these dream walkers’’

‘’well that’s the thing we only knew one and shes dead but jack thinks he has a lead on another in ohio, him and dean went to check it out . Cas heard of one in California so he went out that way , that just leaves us.’’

Falling into the chair in the library I picked up a comic with the title green arrow looking at the way they drew my brother.

‘’ollie doesn’t have a beard ‘’

Sam chuckled.

‘’what?’’

‘’just how you call him ollie makes him seem like he isnt in a comic book in our world.’’

‘’this should be so odd to you I mean look what I found.’’

I held up a anime comic named supernatural starring sam and dean.

‘'that was written by god , not by a geek in a basement.’’

‘’ so whats sam / dean?’’

‘’how did you hear about that?’’

‘’im a vigilante , if I want info I get it.’’

‘’its nothing , its gross.’’

‘’so am I in one of these books or do I not matter?’’

‘’they stopped being made after dean went to hell , cas is isnt in them either..... but you matter to me ‘

Looking up sam was starring at me with a small smirk on his lips. Shaking his head I could see him searching the room in a painc.

‘’you said something about food and a movie?’

‘uhh yea set up in the tv room I got burgers and venom’’

About halfway into the movie sam got up to leave the room, wondering what was up I decide to follow him into the kitchen , sam was pacing the room on the phone.

‘’what do you mean she was a phony? , y/n is going to be heart broken.’’

‘’yeah I know dean but I do care for her ...of course id love to be with her........dean she has a family and a life....we weren't ever supposed to meet.’’

He hung up his phone turning towards me.

‘’y/n......uhm’’

Without thought I moved forward crashing my lps into his pulling him closer by is plaid collar , his fands found my hips lifting me onto my tip toes pulling me into him. Taking a step back I looked up at him feeling the blood rush to my face when dean came rushing in.

‘hey robin hood we might need your help.’’

Climbing into the impala we drove to a empty house where three bodies laid on the porch and woman with short hair came forward extending her hand.

‘’names Jody , dean here tells me your one of us.’’

Nodding I looked at dean.

‘why do you need me here?’’

‘’because this guy here says hes from star city’’

Stepping into the door, a man with his hands and feet tied laid on the floor with a bag on his head, reaching out i lifted the bag to revel cold dead eyes and a buzz cut along with the smile of the devil and his body covered in tattoos.

‘’d-d—d—d-d- dia'’

‘’hello y/n , Miss me baby doll ?’’

#Supernatural imagines #supernatural #sam winchester #sammy #winchester #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester imagine #sam winchester oneshot #green arrow #oliver queen #thea queen #speedy #littlebrothersammyimagines

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How They Met Chapter 16

A/n: So seeing how long it’s been since I updated before yesterday, I decided to go ahead and update again. :) Also I just realized I forgot to tag anyone. I am so sorry. My head’s been all over the place lmao

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It took less than an hour. I’ll be honest, I didn’t obey speed laws at all. Ardyn didn’t seem to care. He was a lot calmer now and openly talked to me. He could remember spots in this area that no longer existed. He even told me about the taelpar crag and the legend of how it was made. I loved listening to him like this. Soon we pulled into my little area and I parked next to his car. He looked over then and smiled.

“You sure you want me to see inside?”

“Um… Yeah. I just cleaned up last week. No dust or mice…. It’s company ready. Chancellor ready? Not so much.” He laughed then and I smiled getting out. I took my gear in with me after unlocking the door.

“Holy six…. Is this a house or a library?” I looked back and Ardyn was standing in the door stunned. I had over five bookcases in my living room filled with books all neatly organized and freshly dusted. My tv was in the middle of two of them on it’s stand with all my movies near my couch and coffee table.

“Both.” I got my boots off then and he came in and did the same. We left them by the door and I left my stuff by the kitchen.

“Help yourself. Cold drinks in the fridge plus food.” He nodded then. He was checking one of the bookcases out. I smiled then.

“You read?”

“Not as much as I used to… I’m still a lover of books though. This is quite a collection.”

“It was my dad’s.” He stopped then and I saw the worry. I smiled then.

“When they died… Dave found his will. Dad left this place for me so when I was old enough, I could move back home. Dave lived here for a bit and fixed a few things but once I could, I moved in. Found all of these in the second bedroom in like… five trunks. So I brought them out…. Seems the old man loved books too.” He nodded then and smiled. I just smiled and we relaxed.

I got into the shower once I knew he was settled with a book and came out to a shocking sight. He was just in his white shirt and dress pants. His other clothes were on the back of the couch and he was stretched out reading. I laughed a bit and he looked up. I was in a baggy shirt with my sleep pants on and my wet hair on a towel around my neck.

“Dressed to impress are we sky?”

“Only if you want to match.”

“I’m thinking about it.” I leaned on the couch above him then and smiled.

“You got clothes?”

“In my car, Yes.” He closed the book gently then and smiled.

“Mind if I try to sleep here today?”

“Gods no. want breakfast first?” He shook his head then and I smiled.

“Too tired?”

“Pretty much.” I laughed then and he got up. I could see how well built he was like this. He stretched too and I almost started drooling. He Noticed then and smiled.

“Like what you see?”

“You better sleep without a shirt on…” He crooked an eyebrow then and I smiled.

“I wanna feel. Nothing more.”

“Fair enough.” He walked out then and came back quickly with a small duffel. I was blow drying my hair in the bathroom when he came in. He went to the second room and I glanced over. The door was cracked. I saw him stripping off the shirt and I almost dropped the hairdryer. Scars. They were all over his back and chest but by all the gods, those muscles! I quickly refocused once he went to change pants. I was beet red too. I could see it in the mirror. The door opened then and he came into the doorway.

“You got that up too high or something?” I turned it off then.

“Just a bit…. Um….” I looked over and I was freaking out. This man was nothing but six foot two of pure gorgeousness. He noticed I was staring and smiled. Even with the slight amount of hair on his chest, Those muscles were defined and perfect.

“Skylar.”

“What?”

“Did you get a back view?”

“I saw the scars….”

“Further down.” I yelped then going red.

“No!!! You jerk! You left the door cracked on purpose!” He laughed then and I grabbed my towel to snap him with it. He dodged and I chased him into my room before tackling him and making him hit the queen size bed. I was on top and just play hitting him.

“Ego flirt!”

“Pervy Child!”

“I’m not a child!”

“Compared to me you are!”

“Compared to you, ifrit’s a kid!” He gasped then and I faked gasped.

“You did not just call me older than a god!”

“Oh my gods I think I just did!” I got a pillow then and slammed him with it. He laughed then before rolling and pinning me to the bed. I had to stop then. He looked down at me with those perfect eyes and smiled.

“Feel better?”

“Um….” I reached then and with a small wiggle got a handful of his ass. He jumped then and I smiled. I was right. Pure glorious muscle perfect for anything.

“Now I do.” He sighed then and let me up. I quickly closed the curtains and made sure the front door was locked before climbing into bed next to him. He was on his back and easily made room so I could curl up on his chest. I did so willingly and just relaxed.

“So… Any other secrets you have?”

“Um…. no I think we’re ok.” I nodded closing my eyes.

“So…. Does that mean I need to call you your majesty?”

“No….. Just… Call me whatever you normally do.”

“Crazy? Old? Drop Dead Gorgeous? Cinnabum?” He jumped at the last one and I tired to hide the giggles.

“Cinna… bum?”

“You like cinnamon rolls…. And have a really nice ass.”

“Six….” I died laughing then because he face palmed. It was just the ticket it seems. I got comfy again and went to sleep laying on him. I was the happiest I had been in a long time.

I woke up in a panic again. I couldn’t even remember why but the panic was there. I quickly looked around and I was home. The sun was going down outside from what I could see from the crack in the curtains on the side. I looked back where I was laying and the spot next to me was empty. I could tell where someone had been sleeping there so I knew it wasn’t a dream. I got up then and quickly threw on one of my flannels over my sleep shirt. Once outside of my room, I could hear someone in the kitchen humming before talking.

“I do understand that commander, but seeing how I am currently occupied, It’s not happening.”

“And what is it that you’re doing that is so important?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out later. Now please…. I’m hanging up.”

“Very well… I’ll inform them of your current occupation.”

“Thank you.” I heard a beep then as I walked in and smiled.

“Pissed off ravus again?” He looked up then and smiled.

“Yes Afraid so. He wanted me to leave tonight for Altissia.” I stopped then.

“I’m not leaving for another few weeks…. His dear sister hasn’t even made it over there yet.” I walked over slowly then.

“So you think he’s going now to help her?”

“I know he is.” The timer on my Oven went off then and he beamed.

“Finally!” I laughed then leaning over the counter.

“What?” He got a glove on and soon pulled out a pan.

“Brownies!? Where did you even find the mix!?”

“I didn’t. You had everything here for homemade ones.” I looked up at him then and he stopped.

“What?”

“You bake?”

“And Cook. I’ve been alive this long, I’ve had to take care of myself. I learned quite a bit.” I laughed then and soon ran across and hugged him from behind. He had put on more cologne when he changed clothes. I inhaled it and instantly everything was ok. The residual panic had faded with that inhale.

“Easy…. You ok?”

“Better now….”

“Bad dream?”

“I guess… woke up panicked… you were gone so I came looking….” I laughed a bit then.

“Never expected brownies…”

“Hm… Well sounds like they’re needed. Plus… Real food.” I heard him make a weird ass sound and I cracked up. He turned in my arms then and gently picked me up in a hug. I didn’t even argue. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled.

“You sleep ok?” I whispered close to his ear.

“Better than ever…. Woke up because of the call and had to call him back once I switched my chest out for a pillow. You barely moved…” I smiled then.

“Hard to want to move when I had the best pillow in eos.” He laughed then and I felt him put me on the counter. I didn’t want to let go but he made me. I pouted a bit before he gave me a kiss. I perked up then and kissed back getting a hold on his shirt. Only I realized why he did it. I let go then as it hit me and he smiled.

“What?”

“You’re…. Damn it you’re not that much taller than me!!!” Cue gut busting laughter. He honestly stumbled back laughing as I jumped off the counter pouting.

“I’m getting into real clothes!!! You big bully!!!” He couldn’t stop laughing. I walked out then trying to fight the smile that was coming to my face. At least he had a real sense of humor.

Dinner that night was brownies with ice cream followed by shit movies. He stayed well into the night. Anytime I sat close, he wanted me close to his side so more often than not, I ended up curled up against him just talking about stuff and asking him questions about things. He answered as many of them as he could from what he remembered. He did miss a bit due to his stint on the island. It was so relaxed that when it came time for him to leave… I didn’t want him to. I walked out to his car with him. He was still dressed more casual than normal. He leaned on the hood then and smiled.

“I had fun… Best Date I’ve been on in a while.”

“Better than Galdin quay?”

“Oh that counts? Hm… Yes.” I chuckled then and he smiled.

“I’ll be back by…. I’ll call before dropping in though. I swear.”

“I don’t care if you do…. There’s a spare key in one of the garden blocks. It has the snail on it. Come in and relax…. Even if I’m not here. Maybe I’ll be home more often if you were here.”

“Oh instead of your week long hunting trips? That would be an improvement.”

“Hey!” I went to kick his shin but he laughed and dodged. I smiled then.

“Seriously though….”

“I’ll remember that hon. I promise… With them pushing the trip to Altissia….” He groaned then and I smiled.

“Empire isn’t anywhere around here. As long as they can’t track your phone, it’s safe.” He nodded then.

“Good point…. So… See you tomorrow?” I laughed then and he smiled.

“It’ll be soon…. Otherwise I’ll call ok?” I nodded then and got a hug from him. It was nice and tight. I didn’t want to let go at all though and he knew it.

“Come on…. It’s not for forever….”

“I know…. I’m just clingy. That’s all.”

“Noticing… but that’s ok. I like it.” I smiled then before he made me let go.

“I’ll call you tomorrow…. Stay safe.” I nodded then and gave him a quick kiss.

“Don’t piss anyone else off…. Ok?”

“Damn it… Take away all my fun.” I laughed then and he smiled.

“I’ll behave for you… My sweet little huntress.” He gently caressed my face and I could have almost cried from how it made me feel. We were moving so fast and yet… it was just right for us.

“Loving king….” He faltered then but I saw the truth.

“I like that…. Will that make you my sweet queen…?”

“Ask me that again when we see each other again…” He nodded then and we both heard it. His phone was going off. He sighed then and I smiled.

“You better get that…”

“Yeah… Be good Skylar.”

“You first Ardyn.” He smiled as he got into his car and started it up before answering.

“Ah. General Tummelt, lovely to hear from you.” He had that Chancellor voice going on. I had to hide my smile behind my hand. He rolled his eyes a bit as he backed out.

“Yes I’m still in lucis…. Well I will tell you why. I’m following that idiot prince seeing how you decided to abandon your post in favor of following that commodore around.” I snorted then and he looked up. I tried to stop but it was impossible. He groaned then and I died laughing. He soon hit a button and yelled out.

“Damn it hon!!! I’m trying to be serious here!”

“I know! I’m sorry! Just…” I got it to stop and soon faked it.

“Ah General Tummelt, you blonde twit!” I mimicked him and he choked. I lost it then.

“You’re such a fake!!!”

“Oh…. Just go inside!” I saluted then as he pulled out. I just smiled shaking my head before heading in. I wanted another brownie before I binged watched some more movies.

#writing #sky writes #ardyn x oc #ardyn izunia #ffxv #ffxv fanfiction

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