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Hi hun this is for your Freddy carter event. Can i get some fun, somewhat flirty, banter between the reader and Pin while he teaches the reader how to ride a horse??

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"Alright, now squeeze her into a walk," Pin instructed, backing up after giving you Pixie's reins. He seemed to notice the slight nervousness on your face for getting to ride a horse all by your own for the first time, and paused. "You can do this."

You smiled slightly, somehow those four words made you feel a little more confident. Your were positive that your crush on Pin affected it deeply though. So you squeezed Pixie's sides gently, and she started to walk slowly, as if knowing it's your first time riding by yourself.

"That's it," Pin smiled at you. "You're a natural."

"Well, I have the best teacher around here, don't I?" you teased, and he chuckled softly before continuing with instructions again.

"Try to make a small circle with her when you reach the corner. Remember, pull the reins to the direction you want her to go."

You did, and it felt like Pixie read your thoughts as you made the circle. You could feel Pin's proud eyes on you, and turned your head to look at him shyly while smiling happily. He returned your smile, and then pointed at the next corner, moving his hand across the enclosure.

"Turn from there, and ride to the other corner over there, across the field."

You did it again, flawlessly succeeding to follow his instructions. They were simple tasks, but you still hadn't expected to succeed in them. Maybe you were afraid that knowing Pin watching you all the time would make you too nervous, or then you would get an urge to show off. But instead, you had been able to concentrate on riding perfectly. The feeling was amazing, and knowing that your crush was proud of you made it a hundred times better.

"Alright, that's enough for the day. Ride here to me, I'll help you dismount." he told you and you did so, taking Pin's hand as you got down. When you had gotten down to him, he took a hold of both your hands and smiled again. "You did great, not that I expected any less from you."

You chuckled. "Maybe we'll be able to return to these lessons then soon? Maybe I could even go riding with a real duke one day."

He huffed as his smile grew wider, and you thought you saw a slight blush tinting his cheeks. "I'm sure he'll have the time to go riding with you when you've learned enough."

You nodded, your heart beating just a little bit faster as you took Pixie's reins and walked her back to her stable with Pin walking next to you, and you were exchanging shy smiles for the rest of your time together that day.

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Dancing In The Rain | Kaz Brekker

Summary: Exactly as the title says. Kaz and reader dance in the rain!

Warnings: Mentions of getting sick, just a lil sweet and carefree innocence, not proofread, probably bad.

hope you all like it, let me know what you think! requests for kaz are open! - parker

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If Ketterdam wasn’t known for it’s violence and crime, then it was most definitely known for it’s rain.

Every day seemed like it rained, almost like the Saints above saw the carnage of the streets and tried to wash it away. But, no matter how much rainfall bestowed Ketterdam, the cobblestone roads would always remain red.

Most people complained about the weather, grumbling to themselves about wanting sun for a change. You didn’t understand it. You loved the rain. Sure, the sun was nice on the occasion it happened, but you’d always been in pure adoration for the gloom that hung over Ketterdam.

That was something Kaz didn’t quite understand about you, among other things. Well, to be quite frank, Kaz didn’t truly understand anything about you, other than the obvious. Which was that you were utterly too good to be in Ketterdam of all places, with him of all people.

He’d tried telling you that before, saying that somewhere, all the way out in the great beyond, there was destined to be somewhere better, safer, with more opportunities and people to give you all that you deserved.

You never listened though, stating that regardless of how cruel Ketterdam could be, it was your home. Besides, you’d add, where else would you get rain quite like this?

Which brought you to where you were now. What started off as a night in the Crow Club, surrounded by your best mates, had somehow ended with you rushing outside as soon as you heard the familiar patter of rainfall on the rooftop.

In your excitement you’d forgotten your cost, not that you cared, but Kaz did. He’d been the one to find you sick last time you stayed out in the rain too long after not bringing it along, and he’d rather not have to see you in such a poor state of health again.

Sighing to himself, he got up from where he had been sat at the back of the club, talking to Inej when he saw you leave from watching Jesper gamble to scurry outside. Right away he knew what that meant, so he grabbed his cane and your coat when he walked past wear you once sat, and headed towards the doors.

Pushing them open, he was instantly met with a gust of wet wind and the smell of rain, and the sight of you... dancing.

He watched you for a moment as you smiled to yourself, twirling back and forth down the street, blissfully unaware of him watching. Kaz felt the corners of his lips upturn slightly at the way you looked so carefree. Who would’ve thought that one of the most skilled thieves and assassins in cursed Ketterdam, could look so angelic and innocent while dancing in the rain.

Kaz was so lost in his thoughts of you and the way you were beaming, that he didn’t even notice you had finally noticed him. “Kaz?” you asked, your voice was light. His dark eyes snapped to yours, you squinted at him. “How long have you been standing there?” He didn’t answer, instead he gestured to your coat that he had in his arms and held it towards you.

“I don’t need it,” you said. Kaz lifted a quizzical eyebrow at you. “Y/N,” he said to you, in his usual stern remark. “If you aren’t going to put your cost on, then I think it’s time you come inside now. Wouldn’t want you falling ill again, now round we?” His words made you stop in your place, no longer moving to the sound of distant music from nearby.

“Oh what, you don’t want to play nurse Kaz again? I thought you liked taking care of me when I’m sick.” Kaz rolled his eyes at you. “No, not really, Y/N. Now, come on, as I said let’s go inside.” He turned his back to go back inside, but noticed you still standing in the rain. “Y/N,” he spoke, tilting his head towards the door as a way of telling you to follow.

“Just a little longer, Kaz, please?” You looked like a little kid begging their parent for candy, so sweet and innocent, nothing like the criminal you actually were.

Kaz pursed his lips. “Fine. But I’m going back inside. If you’re not in there in the next few minutes, I will drag you myself, got it?” He didn’t wait to hear your answer, knowing you’d most likely listen, and turned to head inside once again.

However your voice rung out once more, calling his name. “Kaz?” It came out in a question, almost like you were unsure to ask. He turned his head towards you, and saw you had your hand outstretched to him.

An invitation.

“Care to dance with me?” You asked him, half joking and half serious. You knew that the likeliness of him accepting the offer was incredibly rare.

Which was exactly why you were dumbfounded when he turned from the doors and walked towards you, wordlessly saying yes to the proposal.

He didn’t take your hand, which didn’t surprise you, but he dude sway lightly from side to side, which did surprise you.

Holy Saints, Kaz Brekker, the bastard of the barrel, was actually dancing with you, and in the rain nonetheless, like one of those pathetically cheesy romantic novels you guiltily read sometimes.

Shaking your head out of your stupor, you began to follow his lead, moving to the beat of rain and the sound of music from the nearby homes and clubs.

Both of you seemed to lose track of time as you enjoyed each other’s presence, smiling and uncaring that your clothes were soaking wet and you’d both most likely wake up with the sniffles. That didn’t matter to you, and it didnt seem to matter to him either.

You were both content and carefree, just dancing in the rain.

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SECRETS TO KEEP | PIN HAWTHORNE

Summary: Mia doesn't want her little sister Y/N ride and forces her into stopping. Pin is there to stand up for Y/N, and certain things about Y/N's past come to light, showing the situation in a new light. Idea by @misssociopath (we built her idea further with my ideas though)

Fandom: Free Rein

Pairing: Pin Hawthorne x fem!MacDonald!reader

A/N: I hope you like it Hadleigh!

Warnings: mentions of death/near death situation, cringy title 😅

Word count: 2.2k

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You loved these moments. The moments when you could sneak away and prepare Dusty, walking him to the arena and mounting it, feeling like you became one with it.

You just felt so free when you were on Dusty, wind blowing on your face, feeling like you were flying over the obstacles...

"Y/N, get off that horse!" Mia's voice pulled you away from your utopia, and you saw her marching towards you and you pulled Dusty to a stop.

"Mia-"

"How many times I have had to tell you that you simply. Won't. Be. Riding," Mia scolded you and beckoned you to come down.

You lowered your gaze in shame, getting off Dusty and Mia took his reins the moment you had let go of him, starting to walk him out from the arena, laying one last disapproving look at you.

You knew that Mia didn't want you to ride, and you knew the reason for it, too. But despite that accident, you loved riding and wanted to compete one day, so you had ridden when Mia was busy with other stuff, hoping she wouldn't catch you. But she did every once in a while, more than often actually, and it always ended with her scolding you all the way back home, saying it over and over again that what if, what if. You wanted to tell her that if you would leave things you dreamed of undone and fear everything, you wouldn't be able to live at all, but Mia was stubborn and you knew she wouldn't listen.

After a while of it going on, you decided to wake up every single morning before anyone else did and make your way to the stables. Fortunately Sam didn’t mind people riding horses or doing stable work even if it was five at the morning, because that was exactly what you were doing. The sun hadn’t even risen yet when you arrived to the stables and put Dusty ready.

You kind of knew it was foolish, if something would happen, nobody would help you, but Dusty was reliable and had never even stumbled when you were riding it. You could just sink into your own world as you rode, and after a while you grew accustomed to it, and didn’t even notice when sun rose and a certain stable boy came to lean on the fence, watching you ride.

It was only when you pulled the reins to stop Dusty and dismounted him, Pin spoke up. “I didn’t know you could ride so well.”

You were startled by his voice, abruptly turning around. “Pin! How long have you been standing there? You scared the heck out of me.”

“Sorry,” he said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. “But I meant what I said. Have you thought about applying to any competitions?”

You frowned and then shook your head. “No, um… no. I really can’t, or I’m not interested. Or I’m interested, but uh…”

“Are you too shy to apply?” he asked, and you offered him a nervous smile, just simply nodding. You felt awful for lying, but you knew that if Pin knew the real reason, he would go straight to Mia and confront her and that was the last thing you wanted. Her nagging would never end if that happened.

“I just… it’s really nerve wracking to ride while some old dudes are watching me,” you told him. It was partly true, which was probably why it went through with Pin.

“I understand, competing isn’t for everyone,” he replied, and you nodded, starting to walk Dusty back to his stable before Mia would arrive to the stables.

“Did you know Y/N can ride?” Pin asked Jade while they were at the tack room together, and she frowned.

“No? I’ve never seen her ride. I didn’t even know she’s into riding-” Jade began, but then Mia popped in to the tack room, her forehead wrinkled in visible confusion, and Pin and Jade turned to look at her.

“You saw Y/N ride? When?” she asked, and Pin cocked his head, Mia’s tone wasn’t snappy for once. She sounded… worried?

“This morning. She was out there with Dusty already when I came to work around six thirty. Didn’t you know Y/N rides either?” he asked, but Mia disappeared from the doorway without another word.

“You rode again this morning,” Mia’s voice interrupted your thoughts as you brushed Dusty, and you froze before you quickly composed yourself again and tried to seem innocent.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t lie to me, I know you rode this morning. You clearly won’t listen to me, so you won’t be coming to stables at all anymore, starting tomorrow,” Mia announced and your mouth dropped open, you certainly didn’t think it would go this far. You took a few steps towards her, but her stern expression didn’t change at all.

“No, Mia, please, I won’t ride anymore, I-”

Mia shook her head, interrupting you. “You have promised it before too, and still you’re breaking it over and over again. You do realise that it could happen again, don’t you? And still, you’re risking it all over again.”

“I’m a much more skilled rider now! It won’t happen again, it’s-”

“You can’t know that!” Mia raised her voice, attracting some attention outside Dusty’s stable. “You won’t be coming to Bright Fields at all anymore, that’s final.”

She stomped away from Dusty’s stable, almost bumping to Pin who had just come to the scene. She glared at him. “Watch it!”

“What’s up with your sister?” Pin asked you when he leaned against Dusty’s stable door and frowned when he saw your tear-stained cheeks. He opened the door quickly, walking over to you, taking a hold of your biceps as you threw the brush on the ground. “Hey, hey, Y/N, what’s the matter?”

“Mia said that she won’t allow me to come into stables anymore, she had heard somewhere that I’ve been riding even though she has forbidden it and she said that since I won’t listen to her, she won’t let me to come here anymore,” you choked out, sniffling and wiping your eyes to your hoodie sleeves.

Pin frowned. “What?”

“Riding has been the only thing that has made me happy, dad doesn’t really care about me or Mia, he’s always working and he’s never got time for us… Mia copes with it by being mean to everyone but I’ve coped with it by riding Dusty, and now she’s going to take it away from me,” you continued and Pin rubbed your arms.

“I’ll talk to her, don’t worry,” Pin told you and you couldn’t help but choke out a mocking chuckle.

“No offense, but do you really think he’d listen to you? She holds some personal grudge against you and your dad because of the Raven case.” you shook your head, but Pin wasn’t one to back down.

“I can be very persuasive if the situation needs that,” he assured and left Dusty’s stable and you standing there, a stripe of hope and admiration flashing through in your eyes. “Don’t worry, she’ll listen or I’ll make her listen.”

He didn’t have to look for long before Mia appeared from the tack room, and Pin tried to hold himself back from raising his voice on that moment. He absolutely hated seeing you cry, and the reason for it being your own sister who wasn’t very kind to anyone just boosted him.

“How can you be like that?” Pin asked Mia and she turned around in surprise.

“Like what?” she asked and rolled her eyes, “I’m not interested in your opinions about me, Hawthorne.”

She turned, but before she could walk away, Pin spoke again, “Your sister is crying because of you.”

Mia sighed and Pin knew she rolled her eyes again. “She came up to whine about it to you?”

“She said that riding Dusty is that thing which she uses to cope when your dad is always busy with work. That’s a lot better coping mechanism that yours is,” Pin crossed his arms and stared at Mia.

Mia looked down at the ground and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Y/N has no right to tell about our family business to random people here at the stables.”

“Why won’t you just let her ride? Or is she better than you? You can’t take it that someone is better than you in something?” Pin pressed on and Mia looked like she’s thinking and glanced around, before she opened the tack room door again and Pin followed her inside before she could close the door. Mia pressed her lips together and glared at him, but then took in a deep sigh.

“Fine,” she mumbled, clearly tired of avoiding the situation. “You want to know the reason why Y/N can’t ride?”

“Other than your jealousy?” Pin raised his eyebrows and Mia groaned.

“I’m not jealous! It’s just that… something… happened when we were just two little girls on a riding trip. It was stupid, but we thought it was an adventure,” Mia began, looking down at the floor as she recounted that day. “We had been watching this cartoon show where two teenager girls were detectives on horses and they always found some artifacts from the forest near their house. I got this great idea that we could try to find artifacts like that too, so we jumped on our ponies and didn’t even check the weather.”

Mia took a pause, sitting down on a stool as her eyes were still glued on that spot on the floor.

“Misty, Y/N’s pony, threw her off as a lighting struck suddenly. She was catapulted straight against a tree and fell unconscious from the impact. I managed to get her on my pony and walked myself in the pouring rain, all the way back to our house. Once we were there, dad called an ambulance.”

Mia swallowed as shee took a break, and Pin noticed her hands were shaking.

“She got hurt,” she choked out, and Pin frowned, she had never cried in front of him. “Really, really hurt. They said it was a miracle that her neck didn't snap from the force of the impact. And at first, doctors thought that she’d be attended into a wheelchair for the rest of her life, but it took just a few years and she could run again like nothing had happened. And she still wants to ride. But the problem is that we all want things we can’t get, and I can’t risk Y/N hurting herself like that again. I managed to save her once, but I can’t know if I can do it twice.”

Pin stared at Mia for a moment before turned away from Pin to wipe her eyes, and then sighed. “Y/N is a really good rider, I don’t know if you have seen her ride now. I think she even could have skills to compete.”

Mia sniffled as she turned back to Pin, frowning. “She can’t be that good.”

Pin smiled slightly. “Give her a chance to show you. By forcing her to stay out of the stables you’ll only ruin your relationship.”

Mia thought for a long moment, which was a good sign, before she finally sighed. “Fine. But I’ll hold you responsible if anything happens.”

Soon, you were at the arena, riding skillfully, even though nervously as Mia and Pin watched. Mia didn’t really show it, but Pin knew she was secretly impressed by your skills. After you pulled Dusty to a stop and carefully approached Mia, ready to hear that she still doesn’t want you to ride, you were met with her sighing.

“Fine. Y/N, you can ride. But Pin, you’re responsible of her. If something happens, you’ll be held on account for that,” she told him strictly, and you looked between the two before Mia left the scene. You stared after her for a while, before you turned your gaze to Pin again.

“How did you get her to listen?” you asked, sitting beside Pin on the fence. He smiled slightly at you.

“I got her convinced that if she takes away things you love, she’s ruining her relationship with you too. She cares about you more than you think," he replied, and you blinked at him.

“Are we talking about my sister or some fictional version of her?” you asked, but Pin just chuckled.

“I was surprised to see her like that as well, I didn’t think she would even be capable for feelings,” he shrugged and then turned to look at Dusty who had smelled that he had an apple in his pocket. He gave a little laugh and let Dusty take a bite, making you smile too. “But really, Y/N, you’re an awesome rider and person, I’m only happy to help you.”

You smiled and Pin and then carefully leaned your head against his shoulder, partly expecting him to clear his throat and pull away, but he just wrapped his arm around you and pulled you tight against him. You couldn’t help but smile wider as your heart started to beat faster.

Maybe everything would turn out even better than you expected.

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Friends, but Never Lovers

This piece that I wrote is for all my lovelies that have been through something like this. This idea just came to me one night and I knew I had to write it. So without further ado here is Friends, but Never Lovers

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We were friends, just friends, never lovers. I knew that from the start and I told myself to not get attached to him, but he was like nicotine with the way he was so addictive. He was something that I should’ve never gotten involved with but he was also someone I couldn’t stay away from. He seemed to be the only drug I couldn’t quit and looking back on it now I never should’ve been his friend, but I just couldn’t help myself. His green eyes were like emeralds with how mesmerizing they were, his laugh was so contagious you couldn’t help but laugh with him, his smile could light up an entire room more than the sun could, the way he cared for everyone in his life made you fall for him even more, and the way he always knew what to say be it be a bad joke or the best advice he could think of made my feelings for him grow even more. He had his flaws, who didn’t, but they were overlooked by how amazing he was….the problem with all of this is the distance, it’s the feelings that he doesn’t have for me, it’s the insecurities that I hold that push me back, it’s the fact that we are friends, but we will never be lovers. Unrequited love, perfect person at the wrong time, soulmates in another life. Call it what you want but what it really is the world playing one, big, cruel, and sick joke on me. In every way he was perfect for me, but I was never perfect for him and that’s what was lost in translation. So I have to sit here and remind myself….always friends….never lovers...

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