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ozai-the-bonsai · 26 days

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Cry for the Moon

Pairing: Zuko x firebender!reader

Warnings: none

A/N: Fortunately, I had more time this week! We don't have any Zuko in this chapter but I believe he should show up in the next one, as long as I don't end up writing too much ^.^ if you want to be added to the taglist, just let me know!

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“Ty Lee, could that possibly be you?”

She was standing on her index fingers, upside down; her long, braided hair laid on the grass. Upon seeing Azula and you, Ty Lee broke her headstand – or finger-stand, you weren’t sure how to name that.

“Azula!” Ty Lee spoke with a smile, calling out your name cheerfully as well. She was in a light pink and red circus performer’s outfit with a pink, sleeveless, crop-top and matching pants which were adorned with red designs. Her red wristbands matched her pink headpiece – she looked just like she used to describe her aura.

After breaking the stance, Ty Lee first span around in a graceful twirl and bowed down before Azula. Then, she embraced the Princess. “It is so good to see you both!” She said and hugged you as well.

You had a small smile on your face, you had always enjoyed hanging out with Ty Lee – perhaps she was one of the scarce people you had known to be pure of heart. “You look excellent.”

“Please, don’t let us interrupt your…” Azula raised an eyebrow in wonder as she spoke. “Whatever it is you were doing.”

Ty Lee was still smiling as she did a back flip and ended up lying on her chest, with one leg stretched out over her head and the other straight up to the sky.

Azula glanced around with an unpleasant expression on her face, which she didn’t even bother to hide. “Tell me, what is the daughter of a nobleman doing here?” She asked, looking back at Ty Lee. “Certainly our parents didn’t send us to the Royal Fire Academy for Girls to end up in… places like this.”

Her tone was quite condescending but you could understand why she thought the way she did. Just like Azula, you too believed one had to take advantage of the opportunities the life offered. In your case, you were born as the only child of a noble family, who were the Fire Lord’s foremost advisors. Due to your family’s position and noble title, you were given such opportunities that most people couldn’t even dream of. You wanted to keep up this high life standard – even surpass what your parents had achieved – which was why you had been training to become a successful diplomat during the past years.

Azula was even better than you at taking every advantage and opportunity life had to offer – being born a Princess had enormous perks, of course, but it also came with enormous responsibilities. Azula had always balanced them both in a perfect way, you could only admire her.

Mai, too, knew how to enjoy the noble title her family carried but compared to yours, her family had adopted a stricter upbringing. Many times, when your families were together during dinner or during the weekend, she wasn’t allowed to express her opinions about various topics whereas your family always greatly valued yours. As a result, Mai had learnt to behave in the best way to please her parents.

Even though you two grew up together, her long-lasting crush on Zuko had, at some point, ruined your friendship with Mai. You didn’t really hate Mai, but it had been quite some time since you carried warm feelings towards her. You tended to ignore her as best as you could to avoid troubling Azula for you knew how upset she had become after your falling out with Mai because of her stupid brother.

Ty Lee, on the other hand, had never really been like the three of you. Sometimes, you felt like she didn’t even care about the noble title her family carried. Instead of making use of the opportunities presented to her on a golden plate, she had decided to follow her passions – which made you envy her courage from time to time, but you kept these thoughts solely to yourself.

The sound of a platypus bear made you come back to the present moment, you shook yourself forcefully and looked at the source of the noise. Three men were trying to move a platypus bear and it was, of course, resisting. The platypus bear then moved up to reveal the egg it had laid.

With a look of disgust on her face, Azula turned her amber eyes to Ty Lee, grinning. “I have a proposition for you.” Ty Lee carried a wondering gaze in her brown-grey eyes. “We are hunting a traitor. You remember my old fuddy-duddy uncle, don’t you?”

Ty Lee nodded as she rested both her feet on her head. “Oh, yeah. He was so funny!”

You almost raised an eyebrow. What about all the tea?

“I would be honoured if you would join me on my mission.” Azula spoke with a confident tone.

Suddenly, Ty Lee’s lovely energy disappeared, leaving its place to anxiety and nervousness. “Oh… I… uh… would love to.” She stood up in a fluid, elegant movement. “But the truth is, I’m really happy here. I mean, my aura has never been pinker!”

This time, you did raise an eyebrow at Ty Lee. Interesting… I don’t remember seeing Ty Lee refuse any kind of offer coming from Azula’s side.

Azula raised up her hand, cutting Ty Lee off in mid-speech. “I’ll take your word for it. Well, I wouldn’t want you to give up the life you love just to please me.”

Even a fool had to take the hint from the Princess’ tone that she was being dangerously sarcastic – if Azula came to anyone with an offer, it was an order dressed as an offer. It seems that the time she has spent away from us made Ty Lee forget some things. Very important things.

“Thank you, Azula!” Ty Lee bowed in respect, only to continue stretching. Feeling Azula’s hand on your upper arm, you turned to look at her. She motioned you with her head to follow her.

“Of course, before leaving,” Azula talked as you two walked away. “We’re going to catch your show.”

Feeling the Princess gently nudge you with her elbow, you added. “I am sure it is going to be delightful!”

Quickly, you glanced over your shoulder at Ty Lee – she seemed somehow panicked and… worried?

“Uh… yeah, sure… of course.” Ty Lee half stuttered, half muttered the words.

You lowered your voice so that only Azula would be able to hear you. “What is going on in your mind?” You asked. “And why are we staying for the show? I don’t like circuses!”

Azula waved her hand in the air in a casual way. “Relax, this is not going to be like the circuses you have seen before.” The edge of Azula’s lips curled upwards dangerously. “I am going to make Ty Lee quit and help me in my mission.”

You stopped walking with an alarmed expression on your face, causing Azula to stop as well. “Azula, darling, please don’t hurt Ty Lee.” You spoke with a caring but at the same time worried tone. “She hasn’t done anything to deserve your wrath.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Azula asked as she held you from your wrist. “Anything aside, I need Ty Lee to be on our side – I am simply going to scare her.”

[Time Skip]

“Is this what you call simply scaring?!” You whisper yelled at Azula as the circus owner released all the exotic animals they had. Oh, and the safety net which was supposed to catch Ty Lee in case of an accident was set on fire. “Princess Azula, you are going too far.”

The way Ty Lee sweated could be even seen from where you sat as she gave her best to keep balancing herself above the flames on one hand.

Azula frowned as she looked at you. “Could you have come up with a better plan?” She asked furiously. “If yes, then do tell me!”

You took a deep breath to calm yourself down, but it was quite hard with the animal noises and the burnt rope smell. “Sweetheart, I can understand why you use fear to keep Ty Lee attached to your will but threatening her with her life is only going to cause her to turn against you with the first opportunity she gets.”

Azula shook her head in a hysterical manner, causing the front pieces of her hair to bounce. “No, she wouldn’t do that. She couldn’t. She knows the consequences.” She said but it felt more like she was trying to reassure herself instead of opposing you. “Everyone knows the consequences of betraying me. No one can dare betray me!”

Gently, you placed your hand on top of Azula’s, catching her off guard. The Princess turned her amber eyes to you, which carried fury, denial, and confusion at the same time. “Azula, I know you trust me even though you don’t agree with me on this matter here.” You waited for her to maybe object, maybe agree to your words but Azula instead kept looking at you while Ty Lee fought literally for her life on the robe. “I believe you have planted enough fear in poor Ty Lee’s heart – please, call off the show. I… I am afraid that you are going to lose her at some point.”

“Oh, please, it is not like she is going to fall and…”

You interrupted Azula. “I didn’t mean it like that.” You lowered your voice. “I meant as a friend.”

It took quite a while for Azula to reflect on your words but at the end, she decided to put a stop to the nonsense going on in the circus tent.

With a sincere small on your lips, you whispered to your best friend. “Thank you, Azula.”

The Princess simply shrugged, of course she was not going to admit going too far – to be honest, you also didn’t want her to. You didn’t intend to change the way Azula was, her cruelty was an integral part of her personality, you simply wanted her to have at least one person in her life that truly cared about her wellbeing and wasn’t afraid of telling her when she was wrong.

No one was brave enough to do that.

After the chaos was over, Azula and you went to visit Ty Lee in her dressing room. She had already changed into her regular clothes – she had been wearing a white costume during the show – but the tiara she wore on her forehead, which resembled a flame, was still on.

You two stood behind Ty Lee as she sat at her dressing table, looking through the mirror. “What an exquisite performance!” Azula spoke with an enthusiastic tone. “I can’t wait to see how you’ll top yourself tomorrow.”

Even though you knew very well that she was bluffing, you still felt a little bit uneasy at the thought of this torture going on for several days. Oh, poor Ty Lee.

Ty Lee smiled at the reflections of Azula and you in the mirror. “I’m sorry Azula, but unfortunately there won’t be a show tomorrow.”

“Really?” You asked, trying to sound rather disappoint than relieved.

“The universe,” Ty Lee explained as she hung up her tiara, “has given me strong hints that it is time for a career change.” She stood up and turned around to face you two. “I want to join you on your mission.”

A satisfied expression formed on Azula’s face. “I am so glad you have decided to change your mind! Tomorrow, we are going to pay a visit to Mai before finally tracking down our targets.”

Ty Lee’s face lightened up with the thought of seeing Mai. “Oh, it has been so long since I have seen her!” She spoke with a cheerful tone. “This going to be like a little girls’ trip.”

You chuckled at her words. “But instead of chilling at the beach, we will be hunting down fugitives.”

Azula smirked as she added. “And possibly the Avatar himself.” She turned back to leave Ty Lee’s dressing room. “Are you coming?”

You nodded. “Yeah, just give me a second to ask Ty Lee what she uses for hair – it looks absolutely gorgeous!” Azula rolled her eyes at you and left the tent, leaving you alone with Ty Lee.

“I actually use a simple…” Ty Lee began to explain her hair routine but you weren’t really interested in it, you had to lie to get Azula to give you two some privacy. When you were sure that she was out of earshot, you interrupted Ty Lee.

“Listen, I needed a private moment with you.” You kept your voice exceptionally low not to attract any unwanted attention. Ty Lee raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner. “Please, please forgive Azula for what she did today. I know she has gone too far.”

Ty Lee’s eyes widened with shock but she didn’t say a word, sorrow was visible on her face.

You took a deep breath. “I know how much you mean to her, Ty Lee and I would hate to see the same thing that happened to Mai and I happen to you and Azula as well.”

“But yours was different… It was because of Zuko!”

“You know exactly what I mean, Ty Lee.” Your voice tended to get a little more demanding, so you took a moment to adjust your attitude. “I wanted to ask you to give Azula this one chance during this mission, then I promise to talk her into letting you freely do whatever you want with your life.” A small smile formed on your face. “I don’t think the mission will be taking much time anyways.”

Ty Lee seemed to be lost deep inside her ocean of thoughts but at the end, she nodded with a sincere smile. “Thank you,” she said with a warm tone. “Azula is lucky to have you by her side.”

You turned back to leave the tent as you whispered more to yourself. “I know.”

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beyondthesefourwalls · 10 months

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This Love Came Back to Me (5)

Summary: You and Bradley hadn’t ended on bad terms; really, you stopped before the two of you could even truly begin. Still, in the last seven months, you had never completely left his mind. So when you suddenly appeared in front of him at the bar, asking for a favor and pulling him into a kiss, he thought maybe it was the perfect opportunity to see if this time, things could be different. But what neither of you realized was that there’s more going on than just rekindling a lost romance, and it might not be as easy as simply just wanting it.

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader (no use of y/n)

Warnings: second chance romance, language, allusions of smut and potential full smut, stalking, unhealthy obsessions, delusions of feelings, unwanted attention.

Part Five Word Count: 4.1K

Part Four :: Series Masterlist

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Friday couldn’t come fast enough, but when it finally did, Bradley felt like it dragged on forever. He hadn’t looked forward to a weekend this much in quite awhile, and he knew you were the reason.

He hadn’t been able to see you since your date on Monday, having late nights on base the rest of the week. He had been tempted to make the 25 minute drive from his apartment to yours each and every night, but the notion of going too fast too soon had crept up in the back of his mind. You had settled into a relationship that felt stronger and more hopeful than what it had been seven months ago, but he was still mindful of the fact that it was, in some ways, new.

But it was Friday, and you had plans to spend the weekend together again, and he couldn’t wait. He smiled even thinking about seeing you. The nightly phone calls you had all week were great, but they were nothing compared to seeing you in person.

He was on his way home now, windows down and tapping on the steering wheel in rhythm with the 80s playlist flowing from the speakers. You were coming to his place this time and he knew you wouldn’t be too far behind, having texted him when you left your office.

Bradley’s smile slipped slightly as he thought about that.

It had taken everything in him not to track that douchebag that you worked with down when you told him about the comments he had made to you on Monday, and then how he had almost certainly purposefully run into you. The thought of him physically touching you made him want to be sick. And then he had the audacity to send you flowers in return the very next day.

It went beyond just not knowing how to take a hint, of that he was certain. He couldn’t wait for you to get out of there. He knew you had met with HR earlier in the week and that nothing had really come of it aside being told they’d “look into it.” It was frustrating, but he knew there was nothing he could do but be there as support. You had spent the week working on your resume and job hunting, one of the reasons he hadn’t pushed to drive out to you every night. He was just as anxious for you to find something new as you were.

You deserved so much more than what you were getting.

He had barely taken his shoes off once he was home when there was a knock on his apartment door. He opened it quickly, and he swore, you damn near took his breath away. For a moment, he couldn’t do much more than stare at you, standing there smiling at him, twirling your keys around your finger.

“Hey there, Aviator.”

Your voice broke him out of his stupor and he reached out. You giggled as he pulled you through the doorway and into his chest, the door slamming shut once you were inside. He kissed you firmly, tasting the sound of your laugh.

“Missed you this week,” he murmured against your lips.

“Yeah?”

He shook his head at the shy tone you had adopted and kissed you again. He felt your grin get even bigger before you pulled away. Your gaze swept over him, and when you gave a low whistle, he felt a flush creep up his neck, even as he cocked an eyebrow.

“See something you like?”

“I never saw you in your uniform much,” you shrugged, eyes lingering on his pins. Your finger brushed over his last name. “You look good in khaki.”

“You look good in anything.”

He shot you a wink when you rolled your eyes. He squeezed your hip before letting you go, and you followed him further into the apartment. He asked you about your day as he grabbed you a glass of water.

“Can we not talk about work tonight?”

He set your cup down slowly in front of you, considering your question. You didn’t seem upset, or like you were avoiding talking about something. Your eyes were still shining and a soft smile remained on your face. So instead of pushing, he nodded.

“I have a proposition for you, then.”

You looked at him curiously, and Bradley cleared his throat, suddenly nervous. It was something he had been thinking about all week, really. His friends had seen him leave the bar with you on Friday night, and he had strategically avoided all the text messages over the weekend aside from responding with a “I’m alive, but busy. See you at work.” in the group chat. He had arrived on base on Monday to a firing squad of questions. You had met all of his friends before, but Nat was the only one who really knew how hung up on you he had remained after your breakup. She was more cautious than the others in their excitement that he had gotten back together with you. It had taken a private conversation for her to show how happy she was for him; he was pretty sure he still had a bruise from where she had punched his arm when he jokingly cooed about her concern for his feelings.

Still, despite knowing all of his friends were supportive, he wanted them to see for themselves how happy you made him, how the two of you were good. Strong. And, if he was honest with himself, he selfishly wanted to show you off a bit, too.

“How do you feel about going to the Hard Deck with me tonight? Phoenix and the rest of the guys will be there. We can stay in if you’d rather-”

“Bradley,” you interrupted, placing a hand on his chest. Fond amusement was written all over your face as you nodded. “I’d love to.”

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Bradley was hit with a bit of deja vu when he walked into the Hard Deck later that night. He couldn’t help but think about how last week at this time, he was spotting you from across the bar before you beelined your way over to him and back into his life, tilting his entire world on its axis. The bar was just as crowded, but this time, he was walking into it with his hand clasped tightly in yours.

He knew his friends were in the back corner that they’re always in. Slipping his sunglasses into the collar of his shirt, he started to pull you in that direction when you stopped him with your free hand wrapping around his arm.

“Can we get drinks first?”

Looking down at you, he noticed how your eyes were slightly wider than normal, and how you seemed to bounce on your feet a little before settling.

You were nervous.

For some reason, that made his heart skip a beat.

He gave you a soft smile and cupped your cheek with the hand not holding yours, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. Without a word, he changed direction and headed to the bar instead. You kept ahold of both his arm and his hand the entire time, but he didn’t mind a single bit.

“Hey,” he murmured once Penny had set your drinks on the bar in front of you. He waited until you met his eyes to speak. “I’m really glad you’re here with me tonight, Bug.”

Some of the anxiety on your face fell at his words, a breath of air leaving your painted lips. You pushed up on your toes to kiss him, pulling away way too soon for his liking.

“Me too.”

He held his bottle up between you with a wink, and you laughed lightly, clinking yours against it before you both took a sip. He arched his eyebrows in question and with another deep breath, you nodded. With a hand on the small of your back, Bradley guided you in the direction of his friends.

It was obvious the moment you were spotted by the group of aviators. Loud calls of both of your names rang out, along with some obnoxious whistling that had him rolling his eyes. Everyone greeted you happily, a few of the guys even offering quick hugs. Nat’s the last one to approach, her eyebrow arched in a way that is so very Phoenix as she drew out your name. She smirked in Bradley’s direction before looking back at you.

“You didn’t learn your lesson the first time? This guy is a pain in the ass, but he’s your problem now. You can only return him once. It’s in the policy.”

He let out a breath of relief he didn’t even realize he was holding. You laughed, accepting the brief hug that his best friend gave you.

“That’s okay,” you assured her, looking up at him briefly. “Guess I’ll just have to keep him then.”

He smiled and shook his head, but his heart pounded in his chest and he felt warm all over from the implication of your words.

It didn’t take long for you to get sucked into conversations. You really had gotten along well with everyone before, and it seemed like time hadn’t affected that, either. Bradley loved seeing you laughing and having fun, effortlessly fitting in with the people who he considered family and who meant the most to him. It just solidified what he already knew, which was that you were meant to be here with him.

You finished your second drink about an hour later, and Bradley kissed your cheek as he said he would go grab another for the both of you. But you shook your head as you slid off the stool you had been sitting on, telling him that you needed to go to the bathroom anyway and would just grab another round on your way back.

“I’ll go with you,” Nat chirped. He let out a soft “umph” when she shoved her pool cue in his chest, telling him to take over her game for her. You giggled softly as the two of you walked away. Bradley watched your back until you disappeared from view. When he turned back, everyone was looking at him with varying levels of amusement.

“Shut up,” he muttered, prompting laughter. He rolled his eyes as he moved to take the vacated spot at the pool table, and after some expected teasing that he took proudly, the conversation shifted to the trip Coyote was planning on taking next month.

It had been less than ten minutes, nothing to really be concerned about considering how busy the bar was, when Fanboy nudged his arm with a laugh.

“Yo, Rooster. I think Phoenix is roping your girl into one of her bar fights.”

Bradley’s eyebrows knitted together as Fanboy’s words registered, but once they did, he turned quickly to look where he was pointing. Red-hot anger surged through him as soon as he spotted you, because it wasn’t just anyone Phoenix was going toe to toe with - it was Paul.

The pool cue clattered to the ground and he was moving before anyone could say anything.

Phoenix was standing beside you, an annoyed look on her face. But it was your expression that had him forgetting his manners as he pushed through the crowd. You were holding your arm close to your chest, your mouth slightly opened in shock or disbelief or both. You looked startled, and your eyes were wide with something that looked far too close to fear than Bradley was comfortable with.

When he was close enough, he could hear Phoenix spewing something about personal space. Similar to how he was with him last week, though, Paul was looking right past her with his focus trained solely on you.

“Hey!” he called, and three sets of eyes plus a few onlookers turned to him as he stormed up. He pushed himself between you and the red headed man, effectively blocking you from view.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he growled out.

Paul’s eyes widened at first, before a flash of anger went over his face that settled into a cool indifference much too quickly to be genuine. But he didn’t look surprised. Instead, it was like he had been anticipating this confrontation and had prepared himself.

“I’m not here to talk to you,” he replied. He shifted like he was trying to peer around Bradley’s larger frame to see you, but Bradley mimicked the movement. Paul’s jaw ticked in annoyance.

“Yeah, well you aren’t here to talk to her either,” Bradley snapped. His voice was filled with a steely determination that he doesn’t think he’s ever heard come out of his mouth. “You’ve bothered her enough.”

“I’m not bothering her!”

Bradley scoffed at the absolutely delusional words he was hearing. It was only your hands settling on his back and your body heat as you stepped closer that prevented him from completely losing it. He reached back to settle a hand on your body while keeping himself in front of you. His jaw clenched as he forced himself to take a deep breath.

“Whatever little crush you have on her, you keep it to yourself from now on. No more coffees or flowers or any of that bullshit you’ve been pulling. Leave her the fuck alone. She doesn’t want you, man.”

Paul finally stopped trying to look around and snapped his eyes to him at that. Gone was the indifference that was there before. What replaced it was something that had Bradley tensing even more. His eyes were cold, infuriated even. The red head huffed out an angry breath, his spine straightening as he took a step forward.

“And you think you’re good enough for her?” he hissed. His hands shot forward and pressed into Bradley’s broad chest like he was trying to push him, but the larger man barely budged. That seemed to just make him angrier and he repeated the motion. This time, Bradley pushed him back with the hand not touching you. Unlike him, the smaller man stumbled back several steps, nearly losing his balance. Bradley went to take a step forward as his anger surges, but your grip on him tightened, the fabric of his shirt clenched in your hands. He heard you whisper his name into his back, your tone urgent and pleading.

“Please,” you said, “he’s not worth it.”

The air was tense, and more than just those in their immediate surroundings had begun to notice the confrontation happening. Bradley kept his eyes trained on the person who had caused you nothing but stress and who had put the fear in your eyes, but it seemed the man in question had noticed how all of their friends had pushed through the crowd and joined them. It was clear whose side they were on, even if they had no context as to what was going on right now.

Still, though, it was like Paul was weighing his options and his chances as he glanced around. Bradley almost couldn’t believe it.

“Is there a problem?”

Penny, as always, had impeccable timing. Payback and Bob moved to the side easily to let her through, and though she was speaking and looking at Bradley with raised eyebrows, he could tell that she knew it wasn’t him who was the issue.

Before he could say anything though, Phoenix spoke up.

“As a matter of fact, there is. This douchebag here doesn’t understand keeping his hands to himself or the word no. Rooster was just giving him a friendly reminder.”

Bradley’s nostrils flared and his fists clenched at the thought of him having touched you. The only thing keeping him from really reminding him was your forehead between his shoulder blades and the grip you had on him.

Penny knew them all well enough to know they’d never bullshit her, so she simply nodded.

“You disrespect a woman or the Navy in my bar, you buy a round. Since you seemed to do both without even bothering to start a tab, I’ll make it easier for you by telling you to get the hell out and not come back.”

She only briefly looked at the outsider as she spoke to him. She nodded at the guys, instruction enough to make sure her orders were followed through; she knew they would - they always did, and this was one of their own.

Perhaps the first smart decision he had made that night, Paul seemed to realize just how outnumbered he was. He spoke your name in a last ditch effort to get your attention. You pressed yourself closer to Bradley’s back at the sound of it. He was unmoving in front of you.

“Go,” he growled out. “Now.”

He turned to leave with a sigh. Before he could get far, though, Bradley stepped away from you and grabbed his arm. He knew his grip was tighter than it needed to be by the way the smaller man winced. Good. He stepped up to him, leaning down to speak directly into his ear, his voice laced with venom and a clear warning. “You’re going to leave her the fuck alone, or you won’t be walking out of here next time. I can promise you that.”

Paul glared up at him, but Bradley knew he heard. He released his arm with a sneer and watched as he scurried away, Fanboy and Coyote following to make sure he left like Penny had requested. It was only once he saw them go through the front door that he turned, and as soon as he did, he had your face in his hands.

“Are you okay?”

You nodded, though your eyes were still wide as you stared up at him. He watched as you took a shaky breath and it took everything in him not to follow Paul into the parking lot and introduce him to his fist. But you were his priority here - you always would be. “Baby, what-”

“That guy was a fucking creep and his beady little eyes might be in my nightmares now.”

Your eyelids fluttered shut at Phoenix’s words and you turned your head just slightly away from her and into his hand, like you didn’t want anyone to see your moment of weakness. He wondered if perhaps Paul would be in your nightmares, too, or if he already has been. He felt queasy at the thought.

“I think we could use another drink after that,” Nat continued decisively, turning to you and asking if you were in.

He didn’t take his eyes off of you and saw how you bit the inside of your cheek by how your lips pursed and how you took a deep breath in through your nose. He could practically see the calm mask drop over your face as you opened your eyes. You sent him a tight lipped smile and squeezed his wrists, nodding once.

He hesitated for a moment before he reluctantly let his hands drop from your face.

You forced as much joy into your tone as possible, telling his best friend that another drink sounded like just the thing you needed. When the other aviators who had gathered dispersed either to the bar or back to their regular spot, though, Bradley held you back.

“We don’t have to stay,” he assured you. Selfishly, part of him wanted you to say you were ready to go, so he could take you back to his place and hold you tightly for the rest of the night, assuring you but also himself that you weren’t hurt. But you shook your head at his words.

“He’s not ruining this for me more than he already has. For either of us. Just….one more drink.”

He spoke your name gently and shook his head, not quite knowing what to say.

“Please, B.”

Your soft, quiet voice cracked slightly and your eyes were pleading with him, and god, Bradley hated this so much. He hated him so much.

But he pressed a kiss to your forehead, breathing you in for a long moment as you clung to him in return. Then he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and guided you back to where you had been sitting before, accepting the drinks that Nat had gotten for the both of you.

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You were quiet on the drive back to his apartment. Too quiet, in a way that left Bradley feeling on edge and out of his depth. You had pushed through two more drinks at the Hard Deck, a smile on your face and laughing at everyone’s jokes as you stayed integrated into the conversations happening around you. It was almost like the altercation with Paul hadn’t even affected you, you were so convincing. But he knew better. He could see the way your eyes had darted more often than usual to the entrance, or how your brows knitted together in thought if you went too long without talking.

You were both the strongest and the most stubborn woman that he had ever known, and it wasn’t until after Jake and Nat had both slunk off and the others were starting up another round of pool that some of your facade had faded. You had barely needed to say his name before he was leading you out of the bar after a few quick goodbyes. You had kept a tight hold on his arm as you walked toward the Bronco. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t surveying the packed parking lot more than he normally would, and he knew you were doing the same.

You kept your gaze out the window, your hands in your lap. He could hear the sharp snap, snap, snap of your hair tie against your wrist and finally Bradley reached over to place his hand over yours, stopping you from the unconscious coping mechanism you had. You didn’t say anything, but you turned your palm up and laced your fingers through his, squeezing his hand instead. He kept it there in your lap until he pulled into his designated parking space.

You still didn’t look at him once he turned the ignition off, and Bradley felt like he was going to crawl out of his skin with how the silence was killing him.

With a sigh, he climbed out of the car, walking slowly around the back of it to your door, trying to give you a moment by yourself, no matter how brief.

He mustered a smile when he opened the door to the passenger side. You did your best to return the gesture, but it was half hearted. He was just extending his hand to help you out when you finally spoke.

“I think maybe I should go back to my place tonight.”

Your words made his heart stutter in his chest for all the wrong reasons. He took a deep breath and clenched his jaw, clearing his throat when the words got stuck in it.

“Is that what you want?” he gritted out, trying his best to keep his voice neutral. It was the opposite of what he wanted - what he needed, truthfully. He had promised to do everything to support you, and he knew being alone was something you valued sometimes, but god damnit, the thought of you alone in your house as upset as what he knew you were, even if you weren’t showing it, didn’t sit well with him at all. He wanted you here with him, just like the two of you had planned.

He hated that dickhead for making you feel like this. He should’ve followed him into the damn parking lot.

You chewed on your bottom lip for a moment, and when you released it from between your teeth, he could see how it wobbled. Bradley’s heart clenched.

“Not really,” you admitted, your voice cracking with the words.

“Then why?”

You shrugged miserably, shaking your head. You didn’t say it, but he could make guesses as to what you were thinking. You were too much. You didn’t want him to see you upset. He shouldn’t have to put up with this.

The possibilities were all bullshit and couldn't be further from the truth.

Bradley took a step closer until he physically couldn’t anymore, blocked by the car frame. He brushed his thumb over your cheek and you leant into the touch, your eyes fluttering shut.

“Come inside, Bug. Please.”

You took a few deep breaths and his heart was in his throat until you finally gave a shaky nod and unbuckled your seatbelt.

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skzwife-02 · 8 months

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“Y/n do you want to talk to him?”

~ You’re just so pretty. ~

[Han Jisung x Fem!Reader]

scene: everyone seems to be attracted to jisung, shamelessly throwing themselves at him despite the fact that you two are a couple

genre: angst with comfort😔🫶🏼💪🏼

warning: swearing, jealous reader, mentions of body insecurities, two day ghosting

note: (non!idol au, university au) so I think this is so scattered because my thoughts are all over the place but I will get to editing it later tonight. go through contacts are basically the people in your contacts who can bypass the ‘do not disturb’ and have notifs of their chats despite dnd being on.

Masterlist

They aren’t even trying to hide it anymore, they love your boyfriend. And your boyfriend couldn’t care less.

The girl is practically throwing herself at him, her finger twirling her blonde hair while the other squeezes his biceps. She’s so close to him she might as well be the air he breathes.

Jisung on the other hand, doesn’t do anything. He laughs at her attempt to flatter him, compliments about his muscles, his face, his whole fucking being. He is beyond amused at how these girls try to be his.

He smiles at the sight of you, ignoring the murderous look you have for the scene in front of you. “Baby! You’re back, finally.” He beams excitedly, like a squirrel with an acorn.

You smile back, glancing at the girl who still has her hand on your boyfriend. She rolls her eyes, trotting back to her friends. You finally feel the air become light again.

“Hi sweetheart, what were you doing?” You ask, sitting on his lap.

His hands instinctively hold you close, one wraps around you waist the other on your thigh. “Was gonna study but these girls kind of pushed their friend on me, I’m so glad you’re here now.” Your boyfriend explains, before kissing you on the cheek. “Are you ready for finals?” He queries, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

~•~

The finals are a day away and you can’t rest, overwhelmed by the thought of your boyfriend cheating on you. You don’t think he would do that, you trust him. But, he’s just so pretty. Girls naturally flock around him like birds to bread.

Why did he choose you? When there are much prettier, skinnier, paler, taller girls than you.

The (toxic) girls around you can tell you’re nothing but garbage compared to them, they know it well, so well that they hit on Jisung even when you’re together. Shamelessly accidentally tripping and making him help them, and his kind heart actually leaving your side to help the fallen lady.

Just a few minutes ago, you were happily chatting with him when a girl about 5 inches taller than you, brunette, and more fit than you are approached him. You thought it would be like the others, he’d say thank you to the compliments and go back to you.

But instead, you have to witness him fawn over this woman you don’t even know. He doesn’t even bother introduce the two of you.

“So how have you been?” Her squeaky voice just annoying you, drilling into your head how everyone is so much more feminine than you.

And you will never be good enough for Jisung.

“I’ve been good!” He returns the same enthusiasm she has, not bothered by her finger tracing shit on his chest.

“Jisung-“

“Hold on, baby. I’m talking to someone.” He cuts you off, not even sparing you a glance. He just continues to flirt with this woman as if you aren’t there.

Well alright, you’ll just make it reality.

You pick up your things, placing it all in you bag then standing up to leave the cafeteria. The place is buzzing loudly in your ear, not helping the hate thoughts consuming you.

When you find a secluded place in the study hall, you settle down. Your bag dropping beside you.

You plug your earphones in, turning the volume up so it’s the only thing you can hear.

~•~

It’s been 2 days since the brunette incident and you’ve been trying your best to avoid Jisung. Not wanting to talk or hear his voice again. Even going to the extent of muting his texts and taking him off your ‘go through’ contacts.

Those two days have been the most peaceful ones since you got into a relationship 5 years ago. No noisy fangirls or fanboys, not a cellphone pinging with notifications. Just silence and rest.

You got through the finals, confident you would pass them with flying colors.

You admire the setting sun, the waves giving you wonderful white noise and it almost sounds like Jisung and his friend?

“You know I’m happy for you.” His friend exclaims, when he notices Jisung’s confused face he mentions you. “I never really liked Y/n, seemed controlling and shit. Besides, Chae-eun is hotter.” He chides, kicking a rock in the way.

You frown angrily, quietly standing up from your spot on the sand. You don’t want to hear Jisung’s reply, it’s not worth the heartbreak you haven’t prepared yourself for.

“Shit, bro is that Y/n?” He gulps, afraid you’ve heard him.

You start walking faster, almost running at that point. You’re so far that you don’t hear Jisung disapproving his friend’s remarks about you, quipping about how perfect you are.

~•~

*tuk tuk tuk*

The sound of knocking from your front door resonating to the kitchen where you’re cooking. “Minho? Did you lose your key?” You shout, rushing to the door not caring to peek in the peephole. “Minho-“

“Y/n, please let me explain.” Jisung pleads, visibly tired and worn out. The two days having the opposite effect on him than what it did to you.

He opens his mouth but is interrupted by Minho, your best friend’s hand on you boyfriend’s shoulder in a warning manner. “Y/n, do you want to talk to him?” Minho questions, giving you a comforting nod, as if to say I’ll kick his ass if you don’t want to.

“Yeah, I do. Thanks, Min. You can go inside.” You opened the door wider and he brushes past your boyfriend.

Jisung sighs in relief, and you walk with him to the park where he explains everything. Chae-eun being a childhood bestfriend from his hometown (but he’ll distance himself if you want him to), the boy who insulted you being scolded by Jisung, and him constantly reassuring you between his explanations that you are the only one for him.

“I promise, Y/n. You are the most perfect girl I’ve ever met. You are mine and I intend to keep it that way, you and only you.” He clarifies, tilting your head to look at him. “I’m sorry for pushing you away and making you jealous. I don’t do it on purpose.” He continues, giving you comforting squeezes to the hand.

You start to tear up, relived you’ve finally talked it out. “You’re just so pretty.” You murmur, “everyone who looks at you falls in love.” you blubber.

Despite all your insecurities he stays with you and reassures you with never ending patience.

After calming down you two walk back to your apartment where Minho is fast asleep like a cat on the couch, the table is full of food and your favorite show is paused on the tv.

You smile, waking him up and beckoning him to eat.

The night ending your two day long span of not talking to your beloved.

Find all my works under #skzwife-02

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shrewstew · 4 months

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I am genuinely surprised at how little autistic headcanons of Kenny there are? Like, after thinking about it for a second I keep thinking of more and more examples.

1.) Fidgeting, he does that a lot.

In the episode where Cartman is in charge of announcements, you can see Kenny messing with various objects and also reading various magazines. He also swaps through them really quickly so I’m guessing he can have a low attention span. I think there’s another episode where he plays around with flashcards too.

2.) SH warning, but according to the wiki (🤓☝️) there are two instances where he just does reckless shit just cuz he’s bored, like gnawing on his hand during the smoking episode and slamming his head into a wall during the ADHD episode. I’ve seen some people claim that some nerodivergent people tend to do these kinds of things when understimulated.

3.) Covering face.

Need to do more research, but I’ve seen some correlation between autism and not wanting to be perceived. (Likely due to masking.) And covering the majority of his face is something he does even when it’s not necessary. Like, with the hood you could just say he’s cold, but in the baseball episode, he purposely pulls his hat over the side of his face. Also, that one episode that parodies the Bible (this show is wild, man) he wraps a blanket over his face, mummy-style.

However, one could consider it to be a trauma response to dying all the time. It would make sense that not covering his face could leave him feeling weirdly exposed, even if the hood never really protected him in the first place.

4.) Playing with hair.

Anytime he busts out the blonde wig, he is seen twirling it in his fingers. I’m not just talking about as Princess Kenny or as Lady McCormick. In the episode where Cartman joins NAMBLA, he wears a wig to get abortion pills, and he does it there too.

5.) Other possible stims

-He has been seen doing a little victory dance at times.

-He is often seen spinning around, sometimes out of triumph (woohoo!) and sometimes just for the hell of it

-His nervous habit of pulling his hoodies strings when scared/nervous

-Fuck it, the “woohoo!” He does all the time? I’m gonna count that, hell yeah

6.) Weird clothing habits

The little dude wears his parka with his suit, not over, under. He might actually be wearing a balaclava(which is like a hood-hat), but its funnier to imagine he’s wearing a thickass winter coat under his nice clothes just because he hates how they feel

7.) Expressive

Kenny can be a lot more expressive with his body at times compared to his peers. However that is likely just because the hood can make it hard to show expressions, so the animators need to make him do “more” so he’s not just standing there blankly

8.) Mysterion is literally Batman, and that’s just self-explanatory

9.) He never fucking talks anymore and that pisses me off so I’m just gonna hc that he’s semi-verbal to compensate

Anyway, rant over

#kenny mccormick #south park #autism #adhd #headcanon #cringecore

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wheelcr · 2 years

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thinking bout . . . mikey's big big hands /nsx like when he put his hand on like the small of my back when guiding me up the stairs of the wheeler basement after a long night of (sitting pretty and watching them play) dnd, it literally almost fully covered it like that's how big his hands are

or like when we were sprawled out on the couch at my house, my head in his lap holding up some book i stole borrowed from the wheeler house as he watched ducktales. somewhere along the way he fell alseep i think and his hand landed on my forehead. was honestly gonna like push it off or bite him or something until i actually paused, realizing it was like bigger than my whole face i swear to god- it was warm too

i remember when we were younger and i would always compare pinky sizes with him, like grabbing his hand and positioning it next to mine, then i would laugh my fuckin ass off at the size difference since his was smaller. even started calling him 'baby hands' for a time. fast forward 3 years and i get a rush of deja vu whenever he gently picks up my arm and places my hand next to his. bony fingers, definitely a lot longer than mine now

mikey loves to be a dick about it, would intertwine his pinky with mine when walking through the especially crowded hallways of hawkins high school in the morning. me being me i would roll my eyes but like i'm dying on the inside please my best friend whom i also have a massive crush on is semi holding my hand what do i do what do i do?!!?@*!)

he is absolute dogshit at expressing feelings but he sure is damn good at gauging 'em. he sorta senses that i'm loving liking it (or just that it gets some sort of reaction out of me in general) so this bitch starts doing anything to accentuate his hands. started wearing rings and i fr wanted to smack this bitch when he first showed them off to me

would come to school fidgeting with a scrunchie / one around his wrist all like "hey i found this on my bed. must've left it behind last night." he would twirl pens or a strand of his hair between his fingers in the middle of class, or occasionally tap his fingers on his desk to some stupid beat. acts nonchalant about it but i know damn well he was staring at me for a good 5 minutes prior, waiting for even the slightest indication that i would turn to look at him so he can pretend like he's all clueless and innocent

he is such a fucking menace. though i do melt a little when he smiles at me and just asks to hold my hand and does the this thing where he caresses the back of my hand with his thumb there's a lot more i wanna say but like i need my afternoon nap so yes, i love mikey's hands

#꒰⠀file : stranger things⠀꒱#bike wheeler!#mike wheeler #stranger things #stranger things x reader #shifting #reality shifting #desired reality #mike wheeler fluff #mike wheeler x reader #queued.#patchler.#storytimes.

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edajcheel · 11 months

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TW: Cheating Eels, No one is a good person, Moray eels need a warning, Yuu's perspective, ambiguous Yuu, toxic romance, female reader (Leech twins x Reader)

I suggest listening to the song while reading, great experience if I might say ♡

Imagine....

Bubblegum Bitch ♡

The first time she took a step into Night Raven College, it was like seeing the embodiment of Aphrodite.

Beauty, romance, love, lust

Got a figure like a pin-up,

got a figure like a doll.

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

Naturally, everyone was curious. Not to mention, a wide variety.

Her long heeled-boots would click and clack down the hallway, perfectly in rhyme. Comparable to the entrancing call of a siren, catching everyone's attention.

"Oh, goodness, shouldn't you move out the way lest you want to actually get ran over?"

The first time I saw her face to face, was when she chided Ace for blocking the way into a classroom.

"Oh— uh.. my bad! Haha..." Ace awkwardly scratched the back of his head as he gave a half-assed bow to her. It doesn't seem like she noticed when she instantly went in after Ace finally moved.

After she was gone from sight, a meager 18 feet away. Ace quickly came to me and Deuce, "Damn, so the new transfer is actually a girl!? You're telling me she was the one who threw Leona across the room at orientation two days ago?"

"Looks like it. It also seems like she's more capable than what the rumors said." Deuce let out a quick laugh, and glanced over to Ace

"Hehe, Ace was redder than a tomato I've ever seen!" Grim snickered behind my arms

"Hah? I think you were just seeing things!" inevitably Ace's ears and face became the exact same blush of red

But I couldn't help but block the sounds near me out while I stared at the entrance to Mr. Trein's classroom. The front row of seats on the right, in the middle was her, Y/n L/n. I also couldn't help but be memorized by her composure, and presence.

"Hey, you comin', Yuu?" Ace nudged me on the shoulder

......

"Oh yeah! Of course I will."

——

Oh dear diary,

I met a boy.

Who made my dull heart,

light up with joy

I was preoccupied by my journal in Alchemy class

Mr. Crewel clearly stated for us to write down the 5 steps to test if a mushroom is lethal, or not.. But I ended up drawing the two tall, and long legged men I've just seen today in the Cafeteria.

"Hehe, Shrimpy, ya'know that ain't the correct formula right?"

"Rather... b3+(8c +∆7) , would be the correct answer."

I shivered at the sudden coldness as I looked up from where the shadows on my shoulders came from.

The Moray brothers... Aka the people that almost kept my friends in captive if I hadn't intruded on their little shady business. "Uhh.. Well, thanks?"

They made me feel like an outright pitiful, and stupid person. But if it's a free answer to an unknown equation that I didn't know how to solve, especially from the Leech twins, chance is it's correct.

"If you ever feel any need to ask for anymore help in the future, we would like to recommend our house warden, Azul Ashengrotto." Jade smoothly cut in

"He's a real genius, got the answers to everything." Floyd twirled my eraser in between his fingers. A show of boredom, perhaps?

I clicked my tongue and pushed both of them away from me. "Please, you two. I've spent way more than I wanted to with both of your shenanigans."

"We were just suggesting, shrimpyy~"

"sometimes, I don't get why I like both of you.."

"What was that?" Floyd suddenly popped up real close to my face and leaned in, a mere few inches in between us

"Now, now, Floyd, you're probably making them uncomfortable."

The pumping of my heart could probably have been heard miles away as I stared into the differing orbs of both of Floyd's eyes. I opened my mouth slowly, just to close it again. I took the option to just nod in agreement to Jade.

"At last, we've wasted time enough, it's time to go back Floyd."

In the end, I was left with the exact same red, pinkish blush that Ace had once donned on his face.

——

I'm miss sugar pink,

liquor, liquor lips.

Hit me with your sweet love,

steal me with a kiss.

The chimes of the radio in the corner calmed me down somewhat. But, seeing.. the transfer talk to them worsened my bleeding heart.

I sipped, and sipped on my drink. I couldn't even taste the flavor, I was using it to relieve my stress and add some little comfort.

In the Mostro Lounge— where I came every Wednesday with my friends, the exception being Thursday today and also being all alone– was the transfer sitting on one of the chairs by the countertop getting all chummy with Floyd and Jade

"Oh please! Rid yourself of that thought now, haha!"

I think I want your, your American tan

Oh, oh, oh

my eyes narrowed even deeper, as I stared at her. What is she plotting?

"Hehe~ does Angelfish really think that we would let it go that easily?" Floyd giggled, as he poked her cheek playfully.

Angelfish??...........

I think you're gonna be my biggest fan

"Truly, she doesn't think that now right?" Jade's long pinky finger slightly grazed hers while cleaning the countertop with the small rag.

Was it on purpose or on accident?

.......

I sat on my bed. The pit of my stomach was full of dread, apprehension, fear. It was silent, dead silent. Exactly midnight, 0:00A.M

The only sounds that accompanied me in this dead night was Grim's grumbling snores. It provided no comfort at all, in truth, his snores completely crossed my mind

"Augh..."

I quickly grab my neck to cease the vomit creeping up, and sprinted all the way to the restroom.

Fortunately, I made it to the restroom without doubling over and making a mess out of the floor. I crouched down in front of the toilet.

Oh dear diary,

we fell apart.

Welcome to the life of Electra Heart.

My vision became blurry, hot drops of tears fled down my eyes, falling into the toilet.

Just like back then, she ruined it again.. Why can't I ever have my happily ever after? Why does she have to steal everything from me? Why won't she just leave me alone?

I'll chew you up and, I'll spit you out.

"W-Why won't she just give it a break...?" I slam my fist down to the wooden floor board beneath me as more tears crawled down my eyes.

"...eh, Yuu..? Are you okay?"

I looked to the doorway, to find Grim in the crack of the door.

——

"Why can't you just let go of the past already!?" I dabbed my finger into her chest, and I made it extra forceful to give her a slight grimace.

"Unfortunately, I don't understand what you're getting at."

I was behind the school, in a dark, small confined space where not much sun hit. I thought it was the perfect place to talk to the girl in question without any interruptions.

As I stare into her eyes. It reminded me of how they looked in the past. The exact same dull color, as if she's empty. There was absolutely no shine in them, nothing that can hint at her true feelings right now.

"Oh, you know damn well what I'm getting at. Don't play dumb." I hissed.

I'm miss sugar pink.

Liquor, liquor lips

"All those times, when we were younger. Dumber. Naive. Why can't you just let go?"

She was quiet. Just like back then. Her head was lowered. Just like back then. She didn't say anything. Just like back then. It was as if she couldn't figure out her own words. Just like back then.

"You stole him away from me. You played with me like I was one of your overpriced dolls. You made me think I was your best friend, just to target me and steal the boy closest to my heart."

She rises her head, something that was unfamiliar to her back then. Her eyes told me everything. How she regrets being friends with me. How she regrets letting me take him. How she regrets everything she's done for me.

"Did you not ever think that I would take revenge?" She took one step towards me.

"You'll feel what I felt back then."

She yanked my hair and pushed me down to the ground.

"Agh!"

Straight to number one...

I looked up, desperately, and opened my mouth to let out a call for help before a hand that grasped my neck stopped me.

"Heeeeehhh? What does Shrimpy think they're doing right now?" A similar sounding high-pitch voice echoes next to my ear, "It won't be that easy to escape, ya'know."

"Everything comes with consequences, dear Prefect." Both twins stood on each side of me, just like back at the cafeteria. But with more sinister reasons.

"N-no.. wait.. you have to be joking." It took all my strength to muster out that sentence. In disbelief, I looked up at Y/n.

"Maybe you should've considered your actions before. Oh well, I can't help you now." Y/n grinned. She looked almost insane with how her smile was growing second by second.

The most scariest thing is how different she turned out to be. The Y/n I knew wouldn't have hurt a fly. But as people grow older, they start becoming someone way more different than the person that used to play in mud, chase butterflies, play with water, and make flower crowns.

"If you think you could hurt Angelfish, and get away with it.. You're dead wrong, Shrimpy."

I'm miss sugar pink.

Liquor, liquor lips

Hit me with your sweet love,

steal me with a kiss

"P-please believe me, i-i.. didn't do anything wrong!" I slowly start crawling away from those two, those three.

As I did so, tears started bleeding out my eyes, just like what was happening to my heart right at this moment.

"Oh, but you did? I don't understand how hard it is to just accept your wrongdoings and pay it back." Jade breathes, disappointed.

"I-I-I'm sorry, I apologize... I crossed a line that wasn't mine.!"

I could barely see the growing scowls on both twins' faces with my blurry eyesight.

It seemed like they were waiting for a call.

"I don't forgive you."

I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch.

Bonus:

"Now that we've completed our side of the contract, it is your turn to complete yours, Y/n-san." Jade turned to me.

I smile and nodded. I wiped away the small glop of blood on my cheek with my handkerchief. "Thank you, both of you."

"C'moooon, Angelfish! If you really want to thank us, fulfilling your side of the contract wouldn't be that hard." Floyd grabbed me by my arms, and used enough force to make me fall into his chest

"Yes, we do deserve a reward from all our hard work." Jade let out a deep chuckle, slowly walking towards me.

"Please, go ahead. Y/n-san."

Both twins crouched to my height, expectingly.

Smooch ♡

Lowkey disappointed in this one.... But fuck it. I have many other chances to feed y'all better food. Y'all can get a taste of this trashy one!

#jade leech #floyd leech #twisted wonderland #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader #jade leech x reader x floyd leech #twst #Yuu #my love for these two brothers is infinity #trashy

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mxtxfanatic · 8 months

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I think one of my pet peeves is when people trying to justify certain characters actions because “they were young!” “They didn’t know better!!” “They were in grief!” “They are misunderstood!” “They grow up in a harsh environment!”

While condemning Wei wuxian actions, like he wasn’t traumatized teenager and young adult himself when everything happened to him. When his first life was one tragedy after another; they try to condemn him because of things that aren’t supported by canon and in modern society standards; “he uses demonic cultivation!” “He a mass murder!” “He tortured Wen Chao harshly!” “He a war criminal!” “He didn’t know his place!” “He shouldn’t saved the wens!” “It his fault that LP fall!” “He the narrator of the story of course his POV is biased!”

And those are the takes I seen TODAY, and my lack of sleep isn’t helping me being less annoyed by them. Because those takes? Don’t make any sense if you look at the canon novel; especially the last one, every time I see the take that WWX is the narrator therefore he unreliable is making me want to scream.

WWX is the protagonist of the narrative but he isn’t the narrator, did we forget the existence of “omniscient 3rd person POV” or that we need everything to be narrated from the main character point of view?

I don’t get it, I really don’t get it.

I’ve said it once and twice and I’ll say it again: nobody’s life in that story is more valuable than Wei Wuxian’s, the Wen siblings, or any of the individual Wen remnants. Not a single person is more deserving of life over that group of people. Mianmian was a servant in a cultivation clan who had her life endangered while her peers save for three were too afraid to act, but she still stood up to the cultivation world in defense of Wei Wuxian. Wen Ning and Wen Qing were the children of Wen Ruohan’s favorite cousin, but both still committed treason against their could-not-be-more-evil-if-they-gave-him-a-villain-twirling-mustache uncle. Hell, I’m one of the people who believes that Jiang Yanli compromised her relationship with Wei Wuxian for the Jin, but she still spoke up for Wei Wuxian in multiple instances against people who looked down on them both. All of them did this because it was the right thing to do, just like Wei Wuxian protecting the Wen remnants was the right thing to do. And every person in this list did what they did under direct threat and lack of power compared to those who could easily retaliate.

So no, I do not actually give a fuck about people’s justifications for why their favs being genocidal assholes is acceptable and justifiable while ignoring the very real, overtly powerless characters who do so much more than any of the clan leaders or heirs (minus lwj) ever dared to do despite having been raised under and surviving the same circumstances. Plus, you’d think stans would actually want Wei Wuxian to be the narrator of the story, because he is so much nicer by miles about the fact that all of his peers and elders (outside of a number he can count on one hand without using all 5 fingers) gathered together to kill him. Stans should be damn grateful that wwx isn’t actually his rumored self.

#mdzs asks #anon #not counting lwj as an example #because he’s neither powerless or disdained #when all of this is going down #there’s only one thing he dropped the ball on #but that’s a discussion for another day

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thomine · 9 months

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beneath the surface | xiao

RELATIONSHIP } xiao x reader

TAGS } general audiences, spot injuries, past experiences of drowning, modern au, intentionally lowercase, not proofread

SUMMARY } your love for diving is tested, and xiao doesn’t make quitting easy either.

WORD COUNT } 1.1k words

INFO } au august 2023, day 1 (sports) | more

“watch,” the sports anchor says as the crowd at the olympic hall hushes.

you shut your eyes and take a deep breath. this isn’t just any ordinary diver—it’s olympic diver xiao from liyue. he broke as much bones as he did for records in diving. this is a chance you don’t want to miss, yet seeing him wobble his weight on the flimsy board makes your palms sweaty.

you can feel the tension of the board beneath you, experience the rush of air as he leaps. you are no foreign to the procedure as a diver yourself.

breath hitched in your throat, you lean forward as he does his twist and jumps, but before he can rip the water, you find yourself victim to fear. you close your eyes and cover your ears. the audience roars. only then do you release that breath you held, and watch in awe as xiao’s dark hair breaks through the water’s surface.

shamefully, you look down, avoiding the heavy gaze of your coach that brought you here to teach you a lesson, one you know but find hard to execute.

thinking about it attracts pain in your knees to return. you press them together, a hand over your right knee as your fingers graze over the scar.

“graceful, isn’t he?” your coach says, arms crossed. “to think he had an ankle sprain a few weeks before this dive.”

you nod slowly, unsure what you should say. you can’t promise your coach anything, not when you’ve yet to win your fears.

it’s uncomfortable to hear him remain quiet as the background cheers. the announcer releases xiao’s marks. no surprise he jumps to first place.

“i need to use the washrooms,” you mumble, placing your items down. your coach barely gives you any form of acknowledgement as his eyes are fixed on xiao who does a bow before heading off.

finding an abandoned spot beside the toilet behind the hub, you sit on the floor.

sigh.

you wear your hoodie up, pulling its strings so the edges cover your face.

the longer you stall the harder it is for your body to return. your coach was right that you had to make your decision now.

you do love diving, but when you tore your ACL, the months in the hospital were a perfect place to begin reflecting if you’re willing to do it again.

and you did, but you didn’t love diving to the extent you’d go through such pains a third time.

your career, although amounting to nothing compared to xiao’s, was still something, and your coach had faith if you pushed past this mental barrier as all divers do with the waters before their dive, then you’d go big.

“bigger than xiao?” you asked once.

“of course not,” the coach said. “you can’t even go through an ACL tear twice, you think you can experience it 5 times?”

a slap to the face, but a little reassuring that you wouldn’t dethrone your idol.

something cold touches your hoodie and wets it. you bring it down to give whoever who messed with you a strong glare, only to meet with amber eyes and familiar mess of dark hair.

it’s a sports drink, fresh from the vending machine a few meters down. xiao’s holding it, arms outstretched towards you.

“… thank you,” you mutter as you take it.

“how’s your knee?” he asks, arms in his pockets. he changed from his swimsuit to his casual clothes fast.

“the news really loved covering it, huh?” you quip as you open the bottle, the fizz of the drink rising.

xiao doesn’t respond to your commentary. just stares, patiently waiting for a reply.

“well, uh,” you add after trying not to be awkward in the silence he brings, “i guess it’s fine. sometimes it feels like i tore it again while doing small tasks, but the doctor inspected it and said it’s healing fine. how’s your ankle?”

he balances his weight on the healthier ankle, then gives his left a twirl.

“it’s recovering.”

“have you ever thought of taking a break?” you ask out of the blue, although this question has haunted you for months. “even with new injuries, you never seem to stop.”

xiao takes the empty spot beside you. it’s crazy to see him so close. the last this happened was when you first tore your ACL at the Olympics. you almost drowned if it wasn’t for him jumping into the waters the moment he noticed something went wrong.

he was also nice enough to volunteer going with you to the hospital. throughout the ambulance ride, he held your hand and told you tips to bear with the pain.

“i don’t know what i’d do if i wasn’t diving,” he answers, voice barely there. “the pain becomes an afterthought soon enough.”

before you can question him further, he stands and makes his leave.

can you see yourself doing anything other than diving?

yes, you can. you have dreams of opening a little cafe at one point in your life. there’s also that dream of using the money earned from diving to travel the world. you can’t be diving forever, right?

head in hands, it dawns on you how isolating xiao’s fame is. to think he has nothing he can look forward to after his career as a diver… it was depressing.

“xiao!” you call out impulsively before his figure disappears. when he turns to you, you find yourself lost for words. would it be out of your place, a mere fan whom he so happened to have exchanged a few words on certain occasions, have any right to say anything?

his dreams; his passions; who he is beyond diving? they are questions that bog your mind every time your eyes land on him. who is the boy behind the poster and newsletter and whatever the news make him out to be?

you fiddle with the ends of your hoodie. time is slipping away yet the words don’t co-operate.

there are too many things to say—

“i owe you two,” you settle in the end.

he looks at you confused.

you raise the drink, then add, “plus, that time you accompanied me to the hospital. after my… accident.”

he nods.

“diving is a dangerous sport,” he says. “if you don’t have to means to bear with the pain behind a diver’s elegance, then don’t. it is not worth.”

and he leaves. you’re alone with the drink and his advice.

it pushes you oh so gently to your preferred answer to your coach, but something tells you that you need to brace whatever impact this career will bring to your weary body if you want the opportunity to repay him what he did to you.

you gulp down the drink like fuel, readying yourself to face your coach who’s probably looking for you right now.

will you regret this?

#xiao x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #AUaugust #xiao x y/n #xiao x you #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin reader insert #genshin impact x y/n #don’t expect quality i’m writing merely to stretch my brain muscles #and also build the habit of writing #i literally wrote this in one sitting #slo.w

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sheerfreesia007 · 1 year

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Stupid Cupid # 5

Title: Stupid Cupid #5

Fandom: Top Gun Maverick

Pairing: Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia x Reader

Author: @sheerfreesia007

Words: 1,009

Warnings: Fluff

Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien

Prompt: Dancing

Author Notes: Mickey is so easy to write for it seems for me. I’m loving developing this character, since we only really get a glimpse of him in the movie. Hope you enjoy!

Gif Credit: @topgundaily

You’re sitting at one of the high top tables at the Hard Deck tapping your toes along to the beat of the song that’s playing from the jukebox. Taking a sip of your beer your eyes dart around the group of aviators that you have come to call your friends until they land on Fanboy. He’s standing next to Payback talking amongst themselves about something that you can’t hear over the music and others talking out loud. Suddenly Fanboy’s eyes connect with yours and you smile bashfully at being caught staring at him, you salute him with your drink and watch a wide grin flash across his face before he starts moving towards you.

“Wanna dance?” he asks as he gets close enough and your eyes dart around the crowded bar before raising an eyebrow at him.

“There’s no room.” you respond as you smile behind your beer bottle. He looks around before spotting the open double doors that lead out onto the patio. He holds his hand out and you roll your eyes as you slip your hand into his while Payback and Bob cheer behind him making his grin widen even more. You slide off the high stool and he steadies you before leading you out onto the patio, he twirls you and catches you easily in his arms pulling you close and wrapping an arm around your waist while keeping your locked hands on his chest. You wrap an arm loosely around his shoulder and let your fingers hook around it as you step close to him. The two of you are breathing slowly in the shared space between you and your eyes dart up to his to find them staring adoringly down into your face.

He begins to lead you in a slow quick step dance and you expertly follow his moves as he turns you around the patio effortlessly, you’re surprised that you don’t get dizzy with all the turns that he’s able to execute but you figure that’s because his eyes have kept you captivated the whole time. Your fingers grip a little tighter around his shoulder and he smiles softly down at you as he steps closer to you. The two of you are quiet as he continues to lead you around the patio in a quiet charged dance.

“You’re a really good dancer.” you say softly and he smiles wholesomely at you with pride.

“Mi madre made sure I learned how to dance.” he confesses to you and smile softly at the adoring tone he has when he talks about his mom.

“Well if I ever meet her I’ll have to thank her for that.” you tease him and watch as his eyes widen slightly at your words. You blush hotly as you realize what your words implied and though you know you should try to walk those words back you don’t want to. Mickey Garcia was one of the aviators that had captured your attention and quickly held it ever since you met him and his squad. He was a little on the quiet side as compared to Rooster or Hangman but when he had something to say he made the others listen. He was also incredibly smart and was humble about his knowledge not being one to showboat or brag. Always quick with a joke or a quick smile and laugh he was always so approachable to you that it was easy for you to gravitate towards him whenever you met up with the squad. You knew you were falling for him with every encounter and you oddly were perfectly fine with that despite his dangerous career.

“She’d be so happy her hard work paid off.” he finally spoke up and you smiled brightly up at him. You rested your head against his warm chest and felt your body start to melt into his warmth. You let the silence fall around the two of you as you relished being this close to him and his arms, the shared warmth between the two of you made you relax completely in his arms and soon the two of you were just swaying from side to side. Every time he turns the two of you and you get a look into the Hard Deck you can see Payback grinning at the two of you from his spot around the pool table. You smile back at Payback on your last turn and snuggle further into Mickey's arms as a cool breeze comes over you from the ocean. “Are you getting cold? We could go back in.” Mickey suggests as he looks down at you concerned.

“I like being out here with you though.” you confess as you look up at him and he grins at your words.

“Well then why don’t we go grab a bite to eat and go for a drive before I take you home.” he suggests and you feel your heart swell with want as you hear his words.

“I’d love that.” you gush to him, he smiles down at you before grabbing your hand and he drags you back inside to grab your things before leading you back out to his car where he holds the door for you and helps you in before pumping his fist in the air in victory making you laugh at his antics. You watch as he jolts at your laughter and sheepishly walks around the front of the car to climb into the driver seat.

“You weren’t supposed to see that.” he says softly and you grin at him before leaning across the console to press a sweet kiss to his cheek.

“It was cute.” you respond before settling into your seat. Mickey stares at you with wide eyes before a smile forms on his face and he shakes his head to get rid of the fog your kiss had created there. He then happily turned his car on and began driving you to one his favorite little taco stands not far from the bar eager to spend more time with you.

#my writing #top gun maverick #stupid cupid #mickey fanboy garcia #mickey fanboy garcia x reader

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sebstanaddict · 2 years

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Always You

Chapter 26 - I Want Your Love

Note: This beautiful story is finally done. It has been an incredible journey writing this for the past 5 months. I'm eternally grateful to all of my lovely readers who have stuck by me and supported me as the story unfolded. Your support have been a constant motivation for me and I'm really thankful for that. You guys have even helped in editing some of my chapters and I can't thank you enough. You guys are the best!

Summary : A love story chronicling the love and life of Sebastian Stan and Female!Reader. Inspired by Sebastian Stan's recent love life.

In this chapter we'll visit Sebastian's hometown again Constanta, Romania where Sebastian took reader to interesting trips around Constanta with a hidden agenda.

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters: 26 / 26 (it's done!)

Chapter List >

Warning : fluff.. many of them, sexual references

Word count : 9k

I want your love

Do you feel like you ever want

To try my love and see how well it fits?

Baby, can't you see when you look at me

I can't kick this feelin' when it hits

All alone in my bed at night

I grab my pillow and squeeze it tight

I think of you and I dream of you all of the time

What am I gonna do?

I want your love

I Want Your Love - Chic

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Soho, New York - December 2022

Y/n opened her eyes slowly and found an empty bed in front of her. She was used to finding Sebastian next to her when she woke up in the morning that it felt strange not seeing him. She sat up and rubbed her eyes and as she did so she heard music coming from outside her room. She stood up and tidied her messy hair with her fingers while walking out of her room. Her face lit up and laughter started to escape her mouth once she got out of her room and saw the scene in front of her.

Sebastian was in the kitchen, dancing his heart out to what she noticed to be a disco song titled "I Want Your Love" by Chic. Sebastian was banging his head up and down and to the sides like he was at a rock concert. Starlene was sitting on her high chair, giggling and laughing as she saw her father danced.

"Oh my God, Seb.." Y/n walked closer to him while holding her mouth with her hand as she tried to hold back laughter.

"Honey, you're awake!" Sebastian stopped banging his head and danced himself closer to Y/n.

"Good morning, sweetheart." He leaned to her and gave her a peck on her lips.

"Good morning, Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled as he kissed her.

He then took her hand and twirled her around and encouraged her to dance as well. She laughed and danced along with him, much to the delight of Starlene. After awhile he let Y/n's hand go and he picked Starlene up from her chair and swung her high into the air as he continued dancing. Starlene laughed and giggled louder as Sebastian swung her up. He then carried her with one arm and held Y/n's hand with his other hand and they danced around the kitchen, moving their hips and feet until the song finished.

When the song finally ended, Y/n took Starlene off his arms and kissed her cheek.

I want your love

I need your love

Just like the birds need sky above

I'll share my dreams and make you see

I'm really there, your love I need...

"Good morning, baby girl."

"Morning, mommy.." Sebastian said in a mock baby voice as he put his face next to Starlene making Y/n laugh.

Both Starlene and Sebastian looked up at her and smiled, crinkling their noses, making Y/n's heart swell with love. She was right, Starlene was like a carbon copy of her father. Aside from having the same gorgeous blue eyes, pointed nose and cleft chin, they also had the same quirks. The way they smiled and laughed were similar, even the way they pouted were similar. Starlene's hair also mimicked her father with the same color and texture. Y/n had compared baby pictures of Sebastian and Starlene and they basically looked the same. Sometimes she wondered if Starlene inherited her genes at all.

"Well you're in such a good mood today, what's going on?" Y/n asked as he touched Sebastian's nose playfully.

"I'm just happy the holidays are near and we're finally going on a vacation together as a family." Sebastian commented, giving her a wide smile, hugged her briefly then pecked Starlene's cheek.

It was almost Christmas. Sebastian and Y/n decided to go to Constanta, Romania that Christmas. They wanted to introduce Starlene to his family in Romania.

"Oh, right. I can't wait for Starlene to meet her cousins. And I can't wait to go back to Constanta. I bet it's going to be beautiful there at Christmas." Y/n commented.

"Well sweetheart, I personally don't know what it's like there now during Christmas. I haven't been back there at Christmas. So I'm as excited as you are." Sebastian said as he poured coffee to two cups.

"I'm sure it's going to be beautiful. Anyway, I still need to pack." Y/n said, putting Starlene back in her high chair.

"I'll help you, sweetheart, don't worry." Sebastian winked as he put a cup of coffee in Y/n's hand.

"Coffee for you my love, with milk and sugar, as you like it." He continued.

"Thank you Iubirea mea, you know me so well." She smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek, then she sat down next to Starlene.

"Has she eaten anything?" Y/n asked as she sipped her coffee.

"No, she was crying when I woke up and I was thinking of preparing something for her but got the idea of the dancing to calm her down." Sebastian sat across from her, sipping his own coffee.

"The dancing worked like a charm." Y/n smiled.

"Yeah." Sebastian smiled.

"Daddy's girl loved watching daddy make a fool of himself, huh?" Sebastian said as he reached out and squeezed Starlene's cheek, making Starlene giggle. But she then turned to Y/n and reached her hand up and started crying.

"I think she's thirsty after all the dancing. I'll just nurse her for now and feed her some bananas later." Y/n said, putting down her cup of coffee. She picked Starlene up from her high chair and held her with her left arm. She then opened the front of her clothes and Starlene started nursing immediately, her small hand rested on her chest.

"While she nurses I'll whip something up for you. How does my signature egg sandwich sound?" Sebastian asked.

"Sounds amazing Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled and reached out to squeeze his hand.

"Good.. I'm going to add a secret ingredient that I just found out could make it even better." He winked and squeezed her hand back.

"Sounds yummy. Can't wait to have a taste." Y/n smiled.

She watched as Sebastian stood up and started to prepare to cook. Ever since he had won the Emmy he had been busy meeting and discussing new projects with various directors and producers. He had become one of the most sought after actors in Hollywood. His schedule for the next year was almost full, only leaving days off a couple of weeks in early January, about a month in the summer and a month at the end of the year. He had finished shooting the project with Renate Reinsve and he was scheduled to start filming the new Marvel movie with Anthony Mackie in Atlanta beginning on mid January. Y/n looked forward to accompany him there. She was a Marvel fan so it really was exciting to be able to accompany him as he shot a Marvel movie.

Despite being busy, Sebastian tried his hardest to help Y/n take care of Starlene. For the first three months it was hard as they adjusted their life with having Starlene to take care of. Lack of sleep was the norm for them especially for Y/n as Starlene nursed often and without caring whether it was the middle of the night or not. They took turns at night to take care of Starlene. Y/n would wake up to nurse her and Sebastian would wake up when she needed a diaper change. Y/n admired Sebastian for being so caring and helpful that he didn't even mind changing diapers. Sebastian adored Starlene and would do anything for her it seemed, and Y/n was very grateful for that.

Things became easier for them as Starlene turned four months old. She gradually shifted her sleeping pattern so she slept longer at night, giving both Sebastian and Y/n longer sleeping hours.

"There you go, sweetheart. Bon appetit." Sebastian put a plate with his signature egg sandwich in front of Y/n with a flourish.

"Thank you so much Iubirea mea. It looks and smells delicious!" Y/n smiled and took a bite.

"Mmm.. this is soo soo good, Seb. Did you put cheese in the eggs?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Mm..hmm.." Sebastian nodded while he ate his own portion of the egg sandwich.

"Oh the cheese makes it a thousand times even more delicious! I love it!" Y/n exclaimed as she took more bites of the egg sandwich.

"Glad you like it honey." Sebastian smiled.

"By the way, I'm going to meet up with Edward, Chad, Charlie and Bill today. We're all finally at the same city at the same time. So, I hope that's okay? I'll help you with the packing afterwards." Sebastian said mentioning his best friends some of whom he had not seen in months.

"Oh of course it's okay, Iubirea mea. Are Nina and Sarah coming?" Y/n asked, referring to Edward's and Bill's wives.

"No they're not. It's.. uh..it's a guy's thing. We're not taking the wives.. or partners.." Sebastian said as he shifted in his seat, averted his gaze from Y/n and went back to eating his egg sandwich, making Y/n feel a bit suspicious.

"Oh okay then. I hope you'll have fun. Say hi to them from me." Y/n smiled.

"Yeah, I will." Sebastian said as he finished his egg sandwich.

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Sebastian asked, sliding the plate to the side and looked at Y/n intently.

"Sure, Iubirea mea." Y/n replied, her curiousity peaked.

"Umm.. you remember Brandon? My stylist's assistant?" Sebastian asked.

"Brandon, yeah of course. Why?" Y/n asked.

"It's weird but..uh..he contacted me this morning asking for my opinion on something. But I don't know, I feel I should ask you too to get a woman's perspective. You know." He said as he whipped his cellphone out from his pocket.

"Oh..opinion about what?" Y/n asked curiously.

"He's planning on proposing to his girlfriend but isn't sure what kind of ring to get." He said as he swiped at his phone.

"Oh okay." Y/n nodded.

"Which of these rings do you like? Umm..I mean which one do you think Brandon's girlfriend will like?" Sebastian asked, showing her his cellphone.

"I don't know her, Seb. So I'm not sure if what I like she'll also like." Y/n said.

"Yeah, true. Just maybe give me your opinion on them?" Sebastian asked, his eyes hopeful.

"Okay." Y/n responded and looked at the rings displayed on his cellphone.

There were four rings on display. All of them had a different design of platinum band, and each adorned a different cut of diamond on it. There was one with a round cut, a princess cut, an oval cut and a heart-shaped cut.

"I like this one." Y/n pointed to the one with a round cut and a platinum band which narrowed on both sides right before the diamond was placed.

"Oh okay. Isn't it too simple though? I mean.. what do you think about this one?" Sebastian pointed to the one with a princess cut diamond on it and small beads of diamond along the length of the platinum band.

"It's too much bling for me, Seb. You know I'm a simple girl. But if you think Brandon's girlfriend is someone who appreciates more bling, then yeah, that one is beautiful." She said.

"Hmm.. okay. Thank you for your opinion, sweetheart." Sebastian smiled and he picked her hand up and kissed it. He then caressed Y/n's ring finger with his thumb while looking up at her with an adoring look on his face, making Y/n's heart skip a beat.

She wondered why he did that. She suspected he was on to something but decided not to bring it up. Ever since he wrongfully referred to her as his wife back at the Emmys, he never mentioned anything about getting married and making her his wife. He didn't even mention his mistake of calling her his wife. Y/n didn't want to push him on it so she put the thought out of her mind. They were busy with Starlene anyway. However she couldn't help but think about it again after Sebastian asked her about the engagement ring for Brandon's girlfriend. She wondered whether she would ever have a turn to get engaged and get married. Maybe she should ask him one day, when the timing was correct. There were too many things going on in his life at the moment that getting married was probably the last thing on his mind. Y/n assured herself as she continued finishing her egg sandwich while Sebastian went to take a shower. One thing for sure, she wouldn't hesitate to say yes if he ever did ask. She would love to make their little family official in front of God and the whole world.

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The View Restaurant, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Y/n took a spoonful of the four cheeses risotto she had ordered and closed her eyes to enjoy it as the risotto melted in her mouth. It was the best risotto she had ever had, even compared to her favourite from Rubirosa back in New York.

"I take it you like it?" Sebastian asked as he gazed at Y/n knowingly.

"I love it! It's even better than the one at Rubirosa." she commented.

"Seriously?" Sebastian asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Yup! Here, why don't you have a taste." Y/n said and she took a spoonful of the risotto and fed it to Sebastian.

"Mmm.. wow.. you're right!" Sebastian said in agreement.

"What about your butterfish, Iubirea mea? Is it good?" Y/n asked.

"It's not bad but I love the risotto more." Sebastian said as he cut his butterfish and took a bite.

Y/n and Sebastian were having a date night that night. They had arrived at Constanta a couple of days before. After spending the first couple of days hanging out with Sebastian's family, Sebastian asked Y/n out to a date night. Ever since Starlene arrived they had never gone on dates, he thought it would be good for them so he asked her.

"We need some alone time away from her. She'll be fine, don't worry." Sebastian had said as he persuaded Y/n to go with him. After thinking about it a while Y/n finally agreed. Starlene was left back at Sebastian's aunt's apartment where she was babysat by both Sebastian's mother and aunt.

Sebastian took Y/n to the restaurant The View. It was the memorable restaurant where they first danced and where they had dinner after Sebastian confessed his feelings to her. Y/n couldn't help but feel nostalgic sitting at the restaurant with Sebastian. They even sat at the same table as they did last time. So it was inevitable that she felt nostalgic.

After they had the main course they had the dessert. They decided to order a slice of chocolate cake to share. The same one they had ordered the last time they were there. It was still as delicious as the last time they ate it.

A live band was playing as they enjoyed dessert, just like the last time they were there. To Y/n's surprise they even played the same song, "Endless Summer Nights" by Richard Marx. Sebastian smiled wide as he heard the intro of the song. He stood up and bowed in front of Y/n then extended his hand.

"Would you like to dance, sweetheart?" he asked, smiling at her.

"I would love to Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled, accepting his hand and stood up.

Sebastian guided her to the front of the stage, picked up Y/n's wrists and put her hands around his neck. He then put his hands on her waist and started swaying to the music slowly. He pulled her closer to him and they danced, swaying to the music as they gazed at each other, lost in each other's eyes. It felt full circle to Y/n. In just one year a lot has changed and yet here they were at the same place they were a little more than a year ago. She was doubtful about their relationship back then and now she couldn't be more sure of their relationship.

They both smiled as the song reached the memorable part. Sebastian glanced at her lips and leaned in closer to Y/n. Y/n's heart beat faster as he moved in closer and finally closed the gap between them and kissed her. He kissed her very gently, making butterflies flutter around in her stomach. He always had that effect on her and she loved it. They continued kissing without caring that they were probably being watched by the other patrons of the restaurant. It felt like they were the only two people in the world.

There's only so much I can say

So please don't run away from what we have together

It's only you and me tonight

So let's stay lost in flight

Oh, won't you please surrender

"I love you so much Y/n my love." Sebastian broke the kiss and smiled at her with so much love in his eyes.

"I love you so much too Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled back, her heart swelled as she remembered his confession to her a year ago. Oh how she was really happy with her decision of accepting him as more than a friend. It was challenging of course at the beginning but completely worthwhile. He was the best boyfriend she ever had and she was grateful to have him in her life.

After the song ended they stopped dancing and went back to their seat holding hands. Y/n sat down first and Sebastian followed suit, keeping his right hand in his pocket.

"Y/n, sweetheart.. I.. umm.. have something to.." Sebastian said but he was cut off when Y/n's cellphone rang.

"I'm sorry Iubirea mea, hold on, let me check who it is." Y/n said while taking her cellphone out from her purse.

"Oh okay." Sebastian nodded. He looked kind of disappointed, which was weird, Y/n thought. She wondered what he was going to say before her cellphone rang.

"It's your mom." Y/n said looking at her cellphone screen.

"Oh, I hope Starlene's okay." Sebastian said, taking his hand out from his pocket and sat up straighter as he stared at Y/n anxiously.

"Hello Mrs.Frank. Is everything okay?" Y/n asked as she answered the call.

"Y/n dear, I'm really sorry to bother you but Starlene had been throwing up and having a slight fever for the past hour. Could you please come back home now and maybe take her to the doctor?" Sebastian's mother answered, a hint of panic in her voice. Y/n could hear Starlene's cries at the background, her stomach knotted in apprehension as she heard her baby's cries.

"Oh okay, of course. We'll be right home. We're done anyway. Have you given her any medicine?" Y/n asked.

"No, we wanted to ask you first. We do have fever reducing medicine." Mrs.Frank replied.

"Okay. I think we'll just take her to the doctor. Thank you Mrs.Frank." Y/n said.

"Okay. Please come home soon." Mrs.Frank said.

"Yes, we'll be right there." Y/n said and she hung up.

"Sweetheart, is Starlene sick?" Sebastian asked, his eyes furrowed in concern.

"Yeah she is. Your mom said she has been throwing up for the past hour and she has a slight fever." Y/n said as she returned her cellphone back into her purse.

"Oh no..come on then. Let's go." Sebastian stood up immediately and Y/n followed suit. They went out of the restaurant and went back to his aunt's apartment as quickly as possible. It was not something Y/n expected of course, having their date night cut off like that. But Starlene was their number one priority. She hoped Starlene wasn't seriously ill and could just be taken care of at home. Starlene was rarely sick so she was kind of worried about her.

They took Starlene to a hospital near by and the doctor suspected that she had caught some kind of virus. She was given fever reducing medicine and medicine to prevent her throwing up and some vitamins. Fortunately Starlene was still willing to nurse so they could take care of her at home.

Thankfully Starlene got better as days passed and she was completely healthy by Christmas. Sebastian and Y/n was at his aunt's apartment on Christmas day, sitting side by side on the sofa as they watched Starlene played with Sofia and Stefan on the carpet under the Christmas tree. Sofia adored Starlene. Not having a sister of her own she loved being with Starlene and would play with her whenever they came around. Y/n and Sebastian stayed at a hotel during their visit, they didn't want to bother his aunt's family with a baby in the house. Starlene was still waking up at night and they didn't want her cries to bother his family. But they visited his aunt's apartment everyday because Sebastian's mother was staying there.

"Sweetheart, what do you say we go and have some alone time again tomorrow?" Sebastian whispered in Y/n's ear. He had his arms around her and his whisper sent shivers down her spine.

"I'd love to, Iubirea mea." Y/n turned to face him and gave him a brief kiss on his lips, making him smile.

"What do you have in mind?" Y/n asked.

"I'd like to take you sailing." Sebastian said with a glint in his eyes.

"Sailing? Seriously, Seb?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows raised.

"Yup. You know there's a beautiful harbor near The View. I'm sure we can charter a boat there and just spend the day out in the open sea, enjoying the beautiful view. What do you think?" Sebastian asked.

"Well, I've never honestly go on a sailing trip. But it sounds great." Y/n smiled.

"Okay, it's a date then?" Sebastian asked with hopeful eyes.

"It's a date." Y/n smiled warmly at him.

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Tomis Harbor, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Sailing was not something Y/n ever thought of doing. Especially not in winter. She had never gone on a boat trip before so she was kind of nervous about it. She hoped she wouldn't get too seasick. It would be embarassing if she ended up throwing up throughout the whole trip.

It was of course cold in December that morning at the Tomis Harbor where they were supposed to go aboard the sailing boat from. But the sun was out and the sky was clear. Despite the cold weather and occasional cold wind passing them, Y/n could still enjoy the harbor.

Tomis Harbor was an old port in Constanta but it had been turned into a beautiful harbor where luxury yachts, sailing and fishing boats parked. There was a promenade around the harbor dotted with chic restaurants serving mostly seafood. The view of the promenade overlooking the sea with the yachts and boats as the background was beautiful. It was also the perfect place to catch the sunset overlooking the Black Sea. It was quite a crowded place in the summer, but since it was winter it wasn't as crowded. Y/n loved the peaceful and serene vibe of the place.

She looked up as Sebastian extended his hand to her. They were about to go aboard one of the yachts at the harbor. Sebastian had rented one of the biggest and luxurious yachts available there. The yacht was 46 feet in length and could fit up to 16 passengers. It had a large cabin with 4 large rooms, a living room and 4 bathrooms. It also had a huge bathing platform ideal for sunbathing and chilling out. The cockpit area was the center of life on the deck where people could get together on the large L‐shaped benches.

Sebastian always went a little overboard when it comes to spoiling his loved ones. Y/n had a bit of a love hate feeling toward that characteristic of his. She was used to having not that much money and used to be living a frugal life. So it took some getting used to adjusting to Sebastian's generous ways.

She accepted Sebastian's extended hand and got onboard the yacht where she met the captain and two staff who were going to cater to their needs. Sebastian had also ordered a full service lunch on board the yacht which explained the extra staff that were coming with them.

As soon as she got onboard the yacht she felt a bit queasy. The swaying of the yacht put her a little off balance. She held Sebastian's hand tightly as he guided her to go to the front of the yacht where the bathing platform was located.

"Honey, are you okay?" Sebastian asked looking back at Y/n as they walked along the narrow passage on the side deck.

"I'm okay. I just.. never gone on a boat before." she said in shame.

"Oh right. Don't worry sweetheart, the swaying will stop once the engine is on and we start the trip." He said, smiling encouragingly at her.

"Come on, it's best to sit on the front as we leave for the open sea." Sebastian said and pulled her hand gently. Y/n nodded and followed him to the front.

There wasn't exactly anywhere to sit safely on the front of the yacht. There was a huge platform where people usually sit but Y/n didn't feel safe enough to sit there. Y/n thought it would be better to sit on the L-shaped benches on the cockpit area.

"Iubirea mea, I'm sorry, can we just sit back there at the benches on the cockpit? I just.. don't feel safe enough to sit on this platform." Y/n said, her eyes furrowed as she looked at Sebastian who just sat on the bathing platform.

"Oh okay, if that's what you want. We can go back and sit here once the boat stops." Sebastian said and he stood up.

Y/n turned around and went back to where they came from, holding on tightly to the metal railings on the side of the yacht as she walked. They took a seat at the benches in the cockpit. The captain asked them if they were ready and Sebastian confirmed that they were, so they departed for the open sea.

The cold air hit Y/n's face as soon as the yacht set sail. She shivered a little and hugged herself. She wore many layers of wool clothing underneath her water-proof windbreaker, but the wind still felt cold to her bones.

"Sweetheart, are you cold?" Sebastian asked, observing her. He was sitting across from her.

"A little." Y/n said, rubbing her arms.

Sebastian sat up and sat next to her and put his arms around her tightly, making her feel warm immediately.

"Thank you Iubirea mea." she smiled and looked up at him. He was gazing at her with a strange look on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Y/n asked in confusion.

"Oh.. umm.. nothing. I just felt a little nostalgic." Sebastian winked. Y/n smiled as she remembered the events last year where Sebastian gave her a hug multiple times when she was cold.

"Oh, right." Y/n smiled and blushed as she remembered the events. It felt like they happened a long time ago when in fact it happened just a year prior.

"I love seeing you blush. You look pretty when you do." Sebastian said, giving her an adoring gaze, making her heart beat wildly in her chest.

He leaned close to her and kissed her cheek briefly then whispered in her ear. "As much as I'd like to kiss you right now, I don't really want us to be a spectacle to the captain."

Y/n laughed "You didn't seem to care back at The View restaurant." She whispered back.

"Well the captain is going to be with us for the next couple of hours. I'd say it would be weird. Don't you think?" Sebastian whispered.

"Yeah you're right." Y/n smiled and nodded. She turned her head to face the front and continued watching the scenery as the yacht made its way to the open sea. The view of the harbor and the yachts and boats anchored on them were slowly gone, replaced by nothing but endless blue sea. The view of the sea was breathtaking. All she could see was the beautiful blue ocean in front of her. The ocean seemed endless as she couldn't see anything else past the horizon. However, she noticed grey clouds in the distance. She wondered if it was going to rain.

"I hope it's not going to rain." Sebastian commented. He noticed the grey clouds as well apparently.

"Yeah, I hope so too." Y/n said.

It took them about half an hour to reach a good spot to stop. As soon as they stopped Sebastian stood up and went to the front of the yacht to talk to the staff who were going to serve them lunch. Y/n wanted to follow him but Sebastian said she should check the cabin and see all the facilities there. She agreed and so she went inside the cabin.

The cabin really was huge. She entered the living room first. It had a long dining table and long sofa at one side of the room. On the other side of the room was a pantry where meals could be served. She could see some plates, glasses, cutlery and take out boxes on the table in the pantry. She continued walking past the living room and opened the door to one of the bedrooms. The bedroom was quite big. A queen size bed was in the middle of the room placed on the forefront of the yacht so the head area was a little narrow but the sides were wide enough for people to get onto the bed. The bedroom was nicely decorated with simple flowers and potted plants. She checked other rooms and they were not as big as the first one she checked but they were comfortable enough.

After checking out the bedrooms she went back to the living room and met the two staff who were coming with them. They were preparing to serve lunch.

"Hi. I'm Y/n. What are your names?" Y/n asked and extended her hand.

"Hello Miss Y/n, I'm Andrea." the female staff shook her hand and smiled at Y/n.

"Hello Andrea, nice to meet you. What about you? What's your name?" Y/n asked the male staff and extended her hand to him.

"My name is Daniel, Miss Y/n." he said, shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you Daniel." Y/n smiled.

Just then Sebastian entered the cabin and smiled as he looked at her.

"Y/n, why don't we go up and enjoy the view from the bathing platform." Sebastian said, extending his hand to her.

"Okay. Well, see you later." Y/n said to Andrea and Daniel. They smiled in return.

Y/n took Sebastian's hand and followed him up to the platform. She was still queasy as the boat swayed when they walked, but the queasiness stopped thankfully as soon as she sat down on the platform.

Apparently the staff had prepared an area on the platform for them to eat. There was a nice red and white checkered fabric spread on top of the platform. A basket filled with warm bread was placed on the fabric along with jars of almond butter, strawberry jam and cream cheese spread. Bottles of sparkling water and juice were placed near the basket. Y/n also saw another basket filled with grapes, and cups of blueberries and strawberries.

"Wow, this is nice, Iubirea mea." Y/n smiled and sat down slowly on the platform.

"Glad you like it, honey." Sebastian said, smiling as he sat across from her.

They enjoyed nibbling on the fruits and ate the bread while waiting for lunch to be served.

"I feel like we're in the middle of nowhere." Y/n commented as she looked around her.

They were quite far out into the sea that Tomis Harbor and the surrounding area could hardly be seen. Wherever she looked all she could see was the serene blue ocean. It was so calming and peaceful. She really loved it there.

"I believe we actually are in the middle of nowhere." Sebastian chuckled, popping a grape into his mouth.

Y/n was munching on some blueberries when she saw it.

"Seb! Dolphins! Oh my God!" Y/n exclaimed excitedly, pointing at an area to her left.

Sebastian followed her gaze and saw them too. Two dolphins were swimming side by side, jumping out of the water and going back into the water repeatedly as they swam.

"They're beautiful." Y/n gushed, a wide smile on her face.

"They are." Sebastian smiled.

"Not as beautiful as you are though." Sebastian said, turning his attention to her and reached out to touch her cheek.

Y/n blushed and felt shivers down her spine as he did so. Heart pounding fast, she gazed back at Sebastian and found him looking at her with hooded eyes, full with love, adoration and desire. He lifted her chin up and leaned in closer and finally kissed her lips gently. He scooted closer to her without breaking their kiss. He then put his right hand behind her neck and his left on her waist while Y/n put her arms around him. After a while he licked her lips requesting access to her tongue and their tongues finally met and danced in sensual ways. She could taste the grape he just ate and his breath smelled like apple juice, which she loved. They continued kissing like there was no tomorrow, just enjoying each other. They finally broke their kiss when Andrea came and served the appetizer.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." Andrea said while putting a plate of deep fried calamari in front of them.

"It's okay Andrea." Sebastian smiled at her.

Andrea excused herself and they dug in immediately. The deep fried calamari was delicious. Crunchy on the crumbs outside and soft but not too chewy on the inside. The tartar sauce accompanying it was also delicious.

Right after they finished the calamari, Andrea came back and served them pan fried salmon with lemon garlic butter sauce along with a side of roasted parmesan rosemary potatoes and salad. The food was very delicious and Y/n enjoyed every bite. While they ate they made small talk, discussing some new released books that just came out. Y/n loved this side of their relationship. Their love of books. She could endlessly discuss them with him. No one else in the world would understand her love of books as he much as he did.

As the day progressed and they enjoyed their meal and their chat with each other, the weather gradually became colder. The grey clouds they saw earlier seemed to come straight at them and even grew bigger and darker.

"Iubirea mea, I think we should go inside the cabin. That grey cloud is coming at us fast." Y/n commented as the cold wind blew at them.

"Yeah.. hold on. I think there's one more meal we're supposed to get." Sebastian said as he stood up.

"What? I'm full already Iubirea mea. Besides, we can eat them inside. I really don't want to get wet." Y/n said, looking up at him.

"Honey, would you please just wait here for a minute while I check with the staff?" Sebastian asked, his voice sounded a little strained.

"Hmm.. okay." Y/n replied reluctantly, wondering why Sebastian seemed overly upset about one last meal.

Sebastian then left her and went into the cabin, leaving her shivering in the cold alone. The wind started to blow harder and drops of rain started to fall on her. She stood up immediately and went to the cabin to safe herself from the rain. When she went into the cabin she saw Sebastian standing in the middle of the living room. He had his hands on his waist and he seemed to be angry at Andrea and Daniel. They cowered in front of him as he scolded them.

"Well you better take responsibility for this or I won't pay a dime." Sebastian said angrily.

"Seb? What's going on?" Y/n asked as she walked closer to him and gently touched his shoulder.

Sebastian jumped as he felt her touch. "Oh, Y/n darling what are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay up at the platform."

"It's raining, Seb. I don't want to get wet." Y/n protested.

"It's raining?" Sebastian looked outside the cabin through a window and sure enough, rain had fallen.

"Great!" he threw his hands up in the air and shook his head in disbelief.

Y/n was confused on why Sebastian seemed to be so upset.

"Iubirea mea, it's fine. We can stay inside and enjoy the last meal here." Y/n said, trying to calm him down.

Sebastian took a deep breath and sighed. "Yeah, of course. Maybe it's also time for us to get back. I'm going to ask the captain to bring us back to shore."

He then left the cabin and went to the cockpit to meet the captain, leaving Y/n feel utterly confused at his behaviour.

"Andrea, Daniel, what was that all about?" Y/n asked, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Umm.. it's nothing, Miss Y/n. We.. forgot something and he was right to be mad about it." Daniel answered.

"What did you forget?" Y/n asked.

"They forgot to bring the last dessert I had specifically asked them to bring." Sebastian replied from the entrance of the cabin, surprising Y/n.

"Seb, it's just dessert. What's the big deal?" Y/n asked, looking at him in confusion.

"It's a very special dessert Y/n. But yeah.. it's just dessert. It's fine. I'm sorry if I was too harsh on you guys." Sebastian said to Andrea and Daniel as he sat on the long sofa near him and put his hands on his face.

"We're really sorry Mr.Stan. We'll make it up to you, somehow." Andrea said in regret.

"Yeah..yeah.. We'll talk later. Now would you please leave us?" Sebastian asked.

"Of course Mr.Stan." Andrea said and they excused themselves from the cabin and closed the entrance to the cabin as they went out, giving Y/n and Sebastian some privacy.

Y/n sat across from Sebastian on the long sofa and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Iubirea mea, is everything okay? I've never seen you so upset over dessert before." Y/n asked in concern.

Sebastian touched Y/n's hand that was touching his cheek and leaned his cheek against her hand. His tense shoulder relaxed and the furrows on his eyebrows gone as he felt her touch on him.

"Everything's fine, honey. I can be a little of a perfectionist, as you know. I'm also upset about the weather." he said as he glanced outside the window. The rain was falling hard now, making it impossible for them to go up onto the platform again.

"Iubirea mea, as far as I'm concerned, everything is perfect today! I mean, I even got to see dolphins! That was f*****g amazing!" Y/n said making Sebastian chuckle.

"You're right, sweetheart. That was f*****g amazing!" Sebastian smiled and he picked Y/n's hand from the side of his face and kissed it gently.

"I love you." he said, looking up at her with a soft look on his face.

"I love you too, Iubirea mea, always." she smiled and leaned closer and kissed him gently.

They ended up spending the trip back to shore making out in the cabin. Despite the cold hard rain outside, Y/n felt all warm and fuzzy inside. There was no better way to spend the day than being with him, the love of her life that she would always love for the rest of her life.

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Heliport, Mamaia, Romania - December 2022

Y/n shield her eyes from the sun with her hand as she looked at the helicopter in front of her. A couple of days after the sailing trip Sebastian asked Y/n to go on yet another date with him, this time a date on a helicopter. As much as Y/n loved having dates with Sebastian, she felt that he was behaving quite strange. She thought one or two dates would be enough and he would then take them on child friendly trips with Starlene. But he insisted on taking her on another date, the reason of which was still a mystery to Y/n until that day.

"I just want to spend more time with you, just the two of us, before we get back to the US and I begin work. We won't have time to go out on dates once I start work." Sebastian had answered when Y/n questioned his request of going on another date.

Y/n could understand his reasoning, but what she couldn't understand was the type of activities he had chosen to do for them. For some reason he was into riding on transportation that Y/n had never ridden before. The sailing trip went well in her opinion. Even though she felt queasy at times, thankfully she didn't get to a point where she threw up and got seasick. This helicopter ride however was an entirely different thing. She was still slightly scared and anxious riding on airplanes. She suspected she would be more anxious going on a helicopter ride.

"The view is going to be amazing though from up there. You're gonna love it, sweetheart, I promise." Sebastian had said when she voiced her anxiety about going on a helicopter ride. After more and more persuasion from Sebastian, Y/n finally agreed to go.

Sebastian booked a helicopter ride tour which included a 30 minute ride starting above Mamaia and circled the city of Constanta. It would then stop for 30 minutes on top of a tall building's helipad in the city where they could enjoy a glass of champagne. The heliport where the helicopter was going to depart from was located near Mamaia beach, about 24km from Constanta's city center. They decided to go during the day so they could see all the view better. After grabbing a quick lunch at the hotel, they took a taxi ride to the heliport. Starlene was once again babysat by Sebastian's mother and aunt while they went out.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?!" Sebastian asked, slightly yelling so she could hear him because the sound of the helicopter's rotor was so loud.

"Yeah, I'm ready!" Y/n nodded and yelled back.

Sebastian pulled her hand and guided her closer to the helicopter. They ducked as they got closer to the helicopter. When they got in, they were greeted by a friendly pilot and co-pilot. They buckled their seat belts and put on their headsets.

"Good afternoon Mr.Stan and Miss Y/n. My name is Alexei and I will be your pilot today, and this is my co-pilot Adrian." the pilot said and Y/n could hear him clearly through her headset.

"Hello Alexei and Adrian. Please take us safely back here. We're actually quite scared of this trip." Sebastian said making Alexei and Adrian laughed.

"Don't worry, sir, it's our job to get you back safely. Now you can just sit back, relax and enjoy the ride." Alexei said and Sebastian nodded.

Y/n's heart beat fast in her rib cage as the helicopter started to ascend. Sebastian took her hand and squeezed it, trying to comfort her. She looked at him and smiled nervously.

"It's gonna be okay honey, trust me." Sebastian said, smiling at her and Y/n nodded.

After reaching an altitude of 10.000 feet, the helicopter started to move forward and took them flying toward Mamaia beach. Y/n had avoided looking to her side of the window and looked forward instead. She had a slight fear of heights and wasn't sure she could handle seeing the land below from her window.

She looked in front of her and saw the beautiful blue sea stretching as far as her eyes could see. In the distance she could see the buildings from Constanta city. Sebastian was right, the view was spectacular and she loved it.

"Honey, take a look outside your window. You can see the Mamaia beach with the signature umbrellas." Sebastian leaned over her and pointed toward the Mamaia beach below.

Y/n looked down and indeed the view of the Mamaia beach was beautiful. Mamaia beach consisted of a long stretch of beach about 8km in length. She could see hotel buildings and resorts throughout the beach. She could also see small dots placed in rows which were the umbrellas on the beach. The beach looked like an architectural mock-up from up there. Seeing how small the objects on the ground seem from above made Y/n realize how small they were. It was quite a humbling feeling to have.

"It's beautiful Iubirea mea." Y/n said turning her head to look at him. But as she turned to look at him she suddenly felt a spinning sensation. She closed her eyes, put her hand on the side of the helicopter and held on tightly.

"Y/n, honey, are you okay?" Sebastian asked in concern as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know, Seb. I feel like I'm spinning.. I think I'm having vertigo." she replied while still closing her eyes.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry." Sebastian said as he reached out and squeezed her hand.

"What can I do to help? Is there something you can take to cure it?" Sebastian asked.

"There's supposed to be a medicine I can take but obviously I don't have it with me." Y/n said as she held Sebastian's hand tight.

"Hmm..okay. Do you think you can wait until the ride is over before we go find the medicine?" Sebastian asked.

"I don't know, Seb." Y/n said as she opened her eyes slowly to try and see whether she had gotten better. As soon as she opened her eyes she felt the terrible spinning sensation again so she closed her eyes again. She could feel Sebastian's hand tighten on hers as the ride continued.

"Alexei, I'm really sorry but can we go back and call off the ride. Y/n is having vertigo." Sebastian said.

"Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that but we have a flight plan that we have to stick to, for safety reasons. If you want we can skip the champagne stop and go straight back to Mamaia after this first 30 minutes is up." Alexei replied.

"Yeah okay, we'll just skip the champagne stop." Sebastian said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"I'm really sorry, Iubirea mea. I don't know what's gotten into me. Maybe a combination of anxiety, fear and lack of sleep triggered this." Y/n said as she continued closing her eyes. She had not had a good night sleep last night as Starlene woke up multiple times throughout the night, wanting to nurse. She seemed to be having a growth spurt making her want to nurse more frequently.

"It's fine sweetheart. Let me just take a video of the view below so you can see it later on." Sebastian said and he pulled his cellphone out from his pocket and started recording a video of the spectacular view down below.

Time seemed to went by very fast and before she realized it the helicopter ride was over. She could barely walk as she got out of the helicopter, relying entirely on Sebastian to hold her and guide her toward the parking lot where the taxi they took from their hotel to the heliport was waiting. They had asked the taxi driver to wait for them so they didn't have to find another taxi to get back to their hotel.

Y/n leaned back on the seat of the taxi, closing her eyes as the spinning sensation continued. They went back to the city and went to find a drugstore. Y/n knew what medicine to buy for her vertigo as her father had suffered from vertigo for years. Thankfully they didn't need to go far to find a drugstore which had the medicine. She took the medicine immediately but it took sometime to work. So they went back to the hotel so she could rest.

Even though she had taken the medicine she still felt the spinning sensation. She decided to go to sleep and hoped it would be gone by the time she woke up. Sebastian accompanied her on the bed, putting his arms around her and rubbing her arm as she tried to sleep.

"I'm sorry for ruining our date, Iubirea mea." Y/n said in regret.

"Honey, no need to be sorry. I should have refrained from pushing you to do the helicopter ride. I was selfish. I thought you would enjoy it because I like it. But yeah, I kind of forgot about your fear of heights. I'm really sorry." Sebastian said as he continued to caress her arms gently.

"It's okay, Iubirea mea. I still enjoyed the ride before the vertigo hit. It was really a once in a lifetime experience." Y/n said as she blindly reached out to try to touch his face.

She could feel Sebastian's hand on hers and he put her hand on his cheek. She could then feel him kissing her on the lips, surprising her.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. You know I can never resist kissing you being so close to you like this." Sebastian sighed.

Y/n chuckled. "That's okay Iubirea mea, it just felt kind of weird because I still feel the spinning sensation, you know."

"Yeah. I'll stop talking now so you can go to sleep." Sebastian said, giving her a peck on the nose, making Y/n smile.

"I love you, Iubirea mea." Y/n said, smiling while still closing her eyes.

"I love you too Y/n, my everything." he said, making Y/n's heart leapt in her chest. He had never called her my everything before, and she loved it. She was his everything and he was hers.

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Cazinoul Din Constanta, Constanta, Romania - December 2022

Y/n pushed Starlene in her stroller on the wide sidewalk next to Constanta Casino. It was their last day in Constanta and they wanted to enjoy it visiting the beautiful Constanta Casino with Starlene. The Casino was still being renovated when they came last year, now the renovation was done and they were able to go inside the Casino if they wanted to.

The weather was a little colder than usual that afternoon but there was a snowfall forecast for later on the day that Y/n hoped they would be able to witness.

Sebastian walked next to her along the sidewalk, his hands in his pocket. He had been unusually quiet during their trip from the hotel to the casino. Heck, he had been very quiet since he woke up that morning, like he had something on his mind. Y/n wondered what he was thinking. She was concerned if he was stressed out about something. Y/n had voiced her concerns about him earlier and he brushed it off, saying he was just slightly tired. Starlene was still in her growth spurt period so she was back to waking up frequently in the middle of the night to nurse, making both Y/n and Sebastian sleep deprived.

They stopped on the barrier in front of the casino to take some pictures. Y/n took Starlene out of the stroller and carried her as they took pictures and selfies. Suddenly an old man approached them and kindly offered to take a picture of the three of them which they accepted gratefully.

"Multumesc." ("Thank you") Sebastian said to the old man after they were done taking pictures.

"Cu placere." ("You're welcome.") The old man said, smiling at them as he gave Sebastian his cellphone back. He then left them and went back to do his afternoon stroll.

"Do you want to go inside?" Sebastian asked Y/n, beckoning his head toward the Casino.

"Sure!" Y/n responded brightly. She was curious on what the inside of the Casino look like. It looked beautiful from the outside and she suspected it would be beautiful in the inside too.

They went to the entrance of the Casino and bought two tickets to get inside. The Casino had been renovated to become a multi-function venue. It had several large halls able to host various art performances. It also had rooms for art exhibitions. Interesting art pieces and dioramas were installed on corners of the Casino which could become a beautiful background for people to take pictures at. As it happened there was a photography exhibition in one of the rooms in the Casino. They ended up spending about an hour looking at artful photography and exploring the Casino. They weren't exactly art aficionados, but they did like to talk about it sometimes.

Right at the end of their trip there was a small gift shop selling souvenirs of the Casino and Constanta in general. They ended up buying some souvenirs for their friends back in New York.

As they walked out of the Casino they passed an interesting area. The Casino had built a special fence near the exit of the Casino where people could put on padlocks with their names on them. It had become a place where people would go to confess their love to one another and seal their love by putting a padlock on the fence.

Sebastian approached the fence and studied the padlocks hanging on them. There were hundreds of padlocks there varied in style and color. He chuckled as he read some of the names and writings on the padlocks.

"What's so funny Iubirea mea?" Y/n asked, standing next to him while holding on to Starlene's stroller and studied the padlocks as well.

"Oh nothing, one of the padlocks said 'may you always be my lovely dork.'" He replied making Y/n laugh.

"What would you write on our padlock, if we had one?" Y/n asked curiously.

Sebastian froze as he listened to Y/n's question. He let go of the padlock he was holding and turned to face Y/n.

"Y/n.. it's funny you should ask that." Sebastian went closer to her and picked up both her hands and held them tight in his. Y/n's heart beat faster as he realized what he was going to do.

"Y/n.. All my life I've been searching for that someone that can complete me. Someone that can be with me through thick and thin. Someone that can support me and I can support back. Someone that can make my day better just by smiling at me. Someone that I can share laughters and tears with in equal measure." Sebastian said as he gazed at her with a soft yet yearning look on his face.

"Years went by and I wasted them all with other people when that someone was right in front of me the whole time." Sebastian continued as he lifted her chin with his finger and gazed at her intently, making Y/n's heart beat wildly in her chest.

"Y/n.. that someone is you. For twenty one years it has always been you. You're all I ever want. You're all I ever need. You.. are.. my everything." Sebastian said, putting his hands on the side of her face. Y/n felt lightheaded as she heard his confession. She couldn't believe what was happening.

"Y/n.. words cannot express how much I love you. I've always loved you and I will continue to love you for as long as I breathe. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, with Starlene and any future children we may have in the future." He continued, making her smile.

"So.. " he said, pulling out a small red velvet box from his pocket and opened it, then he knelt down in front of her.

"Will you marry me? And make me the happiest man on earth?" Sebastian asked with a nervous smile on his face.

Y/n closed her mouth with her hand in shock as the realization dawned in her. A tear dropped from her eye and she nodded.

"Yes.. yes, a thousand times yes, I will marry you, Sebastian Stan." Y/n said, her voice shaking.

Sebastian smiled wider. He stood up and Y/n put her arms around him, hugging him tight. He picked her up, turning her around on the spot, making her giggle then he put her back down. He picked the engagement ring from the red velvet box, which happened to be the one Y/n liked from the pictures Sebastian had shown her a couple of weeks before. He then slid it to Y/n's left ring finger where it fit her perfectly.

"Iubirea mea, did you buy the same ring as Brandon?" She asked teasingly as she stared at the ring, making Sebastian laugh.

"You know I wasn't asking for Brandon." He winked.

"I know.." Y/n smiled.

He leaned closer to her, put his right hand behind her neck and his left hand on the side of her face and kissed her gently. Y/n felt like her heart was going to explode with the intensity of his kiss. She put her arms around him and held on him tight as they continued to kiss passionately, forgetting everything around them. As they kissed soft snowflakes started to fall on them, covering them with a layer of glittery white.

Suddenly Starlene made some noise, making them stop kissing. She held her hands in front of her as she tried to catch the snowflakes.

"Yes, my baby girl. These are snowflakes. They're pretty aren't they?" Y/n leaned down closer to Starlene and cooed. She then picked Starlene up from her stroller and carried her.

"Not as pretty as your mommy, though." Sebastian said while caressing Y/n's cheek gently, making Y/n blush.

"See.. your mommy looks even prettier when she blushes." Sebastian continued as he gazed at Y/n with love and adoration, making her blush even more.

Starlene held both her hands up at Sebastian, wanting to be held by him.

"Oh yes, you're equally pretty as your mommy." Sebastian said as he took Starlene off from Y/n's arms and carried her with his right hand.

He then pulled out a padlock from his pocket and showed it to Y/n. The padlock was red in color and had their initials on them and a heart between their initials.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N ❤️ SS"

"Iubirea mea..when did you even have the time to make this?" Y/n asked, chuckling.

"Oh you know, I have my resources." Sebastian said, winking at her.

"Here, why don't you put it on the fence." Sebastian gave her the padlock.

"I think we should make a wish or something." Y/n commented.

"Yes, let's make a wish." Sebastian nodded.

They closed their eyes and made a wish in their hearts that they would always be together, loving each other until they're old and grey. After making the wish, Y/n put the padlock on the fence then turned to Sebastian.

"I love you so much, Iubirea mea." She looked up at him and smiled softly.

"I love you so much too, Y/n, my everything." He smiled softly back at her.

"I love you both so much." Sebastian said as he gave Starlene a peck on her cheek.

He put his arms around Y/n and held the two love of his life in his arms as they looked forward toward the beautiful Black Sea behind the fence full of padlock, while the snow fell softly around them, turning them into a picture perfect family.

Y/n felt like she was living a dream. Everything she thought she didn't have just a year ago she now had. She was going to get married to the love of her life and she had a beautiful baby with him. Life couldn't be better for her. She realized life had its up and down. But she was certain that whatever happens in her life, she would be able to handle it as long as she had Sebastian by her side, as long as they loved each other like they always have for the past twenty one years.

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