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Taste Of Your Lips - 1.

Prince!Ransom x Reader AU

Part 1 of Taste Of Your Lips series

Run-through: Your parents force you to attend a masquerade ball which is being held at the palace. Reluctantly, you do as they say. There, a masked stranger approaches you and asks if he could have a dance. You agree; unknown to the fact that that one dance would soon change your life.

Themes throughout the series: fluff, smut, angst

‘Chin up, and smile.’ You remembered your mother’s words as you step into the extravagant ballroom of the castle.

It was grand, and spacious and looked like it accommodated half of the kingdom. You looked around, taking it all in. The ceiling stretched up high above you; adorned with gold and paintings of angels in the center. The room was wide, with crystal chandeliers lighting up the place. Not too bright, not too dim – just perfect.

You could hear people chattering, over the sweet, melodious music. Some couples danced. Everyone with their bejeweled and fine masks; matching your own. You noticed a group of women, who stood by the indoor fountain, sent you polite smiles and little nods; clearly they were eyeing you up and down. You returned them all a smile and walked with a little more confidence in your steps.

Your mom had told you, before you left the house, that you looked incredible in your peach gown. You somewhat believed her. But upon seeing the reaction of others, you believed her a little more and thanked God that your mom was the best seamstress in the entire kingdom.

It was a masquerade ball, so you couldn’t recognize anyone. Your friends were supposed to meet you here, but given the flamboyant masks it would probably take you a while to find them. So you walked around leisurely, looking around at the grand and almost mythical ballroom.

And while you were admiring the room, someone was admiring you from the other side of the room.

As soon as you stepped into the room, you caught the Prince’s attention. He always had an eye for beautiful women, so his gaze followed you ever since you walked in. Your hair, your grace and your lips had him under a spell. One he didn’t want to break out of. And he hadn’t even seen your whole face yet.

And that dress… oh that dress you wore complimented your body perfectly. A peach ball gown with accents of gold and flowers delicately placed in your hair. You looked perfect. So perfect that his hands itched in need to touch you or hold you.

Ransom, the King’s only son. The spoilt, and somewhat arrogant Prince had his eyes on you. He had a habit, ever since he was a child – whatever he wanted, he got it almost immediately. And right now, all he wanted was you. In his head however, you were already his.

He liked how you moved around the room gracefully; smiling politely at all those who smiled at you. Part of him was relieved that you didn’t come with another man; but either way, he would fight for your attention if he had to. And he was damn sure he would win that fight.

The room was filled with pretty women, many who would throw themselves at his feet if he just spared them a proper glance. Yet, there was something about you which set you apart from the rest. Something magical, and the Prince couldn’t resist.

Ransom turned to one of his manservant and pointed at you, far away on the other end of the room. “Any idea who that girl is?”

The young boy took a good look at you and turned to the Prince. “That’s Y/N, the professor’s daughter.” The manservant answered and Ransom smiled. He mentally repeated your name a few times and he liked the sound of it a lot.

“What else can you tell me about her?” he asked his manservant.

The boy answered immediately. “She lives in the manor, with her parents. She’s an only child, her father teaches, her mother is a well-known seamstress. The girl teaches little kids from time to time as well. That’s all I know, your Majesty. Would you like me to gather more information on the lady?”

Ransom shook his head. “No, that’s all I need to know. She’ll tell me the rest herself.” He sounded just as cocky as always.

He kept his eyes on you. He watched how smile grew the moment you spotted a group of other girls, must be your friends. And he watched how they all eyed you up and down and they must have complimented you because you seemed a little shy for a moment.

He wondered what you sounded like. Or how sweet would you smell. How soft your hair must be to touch given it looked shiny and healthy from afar.

Ransom was busy being blown away by your presence alone that he hadn’t realized that he was already up from his majestic seat and crossing the room; making his way to you. It was only when he felt the stares of the women on him that he realized he was getting closer and closer to you.

All ladies in the room had their hearts racing inside their rib cages from the minute Ransom got up and started walking across the room. All of them discretely hoped he would ask them for a dance, many would do anything just to dance with him tonight. But he kept his eyes on you.

And every woman in the room burned with envy the minute Ransom stood in front of you, with his arm extended out.

“May I have this dance?” he asked politely, with just a hint of cockiness and a little smirk.

You could tell more than half the room was staring at you, even if they didn’t mean to. This very tall and handsome man just walked over to you and asked you to dance. You could only see half of his face, but you could tell he was drop dead gorgeous. He had deep blue eyes; which were accentuated by the white and gold masquerade mask on his face.

And oh was he very well dressed. He looked… expensive. Maybe he’s a relative of the King, you thought. Meanwhile, Ransom was baffled because you weren’t swooning over him already like all women did.

He could see your eyes and he saw confusion in them. Could it be that… you don’t know who he is? Or were you simply not impressed?

He stopped overthinking the second you smile faintly at him and placed your warm hand in his large one and let him guide you over to the middle of the dance floor. You noticed that the lights dimmed a little more than earlier. And the music was sweeter, slower.

Ransom held you close; his hand at your waist pressing your body to his gently. His other hand held your hand delicately. Your arm placed over his shoulder as you stared into his piercing eyes. And just like the smooth flow of a river, you two swayed slowly to the music. Effortlessly, gracefully and without any awkwardness.

He smelt the sweet perfume you wore, and felt the softness of your hands in his. You were beautiful even if he could see only half of your face, but most importantly, you were enchanting. Magnetic. And you made him feel warm.

He was making you feel things as well; with his manly aura and his proximity. But mainly his deep blue eyes. His hands were warm, and he smelt so nice too.

“What’s your name?” he asked in a hushed tone, even though he already knew your name. He smiled when you replied to his question. But his smile faded a little the moment you asked him what his name was.

Ransom had spent all his life having people worshipping the ground he walks on that he didn’t even consider the fact that there could be people who didn’t know him. Perhaps you truly didn’t know who he was? Whatever the case, he intended to keep his identity hidden for a little longer.

“I’m… Hugh.” He answered, using the name he didn’t usually go by, and almost melted when you smiled and told him he had a nice name. You giggled as he twirled you around and pulled you closer almost immediately. And you noticed all the discrete stares you two received despite the dimmed lights.

“Everyone’s staring at us.” You pointed out in a whisper.

Ransom smirked and tightened his grip around your waist a little more. “Let them. Probably it’s because most of the other girls would kill each other to be in your shoes right now.” you thought he was joking when in reality, he was actually serious.

You giggled. “Oh you’re very humble.” You played along. He chuckled.

Ransom wouldn’t stop complimenting you and making you feel all warm and bothered.

“You’re too kind. Maybe you could pass some of that to the Prince.” You sassed and Ransom was immediately intrigued.

“Why, what did he do? Do you know him?” he asked, curious to know your opinion of him.

You shook your head. “No not personally. But I have heard of him from my friends and the people around. They say he’s arrogant and proud and very much spoilt.” You answered.

Ransom chuckled again. “Is he now?”

You nodded and looked up into his eyes, amazed by how effortlessly the two of you glided slowly on the dance floor.

“Have you never seen him? The Prince?” Ransom asked, staring right at your lips and fighting the urge to undo your mask so he could get a good look at your face.

“No,” you answered. “I spend most of my time reading. Or I teach little kids, I mean, I have better things to do than drool over the pompous Prince anyway.”

Ransom chuckled. No one had ever been this honest with him before. Sure, his pride was hurt but your warmth made up for it. Your soft hands in his acted like a balm to all the daggers you were throwing at his ego, unknowingly of course.

“Of course. What’s so special about him anyways, right?” he belittled himself, just to hear you giggle.

Then you hit him with a question he wasn’t expecting.

“If you don’t mind my asking, where are you from? Are you a relative of the King?” you asked, genuinely curious regarding the handsome stranger.

Ransom almost stuttered, but luckily he was saved by the song ending and the sound of people’s laughter and chatter filled the room instead of the sweet melody. And he tried to change the topic.

“Do you want to… go get some air?” he asked, impatient to leave the crowded room.

You nodded and let him lead the way. You were amazed by how he knew his way around. Well, if he’s a relative of the royal family then he must have been here before, right?

He led you two to the balcony, away from the ball and into the slightly chilly air of the night. It was dark, the only source of light were the burning torches on either side of the balustrade and the moonlight, and the twinkling stars but it was enough. You leaned against the balustrade and he stood right in front of you. And he stared.

“Staring is rude, you know?” you joked, a teasing smirk on your lips.

Ransom was floored. He chuckled and lowered his eyes for a moment. “I can’t help it. You look so beautiful.” He answered, truthfully.

You blushed and tried to look away but he was quick to reach out and grab your chin gently. He stared down at you and reached behind your ear with his other hand and slid his finger into your hair; undoing your mask.

You were frozen in place. No man had ever touched you so softly, and no one had ever put you under their spell quite like this.

He undid your mask and gently pulled it away from your face. And immediately, he was in awe of your beauty. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispered, his face dangerously close to yours.

You blushed even more, a tingle dancing down your spine as you murmured a thank you and tried to hide your face but his grip on your chin was firm.

You noticed him staring down at your lips. “Well, it’s only fair that you reveal yourself as well.” You whispered.

He smiled. “Will you do the honors?” he teased.

You lifted your hand up and reached behind his head. You giggled as you undid the mask because it felt like the two of you were unwrapping presents on Christmas morning. You gently pulled his mask away from his face, and your heart fluttered. Because even then, under the pale moonlight, he looked breathtaking.

You were mesmerized, and so was he. And out of nowhere, Ransom started leaning in. His hand moved to the back of your neck and he pulled your face closer to his. His lips brushed against yours briefly as he paused and waited to see if you would pull away. Seeing you didn’t, he pressed his lips to yours – impatient already. You shivered at how gently he caressed the nape of your neck.

The taste of his lips had your heart racing; in the best way possible. His lips were soft, and warm. Your hands instinctively slid into his hair and you unintentionally pulled him closer. Ransom placed his other hand at your waist and pressed your body to his. Sure, he would’ve preferred this kiss without so much clothing on both of you. But he’d make do for now, besides, you’d be his soon.

He tilted his head to the side and deepened the kiss, nibbling on your lips and gently stroking your lower lip with his tongue. He gently pressed you against the balustrade, trapping you in his arms. You smiled through the kiss and gently tugged on his hair.

The taste of your mouth was driving him insane, and Ransom pulled away before he goes too far. He’d have plenty of time for that later.

You felt giddy and warm when he pulled away and stared down at you with his piercing blue eyes. The moonlight made his eyes look like pools of silver and you could still feel the taste of his mouth on yours. You wouldn’t lie, you wanted more.

“You didn’t answer me earlier. Are you a relative of the King?” you asked again. Ransom circled his arms around you and pulled you closer.

“Yes. I am.” He answered, not bothering to explain further.

He managed to change the topic, and the two of you talked for a while out on the balcony. Then another melody started playing, and he begged you for another dance. Which you agreed to again.

However this time, he held you closer; your torso pressed against his, his hand on your lower back, his fingers laced with yours when he held your hand. While you held him at the back of his neck instead of his shoulder. You were sure that if anyone was watching you, they would be able to see the unspoken flirtation going on between the two of you.

You stared into his eyes until the end of the song. And he remained by your side until the end of the night. And you even forgot to check up on your friends again, being in his company was just that exciting.

At the end of the night, he kissed you again as he helped you up on the horse-drawn carriage which your father had sent to bring you back home.

Ransom held your hand and wouldn’t let go. He kissed you multiple times – refusing to let you go.

“I have to go home. It’s late.” You didn’t want to leave either. But you knew you had to. “I won’t see you again, will I?” a part of you was sad just thinking about it. If he was just visiting, then he would probably be gone in a few days.

Ransom chuckled, already whipped. “You will. I promise. You will see me very soon.” He got down from your carriage and gave you one last kiss on the back of your hand. “Send my regards to the professor.” He finally let go of your hand. “Now off you go.”

“Good night, Hugh.” The horsed began walking away.

He smiled. “Good night, beautiful.”

You kept looking back at him until you could no longer see him, a permanent smile on your face yet your heart already breaking a little. How cruel of life to show you the man of your dreams even though he probably wasn’t going to stay in your life for long?

As you were on your way back home, something seemed strange. You repeated Hugh’s last words in your head, which he said to you before you parted.

Send my regards to the professor…

How did he know your father was a professor? You were sure you hadn’t told him that. Oh well, your father was quite well-known, Hugh must’ve heard of him from the people at the castle. Right?

You dreamt of pretty, ocean blue eyes all night that night. And you couldn’t help but giggle as you thought of the feeling of his lips against yours. Or how gently he had held your body. And how well he danced, and how smooth his voice was. The kind that you could listen to for hours and never get bored of it.

He was so dreamy.

The next morning was… eventful. First, you woke up and the first thing which popped into your head was a name. His name.

Hugh.

You giggled again as you got ready for the day, your head filled with thoughts of him. You even skipped down the stairs on your way to breakfast with your family. One of the many rules of the house, the family must eat together at all times.

“Good morning.” You chirped as your entered the dining room. Your parents were sat the table, just as always. Yet you could sense that something was different.

Your mother seemed more bubbly than usual. And your father was… different. Almost like they were trying their hardest to keep something from you but failing.

“Is everything alright?” you asked, refusing to take a seat at the table unless they told you what was going on.

You noticed a scroll in your father’s hand.

“Oh tell her already!” your mother sounded impatient as she placed her hand in your father’s palm like she always did whenever there was good news.

Your father cleared his throat. “Well, it seems that your mother’s dress and your beauty worked wonders last night at the ball.” He pointed out, scanning the scroll but barely paid much attention to it so it gave away that he had read it at least a couple of times before.

You were confused. “What do you mean?” you asked. The only person you talked to last night was Hugh. The handsome, kind and lovely Hugh.

Your father opened his mouth to talk, but your mother beat him to it.

“A marriage proposal came for you! It’s from the Prince! We received a message from the King this morning, they would love to meet us today at the castle. Isn’t that so lovely!” your mother was clearly amazed. She turned to your father, who was smiling faintly. “Can you imagine, our daughter as the Princess of this kingdom, and….”

She kept talking but you zoned out.

How was this possible? The only one you talked to last night was…

Wait.

You reached out and rather impolitely snatched the scroll out of your father’s hand. You skimmed through the whole thing, looking for a name or a signature. And then you saw it.

‘...to ask for your lovely daughter, Y/N’s hand in marriage to the Prince of the Kingdom, his Royal Highness Hugh Ransom Drysdale…’

Your eyes widened at the name and you re-read it over and over again while you replayed last night’s events in your head. The one you danced with for so long until your feet hurt, the one who kissed you endlessly throughout the night; the one who held you so delicately was… the Prince?

And he dared lie to you, for the whole night. And now he dares send a marriage proposal? You always knew that residents of the castle were somewhat egocentric and thought that they were entitled or that they were allowed to do whatever they wanted to their subject, force any decision on them but this, this was next level!

How could he?

You suddenly remembered all that anyone’s ever told you about the Prince. How he is proud, and dangerously conceited and thinks he’s superior to others. How his promiscuity, when he was younger, was no secret. How little he does to help those in his kingdom, and how little he cares in general.

You thought about all the times you heard all those rumors about him; how he caused a ruckus wherever he went, and how he picked fights without a second thought and just how disrespectful he is to his subject. He had never acted like a valiant Prince, he was always so insolent and snobbish.

The people around town would often talk of his ignorant ways. When he was younger, he used to gamble a lot. He would often start his nights by getting drunk at the tavern and would then wake up in the brothel. Or how his egoistical and rampant ways once almost started wars with other Kingdoms.

You can’t possibly marry someone like that. Last night, he put up a façade and you fell for it. Oh you fell so effortlessly. You didn’t even question him, you just melted in his arms like a fool.

“This… I- I can’t marry the- I can’t marry him!” you couldn’t find the right thing to say.

Your mother was horrified at your words.

“Nonsense! Now hurry upstairs, we need to doll you up. Come on.” She dragged you out of the room and walked up the stairs again.

While your mother dressed you up, your thoughts were a mess. In the past 12 hours you had danced with a stranger, kissed him and had been crushing on him ever since. Turns out he’s the Prince of the castle and you realized you’ve been lied to all along. And now the prideful and snobbish Prince sent you a marriage proposal.

You were pretty irritated and displeased, you felt betrayed because you had been lied to. There was no way you could call someone so terrible your husband. No. No way! Prince Ransom is a lousy and careless young man who doesn’t live up to his title. Marrying him would be a nightmare!

Yet, the strangest part was that, despite how bitter you felt towards him now; you could still vividly remember how his mouth felt against yours; how soft and warm his embrace had been. And how irresistible his lips tasted…

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sunshine-on-my-mind · 3 years

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Royal Love

Pairing: Prince!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size Reader (Medieval Royal AU)

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI Fluff, Angst, Body Shaming (not by Ransom), age gap, mentions of insecurities, medieval stereotypes, patriarchy, indirect mention of class difference, swearing, Smut.

Words: 4,233

a/n: This is my first Royal AU. When it comes to Royal/ Medieval AU, @speechlessxx is my inspiration. Also this is the first time I have written smut which I am very nervous about, don’t know how it is. Overall the concept was very exciting to me but I don’t know how I have done. Do let me know if you like this fic. Comments and Reblogs are most welcome.

PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK

(made the mood board)

King Harlan was a kind ruler. He has reigned for a long time. Longer than he intended to. His oldest son Neil was supposed to take over the throne but he passed away before that. His widow wife and daughter still live in the castle. After his son passed away the king thought of making his daughter the queen but the patriarchal lords who had a say in the decision strongly opposed it. His daughter Linda would have been a great queen, strategic and confident and kind at times. Her husband though was a different case, thus in a way maybe it’s for the best because if Linda became queen, her husband would be king and that won’t be good for anyone. The only option was his youngest son Walter who he thought was incapable of holding the position. Thus King Harlan decided to stay on the throne longer. After a few years he decided that his oldest grandson, Prince Ransom was the best person to become king. He wanted to wait a little longer till the Prince became of age and was more responsible before the coronation. Walter was totally against this decision but he didn’t have much say in his father’s decision.

Currently, the news of Prince Ransom becoming the king in a few months has become the talk of the town. King Harlan feels it’s time for the prince to take up the position. There is some opposition to this decision, specially from few people who were in Walter’s favour but they are truly few in number hence it is decided that soon Ransom will be King.

(Y/n) has grown up listening to the different stories of the castle that involved kindness, occasional cruelty, and many many rumours. She isn’t someone to believe in rumours. Her parents have taught her well even with their poor economic situation. She is grateful to her parents and she started working at an early age. She didn’t want to get married yet and her parents were supportive of that. The two main reasons of her not wanting to get married were that she wanted to earn more and help her family first, second that she somewhat believed that no one would want to marry her. (Y/n) is chubbier than her peers, for that she has been body shamed by many. Growing up she didn’t understand what was wrong with her and why people made fun of her. She has always been kind and helpful. Still many people called her bad names because of her weight. Earlier she used to feel very insulted but over time she got used to it, accepted the fact that there will always be some people who will talk bad about her. Her parents though always told her she is very beautiful and will get a good husband one day who will love and respect her. She didn’t have much dreams regarding marriage. When her peers had romantic adventures, she focused more on finding jobs that earned good money. After becoming an adult she worked in the village for more than two years at a shop that payed decent. But now she wants a better job, plus a more secured on. Her efforts became fulfilled when she somehow landed a job in the castle as a personal attendant of none other than Prince Ransom or rather soon to be King Ransom.

She has to stay the castle thus she had to leave her family for the time. Today is the first day of her job. She is a quick learner and a hard worker but unfortunately for most other maids and servants, her appearance and her body is more important to murmur about than her efficiency. Since she entered the castle she has been hearing laughs and murmurs about how she looks while a senior lady who is in charge of looking after princess Meghan is introducing her to her duties and the rules of the castle. She ignores the others and focuses on knowing her duties. “The prince is kind most of the time except when he is angry, besides all your responsibilities his word is the last word for you unless it comes from someone superior than him. You are to make sure he is comfortable and do what he says.” the lady says while (y/n) follows her to the prince’s chamber. It is so big, she can’t believe this is for one person. (Y/n) nods and the woman leaves the room. The prince will have other maids too but it is her prime duty to take care of the prince. She is yet to meet the prince, she is nervous and hopes to do a good job. (Y/n) has heard stories about the prince and his beauty, so many princesses and royal ladies want to marry him but none has peaked his interest as of yet to become his queen, on the other hand he is quite the womanizer. Known to have multiple physical relations. She does the work she has been instructed to do, and after completing it she waits in his chamber. It’s quite late, will the prince not return today? is he with one of his partners? not that it concerns her but she is unsure of what to do. She knows she has to arrange everything for the prince, for him to rest for the day, draw him a bath, keep his night clothes ready, but what if the prince doesn’t return. Even though she hasn’t got any such information she is unsure of what to do, she surely can’t spend the night there but she can’t leave yet. She decides to go out to get some information about the arrival of the prince. Just when she is about to reach for the door, it opens with a light thud and the prince comes in like a storm into the room and into her life. A few men are standing outside the door, waiting for orders. He tells them they can leave now, they courtesy and leave. He has not yet totally looked at her, he is at the door. He shuts the door after the men leave and is about to turn around when a sudden wave of nervousness hits (y/n). She hasn’t really cared about how she looks and tries her best to not get hurt at the insults thrown at her but what if the prince is disgusted with her? what if she loses her job even before she gets to prove herself just because of the way she looks? He turns and she bows down in a courtesy. “Your highness I am your new personal attendant” He hasn’t said anything and she is nervous to stand up and look at him. “I see” he finally says. She stands straight and they finally look at each other properly. She knows she is not supposed to look eye to eye with the prince for a long time but she cannot help it. The stories about his beauty do no justice to him, he is quite the sight. There is a slight smirk plastered on Ransom’s face which she almost fails to notice.

“I will quickly draw a bath for you my prince” she is about to go to the bath when his voice stops her. “What did you just call me?” Is that anger in his voice? She is not sure. She quickly starts apologizing. “Please forgive me your highness I-“ Ransom too cannot exactly comprehend whether he is angry or not. ‘My prince’, no one has called him that before, he should be angry about not being addressed properly but he is not, he likes it. “No, it’s alright, you can call me that.” She doesn’t know what to say and decides to nod and focus on her work.

His royal bath is beautiful and smells so nice. She arranges everything and he comes in. She is about to leave when he calls out for her. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” the prince is surprisingly nice to her, even though he is known to be kind, at times he can be quite rude with the help. She looks at him when he lifts his hand to side and points at his clothes. She is supposed to disrobe him. A sudden blush creeps up her face at that thought. “I am sorry your highness I’ll do it right now” she goes to disrobe him. He looks at her face, hard at work, trying to look professional, trying to not get nervous. “No, call me that” she looks up at him, almost losing herself in his blue eyes. “Yes my prince”. He smiles with approval.

As he enters in the bath she excuses herself to come back with a towel and fresh set of clothes. All this while trying to avoid looking at him and his body.

She is done for the day and ready to retire to her much smaller chamber. “Wait” he stops her. “What’s your name?” She was told not to talk much about her unless asked, mostly the royals didn’t care about knowing about the help. “(Y/n)” she answers. He nods and she leaves. Well it was quite an interesting first day.

A month has passed. Ransom and (Y/n) have got into a nice rhythm. She does her job efficiently and he is kind to her. He Informs her when he won’t come back for the night, sometimes accompanied with a smirk as if to make it even clearer why. She is dutiful and efficient. Within a month she has grown a little attached to the prince, she tries to ignore it but can’t, one night the prince asked her to stay a little longer and decided to have a little chat with her. He talked about his life and how it’s going to change when he is king, he asked about her and her life. Another day he was really angry for some reason and that was the first and only time yet he yelled at her, she didn’t do anything wrong, he was just very angry. Later he indirectly apologized to her.

Everything is going smoothly. It’s (y/n)’s birthday today, which she had mentioned once to Ransom, but she never expected him to actually remember it, he brought a small necklace for her which is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. “This is too kind of you my prince but I don’t think I can take this”. she says politely. “You can and you will, it’s for you.” the little dominance in his voice suddenly hit her some way she hasn’t experienced before. She accepts his gift. “Thank you so much for this it’s so beautiful, thank you.” Ransom looks at her expressions, so happy because of a necklace. But it isn’t just a necklace, it’s his gift, him who matters so much to (y/n) more than she would like to admit.

He goes about his work for the day, she feels giddy and starts working. She has a constant smile on her face. She decides to wear the necklace in the evening, a better dress for that day, nothing compared to what the royal ladies wore but it was nice. She is waiting for him to return to show him that she is wearing the necklace. Someone storms in his chambers and it’s not him.

She is about to speak when the lady speaks, seems to be a royal from her appearance, tall, beautiful, fancy clothes, she is not from this castle though, (y/n) has never seen her before.

“Don’t you have the basic etiquette to bow down before a royal lady?” she is arrogant. (y/n) bows down. “I am sorry my lady, but I wasn’t informed about the prince having a guest in his chambers tonight” the lady scoffs at her words. “Oh I am sorry no one informed you little miss, considering you are so significant.” her words are harsh. (y/n) tries to speak again but she is interrupted. “Leave at once you good for nothing servant, the prince and I will spend the night together.” (y/n) knows the prince’s word is the last word for her and unless he tells her to go she can’t. “Looks like you are deaf. I am talking to you, you fat bitch, I said get out of this room now.” she apologizes to the lady and says she can’t until Prince Ransom tells her. “I am soon to be the new queen you better listen to me or I’ll have you fired.” (y/n) is yet to process her words. The new queen? The prince is getting married? Of course he will get married eventually but so soon?

“God I have no idea how the prince deals with you, you’re dumb and disgusting to look at. I said fuck off bitch.” why is this lady being so rude to her? why are her words affecting her so much, is she only affected by the words or the new information about Ransom’s marriage is also to blame? The lady comes up to her to say something when she spots the necklace. “Where did you get this? Did you steal it? a poor commoner like you cannot afford it for sure then how did you get it?” (Y/n) isn’t someone to get easily nervous or threatened but right now she is very vulnerable and emotional thus her words affect her more. “T-the prince gave it to m-me” she doesn’t look her in the eyes. The lady laughs dryly. “Why would he give anything to someone like you? it’s not like you’re pretty to gain his interest, so why? This necklace is too pretty to belong to someone like you.” the lady is about to touch the necklace when Ransom comes in. “Stay away from her”. Both women stand to find Ransom fuming. “How dare you come to my chambers without my permission?” She tries to feign innocence and tries to suck up to Ransom “Ransom I came to give you a surprise, thought we could spend the night together.” she says in a seductive manner which makes (y/n) look away. “Firstly you will address me as ‘your highness’ and secondly get out of my chamber” she tries to object but the prince is not ready to listen “I was trying to be civil all this while but it ends now, let me be very clear that I will never agree to this marriage and I will make sure the king knows about it.” She huffs and storms out of the room.

(Y/n) keeps standing there with tears in her eyes, touching the necklace as if to protect it. “(Y/n)?” she still doesn’t look at him, in fact she starts crying. Ransom rushes up to her. He touches her shoulders gently, this the first time he has touched her. “Don’t cry (y/n), she is gone.” Ransom rubs her shoulders gently while she sobs “S-she said I stole the necklace and w-was about to take it off” she says in between sobs “I would have got you another one” he says with promise in his words. “But I love this one, this necklace means so much to me, I don’t want to lose it ever.” Ransom is taken aback, she is crying because she was scared to lose the necklace, his gift. “It does look very pretty on you” His words work as magic as she gradually stops crying, but suddenly she takes in his words and becomes aware of his touch. It’s so comforting, she doesn’t want him to remove his hands, they are so warm. But she knows her place very well to think about anything else. She moves back from his touch and bows down with an apology. “I am sorry my prince, I- I got emotional.” Ransom moves closer again “I understand, in fact I am happy that you like the necklace so much.” he looks at the necklace sitting on her neck. He used to think she can’t look any more beautiful than she already is but the necklace, his gift, made her glow even more. “Of course, you gave it to me, I love this necklace so much.” she smiles with faded tears still visible in her eyes.

“Look I don’t know what she said to you but remember you’re good at your job and you’re kind. Don’t think she is better than you just because she has royal blood. You work hard to earn for you and your family, you’re strong and kind. If she has insulted you then I’m sure none of it is true, you’re so nice (y/n)” She takes in his words. “She called me inefficient which I know I am not,but” Ransom raises his eyebrows as if to ask ‘but what’? “but she also said that I don’t look good and disgusting to look at, which is true, no matter how much I try to ignore it, my weight and my appearance have always awarded me with insults. I try not to think about it but if all these people are saying that I look bad then it must be true.” She starts crying again. “Well if all these people are saying that then they are nothing but ignorant idiots” he says as he moves closer to her and wipes off her tears. She is surprised at this action. “The things I am going to say next are something that won’t be very princely of me and won’t be very professional, but seeing you like this, being so close to you, I know if I don’t say them I’ll regret it later and I don’t want to.” He stares into her eyes.

“(Y/n) you’re one of the most beautiful women I have ever met, what makes you more beautiful is your kind heart. I have never had friends, neither am I close to my cousins or other relatives except my grandfather, but it changed when I met you, I got close to someone I least expected to. You’ve made me kinder, I was sometimes quite rude to the help, but listening to you talk about the struggles of people made me softer to them. This is just one of the thousand things I have learned from you. You’ve made me a better person. You are my friend even though what I feel for you is not completely platonic. A part of me wants to wrap you in my arms and just hold you there and feel your warmth. Another part of me wants to feel your warmth in a different way. If you think I didn’t notice your blush the first time you disrobed me you’re wrong, if you think I don’t notice your smiles and giggles when I appreciate your work you’re wrong. I don’t know if you feel what I feel for you but all I know is that I care about you more than I have ever cared about anyone. I want to protect you. I want to be with you, (Y/n) I love you.”

He stops after that heartfelt monologue and takes deep breaths waiting for (Y/n) to say something. “My prince you’re soon to be king I can’t possibly be someone you can love, I am a nobody” she looks away. “Look at me” she does “You’re not nobody to me, you’re very important to me, even with this big family I have always felt alone, but not with you, your companionship means a lot to me. All I ask from you is that if you return my feelings then tell me now, don’t think about anything I’ll take care of everything, just tell me if you love me too, because I feel that you do even if I am not good enough for someone as amazing as you, please (y/n) tell me.” He pleads with his words and with his eyes. “My prince, I don’t know in what way you’re not good enough for someone like me who is unworthy in every sense, I trust you and your words still it’s hard for me to believe that you can love me. If you want to know my feelings then yes, I love you. I love you very much, but I am afraid my feelings are unworthy just like me.” he can’t believe she thinks so, it’s true she isn’t a royal but that is not what makes a person worthy. “I have met many royal people my whole life and not half of them are as worthy as you. Tell me do you love me because of my title or because of who I am” he holds her hand. “Because of who you are.” he places a soft kiss on her hand “Then how can you expect me to not love you just because of your position? I love you because of who you are.” She smiles at that. How much he loves to see her smile. “What are you looking at?” she asks. “You.” he replies. She blushes at his words. He can’t control anymore, he takes her face in his hands and kisses her. The kiss begins as soft and romantic but it soon gets heated and she stops. “My prince what does this mean for us?” that’s right, they are now ‘us’. Ransoms cups her cheeks, “It means I want to make you mine if you give me permission.”

She understands the meaning behind his words and her cheeks get heated. “I want to be yours my prince but what then?” she is sure his family will be against this. “Once you’re mine, you’re mine, I won’t let anything or anyone come between us.” she mentions her worries about his family to which he says “I am going to be the King, my love, I will get to choose who I want and I will make sure it’s you. No matter what we will be together.” (Y/n) feels reassured at his words even if she is nervous, all she knows she won’t give up on the man she loves, she will fight for him if needed. He pecks her forehead.

“Make me yours then my prince”

“As much as I love to hear that, call me Ransom.”

He says and he captures her lips again. (Y/n) has never felt so good before in her life, she has never been intimate with someone till now. She is nervous but eager with anticipation. Soon she is thrown on the large bed and Ransom climbs on top of her. “You want this my love?” She nods, he proceeds to disrobe himself. When he reaches for her clothes she holds his hand as if to stop him. “I have never done this before, what if you don’t like what you see, my body isn’t very attractive.” He smiles and continues to disrobe her. “I am sure I would love what I see, and I can’t wait.”

There she lies bare in front of her, wearing only the necklace he gave her. she tries to cover herself but he stops her, he cannot stop looking at her body, all her curves, her soft belly, she is so beautiful. “I am going to pay attention to every inch of your beautiful body my love, just relax for me” He starts kissing her inch by inch, touching her everywhere. Both of them bare and so close to each other like never before.

He kisses down his way through her body paying attention to her chest and belly which makes her make the most beautiful sounds that feels like music to his ears. Ransom has been with many women before but this is different and special, it’s not just lust, it’s love. He can’t wait to taste her and before he does he looks into her eyes and says “I almost forgot to say it, happy birthday my love.” and with that he reaches for her most intimate place with his mouth, taking his time to feel her, how she moves beneath him, how her moans fill up the room, how she tastes. She has never felt this pleasure before. Soon it’s too much for her and she reaches her high which is a complete foreign feeling to her. Ransom looks at her face and admires her. He takes care of her and is gentle with her.

When he is inside her it feels like they were meant to be together. Their bodies and their hearts form a bond together. Ransom makes sure to be as gentle with her as possible, he doesn’t want to hurt her. They fall into a nice rhythm, seems like they always do. They don’t talk anymore just look into each others eyes taking in the moment, the movement of their bodies and the pleasure. They reach their high together. Ransom releases inside her making her his forever, he quickly kisses her, their tongues dancing as if to express their love for each other. When they come down from their high Ransom is about to go get something to clean them when she holds his hand, she doesn’t want him to go away. “I am right here my love, let me just clean us up alright?” he kisses her forehead and brings in a cloth to clean up. He soon comes to the bed again, the bed they made love in for the first time. Ransom holds her close to him. “Mine.” he says. She smiles tiredly and kisses his cheek. “I love you Ransom” “I love you (Y/n)”. They drift off to sleep knowing that no matter what, they have each other.

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the bed you made ✧ ransom drysdale

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pairing: prince!ransom drysdale x fem!reader

prompts: let’s add a tiara (royal au) + second floor (fake relationship) + chris’s pretty boys: ransom drysdale

summary: in which two idiots get married.

word count: 2,332

warnings?: honestly this could have fit on a lot of the apartment floors but idk we’ll just go with the one i put down, fake relationship, one of them caught feelings, angst, not proofread

You eyed Ransom Drysdale, Prince of Cruorvina* and Heir to the Thrombey Throne, as he made his way to the top of the ornate staircase. He’d just left his chambers at the far end of the hallway where no one could see him unless they happened to be facing the hall, slightly disheveled, smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes as he passed a mirror. You pretended to not notice the way one of your personal maids was sneaking out as attention zeroed in on Ransom. Instead, you gave him your most diplomatic smile, linking your arms with him as you walked down the staircase together.

“My maid?” you asked, voice low so only he could hear. “Why not harass one of Meg’s? Or your mother’s? Or your own?”

“Because none of them get quite as agitated as you,” he said. God, you just wanted to slap the smirk right off his face. But you held back. You were not the type of woman to make a scene in public, much less at your own wedding. You still had expectations to live up to. “Remember, this is only to get my parents off my back.”

“I’m aware. But this has gone further than I thought it would. If I recall, you said this would only last as long as it would take for you to find your own bride. And yet...”

“Don’t complain. You are to be Queen. Any other woman would be grateful.”

“Then you should’ve chosen another woman to have gone through with this. I wanted to marry for love. You knew that. And I thought I still had the chance, because you said it would never get this far. I was a fool for trusting you,” you said. By then you reached the center of the ballroom, and Ransom pulled you close to his chest, a waltz beginning, marking your first dance as a married couple. “It matters not. How soon are we expected to produce an heir?”

“Within the year.”

A year of having be in bed with him. A year of fucking him when you had wanted to save yourself for someone you loved. Well, you supposed you had. You had just always thought the man you married would love you back.

“Very well. And the spare?”

“Within three years.”

“And after that?”

“You will be free to do as you please,” he said. “Within reason, of course. You will still be my wife, you will still reside within the castle. But you will be able to take lovers after that.”

“But I assume you won’t provide the same courtesy.”

He almost looked offended. But why should he be? He’d already made it abundantly clear that he was not going to be loyal to you. Hell, he’d even snuck off just after your vows to get his dick wet. What right did he have to act like you were acting unreasonably? “Y/N...”

The waltz ended, and you pulled out of his arms to sink into a curtsy. “I need to go freshen up,” you said as you rose back to a standing position. “Think you can handle entertaining the guests until I get back?”

“I—” He started to say something, but he cut himself off quickly, changing directions so quickly it almost made you wonder if you imagined that he was going to say something else. “Of course.”

You turned away, stepping through the crowd, smiling at the dignitaries you passed by, pausing for moment to thank King Harlan for providing the funds to allow for such a marvelous wedding, before you finally made it to the solitude of the powder room. Your lady’s maid, Liliana, followed after you, closing the door behind her and locking it for privacy.

“Is everything alright, my lady?” Liliana asked.

“It does not matter if it is or isn’t,” you said, leaning against the counter. “What’s done is done.”

This was not the life you would’ve chosen. At the start of the social season, you were the daughter of a duke, looking for a man to wed. Now, you were the woman who would be queen. Oh, if only you had said no when Ransom proposed his deal to you. Things could be so different now.

As the future heir to the throne, Ransom was expected to marry and the sooner the better. Harlan was not expected to live much longer, and rumor had it that a condition in his will said that Ransom must be the one to take the throne. That he’d changed the laws so that Linda would be skipped over entirely. Should that be true, Ransom would have to wed soon, to start having children soon. And, the almighty bachelor had no interest in marriage.

He came to you, the daughter of one of Harlan’s favorite dukes, to play the part of an interest woman. He wanted his family off his back, he’d said. If he showed that he was trying, they would leave him be. And, if you had a prince interested you, your marriage prospects would increase exponentially as people try to win your favor. Thinking that it wouldn’t last long, you agreed.

But you played your part too well. While the rest of his family delighted in ripping you to pieces, you’d somehow won Harlan’s favor. He gave Ransom no choice. Ransom was to marry you.

“Maybe he’ll grow to care for you,” Liliana said.

“Don’t be a fool. He’s a Drysdale. He wouldn’t know emotions if they slapped him in the face.” You shook your head, glancing up at the mirror, shame building up in the pit of your stomach as you looked at the tears welling up in your eyes. “This isn’t a marriage of love. It’s not even a marriage of convenience. It’s a marriage of fools, and I’m trapped. I can’t do anything. If I left, he’d be fine but I’d be ruined. I don’t have a choice...I don’t know if I ever did.”

“Something good could come of it still.”

“Like what? Our future kids? They’d be the only good part of this...relationship. But it will kill me to see their father not even care for them, because you and I both know that he won’t.”

“My lady, you don’t know—”

You turned to her, giving her your iciest glare. “Liliana, you know what he’s done. This entire time he was playing the part of a good man, of a devoted fiancé, he’s been off having his rendezvous. As soon as we were out of the church, he was taking a private carriage back here so that he could chase his own pleasure. He doesn’t care for me, for anyone, but himself. And I’m not going to delude myself into thinking otherwise.” You let out a sad chuckle, looking down at the floor. “I’ve made my bed. Now I must lie in it.”

“I’m sorry, my lady.”

“No, I’m sorry,” you said. “You...You’re trying to make a bad situation better. And I’m beyond grateful for that. But I fear there is no making this better.”

You looked back to the mirror, wiping away the tears that had fallen, trying to make sure that there were no remains of the pain you were feeling. Painting a smile back on your face, you walked past Liliana, unlocking the door, and returning to the celebrations.

You ran into Meg, Ransom’s younger cousin, almost immediately.

“Oh, Lady Y/N!” she said, smiling at you. She was probably the nicest of Ransom’s family, after Harlan of course. But you always had an odd feeling about her, that she would stomp on anyone to save her family, to save herself. Though, you supposed, you were family now. Maybe that meant something. “Or should I start calling you Her Royal Highness now?”

Your stomach turned into knots, and you prayed it didn’t show on your face. “Lady Meg,” you greeted. “There’s no need for that. If anything, you’re allowed to just call me my name.”

“It was a beautiful ceremony,” she said. “People will be talking about it for years to come.”

“Thank you, that means a lot to me. It was...the ceremony I always dreamed of.” But not the husband you had wanted.

“If I may...” she began and, when you nodded, she continued, “I don’t think I’ve seen Ransom happier than when you were walking down the aisle.”

You frowned, thinking back to that moment. Had he looked happy? What had he even looked like? You’d been so focused on walking properly, on just making it through the day without having a breakdown. You’d barely even registered how he had looked through it all. But, thinking back now, you could recall his glassy eyes, the way his hand ran over his face as he tried to keep it together. But...why? This wasn’t the marriage he’d wanted either...Right?

“Really?” you asked before you could stop yourself.

She nodded. “Ransom has always been...well, Ransom. But he’s been more tolerable since you’ve came into his life. You make him a better man.”

That...was not what you were expecting. Had Ransom been acting during that? Trying to prove something to everyone, that this was a marriage of love and passion? But, would he care that much? You weren’t the bride he’d wanted, but you knew he wasn’t wholly unhappy with it. Not like you were. No, he...seemed to enjoy it, if just because his family got off his ass to some degree. Or, was there a chance that there could be something more to all of this? Something you hadn’t been expecting?

“Scram, Meg.” Oh, there he was. You turned, painting your smile on wider as Ransom’s arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to him. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the side of your head, before turning his attention back to his cousin. “Go play with your dolls or something.”

“Ransom, play nice,” you chided. You wouldn’t normally care for what he did or said but...Well, you liked Meg. She was nice to you in a way that the rest of his family wasn’t.

He rolled his eyes, but she didn’t stay long. She bid you goodbye before disappearing into the crowd. Once he had you to himself, his tense body relaxed slightly as he said, “Come with me. I have something to show you.”

You didn’t protest as he led you out of the ballroom, to the balcony overlooking the gardens. You looked up to the night sky, smiling at the twinkling stars. When you were little, you would spend hours in the garden at your parents’ summer home, just lying on the ground, committing the many constellations to memory.

“The stars are beautiful tonight,” you said.

“That’s not the reason I asked you here.”

You looked to him. “Then why?”

He said nothing, looking out at the horizon, his hand resting on the small of your back. And then you heard it. The high-pitched noise echoed in the quiet night, before the loud bang rang out. Bright, explosive colors filled the air, and your heart clenched.

He’d remembered.

Months and months ago, when your engagement had been announced, Harlan had ordered fireworks be set off in celebration. You remembered looking out at them, childlike glee filling you from head to toe, as you’d whispered, “I would watch these every day of my life if I could.”

You hadn’t even thought he was listening. But he had, and he had remembered. And suddenly, you weren’t convinced you knew how things were going to be anymore.

Fat tears rolled down your cheeks as you looked up at him, a wobbly smile on your face. “Thank you.”

He cast you a look, raising his brow. “What for?”

“The fireworks? You...You didn’t...Oh.”

“Harlan set them up,” he said, looking away from you. It felt like your already fragile heart was breaking further. You wondered if you would have any pieces of it left by the time the night was over. “I figured I could at least show you his wedding gift to us.”

“...I should go thank him.”

“Give him my thanks, too.”

You gave him a curt nod, turning away and walking back inside to find Harlan. Ransom remained where he stood, looking out at the fireworks. He was an idiot. This...this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He had it all planned out.

He was supposed to take you out to the balcony, tell you he had asked Harlan to set the fireworks up. Confess to you that he’d been scared, that you made him feel things he couldn’t even begin to describe. And how that scared him so badly. Tell you he hadn’t even done anything with your maid—he’d wanted to, wanted to distract himself from the way you make him feel. Seeing you walking down the aisle just made everything he was struggling with feeling escalate to the point that he was all too aware that you didn’t care for him the same way. That you probably never would. This was all just business to you, just like it had been for him. But, he didn’t want it to be like that anymore. When he tried to sleep with your maid...All he could think of was how she wasn’t you.

Ransom walked back inside, looking over at you as you laughed at something Lord Levinson was saying. He wondered if Ari was the kind of man you would’ve chosen to marry, if Ari was the kind of man you could love. Neither you nor him would ever know. And it was all his fault.

You could never love him. Not when he ruined everything you could’ve ever wanted for your life. He should consider himself lucky you weren’t outright hostile toward him, that you only ever met with polite indifference.

This was the bed he’d made. And now he had to lie in it.

*Cruorvina: from the Latin words “cruor” (blood) and “vina” (wine), a play on Harlan’s publishing company, Blood Like Wine.

#welcometoangstcitywritingchallenge #starryevermore3kwritingchallenge #prince!ransom #royal au #ransom drysdale imagine #ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x fem!reader #ransom drysdale x female reader #ransom drysdale x you #ransom drysdale x y/n #ransom drysdale fanfic #ransom drysdale fan fic #ransom drysdale fan fiction #ransom drysdale fanfiction #ransom drysdale fic #starrywrites #starryevermore

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darkmasterlistyouneveraskedfor · 3 years

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February 14/22 Masterlist Update

Series

From Eden (Bucky Barnes, MCU)

Two of a Kind (Ransom Drysdale, Knives Out & Charles Blackwood, We Have Always Lived in the Castle)

By the King’s Hand (Loki, MCU, Medieval AU)

Urban(e) (Thomas Shelby, Peaky Blinders)

Bent, not Broken (Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes, MCU)

Laisse tomber les filles (Lee Bodecker, The Devil All the Time)

The Handmaiden (Steve Rogers, MCU, Medieval AU)

Oh what a night (Brock Rumlow & Steve Rogers, MCU)

The Little Things in Life (Steve Rogers, MCU, Suburban AU)

Your Daddy Don’t Know (Frank Castle, MCU, DILF!)

Edge of Time (Steve Rogers, Apocalypse AU)

Secrets (Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers, MCU, Royal AU)

Extraction (Jake Jensen, The Losers)

One Night (Andy Barber, Defending Jacob)

Would That I (Heimdall, MCU)

Run for Cover (Steve Rogers, MCU)

Dinner and Diatribes (Bucky Barnes, MCU, Regency AU)

Unearthly Desires (Loki, MCU)

One shot

Let’s Stay Together: Part 2 (Sam Wilson, MCU)

Iron Will (Tony Stark, MCU)

Drag me down / Take me out (Andy Barber, Defending Jacob, frat! AU)

Sweet as honey, hard as nails holiday epilogue (Steve Rogers, MCU)

That time of year (Jake Jensen, The Losers & Ransom Drysdale, Knives Out)

A Splintered Holiday (Clark Kent, DCU)

No Way Out (Andy Barber, Defending Jacob & August Walker, Mission Impossible)

Flower in the Crack (Billy Russo, MCU)

Stowaway (Aros, MCU)

Harder to Breathe (Norman Osborn/Green Goblin, Raimi/MCU)

The house by the river (Ransom Drysdale, Knives Out)

The Watcher (Rick Flag, DCU)

Sweet as Silence (Tormund Giantsbane, Game of Thrones)

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nekoannie-chan · 3 years

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Reading list guidelines

Hi! This is Annie, here are my reblog guidelines during 2023:

You MUST to TAG ME in your fic, I know some people discontinued their tag list, unfortunately Dumblr doesn’t notify me and I don’t have enough time to check blog by blog because I follow lots of people.

TAG all the WARNINGS, there’s some topics I’m not comfortable with. Please respect my boundaries and triggers as I respect yours.

Must be posted on Tumblr. I wanna support writers on here, so please, no links to another fanfic platform.

Every Friday a weekly list will be published (unless something happens in my life), so lists will have between 7-42 fics.

Use ‘read more’ if word counts is over 500, please; sometimes I keep fics in my drafts.

Would be amazing if you following, I swear I’m not a bad person, just a grumpy one.

Could take between 1 to 2 months I reblog your work, sometimes I’m slow because of school or personal stuff, also I always plan my queue at least for a month.

If I like your fic, it means I receive the notification and would be on my queue, but if I don’t like it, you can message me and send me the link, ‘cause probably I didn’t receive the notification. Also, if you notice my likes it means I’m putting your work on my queue with the comment.

If you wanna tag me but not be highlighted, you can send me a message and ask it politely.

I just wanna support people, and hope people support me too, so I just do this for fun, I’m no gonna tolerate hate or something negative, so if you send me something like that, I will block you without hesitation; this also applies if someone is rude with me.

I’m okay with dark, smut, fluff, angst, horror, etc., just please, tag properly.

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Characters and fandoms I read below the break.

❤ Marvel characters I read:

Steve Rogers.

Brock Rumlow.

Runaways.

Tandy Bowen.

Ororo Munroe.

Sue Storm.

Johnny Storm.

Lorna Dane.

Nico Minoru.

Clarice Fong/Ferguson.

Rogue.

John Proudstar.

Stepford Cuckoos.

Logan/Wolverine.

Magik.

PRIDE.

Jubilee.

Sinthea Schmidt.

Janet van Dyne.

Doctor Doom.

Amora.

Felicia Hardy.

Madelyne Pryor.

Mister Sinister.

Rachel Leighton.

Dottie Underwood.

Michael Morbius.

Ana/Satana Helstrom.

Daimon Helstrom.

Lauren Strucker.

Andy Strucker.

Hellfire club.

Jessica Jones.

Jack Rollins.

The divine pairing.

GertChase.

Deanoru.

Thunderblink.

Morgan le Fey.

Tina Minoru.

❤ Knives out characters I read:

Ransom Drysdale.

Meg Drysdale.

❤ Charmed characters I read read:

Piper Halliwell.

Leo Wyatt.

Prue Halliwell.

Cole Turner.

❤ Desperate housewives’ characters I read:

Bree Van de Kamp.

Gabrielle Solis.

Susan Mayer.

Julie Mayer.

Katherine Mayfair.

Angie Bolen.

❤ Snowpiercer characters I read:

Lilah Junior “LJ” Folger.

❤ Money heist characters I read:

Tokyo.

Pamplona.

❤ Grey’s anatomy characters I read:

Izzie Stevens.

Cristina Yang.

Amelia Sheperd.

Callie Torres.

Denny Duquette.

Stephanie Edwards.

Erica Hahn.

Nicole Herman.

❤ 9-1-1 characters I read:

Evan “Buck” Buckley.

Howie Han.

Maddie Buckley.

Abby Clark.

❤ American Horror story characters I read:

Misty Day.

Moira O’Hara.

Fiona Goode.

Lana Winters.

Cordelia Foxx.

Ally Mayfair-Richards.

Mallory.

❤ The Walking Dead characters I read:

Andrea Harrison.

Glenn Rhee.

Rosita Espinosa.

❤ Battle Royale characters I read:

Mistuko Souma.

Shūya Nanahara.

❤ Other stuff I read:

Original horror/terror stories.

Any horror movie killer.

Any Frank Grillo characters.

Any Ko Shibasaki characters.

Tomie.

Nanno.

❤ I’m not reading:

No pedo fics.

No underage smut.

No toilet, bodily fluids, bestiality.

No incest.

No A/B/O.

No RPF.

No Social Media AU.

Staron.

Steggy.

Romanogers.

Taserbones.

#Annie recommends #reblog guidelines #reading list guidelines #reading guidelines

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gotnofucks · 4 years

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(updated 26 October 2021)

MARVEL

+++++

Steve Rogers

One-Shots

Choose : Steve realizes he can’t let you go when you’re stuck in a safe house with him (dark!steve x reader)

Ball's In Your Court : Steve and Y/n have been playing games for years. But now that Rogers is acting like a little bitch, Y/n throws him a curve ball that will either make them or break them.

Pot of Gold : You went broke and bet your pussy.

Special Training : Steve takes special interest in your training (dark!Steve x Reader)

Nectar: Steve's waited a long time to have you again after the birth of your daughter. (soft!dark King Steve x Reader)

Their Poison : A billionaire, a sorcerer and a soldier walk into a bar. Their only poison of choice is you. (Dark!Steve x dark!Tony x dark!Stephen x reader)

The Airport Cliché : You make sure your love story has the necessary cliché to make it legit.

No One's Bitch: If Steve thought you'll bend to his will, he was dead wrong. This kitty has some claws (dark!Steve x Reader)

Bartered: You were his, despite wearing another man's ring on your hand. (Dark!Steve x Reader)

Renewing Vows: Steve reminds you of your promises as his wife. (Dark!Steve x Reader)

Colour Me Red: Your boss is chasing you like the proverbial hound of hell, and one vibrant shade of red is going to be his undoing, and yours.

Midnight Adventures: He thinks you’re trying to escape him, even though he’d made it clear who you belong to. Though the truth is far more innocuous than that. (soft!dark Steve x Reader)

Lover's Quarrel: You have the powers to resurrect if you’ve been murdered, and a jealous Steve Rogers indulges heavily in your abilities. He would not let you steal his best friend, that was for sure. So what, if your rivalry regularly caused fire and harm to public property? You just couldn’t let the other win.

The Journey to Daddy: Five times you call Steve 'daddy', and one time he asks you to.

In Mind and Heart : When your former supersoldier lover shows up at your door a year later, the last thing you expect him to do is ask for another fuck. You let in him because of friendship, and he refused to let you go because of love. This was not how it was supposed to go. (Soft!dark Steve x Reader)

Murder at the Whorehouse : When Sergeant Barnes assigns you a murder case at the brothel, you didn’t know you’d cross paths with Steve Rogers who was a bigger mystery than the case itself. (Ft. Stucky x Reader)

Series

At His Alter: You fall in love with a man already belonging to someone else. (Priest!Steve)

Condemned To Him: It’s hard to love someone you were meant to hate. But Steve doesn’t care, and he will have your love no matter how much you deny it. (soft!dark!Steve x Reader)

Happily Ever After : Steve won't take no for an answer (dark!Steve x Reader)

Happily Ever After-2 : You are welcomed in your new life, as the bride of Steve Rogers (dark!Steve x Reader)

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

Post Traumatic Fuck Fest (Steve Rogers)

Please Hurt me (Mob!Steve Rogers)

Peeping Tom (Steve Rogers)

+++++

Bucky Barnes

One-Shots

Madness, Thy name is Barnes: You and Bucky put on a show for the team

Night Ritual : You and Bucky have a night time ritual

Lovely Shade of Green : Jealousy is a very good look on your boyfriend

Fallen Together : Bucky and you spend a winter morning in each other's arms

Hide-And-Eat : Nothing stops Bucky when he's hungry for you.

Gluttony is a Sin : You and Bucky put a little something extra in your food and Sam learns Gluttony is a sin for a reason

Promised to Him : You return back to your town after years, hoping to start anew. But faces of the past reappear, set to fulfill promises you had made years ago. (dark!Biker!Bucky x Reader)

To the beat of sin : In the heat of music, you do something that makes Bucky mad. He reminds you of who you belong you, but you have a lesson for him too. (rockstar!Bucky x rockstar!reader)

The Second Coming: You were about to marry the love of your life. You were ready to be happy and determined to be a good wife. But then he returned. Your past came into your life to remind you that he would never let you go, and there is little you could do to stop him. (Royal AU) (dark!Bucky x Reader, ft. Peter Parker)

A Sack of Skin: You had thought burying him would have rid you of him. But he came back to haunt you in the worst way possible. (Dark! Ghost!Bucky x Reader, Possessed!Steve x Reader)

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

A love there is no cure for (WS Bucky)

+++++

Steve x Reader x Bucky

One-Shots

Going Against Nature : Steve and Bucky would change the laws of nature if that’s what would take to make you theirs. or: Steve and Bucky don’t like it when you smell like Peter Parker. (dark!alpha!Steve x reader, dark!alpha!Bucky x reader) A/B/O

Meet the Parents : You're daddies little girl and Peter wants to take you out (featuring Peter Parker)

Murder at the Whorehouse : When Sergeant Barnes assigns you a murder case at the brothel, you didn’t know you’d cross paths with Steve Rogers who was a bigger mystery than the case itself.

Series

•Master of His Own Fate: As far as Bucky knew, fate would not decide who you belong to. Very twisted dark soulmate AU. (dark!Bucky x Reader, dark!Steve x Reader)

Master of His Own Fate-2

•Their Surrogate : When Steve and Bucky ask you to be the surrogate mother for their child, you couldn’t say no. (dark!Steve x Reader, dark!Bucky x Reader)

Their Surrogate - 2 Their Surrogate-3 (completed)

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

Bound and Blindfolded (Stucky x Reader)

+++++

Stephen Strange

Congruence : Stephen and Loki want you. You are confused. Wong is an angsty person. (featuring Loki)

Their Poison : A billionaire, a sorcerer and a soldier walk into a bar. Their only poison of choice is you. (Dark!Steve x dark!Tony x dark!Stephen x reader)

+++++

Loki

Congruence : Stephen and Loki want you. You are confused. Wong is an angsty person. (featuring Stephen Strange)

+++++

Tony Stark

Series

•My Little Girl: Prince Tony hunts you on the royal hunting trip (dark!Tony Stark x reader)

My Little Girl - 2: Prince Tony has taken you, but keeping you proves more difficult that he imagined. (dark!Tony Stark x reader, slight dark!Steve x reader)

My Little Girl-3

One-Shots

Their Poison : A billionaire, a sorcerer and a soldier walk into a bar. Their only poison of choice is you. (Dark!Steve x dark!Tony x dark!Stephen x reader)

+++++

Peter Parker

Protected : How were you to know who's a monster, who's a savior when they all hide behind a mask (dark!Peter x reader)

Meet the Parents : You're daddies little girl and Peter wants to take you out (featuring Stucky)

+++++

SamBucky

Parts of Whole: Steve would see his OTP's ship sail, even from across the grave (ft. Steve Rogers)

Sam Wilson

To Sin in Love: You're forced to choose between the man who owns your heart and the one who owns your soul. (Ft. Lucifer)

RANSOM DRYSDALE

One-Shots

One Day : Ransom meets sub!reader but she won’t kneel for him

Thirty One Days : Ransom and you are on a month-long challenge. Who will win and what are the stakes?

The Unreformed Rake: Ransom Drysdale is a notorious rake, but he seems to have taken a shine to you. When he plans to make you his, nothing would stand in his way. No is not a word he understands. (Soft!dark Ransom x Reader)

The Fated Mate: Ransom always knew he’d be your alpha. Despite you not presenting yet, he just knew you were meant to be his. No matter how much you ran, you always found him waiting for you at the end of the line. They said it was fated, and sometimes fate was a bitch. (A/B/O)

Sleeping Beauty: He waits for sleep to claim you, so that he can do the same later (dark!Ransom Drysdale x Reader) Kinktober Day 1

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

Breeding Kink + Housewife Kink w/Ransom

ANDY BARBER

One-Shots

Golden Cage : You asked Andy to take your case and he asked for you to give yourself to him as payment. (soft!dark!Andy Barber x Reader)

Trespassing : You trespass on forbidden land, catching the eye of the creature that dwells within. (dark!demon!Andy Barber x Reader)

No Judgements: An Omega in heat is never fit to make a fair judgement, especially not when her delicious meat of an Alpha is concerned. (A/B/O)

His Responsibility : When you're pregnant and scared, Andy decides he will take the responsibility, whether you want it or not. (dark!Andy x reader)

A Man's World: To advance in a man’s world, you must allow one to own you. He promises you success, as long as you give yourself to him. (soft!dark!Andy Barber x Reader)

LEE BODECKER

One-Shots

Sweet Tooth : Sheriff, you and his sweet tooth

The Claiming of the Sheriff: You wanted him, he wanted you. But he was too honourable and you were too greedy. So you made the choice for both of you. (dadsbestfriend!Lee x soft!dark Reader)

Series

•Sell My Soul : You cut a deal with the Sheriff to save your brother (dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader)

Sell My Soul -2 : Your husbands finds a secret you’ve been keeping and he is not happy. (dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader)

Sell My Soul - 3 : Last part to the series (soft!dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader)

Drabbles Masterlist

SHERLOCK HOLMES

One-Shots

What's Your Escape : Sherlock could never resist a mystery, especially not one as deliciously wrapped as you (dark!Sherlock Holmes x reader)

Death by Pleasure : Death by Pleasure isn't a thing. Is it? (Dark!Sherlock Holmes x Reader)

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

A worthy throne (Sherlock Holmes)

CHRIS EVANS

One-Shots

Loving Dodger : Your journey of overcoming your fear of dogs to loving Dodger.

Muse Music : Chris plays for you

Chemical Romance: Chris won't have you running away from him. You're his. He owns your heart, and now he'll own all of you.

AUGUST WALKER

One-Shots

Compromise: Your surrender to him would ensure the safety of the world (dark!August Walker x Reader)

Prometheus: You disappoint August and must make up for it

Drabbles/Blurbs/Headcanons

Pluto is not a Planet (Hades! August Walker)

LUCIFER

To Sin in Love: You're forced to choose between the man who owns your heart and the one who owns your soul. (Ft. Sam Wilson)

JAKE JENSEN

At the Dinner Table: Request: How about Jake Jensen meeting the reader's parents for the first time and since he's an adorkable idiot, chaos ensues?

Drabbles/Headcanons/Blurbs (Miscellaneous/Multi-characters and fandoms)

When you feel ugly and the boys won't have it (BB, SR, LB, TS, RD, LL, SH)

When Reader is tall and slim and not curvy (SR, BB, RD, LB, AB)

Dick Fingers (very weird ask)

Detention (Severus Snape hc)

Remedial Potions (dark! Severus Snape)

Does your mother know (Hook)

When Reader has anorexia and body image issues (BB, LB, LL)

BODY POSITIVITY CHALLENGE

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thezombieprostitute · 3 months

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💐Zombie's Bouquet Masterlist💐

Here is the entire list of bouquets I wrote, sorted by character. Not all bouquets have been read/answered so they are currently crossed out, to be updated later. Please let me know if you prefer a different sorting method!

A thousand thanks, again, to everyone who made this possible!

Andy Barber

Idiots in Love, Bookstore, Smut

Ari Levinson

Friends to Lovers; Bookstore; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Mafia; Soft Dark Grumpy/Sunshine; Omegaverse; Smut Idiots in Love; Mafia; Smut Idiots in Love; Omegaverse; Fluff Only one bed; Mafia; Smut

Bucky Barnes

Grumpy/Sunshine; Bookstore; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Bookstore; Soft Dark Grumpy Sunshine; Mafia; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Omegaverse; Smut Idiots in Love; Coffee Shop; Fluff Rivals to Lovers; Academia; Fluff Rivals to Lovers; Soulmate; Smut

Curtis Everett

Forced Proximity; Soulmate; Smut Friends to Lovers; Bookstore; Smut Grumpy/Sunshine; Bookstore; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Bookstore; Platonic Idiots in Love; Soulmate; Fluff Secret Dating; Omegaverse; Fluff

Hal Carter

Only One Bed; Soulmate; Fluff

Jake Jensen

Fake Dating, Soulmate; Smut Friends to Lovers; Omegaverse; Smut Grumpy/Sunshine, Flower Shop, Fluff Idiots in Love; Flower Shop; Smut Secret Dating; Academia; Smut

Johnny Storm

Rivals to Lovers; CEO/Corporate; Fluff

Jonathan Pine

Fake Dating; CEO/Corporate; Fluff Only one bed; CEO/Corporate; Soft Dark

Lee Bodecker

Forced Proximity; Flower Shop; Dark

Lloyd Hansen

Forced Proximity; Mafia; Soft dark

Mace

Fake Dating; Omegaverse; Platonic

Nick Fowler

Forced Proximity; CEO/Corporate; Soft Dark Rivals to lovers; Academia; Smut

Ransom Drysdale

Arranged marriage; Royal AU; Fluff Fake Dating; CEO/Corporate; Fluff Fake Dating; Shifter; Soft Dark Only one bed; Mafia; Soft Dark Rivals to Lovers, CEO/Corporate, Soft Dark

Steve Rogers

Forced Proximity; Academia; Fluff Forced Proximity; Omegaverse; Soft Dark Forced Proximity; Soulmate; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Flower Shop; Fluff Idiots in Love; Bookstore; Fluff/Smut Idiots in Love; Soulmate; Fluff Only One Bed, Coffee Shop, Fluff Rivals to Lovers; Soulmate; Soft dark

Syverson

Rivals to Lovers; Omegaverse; Dark

Walter Marshall

Grumpy/Sunshine; Bookstore; Fluff Grumpy/Sunshine; Omegaverse; Fluff Only One Bed; CEO/Corporate; Soft Dark

#💐Zombie's Bouquet Event💐#drabbles

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shamrockqueen · 3 months

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For the inbox game: tell us the titles of your three favourite works in progress. plz and thank you😘

My 3 favorites that I’ve posted are

- omega retreat : the reception on it has been amazing and after working on its outline and still adding new pieces after having the idea 2 valentines day’s ago it felt so good to finally debut it.

- Grizzly : it holds a special place in my heart as it was the second chapter fic I’d posted as the ShamrockQueen and although it still has one chapter to go that I have yet to finish after all this time, I still think about it every day. The angst felt perfect, the heartbreak, the mental anguish, and the Omega Alpha dynamic felt through different personality pairings. Curtis being more dotting, Andy being softer, and Jake being the one who needed to be comforted by the Omega. It’s my favorite by far.

- little witch : it will always be my first. It was rewritten before being posted and then some chapters got rewritten after it was posted. It still to this day has no definite ending and I wish I would working on all the time. It is definitely one I’ll end up going back to and doing a total overhaul before posting a new chapter.

My favorites out of ones I haven’t posted

- candy house : I love fairy tails, and a Hansel and gretal theme where the reader stumbled upon the house of dark Bucky baker sounded so dreamy. It was one of my original ideas I’d been saving until it was ready, I already have cover art and chapter outlines but no ending yet.

- Heavy is the head : it’s a Ransom drysdale medieval kingdom Au. Royal Ransom x maid reader that spirals into murder and dethronement. There are a lot of Darky and Needy Ransom elements that I loved but again without an ending I didn’t want to send it out (kinda learned the hard way the last time I did that). It is another older idea I’d had back when Knives out had come out, but I’ve just held onto it.

- Good girls, bad girls : This one was fairly newer. It’s a Chris Evan’s multi character 3 part fic that is just waiting patiently to got out there. It’s based on the song Good Girls by 5 seconds of summer, and I’m saving it for a big project I’ve been working on. So this fic may not see the light of day for maybe another year.

Please let me know what your favorites are, whether they were oneshots or continuous stories. Thank you so much @thorfics for asking me. I’ll be sure to ask you some of my own questions here soon.

#ask game #writer games #fanfic game #fanfic writers #fanfic writing #tumblr games #fic game

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annathesillyfriend · 3 years

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Anna's April Fic Recs ✨

Hello everyone, wellcome to my April fic recommendations (part 1) masterpost! This is a new thing I want to try to do and create a list like that twice a month. It really pains me that the amazing authors out there don't get the recognition they dereserve so I'm gonna do what I can to spread my love for them. I also hope more people will get to experience the joy of reading all these wonderful works!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much! To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It's the least we could do to show our gratitude.

Without further ado, here are the fic I read this month and adored

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Take a chance on me by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, single mum!au, fwb to lovers

Bucky's game nights by @eurynome827

series, slow burn, they're playing games with their hearts

Baby fever by @youlightmeupfinn

one-shot, who wouldn't want that man as their baby daddy?

All yours by @babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky

A single thread by @jobean12-blog

one-shot, coffeeshop with Buck

New adventures by @celestialbarnes

one-shot, best friends to lovers

Beautiful girl by @borkingbarnes

one-shot, a morning with Buck

Erase every trace by @angrythingstarlight

one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky

What you need by @buckycuddlebuddy

one-shot, 18+, best friend and roommate!Bucky, a cam is involved 👀

Cookies, kisses and such by @sweetbucky

one-shot, friends to lovers

The Match by @/babyboibucky

series, ceo!bucky

Policework by @jurassicbarnes

one-shot, police detectives!au

Eyes on you by @kleohoneyao3

one-shot, 18+

Take me as I am, whoever I am by @/jurassicbarnes

one-shot, 18+

Greedy by @/babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, hot hot hot!

Destructive by @buckybarnesdiaries

one-shot, Bucky's scared of his feelings

Sunday kinda' love by @msmarvelwrites

one-shot, 18+, some things are more important than breakfast

Separation, connection (part 2) by @firefly-in-darkness

two-shot, 18+, the angst is strong in this one

Angel on her knees by @/babyboibucky

one-shot, 18+, Bucky gets some love hehe

Feelings are fatal by @sunmoonandbucky

series, steve leaves to be with Peggy, reader deals with the loss

It's messy inside, let me take your coat by @/divine-mistake

one-shot, 18+, plus size!reader

Beautiful people by @nacho-bucky

series, plus size!reader, the most real, beautiful, human story

Sam Wilson

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Taste Of Your Lips - 2.

Prince!Ransom x Reader AU

Part 2 of the Taste Of Your Lips series

Themes throughout the series: fluff, smut, angst

You walked through the grand doors of the castle yet again. Accompanied by your parents this time.

You were all dolled up, not as extravagantly like last night but your mother insisted that you wear another, more simpler but still peach, dress.

‘He’ll like it’ she had said, while she helped you put on the dress.

‘He’s a terrible person! I can’t marry him.’ you argued, while you let her do your hair in soft curls.

‘That was during his reckless youth days, sweetie. I’m sure he’s a fine man now. He’ll keep you well and happy.’ your mother, as expected, defended the Prince.

And now here you were; standing in between your parents, facing the King and the Prince, Ransom – who had a smirk on ever since you walked into the room. He was well-dressed, in dark blue this time. His face was just as handsome as last night but somehow, you couldn’t believe he was the same man.

Last night, when you didn’t know who he truly was, he seemed so kind, and gentle and caring.

But right now he seemed authoritative, and just as arrogant as they said he was. Chest puffed out; wearing an exquisite, velvet, dark blue cloak which accentuated his eyes, with his crown on his head – the one he was so proud of, and holding his trustee sword by his side – which bore the kingdom’s emblem and jewels; you had heard he was skilled with a sword but you had never witnessed it.

He looked powerful. Even when he bowed down a little to greet your mother; lightly kissing the back of her hand. You could see it on your mother’s face – she was falling for his façade just like you did last night.

Your father and the King talked in hushed tones, while the Prince was surely buttering up your mother with his sweet talks. Like he did to you last night.

You stood there, keeping your eyes to the ground. You were fine; calm and collected. But then your body went all crazy when he walked over to you and held your hand and brought it up to his lips – all while staring deep into your soul.

Your lips parted in surprise and your heart fluttered despite how much you tried not to give into his touch.

“I like you better without the masks.” He murmured against the back of your hand, his soft lips brushing faintly against your skin and making your whole body tingle. “You look so beautiful.” He whispered again as he gently lowered your hand and let his eyes roam your appearance; taking in your beauty.

Only when he stared into your eyes did you realize how much you had badmouthed the Prince, to himself, last night.

You felt ashamed under his stare and lowered your eyes again. You thought he would walk away but instead he spoke up, loud and clear and announced that he would like to take you for a walk around the castle grounds and show you the famous gardens.

Blinded by his charm, the King and your parents agreed immediately. And Ransom held your hand in his and led the way again, like he did last night. And while the two of you walked away from your parents, your heart raced.

What if he was angry at all that you said last night? Sure, you didn’t like the man but that doesn’t mean that you didn’t fear the power he had. Hell, he could have you executed for all that bad things you said about him last night. He was the Prince for goodness sake!

But all your worries went away soon, because once you two were out of the castle and alone in the gardens, Ransom pulled your close to him and pressed his lips to yours again. You were frozen; in shock as he kissed you deeply, one of his hand holding the back of your head while the other was at your waist, pressing your body to his.

He tugged on your lower lip as he pulled away reluctantly. “I’ve missed you, beautiful.” He whispered against your lips as he pressed his forehead to yours, holding your body gently. Your heart fluttered, and you were all warm and tingly again.

But then you remembered last night, and all of his lies. And you got out of his grip and pushed him off you, creating some distance between the two of you. You got over whatever trance it is he seems to put you in whenever he touches you, and you faced him with a stern face.

You could tell that this wasn’t the reaction he expected.

“You lied to me.” You finally decided to confront him.

He smirked. “Did I?” he said, smugly.

You scoffed, almost unable to believe at how cocky he actually was. “Yes. Yes you did. You said your name was Hugh!”

He chuckled. “Where’s the lie in that? My first name is Hugh, I just prefer to go by Ransom.” He answered, as if daring you to keep on arguing.

“You said you were a relative to the King!” you pointed out again.

He kept on smirking. “I am.” He answered calmly. “I am his son.” He had the kind of smirk which put you in a dilemma – you didn’t know whether you wanted to smack his pretty face, or kiss it.

You decided to leave it. So you just sighed in frustration and walked away, further into the garden. Naturally, Ransom followed his lady.

“Come on, don’t be angry at me.” He grabbed you by the hand right when you were about to step onto the little bridge which connected this side of the pond to the other.

Ransom pulled you back into him and placed a hand at your waist, firmly, preventing you from getting away. “You do look beautiful when you’re mad.” He complimented you again.

You looked down again, refusing to let him see that he was making you all hot and bothered. “Let go of me.” You chided, but not wanting to pull away from his warm embrace. “You lied to me.” You said again, visibly upset.

He sighed and leaned in to give you a sweet kiss on the cheek; which only caused you to melt some more in his arms. “I lied, and you insulted me right in my face. I think we’re even, my love.” He whispered, lips brushing against your skin.

You pulled your face away and looked up at him. “Don’t call me that.”

He chuckled at the pout on your face. “Hey, I’m j-,”

“Let go!” you pushed him away again. And this time, he was getting a little bothered by your antics. Here he was, ready to give you all the love, care and affection and here you were, pushing him away.

“Alright enough of this!” he spoke in a much more serious tone and grabbed you by the waist again. He circled his arm around your body and pressed you against him while he grabbed your chin with his other hand. He stared into your eyes again, making you shiver.

“Tell me you didn’t feel anything between us last night.” He whispered softly, leaning in to kiss the side of your mouth. “Tell me you don’t like how I touch you.” he spoke against your skin, his soft lips brushing against the side of your mouth made a tingle dance down your spine. He chuckled when you gasped at how close he was to you. “Tell me you don’t want more.”

He trailed his lips along your jaw and kissed right beneath your ear, making you shiver again. And just like that, you were at a loss of words.

He chuckled and let go of your face. He held your hand and guided you over to the center of the little bridge. The pond looked magical from there; oval in shape, stagnant and deep, but still clear.

You also got an incredible view of the castle towers from here. You looked up and smiled faintly.

Ransom watched you the whole time. He was standing right beside you, his hand carefully placed on the small of your back. He admired you while you admired the view.

You sighed and looked down at the reflection of the two of you in the water; a million thoughts going through your mind at the same time. “Shouldn’t you be marrying a rich, pretty princess from a well-known land?” you asked, and your words made him chuckle.

You knew you were in no place to reject his proposal. So you were looking for excuses. But Ransom saw exactly what you were trying to do; you were trying to talk him out of this.

He leaned in to kiss your cheek again. “You’re no less, my love.” He purposely used the nickname you asked him not to. And he smirked at how you turned your head to glare at him.

You turned to face again. “Are you sure you want to marry m-,”

He cut you off by pulling you closer again and kissing you. He didn’t like how you were belittling yourself. How dare you think you were any less than a princess?

Ransom deepened the kiss, refusing to let go of you just yet. And you melted under his touch again.

He pulled away after a while to look at you. Your lips were a little swollen, and you seemed like you were a little embarrassed given you refused to meet his eyes.

“Hey, look at me.” He placed his index finger against your chin and lifted your face up. “Not to sound like the arrogant prick they say I am but, I don’t lack anything else.” He spoke softly. “I just need you. You’re the woman of my dreams.”

Out of everything people said about him, why did they forget to mention that he could be sweet?

Is he really, or is this just another façade?

The King announced that day that the castle will be hosting a lavish banquet soon; to announce your engagement to the Prince and to officially introduce you as Ransom’s bride-to-be.

Ransom held your hand in his while his father announced this decision in his court. He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “My father seems to like you a lot. I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t tell him that you called me arrogant, pompous and spoilt last night.” he teased, smirking.

You glared at him. He chuckled quietly, tightening his grip around your waist. “Don’t worry, my love. Your secret is safe with me.”

The banquet was to take place in three weeks’ time. And Ransom knew he wouldn’t be able to see you until then, so he kept sending you gifts and tokens of love to show his affection. Anything from fine garments to flowers to jewelry.

You still weren’t sure how you felt about him. Sure, you had been nurturing feelings for him since that night he first kissed your lips. But then, the revelations followed, and his reputation wasn’t necessarily a stainless one. So your feelings for him were still unclear.

Each day you would wake up to something new from the Prince at your doorstep, along with a handwritten note daily. He had messy handwriting, and you always smiled at his terrible attempts to make jokes. Or confess his love through poems. Either way, you were beginning to think that perhaps people had been harsh on him and judged him too quickly.

Maybe no one really knew him, they all were just judging him based on what they heard from other people, who heard from others. Perhaps you did too. Maybe when he was young and reckless he did indeed earn himself a reputation but, couldn’t it be that he’s changed now? That he’s a better man?

As days went on, with each gift, and each bouquet and each token and each love note; you managed to see him in a different light. Perhaps he was more intelligent and kind that you thought. Maybe he had, indeed, changed. And people were just wrong, or didn’t know him enough and judged him anyway based on his past.

Some days passed, and Ransom’s gifts and tokens were incessant. And you were really beginning to have a change of perspective regarding the Prince. Although, there were still rumors and gossip going around that he was still incorrigible and insolent, but you chose to ignore it all.

He made you feel loved, and appreciated. He made you feel special. He made you feel like you weren’t any less than a princess with all his kind and loving words. And all the warm and tingly feelings towards him was coming back again.

But then again, your feelings towards the Prince were tested.

Weeks later, you were returning home one evening; after tutoring some kids at your father’s school, when you overheard something. Two older women walked past you, and you caught bits and pieces of their conversation.

“…he sure is delinquent that boy! He is still at that tavern, possibly getting drunk again!” one of them said.

The other agreed. “I just hope he treats the professor’s daughter right, she’s a sweet child and…”

The sky was getting darker with each passing second, and it was quite a chilly evening so you had the hood of your cloak on. So you were sure the ladies didn’t see who you were. But you heard enough to piece the whole thing together.

So Ransom was getting drunk at the tavern again? Being his old self again? Seems like you had fallen for another one of his façades again. And this time, you had really been nurturing feelings for him, so hearing that he went back to his old ways hurt. It was almost scary.

You debated walking all the way to the tavern and see for yourself. But your parents had made themselves very clear that they wanted you home at a reasonable time, given the banquet was tomorrow.

You sighed in frustration on your way home. It was the eve of your official engagement, and you had just heard that your soon-to-be fiancé was getting drunk at the tavern. Suddenly, all those notes he wrote you, and all the gifts he sent and all the promises he made didn’t matter anymore.

You were wrong, he hadn’t changed a bit it seems. Your emotions were all over the place as you went to bed that night. How could he be so… hard to decipher? How could he be sweet and kind to you, and make you feel like he was more than what they say he is, but then also get back to his old bad habits?

Guess Prince Ransom was just as inconsiderate, immature, arrogant and reckless as they said he was.

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The next morning was hectic. The whole day was. Your mother spent the whole day making sure you looked your best tonight at the banquet. And even today, Ransom sent something for you. It was a lovely tiara, with a note attached to it:

-You’re one step closer to being mine, my love. I cannot wait. I love you, my beautiful girl.

You read it, then read it again. And you were torn; between wanting to believe that he was the good and kind man you met that night at the ball, yet at the same time, there were talks about him going around saying he hadn’t changed from his old ways.

What to believe?

The banquet, as expected, was just as majestic as the ball. It was being held at a different location, but it was just as vast and rich as the masquerade ball had been. The décor was incredible, shades of peach and accents of gold, along with elements of nature tied to it – it looked straight out of a fairytale and for a moment you could only imagine how over the top the actual wedding would be. And it took you a while to realize that the venue’s décor matched your dress perfectly.

You were asked to sit at the main table, beside Ransom and the King of course, along with your parents. There were a lot of speeches, and a lot of cheers and congratulations. Ransom held your hand under the table, and tried to get you to look at him several times but you were still conflicted about your feelings so you didn’t give him any attention all through the night.

As the guests drank more and more, the rather formal banquet morphed into something else. The musicians started playing louder, the chatter and laughter got louder. People started dancing, and everyone seemed happy and carefree in that moment.

You however, needed to step out and get some air. So you did, thinking no one would notice because everyone else was busy with the festivity of the event. But Ransom noticed you. He followed you, out into the balcony. He had noticed your mood was off this whole evening. And he wanted to know why.

You stepped out into the balcony and walked over to the balustrade, sighing. It was quite dark, and no one was around. The noise from the party could still be heard, but most of it was muffled. And you were thankful for that.

However the blessed silence was soon interrupted by the man of the hour; Ransom.

“Anything troubling you, my love?” you heard the sound of his voice as he stood behind you. You didn’t turn around to look at him, or reply to his question so he wrapped his arms around you from behind. He placed his chin on your shoulder and pressed your back to his torso. “Tell me what bothers you, I’ll make it better.”

As always, his smooth, velvety voice held a promise. Though authoritative, he sounded caring. Like he was ready to fight whatever monster he had to if it meant you’d feel safe and content. Like he was ready to risk it all and do anything to make you happy. He was so confusing.

“Were you out drinking again last night?” you asked. And Ransom got really quiet; which only meant that what you had heard was true.

Surprisingly, you didn’t get angry. You were just tired; tired because you knew no matter what your newfound feelings for him weren’t going anywhere. “Ransom…” you sighed and stepped out of his embrace. “You always make me think that you’re a better man. That you’re not just the arrogant, reckless young man everyone says you are.” You spoke, calmly and almost monotonously. “But then you go right back to your old habits.” You pointed out.

And he lowered his head.

“I feel like I don’t even know the man I’m marrying, Ransom.” You sounded hurt. You were.

He looked up and stared into your eyes. “Why would you keep listening to gossips? Why can’t you just trust me?” he asked. Part of him was ashamed, but he knew he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“I try to. But then I keep hearing about how you’re at the tavern again. Or how you probably still go to brothels? Is this how it’s going to be, would I have to put up with your infidelity after w-,”

He was quick you cut you off by gently but firmly grabbing your jaw and pressing his body against yours; trapping you between him and the balustrade.

“Enough!” his tone was stern and strong. “I haven’t touched another woman since I laid eyes on you. I was at the tavern last night, but I wasn’t getting drunk. I was out on a patrol with the knights, and we stopped for one drink then came back to the castle.” He explained, looking you deep in the eyes.

You had to admit, his deep blue eyes did hold sincerity.

His grip on your jaw loosened a little more. “Stop listening to the rumors. People will talk, but that doesn’t mean they’ll always tell the truth. They don’t always know the truth.” He paused. Then added, “I need you to believe me.”

He leaned in and pressed his forehead to yours, lowering his hand and wrapping both of his arms around your waist. “I don’t blame you. Some weeks ago you didn’t even know who I was. I know you can’t help but believe the rumors because you haven’t gotten the chance to truly know me.” He made sure you understand that he doesn’t blame you.

You opened your mouth to speak, but then you had nothing to say. So you kept quiet. What would you say to him? Apologize? Or maybe you should just walk away?

You tried to do that but he stopped you from walking away. He tightened his grip on your waist, and when you looked up into his eyes; you noticed something was different. His gaze was intense, darker. You sensed an unfamiliar, but not unpleasant, shift in the air.

He did too as he leaned in to kiss you again. His soft lips crashed against yours; desperately. “I missed you.” he mumbled against your mouth before kissing you deeply.

Guess, unknowingly, you had missed him too because you didn’t hesitate before sliding your hands into his hair, tugging on it and pulling him closer. His hunger could be felt through the kiss; tongue slipping into your mouth without any warning. He kissed you feverishly, refusing to let go of you just yet. He wanted more, and so did you.

He deepened the kiss, nibbling on your lower lip before gently pulling away to kiss along your jaw. You gasped when you felt his soft lips kiss down your neck. He peppered your skin with kisses; down your throat, along your collar bones and your somewhat exposed cleavage.

Just like always, you melted under his touch. And out of nowhere, he sank down to his knees in front of you; looking up at you with mischief in his eyes while he bunched up the front of your dress and holding it up till around your waist.

“It’s okay, my love. It’s just me.” He whispered and kissed along your now exposed thigh, undoing your garter belt like he was unwrapping a present. The feeling of his soft lips against your skin made you shiver. And although his actions were salacious, you didn’t stop him.

You wanted more.

Ransom slowly removed any piece of clothing off you which was in his way, and unashamedly spread your legs further apart and attached his lips to your core without a second thought; the lower half of his face completely submerged into your dripping core.

You moaned involuntarily as you felt his warm mouth on top of your dripping core. His tongue slipped past your folds and teased your entrance; occasionally circling around your clit mercilessly. Your hands immediately gripped his hair and tugged gently at his roots. Wet sounds erupted from where his mouth latched on to your core, and the sight was just as sinful.

A man of his caliber, on his knees in front of you, his head in between your legs and his mouth touching your body in the most intimate way possible. Pleasure and an unusual power washed over you as you whimpered under his touch.

Ransom’s face glistened in the dimmed lights of the burning torches on either side of the balcony; your arousal drenching the lower half of his face as he ate you out relentlessly until you were nothing but a moaning, hot mess, squirming above him. His lips worked wonders on your dripping heat as his hands wrapped themselves around your thighs, locking you in his tight grip, leaving you no other choice but to endure his sweet assault.

He looked up at you, and to him you looked like a goddess; head thrown back, soft mewls leaving your lips as he flicked his tongue over your entrance rapidly. Even in the dimmed lights, you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

With a few more strokes of his skilled tongue, you felt a pressure forming in between your hips, and you couldn’t hold back. He took you higher and higher… and you let go and gushed out all over his face. You came undone with a loud moan. He didn’t stop even then, he kept at it while your orgasm washed over you; lapping up whatever you gave him. He couldn’t get enough of you.

You chanted his name, moaning and whimpering at how good he made you feel. That boosted his pride immensely. He licked you clean and kissed your thighs a few more times before finally standing up and letting your dress fall in place. He admired how much of a mess you were; panting, and trembling just with his tongue.

He smirked. While your face felt hot as he stared right into your eyes. “Hmm,” he hummed shamelessly at the taste of you still lingering in his mouth. “You are sweet, my love. In more ways than one.” He added, without any shame, winking at you.

Your eyes widened at his very wanton compliment and he chuckled at your reaction.

“Come now,” he grabbed your hand in his and pulled you away from the balustrade and eventually off the balcony. “We should get back to the banquet.”

You cracked a shy little smile and held on to his hand as you two walked back to where the party was being held. You decided to push away all the rumors and give him another chance.

This man was driving you crazy! If there’s one thing people were right about, regarding your fiancé was that he was indeed, very much shameless.

But you seemed to be enjoying that about him so far.

a/n: more smut in future chapters ily

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Happily Ever After

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Summary: The Royal Wedding

Pairings: Carter X Story

Rating: 🥺🥺🥺

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 5K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Carter Baizen Masterlist

Carter picks up the square heavy bottle of his Zegna cologne. A new customized bottle just for him. Engraved with his initials and everything. Giving himself a little spritz on his tux, when he sees Ransom’s reflection walk in. “Can I talk to the bonehead alone?” he looks between Blade, James, TJ, and Sammy. Those dark blue eyes focused only on the man that’s about to take his daughter from him.

The men give a nod, and head towards the door, leaving Ransom and Carter alone. Something Carter had wanted to avoid for awhile, and now Ransom is the one demanding the time alone. “Still wearing my cologne I smell.”

“She likes it on me,” he clears his throat pretending to straighten his tie.

“I wanted to avoid this day, in so many ways,” Carter turns to look at Ransom, unsure of what to say. “But, it also feels right. The goal is for your kids to leave the nest. You know I love all my children so much. I have such a special bond with each. But that little girl…” Ransom stops, Story is no longer a little girl. She’s his grown daughter. Successful in her own right. Missing those nights he would walk past her room, to see her asleep in her window nook. Wishing for the man that stands in front of her. Carrying her to her bed, and she’d let out a soft sigh, before telling him, she loved him. The times throughout her life, she tried to include Carter every time. Saying his name before even saying mama. Story always knew that Carter was meant for her.

“I’m sorry,” Ransom takes a long slow breath before looking up at Carter. “She’s not a little girl anymore.”

“She is to you.”

“Still, yeah. She’s my baby. My hopeless romantic. She was twenty-one years old crawling in my lap. She doesn’t do that anymore,” Carter looks down at the floor. “It’s your lap she crawls in. She doesn’t give me goodnight hugs, those are for you. Or crawl in mine and her mom’s bed, because she’s got you. I don’t know if you realize how it was always you she wanted.”

“It hasn’t really hit me yet.”

“Remind me after the honeymoon to give you Harlan’s books and journals. You’re in there a lot. You think she was wishing for Prince Charming, it was always you. I know I screwed up a lot of things between you two, but you found your way back. And you have went above and beyond what I could have ever imagined for my Story book. She’ll always be my daughter, but…” looking down at the floor, he pulls out the ring he had made for his bonehead, Mr. Tweedle Dum himself. Trying to stop the tears from falling down his face, at letting his daughter go.

“She’s yours now. That scares and hurts me so much. But I’ve never seen her happier. Never seen a man care for a child that biologically isn’t yours. I would never question it if I didn’t know.”

“I learned from you, Mr. Drysdale,” Ransom huffs out a laugh. Carter knew all too well about Ransom loved Iris just like his own biological children. Ransom just never imagined he was a training the boy for his grandson.

“I saw my grandson, it looks nice on his finger. But here,” without anymore words, Ransom gives him a grownup pinky signet ring. Nearly identical to his. “It’s not a…a family heirloom.”

“It’s special all the same Mr. Drysdale. It’ll become a family heirloom.”

“Take care of my baby.”

“I will.”

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Otto’s hands smooth out the jacket of his custom tux. The silky black a mix between his dad’s and Blade’s. “Uncy Bwade, do you know what yow going to say?” Otto snickers, he knows his uncle is surprising his mommy with a speech from her favorite movie.

“Yep, buddy. Buttercup isn’t going to know what’s in store for her huh?”

“Since…since mommy is mawwying daddy, will she be a queen?”

“Yep,” Carter responds, getting on Otto’s eye level. “She’s going to go from being the Princess of Boston to the Queen of her castle. My Queen,” Otto’s eyes shine up at his, “And you know what that means?”

“I’m Pwince Otto of Boston,” his hands push back the little boy’s hair. “Make it wook wike yows.”

“Hey!” Blade protests squatting down with him, “What about me?”

“I want to look like my daddy,” Otto scratches his nose, his own signet ring catching the light, and Blade stands to spray cologne on the young boy.

“It’s your mom’s favorite,” before Otto responds Harry walks through the door.

“She’s almost ready,” he looks at his watch shaking his head laughing.

“Alright, this woman is trying to kill me. She was supposed to be ready an hour ago.”

“You’re not getting nervous are you?” Blade slaps at his chest.

“I’m not scared. She’s all I’ve ever wanted and more.”

Ransom walks in for a final meeting before giving his daughter away, “Just want to welcome you officially to the family,” he extends his hand. The cool metal on Carter’s pinky hitting Ransom’s palm.

“Thank you Mr. Drysdale.”

“I believe you had a final gift for the Princess?” he hands over a box that Ransom opens up quickly. “You play too much you know that?” he asks before handing it to Otto.

“She’ll love it though,” he answers before shooing Ransom out the door. He takes a deep breath looking at himself in the mirror. “Alright, buddy, you ready to wait for mommy at the end of the aisle?”

“Yep.”

“First, you and Blade go take her the gift. She’s got to finish getting ready.”

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While everyone else is mulling around in the bridal suite, the usual bubbly and attention seeking Story sits quietly in a chair in front of a mirror. You watch as your itty bitty baby reflects on her life and how she got to her happily ever after.

Playing all the memories in your head of the two of them together as children, the many times that Story talked about how she would marry Sir Lancelot, to those eight short months where he finally fell in love with the princess.

Story had lived a hard life after her breakup with Carter. And you spent eighteen months of your life wondering if you would ever see her again. You smile wistfully at her. All the giggles and music that surround her, and she’s exactly where she wanted to be. She had fought to have Carter as her husband, and he had proven to be more than her wildest dreams.

Her hand with her signature color pink on her nails rubs over that leather bound journal. Flipping it to rub along the spine and Carter’s name.

Iris is the only other one that pauses to watch her sister. The two of them while the closest had a rough couple of years. Iris had felt guilty about the time that she missed with her sister, especially when she needed her most. While Story never held anything against her. Telling her it hurt, but she needed that time to realize that she wasn’t the center of everyone’s world.

But now, she and her son had become the sun that Carter revolved around. The person that was without a doubt was made for her. “Story book,” you whisper at her. “It’s time to get dressed. Carter has another present…”

“Mama!” she gives you a little whine.

“Baby, this is his love language. Blade and Otto are delivering it. But you also have to see your daddy, and give Carter, grandpa’s journal,” those big round eyes look up at you, almost begging you to not make her do the last part.

“Ree, you wanted Carter to read that journal. The marked part today. He’ll have time with all the many years you’re going to be together to read the rest,” Iris cups her sisters cheek and gives her a kiss to her forehead. “Me and mom are going to help you dress.”

Everyone stops their movements; Aster, Lucy, Arleigh, Emy, and even Posie and Ellie to watch them get Story dressed. “Is the second dress this big?” Aster asks giving her sister a wink.

“Ree you look like a princess,” Story pouts up at you and you stop a minute, and you’re unsure why.

“Carter, he said he thought you were a princess the first time he met you at yours and dad’s, and he wanted his own.”

Iris finishes zipping up the back just in time for Blade to knock on the door. Getting confirmation that everyone was decent that sweet little boy that is his parents’ world looks inside. “Woah, mama! You wook bootifuw. Daddy won’t be abwe to stop wooking at you,” he reaches up for the box in Blade’s hand and he holds it up higher.

“Dats mine. I’m the one that’s gotta give mama hew pwesent. Gimme it Uncy Bwade,” Story only laughs and tells her brother to hand the present to him.

“First,” he walks up to his sister, knowing her look is not quite complete but still gazing over one of the most beautiful people he’s ever seen. Giving her a kiss to her cheek, “Carter is a lucky man.”

“Mama, hewe. Daddy did this aww by himsewf,” he hands her the box, and she opens it and gasps. “What is it? Daddy just said it’s weaw.”

She looks at Blade with tears in her eyes, “You always were his princess, Ree,” he grabs at the tiara and everyone else in the room has their moments of oohing and ahhing, “Mom, somebody, help crown the future queen.”

“I want to,” Aster hands her champagne flute to Emy, and goes to grab the tiara. “He always did know how to make you smile, princess,” Story watches her sister in the mirror as she places the tiara on her head. Fluffing her blonde locks around the jewels. Taking a moment to smile at Story’s reflection.

“I don’t know what you’ve always seen in him. But I can tell you what,” Aster stops and takes a deep breath. “Other than James Rogers, I don’t know of any man that has had a girl love him as long as you have Carter. Story, you were always meant for him and he, you. You really are his perfect little princess.”

Story spins to give Aster a hug. Holding onto her tightly. “I love you Azzie.”

“I know you do. I love you, too, itty bitty.”

Otto stands pouting at his mom, giving her dress a little tug, “You fowgot about youw son. I need to see you up cwose,” pulling away she squats down to look at her handsome boy. So much like the brother she thought hung the moon.

“Mama,” Otto’s lip puckers out, and he quivers. “Why awe you so pwetty?”

“Oh my beautiful, handsome boy,” she sighs holding onto him.

“You got a wot to do. You bettew get stawted,” she kisses at his forehead, and Otto plays around with his signet ring. Before looking at her, and kissing on her lips hard.

“Ree, I’ll walk you to dad,” Blade holds out an arm for her, and with a deep breath she follows him. Counting her breaths with every step she takes. “Sissy?”

“Hmm?”

“I’ve never told you how proud I am of you. You have fought for this life you’re getting since you were a kid. I have heard about this stupid boy more than most. Listened to your stories, even adding them into my games. I watched you slowly spiral. Missed you for over a year. You put in the work, and still the world wasn’t done with cutting you down. Story, I’m sorry I wasn’t better at protecting you from those people.”

“Bladey…”

“No, I don’t think he fully understands how much you have wanted today.”

“He does. He’s a good man, Bladey. And I know good men.”

Blade gives her a soft smile, and starts leading the way to his dad, “You know how I knew he was the one for you?”

“How?”

“You remember, before Otto turned one, I don’t know how the conversation started, but he created a senior prom for you when you got your GED?” Story gives him a little giggle, looking down at the floor.

“I’m serious. Made all of us wear fancy clothes. Mom and dad got their own prom, too. Otto was in a bow tie and suspenders. He didn’t give you some big party, he gave you the prom that you wanted with him. Limo and all. Like the night…”

“You became my Prince Charming,” they stop in front of the room where Ransom is waiting, and she can only beam up at him.

“Some things you love seem silly to almost everyone, but he gets it. What’s important to you, becomes his priority just to see you smile. He’s the one Ree. And you always knew. You did good. Always a dream chaser,” lifting her hand he kisses on her ring finger. “I’ll see you later princess.”

Story opens the door and sees her daddy, and she starts to pout at how handsome he is. “Daddy,” is the only thing she’s able to get out. Walking over to him, and her fingers wrap around his ring finger for the last time, and he smiles through his tears. Looking his itty bitty baby up and down.

Holding up his hand to spin her around. “You really look like a princess today,” he gives her a tap on her tiara. “Stupid Tweedle Dum. You may not know it, but you’ve always had that boy wrapped around you pinky. He was amazed by you.”

“Daddy…”

“Baby, I don’t know how you did it. But you…you did it. I love all you girls, but you and Iris you’re killing me.”

“We’re the only two that’s married.”

“Shh,” he holds his finger over her lips and giggles. “I know that. I don’t like giving you away to some bonehead. But I have never seen anyone make you smile like he has. That man…my god, he’s so patient with you. I have never seen him annoyed with you. Never seen him not race to come home to see you and Otto, and I’m losing you,” Ransom covers his eyes to cry, but Story pulls his hand down looking into his deep glassy blue eyes.

“I feel like I lost you a long time ago. Same with Iris. James and Carter have always scared me. I knew they’d take you two away from me.”

“I’ll be living on the compound, daddy. We can walk to your house.”

“It’s not the same. I won’t come home late, and see you sitting in that tower, looking up at that star of yours. But you haven’t done that in years have you?” smiling she shakes her head no. Pulling back at his hand for her finger to trace around his wedding band. Ransom swallows deeply, knowing that this too, is the last time she’ll trace over his wedding band.

“You’ve always wanted a love like mine and your moms, but you’re getting something entirely unique. What’s the same is the love and respect you two have for each other. I have no doubt you’re going to fill that castle with all these beautiful little princesses. You’ll nurture each of their unique personalities, and be a mother just like yours. Baby, you’ve given Carter a love he’s craved. I know what it was like for him. I was him. So I guess that means, I have always been your number one person.”

“Did you really have to question that? You were my blueprint for what a husband is supposed to be. Mom showed me what a wife was supposed to be. I know he wasn’t your favorite…”

“You’ve done worse.”

“I have. But he’s my favorite. No one has ever came close to comparing to him.”

“Do you really have to marry him? You can always keep the Drysdale name,” Story scrunches her nose up and shakes her head. “Fine.”

“Besides, I think it’s time to match my husband and son’s last name.”

Ransom leans down to give his daughter one last kiss, and hands her a box. “You owe me for that.”

“I’ll make sure to give you another grandbaby.”

“Story book, that is not what I meant,” she only turns walking away giggling. “Story! Don’t you go jumping on the bed with that boy! Story Rose Drysdale.”

“Enjoy that name while you can daddy. Love you, I’ve got to hold a Bonehead’s hand.”

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Carter paces around his suite with James, Harry, TJ, Blade, and even Otto watching him. “Daddy, mama wooks weawwy pwetty. Daddy hew wiked youw pwesent. Daddy!” Carter turns to look at the little boy.

“Why awe you acting wike dis. Mama gonna mawwy you.”

“I know buddy. I’m just ready to make her my wife. And this waiting isn’t helping. And I know when…I’m not ready to read that notebook. I cant read Harlan’s words.”

“She wants you, too,” TJ answers. “That woman that you fought so hard to be with, she wants you to read what her grandfather thought about you. I’m assuming it’s not bad.”

“Has someone kept my mother away from her?”

“Yeah,” Blade answers. “I got BeBe to deal with her. Told her a bit of what Lydia said to Story and about…” he stops when he hears Otto sneeze, blessing himself before crawling into Harry’s lap. “BeBe isn’t too happy about someone insulting her baby and great grandson. She said she’ll bring her claws out just for her.”

“I wish she would,” Carter sighs, but everyone stops when they hear a tiny little knock.

“Carter,” Story voice squeaks, peeking her head in just a little. The angle of the room making it impossible to see her. “I’m gonna wait on the other side of the door.”

He takes a deep breath before walking away from the group with Blade playing some music to give them some privacy.

Carter smiles seeing Story’s little fingers wiggle around, “You’re still stuck on me not seeing you?”

“It’s bad luck,” she lets out a sigh when Carter takes her hand in his own. “Our son said I looked like a real life princess.”

“Has Prince Jack Benjamin seen you yet?” she laughs saying a no. “Good, I don’t need a real prince trying to steal you from me.”

“It’s not possible, Baizen. A lot have tried, and they’ve all failed. I um…I got you something. You’re hard to shop for. So I got…just here,” removing her hand, she holds out that box that was just given to her from her father.

The box isn’t a new one. Worn with the years, and when he opens it he can’t help but to be shocked. Of course she would go for something more sentimental. He pulls the watch out, and flips it around. ‘To my love H.R.D inscribed on the back.’

“You used to hold up dad’s arm to check the time.”

“Even told my parents I wanted a Rolex just like Mr. Drysdale’s,” he slides the watch on and looks at the old piece. Looking at his arm and feeling like a little kid all over again.

“You smell good,” she giggles, stopping when she feels his now Rolex clad wrist searching for her hand. “We made it Baizen.”

“You’re not gonna run away before I get to see you in another dress are you?”

“Nope. The only place I’m running is with you from now on. Here,” she holds out Harlan’s journal for Carter. “There’s a post-it where I want you to read. You have the rest of our lives to read the rest. I love you, Carter Rory Baizen.”

“I love you, too, Story Rose Drysdale.”

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Ransom walks up to his daughter, giving her a kiss before pulling the blusher veil over her face, “It’s not too late, Story book. The Beemer is out there, and we can make a get away.”

“Hush,” she whispers.

“Mama, whewe do I go again?”

“You can either stand with me, daddy, Blade, or you can sit with Papa and Mimi okay?” he nods his head, clinging to her hand a little bit tighter. That pinky ring shining on it.

“You weady, mama,” with a deep breath, Ransom and Otto escort Story down the aisle. Her eyes only on Carter’s. Steady falling tears drift down his cheeks, and his breath stutters for a few beats.

The moment the two of them locked eyes, everything else froze. Nothing mattered but their person. Their place. “Who gives this woman to be married?”

“Hew son,” Otto pipes up causing little giggles.

“Her mother and I. But I really don’t want to. Can this be a loan?”

“I do,” Blade laughs at his dad shaking his head.

“I do,” Aster and Iris add in.

“I do. I’m the best friend.”

“I do. I’ve known her longer,” Emy adds glaring over at TJ playfully.

“I guess I’m gonna say, I do. Because everyone else has,” Arleigh gives a scrunchy nose smile.

“Since no one wants to give Carter away. I will,” James adds.

“Ridiculous,” Lydia huffs out.

“So basically everyone is ready to see these two get married. Ms. Drysdale,” Steve tells the two of them, before she turns to give Iris her bouquet, grabbing onto Carter’s hands, and he leans into to whisper that she looks like a dream.

“Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today,” Story and Carter begin laughing uncontrollably the more Blade speaks. “Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement. That dweam wivin a dweam,” Otto throws his head back cackling. His little body almost convulsing, and James has to hold him up to keep him from falling over. “I’m sorry guys. Otto dared me.”

“I did not. Dat was all Uncy Bwade and Hawwy’s idea. I knew nofing.”

“Now that we had an introduction,” Steve’s eyes turn to look at Lydia who rolls her eyes, and he obnoxiously clears his throat. Carter can’t help, but to move even closer to Story, leaning forward a bit to tell her how beautiful she looks.

“Uh uh, back up. No kissing yet. I know that these two have had a journey. I want this ceremony to be about them, and I’m sure with Story’s romantic words it’ll be beautiful. But I just want to say, Carter you have in many ways been a son to me. When you weren’t at the Drysdale’s, you and James were being annoying at my house. While it wasn’t Story you thought you were going to marry, you were always describing her. I like to think that I was a small part of you becoming the man you are today, even though l know Ransom played a bigger role. I’m proud of you son. You’ve turned into an amazing man. No go ahead and say your vows. And let’s get you two finally hitched.”

Carter pauses a moment to gaze at the woman in front of him. She really was everything he had ever wanted in a woman. Reminding him so many ways of her mother and how he had really thought she was a princess, and that’s what he wanted to marry.

Story gives his hand a little squeeze, mouthing out a silent, I love you. “I have no words for you princess. From that first moment I saw you, your mom holding you and singing ‘Beautiful Dreamer’ to the moment that your hand grabbed a hold of mine, you’ve never let go.”

“You have always captivated me, in ways I didn’t fully understand. A girl who was free to float around without a care in the world. A girl that weaved this beautiful tale, that I became a part of. To the moment I saw the most beautiful woman in the world. You have ruined women for me, Story. From that moment, I was blinded by everyone else, because they just can’t compete. You have loved me in a way that no one ever has. I don’t deserve this life you’ve given me, but I have wished for it on a special star since my senior prom,” Story looks down at Carter’s tie, trying to not let her tears break through, to no avail.

“I can only hope that I’m half the man you think I am. And how many men, get to say that their wife has loved them their whole life? Thank you for this life. And I can’t wait for the rest of our lives.”

Otto runs from his mom’s side over to Blade, lifting his hands up to be held, “Uncy Bwade, I wanna watch mama tell daddy. They’we good wowds.”

“He’s all Drysdale, princess,” Carter chuckles. His hands the ones doing the squeezing now.

“Carter, I have wished, hoped, and dreamed of this moment for as long as I can remember. I don’t remember what the first thing I said to you was. I don’t remember when I fell for you, don’t remember when I knew that you were the one that I wanted to marry. But I can remember every time that you would bandage a scrape, tell me the names of the stars, help me with homework that I never understood, or you would humor me as I told some wild tale. All I have ever seen is you. All of you, and I still love every piece of it.”

“You have been the most constant thing in my life that wasn’t family. Took on roles you didn’t have to, because you wanted to see me smile. I don’t deserve you,” Carter’s head tilts, and Story reaches forward to wipe the tears off his cheeks. “I don’t. I never have. But I have always wanted you. You’re my place. My Sir Lancelot. My love. My best friend. After today, my husband. I love you so much Carter Rory Baizen. And I hope that I am the girl of your dreams because that’s only a smidgen of what you deserve. You deserve the world, and I’ll work everyday trying to give you that world.”

“Can you kiss hew awweady,” Otto giggles. “Daddy, you wanna kiss hew.”

“I know I do, buddy.”

“Uncy Steeb, teww ‘em.”

“You heard the kid. Put the rings on each other, and just kiss. We’ve waited a lifetime for this moment,” Carter and Story slowly slide each other’s rings on their fingers, and he pulls her into him by her cheeks.

Sliding his hands down her waist, so he can dip her. “Now, dats a good kiss. Papa, wook at dem.”

“Kitten, make it stop.”

“Leave my baby alone. Her wish finally came true.”

“Is dis happiwy evew after?” Otto whispers into Blade’s ear, his parents still connected at the lips and smiling in their kiss hearing their son.

“This is happily ever after.”

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Story watches a sweet exchange between her now husband and her dad. Her husband beams up at Ransom, pulling back the ending of their shake, and he gives him a quick, “Thank you, Mr. Drysdale.”

“I think it’s okay to call me Ransom now,” Ransom gives him a hard tap to the shoulders. His eyes drifting down to his right pinky.

“What about dad?” Carter asks with a smirk.

“Yeah, don’t push it. I think your wife is wanting a dance though.”

He turns back to Story with the biggest smile, “Well my queen, did you finally marry your Prince Charming,” he holds her close as they begin to dance.

“I got my happily ever after,” Carter slowly lowers himself to take her into a passionate kiss. His thumb teasing around the center of her chest. “I love you.”

“And I love you, too, Mrs…” his ears perk up when he hears the song, and Story gives him a little swat to his shoulder, “I like that line.”

“What’s that?” she asks giggling when his mouth nibbles on her neck.

“Beam of my heart. That’s what you are. The beam of my heart.”

“Always trust the ones that are always there, Mr,” but she doesn’t get to finish because his lips press up against hers. Regretting nothing. Pulling away he takes in the most beautiful person he’s ever seen in his life, and that familiar guitar chords starts playing when Ransom comes up to the pair.

“You stole her from me, so I’m stealing her one last time,” he smiles, grabbing his daughter’s hand when the lyrics to ‘Stealing Cinderella’ start playing. He dances around with Story only mouthing out the lyrics. “I had twenty-four years to prepare for this, and it still doesn’t seem real.”

“I know what you mean,” her eyes glance back at Carter only for a moment before she’s back to her dad. “You promise me, this is real life, and not just my dreams.”

“It could be your dreams, but it’s my nightmare,” she gives him a little swat to his shoulder. “I’m only kidding, Story book. He’s a good one. This just hurts. You don’t need me anymore.”

“I’ll always need you. I just need you in a different way,” they continue dancing until the song finishes. Story leans up on her tippy toes and kisses her dad’s cheek, “I love you daddy.”

He watches as she walks over to Carter, those fingers wrap around his ring finger, and that’s when it fully hits him, she truly belongs to Carter. He’ll never feel that annoying little hand wrap around his finger again. That little point finger tracing around his wedding band, because he’s been replaced. “Captain.”

“Don’t start buttering me up, Kitten.”

“You knew this day would come, baby,” your hands smooth around his pretty face, and you pull him closer to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Why does it hurt so much.”

“Because you know that this is real. You know she’s never coming back as Story Drysdale again. That’s her person.”

“That’s her place.”

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Carter pulls a newly dressed Story outside. Her second dress of the day, and still looking stunning, and just like a princess. They walk across the bridge of the castle, and he turns his sight up to the sky. “What’re you doing?” she asks him with her megawatt smile.

“Just looking up at your star,” he looks back down at her, giving her a sweet kiss to her temple.

“Do you remember our Disney trip? The one for my birthday,” he gives her a smile, nodding his head. “Do you wanna know what I wished for?”

“Only tell me if it came true,” Otto runs out over the bridge to Carter and Story, and he leans to pick up the little boy, wrapping an arm around Story.

“It finally did today. I wished for you as my husband. Our own family,” her vision becomes blurry when her eyes fill with tears, and he pulls her closer.

“Daddy, why is mommy cwying?”

“She’s just happy buddy.”

“Is it a good time to teww you, I’ve been wishing for a baby brother?”

“It’s the perfect time, son,” Carter hums before giving her another kiss. With another wiggle of Otto, he pulls back from her embrace to set him down. Resuming where they left off. “Should we tell him, we already started making him a brother or sister when I helped you change?”

“Nope.”

“I’m spending the next week making sure our son gets his wish, Mrs. Baizen.”

“Good.”

Masterlist

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #story baizen #carter baizen #carter baizen x story baizen #otto baizen #the drysdale's

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Masterlist Updates [Mar.10/21]

Series

Of something beautiful, but annihilating (Arvin Russell, The Devil All the Time)

A Girl Like You (Andy Barber, Prostitute AU, Defending Jacob)

Secrets (Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Royal AU, MCU)

Extracurricular (Ransom Drysdale, Professor AU, Knives Out)

Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet (Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, MCU)

By the King’s Hand (Loki, MCU)

Dance For Me (Andy Barber, Biker AU, Defending Jacob)

The Handmaiden (Steve Rogers, Medieval AU, MCU)

Let me be your ruler (Peter Parker, Mob AU, MCU)

Painted Windows (Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, MCU)

Never Too Late (Steve Rogers, MCU)

Little Bones (Thor, Biker AU, MCU)

Omerta (Bucky Barnes, Loki, some Thor, Mob AU, MCU)

Frailty, thy name is woman (Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Edwardian AU, MCU)

Breach (Bucky Barnes, Winter Soldier, MCU)

What’s yours is mine (Ransom Drysdale, Knives Out)

Northern Exposure (Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, MCU)

One Shots

Baby, It’s Cold… (Ransom Drysdale, Knives Out)

Shrike (Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, MCU) sequel to No Plan

Tied with a Bow (Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, MCU)

In Between the City Walls of Dying Dreams (Andy Barber, Ex-Con AU, Defending Jacob)

An Officer and a Gentleman (Lee Bodecker, The Devil All the Time)

More Than Just a Game (Jake Jensen, The Losers)

Born to Run (Frank Castle, The Punisher)

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These are the Fics that I recommend and love for Chris Evans and his Characters. Divider by @firefly-graphics

Chris Evans:

Followed by @time-for-a-lullaby – Mafia!Chris Evans x Female Reader

Summary: Chris sends you out with your best friend to do a little shopping while he handles business. On the way home you notice you’re being followed.

Desperate Affairs by @georgiapeach30513 – Multiple Chris Evans Characters x Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying? (Includes NSFW)

First Man by @toastedkiwi – Chris Evans x Daughter!Reader, Harry Styles x Popstar!Reader

Summary: You debut a song on stage at the AMAs.

Fading Spark by @alisonsfics – Chris Evans x Wife!Reader

Summary: Chris and the reader are slowly beginning to lose their spark in their relationship and become more distant as time goes on. (Includes NSFW)

Futile by @rocketrhap3000 – Chris Evans x Reader

Series Summary: You grew up next door to the Evans Family, but what you didn’t know is that reuniting with Chris after a few years would spark an unbelievable attraction towards him. (i.e. another typical age gap fic) (Includes NSFW)

Well Shit by @falcqns – Chris Evans x Reader

Request Summary: Chris and the reader had a stressful day so to calm down they have some much-needed alone time. Only one of their children walks in. (Includes NSFW)

What a Time… by @time-for-a-lullaby – Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

Summary: You and Chris dated for a few years during your time with the MCU. Sometimes things just don’t work out. You reunite at the Endgame premiere afterparty and spend the night reminiscing the good and the bad of your relationship.

Gentleman – by @lexiawrittings – Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: After an amazing and incredible one-night stand with the most handsome actor on the planet, you find yourself in a humiliating situation. Little did you know that Chris Evans is the kindest person ever. A grown man, who is a true gentleman. (Includes NSFW)

End of an Era by @celebtattletale – Chris Evans x Little Mix!Reader

Summary: Y/N Evans seen being comforted by husband Chris after Little Mix announce break.

Boston by @secretswiftymarvelfan – Chris Evans x Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: On a girls trip, boys are off limits. However, when a kind stranger gives you a helping hand you can’t help but break the rules (Includes NSFW)

Set Up by @time-for-a-lullaby – Chris Evans X Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: You’re close friends with Lizzie Olsen, she invites you to her birthday party where its pretty clear her and Scott are intending to set you and Chris up.

Fixing the Broken by @maemelany – Chris Evans x Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: People say time heals all wounds. In your case, time made it worse.

You’ve been married to Chris for five years, but his absence spoke louder than his words. After 5 years of trying, you’ve decided that you’ve had enough, and you left him. But Chris doesn’t want to let you go; he doesn’t want to give up on your marriage.

Would he be able to fix what you consider irretrievably broken? (Includes some NSFW)

Steve Rogers:

Slow Like Honey by @heli0s-writes – Steve Rogers x Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: The gossip that buzzes around in the teacher’s lounge is that sweet. Sensitive divorcé Steve Rogers is hot-for-teacher. His daughter’s first-grade teacher, to be exact. (Includes NSFW)

Love is Not Forced by @just-dreaming-marvel – Royal AU (Complete)

Series Summary: Y/N was never meant to be royalty. She always knew that. But when her village was destroyed one night when she was young, King Anthony Stark took her and her brother, Peter, in. Years later, she learns, that as Princess of Alexandria, she must marry a royal from another kingdom. Y/N is not happy with that, nor does she make it easy for her suitors, Prince Thor, Prince Loki, King T’Challa, and King Steven Rogers. Where will her heart fall? Where should it? Or will be torn between doing what’s best for her kingdom and the man she loves?

Reckless by @kinanabinks – Widower!Steve Rogers x Divorced!Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: Two hearts in pain, recklessly finding comfort in each other with no care for the pain they themselves are the authors of. (Includes NSFW)

By @fluffycutecevans – Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve and the reader are in love, being friends since they were younger, after prom they started dating. When they got to University two people tried to pull them apart =, making them question everything. (Includes NSFW)

Coward by @lovelyavengers – Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader (Complete)

Summary: A time travel incident strikes the Avengers Compound when Peggy Carter seemingly walks right out of the past, married and definitely not expecting to see Steve alive. In order to show her that he has in fact moved on, Steve enlists the help of his best friend to pretend to be his wife until Tony can send everyone home.

Unwelcome Partnership by @lovelyavengers – Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Summary: It was just your luck to run into your least favourite avenger on a mission, and its especially awkward because he’s the one who kicked you off the team. Having to work with him to complete the objective is just insult to injury.

Always and Forever by @vanillanaps – Brother’s Bestfriend!Steve x Wilson!Reader (Series of Oneshots and Drabbles)

Series Summary: Adopted at the young age of 9, Paul and Darlene Wilson took you in. You quickly became close with Sam and Sarah, becoming the sibling they’ve always wanted. Growing up being the same age as Sam meaning his friends became your friends. But you took an extra liking to Steve. Crushing on him throughout your childhood. Now, your 18, in college and well – still crushing on him.

Always you by @fangirlovestuff – Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You’ve met Steve and Bucky in middle school. Now, at Bucky’s wedding, some important information is revealed, and some important realisations are made in its wake. Steve was your first crush; Bucky was your first boyfriend. You three have stayed friends through it all, but now, when your best-friend-with-benefits Steve asks for your help, will the dynamic shift? (alludes to smut)

Nightmare Barns and My Girl by @jadedvibes – Neighbour!Steve x Reader

Nightmare Barns Summary: You take up your neighbour’s offer to do laundry at his place and end up with a great friend to go to the haunted pumpkin patch with. Tons of adrenaline, a crappy run-in with an ex, and pumpkins lead to confessed feelings and fluffy times.

My Girl Summary: A quiet night of baking with your new boyfriend turns into something extra steamy when he finally gives you what you want for the first time. (Includes NSFW)

The good are never easy, the easy are never good by @fairyevans – King!Steve x Fem!Reader

Summary: The king and the reader start an affair. (Includes NSFW)

Misunderstanding by @marvel-stufff – Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You are undeniably in love with the infamous Captain America, and he feels the same. What happened when he overhears a conversation and confronts you? Will it ruin your relationship or is it all a big misunderstanding?

Used to Be Overlooked by @justkending – Steve Rogers x Reader (Rosalyn Embers / Y/N?) (Complete)

Series Summary: After a rough mission, Steve likes to decompress with a walk around his home town when he can. But after saving a beautiful dame from a near death experience, he can’t seem to get her off his mind. Something about her was familiar. After some intensive research, he learns the truth about her that leaves him and some of his co-workers in shock. Who is she? How does he know her? And was it even from this decade?

Flustered by @fqjth – Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Knowing Steve her whole life, y/n is shocked to see his transformation after taking the super solider serum. (Includes NSFW)

If Only You Knew by @kayteewritessteve – Steve Rogers x Reader Modern AU (Complete)

Series Summary: You arrive home one day to find a wedding invite for two of your best friends from high school. You knew this day would come eventually, but even with that said, you weren’t prepared to return home. At least not after 7 years of avoiding Buckhannon, West Virginia. Or rather, avoiding him; your ex-best friends and secret love of your life. But maybe it was finally time to face your past, to face him, and everything else that happened that horrible night . who would have known that your prom night would end up being a total disaster, and the very last night you’d spend in Buckhannon for the next 7 years? You certainly didn’t, that’s for sure. (Very Mature Themes)

Andy Barber:

Our Family by @labella420 – Andy Barber x Female Reader

Summary: Your wedding day is full of surprises!

A Different Kind of Love Verse by @river-soul – Andy Barber x Fem!Reader x Jake Jensen

Summary: A universe where you eventually bond with both an Alpha and a Beta. (A/B/O Dynamic, Includes NSFW)

Under the Suit by @simplystevies – Ex’s Dad!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Summary: You knew it was wrong.. but you always fantasised about what was under his suit (Includes NSFW)

Stay by @geminixevans-stan – Andy Barber x Female Reader

Summary: Each want out… but at what cost? (Includes NSFW)

Help You Though by @jbreenr – Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: You were nervous about introducing your boyfriend to your parents. Well… actually, the other way around.

Pick Me and Beautiful Stranger by @dbnightingale24 – Andy Barber x Reader

Pick Me Summary: You’ve always done your best to make your family proud and avoid drama with men. However, Andy comes into your life and turns your world upside down. What happens when sin is too tempting to resist? (Includes NSFW)

Beautiful Stranger Summary: You old yourself that the choice you made was the best possible choice. So why does doing the right thing hurt so much ? (Includes NSFW)

Endings, Beginnings by @0mrs-evans0 – Ex-Husband!Andy Barber x Ex-Wife!Reader

Summary: Your Mum sets you and your Ex-Husband up.

Hey Mom by @spiritualchange – Andy Barber x Wife!Reader

Summary: Laurie can’t get around what her son calls his new stepmom.

Holy Ground by @buckyownsmylife – Andy Barber x Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: The one where Andy seems to have lost everything, but he is not ready to give up.

A terrible car accident ruins Andy Barber’s idea of a perfect life. But if the love’s still there, why couldn’t he retrace the steps that led him to his happy ending? After all, the best love stories were made to be written more than once. (Includes NSFW)

Mr. Barber’s Assistant by @breezymichelle99 – Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: After Jacob’s trial everything had changed for Andy Barber. He lost his wife, almost lost his job and his son. Nothing seemed right in his life. Nothing but YOU. (Includes NSFW)

Ransom Drysdale:

Royal Love – by @fluffycutecevans – Prince!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size!Reader (Medieval Royal Au)

Summary: Being the future Kings personal attendant is a hard task. But at least you get along with the Prince. How close will you get?

When We Were Young by @likeahorribledream – Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Summary: You and Ransom used to be best friends, then something changed, and you weren’t good enough for him anymore. You finally see him almost 10 years after you graduated high school and you come to learn that things weren’t as they seem.

Girls Night by @ilovefandoms102 – Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size!Reader

Summary: Making Ransom jealous backfires… (Includes NSFW)

Phone Sex by @nellblazer – Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Summary: Visiting your grandfather in prison, you spot a lonely inmate and strike up a pen pal relationship. (Includes NSFW)

Daddy Issues by @buckyownsmylife – Ransom Drysdale x Reader (Completed)

Series Summary: The one where Ransom doesn’t feel ready to become a father, but he should have thought about it before seeping with a complete stranger.

When Ransom’s latest one night stand lets him know that he’s going to be a father, he finds himself looking for the qualities he never believed to have so he can become the parent he never got to witness as a child. (Includes NSFW)

Roi de Coeur by @sylvie-writes – Prince!Ransom Drysdale x Villager!Reader (Complete)

Series Summary: One fateful day, Prince Ransom, under the order of his mother, comes to visit your village where the lower class resides. For years, your people have protested that the village and its residents are becoming forgotten. Going to hear their pleas once more, Prince Ransom meets (y/n), a young, and very opinionated woman. Looking to finally listen to the cries of despair, the Prince enlists her help, as she represents her people in front of the nobility. Over time will her anger for the prince grow, or will it blossom into something more?

Jake Jensen:

My best Friend, Jensen by @drabblewithfrannybarnes – Jake Jensen x Female Best Friend Reader (Main Series Completed, One Shots Ongoing)

Series Summary: You and Jensen have been best friends since you were kids; growing up together in a sleepy town in New Hampshire. When Jensen entered the armed forces it was only a matter of time before you followed.

Years later, after The Losers’ narrowly escaped death, you’ve joined the team while they take on contracted missions, making their way around the world as they continue their search for Max.

It is on one of these missions that your realise that you might kinda, sorta be falling for your best friend. But could he possibly feel the same way? Or would one drunken night ruin your friendship forever?

Under Pressure by @beefybuckrrito – Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s all fun and games until the wrong song comes on at karaoke night. (Includes NSFW)

Baby Boy by @starryevermore – Omega!Jake Jensen x Alpha Fem!Reader

Summary: All you want is to make your omega happy.

Curtis Everett:

Yours to Keep by@the-iceni-bitch – Curtis Everett x Fem!Reader

Summary: Curtis has been fond of you for a while, but he doesn’t think he deserves you. (Includes NSFW)

Ties That Bind, Debts That Burden by @mypoisonedvine – Curtis Everett x Reader

Summary: you didn’t expect the man who bought you to be so kind. You didn’t expect to fall for him, either. (Includes NSFW)

Miscellaneous:

Changes by @labella420 – Colin Shea x Female Reader (What's Your Number)

Summary: Colin asks you a really important question.

The Man You Knew by @starryevermore – Frank Adler x Fem!Reader, Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Summary: Frank doesn’t realize he lost something good until it was too late, and Andy isn’t the kind of man to give you up.

After We Met by @fluffycutecevans – Nick Vaughan x Reader

Summary: An old flame threatens your relationship with Nick.

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