#found family sentence starters
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𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐋/𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
as requested by a very wonderful, very dear, very lovely friend! i hope you all enjoy using these as much as i enjoyed writing them! i honestly found these so nice and therapeutic to write tho like oml i cannot get over it! DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST PLEASE!
“ oh, i knew you could do it! i’m so proud of you! “
“ i’m thinking of doing a movie/game night at my place, if you wanna join in? “
“ how many mugs of coffee have you had today?! that’s enough, now, you go take a nap before you buzz through the ceiling! “
“ i’ll send you the recipe, if you like! but, in the same breath, you should know that i really don’t mind continuing to cook this for you; it’s no trouble at all, really! “
“ are you sure there isn’t anything i can do to help you in the kitchen? “
“ come on in! take a seat! i’ll fix you up a plate, there’s more than enough to go around! “
“ why don’t you spend the night here? really, it’s no trouble to fix up the guest room, and we have plenty of spare pajamas and toiletries if that’s what’s bothering you! “
“ look, i get the whole lone wolf thing, trust me, i do. but... you do understand that there’ll always be a place here for you, don’t you? that door is always open to you, no matter what. that’s a promise. “
“ why don’t i make you a cup of tea, and you can tell me all about it? “
“ [NAME]? hey, hey, hey, what’s the matter? are you okay? what’s wrong? oh, come here... “
“ jeez, i don’t even wanna know how you got that battle wound there; sit down and let me fix it up, won’t you? “
“ hey, stranger! it’s been a minute, huh? what’ve you been up to? how have you been? hell, where have you been? “
“ now, now, don’t be silly; put that wallet away. i invited you out for dinner, so i’ll pay the bill, right? you can get the next one! “
“ hey, you didn’t order anything! don’t worry about it, huh? here, take half my sandwich; i can never finish the damn thing, anyway, you’re really doing me the favor! and there’s coffee in that flask, so help yourself to that, too! i’ve been trying to cut back, anyhow. “
“ hey, i know it’s really late, but... i didn’t know who else to call. “
“ everything’s gonna be okay, i promise. just tell me where you are, okay? and i’ll come and get you right this second. “
“ well, we have to celebrate your good news! what’s your favorite dinner? oh, and cake! we can’t have a decent celebration without cake, right? “
“ hey, hey, it’s okay, relax. i’m not about to nag you for skipping out on curfew, alright? have you eaten anything? because i saved you a plate, and it’s in the oven if you want it. “
“ now, now, none of that self-hate talk! we all have bad days, right? we all mess up sometimes and make silly mistakes. but it doesn’t matter at the end of the day; it just makes the good days all the better! “
“ guess who has an extra ticket for the concert this weekend! wanna come with me? they’re practically front row! “
“ you’re still coming over for dinner tonight, right? “
“ hey! what are your plans for the holidays? because, if you didn’t have any, i have an offer for you! or an open invitation! “
“ did you do something different with your hair? it looks amazing! “
“ oh my god, where have you been?! i was so worried about you! are you okay? did you get hurt?! “
“ we should go out tonight! come on, you can ransack my wardrobe if you like! i have a friend who’s the bouncer at that new night club, they can get us in for free! “
“ i made you some breakfast, if you’re hungry? it’s your favorite! unless you’ve got a new favorite, in which case... “
“ don’t forget to take an umbrella! “
“ let me know when you get there so i know you’re safe, okay? “
“ i watched that show you recommended last week! it was so good! can you believe that season finale, though? “
“ rough night, huh? i know that feeling. here, help yourself; the coffee is fresh, and the waffles are pretty damn good today, if i do say so myself! “
“ i knew you’d forget yours, so i brought extra. go ahead, help yourself! “
“ you’re welcome to stay for as long as you like. what’s mine is yours, okay? you don’t need to ask permission, just take whatever you want. “
“ you should get some sleep, okay? my room is just down the hall if you need anything. “
“ you don’t need to be so polite around here, you know! help yourself; i don’t bite! “
“ hey now, never apologize for feeling emotions, okay? humans are meant to feel all this stuff, no matter how good or bad the feelings are. besides; shoulders are built to be cried on! “
“ you should keep that sweater! it looks much better on you than it does on me; brings out your eyes! “
“ i never realized you could cook! the apron suits you very nicely! “
“ if you don’t have any plans this weekend, we should do something together! “
“ remember, if you want to leave early, just call me and i’ll come get you, okay? “
“ would you come on in inside out of that rain?! you’ll catch your death! “
“ don’t worry about it, okay? no apologies necessary; just breathe, everything’s good. “
“ it’s okay! no use crying over spilt milk, am i right? fetch me that mop and i’ll clean it up; you should find a clean shirt in the third drawer in my room, too! “
“ here, grab a plate; i made your favorite, and there’s more than enough for you to have seconds and take home a tonne of leftovers, too! “
“ would you mind setting the table for me while i finish up in the kitchen? “
“ you want some hot cocoa before you go to bed? i’m more than happy to have one with you; not to praise myself or anything, but my hot cocoa is the best in town! “
“ you did it! oh, congratulations! quick, i’m gonna fetch the sparkling cider, and then i’ll book a table somewhere fancy; we’re going to celebrate in style! “
“ oh god, you’re burning up a fever, you poor thing! here, lie down, let’s get you some water and a nice cool cloth, huh? “
“ how are you feeling? i thought you might be hungry, so i made some tea and toast. “
“ i thought i might find you out here... this must be your favorite spot, huh? it’s nice! “
“ how are you? and be real with me, now; i can tell when you’re not being honest with me. you’ve got a tell. “
“ figured you might be needing an extra blanket in this weather. you mind if i sit with you for a while? “
“ let’s go for a walk, huh? i know this place that does the best coffee you’ll ever have! “
“ i can’t believe you’ve never seen this movie before! we have to fix this immediately; you get the popcorn, i’ll order in the pizza and get the tv set up. “
“ wow... that pun was so awful, it actually became good again. nicely done! “
“ i know you have that meeting today, so i thought i’d come wish you luck. and give you my lucky socks! “
“ hey! i hope you’re hungry, i spared you some waffles and pancakes from breakfast this morning! “
“ maybe you’re not ready to talk just now. but i want you to know that, whenever you are, my door is always open to you. understand? “
“ i’m not here to say i told you so, don’t worry. i’m not that cruel. i’m just here to comfort my friend. “
“ you’re here so often, i figured it was about time you had your very own mug! “
“ do you mind if i put you down as my emergency contact? “
“ you should move in with me! i have a spare room, the rent is cheap, it’s closer to work... i mean, only if you want to, but i’m very much in favor of this! “
“ i know that things haven’t been easy for you lately, so... i was thinking, maybe we could plan a little vacation together? “
“ pull the car over, alright? you can get some sleep in the back seat, and i’ll take over the driving. “
“ woah, woah, woah... slow it down a few miles, huh? what’s going on? where’s the fire? “
“ do you want a hug? i give some really good hugs; i nearly got voted the best hug-giver in the continent, once! come on, you know you want to! “
“ hey! so i’m after having a really crappy day. you wanna get take-out and watch a movie at my place tonight? “
“ i remember you saying you didn’t like this ingredient last time, so i fixed you up something else. “
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⊱┊dialogue : found family
latibule (n.) • a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort
change pronouns/tense as needed!
“y’know i love you, right?”
“you’re not alone.”
“i trust you.”
“i got your back.”
“you’re like the sibling i never had.”
“we’re more than friends. we’re family.”
“you’re my family.”
“you mean so much to me.”
“you’re all i need.”
“you’re all i have.”
“you’re not leaving, right?”
“everyone else left/died… i can’t afford to lose you.”
“can i have a hug?”
“you could never be my insert family member.”
“i’m sorry. it’s just been a long day.”
“i can’t sleep.”
“insert name just kinda… hurt my feelings.”
“i’m sorry about that argument/fight..”
“i don’t deserve you..”
“family?”
“back in my day–” (for bonus points: “ughhhhh”)
“whoever ate my food is about to fucking DIE.”
“don’t you DARE slam doors in my house!”
“insert NAAAAME! they’re picking on MEEEE!!”
“who drank all the GODDAMN milk?!”
“can you help me with my tie/zip me up?”
“can you help with my homework?”
“in a mood for a movie night?”
“thanks for… well, everything.”
“i love you.”
these starters are kinda… eh? they’re rushed… but that doesn’t mean i didn’t try! hope you enjoyed!
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“it feels like you’ve always been part of my life.”
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A List of Prompts
because yeah i think it would be helpful if there was a comprehensive list of those, so
ANGST. want to cry? here's some onion for you.
fighting/intense
someone is injured
protective
reluctant allies
shedding a tear
secret relationship--getting caught and confronted
enemies to lovers
corruption arc
sentence starters
forbidden love
101 ways to break the characters (and readers) heart
broken trust
hit em where it hurts
for the damaged
short angst sentence starters
soft angst sentence starters
high pain tolerance
dark and angsty sentence starters
from the villain
SMUT / NSFW. having horny thoughts? endulge.
action prompts
subtle intimacy
sexual tension
kissing starters
smut dialogue prompts
sfw friends with benefits
types of kisses
soft dirty talk sentence starters
consent is sexy
spicy actions
subtle smut sentence starters
nonverbal sexual situations
bdsm and dom/sub prompts
build the tension
love and leashes
FLUFF. for when your heart needs healing.
simple actions.
forehead touches.
things done while spooning
things done while dancing
oblivious idiots in love
idiots in love
dancing prompts
dialogue prompts
simple touches
casual affections
soft and sweet sentence starters
types of hugs
comforting
domestic intimacy
comforting actions
soft touches
BITTERSWEET. for those who like to hurt and then soothed.
reassuring your lover
reassuring your lover pt. 2
sacred moments
hurt/comfort prompts.
hero x villain prompts
lovers in denial
comforting a lover after a nightmare
grumpy x sunshine
enemies with benefits
noticing trauma
all about the yearning
found family
nightmares and sleeping
reassuring
reunion after (physical) trauma
possessive/territorial
for the heavy hearted
enemies to lovers
hero x villain sentence starters
dissociation starters
intervention
enemies to lovers and lovers to enemies
#prompt list#writing prompts#angst prompts#hurt/comfort prompts#fluff prompts#dialogue prompts#interactive fiction#for safe keeping#i always lose those so decided to make a semi comprehensive list#of prompt posts i love and adore
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HBO'S HOUSE OF THE DRAGON. sentence starters taken from the hbo's adaptation of fire and blood from george r.r. martin. change titles, names and pronouns as you see fit.
The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power.
You cannot live your life in fear, or you will forsake the best parts of it.
Many that are tested only wish to have been spared it.
Meat without wine is also a sin.
Do not allow your temper to guide your judgement.
Reluctance to murder is not a weakness.
Dreams didn’t make us kings. Dragons did.
We have always been meant to burn together.
The gods give just as the gods take away.
The road ahead is uncertain, but the end is clear.
I’m Queen Rhaenyra now. And you all are traitors to the realm.
The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power.
You cannot live your life in fear, or you will forsake the best parts of it.
Many that are tested only wish to have been spared it.
Meat without wine is also a sin.
Do not allow your temper to guide your judgement.
Reluctance to murder is not a weakness.
Dreams didn’t make us kings. Dragons did.
We have always been meant to burn together.
The gods give just as the gods take away.
The road ahead is uncertain, but the end is clear.
I’m Queen Rhaenyra now. And you all are traitors to the realm.
What is this brief, mortal life, if not the pursuit of legacy?
The Iron Throne looms larger than me, larger than anyone in my family.
Exhausting, wasn’t it? Hiding beneath the cloak of your own righteousness. But now they see you as you are.
A marriage is a duty, yes. But that doesn’t stop us from doing what we want. From f***ing who we want.
When I’m Queen, I will create a new order.
I will speak of my brother as I wish. You will not.
Everyone says Targaryens are closer to gods than to men, but they say that because of our dragons. Without them, we’re just like everyone else.
You desire not to be free, but to make a window in the wall of your prison. Have you never imagined yourself on the Iron Throne?
When dragons flew to war… everything burned. I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone.
Tongues will not change the succession. Let them wag.
There are times when I would rather face the Black Dread himself than mine own daughter.
Take care not to startle Syrax, my lords. She’s rather protective of me.
If the King isn’t feared, he is powerless. If you are to be a strong queen, you must cultivate love and respect, yes, but your subjects must fear you.
History does not remember blood. It remembers names.
Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It’s trampled under your pretty foot again.
When one is never invited to speak, one learns instead to observe.
I would rather feed my sons to the dragons than have them carry shields and cups for your drunken, usurper c**t of a king.
I’m next in line to the throne. Should they come looking for me, I intend to be found.
No king has ever lived that hasn’t had to forfeit the lives of a few to protect the many.
No matter how fat the leech grows, it always wants for another meal.
We have royal wombs, you and I. The childbed is our battlefield. We must learn to face it with a stiff lip.
We play an ugly game. And now, for the first time, I see that you have the determination to win it.
Who gives a f*** what some lord thinks? You are the dragon. Your word is truth and law.
You are the King, and so, your first duty is to the realm. Mother would’ve understood this. Just as I do.
You sit upon the highest seat in the realm, Your Grace. Proud men don’t like having to look up.
By naming me heir, you divided the realm.
I thought I wanted it. But the burden is a heavy one. It’s too heavy. If you wish me to bear it, then defend me.
A loyal Hand must tell his king a discomforting truth from time to time, Your Grace. If he doesn’t, he’s failed as a servant.
A seat at the King’s table does not make you his equal.
Fire is such strange power. Everything that House Targaryen possesses is owed to it. Yet it has cost us both what we loved.
How sweetly the fox speaks when it’s been cornered by the hounds.
The blood of the dragon runs thick.
The crown cannot stand strong if the House of the Dragon remains divided.
The idea that we control the dragons is an illusion. They’re a power man should never have trifled with. One that brought Valyria its doom.
The truth does not matter. Only perception.
We are the blood of Old Valyria. We don’t belong here.
Valyria is gone. We don’t belong anywhere.
We are the realm’s second sons, Daemon. Our worth is not given. It must be made.
We do not rule but we may guide the men that do.
We don’t choose our destiny. It chooses us.
A dragon’s saddle is one thing, but the Iron Throne is the most dangerous seat in the realm.
Born wearing a crown? Gods spare me, birth is unpleasant enough as it is.
Daemon only ever does what is best for Daemon.
Perhaps the Velaryons knew the truth of it. The sea is the better ally.
For men marriage might be a political arrangement. For women it is like to be a death sentence.
Has anybody ever told you’re nearly as pretty as your brother?
I did not decide to name Rhaenyra my heir on a whim. All the lords of the kingdom would do well to remember that.
I imagine even dragons get lonely.
A king or queen, strong enough to unite the realm against the cold and the dark.
If we are to serve the Seven Kingdoms, we must answer to their gods.
It’s no easy thing for a man to be a dragonslayer. But dragons can kill dragons. And have.
Many in my line have been dragon riders. Very few among us have been dreamers. What is the power of a dragon, next to the power of prophecy?
My mother was made to produce heirs until it killed her. I won’t subject myself to the same fate.
My oath reaches beyond our personal ambitions.
Swear anew your oath to Rhaenyra as your queen, to Prince Jacaerys as the heir to the Iron Throne. Or, if you support the usurper, speak it now, and you will have a clean and honorable death.
But if you choose treachery, if you swear fealty now only to later turn your cloaks, know that you will die… screaming.
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BRIDGERTON SEASON ONE (EPISODES 5-8)
DIALOGUE SENTENCE STARTERS PULLED FROM SEASON ONE OF NETFLIX’S SERIES BRIDGERTON, ADAPTED FROM NOVELS BY JULIA QUINN.
CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed.
SPECIFY muse for multimuses.
“ Are you feeling better, dearest? ”
“ You do not seem pleased. Whatever is wrong? ”
“ I knew there was something between you! ”
“ Well, tell me. Tell me everything! ”
“ You do not need to tell me anything. ”
“ You are getting what you always wanted. ”
“ It will be the grandest wedding of the year. ”
“ Has something happened? ”
“ I believe you will know what love feels like soon enough. ”
“ You think I am to follow in your footsteps? ”
“ Can there be a more dreadful fate? ”
“ The only thing I am grateful for is that I am not you, nor will I ever be. ”
“ I thought we shared an understanding with our discussions of the future. ”
“ My goodness! If anything, I am the one forcing him. ”
“ Love is surely the greatest force of all. ”
“ Nothing can stand between us. ”
“ It was a pleasure to know you. ”
“ I look forward to counting you as part of our family. ”
“ She does not owe me anything. ”
“ Have you not done enough? ”
“ I applaud you. I bring you flowers on each of my visits, and yet you still react with admirable surprise every time. ”
“ I shall need to bring you something unexpected. ”
“ Her happiness is your greatest concern. ”
“ I promise you will not be disappointed. ”
“ Oh, I do hope your wedding dress will be ready in time. ”
“ While you may be content to accept defeat, it is certainly not how I approach things. ”
“ I take that duty with the utmost seriousness. ”
“ You have always been a terrible shit. ”
“ Surely we must be able to do something? ”
“ Now, where is the dinner I was promised? ”
“ Please, come in. Make yourself at home. ”
“ Apologies. Have we met? ”
“ I see my reputation precedes me. ”
“ Feelings are irrelevant. Indeed, they're responsible for this mess. ”
“ You will seduce him? ”
“ He is not so little anymore. ”
“ After your meal, perhaps we could take a walk, like we used to do. ”
“ It is quite late for you to be up, too, is it not? ”
“ If you're nervous about the wedding, you need not worry. ”
“ I am not quite sure what you believe I am to do about it. ”
“ It was not love at first sight for either of us. ”
“ We found something far greater. We found friendship. ”
“ Her laughter brings me joy. ”
“ To meet a beautiful woman is one thing, but to meet your best friend in the most beautiful of women is something entirely apart. ”
“ I want her to be my wife. ”
“ Do you wish to marry this man? ”
“ I suppose congratulations are in order ”
“ I do hope you will remember my kindness in keeping secrets and repay me someday. ”
“ You can choose anyone but him. ”
“ Perhaps you would find it acceptable for me to live my life with a man who treats me like a mere beast? ”
“ I am beginning to feel a bit faint. ”
“ We should not be alone in here. ”
“ I know we have only known each other a short while, but… well, would you want to marry me? ”
“ You deserve a grand wedding. ”
“ I must say, I am honored and most grateful for your presence. ”
“ I hope you made the right choice. ”
“ You certainly enjoy spreading secrets, do you not? ”
“ Dear child, have you lost your wits? ”
“ I am flattered by your accusation, but it is simply not true. ”
“ What evidence have you gathered? ”
“ Tell me what you know. ”
“ What happened the other night? ”
“ I suppose I have put this conversation off for as long as I can. ”
“ Well, what do you recommend? ”
“ I'm sure you'll enjoy the peace and quiet. ”
“ I am going to miss all of you terribly. ”
“ I have a present for you. ”
“ I know we could not be any more different, but there is one thing we do share. ”
“ We need to rest before continuing on in the morning. ”
“ We should go down to dinner. ”
“ You have avoided my presence. ”
“ You have said all but a few words to me. ”
“ I could not bear witness to the misery I have caused you. ”
“ I cannot stop thinking of you. ”
“ From the mornings you ease, to the evenings you quiet, to the dreams you inhabit… my thoughts of you never end. ”
“ I am yours. I have always been yours. ”
“ You look angry and bothered. ”
“ It is you I cannot sacrifice. ”
“ I burn for you. ”
“ It has been so long since we have been blessed with your presence. ”
“ I am looking forward to making your acquaintance. ”
“ I'm no good at those things. I'll only make a fool of myself. ”
“ May I have everyone's attention? ”
“ Do you think this is a joke? ”
“ You are an ass. Do you know that? ”
“ I must make a good impression. ”
“ I am certain there is much left to see. ”
“ I found myself in continual awe of their beauty. ”
“ I knew you were flirting with her, but you flirt with plenty of young ladies. ”
“ I am not sure I have ever seen you so solemn and serious. ”
“ I was not prepared to let another of you fly the nest so soon. ”
“ It pains me you should think every compliment a mockery. ”
“ You think so little of me, I cannot bear it. ”
“ Please do not tell me you regret it. ”
“ I cannot condone your actions. ”
“ I am afraid that is not possible. ”
“ You have such a unique accent, and yet I have never asked where you're from. ”
“ I am not fooled by your little act. ”
“ I am sure we can find a solution to these difficulties, and I thank you for bringing them to our attention. ”
“ Oh, there, there, there, child. No need to cry. ”
“ I did not realize my absence would be felt this way. ”
“ You know, oddly enough, when I am actually in the presence of children, I forget all about my own concerns. They are the easiest company in the world. ”
“ I have all that I want just here. ”
“ I am very sorry. But this plan of yours, I find it wanting. ”
“ What were your favorite pastimes in the country? ”
“ Oh dear, what can the matter be? ”
“ You really are very good. You know that? ”
“ My own father does not want me. ”
“ Fool that I am, I truly thought that with your family, I might finally find acceptance. ”
“ We shall make our own family, you and me. ”
“ It is all I want. It is all I want in the world. ”
“ I wish we could be married this very minute. ”
“ We just have to make it to the border. ”
“ Are you missing home? ”
“ I will ensure everything is in order. I will ensure everything is done properly. ”
“ Should I have worn a different dress? ”
“ Perhaps I might ask your opinion on something? ”
“ I know I am new to the role, but I cannot imagine what I have done wrong so soon. ”
“ I will correct my mistake at once. I…I had no idea. ”
“ I am so very grateful for your guidance. ”
“ His childhood was not always easy. ”
“ Everyone talked as though it was her fault. ”
“ I thought you loved him. ”
“ Your love is an unrequited fantasy. ”
“ I should not have stayed away so long. ”
“ I'm at the end of the world with you ”
“ I trusted you more than anyone in this world, and you took advantage. ”
“ "Cannot" and "will not" are two entirely different things. ”
“ You chose this for yourself. ”
“ I thought you were prepared. ”
“ You took my future from me, the one thing I wanted more than anything. ”
“ I would have died for you! ”
“ Do you know — I even felt pity for you? ”
“ The ones we love have the power to inflict the greatest scars. ”
“ What thing is more fragile than the human heart? ”
“ I have learned that a grave fraud is afoot. ”
“ Should I really deliver the message? ”
“ You cannot believe I shall welcome you back into my bed after your lies and deception? ”
“ I would never dream of concealing the truth of such important matters. ”
“ I must return to my family immediately. ”
“ I will not let you out of my sight. ”
“ Hush, child, all will be well. ”
“ We are in just as perilous a position. ”
“ Perhaps if she can destroy a reputation… she can restore one too. ”
“ This is an emergency. ”
“ We do not require your assistance. ”
“ This may be the answer to all of our problems. ”
“ Pretending that nothing is amiss is the perfect way to lure the ignorant into submission. ”
“ I know you must think me a fool, but my heart pays no heed to mere logic. ”
“ When I think of her, I only want to be near her, to be with her… despite all reason otherwise. ”
“ Perhaps I can arrange a rendezvous. ”
“ It follows no reason or sense, does it? ”
“ Where have you been all night? ”
“ Do you understand me? That we no longer trust each other? ”
“ Thank you for joining us. ”
“ I did not come here to be shamed by you, nor anyone else. ”
“ You may think me a villain, but I did what I thought I must. ”
“ No one ever truly helped me, or guided me in a different direction. ”
“ You wish to know the cruelest part of your deception? ”
“ I see now that was all a lie. ”
“ We should tempt scandal more often. ”
“ Your duplicity comes so naturally. ”
“ Improvement is all a matter of practice. ”
“ How are you faring? ”
“ You have not heard what people have been saying. ”
“ All will be well again, I promise you. ”
“ I am sure you wish to avoid any further unpleasantness. ”
“ Judge not, lest we too be judged. ”
“ Something troubles you. ”
“ I know you are a grown woman now, but I am still your mother, and you can come to me when you need advice. ”
“ Well, then, share your thoughts. ”
“ I am merely trying to be of help. ”
“ For what it is worth, I am sorry. ”
“ I came here to apologize to you. ”
“ I wish it had not happened this way. ”
“ Why should he be the one to choose your future? ”
“ Do you really want to be alone? ”
“ I am quite capable of doing more than you think. ”
“ I have defeated the best, and I'm confident I shall continue to do so. ”
“ I think you would be wise to leave. ”
“ We shall teach you the rules. ”
“ Seems I have been blessed with some beginner's luck. ”
“ Would you just get to the point? ”
“ Do you not ever get tired of pretending to be so perfect? ”
“ We may not be perfect, but at least we keep our promises. ”
“ I'm trying to be a man of my word. ”
“ Well, you certainly make it look difficult. ”
“ Tell me why you are so adamant. ”
“ Your help is greatly appreciated, but there is nothing more you can do. ”
“ I’m not exactly in the mood for music and finery this evening. ”
“ I may have been a trifle harsh with you. And I'm sorry. ”
“ So you admit it now? You were acting a fool? ”
“ You may hurt now, but the pain will pass. ”
“ We live under constant threat of danger. ”
“ I risk my life every day for love. ”
“ It takes courage to live outside the traditional expectations of society. ”
“ I'm not bound by the rules of society. ”
“ You know not the future that awaits. ”
“ Don't you touch me. Stay away! Just leave me alone! ”
“ This time next week, our ruse will be well and truly over. ”
“ I shall begin practicing straightaway! ”
“ I would have expected this from anyone but you. ”
“ I am sorry for everything I have done and said. ”
“ I know I do not always say the right things, and then the things I do say, well… They are not always what you wish to hear. ”
“ However difficult forgiving someone may be, it is necessary to move forward. ”
“ However are we supposed to move forward from there? ”
“ I have come bearing grim news today. ”
“ I thought him a villain, but he was not. ”
“ We do not need to have this conversation. ”
“ You may not understand this now, but I am doing this for your own good. ”
“ You will be better off without me. ”
“ I cannot fight forever. ”
“ I merely showed him what he was capable of all along. ”
“ You still managed to put on quite a performance. “
“ What ever could be more honorable besides taking care of one's family? ”
“ You’re angry, but not with me. ”
“ What is this? And more importantly, how did you get it? ”
“ I believe I need a doctor. ”
“ This is preposterous and fantastical. ”
“ I want you there by my side. ”
“ For someone who hates ballgowns… you look exquisite in one. ”
“ I am merely glad you came. ”
“ I suppose I should thank you. ”
“ We did not expect to see you here. ”
“ Are you enjoying your evening? ”
“ I did not see it at first, but I know you were only trying to prevent me from heartache. ”
“ I wish to tell you something. ”
“ It was actually you who inspired me. ”
“ Oh, um… What was it you wished to say? ”
“ I need you to take me somewhere. ”
“ My imagination was the furthest I could allow myself to go. ”
“ I am looking out for myself. ”
“ What I know is that you are lost, and I cannot allow you to set me adrift as well. ”
“ It is a choice, dearest, one that is never too late to make. ”
“ I cannot tell you how much peace and comfort that brings to me. ”
“ There is nothing you cannot do. ”
“ I know that this is not what you had envisioned for the evening. ”
“ Just because something is not perfect does not make it any less worthy of love. ”
“ He made you believe that you needed to be without fault in order to be loved, but he was wrong. ”
“ I am tired of pretending. ”
“ I cannot continue acting as if I… as if I do not love you. ”
“ I love all of you, even the parts that you believe are too dark and too shameful. ”
“ You may think you are too damaged and too broken to ever allow yourself to be happy, but you can choose differently. You can choose to love me as much as I love you. ”
“ I do not want to be alone. ”
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Toxic, berating and abusive Sentence Starters
20 starters | obvious TW for. All of that.
« you're so useless. »
« what a disappointment. »
« god, you're so annoying. »
« nobody's here to help you. »
« there you go, crying again. »
« you're nothing without me. »
« do everyone a favor and shut up. »
« don't you fucking talk back to me! »
« look at me when i'm talking to you! »
« i don't give a damn what you think. »
« you don't need anyone else but me. »
« i should've left you where i found you. »
« you really think anyone would love you? »
« you're just like anyone else in your family. »
« you're just a burden, you know that, right? »
« seriously, what did you think you could do? »
« oh, please, you're getting upset now? you're so sensitive. »
« i'd like you more if you didn't have to bitch every two minutes. »
« if i knew you were so pathetic i wouldn't have bothered with you. »
« you really think anyone other than me would give a damn about you? »
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Congratulations M! 🎉🎉🎉
The first of many…For our sweet Bobby boy…I’m thinking romantic with collecting flowers on their way home (spring), making flower crowns (spring) and you got me flowers? (Soft and sweet sentence starters)?
Flower Crowns
Summary: After years of you making him flower crowns Bob decides its his turn to make you one.
Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x afab!Reader
Warnings: angst, anxiety, depression, death, car accidents, financial problems... I think that's it.
Word count:3466
Masterlist M's Hundred Celly Masterlist
Bob had been worried about you for a couple of weeks now. You had been burnt out at work for a while. Desperately needing some time off but not being able to take it. On top of that you had some family issues arise that you had been scrambling to make sense of. Then much to the shock of both of you, your company told you they were downsizing and wouldn’t need you any longer come the end of the summer.
Even though you had been talking to your therapist weekly he could tell that everything was bottling up inside you. The anxiety of finding a new job and the unknown of the future weighing on you heavily. He had tried asking you to talk to him but you assured him you were okay. He knew it was a lie but decided not to push you.
In this state he was afraid of setting off a domino effect of anxiety and depression. So he had been doing subtle things in hopes of lifting your spirits. Getting you a bag of your favorite candies for you while he was out. Turning on your favorite movie and show as you walked into the room. Braiding your hair for you as you sat between his legs listening to a podcast and playing with a fidget toy he found for you.
But none of those things seemed to have you opening up to him. He wanted you to let him bear some of the weight with you. You had done it for him countless times. You helped him as children when life on the farm got especially tough. The fear of losing everything his grandparents had worked for due to financial struggle worrying him even as a young boy. You sat with him more times than he could count letting him vent to you.
“I just don’t know how they’ll make it when I’m gone. I’m not sure I’ll be able to go to the Navy if things are this bad already.” He told you as you sat in his grandparents pasture. He had overheard his grandparents talking about their struggle to keep the farm before school that morning. His head was laying in your lap, his eyes fixed on your hands. You were working flowers together, weaving them into a flower crown. Yours was already placed atop your hair, the mix of colors standing out. The one in your hands was meant for his head. You would glance at him every now and then. A small smile on your face that was reserved only for him.
“I’ll be here to help out Bobby. You have no need to fret anyhow. Those years are still so far away.” You reassured him as your own mind wandered to their survival. This conversation wasn’t new to you. The blonde would bring it up almost twice a week. Even at the young age of eleven he was worried about things out of his control.
Money had been tight since his parents passed away in an accident two years ago. You had been there for him then too. You had sat in the pasture at his request and made him a flower crown after he begged you to. The sight soothed him and made him forget that he was mourning his parents after the tragedy that had taken them from him.
Bobby wasn’t old enough to get a job in town yet. But he helped around the farm as much as he could. Before school he was up early with his grandfather getting all the morning chores done. After school he was found mending fences, throwing hay, tending to the animals and anything else that didn’t get done during the day.
Your family was quite a bit more well off than his grandparents and offered to buy their farm and allow them to keep it many times. But they were too proud to ask for help. Even if the whole town could see the hardships they were in.
You had decided to get married as soon as you were out of high school. Having been infatuated since the first time you laid eyes on each other at the age of five.
Your Gran and Pap were close with his Memaw and Pops. They had invited you and your grandparents over for lunch and an impromptu play date with their grandson that would be arriving for the summer that day. You were sitting in their pasture with your grandmother weaving together a flower crown as she had shown you to do before. His grandmother sat with you telling you about her grandson Bob.
As his little body came running up the hill out of breath you giggled at him. He gave you a goofy grin as he adjusted the strap of his glasses. It had gotten wrapped around his ear during his quest up the hill. You gave him a smile that would be the first of many in his presence. He sat down beside you in a mess of limbs. You placed the crown you had finished atop his head and he beamed.
“Are you gonna be alright up here sweets?” Your grandmother asked you.
“I’ll be alright Gran.” you replied to her as you gathered more flowers. Bob watched your tiny fingers work the colors together.
“I’m gonna head down and get you kids some snacks Robert.” His Memaw said, he gave her an eager nod in reply.
“Do you want me to teach you how to make one Bobby?” You asked him sweetly.
“That’s alright sweet girl.” He had thought that was what your grandmother had called you but he had barely been listening. You giggled at the name but didn’t correct him and pulled more flowers from the ground.
At the age of sixteen Bob asked you to be his girlfriend. You had been best friends since the first time you met. He would visit during the summers and you were inseparable. It was always heartbreaking when he would leave for school. But when his parents passed away he moved in with his grandparents permanently.
The both of you sat in his grandparents pasture not unlike the millions of times before. Yet this time somehow felt different. Bobby had been acting nervous all day. When he asked you to meet him in the field that day at school you had grown worried. But had pushed through and joined him.
“All those years ago when I came here for the summer. I never would’ve expected to find the sweetest girl weaving together a messy color filled flower crown. What I guess I'm trying to say or well I guess ask is, will you go steady with me?” You had been picking flowers out as he stumbled over his words. They all fell to the ground messily at his question. You nodded your head rapidly and knocked him over as you lunged at him from your criss cross position across from him.
No one was surprised when he had proposed to you. The whole town had wanted to be a part of your wedding however. Having seen the two of you growing up together and witnessing the love blossom had left them feeling entitled to the day.
“Sweet girl?” He had called for you as he walked up the hill from his grandparents house. You had been sitting there for almost fifteen minutes waiting for the glasses clad young man to join you. You already had your flower crown atop your head and were almost done with his when he approached you.
“Hiya Bobby boy.” You said as you finished tying the last flower. You reached a hand up and he was grasping it pulling you up from the ground. He dropped down to one knee as you placed the colorful crown atop his head. He reached into his pocket grasping at the small box.
As you pulled back you looked down at him. That smile only he ever saw crazing your face. You had so many emotions swirling through your eyes as you noticed the box in his hand. He pushed his glasses up his nose awkwardly. Dragging a hand through his hair he let out a shaky breath. You waited patiently for him to ask you the question you had been talking about for months.
“As soon as I was old enough to know what love was I knew I had alrighty known it all along. Would you spend the rest of your life making me flower crowns as my wife, sweet girl?” He asked you as tears sprang to his eyes.
“Yes, Bobby, yes, yes, yes.” you said before dragging him to stand in front of you. He slipped the delicate ring on your finger and gave you a slow and emotional kiss. The ring was a delicate silver band. It replicated the flowers you had woven together countless times with a singular diamond placed in the middle. He had used all his money from the job he had uptown to pay for it.
A small ceremony was held in his grandparents' flower filled pasture. Your parents had paid for the dress, his suit, a new pair of boots for the both of you, the food, decorations, cake and all the other random odds and ends. So his grandparents felt they needed to contribute and their land was really all they had. You wore a flower crown atop your head that you had thrown together while you and Bobby sat in the field that morning.
“One day you’ll be flying in a plane way up there as the best weapons systems officer the Navy has ever seen.” You told him as you pointed to the sky briefly. He was laying on his side, body angled towards your sitting one. He had once again as he had so many times before watched your fingers pull together the flowers, colors meshing together intercantly. He hoped one day he could make one for you.
“Then one day when I retire we’ll come back here. Spend our days growing old tending to land that has provided us with so much peace. You’ll be making delicate little flower crowns as we rock in our chairs on the front porch.” He told you as his mind painted the picture inside his head. He couldn’t wait to grow old with you. To go through life knowing you’ll always be by his side.
You thought about the possible kids you might call your own one day. The conversation had been one you talked through thoroughly. You had no desire to have kids of your own. But had both agreed you had a shared desire to adopt. So many years down the line you would have another conversation pertaining to the topic and decide if you were ready then.
“I can’t believe I get to call you my husband in just a few short hours Bobby.” You said as you met his eyes.
“And you sweet girl will be my wife.” Your gran called for you from a distance as you finished the piece in your hands. You stood up from your spot on the ground pulling your soon to be husband up with you as you went. You gave him a peck on the cheek before you were gliding down the hill.
When the time came you did your best to assist him through joining the navy. The extra money he got for being married was all used to help keep his grandparents afloat. They had refused the money at first but when Bobby fell on his knees begging them to accept it they reluctantly did. You stayed at the farm with them helping them as much as you could until moving to be with Bobby. You made sure to hire them some help before leaving the small town.
You helped him as he struggled to accept his grandparents' death not even three years ago. The news wasn’t shocking for either of you; they had both been in their late eighties and were steadily declining. So when you got the call that his grandmother had gotten worse you both flew out to spend the last week with her. She passed in her sleep as old age took her. Not even two days later his grandfather passed away in his sleep. The death was determined to be from a broken heart. So instead of one funeral you were both planning two.
They had left the farm to the both of you in their will. But not living in the state meant you wouldn’t be able to take care of it. He talked about not signing another contract when his current one was up and moving the two of you back to the farm.
“I can just retire early from the Navy sweet girl. We can move back here and take care of the farm. We’ve talked about it before. It’s just happening sooner than expected.” he proposed as you lay beside each other. Flowers of many colors littered his chest as he passed them to you. His crown was beside him in the grass and you were working to get yours done.
“We are not doing that Bobby. You know that isn’t what they would want. They knew how much you love being a wisso. We just need to figure something out until we can get back here.” So you sold the farm to your parents. They promised you it was yours as soon as you were ready. The extra money all went into a savings account preparing for the future.
You dealt with the deployments and moving when orders of a new station were sent out. You would still visit the farm, especially when Bob was deployed. Being around your family had helped ease some of your worry for the top gun grad. He also enjoyed getting pictures of his grandparents farm. You had helped him through his nightmares of the missions he’d been on.
“I’ve got you Bobby.” You said as you ran your fingers through his hair. His head laid against your chest sobs cleaving through his body. You held him for what felt like hours until his body was still and his breaths were even. You hated seeing him like this.
The nightmares happened so frequently since the uranium mission. He had broken down and told you everything that happened the first time a nightmare pulled him from sleep. You had listened to him intently soothing him when his breathing became rapid and his hands began to shake.
It was normally pretty routine. You would be laying against his chest, legs tangled together. The house would be silent around you. Then a terrified scream would rip through the dark of the bedroom. You would quickly sit up and turn the bedside lamp on. The light in the room helped ground him back to reality.
Then you would gather him into your arms and whisper to him. You would whisper to him about your times in the pasture growing up. You would whisper to him about the future you would have together on the farm. You would whisper to him that his grandparents and parents were all making sure he made it home to you no matter what. Your fingers would weave through his hair like you were trying to tie flowers into it. The sensation would soothe him back into slumber.
You had done everything in your power to make sure he had as stress free of a life as possible. In the chaos of the last year, with the uranium mission and you both agreeing to accept the position he was offered in Fightertown. He had lost sight of how much you had been holding. Now he feared it was too late to lighten your load without you snapping.
So as he ran back home from his morning jog with Phoenix he stopped abruptly scaring the brunette running alongside him. He saw a field of gorgeous flowers. The flowers looked almost identical to the ones in his grandparents' pasture growing up. The memories of all the times you had sat with him bearing the weight of his life coming into his mind. All the times you had placed a flower crown atop his head and eased the tension holding his body hostage.
It was almost like fate wanted him to end up here today. They had never ran this path before. Normally taking the shorter way back to their neighborhood. Phoenix suggested the longer way today. She had hoped it would help clear her backseaters mind. He had confided in her how worried he was for you. So she figured this would be a good way for him to think through what was going on.
He made Phoenix stop so he could sit in the field for a moment. He reached his hand out and grabbed a handful of flowers. He started carefully and skillfully weaving them together. A shape of a crown transpiring as he continued the work. His fingers cramped slightly at the unrecognized task. But he pushed through until he was satisfied with the product.
When he approached the house he could see you through the kitchen window. He glanced down at the flower crown he had resting in his hands. He hoped beyond hope that this would help you as much as it had helped him so many times before.
“I’m home sweet girl.” he called out as he opened the front door toeing his shoes off. Your cat rubbed against his legs in greeting. He lovingly petted her head as he briefly thought about the first time he had seen the ball of fur.
You had been taking a walk after work one day when you found the poor thing. A noise coming from a bush in a field of flowers had caught your attention. You looked into it and saw the tiny kitten curled up. You had waited a day to see if the mom would come back for it. Not wanting to take a baby from its mother unless necessary.
The next morning you went back and the mother was nowhere in sight so you brought the tiny bundle home with you. Your husband had been on a short deployment at the time so you didn’t have him to discuss keeping it with. When Bob did get home he was surprised to see you sprawled out on the couch with a kitten on your stomach. You had looked up in surprise. Your eyes darting from his back down to the cat laying on you.
“What's its name?” He asked you with a smile as he set his duffle bag down before rounding the couch.
“Her name is flower. Seemed fitting since I found her in a field of them.” You told him as he gently pet the cat. She had purred into his hand and you knew he was gonna let you keep her.
He heard you humming in the kitchen. An old country song flowing through the air. It had been the one that would play through his truck speakers as you rode around town with him back home. He paused in the doorway and took you in. You were making his favorite breakfast; pancakes, bacon, eggs and hashbrowns. He didn’t need to glance at the coffee pot to see if it was full as the smell of it was heavy in the air.
“When did you get here Bobby?” you asked him as you threw a hand over your chest. You hadn’t heard him come in and it gave you quite the fright when you saw him in the doorway. You turned back around quickly and turned off the stove as you had just finished plating the last pancake when you had noticed him.
“Not for long, sweet girl. I was just taking in the sight of you.” He said shyly, pushing his glasses up his nose. You glanced at his other hand that was held against his chest.
“You got me flowers?” You asked him shakily. The sight of the flower crown causing tears to well up in your eyes. He closed the gap between you and gently placed the crown on your head. A loud sob broke through the kitchen as the crown rested against your hair.
“It’s alright sweet girl, I’ve got you.” He said pulling you into his chest. You soaked his already sweaty shirt in tears. He patiently waited for you to calm down a hand rubbing circles into your back.
“Bobby.” You shakily let out as you finally stopped crying.
“Let me be here for you, sweet girl.” He begged you. You nodded your head against his chest. You would let him bear some of the weight this time.
A/N: Wow did I have fun writing this one. Thank you so so so so much for this request Taylor. Thank you @saradika for the dividers that I definitely went a little crazy with. oops lol.
Tags(open): @sylviebell @eternallyvenus @loving-and-dreaming
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congrats on 200 followers!! :) could you write a super fluffy fic about reader being charles’ younger sister and finding out about her secret relationship with carlos?? <3
of course! here you goooo
The One
(you have no clue how much i love that gif, hes sooooo 🥵❤) per usual, shitty spanish n french translations and rushed ending
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The party was in full swing at the moment.
Everyone was either stumbling over their friends' feet, tipsy or black out drunk.
You were standing in the middle of the conversation pit, looking around for Carlos. Right now you were on a yacht somewhere in Bahrain and that was all you really knew, not that it matter that much.
As you spotted your boyfriend, leaning on the railing while seemingly deep in conversation with some girl.
And you weren't exactly the jealous type, (or so you proclaimed yourself) but the fact that in any other circumstance you would've been fine with Carlos talking to other women let alone jealous sucked according to you.
Because what annoyed you was that you were expected to be okay with it.
Why? Perhaps the fact that your last name ends with the ever so prestigious 'Leclerc'.
Y/n Leclerc.
Youngest of the Leclerc family and only girl.
And who most defintely wasn't secretly dating her older brothers teammate and best mate Carlos Sainz.
Now you hadn't meant for it to happen.
Rewind to 2021 Monaco, although it may not have been the best, for your brother it had been great for your boyfriend.
A bunch of Ferrari employees and coworkers of his as well as drivers went out to a nightclub to celebrate. Charles obviously wasn't feeling super up for partying so he encouraged you to go along instead since he claimed you clung to him all the time rather than being on your own.
And as the drinks flowed and conversation waned the last resort for the night was dancing. And when an elated, smiley Spanish man dragged you to the dance floor despite your drunken protests you found yourself having more fun then you had expected. And you also found yourself viewing Carlos in a different light. Literally. With the clubs dark lighting and sporadic flashes of colours you found yourself in awe of him. Podium finished look good on him. And you weren’t the only one adapting new feelings. Carlos hadn't stopped looking at you the whole night. Which a certain Australian and French man caught notice of early on.
"Why dont you just talk to her rather than eye fucking her from across the table?" Daniel slurred into Carlos's ear as he proceeded to down the rest of his Estrella Galicia. To which he was met with a prompt elbow in his ribs.
Pierre wrapped his arm around Carlos's shoulder. "She's been looking at you too, and if you don't make a move soon I will. Because she looks like a fucking god in that dress Sainz."
And that sentence alone was more than enough to bring him to his feet and you to your knees.
That night ended in scattered feelings and shallow breathing.
Neither of you had meant for it to become anything past one night. It was meant to be a reliever of tension, not starter.
Everytime you visited the paddock he'd be there. Leaning against a doorway with a smirk on his face as he saw you.
Or the slight brush of your hands when walking past eachother.
Everything made you want to scream.
And you eventually did.
Again just not in the way you planned.
And it rolled onwards from there, Carlos and you becoming official in November after months of sneaking around.
From the media, paparazzi, friends, family, everyone. Mostly because there was one certain person, important to both of you that was a wild card. In the sense of the two of you had no clue how Charles would take this.
And it all led to here.
As the girl continued to laugh and touch just a little too much you decided to storm over.
"Mi am- Y/n. How are you?"
He asked as he turned around to face you fully.
"Good, I'm good. Great in fact. How about you babe?"
If this moment wasn't as serious as it was you would've burst out in laughter at the way Carlos's eyes bulged as if they were threatening to pop out of his sockets.
"Mi amor, ¿qué estás diciendo? Estamos en publico?"
"My love what are you saying? We're in public."
"Hi it's nice to meet you, I just need my boyfriend since we're going home. Enjoy your night!" You blurted out as you linked arms with Carlos.
"Copain?"
"Boyfriend?"
You were met face to face with a fuming Charles. His hair was sticking up in every what way from the humidity around and his face was bright red.
"I- uhm."
"Frère, s'il te plaît, laisse-moi t'expliquer avant de supposer-"
"Supposer? Supposer quoi? Que tu ne sors pas seulement avec mon coéquipier mais aussi avec mon meilleur ami?"
"Charles-"
"Et toi ! Tu sors avec ma soeur, tu te moques de moi Carlos ?"
"Brother please let me explain before you assume-"
"Assume? Assume what? That you are not only dating my team mate but my best friend as well?"
"Charles-"
"And you! Dating my sister are you fucking kidding me Carlos?"
"Can we please go inside? I don't want a scene. S'il te plait frère?"
"Please brother."
You were hoping that maybe the yacht would go through rocky waters, perhaps giving you and Carlos a shot at escaping Charles's fury.
But of course, someone had it out for you.
Since now you were sat at a secluded kitchen island with your secret boyfriend sitting next to you, holding your hand under the table as your elder brother paced back and forwards across from you.
"How long?"
Carlos looked at you, asking for permission before divulging everything the two of you tried to keep hidden. With the nod of a head all the details of Carlos and yours' relationship was practically laid bare, naked.
Charles had his head in his hands.
"Frère tu vas bien?" You asked cautiously.
"Ou- Non. C'est juste, je ne sais pas. Je ne sais pas pourquoi c'est arrivé. Je ne sais pas pourquoi tu me l'as caché pendant si longtemps, j'ai tellement de questions mais je-" Charles a divagué. alors que vous faisiez le tour de l'île et l'enveloppiez dans une étreinte chaleureuse.
"Brother? Are you okay?"
"Ye- No. I just, I don't know. I don't know why this happened. I don't know why you kept it from me for so long, I have so many questions but I-"
Charles rambled on as you circled the island and engulfed him in a warm hug.
As you let go Carlos stood behind you, arms draped around your neck as he kissed your forehead.
Ballsy move mate.
He let go and stepped infront of you.
"Charles, mate. I know this is super big and sudden for you but for us it is not. We have been waiting for so long for you to know so we didn't have to hide it anymore. We shouldn't have waited so long to tell you. I shouldn't have. But you need to know that I love her. I love your sister. So so much. To much. Ever since we've been together she's been there for me through every and everything. She's always been patient with me, my job, working out, everything. And I will spend the rest of my life trying to make her feel at least half as special as she has made me. I love her, always."
"I appreciate knowing that there is always someone to watch over her when I can." Charles said as he brought Carlos in for a hug.
"But if you hurt her in the slightest, I will hunt you down, Arthur, Lorenzo, Maman and I. Got it?" Charles jokingly threatened causing you all to laugh, & you couldn't help but admire Carlos.
He looked perfect. His soft hair, his gorgeous brown eyes, white button down and black pants. It was simple but he made it look amazing. He was so gorgeous. And as he laughed with Charles, at that moment you knew, there was no one who would even come closer to beating him.
He was the one.
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“You call yourself hero, but you are a shadow of what you were. I called you family… yet your pride and lust for glory overshadowed your morality and virtue. Now you call me enemy with no other reason than that I stood in your way. So come on, hero! Finish your path to the throne!”
"You haven't even listened to my side of the story yet. Shall I tell you, hm?"
“Since you hate heroes... i'll become the one you’ll hate the most.”
“One more dance?” “One last dance.”
“Ah. How fun to be a liar.” “I guess that makes two of us.”
“But, why not use that power to do good?” “My dear. To do good in a world that thrives on being bad would be a terrible waste.”
“What are you doing here?” “Thought I’d join the most alluring lady in the room for a dance.” “You tried to kill me!” “Please. I’d do no such thing.” “Really? Then, care to explain when you-” His left hand had found the small of her back, just low enough to make her breath hitch and any accusations towards him die in her throat. Silence. “Hm?” He was smirking.
“You see those guards stationed at the gate? They’ve been ordered to not let you leave this room alive. I thought we’d change that.”
“In my right breast pocket is a dagger. You will take it and use it on the guard. Do you understand me?”
“I will kill every single person in this ballroom while letting your father watch, and then I’ll kill him too. No one will ever hurt you.” A pause. “Ever.”
“I always thought this dress would look better in red. Bloody red.”
“She might be mad at me for the rest of her life, but at the end of the day, I'd be the one to keep her alive.”
“To breathe or die, dance and fight, these are the concepts that run with love and war.” “Are you always this poetic?” “Not always. Only when I’m trying to woo you, my dear.”
“Was this just a ploy for me to fall for you?” “Is it working?”
“You died.” “Oh, I missed you too.”
“We shouldn't be doing this.” “Yet here we are, doing this.” “But it's not right...” “Yet you're enjoying it.”
“You know the expression, right?” “A date with destiny...” “A dance with death.”
“I’m so glad that the lack of invitation didn’t deter you from attending. What drew you to it? The opportunity of spilling blood? The publicity of assassinating the king at the most public ball of the year? Or was it to have a fair little chat with the guards?” “What do you deduce, princess? From the scene before you? Would you still say that I am the villain?”
Your old friend turned enemy joins you in a dance after recognizing you, saying, “you have always liked red.”
“Remind me again, my love; which one of us do they believe is the hero and which is the villain?” “I’m afraid I’m not quite sure, dearest. The veil between those worlds grows thinner as we grow closer. Just hold me for this one last dance and promise me that when it’s all over that you’ll never forget the way we felt in each other’s arms…”
“I’ve been waiting for this moment,” he breathed against her skin. He twirled the knife in his hand and pressed it to her pulse. She did not beg him to stop or scream at his betrayal.
“My sweet, I do not want to destroy the world. I merely want you to stop wasting such a beautiful mind, body and soul trying to save it.”
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ROYAL REQUEST
┆RINDOU H.
Chapter I : Rindou's Lover 「Masterlist」
꩜ Chapter Tags ▸ NSFW, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Fluff and Smut, Safe Sane and Consensual sex, Love Confessions, First Times, Birthday Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Breeding, Aftercare, Mutual Pining, Rindou being a simp, Some political speech, Ran haitani being a spoiled brat, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence (But only in a one sentence and that's it), Minor Character Death, Bonten arc appearance Haitanis, Arranged Marriage.
꩜ Word Count ▸ 7260
"Good morning, your grace", Rindou heard that from one of the maids as to get him to start his day, while two others were making way for the sun to shine through his chamber, getting the curtains out of the way. Which woke him up.
The young royal stretched out a bit, before scanning his surroundings, dreamy purple eyes landed on the maids, one already carrying a robe for him, the others standing still untill his movement off the bed to change the sheets and get to cleaning.
He slackly got off the velvet mattress, turning his muscular back to the maid letting her to put the robe on him.
"Are my father and brother up ?"
"His majesty and the prince are in the dining hall waiting for your arrival"
"Have they been waiting for long ?"
"Not at all, your grace", Rindou chanted a 'hum' of approval before sliding off the maid and signaling her to take her leave.
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"Good morning, father", Rindou sat by the side of the king at a long rectangular table cornered with empty chairs, only three of them were filled, it had all what a human could think of containing appetizing meals and even far additions for supplies that wouldn't cross a mind; from all the fresh food and beverage found from the best of the best from all inches of the world, and the young duke finds himself distressed; it's a huge waste, yet he maintains grateful toward the fortune he was gifted, promising to use it for the greater good,
"Ran.", It's how he salutes his brother who just stared at him sluggishly, he had no idea how this man ahead of him is meant to be the crown prince with his laziness. Scratch that, how did he win over the entire kingdom effortlessly is what bothered the young duke. But he paid him no mind.
"Good morning, Rindou", the aged king greets back, half focused on his son, struggling to fill the silver plate ahead of him. Father Haitani was once a handsome young monarch desired by all the women across the kingdoms, and debatably, exceeds his sons' charm, alas his god-gifted youth consumed by time left him grey and ailing.
"Say, son," Rindou had an idea where this was going, "any luck of meeting the future mother of my grandchildren....", 'This again...' Rindou thinks, "...while im still alive ?", The king took a bite of his silver plate therefore allowing the royal brothers to begin their breakfast.
He sighs 'why aren't these question addressed to Ran'. It's these little converstation starters like this that gets Rindou's bitterness towards the first born haitani, and his own insecurities, sharpened. The way his brother is free from expectations and observations makes it clear how favored he is.
"No, father, i already told you im more concentrated in my position"
"You know as royals, marriage serve us heirs", his father kept eye talking with his second son and stopped eating, "without future rulers, the kingdom our ancestors worked hard to build will turn into ashes"
Rindou hated it, when his father will turn a blind eye to his hard work into improving their land and serving the poeple, overlooking the positive outcome of his role as a duke, Only to give him more unnecessary missions that'll only harm him and do nothing for his or the others' sake.
"The family i'll make will not be any necessary addition for the monarchy, isn't that Ran's duties ?"
"Your brother is already meant to marry from a nearby kingdom, his future and ours have already been secured thanks to his early decision", the younger Haitani felt his blood boiling to the indirect comparison the King is making, "but then how about you, son ?"
Rindou found himself slaming the corner of the table that was infront of him while getting up. There have been a rigid silence for a while with the Duke composing his breath and sanity, whilst his father's eyes are piercing through him.
"I'll take my leave now, i have some arrangements today, now if you excuse me", forcing himself back to his unruffled nature, he excused himself out of the dining hall.
He had better places to be.
Right near his beloved princess.
-
Rindou sat on the moving carriage, relying on counting the decreasing time until they reach his destination, but the orchestrated action was eventually forgotten by the royal, eyes fixed on his territory slowly pass out of his sight.
It'll be an understatement to say he loved his land, Rindou had a tender spot for his homeland, he and his brother have been raised with a mutual aim, to rule the Roppongi kingdom and keep the legacy everlasting.
That very thought kept the flame inside the Duke to burn brighter and it have been lightning up the darkest points of the crown.
Neither commoners nor nobility could deny how well his job is done, Rindou have been an example of a true hardworking leader, thanks to his formulated plannings - and most importantly, determination - he had developed his domain into a powerful estate, just like how he envisioned, yet there was always room for improvement in Rindou's side.
The younger Haitani takes his duties by heart, he adores the Roppongi kingdom and its wonders, and the day he was entitled as a duke, have made an oath to himself and all the active participants in progressing their empire, that he'll dedicate his life for his land and only use his authorities to benefit the nation.
Rindou had to admit he have felt undesrving of his privileges at first, yet over time he overcame that thought by understanding that without his power and title, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to protect and serve his poeple, even from those who are misusing their authorities.
However, there is one person Rindou can't do anything about, the one thing getting in the way of Rindou's hard work; Who is none other than his older brother.
Ran was the humanized image of the corrupt politician Rindou swore to never be. He wanted the power just for the sake of having the power, for his own selfish schemes.
For their whole life, Ran have been the pampered one, getting the title of the crown prince right at his feet just for being a first born, and that title have gained him respect across the kingdom, and by time, his ego have been taking over the entirety of the dry land. The older Haitani, got credit for stuff that never happened, for his nonexistent duties and sacrifices, yet for his surely capturing charm.
The younger have never called his vision of his brother jealousy, but rather bitterness for all his undeserved received attention, he would have paid him no mind only if he wasn't there to get in the way of his plans, and make dumb decisions with no second thoughts, and all the cleaning up his brother has to do afterwards.
Whilst Ran aims for the title of a royal, Rindou aim for the title of a royal.
That's when the Shibuya kingdom comes in handy. After some time of Ran's recklessness, their father had came to a fateful decision to make an agreement with nearby kingdoms and unify their power, it comes with the benefit of decisions looked into more thoroughly and a faster way to solve issues, the more the better.
Shibuya kingdom have been one of - if not - the biggest economical, agricultural, political, and soldierly turfs. There have been a time where Rindou even saw them as rivals, but even with the great power the Roppongi kingdom holds, they were no match to them.
By the younger Haitani's 15th month of October, introductions were made between the nobel successors, at the day of the agreement. He still remembers the details from that day very thoroughly.
The reigning monarchs sat at the overhead tower of Shibuya kingdom's palace, where their meeting takes place. Shifting all the way down from the tower spire to the lush garden, where the 4 youngsters can be located.
"Ran get up... at least introduce yourself...", whisper-yelled Rindou, fed up with the situations his brother keeps him in.
The crown prince took a look at the foreign visages, and had a nearby bench replace a bed to nap on. And now there is an awkward aura pressing the blonde too tight for his liking.
He tilted his head cautiously from where Ran was seated, taking a subsequent look at the Kantou kingdom prince now climbing a tree to - as Rindou concluded - catch a bird, and the Shibuya kingdom princess, inactive in the bird-catching event but gazing.
At a moment of comfort, Rindou approached her, "Looks like we're the only stable ones around", That got a giggle out of her, "actually Haru have never been so...", she took an additional look at Haru who was now fighting for his life with a furious bird pecking his head, "...tranquil."
It was now Rindou's turn to giggle, "then we're in the same condition", attention back at his slumbering brother.
"he isn't so bad, you must've not met Manjiro"
"Eh? The Tokyo empire prince? You met him? Woah i've only heard of him..."
"that's because he spends most of his time sleeping and eating"
"Better than sleeping and beating up guards"
"Heh he will get along with Keisuke then"
Rindou felt relief running through him again once he got ahold of how smoothly the converstation was going.
Then it clicked,
"oh excuse my manners, princess...", he faintly bowed and grabbed her hand delicately, like a priceless jewel, keeping his lips from touching the flesh yet having it thinly distanced for his fair share of satisfaction, his right hand on his chest lightly, "Haitani Rindou.", dreamy dripping eyes dropped shut at the contact of his lips and the back of her hand, devouring the slow moment.
He had no idea where that confidence came from that moment, he could've never managed to to pull that greeting in a normal circumstance. Maybe it has been the sense of security he felt that had his hesitancy long forgotten, just for a moment. After the introduction was done, the first thing he did afterward was looking back at the princess,
In her behalf, she found herself put on edge. As a princess she have been tought the etiquette well to be the representation of grace and elegance, this is far from her first royal greeting, and it still flusterated her, which caught her off guard far more than how Rindou did, yet as a princess the best immediate action to take was to compose herself,
"(Name), pleasure to meet you"
"The pleasure is mine"
Rindou straightened himself once more, the once pleasant aura have eased to both of their displeasure. And rindou tensed when he got a look at the strained - and still composed - (name) gazing down, as to not meet his eyes. And Rindou had to do something about the awkwardness,
"Ahem you know... im glad we got to talk"
"Same."
Silence fell again,
"well... my birthday, it's tomorrow... and...", now she was observing him, a source of ease found its way back in her veins, while additional fluster reached Rindou's behalf,
"if you would like... to come to my party?", Was a muffled murmer, too faint, too shy, voiced with fear of obvious nervousness exposed - if he were to be heard - but the pink nose and cheeks tint already gave it off.
"I'd love to".
-
The carriage made it's stop at a lavish palace Rindou remembers by heart. The guards stood on parallel lines, saluting the Duke.
He took slow steps towards the open massive door welcoming his arrival, the intent was to reach for the meetings tower, that's what got him invited in to begin with.
But Rindou knew - he just knew - he couldn't trust his conscious not taking him to the garden. It's laughable, really. The same Rindou, who despised the existence of anyone that got some audacity standing in the face of his ancestors' heritage and threaten to terminate it, is more than capable of betraying his time and schedule, even his mind and body - where's the extra voice denying this coming from anymore ? he doesn't know and wouldn't listen anyway - just to get a little bit near.
It have been true, Rindou did predict his beliefs and values to get lost somewhere in his memories when getting closer to her was inevitable.
"Princess!", yes, his self betrayed him and chose its real owner than the morals he valued so much, but Rindou still trusted his heart when it told him she'll be in here.
It's times like this that teach him to trust his guts more often.
"Ha?", (name) was shining from Rindou's vision, she barely got a reason to make a sound, he would've found her and there would've been no logic to explain how, "Oh, Rin? greetings"
"Good day, Princess," by the aid of heaven was he able to look unfazed, it's being wondered in his head if his mother was being legit when telling him heaven favoured lovers, "i haven't interrupted your morning walk, have i ?"
"Not at all, it's always a delight having you here", the smallest bits of comfort she gives, purify Rindou and the unsettling gloom he carries. "do you have any business here?"
Rindou was well aware of the reputation he made for himself, and it have been beneficial for most times when dealing with entrepreneurs, that he isn't playing when it came to work, but having it reach to his sweetheart princess - even if she was being genuine - got his heart uncontrollably aching. She seemingly noticed his sudden tensing though, and had her way to ease it up, "Care for a walk? If you're free"
'"of course, Princess, there are still some time until the meeting anyway"
(Name) drew her attention back ahead of her and lead the way to a nonexistent temporary destination, and Rindou plaintly followed after.
He looked at her with so much admiration in his eyes, how he had appeared so calm and collected was still an enigma even for Rindou, yet have never been so grateful for the unknown source.
Over the decade of familiarity between both royals, something magical made a home out of his soul.
The Shibuya kingdom was on top of its game in everything, including their monarchs. The princess have been well loved and admired all across her kingdom, she got the charm, in the term his brother could never reach.
He was aware of the strict instructions and guides majority of princesses - including ones from an important force like Shibuya kingdom - were required to receive, but she had natural gifts; serenity and composure. They certainly are principal values that emphasizes a princess from a commoner, however that was just her thing no one could've done it better, it was an unallied geniune charisma assisted further with the etiquette toturing.
Her elegance, her grandeur, her neatness, her ingenuity, Rindou have fallen in no time. He barely caught track of the time the passion bloomed, too bewitched by the mystique of... her, just her.
Despite the allure he has been captured in, Rindou still kept a miniature soundness of mind to refrain him from - more likely than not - recklessness.
He is aware that she's not his.
He is well aware she is meant to bond with Sanzu, not him.
He is aware.
His soul isn't.
Rindou, in spite of his youth, has been to war, has killed a man coldheartedly alongside his brother, has resolved to violence more often than a heard-it-all pass-by could assume. Never in his life had he thought sounds of four words could've broke him the day it did, it was too sudden, too mindblowing, yet too obvious, and Rindou felt humiliated by his own self for being pity, for getting his hopes too high as if he was ever favored.
That night he shed tears, the possibilty of Rindou allowing emotions to exit its shell has became an urban legend by villagers and commoners, all they ever spoke about was the fearless Duke who formed a rivalry with his weakness, but that night he cried an ocean.
He still think of that night and doubts the devotion of his memories, the last tears that have been shed before that day were a little Rindou's, who can barely say his name, fighting the soil between him and his mother with the small hands to feel her warmth.
He wasn't that little Rindou anymore, his hands don't search for warmth, it searches for weapons to slay whoever disrespects his land. But that little Rindou never died, there were no corpse or a funeral for the little one, he was buried alive in the current Rindou still itching for tenderness every now and then.
"I'm courted to Haru" (name) informed him that day, it was the day she came of age and were informed herself.
Her relationship with Sanzu have been less than lovers more than friends, there were no hard feelings involved and throughout their lives, she got plenty of time to get comfortable and befriend the other, however there have been no spark and it showed no sign of showing up, ever, well nothing that could be found in a life partner, not the marital type atleast.
Rindou found her hesitance to be more of an issue than a good sign, he values the flame she started inside him, but he valued her far more, and she tops whatever could come in mind to him. And have been the supportive friend she needed for comfort.
He wanted her. Not just a want. He's not completed without her. She was the main priority.
Rindou cooperated with the idea of (name) never being with him, she seemsd to surrender for the Haru deal herself - tho it's not like she had a choice -, his soul never did.
It still gone to heaven and back feeling her presence. He was too weak and helpless and didn't even feel like doing anything about it.
Rindou stopped with the alert of getting too far from the tower, having the princess stopping at the same level with him silently but showingly questioning the decision of stopping.
"Well," the shaking of his voice have made him innerly curse himself, "I appreciate you inviting me for this walk, princess, but i have to be in the tower... i wish you a pleasant day."
-
The brothers were standing in the spacious balcony facing the far mountains, only gazed at by Rindou, having Ran's back and elbows facing it.
"Do you get me now, Rinny ? They just can't get the cake recipe right and it ruins my mood so i had to punch the- hey Rindou are you listening ?"
Rindou hadn't registered a single sound his brother was making.
He was complaining to the mountains with his eyes, he couldn't his weaknesses to slip into an unwanted ear, it was a language made for him and the mountains.
Rindou was getting hopeless, of himself, never of his princess. He was getting hopeless that he'll ever forget her when he had to.
Over the decade of pure admiration, and the one sided emotional rollercoaster, Rindou was on the state he willingly wanted to avoid thinking of accuring, where he couldn't keep up with the unspoken stress anymore, where he hated himself for falling in love.
And he felt like he was betraying his mom for blaming love for the humans' issues.
His mother never missed a day of telling him how love was beautiful, whereas human nature is ugly, and the ugliness of humans made love - that only treated the humankind with pleasure and a reason to keep going - the supposed culprit.
"Rindou...", the older man shook his closest family's shoulders lightly to grab his lost attention, "talk to me..."
It worked and snapped the younger royal out of his gloom, "sorry... you were saying?"
"That's not important right now, what is it with you?"
"It's nothing, Ran, im just tired of the meeting that's all"
"Rindou... im your brother, i know you better than anyone else and i know you are distressed of something bigger than a meeting", Ran now facing his brother's side, had a softer tone, one that reminds Rindou that this isn't just a pampered prince, but his brother that'll always have his back, and Rindou can't help the small lip twitch imitating a smile in his face.
"I was thinking of mom...", Rindou took a pause from the mountain converstation lowering his pupils to meet his feet, "i guess i missed her"
Ran let out a soft knowing chuckle and got back to his previous position, "you have always been like this little brother"
Rindou turned his attention to his brother from surprise, "like what?"
"Acting tough and big and that you got everything under control", a teasing grin found it's way to Ran's face, "when you're really just a whiny baby~"
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU ARSEHOLE", Rindou tried to punch his brother's arm but the older one ran away laughing playfully, and unknown to him he was smiling as well.
It was true, Rindou really needed to stop making everything his responsibility and start admiting he had a limit, and a side of him that needed to be spoilt and pampered, even if it hurted his pride to admit it.
And he wanted to surrender to that side just this once.
-
"Sorry to interrupt, Your royal highness", one of the maids entered the princess' chamber mid the gossip of her ladies-in-waiting were transferring to her - who is not participating - and curtsied , "his grace, duke Rindou of Roppongi, is outside the chamber, demanding to see you"
A short stretch of time passed before the ladies-in-waiting swap the orientation of their gossip to each other, very clearly agitated to interrogate themselves what would he possibly want to see her for at this hour, (name) wouldn't have known what to answer them herself.
"Tell him to wait for a moment and then he could come in", the maid courtsied one more time and then gone out.
"Would you like to change into a more represantable attire, my lady ?"
"My lady, should i get the blue gown ? It's the quickest to put on"
"Don't listen to them, my lady, i suggest the purple gown"
The ladies-in-waiting began debating what should she wear in the presence of - according to them - a male outsider.
"Thanks for the suggestion, ladies, but he's no stranger it'll be alright, you could take your leave now", she politely shrugged them off.
They gave each other a few glances then got up and curtsied, perfectly timed with Rindou's entrance, curtseying to him as well and quietly leaving, the guards securing the door from outside,
Leaving only (name) and Rindou.
The princess remained seated down and looking up to him with a polite smile, while he's motionless by the door, gentle eyes following hers, smile warming up the frost of October, and she could've sworn there was faint pink painted in his cheeks,
"Rin, what a surprise...", at the - now exactly - decade of your meeting, never had Rindou been to her chamber, in fact he's never been to any chamber, only to the meeting tower or walking down the general area, not to mention having a nobelman in a nobel lady's bed chamber is quite scandalous - not that either of them agree with the judgements that accure from it - and been avoided by almost everyone for the sake of their reputation, so er astonishment have been explanatory, "are there any special occasions for the visit ?"
"Oh nothing serious, princess, i apologize if i got you worried"
"Oh not at all... im just quite curious what the reason may be is all"
"Well...", averting her eyes and looking down for the first time since he came in. Notwithstanding his silky mauve hair was falling over the violet orbs on the stocks of tilting his head downward, the pink flush got apparent and clear. Rindou took an unhurried breath, composing his now tense form. His brother was right, he was just trying to act tough, but he's a coward innerly, making a fool of himself at the moment, but there is no turning back, "...my birthday is tomorrow... and i thought... if you'd like to come... ?"
Silence.
Protacted silence.
Rindou was panicking too much to even look at her expressions, it felt as if she stopped breathing, no sounds were coming from her direction in any way.
And he was about to apologize and leave but...
"I'd love to."
-
"How beautiful...", the carriage interior contained the bewildered princess, having never perceived a prepossessing sight as the one shifting by her in-motion window.
In a sort of a same condition as Rindou, she haven't stepped foot in his territory, she had no motive to. From the uncountable dry lands (name) has traveled through from the Tokyo empire, the Roppongi kingdom haven't made it to the list for two reason; first, the concernily occupied schedule assigned to her as a working royal barely got her a breathing space for visits to relatives or friends - since the kingdoms she have ever been to was for her deals, and Rindou was in charge of all matters surrounding his land to even give her a thing to do there - and her break was utilised for complete rest behind the walls of her castle.
Second, she didn't trust herself near Rindou.
Rindou was a riddle on her behalf, not him as a person, but the chemical reaction he causes.
Royal pedagogy was told to be stern, sombre, unsympathetic, rigorous, every common unrelentless term a rational living creature could think of. She went through it, she managed to accomplish the perfection of the princess definition. It took blood, sweat, and tears but it gave off, and she was prepared to survive the world.
Then Rindou happened, that not the top of the range tuition of composure and control prepared her enough for this man.
Ever since the night their fates collided, there was an implicit urge to deny the liking she has taken on the duke, it have been unreasonable at the time, but by age the motives of her denial grew larger; Her courtship to Sanzu - who was far from a romantic interest - have already been agreed upon by the higher ups.
Further than that, Rindou have already made a reputation for himself as the fierce duke who've made it crystal clear his land and occupation were his prime consideration, contrary of his brother and the masses of the nobelmen over the eras, the hypothesis of marriage and affairs was made known to be less of a concern for him.
All the doors were shut. She had your hands tied. There weren't any solutions left for her but to ignore the sellout of her chemical structure, but it was just... unachievable.
Every single time (name) thinks she surpassed her little crush, without a fail, Rindou's image shows up leaving her euphoric and lovestruck.
Only god knows how they survived meeting each other in person for so long.
That said, back to the current state, the carriage made its stop at the centre of the estate, where the castle is built, it doesn't equalize the size of her home but it sure is as beautiful as the land surrounding it.
(Name) was just as mesmerized with the haitanis' palace as she has been with their unfurled fields, too captivated with the allure of her field of vision, her lady-in-waiting - whose been assigned to travel alongside her - took over the errand of reviving her mindfulness by slightly shaking her - putting in mind (name)' social role -, which seemingly worked.
Now attentive, she finally sensed the rows of maids and guards by the gate still having their heads low - under the definition of respect -, the gate was allegedly open beforehand, expecting her arrival. Taking the first steps towards the entrance, she allowed the maid to escort her somewhere - she wasn't informed of yet - that locates in the back of the castle, where they're taking her.
The further they take her, the clearer it gets that she's being escorted to a garden. It was decorated and set ready for the rendezvous that she weren't all sure what's it about either.
The closer the view the clearer it gets to see the handsome dressed up duke, sitting in the chair ahead of the sizeable table that's stocked with a sweet course. His arms were crossed and his leg was restless, solicitude transparent on his attractive features, it lightened up - however - at the sight of the princess, and his little joyous smile unintentionally caused hers.
He, like an excited child got up from the chair quick, hitting his leg against the table in the process but he barely cared and came closer to her, excusing the maids and her lady-in-waiting out with a hand gesture not even staring at them once, his eyes couldn't leave hers and it'll be misleading to say he was solely participating at the current adoration match.
The rest of the women surrounding them understood almost immediately and took their leave along with the guards spread around the garden, and within mere minutes she was alone with Rindou, staring at each other chastly.
"Ahem please take a seat, princess", Rindou was the first to break the silence, extending a hand that she took gladly to escort and move the chair for her before moving to his seat across from her.
-
His usual stern yet playful demeanor was replaced - as she noticed - by this uncoordinated timidness completely out of character for a fierce leader like Rindou. Unknown to the princess before him, that this is Rindou finally coming out from the dark of his disguise by making less effort to hide his too obvious crush on her.
"You have no idea how delighted i am that you came", started the now blushing mess of a Duke. If she didn't have his handsome features printed in her memories, (name) would've mistaken this man for another.
This Rindou was less - if isn't at all - the supposedly gonna-be controlling terrible husband like the rest of them royals out there, and more of a softie who is keeping his eyes into one direction as long as she's in it.
"I'm delighted to be invited", she answered after observing the strange behavior coming from him. It wasn't exactly strange to be fair, but surprising, "um... do you perhaps have an issue that needed to be discussed"
"Not at all, princess, you could say i wanted to spend quality time with you, just the two of us", Rindou reached for the tea pot to pour you both some.
Oh.
That was... a shock.
Not what he said... exactly.
But the fact he said that.
Alright, who is this and where is Rindou ??
(Name) was speechless. "...umm... i see.", she went on to drink her tea to keep the silence appropriate. She looked up to Rin, in a position of a lover; he held the cup of tea in one hand, and the other supported his slightly leaning head as he stared at her.
His lavender orbs were contagious, they were lovestruck and had her lovestruck, it was a disease meant to infect only both of them. Dangerous thoughts got to her head...
'What if he likes me?'
In the procedures of brushing off her truth of loving Haitani, figuring the obvious was a lost choice as well.
Rindou isn't acting strange... maybe.
What happened is that she opened her eyes.
The silence lasted for a while, and it could be guessed how awkward its been.
"The weather is nice, would you like to have a walk ?", Rindou finally blurted out, as a solution for the awkwardness and she wouldn't miss out on that so she got up following him.
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The walk couldn't make their silence less awkward, it couldn't stop the red from spreading all over their faces either. It felt as if they were moving in circles, which was a probability, but neither royal would notice, they were currently detached from their surroundings, all they hear are their doubts of the future.
Rindou for instance thought he had a plan - but it was a miscalculation, a rush of adrenaline if you must call it - up until the reality slapped him like no fool could ever muster up the courage to.
Too many thoughts crossed his mind at once, his brain was getting heavy with doubts.
'She doesn't like me'
'She's betrothed to someone else'
'She doesn't like me!!'
'Where is this going ?'
'What to do now ?'
'Mama get up!'
...
He stopped his tracks.
...
'Mama get up! Get up Mama i'm scared....'
'Rindou.'
'Why doesn't she answer me ??!!!'
'She is gone'
'No...... Mama is here I SAW HER!!!!!!'
'She is not coming back'
'WHAT DID YOU DO???!!!!'
'Enough'
'BRING ME BACK MAMA!!!!!'
'I said enough.'
'NO NO I WANT MAMA I WANT MAMA!!!!'
*Slap*
'Get over it......
......Rindou!'
".....Rindou?"
(Name) concerningly called for the crying man. 'Huh' thought Rindou. Oh. He's done it, what he ought to leave dead- had woke up... he allowed that little Rindou to rise from the dead for a delicate moment, just that moment. Afterall, that slap had killed the little boy in him, making him the ruthless man he is today, making the small child into his enemy, a frail weak crybaby... what he promised to never become again... Love was beautiful whereas the human nature is ugly, and the ugliness of humans made love the supposed culprit, just like his mother always told him, but just as he got in contact with little Rindou had he realised, he's been the living embodiment of that. He gave in to human nature, became as ugly as his father. He never forgave his father, neither for beating his mother to death, nor for turning him into - as Rindou calls it - a serious jester. The way he was acting was comedic, hilarious even, he knew what his reputation in the empire never mentioned, his truth, as a fearless coward, a brave quitter. Couldn't get any more ironic.
"Are you feeling alri-" "I love you."
"..."
Her heartbeats were racing, so was her blood, and so were her thoughts, she had frozen in shock trying to compose her ragged breathing, her mouth and eyes were wide open, her vision got blurry yet what's left of her consciousness could still dig his hopeful hooded eyes and, oh, have they always been so seductive ?
In the meantime, the man of the moment mistook the stillness for rejection and terror, a pout found the way to his thin lips, before they were pecked by his princess.
The Peck turned passionate kissing, a kiss of deprivation, of desperation, of a fantasy, a daydream always meant to be - as if it was a glimpse of the future - forever and ever, in love.
The kiss got heated red was his face, red were her swollen lips, red they saw. Their hands moved eagrly; through her clothed back, and his smoking hot visage.
They know what their fate is suggesting.
And Rindou voiced it, in his husky voice, "Join me in my bed...please..."
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The maids lifted the cloth tightening up her body, leaving it to lose balance and slide off her skin, that flowy nightgown she was left with was no shield to the breeze running up her body.
He was staring at her by the doorframe and it felt too pleasurable to be a beginning that hasn't started yet, he was already satisfied in all senses by getting to be around her, however he wanted to keep going, to feel their virgin love unvail is what he was gonna keep going for, and that would get him witnessing heaven alive.
Just then, Rindou walked in looking less formal than what the princess has gotten used to but somehow never lost his allure, he was barely wrapped in the poet shirt he had on nor did the black loose pants make him look any less enticing.
He gave a look at the maids who understood almost immediately curtsying then leaving them alone for the privacy of the night, and once the door closed she was hit with the reality of the situation, she couldn't look anywhere but Rindou's shining violet eyes, his face was being pecked by the light of the moon that was left to observe their love and be the witness of their union.
Rindou made his way to where (name) was standing quietly, holding her breath, and her fingers close to each other, like a prayer; praying he'd devour her entirely.
His cold hand brushed all over her hot skin gently before lifting her head to meet him for another kiss, starting lovingly and leaving them wanting more, more, more...
The Duke lifted her bridal style, laying her on the bed and getting on top of her without enough force to strangle her but close enough for their needy liking.
Puppy kisses were thrown here and there, small giggles filling the space, but it wasn't quite... what they were here for.... so Rindou's left hand paved the way under her nightgown stopping down her lower thigh to stroke a bit before finally getting to her vagina. The princess let out a few breaths - she didn't know was holding - when he started teasing her entrance with his fingers, rubbing his thumb in circles while his index and middle finger slowly and steadily prepped her, more and more breathy sounds left her throat as he was full on thrusting both fingers in and out relentlessly.
Rindou was so turned on right now with, one, the sight of his lover, and two, the sight of his lover shifting and moaning while getting closer and closer to her first orgasm. He almost came just by his field of vision, but the night was still long.
The princess on the other hand could't think of her surroundings while getting close to the edge, (name) was told bedding as a married couple was only for the husband's pleasure, the nobleladies visiting her whole life spoke of only the worst stories of wedding nights that can be told. Never have breaking sexual propaganda felt so good, a man that's not her husband nor fiancé digging deep into her sweet spot reaching her orgasm before he could even think of his.
And just as she thought it was no longer possible, Rindou's fingers picked up pace practically splashing her juices on the velvet sheets she was gripping on fo dear life, seeing stars as her climax was approaching, when Rindou's hand got gooey and her brain got back in her head.
"That was... incredible", the princess told her duke panting.
Rindou kissed her cheek facing him and replied, "it's just the start, my lady", (name) was about to say something but he beat her to it going down between her legs, spreading them and kissing his way dangerously close to her vagina, "let me keep showing you the pleasure you deserve" Rindou gave her exposed clitoris an open mouthed kiss and her breath hitched again, her voice cracking the moment kisses turned into licks.
Even since the fated day where her courtship to Sanzu was announced, she received various advices concerning the wedding night on how to satisfy the Kantou prince, this - however - she was not prepared for. Keeping that in mind as Rindou was feasting on her honeypot like a starving man, having her moaning lustily as she came, toes curling and legs above his shoulders.
Looking down beyond her raised nightgown, was a lustful expression from the Roppongi kingdom duke, white was on his mouth, chin, and cheeks, licking his lips while maintaining eye contact, enough to get any woman on her knees. And oh... how handsome that man is... it's a scene like this, that automatically leave one wondering; how's a man like this not considred the charming one between the brothers ?
Society long forgotten, as he got up towring over her. Shibuya kingdom long forgotten, as he took his top off exposing his well built abs and muscular arms. Sanzu long forgotten, as he lowered down his pants, still keeping eye contact, never taking his eyes off her, consumming each reaction. And that damned lustful look on his face.
With pants gone, his penis was exposed; he was a terrifying 8 incher, rather girthy, red and hot, nowhere to hide he needed the princess. Now.
She gulped at the sight, and fear struck her, Moving backwards within the king sized bed.
"What's wrong, love?"
"No no... that's um... that's not-... that will hurt..."
Rindou moved closer to kiss her forehead lovingly, "i'll make sure it doesn't... i'll be with you through every minute"
She smiled at him and in a swift move, he got her back in a laying position, hands above her head intertwined - really, really tightly - with his own, legs hugging his waist ; it wasn't exactly a comfortable position but they were too lost in each other's eyes to give it much thought.
Rindou gave his dick a stroke before lining it up at her entrance, "one, two...", he pushed in, "...three."
Letting out a sigh at the smooth feeling inside her walls, Rin was quick to draw his attention back at his beloved, visibly uncomfortable at the foreign stretch. With his free hand, He kept playing with her hair soothingly, the other still supporting her own, as he gives her some time to adjust.
"Shhhh... shh... shh shh my darling sweetheart... you're doing it... you're doing great..."
"Mmmh-", she gave him a pleased hum and leaned into his free hand. Upon taking her signal, he locks lips with her and starts moving, slowly and steadily.
The princess yelped at the sensation, breaking the kiss, as Rindou let out a low, dark grunt pulling her back into the kiss that got filthy real quick.
They couldn't even keep track of the time, slow movements turned rough in and out thrusting, sounds of skin slapping echoing in the chamber, (name) wailed at the eager and hungry-like pace Rindou was going at. Both of their passion sounds were too loud to hear the bed creaking and the slamming of their hips, as not even the love bites could contain it.
"Fuuuuuck~", Rindou groaning in total ecstasy, still pounding into the fucked out princess like there's no tomorrow.
"Ah... A-Ah... Oh.... Hah... R-Rin... p-please...", (name) plead with a sweet weak cry, instead she received another kiss leaving her drool dripping.
"Hah.... ah... ahh.... I'm- i'm cumming...", Rindou hugged his princess tight as his eyes close shut and face heated up.
In one final thrust, they came at the same time, contently staying in the same position; cuddling and taking long, shaky breaths after the mind blowing sex.
-
Rindou picked up his bride-to-be to his private bath, washing her up himself as she let the warm water run down her body.
"You make me happy princess..."
His voice was music to her ears, reassuring her with the sweetest words.
"You're beautiful..."
"Rinny-"
"Yes, dear?"
They couldn't be together, her marriage to Sanzu is scheduled three days to come. It's too late now to save her true love story, isn't it ? She had already accepted it the day prior to Rindou's visit, she had already accepted her fate.... why did it have to get so beautiful at this timing ?
"I love you"
"I love you back, my love."
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🍎 ｡:*• ─ WEREWOLF SENTENCE STARTERS. › ( a compilation of werewolf-themed quotes from various media & some original ones. feel free to adjust them to better fit your muses ! )
1. ❝ I didn't choose to become a werewolf. ❞
2. ❝ Have you seen a lot of werewolves ? ❞
3. ❝ You were bitten, you're already changing. ❞
4. ❝ I’d take a silver bullet for you, you know ? ❞
5. ❝ We were attacked by a lycanthrope, a werewolf ! ❞
6. ❝ Am I a victim of your carnivorous lunar activities ? ❞
7. ❝ Isn't there any way that I can become human again ? ❞
8. ❝ Whether you’re a vampire or werewolf, love is still love. ❞
9. ❝ The last remaining werewolf must be destroyed. It's you ! ❞
10. ❝ You’re one of them ! I've hunted these creatures for years ! ❞
11. ❝ I may be upset or screwed up right now, but I'm not a wolf ! ❞
12. ❝ Did you just whistle at me ? I’m a wolf, not a dog, you know ? ❞
13. ❝ You don't scare me. Underneath all that hair, you're still a dork. ❞
14. ❝ Am I a werewolf ? I don't know, I'll let you know by the next full moon. ❞
15. ❝ Yeah, be rational, sure. You’re a fucking werewolf, for Christ's sake ! ❞
16. ❝ Wait... you’ve always known about me being a werewolf all along ? ❞
17. ❝ The full moon is rising. Would you rather I remained out here with you ? ❞
18. ❝ The three “F”s of being a werewolf — feeding, fighting, and… reproduction. ❞
19. ❝ I'm torn between feeling very scared of you and finding you terribly attractive. ❞
20. ❝ I was always meant to be a werewolf, I just know it ! How do I get one to attack me ? ❞
21. ❝ You're real, lycanthropy is real, so the solution must be real. We’ll find it together. ❞
22. ❝ There's gotta be a cure, right ? Otherwise, there'd be a hell of a lot more of them ! ❞
23. ❝ Tomorrow night's the full moon. You're gonna change. You'll become... a werewolf ! ❞
24. ❝ If they were to send a werewolf to the moon, would he be a werewolf permanently ? ❞
25. ❝ I didn’t see. I was chased by a big thing, uh-- some kind of wild animal. A wolf maybe ? ❞
26. ❝ I am a fucking werewolf ! Do you think I want to go back to being a nobody ? No thanks ! ❞
27. ❝ Maybe he's like you, and it's not in his nature to kill, and he secretly wants to mate with me... ❞
28. ❝ If you survived an attack by a werewolf, wouldn't you become a werewolf yourself at the next full moon ? ❞
29. ❝ Just the other night, half-man, half-beast got shot down ! They took 'em to the hospital... was it you ? ❞
30. ❝ Do you really believe that tomorrow night, under the full moon, I'll sprout hair and fangs and eat people ? Bullshit ! ❞
31. ❝ Haven’t you heard ? There was a disturbance in our neighborhood involving some sort of mad dog... or was it a wolf ? ❞
32. ❝ Soo... you guys are werewolves too, huh ? Super glad to know you, I thought I was the only one around here. ❞
33. ❝ You’re telling me you were bitten on a full moon, and now you’re getting hairy... could you be turning into a werewolf ? ❞
34. ❝ I woke up thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. I’ve never had a family before, I’m happy we met. ❞
35. ❝ I googled “what to do when your future werewolf mate courts you and brings you a dead rabbit.” There was a lot of porn, then I found a recipe for stew. It was delicious ! The stew, not the porn. The porn was weird. ❞
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Arranged marriage AU starter sentences: Could I request Jaskier x reader with the prompts “I…think I’m in love?” + Don’t cry. I promise I will love you and protect you to the best of my ability, til death do we part.” + “The moment I saw you, I knew we were meant to be.” Please and thank you!!!
This is so old but I'm trying to get back into writing fanfic on this site so I figured I'd try to clear out my inbox.
Also, I regret nothing because I would absolutely fuck a bard.
Summary: You're in an arranged marriage with Jaskier and meet him the day of your wedding. Sparks fly.
Word count: ~3800
Pairing: Jaskier x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mention of domestic violence, NSFW smut.
It wasn't something you wanted. Your father had traded you to settle a debt and quite frankly you were sure your father was the one benefitting the most from the arrangement. It all happened so fast. One moment you were singing in the garden with your mother as you hung up the wash and the next you were engaged to a man you hadn't met and wouldn't meet until you were before the gods and everyone at the altar. You were pissed. Who the hell did that to someone they were supposed to love? Who sold their own child like they were cattle to be easily replaced?
Your mother was against it, and she had pleaded with him to find another way, but your father would have none of it. Apparently it was your job to take care of the family, head of the household be fucking damned. She bought you time. That was all she could do. A week. She bought you a week. A week to make your wedding clothes as was tradition. Part of you wanted to show up in a burlap sack. But that wouldn't have been fair to you. You'd get one wedding, and even if it wasn't for love, you wanted to look beautiful. You wanted whoever your new husband was to know he was marrying an otherworldly beauty that he better not lay a hand on or the gods may smite him.
Your hands hurt. They were covered in pricks from the sewing needle as you put together your dress. It was lace and delicate and white. When you began to work, your mother had pulled out the chest she'd been saving fabric in for you. There were so many scraps and it tugged at your chest at the thought of her putting the collection together over the years for what was supposed to be the happiest day of your life. She helped you with the ribbons and even took apart an old pearl necklace your father had given her to help adorn the neckline and bodice. If you weren't pleased with your husband, you were going to be pleased with yourself.
The week passed by in a blink and you found yourself in the woods on your wedding day. Your heart was in your throat. You couldn't do this. You couldn't leave your mother. Who would help her around the house? Who would protect her from father when he had a little too much and lost more than he'd gained?
You wanted to spit at his feet where you stood at the edge of the clearing. He's going to lose more today than he'll ever gain, you vowed. He began to walk forward, but you tried to walk backwards. His hand clamped around your arm so fast.
"Listen, you good for nothing brat, you will go up there. You will pledge yourself to Lord Jaskier. You will pay my debt or I will make your mother pay," your father harshly whispered in your ear. His breath smelled like whiskey and it churned your empty stomach. "Understood?"
You nodded, hot tears pricking your eyes. You clutched the bunch of wildflowers you'd picked along the way in your hand. Turning back to the clearing, you took in the man waiting for you. Lord Jaskier. You finally had a name. He was quite handsome. His hair was slightly long. Enough that you wanted to tug. He wore a red jacket, and his face had a scruffy shadow to it. But it was his eyes that drew you in. The brilliant blue of a sea you'd never seen. His eyes that lit up as soon as they saw you. He held a hand out to you as you walked down the makeshift aisle.
Your heart thudded in your chest as your father shoved you towards him, tripping on a branch. You braced for the ground, but hands were out to catch you. When you straightened, you found that they were attached to your future husband. He was glaring at your father, but his hands were so gentle on you.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice full of concern.
A stray tear slipped down your cheek. You couldn't tell if it was because of this whole situation or from relief that he at least didn't seem like a monster.
His brows pinched down as he frowned, reaching up to swipe the tear away with his thumb. "Don’t cry, dear heart. I promise I will love you and protect you to the best of my ability, til death do we part and all that,” he stammered.
"And all that," you echoed.
He smiled at you then, and it was as if the sun had shone down from the sky. He did not let go of your hand as you walked towards the officiant. You didn't know if it was because he was afraid you would bolt or because he genuinely wanted to keep touching you. His thumb rubbed yours throughout the ceremony. When it came time for the hand fasting, he gave your hand an affectionate squeeze. You vowed to love and cherish him and some other things that you'd parroted back, but honestly your head was swimming.
This stranger was your husband. This handsome stranger was your husband. He was going to expect things. Things you hadn't really done or experienced before, but things he looked as if he'd be well versed at. What if he didn't love you? What if he never loved you? As your father had shown you, men would say whatever they needed in order to get what they want. Why would Jaskier be any different?
The reception was joyful and loud. The food was good, but it wasn't memorable.
"Love, are you enjoying yourself?" Jaskier asked, picking apart the chicken on his plate.
You nodded absentmindedly, thinking about a million other things than the party going on around you. His hand reached over to take yours. He raised it to his lips, placing a kiss across your knuckles. "Would you care to dance?"
"Oh I'm really not much of a dancer..."
"Then we can just sway together," he said, smiling softly at you. He stood, pulling you gently up with him. You were guided to the middle of the dancers, letting him lead you through the dance.
“The moment I saw you, I knew we were meant to be," he told you, quiet enough that only you could hear as he turned you into his chest.
"In the clearing?" you asked, breathless. He couldn't possibly mean it.
"No, in your garden singing with your mother one afternoon. You were so beautiful and your voice was mesmerizing," his voice was warm and his breath hot against your ear. "I knew then that I needed you in my life."
"And if my father hadn't owed a debt?" you asked, swallowing the dry lump in your throat.
"Then I suppose I would have had to compete with the rest of the men in your village for your heart," he said, spinning you out.
You were dizzy, moreso from his words than the spinning. "Lord Jaskier... what are you saying?"
He pulled you back towards him, running the back of his hand along your cheek, down your neck, further down until his hand settled on your hip.
“I…think I’m in love?”
It was a question. You pulled away from him, feeling cold at the loss of contact. "I think that's enough dancing." You trudged off down a side path, not paying attention to where you were going.
"Wait!" He called after you, following you down the path. "Why are you running?"
"I'm not running."
"You know what I mean."
"Forgive me for not feeling in the mood to celebrate a marriage to a man my father owed a debt. I'm not some prize cattle."
"I never said you were?"
"You can't possibly love me. And you said it like a question. Who admits their love like its a question?"
"I do love you!" He declared, grabbing your hand and stopping you before you walked into the lake. You hadn't noticed it looming in the distance.
"You don't even know me," you murmured, rubbing your arm with your free hand. The forest closed in on you. Birds and insects chirped in the darkness, punctuated by the sound of the water lapping on the shore. The moon reflecting off the lake cast Jaskier in an ethereal glow.
"I'll admit that I know you better than you know me, and I should like to remedy that," he said.
"You-"
He cut you off, listing how you take your tea, the songs you sing when you think no one is around, your favorite flower, "and you love your mother more than anything and protect her from your father."
"And you're taking me away from her! Who will protect her now?" You choked on a sob. His words drew a visceral reaction from you. You felt exposed. Laid bare. Like you stood naked against a man in full armor.
He pulled you close, wrapping you in his arms. "I know, love. I've got someone taking care of it. I need you to trust me."
You nodded into his neck. Then a thought dawned on you. "Jaskier, why do you love me? I didn't even know you existed really until this week. "
"You might as well ask a man why he breathes, love," he said with a chuckle. "I love you because you're you." He kissed your forehead before resting his chin against the top of your head.
This gentle man was your husband. Something in your chest clicked into place. He really did love you. And from what you'd seen from him so far, you did like him. Maybe even love. He protected you. He cared about you. He was incredibly handsome. And now he was singing some elven lullaby softly in your ear and his voice was so soothing. Too soothing. He'd put you to sleep at this rate. You turned to tell him to stop, your lips grazing his cheek. Was he blushing? You smirked. Maybe he wasn't as experienced as you thought? Or maybe he just really liked you? You bit your lip before making a decision. You pressed a firm kiss to his cheek. Then a tentative one to the corner of his mouth. You pulled back, watching him carefully. He cupped your cheek, rubbing his thumb along your cheek bone. Then he was leaning closer and you found yourself leaning right back in. His lips were soft and warm. He kissed you carefully at first, as if you'd pull back and change your mind. When you didn't, his hand sank into your hand, pulling you flush against him as he kissed you hard. Your hands fisted in his shirt as you walked him back up against a tree. You sucked on his bottom lip, curious as to how he'd taste. He tasted like fruity wine and he groaned against your mouth. His other hand gripped your hip and you couldn't help it. You wanted more. You were curious as to what he knew and how he could make you feel. You'd heard stories from the other wives about the first night and most had said it was disappointing, but you felt as if he would thrill you.
But, you also knew that he wouldn't push you. You'd have to make him beg so he knew you wanted it and that you were letting him do it. You took his hand and slid it up towards your chest, laying it over your breast before squeezing his hand so he squeezed you. He let out a whine against your lips, squeezing a little harder.
He pulled back, leaning his forehead against yours as he panted hard. He spun you so that your back was against the tree. His lips were desperate, trailing kisses along your jaw, down to your ear where he gently nipped your earlobe, and then down your neck. His breath against your skin sent shivers down your spine. He kneeled before you, his hands resting on your ankles. "Please, love."
"Please what?" you asked, breathless.
His hand tentatively pushed up your dress hem, placing a kiss to your left knee. "Please let me have you. All of you. I will make it worth your while. I will show you stars and sing songs about your beauty. I will worship you as my muse." He kissed a trail up your thigh, your skirt lopsided. You drew a sharp breath as his lips grazed your hip, tilting your head against the rough tree bark.
"All of me?" you asked him, a teasing tone. "My heart isn't so freely given."
"Then let me earn it," he begged.
You looked down at him. His eyes shone in the moonlight and he looked so desperate, his pupils large with more than just lust. You thought back to something your neighborhood friend had said, and decided to be bold. You swung your left leg over his shoulder. "Then earn it."
His eyes widened as he turned his head, his lips making full contact with your thigh. He kissed a trail up, up, up, his left hand pushing your dress up and all the way to the side.
The air was cold against your naked flesh, your nerves suddenly creating a storm in your belly. No man had seen you like this before. And here your husband was looking at you, not as if he'd seen so many before, but as if you were a new, uncharted territory. An enchanted artifact lost to time and just now discovered. He placed a kiss to your hip and continued to kiss across your waist. His eyes the whole time looking up at you, taking in every moment, prepared to stop should you request it. His mouth hovered in front of your sensitive skin and you could feel his hot breath, making you squirm. He placed a tentative kiss above your slit. You sucked in a breath and the bastard smiled. His confidence was growing and he licked along you. The sensation was foreign but not unwelcome. And then his tongue was entering, searching, finding. Your hand slid into his hair, grabbing it hard to pull him closer. He groaned against you, his hands now gripping you hard as he shoved his face against you. He was licking and sucking and you were lost trying to figure out the motions of it all because all you could do was feel. Your head leaned hard against the tree, your hair knotting in the bark as you tried to focus but it was all so new and amazing. Your heart was beating madly in your chest to the point where it felt as though it might burst out against your ribs and you'd die here in this bliss in this man's arms. He devoured you as if no food or drink could satisfy his hunger, only you. It was then that you fully grasped the devotion of this man.
Here he was on his knees.
Here he was taking care of you before asking anything of you in return.
Here he was worshipping you.
Here was your husband.
Here was a man you could love. Who clearly loved you.
Your body began to tremble, your legs weak as you felt like every lick of his tongue and suck of his lips wound something tighter within you. You were leaning more fully on him, and he reached up , throwing your other leg over his shoulder and you let him, knowing it wouldn't hold you up on its own anymore. Your back dug further into the tree, but you didn't care. You bucked against his mouth. Reaching up, you grabbed onto a branch above you.
"J-jaskier!" You gasped, feeling as if you were on the edge of an uncharted cliff. Down below would be darkness. Down below was the unknown. He sucked hard on your clit and you realized you didn't care. Down below was adventure and Jaskier. You threw yourself over that edge, falling, falling, falling and suddenly crashing waves hit you and you realized what it was. Down below was bliss and you were swimming in it. Drowning in it. Gulping it deep down into your throat.
The night air was cold and rough in your lungs as you struggled to catch your breath. Jaskier licked you languidly before placing a gentle kiss to your clit. He pulled back, carefully placing your legs back on the earth. Still, he held onto them, which was probably for the best as you were still very wobbly.
"I think you earned it," you breathed, looking down at him. His hair was positively disheveled from your hands, and the boyish grin he gave you almost made your knees give out on the spot. You joined him on the ground, kneeling before him, remembering the things that were actually supposed to happen on your wedding night and suddenly wanting them to happen very much if you felt like this just from his mouth, his glorious mouth. Your hands fisted the lapels of his jacket, pulling him in for a hot kiss. He tasted like you. That thought clanged through you as you continued to kiss him, pushing his jacked off his shoulders. You slid your hands under his shirt, feeling the strong muscles of his chest.
He pulled back, holding your face in his hands. "We don't have to if you don't want-"
You cut him off with another kiss. "No, I want to, I want to very much." You kissed him rapidly in succession, your lips trailing down his jaw to his neck, nipping his collar bone. He moaned at that, gently pushing you away to pull off his shirt and give you more access. Your lips were greedy, marking every square inch of him you could find, kissing down, down, down to the edge of his pants. There was a visible bulge in his trousers that you were curious about. You'd seen a man's member before, entirely by accident, but this was different. The was your lover. Your hands trembled slightly as you reached for the ties to his pants, tugging them loose until he was free.
He was glorious. You took it in your hand, stroking the velvety skin. Jaskier hissed, leaning his head down in the grass. A wicked thought crossed your mind. But, he was your husband and you could do with each other as you wished. So you leaned down, taking him in your mouth. Jaskier swore, his hand reflexively settling on your head, just resting there as you moved up and down, sliding your tongue hard against him. You enjoyed how he squirmed, and it made you want to do more, twirling your tongue around the head until Jaskier softly pulled you off. He sat up, sliding his hands up your legs, hiking your skirt up with it until his hands settled on the soft swell of your ass. He gripped you firmly, pulling you forward and into his lap. You placed your hands on his shoulders for balance. You could feel him beneath you, his heat radiating against your core. Looking down at him with a smirk, you decided to tease him, dragging yourself so that the head of his cock slipped just ever so slightly back and forth along your slit. He took the deepest breath.
"It's going to hurt at first," he murmured. "You control the speed and depth."
You nodded. You leaned your forehead against his, exhaling and slowly sinking down onto him. He was a great length, not too long or too short, and just the right thickness to stretch you in a way that felt snug. Still, inch by inch you lowered yourself down, breathing through clenched teeth until you were fully seated on him.
Jaskier kissed you softly. "You are amazing."
You kissed him long and slow as you adjusted, clenching around him to test it out. His hands tightened around your hips.
"Love," he said, his voice strained.
You kissed him, pressing hard against his mouth and began to move. The two of you went slow at first, but then you started to pick up the pace, speeding up every time you found him getting in sync with you. He drilled up into you and you pushed him down into the ground, your hands tightening on his shoulders. You felt that same pressure building within you as he captured your lips with his, kissing you as if you were air and he were drowning. He felt amazing and then he was hitting a new spot as he adjusted your hips and your head was swimming. You couldn't keep up, haphazardly smashing your hips against his as you were pulled back into a sea of bliss, seeing stars behind your eyelids. Jaskier swallowed your strangled cry, holding you close against him. He gasped your name, slowing down until his stilled within you. His chest was sweaty beneath your hands. You rested your cheek against his collar bone as you caught your breath. He gently slid out of you, tucking himself back into his pants before turning on his side to hold you. You were both looking over the vast expanse of the lake, listening to it lap against the shore as you just enjoyed being together.
Jaskier kissed the top of your head. "I wasn't planning to make love to you in the woods," he said. His chuckle rumbled along your spine.
"No, most people don't." you replied, feeling cheeky. You turned to him, resting your head on the inside of his arm. "Is that what we did, make love?"
"Depends. If you felt like love grew from it then yes, otherwise I guess we just fucked." He looked at you expectantly.
You kissed his nose. "I love you."
Jaskier kissed you long and slow, savoring you. "Good, because you're stuck with me." His smirk set your heart aflame.
"I am curious, though..."you said with a grin.
"What about, love?"
"If this was making love then what does it feel like to fuck?"
Jaskier grinned wolfishly. "Oh, you'll find out. Preferably in bed, though, where I don't have sticks pressed into my arse during it."
You shoved him playfully, rolling up to stand. The moon was sinking down towards the horizon. It would be day soon in a few hours. "Where to now, husband?"
Jaskier stood, picking his shirt off the ground. He shook off the leaves before pulling it on over his head. He picked up his jacket and hung it around your shoulders. You hadn't realized you were shivering in the midnight chill. "I think we go home." He offered you his hand and you took it this time without hesitation, letting him lead you towards your new life.
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SCREAM VI SENTENCE STARTERS
↳ spoilers will be present and are tagged as such. general horror movie trope trigger warnings apply. death/murder, mentions of blood/gore, etc.
we have to finish the movie.
who gives a fuck about the movie?!
i always wanted to stick something in you, [name]!
this is creepy, right?
he's after me! he's got a knife!
the worst part is: you teach a class about slashers, and you still walked into a dark alley. alone.
[name] wouldn't be caught dead at a frat party.
get me a drink!
we said we wouldn't use the voice modulator on each other.
it was even better than we ever even imagined.
is that why you killed her? because she gave you a c-?
come on, [name]. how long have we known each other?
why are you fucking with me?
you know what? this is stupid.
what i'm really worried about is [name].
every time i push you for specifics, you shut down.
i have trust issues.
my father was a famous serial killer. they made a movie about him.
last year i found out that my boyfriend was also a serial killer.
i stabbed him 22 times and slit his throat, and then shot him in the head. that's not why i'm here.
it felt... right.
i'm not equipped to deal with this kind of thing.
by law, i'm required to report this to the authorities.
who the fuck is [name]?!
she went to the omega kappa beta party.
i cannot speak to how heavily armed [name] is at this fraternity party.
it doesn't bother you? being at a house party after you were almost brutally murdered at a house party?
i guess i should stay close to you, then.
why don't you get your fucking hands off her?
i'm just gonna tase you in the balls real quick.
don't ever lay hands on my sister.
are you fucking kidding me?
you embarrassed me!
if i wanna hook up with an asshole, that's my decision!
you're not dealing with what happened to us!
i'm uninterested in living in the past like you are.
so you're just gonna pretend like it never happened?
i'm just trying to look out for you.
you can't do it for the rest of my life, though. you have to let me go.
i think you're really special.
did i cockblock you?
please stop saying the word cock.
i can't help but notice you're covered in cherry coke.
being famous isn't all it's cracked up to be.
the last two people who fucked with us ended up dead.
do you have alibis for earlier tonight?
i met [name] at that party. where i tased someone. unrelated.
i take a special interest in ghostface attacks...
we share a certain history...
do you think you're the reason the ghostface killer has come to the big apple?
stay away from us.
are you really still mad at me?
i heard you couldn't sell the movie rights.
you called me unstable and a born killer.
maybe you're just afraid that without ghostface in your life, you're gonna fade away.
what's a requel?
you're beautiful, sweetie. hold all questions until the end.
am i gonna die a virgin?
that was a weird overshare...
why am i on the suspect list?
the slutty roommate: a horror movie classic.
never trust the love interest.
what if the trauma you all went through made one, or more, of you snap?
that's pretty messed up.
it's like he's leaving us real-life franchise easter eggs.
it's like he's counting down to something.
forget about the movies; the movies don't matter.
did you just give us a nickname?
you can't just give yourself a nickname, dingus.
we have all been through some really fucked up stuff and we are all coping with it differently.
we're a team.
i've been sleeping with cute boy from across the hall.
i freaking knew it! i knew it, i knew it, i knew it!
yeah, she's my roommate, but you're, like, the police.
she's really freaked out.
oh, fuck, that guy's dead!
say something more positive!
you fuck with my family, you die.
sorry i punched you...
when did they start letting children into the fbi?
you look like a zygote.
i'm just really good at my job. you'll get there.
it's not just a theater, it's a shrine.
how did they get all this? isn't this evidence?
i had a crush on corey feldman...
okay. game recognize game.
when do i get to be a normal person again?
my parents suck to. you can still make your own family.
technically i did die. four minutes.
when i recovered, i got mad. i didn't want to spend the rest of my life being afraid of monsters. i wanted the monsters to be afraid of me.
bitch, last time i saw you, you were in glee club.
did you really think we were gonna steal a police car and not use the sirens?
that's a cop car! you can't steal a cop car!
spoiler alert: it never works out for the dipshit in the mask.
i'm scared.
i'll just give myself up. if this is what i have to do to keep you safe, it's worth it.
none of us would even be alive if it weren't for you.
he's gonna keep coming after us.
we want to lure him to a secure location and lure him inside.
and then we execute him. are you gonna help us?
let's kill the son of a bitch.
god damn it, i got it wrong again. what the fuck?
fuck this franchise.
don't trust anyone, remember?
you're not woodsboro. i'm sorry.
i cleared the whole place before you got here.
we turned it into a kill box.
we're safe here.
grab a weapon and clear this place yourself.
[name] has been on a downward spiral since the woodsboro murders last year.
they fired [name] two months ago for being mentally unstable. they're no longer with the fbi.
it's [name], they're the killer!
smile for the camera, motherfucker!
"dying" was a good way to get off the suspect list.
i got stu macher's mask. he was my favorite.
this is what we've been counting down to, [name].
fuck you!
i didn't commit those murders in woodsboro!
all the best lies are based on the truth.
there's the fucking killer.
we had to kill those two wannabe film students, because, well, we had to kill you first.
he was so pathetic.
looks like you're down another sibling.
always gotta shoot 'em in the head.
what's your favorite scary movie? i'm asking because you're in one now.
you're in my movie.
my father was a murderer. no matter what you think, i'm better than that.
i promise you i'm going to get so much therapy after this.
we're all part of the same fucked up family now.
did i miss the monologue again?!
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Notes. Been wanting to do this for a while now, the list will be updated whenever I find new prompts. | Consider this my 1k celebration but these prompts are permanently open | This was inspired by @neteyamyawne, thanks boo for allowing me to use some of the prompts that were on your list! | None of the prompts were made by me, all credit goes to the creators!!
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Fluff!
✶ — › Domestic/relationship situation prompts
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Hurt + Comfort!
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Smut!
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↪ 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝒀 𝑾𝑨𝑹 . ( a collection of sentence starters from S4 of syfy’s wynonna earp . adjust phrasing as necessary . )
still not looking at your ass .
does it hurt ?
a first - aid kit , yeah ... that’s something we should have , right ?
what kind of psychopath doesn’t use a pen ?
come voluntarily or you’ll be taken by force .
is that why you’ve been so moody and unpredictable ?
absorbent is as absorbent does .
well , that’s a felony .
you could’ve killed me !
it’s nice to see a familiar face .
i need to find [ name ] .
a little help , please .
when i find [ name ] , i am gonna torture her .
you’re alright now .
[ name ] , you came .
[ name ] , i need you to come with me .
i don’t even get where you’re going .
you PROMISED you’d be honest .
let me have a sip of thinking juice , here .
what aren’t you telling me ?
so you also lied to me about NOT lying ??
i need to atone for my recent history .
we’ve all done bad things to each other .
you’re being forgetful . or kind .
next time someone has to risk their lives , YOU’RE IT !
god , you are such a ...
i would do literally anything to keep her safe .
sometimes life is a real backpack of balls .
i am so serious , shut your mouth .
if you die , i’ll kill you !
don’t you know how dangerous this is ?
i swore to protect you .
listen , we can help each other , alright ?
is everything a sex joke to you ?
who’s a girl gotta screw around here to get a gun ?
that sounds kinda lesbian .
[ name ] , how could you ?
i’ll show you how it’s done .
you’re stronger than i expected .
i told you , i’m leaving .
[ name ] , what the hell ?!
are you real ?
something here is pretty off .
we’ll think a little better with some fire in our bellies .
say your piece , [ name ] .
it’s just so good to be home .
who are you ?
i thought i’d be safe in here .
the only place scarier than in here , is out there .
i didn’t mean it like that . not at all .
please don’t say you’re sorry anymore . you don’t need to be .
vacation’s over , assholes !
please tell me everyone’s okay , [ name ] .
what really happened to [ name ] ?
i know i let everyone down .
i hope that means there’s no hard feelings .
as you all know , i excel at having opinions .
i wish i knew what we were up against .
don’t yell at me .
home - brewed mold juice will NOT defeat pure evil !
at first i thought it was irrelevant , but then i figured it out .
what does a [ last name ] know about keeping their word ?
there’s been enough crime today .
[ name ] , what’s going on ?
why do i taste skunk ?
that would get my slacks off in a second .
please don’t get off on the wrong foot .
i know every curve . every sigh . every taste .
yeah , i guess i forgot .
i can’t wait for the rest of our lives to unfold .
sorry , i’m just . i’m so distracted .
thanks for taking care of my friend .
i feel like i can handle it .
baby , i’m sorry nobody’s here .
you’re sorry we’re alone in the house ?
i could introduce you .
i’m merely here to conduct business .
everyone knows you’re [ name’s ] man .
stand down , big boy . all it is to me is interesting .
i’m sexy , i’m cute , i found it in a boot .
sometimes i feel like you’re keeping me a secret .
love wins , after all .
you stay away from us .
even if your family sucks , you don’t .
you ... opposite of suck .
crush ? don’t say that , okay - not here .
there’s easier ways to say you feel different .
can we go ? now ? like , right now ?
rule number one , we do not work for the enemy !
you’re better than this .
what do you want me to do ?
you wanna see childish ? how about this ?
i know you ... and you know me .
what the hell is this place ?
i don’t have my gun !
you have me .
it’s high time we leave this place .
i got you . i got you .
what did you do ?! idiot , what did you do ?!
all i have is my people .
i owe you nothing .
you may be dumbstruck but you’re not an idiot .
what are you doing sleeping with a pistol under your pillow ?
it’s my bedroom , i’ll ask the questions .
i’ve been keeping watch .
we don’t talk about that anymore .
oh my god , don’t ever do that to me again !
say hello to my little friend ...
in the future , if you wanna hurt me - just say please .
give me one good reason why i shouldn’t pluck your eyes out like grapes ... then steal these shades .
i’ve made my own fate .
i knew you could handle yourself .
demons can’t hold their liquor .
you are a welcome sight for these sore eyes .
it’s so good to be home ... and in your arms .
extreme makeover , homo edition ? kill the drill .
what choice do we have ?
speaking of the team , has anyone seen [ name ] since this morning ?
all that matters is he’s safe .
we all did what we had to do to survive .
what’s happening to me ?
i can’t wait anymore . it’s been over a year .
can you help ?
the price is steep .
i will do anything to get her back .
[ name ] , it’s all coming back to me . i did something terrible .
sweetie ,�� it’s okay -- just ... spit it out .
any man that would shoot another man in the back doesn’t deserve to be known or remembered .
you miss it , don’t you ?
the rules were simpler , then .
i don’t have the luxury of getting old and forgetting all the things i’ve done .
i’d like to know the plan before i celebrate it .
they don’t deserve death , they deserve to be destroyed .
you look like you need an ambulance .
so we’re dealing with what , some kind of hex ?
we need to focus on a cure .
wise words from a leader of tomorrow .
oh , great -- you’ve heard of me .
you listen to me , goddammit .
everyone still needs me to keep them safe .
this thing between you and i isn’t over until i say it’s over .
how am i supposed to live a normal life ? why the fuck would i want to ?
just once i’d like for someone to come in with flowers .
i don’t pick sides . i’m in it for myself , does that sound familiar ?
it’s a compliment . it’s how we’ve both managed to survive .
noble men do not have the luxury of being neutral in times of war .
i like taking care of you . i’d be happy to do it for the rest of our lives .
you did something terrible . but you being you , how terrible could it be ?
i come bearing apology beer .
do you wanna hear my sob story ?
i did manage to get my hands on this stupid thing .
you are everything .
hide your kids , hide your wives , ‘cause we are storming the fucking castle .
can you not do that right now , during my rousing speech ?
don’t jump to plan c before we’ve even tried plan a .
wait , wait -- are you sure about this ?
no , no -- GAH , I’M GONNA KILL YOU !
i shouldn’t have given up , cause that’s what i did . i gave up .
i let everyone down , but today i’m gonna change that .
i need you to kill me .
hey , i know how this looks .. but i’m asking you to TRUST me .
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