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imagine-shenanigans · 4 months

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sighs dramatically.

Okay but the ghost distribution system as we call it is hysterical but can we tlak about how None Of The 141 are built to date.

Like, sure, Gaz is great at flirting, and he's charming, but DATES? He's the type who asks you on a date because he thinks youre pretty/handsome/adorable/etc but by the time the two of you actually go on a date he's ready figured out like. the whole rest of your lives together. He's already imagined up 20 different scenarios of different dates, stalked your front-facing social media and found your secret or hidden accounts that theoretically don't link back to you. Sure, he's scrounged through your discord servers and your private messages and texts and a thousand other things while he was bored on leave. He knows enough to know that he's happy with what comes next. All dates are simply... ritual at this point? Something obligational, other than the fact he gets to spend time with you.

You're not going anywhere, he's just the least heavy handed of them, the one who'll let you think its your choice to keep him around until he's got his ring officially on your finger. Life won't go according to plan but he's prepared for that too. In his head, you're already married anyway, he's just working his way up to that part. He'll manufacture any scenario to keep you with him, because he wants you to be. And he'll make sure you want to be too.

Soap on the other hand is WAY less tactful about it. He's charming, and he'll take you on dates, sure, but the moment he spots you it's incredibly easy to get obsessed. He immediately drops an arm around you, purring in your ear and talking to you. Doesn't ask you on a date so much as demands it, puts his number in your phone and presses a kiss to your temple, his fingertips squeezing your chin before you leave. God forbid you let him into your home - he'll never leave if you do. Johnny's SUCH a physical guy that while, yes, personality matters, it seals the deal for him the moment he's got his tongue down your throat and his fingers in your pants. Something about the way you settle in against him makes him feel like he's home, and you will never get rid of him.

He's willing to take you on dates if you need more proof, but he won't even pretend like he doesnt already have a copy of your key. Like he's not telling the guys about the bonnie little thing he's going home to - he slips into your apartment/house/etc and into your bed without changing, barely finding time to slip his boots off. Presses one hand to your mouth and just... holds you. He'll fuck you within an inch of your life later when you're less panicked, sure, but he just wants to press his nose to your neck and breathe you in. If his hips rut against your ass, ignore it for now. (Haha... unless? No? okay in a minute then)

Price is just as manipulative as Gaz can be, just as charming as Soap and Gaz too. But he just... doesn't care, just like Simon. There's a reason so many people have Price with like... mail order bride or a "one day you look up and hes your husband" scenario and thats because he's good at what he does. And by that I mean being a husband and pumping you full of kids whether or not its physically possible. (Btw check out Ceil's mail order bride western au its good shit, or Bo's Kingpin Price drabbles, makes me lose it every time.)

He sees you walking about and the MOMENT you do anything remotely domestic - pick up a neice/nephew/babysitting kid/etc and put em on your hip? Rock hard. play peekaboo with a baby across from you at a cafe? pick up after yourself just to be polite to the waitress? he's already stalking you on multiple platforms theres no goddamn way youre getting away from him. He'll figure out where you go in your free time and insert himself there as naturally as possible. He's not particularly hiding what he's doing either - he likes to test you, to see if you notice things missing or moved. If you do, he'll be a little more cautious, use it as reason to drive you into hsi arms. If you don't he jsut views it as all the more reason to take you away - poor thing, you just can't help yourself can you? You're lucky nobody else has got their claws around you, hm?

#price cod #gaz cod #soap cod #cod #strawberry writing

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myladysapphire · 5 months

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My Lady Strong (V)

Aemond had always been protective of his neice, obssessed even, insiting on keeping her sheltered, and purley his, he never let her stray far and following the incident at Driftmark, Aemma was rarley without Aemond as her shadow. How will the kind, sheltered girl fair in the dance of dragons?

word count: 2,323

CW: maniplation and bullying, toxic relationships, stalking, obssession

Fem!oc x Aemond Targeryen can be read as x reader)

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disclamer: i do not own any of claim any of the A song of ice and fire characters, all rights belong to GRR MARTIN, all characters are his except for my OC

a/n we get to see some of aemonds perspective and lets jsut say hes a 'little' mad and obssessed with Aemma

“My Lady strong” Aemond mumbled, taking her hand in his arm as they walked into the great hall. It had been four years since the event of her ninth name day, and since then her and Aemonds relationship had become more and more turbulent.

“Aemond!” she grumbled, walking forward, a smile plastered on her face as they entered the feast held to celebrate their bethrothal.

She had officially become a woman in the eyes of the court and the gods. Her moons blood having arived four moons prior, allowing plenty of time for Alicent to prepare her for her wedding to Aemond, a duty her mother should have performed. But her mother scarcely came to red keep, her favorite child and only daughter had quickly become forgotten over the five years since driftmark.

Though the past four years had been spent with sneers and loathing glares, atleast on Aemmas end, between her and Aemond. These past four years had been some of her favoruite.

She had quickly become a favoruite at court, with lords and ladies throwing themselves (literally in some cases) at her, to get a glimmer of her attention. It seemed that the second her and Aemonds obsession with eachother ended (as far as Aemma was concerned, though Aemond still stalked her and obsessed over every detail of her, just now in secret).

She had her beloved ladies. Girls from throughout westros, handpicked by Alicent and her mother (a very rare event and scary event, that she knew they both had loathed, and she loathed the thought of the two people that hate eachother to such a large event that the court had even taken sides, just to find her freinds) to be her closest friends and her confidant.

There was five of them in total, Cassandra Baratheon, her dearest friend and fellow hater of Aemond, Rosia Tyrell, the youngest of them at ten and one namedays, having replaced Yara Reed, after she was sent to bear island for her marriage to lord Rickon Mormont, then there was Cerelle Lannister, Jason lannister. Maergret Fossway, and Cersci Costayne.

They had been her ladies for four years now, though she knew soon enough they would all have to leave, they would be married off and scattered throught westoros, and she would have new handpicked friends coming and going every few years. But she still adored them, though her and Cersci had a turbulent relationship, these girls were her sisters and she dreaded to think of life without them. Life without their daily tea and gossip, or their walks through the gardens, their days without tormenting Aemond with petty pranks. Yara had been older than them all, being seven and ten namedays already, and she being three and ten would be the youngest, and once wed would arrange all their marriages herself and be able to let them go when she felt they were ready, and not as soon as possible to help appease a waring family.

“Aemma!” Aemond sneered, they had reached the high table already, “stop daydreaming!” gods, he was annoying.

Patting down her dress and they moved to sit, she spoke “can you for once not be so cruel, we are too wed in seven days, lest us be civil” she spoke, her smile still pastered, a fasle calm to all onlookers.

But to Aemond he could tell she was worried, the pranks she would play on him had stopped, the teas and walks with her annoying ladies had halted, and she now spent most of her time in her room or the library.

Since her moon's blood, She was scared, and he had been making her scared, for years, and now they were actually getting married he could tell she was scared, of what, he wasnt sure.

He had been cruel and taken his pain out on her when she was innocent. A mistake he can never take back. And yet he had no remorse for it, as he would torment her, calling her lady strong, whispering bastard in her ear in the guise of sweet nothings. He would deliver dead pink Hydrid tea flowers (also known as Aemmas Rose), with their heads cut off in her room. Shredding what was once their favorite books, and leaving the remanst scattered in her spot in the library. He had taken over every corner she had once seen as hers.

“Hmm” he sighed “fine, prephas…on one condition” he spoke, seeing the fake loathing she loved to look at him with turn to…hope?

“What? You get to pluck out one of my eyes? Or no, I must pluck out my little brother's eye? Oh wait that is your right, an eye for an eye, something i agreed with in case you have forgotten, which if the last five years have been worth anything then you have-”

“Aemma” he shushed her, “gods, i do not want your eye, and yes i may have forgotten that you had taken my side once you found out what had happened, but that does not change that you” he whispered the next part, moving closer “are your whore of a mothers bastrad”

She flinched “that is not somehthing i can control, and you know that, so you can't fault me or hate me for it, espcially when in seven short days i will be your wife”

“Gods, I know that, I do, but everytime i look at you and i see your wretched brothers.”

“You think i dont know that, me and my brothers never gor along, do you not remember their ‘pranks’, such as the black cells? You remeber that don’t you? Rememebr how you wouldn’t rest until i was found, and when you did you were the only one who could sooth me, you were the only one who could get me to sleep. What happen to us Aemond, why did you turn to hate, when all i hver gave you was love. I understand we had somesort of obsession with one another but if it was really that bad then why did you not tell me, instead of hiding behind your pitiful excuses. We could have had a great love Aemond, and instead you made me hate you, so what what is this one conditon you desire, because i can assure you i'll do it, but it does not mean i will stop hating you, and i doubt it will stop you from hating me” she spoke these words, with a cold smile, looking out onto the feast, a fake look of happiness, as if they were the perfect couple, the couple she knew they could have been.

He remained silent, looking down at the table before standing and rezching his hand out “would you like to dance?”

She was shocked, not once in his life had Aemond asked her to dance, he despised it, would do everything to avoid the act, so the shock on her face wqas hard to disguise, as she nodded her head and accepted the outstretched hand.

“You hate dancing” she mubled, as his hand descended to her waist, their hands outstretched.

“ i do” he nodded, before pulling her closes, and sniffing her hair.

Gods if only she knew, knew that he only did those things so that he was always on her mind, as she was on his. “ and yet its the only way i can get this lcose to you before we are wed.”

She jolted back, not enough to worry onlookers, but enough to cause Aemond huff, and pull her even closer.

“What?!” she hissed “ you hate me?!”

“I never said that” he spoke truthfully.

She huffed “no, but it was heavily inplised” she sneered, “what were all of those-thoose…you were a bully for all thoose years, you ignroed, me berated me… called me” she looked around before whispering “my lady strong-”

“That's because you are, my..lady..strong, you are a strong and you are mine. Your mother made you a bastard but she also made you mine.”

“YOU-” she said, a little too loudly, “you are mad”

“The best targeryens are” he replied, “i want you, i need you, i always have and always will. I just liked to play with you a little” he msiked, “ and in seven days i get to play with you even more”

The song ended, and Aemond went to sit down. Leaving Aemma all the more confused. Just how he liked it.

Later that night Aemma sat alone in her chambers, her ladies having just left to retrie. Her conversatiuon with Aemond replaying over and over in her head.

She had always been a little slow, always compared to her great grandmother Daella. She was always called naive and had things dumbed down. And Aemond had always liked that she supposed. When they were younger he had always liked to dumb things down for her, even if she understood, making her reliant on him. She would stop thinking, stop wanting to understand things for herselves, because Aemond had made her believe he would do it for her. But she didn't know that, she overtime just started to think perhaps everyone was right, she was slow and needed the extra help. The help Aemond always amde surehe was giving her, even when she thought he hated her, he still did it. He had made her entirely reliant on him, and she would never know.

“Aemma?” she heard someone whisper, unsure of where it was coming from.

“My lady strong?” the voice almost taunted.

“Hello?” she called out, standing up to look around “who's there?”. Aemond stepped out of the shadwos, causing her to jump “Aemond? What are you doing her” she asked, hand on her heart, and taking a deep breath.

“Too see you, my bethrothed.”

“We-we can..cannot be alone together until the wedding night..you should go” reaching for her seven pointed star pendant.

“I should, but we should also talk.” she sat down on her bed, reaching for her and pulling her down next to him.

“yes, yes i suppose so” she agreed, nodding her head, hand still wrapped around the pendant.

He smiled, not the cold one she was used to, but a warm one, one she had longed to see again (not that she would admit it) “good” he moved closer, his hand reaching to stroke her cheek.

That night they talked, it felt liek the old days, when they were the closest of friends. When they were envied by all for how close they were. It was like they were children again, and it made Aemmas heart skip a beat.

The next day at breakfast, her ladies were told what had happen, with Cassandra shaking her head, “no! We hate him, hes a bully,”

“Yes but he is also to be her husband, they should be close” said Cersci.

Clapping her hands, Cerelle agreed “oh its perfect, hes obsessed with you! After this we should go to his chambers and you two can go on a walk through the gardens, and have a picnic” she gusehd, grasping Aemmas hand.

Cassandra huffed “he has been nothing but cruel to her, and all of a sudden we love him? No its one of his games, hes taunting you”

“No” Aemma shook her, “no, hes changed, last night it was like we were the old Aemond and Aemma, before driftamark. He cant be-he-” she shook her head, her head dropping. “ its too cruel, even for Aemond. Why would he wish to strat a marriage based on a cruel game?”

“Beacuse hes mad!”

The ladies at the table all gasped at cassandra.

“What? He is, everyone can see that! He lost his sanity alongside his eye-”

Aemma slapped her arm “ Cassie! Dont say that, you werent there, that night was horrible!” she sighed, “ all know is that this is the start of something, we could be civil. Our marriage was meant to ease the conflict in our familes, and we agreed to try, and just let me be a little delcusional please” she laughed, “you all are!” causing the ladies to huff, “i mean it, like Maergret batting here eyes at Daeron verytime he visits and he doesnt even glance your way and he calls you Mary! And Rosia, Cregan Stark? We met him once and you have not stopped obsessing over him, not to mention he had a wife when we met him. And Cassie, lord Redwyne?” she gave her a look, “and dont get my started on you Cerelle and Cersci, i may be slow but dont think i havnet noticed to two of you!” she taunted, “let me think there might be a chance, please, and who knows you may be right, but either way in a week i will married, and he will be my husband. Whether we like him or not!”

Aemond thought she mad, not as mad as he, but as he watched her, sat in the gardens, as he hid behind a rose bush. One night of his undivided attention on her and she, well it was playing out perfectly. The games he had been playing fro years. The constant thought of eachtother on the others mind, the way he taunted her, made her beg fro his attention. Allowing one night of undivided attention to make her think they would be them old selves again. The old Aemma and Aemond. The Aemond who would slaughter the whole of Westros for her, the Aemma who believed very word he said and relied on him to do everything for her. The Aemma who when it came to the inevitable war would believe her mother had hated her, forgotten her, and that he was the only one who loved her.

It was fun to taunt her, yes. But he loves her, always has, but he supposes the rumors at court were right, perphas all his sanity was in the eye stolen from him.

Taglist (bold means could not tag)

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Aemond: @blossomedflowerofluv @violet-potter

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selvyyr · 2 months

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THE CUTIES!

A/N:chibi!Reader and penguin!Reader fics belongs to @deadghosy!

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|MASTERLIST!|

Well..

Well let's get started!

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-if these three were in the same universe yeah no!

-v!Reader had found penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader when she was flying around.

-with few glance that v!Reader gave the two.The fast they got adopted by her.

-V!Reader understand what penguin!Reader says so she would tell the people around the two of them what penguin!Reader is trying to say like:

Penguin!Reader looked at the maid as they spoke "squeak!" as the maid looked confused before v!Reader spoke "oh they saying that they really thank you for the food you made him!" as the maid smiles as she looked happy a bit.

-V!Reader allows the solver and her teammates to look after penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader if she needs to do something or if she's busy.

-J acts like that one aunt who scolds her children or neices but deep down she do adore these two little beans so much.

-N spoils these two with lot of sweets and toys alot.But the three of them would be punished by v!Reader sitting around the corner of the room.

-V!Reader has two sides like she has the same energy as chibi!Reader while also having calm personality.

-chibi!Reader is always on v!Reader's hair,shoulder or even around v!Reader's wings.

-the solver does not like the two a little bit.

-The solver would always catch v!Reader being always with penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader which kinda annoys the solver alot.

-V!Reader made three necklaces for the two and herself.It was their favorite colour with diamond around the middle.

-On one extermantion.Penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader disappeared and yep.And the two were in the hazbin hotel.

-While v!Reader had many mental breakdown bc she thought the two left bc she was bad "mother".

-But the other two really wanna go back to v!Reader.

-And ofc these two tries to go outside on extermantion day since v!Reader only appears in hell in that day.

-but the hotel won't let the two go as the two would always be stuck with one of them.

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The ending of this fic in this universe:3

- as sera was gonna tell where penguin!Reader stay..The ball in the room suddenly changed into other location.

-as it showed penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader clinging into a dd..As the dd looked at the two with blank look on their faces.

-Adam and lute's look on their faces changed as adam spoke "That's the bitch that has been going around killing my band nembers!"

-Lucifer's eyes widen...He had to be dreaming that woman that penguin!Reader and chibi!Reader clinging into has not to be his first wife.

-V!Reader embraced the two with her large slivery wings as chibi!Reader climbs on her wings as chibi!Reader lays on v!Reader's head..

-Penguin!Reader were still hugging v!Reader as sad"sqeuaks" sounds were coming from penguin!Reader.

-v!Reader sighed as she carefully begin to hold penguin!Reader with her tail.As she holds penguin!Reader into her arms while chibi!Reader were still on v!Reader's hair..

-V!Reader looked where the ball was shown as she spoke "They are going with ME." as v!Reader glicthed..

-The room was slince.. While two people looked at each other as the gril spoke "Well that was something interesting right?" as the boy looked at her as he chuckled "yeah,this is silly.Nice" as the two claps their hand together..The two authors giggled silently..

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A/N:Welp that's it<3,hope ya liked this! Have nice day/evening/night!<3

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#fanfic #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel x reader #murder drones #v!reader #Chibi!Reader #Penguin!Reader

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jiwon1es · 3 months

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I see Yujin taking such good care of kids like I imagine her getting along so well with your neice or nephew or smth like that🥺 She would also be an amazing mom and a great gf to reader who alr has a kid 😔 I jst love her sm 😔🤭

- I wanna be your 🐸 anon

pairing: wife!yujin x fem!reader

genre: fluff

hi 🐸 anon! i changed a little bit, hope that's okay! i hope you like this, this was really really cute.

yujin has the kindest heart of all, it was no surprise. everyone gets dragged in to her, her beautiful energy being so contagious that no matter where you are you just want to be near her and that was one of the things that got you head over heels for her, even starting to think if it’s really possible for someone like her to exist. she was so charismatic, even your family was enchanted! always asking questions like “when does she come back?”, “is she staying?”, “how is yujin doing?”. it was inevitable to think about a future with her. she was so nice to everyone, and everything took a turn the moment you saw her playing with your little cousins at a family dinner. she kept her brightest smile on her face while hearing the little kids laugh so hard at her jokes. maybe it was too soon to be picturing her with the kids of your own, but how could you not?

“she is so pretty! can she be my girlfriend too?” the little kid asked with anticipation at you. everyone was laughing at him.

“absolutely not! she’s yn’s!” his twin defended your girlfriend, hugging her tightly and making sure her brother won’t get closer.

“how come you be so patient with them? i barely can do it myself.” you ask, staring at the girls hugging with adoration.

“i don’t know, they’re just so cute and remind me of you.” you giggle, grabbing the glass of water in front of you and drinking. “who knows, maybe years later you will be carrying little ahn.” and you choked.

at your 19, talking about a family or even a future together was a big topic. both of you were still so young and you never liked to think about the future without feeling empty or scared at the road ahead, but somehow… being right by her side made everything look nice, no longer feeling worried or lost. so, it was still crazy to even imagine it, but it wasn’t that bad. you were actually dying for the day you could call ahn yujin your wife.

then, it happens. your eyes can’t leave the view in front of them and you can’t stop thinking about how did all of that happen. the litte girl’s laughter is filling your ears like a melodic song, praying for your wife’s hands to stop tickling her.

“mommy! please help me!” she calls you, laughing and trying to escape from the embrace.

“if mommy ever dares to help you… she’s gonna fall too!” and your daughter screams.

“how can this monster go away?” you ask, pretending to be worried. you see how they stop fighting, both of them waiting for you to jump in.

“kisses!” your daughter yells.

“yeah kisses!” yujin supports your daughter’s decision. of course your wife would never stop being a cute puppy totally in love with you, desperate for your love and affection.

“is that so?” you cross your arms, genuinely curious about what can set your daughter free. you step closer and yujin caught once again the little girl in her arms.

“kiss her!”

yujin was happily waiting for the kiss, with her eyes closed and trying not to smile. then, you place your hands on her face, pulling her in for the kiss. a squeak can be heard from the little girl that is now jumping excited at the sight of her two moms kissing. now she is free to go, but decides to stay and try to separate the two of you.

“mommy! what if she traps you?” yujin laughs, because that’s exactly what she wants to do.

#🐸 anon #ive x reader #ive scenarios #ive fluff #ive x fem!reader #ive imagines #ahn yujin #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin fluff #ahn yujin x fem!reader

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straykidsmoonlight · 1 year

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SKZ react- they take their kids to work.

Please send any requests!!

I’m also now writing personalised stories for small tips… unemployment is real in my country… please message or ask (anons more than welcome) for more info!

Chan:

Definitely wakes up lonely knowing your on a business trip, pouting without his morning cuddles

Slowly, pulls himself out of bed, tired after a late night at the studio and worries about how to get all three kids in the car simultaneously

Once they arrive at the JYP building, Brandi and Karl immediately run to their favourite uncle, Jisung and clamber on his lap, while Chan carries your youngest baby in a carrier attached to his front.

Being so young, Libby still has lots of people to meet, so many of Chans colleagues stroll in and out as 3racha work, to cuddle with the newborn.

Chan keeps a watchful eye the whole time, always wary when it comes to his precious baby, can only fully concentrate when one of the members is holding her, knowing what amazing dads and uncles they were.

Lee Know:

Another one who hates starting the day without you

Sleepily drives Jeni to work, while you are staying overnight at the hospital with Byeol.

Carefully places Jeni on a sofa in the practice room, surrounded by blankets

100% bet none of the members can focus on the choreography all day… as the coo over Jeni, complimenting Lee Know on her cuteness as he goes all shy and blushy.

Just turns into a massive hugging session as the members pass round the little one for cuddles, as Minho captures the sweet moments on his phone.

Changbin:

Gets really nervous taking both kids out on his own.

Almost cried when you told him the kids would have to go to work with him.

As he tries to work on music, Jimin starts to fuss, and won’t stop crying no matter what Changbin does, while Hyungsik keeps getting bored.

Luckily Jeongin brought one of his kids, so Hyungsik and Jihae could play together

Ends up holding Jimin against his chest with one hand, while typing with the other, every so often looking down to check on her

Hyunjin:

Practically has a mental breakdown the second Cheon-Sa wakes up as he “literally cannot” find anything for his son to wear

Once he’s finally dressed, he gets to the studio where him and the guys are filming SKZ code.

All his uncles can be seen with huge smiles as Hyunjin walks in cradling his only baby.

Carefully hides Cheon-Sa’s face when the cameras are on, as he’s one of the members who doesn’t show his kids face.

All the comments on the video end up being about how adorable Cheon-sa is, and all Stays find watching him with his uncles and dad adorable 🤧

Han Jisung:

This is a perfect example of a child with children

Is completely lost without you while you’re spending time with your friends

Tumbled through the building’s doors with his daughters missing shoes 😭

Literally barley got anything recorded because he was so distracted by his girls. One moment he was racing Mae down the hallways, and the next he was falling asleep with Seol-a and Dani on the sofa

Cries tears of joy when you get home, exhausted from spending all day with his girls.

Lee Felix:

(This gif legit shows how I think he would talk to his kids😭)

Surprisingly really capable without you there, but this sunshine literally pines after you all day

Gets the kids to the JYP building just fine before he realises he’s forgot Milo’s Wolfchan 😭

Milo’s a quiet child, but you forget his his stuffie chan and he will lose it. Felix tries his very best to calm Milo while keeping a watchful eye on his younger baby Hanuel.

Physically cannot calm his son down, and has to call chan in to bring wolfchannie from felixs apartment, just for Milo to cling on to his uncle for the next three hours.

Seungmin:

You leave this man with your girls for two damn hours

He just lets his twins do whatever

Is so much of a pushover😭

The girls literally run around babbling away driving chan half insane (he loves his neices dont worry)

Seungmin just laughs away until one of the girls hits her head and he has to rush her to A and E. feels so bad

All is well, and you return home to Seungmin pretending nothing ever happened

Jeongin:

You are quite scared leaving Jeongin to take all five kids to work

This guy is a great dad though

Somehow managed to juggle a ton of hyper kids, all while recording music

In the end had to record the new song with Seom in his arms, meaning you can hear tiny teeny baby noises in the background of the new song.

Hyungs definitely stare proudly at the scene in front of them, and take tons of photos of their Maknae on top.

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em-writes-stuff-sometimes · 1 year

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We've imagiend an AU where rhaenyea and daemon cheat on babey BUT what about an AU where daemon cheats on nyra with her?!? emotionally, in his dreams, in his fantasiessss becaue she would NEVER.

i imagine when daemon returns she is maybe away with her tutor on a rare opportunity to live with a dothraki tribe for a few months to lesrn their customs and the language. perhaps the dothraki were flattered by her interest and respect.

when she returns, the castle is a full of celebration and daemon is so curious to see the young girl behind all the sweet rumors and the remember the neice he coddled when he was younger. he's all but forgotten her in his years of drinking and living off repeats of his memories of nyra.when nyra goes rushing past him to hug her does he smacked in the face of all those memories he made with his little neice.

buying her her first pair of riding boots, her first dragon ride, braiding her hair because hes the only one who doesnt do it too tight or too loose. scolding her tutor for being too hard on her. sneaking her away from her septa to play hide and seek. being dragged by her and nyra to play 'house' hahah thats bound to be so on the nose. Ofcourse hes the husband! he enjoys those, being fretted over and serve with wooden toy teacups. he remembers being her only visitor as a babe when nyra was bawling for hours in her room and his brother was mourning over the loss of his wife. he remembers holding her at the funeral and its was near impossible them to tear her away. he remembers thinking how he could fathom the babe in his arm ever being in that enevlope of fire. dead and still. how the young him swore it would never happen and he's always protect her. he also remembers hearing wisps of her name during his banishment and realises now why it was whispered so covetously. not loud and bold adoration like nyra.rhaenyra was the delight of the kingdom, she was the coveted secret. and now he learns what it means to long and covet after her too.

ofcourse, daemon overtime has instances forgets his place as nyras husband as he gets consumed by her. chasing after her across the kingdom and struggling to control himself. he starts lashing out at her admirers. Nyra is becoming furious, jealous and possesive. meanwhile reader is caught in a storm of her own emotions. she wants to love him but cant. needs to cut it off but wont. AAAH my imagination has run too far! hahah anyways please dont feel pressured with this ask. im just work vommiting! your work is amazing and i cant believe i get to read it just for free liek this??? u deserve everything good!

OOOOOOooooOoOooooH. So, um, I want to write a dark continuation of this, badly. PLZ.

innocence (a 'terms of endearment' au)

GIF by @yenvengerberg.

You are visited by an unwanted guest.

Triggers: WARNING - NON-CONSENSUAL SMUT, incest, age gap, purity culture.

"What are you doing here?" you ask, heart pounding.

You feel sick, as though your stomach will turn inside out within your belly, a rush of dizziness spotting your vision at the sight of him. "You - you-"

"Me," your uncle taunts, stepping through the open archway from the balcony into your chambers. Daemon is drenched from the rain, wild-eyed and eyes blazing, shaking the waterlogged strands from his face. He looks about the room disdainfully, taking in the plainer fare of the accommodations your mother's House had provided you. "I expected you to run, but this? Here? How... dull."

You cannot help the tears that well, and you cast around in panic for an escape. The door has been barred. You curse yourself for requesting rooms so far removed from the others, for now there is no one to hear you scream.

"Please," you beg, backing away even as he advances toward you, clutching onto the meagre layers of your shift in the vain hope of concealing your form from him. He eyes you like a wolf does its prey - like a dragon devouring its kill. "Go home, Uncle - there is nothing for you here!"

"Oh, I think not," he replies, smirking as you grab for the door handle, a futile attempt at retreat.

He knows it's futile; he makes his way leisurely toward you, strolling forward like a man with all the time in the world to waste. You turn your head away and whimper as the hard line of his body settles against you, chilled and soaking through your nightrail, his nose carving a trail along your neck and inhaling.

"Mm," he moans, smiling against you when you sob, "so sweet, little niece. You were waiting for me, weren't you?"

You shake your head, cringing as he divests himself of his shirt, the fabric slapping damply against the stone floor. You squinch your eyes shut. Perhaps if I keep them closed, he will go away and this will stop. To no avail; you hear the sound of boots being discarded, the squelch of breeches hitting the ground, and you know when he returns to you that he is - he is -

"No!" you squeak, striking out aimlessly.

He groans as you make contact, though you do not know if you have struck him in the gut or the groin, and push past him, taking advantage of the moment. There is nowhere to run. Only one entry which he stands before, and you know you will not unlatch the door in time to make your exit; you briefly consider accepting death by plunging from the edge of the balcony, but he cannot win this way. You will not let him. You hear footsteps - you dart to the hearth - spinning around, you brandish the poker at him.

"Go home to Rhaenyra, uncle," you speak, though the words come out tremulously. You steadfastly avoid looking below his waist, not wishing to see the appendage with which he desires to violate you. "I have told you that I will not become your whore. You are wed in the eyes of the gods, and my virtue belongs to my husband alone."

"Your husband," he sneers, batting your makeshift weapon from your hand with little effort, grasping you by the throat in a punitive hold. "What common man could ever be good enough for the blood of Old Valyria? You're mine, Princess - and I will have you."

"Why are you doing this?" you gasp, clutching at his arm. He does not let up on his grip; his countenance is dangerous, eyes dark beneath the stern ridge of his brow, and for a moment you are worried he means to murder you. Then, sighing, he readjusts, loosening his grasp, keeping you still with the threat of renewed asphyxiation. You try to appeal to him. "I have been naught but your family, Uncle," you whisper beseechingly. "You used to play with me as a child!"

"And now it is time for you to perform as a woman must," he responds, grabbing you by the hip, and his face seems almost regretful at the statement.

You can feel the steel firmness of his - endowment - at your belly, and you gulp. His expression turns softer, his thumb rubbing circles into the flesh of your throat.

"I'll be gentle, sweetling," he says, "but you have no choice now. I'll take your maidenhead as my own, for it belongs to me. You'll bleed, though that cannot be helped. And, finally, I'll spill in you, because that is my right as your husband."

"Hus - husband?"

"Yes, my love," he croons, scruffing you by the neck to stop you recoiling as he leans in to kiss the tears from your cheeks. "I'll bed you, then wed you - out of order, perhaps, but you'll get your wish. Your virtue will belong to your husband. I'm sure 'Nyra will learn to share. Aegon's wives did, and so shall mine."

"I don't-"

"Enough," he barks, dragging you by the waist. You try to pull against him, but it is pointless - he is a battle-hardened warrior, built to make war against men far bigger and stronger than you. He tosses you upon your bed, dragging you down by the ankle when you turn to your belly and attempt to crawl away. "I tried to be nice, little girl, but I won't waste my time if you're going to be naughty."

He holds you down by the neck, shoving your face into the covers as he rucks up the back of your shift. You weep uncontrollably, kicking out your legs when he jerks them apart to settle in the space he has made. His fingers quest along your most secret places, coating your flesh in something slimy and warm - his saliva, you realise with disgust - digging uncomfortably into a crevice you have never dared to touch. It is replaced by the feeling of something much larger, hotter, more frightening. And then you are -

scored

in two

- and you shriek at the blistering iron of it, this invasion that rips you and annihilates everything that was bright and innocent and good. He holds you there, wailing, and kisses your shoulder even as he forces himself further.

"There, there, my love," he hushes you, stroking your hair as you bawl your defeat. You sink into the mattress, holding onto the sensation of fingers on your scalp, a babe new to the world and screaming at the red-hot tumult of it. It takes you away, locking you within the cage of your mind. You let it. "You're mine now."

He moves, and it is agony, a knife he uses to slice through your skin over and over again. You lay there, taking it, waiting for him to finish doing as he will, knowing there is nothing left to do now but keep still, keep quiet, and allow him to break you apart. His breath comes hot against the back of your neck, his lips marking maps across the flesh there, his hands seemingly multiplying in their quest to map the expanse of you within his reach. But this is all under water for you, muffled and distorted and strange. You are no longer encased in your body, a vestal spirit floating somewhere high above.

Let me be Athfiezar, wild and savage and free upon the wind.

Let me be Syrax, soaring as high as she might above the cities of Westeros.

Let me be Vhagar, traveller to shores far, far from here.

Anywhere but here.

"Fuck," he is moaning atop you, rutting away between your thighs, huffing and panting. "You've got the tightest little cunt, precious. I'll enjoy getting you with child."

You say nothing - it is not you he is after, but a facsimile of you, a doll-shaped figure with your face and your form that does nothing but lay there and gather dust.

When he spills, it is warm within you, and it reminds you of how cold you are, leached of all vigour and life. He withdraws, and you can feel the mess of fluids spilling from the part of you that is ruined now. Surely it is fractured beyond repair, you think, crying silently at the throb and sting of it.

"Good girl," Daemon soothes, pulling you into his embrace.

And how awful it is that your uncle's comfort is suddenly all that you desire - you cling to him, unable to connect the monster who has destroyed you with the very same man who had once carried you about your childhood home, loudly proclaiming 'make way for the Fairy Princess!'. You long for those days again.

"Shh," he murmurs, pressing tender-soft kisses to your cheeks, your nose, your mouth. "It's over now. Well done, niece."

It will never be over, you think hollowly, laying in his arms a broken shell of a girl. Never.

I am sorry for this. 'TIS AN AU BLURB, NO MORE!

#daemon targaryen #daemon targaryen x reader #terms of endearment au #terms of endearment blurbs #daemon targaryen fanfiction #daemon targaryen x oc #daemon targaryen x you #house of the dragon #hotd #house of the dragon fanfiction #hotd fanfiction #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #matt smith #targaryen #fire and blood #game of thrones

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cosmic-d1ce · 11 months

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i had a vision and im drawing it rn but qsmp royalty au where forever is trying to marry phil so his country can win a war

- forever is a prince and trying very hard to win over this foreign king because his country is at war and losing

- he has limited time to win over phil and he is not good at it

- his sister baghera is there too helping him

- phil has another option for marriage (missa) who would benefit him significantly more

- he also has his personal guard (fit) who he would honestly prefer over the two of the princes

- theyve had a side thing going on for a while but a soldier cant really marry a king its kinda looked down upon

- forever had someone he was going to marry (brunim) but they had to call it off so now he desperate for a spouse that will help him

- forever tries literally everything he can think of to make phil like him but he never seems to fall for it

- phil just wants to run his country for his family hes not too bothered about marrying anyone and because he has three younger brothers and a neice he really isnt bothered about having a kid

- chayanne is phil's younger brother, tallulah is his neice, wilbur & tommy are also his brothers

- techno is actually the eldest sibling and was king for a few years before he died and phil took over

- richarlyson & pomme are forever and bagheras little cousins who they adore and would die for

#qsmp #qsmp philza #qsmp forever #qsmp baghera #qsmp fitmc #qsmp richarlyson #qsmp pomme #qsmp chayanne #qsmp wilbur #technoblade #tommyinnit #qsmp shipping #philever #forphil #forever x philza #qsmp missa #love royalty aus theyre my favourite #will probably be thinking about this lots so i will build on this

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starsomens · 7 months

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everyone talks about noah as a dad but folio as a dad would be so cute🥺 taking his daughter on daddy daughter fishing trips, getting her a custom made bike vest to match his, getting her a toy drum set 😭 her asking for “stickers” so she can be like daddy so he puts temporary tattoos on her

you, folio and your daughter all snuggling on the sofa 🥹 him posting a pic of you both and captioning it “my favourite girls 🖤”

him letting her paint his nails and playing dress up with her (he’s deffo a girl dad i will die on this hill)

he’d just be so proud to have a daughter and absolutely adores her🥹🥹

Hello anon! Sorry this is so late! BUT AGREED he is a girl dad! We will die together here! Like i know he's got FULL conversations no matter the age

"so so so..I told her the color of the dress was blue, but she made it purple!" his daughter would tell him about her day

"No! What!? How could she are you still friends??"

"mmm she said sowwy so we still fweinds"

BUT AAAHHH GIRL I love writing about Noah being a dad but Folio as one???? UGH WAIT WAIT I THINK THERES A PIC OF HIM WITH HIS NEICES

THIS ONE THE WAY HE HOLDS THE BABY AAAGHHHHH MY HEART

GIRL STOP I MIGHT EVEN WRITE UP SOME HEADCANNONS FOR NICK UGH WAIT I GOTTA MAKE A BANNER FOR HIM

#bad omens #star’s anons✨#nick folio #nick folio as a dad

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crazylittlejester · 22 days

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We are always making Wars suffer in this house, man 😔

So fluffy headcannons time ✨

Wars was gifted an orange sapling by Impa even she found out he liked them the most, and he takes pride in having nurtured it to be able to have fruit. He likes to give his friends oranges if he has to many to store/preserve, and sometimes even makes baked goods from them as well.

Wars made a sort of birdhouse for the fairies he rescued during his adventure. He made sure that there was a wardrobe for their clothes and plenty of food while he's away. He has Linkle check up on them during his journey with the chain.

Is trans! Both he and Zelda are, and upon realizing as such, they just swapped lives and called it a day. It was an awkward conversation having to explain to the others why he had the triforce of wisdom instead of courage and can harness holy light. He likes to joke that the fates got confused and mixed them up by accident.

Doesn't know if he wants kids or not. Mask, Town and Tetra were all hellions and gave him more migranes than he can count, but those softer and more wholesome moments he spent with them also makes him want a kiddo of his own. Might just become the cool wine uncle who sees his neices and nephews as his own kids.

Animals love him. Every single one, even usually hostile ones. Wild nearly had a stroke upon witnessing a Lynel acting like a full blown house cat demanding pets from him. This also means cuccos love him to death, even though he is scared by them.

Ginger, bleaches his hair to hide it. Likes scaring kids by saying if they look him in the eyes he'll take their soul. Mask, upon being told this, said he didn't have one. This was the start of Wars' concern of the child.

Has a huge sweet tooth. Like, it puts even the fairies to shame. It is a miracle his teeth haven't rotted out his head, and that might be from divine intervention.

Cat mom, and he babies them. They are spoiled and chonky and love being cuddled and held like babies.

The scarf wasn't apart of the uniform he was meant to wear. In all honesty, nobody knows how or when Zelda got the scarf, or how it became a part of his attire. It's just apart of him now.

Speaking of the scarf. It's huge. Like it straight up could be a blanket if he unfolded it and laid it felt on the ground. It's his security blanky.

OUGGHH I’m so with you on these

- THE ORANGE TREE GOT ME MAN. HE’D ABSOLUTELY LOVE TO HAVE ONE OH MY GOD 😭

- He is SUCH a friend of the fairies, they all love him to death and I’ll fucking die on this hill. They absolutely adore him

- TRANS WARS REAL. Link in general is just such a transgender icon and I love him for it

- I headcanon him as ace so I don’t think he’d ever have his own biological kids, but look me in my eyes right now and tell me he wouldn’t take a kid in who needed it. Also he’s such a girl dad, yknow? (I am so obsessed with the idea of him being a girl dad I’m writing a fic about it-)

- I have this vision in my head now of the cucco’s lookin at him like “OMG it’s Link 🙌!” and they love him so much and he runs away screaming in fear. It’s such a clear vision too 😭

- I LIKE THAT SO MANY PEOPLE ALSO THINK HE DYES HIS HAIR. Like we may have different headcanons on his natural hair color (for me I think it’s a dark brown) BUT SO MANY PEOPLE HEADCANON HES A FAKE BLOND AND IM OBSESSED.

- Oh he is SUCH a sweet treat kinda guy, I headcanon he has blood sugar issues, so small little snacks with a lot of sugar in them would be so good for him actually if his blood sugar dropped suddenly

- CAT MOM REAL. I think he’d have two of those hairless cats and he’d make sweaters for them. He treats them like his children, and he cried when Legend called them ugly (the cats are hideous but like in a cute way)

- Oh that scarf is fr gigantic and definitely bug enough to be a blanket. That’s his emotional support blanket and he takes extremely good care of it

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu warriors #lu wars #jes talks #jes ask #jes headcanons

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11queensupreme11 · 6 months

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In the Loki pregnant AU, the BIGGEST plot twist in the series if instead of Hades, the uncle who falls in love and kidnaps his niece was Thor

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE would expect this from Thor, everyone would be so busy with Hades' kinky niece tendencies that they wouldn't even think about the possibility of Thor also developing a kinky niece as well

Like imagine that baby Percy is fully aware and realized that the Greek gods have pre-incestuous tendencies towards her (remembering that Hades was interested in Persephone while she was still a baby), so she turns to the Norse gods, always When Hades or Poseidon try to hold her, she cries so much that they create small tsunamis and only stops when she is caught by her trusty uncle, what she doesn't know is that she is turning the most ruthless God into a yandere.

HAHAHAHHAHAHA

stop this is so perfect 😭 especially since NO ONE would be expecting this. thor would be bursting with joy every time he gets to hold his adorable baby neice but he's still wearing that resting bitch face of his so nobody realizes what he's plotting

imagine thor actually kidnaps her but percy, being the idiot she is, doesn't realize she's actually being kidnapped and just thinks it's thor's turn to watch over her so she's just having a great time with her favorite uncle 💖

meanwhile everyone else is about ready to beat the shit outta poor hades because they're convinced that HE'S the one who kidnapped her since he has a track record for kidnapping his nieces 😭😭 even poseidon, zeus, and adamas are convinced it's him ashfahgvfhg persephone knows it's not him, but she's gonna throw her own accusations at him too just for shits and giggles 😭

#👸🏻| asks #👸🏻| arsenic blues

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myladysapphire · 1 year

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My Lady Strong (II)

word count: 1,911

CW: violence

Fem!oc x Aemond Targeryen ( can be read as x reader)

Masterlist | series masterlist | previous part | next part

disclamer: i do not own any of claim any of the A song of ice and fire characters, all rights belong to GRR MARTIN, all characters are his except for my OC

A/N thank you soo much for all the likes on the last post, I hope you all enjoy this one!

laughter filled the Godswood as Aemond chased after Aemma, circling the weirwood tree.

Their friendship was admired around the keep, the girl adored by all. Somehow keeping her sweet nature following her brother’s ‘prank’, though she had become timid, often hiding behind Aemond, and never letting go of his hand.

Aemond adored this, he wanted her to be utterly dependent on him, and she was. She listened to what Aemond said, often refused to do something if Aemond did want her to or was unable to come.

It was why her mother considered a match between them following the birth of her newest brother, Joffrey. Aemond had already demanded he one day become her sworn sword once he had completed his training, and she doubted he would accept Aemma’s marriage to anyone but himself.

“Aemma!” he ran up to her, picking her up and spinning around before they fell to the ground in a fit of giggles.

He sighed, turning to his side “My father wishes for me to start attending dragon lessons”.

“Then I shall come also” Aemma declared, grabbing his hand, “then once we have learned we shall claim a dragon together!”

“But Aegon and your brothers will be there” Aemond spoke, trying to deter her.

“so, you don’t want me to come?” she pouted

“of course, but… they’ll be there… and they are nothing but cruel” he insisted “ I do not want them to torment both you and me over having no dragon”.

“But we are Targaryens, so what if we do not have a dragon… we are dragons!” she laughed, “please Aemond, I could not bear to part from you”.

“It will only be for a few hours”

“And what am I to do?” she got up “Wait and sew? No, I shall come!” she demanded

All Aemond could do is sigh in defeat. Though he really he wasn’t sad about it, it was not like he wanted to part from her either.

Her brothers hadn’t expected her to show up. Much to their disappointment, she had kept her distance from her brothers and Aegon for the past year. Truth be told they did not expect the prank to become what it was, to make Aemma cling to Aemond more and more.

At dinners, she sat between their mother and father, eating as fast as possible, and on the odd occasion their grandsire called for a family dinner she would place herself between Aemond and Helaena. not uttering a word to her brothers or Aegon, running away when they were near.

And yet today she showed up, hand in hand with Aemond.

When they had heard Aemond was to start attending lessons in the dragon pit, Aegon had come up with the idea, the prank. And Jace and Luke being the jealous brothers they were more than happy to pull it.

All three of the boys regretted their prank on her and had made efforts to reconcile, all failing, miserably. And this prank would become not just a prank on Aemond, but a prank on her also seeing as her Aemond were an extension of one another, much like a dragon and its rider. what one felt, the other did too. They could almost read each other’s minds, always knowing what the other was thinking or saying.

“Aemond, we have a surprise for you.” Aegon announced, as Jace finished with Vermax.

“Do you have one for me too?” she asked, shyly.

Aegon’s eyes softened, it was the first time she had spoken to him in gods know how long and though he would not and admit it , Aegon had grown a soft spot for the brown-haired girl. “No Aemma, but I’m sure you and Aemond could share” the last part caused Luke to giggle before running of to fetch whatever the surprise was.

“What is it?” Aemond asked, grabbing Aemma’s hand tighter and pulling her into him as Aegon wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

“Something very special” he winked.

“you two are the only ones without a dragon”.

“indeed” Aemond nodded.

“And we felt bad about it, so… we found you one, Aemond” Aegon announced.

“Found one? Where?” Aemma asked, excited for Aemond, they had always agreed to share a dragon, should one manage to claim one.

“The gods provided” Aegon stated simply, before Jace and Luke came running forward, a rope in hand…. and a pig attached to it.

“Behold…the pink dread!” they announced, as Aemond and Aemma’s face fell.

"Be sure to mount her carefully, the first flights are always rough" they laughed.

Aemond ran off, Aemma was quick to follow.

“The prince Aemond and princess Aemma” a kings guard announced dragging them into queen Alicent chambers.

“Aemond, Aemma?” the queen questioned. “What did you do?”

“they did it again” Helena spoke.

“After how many times you've been warned, must I have you two confined to your chambers?

“They made me do it” Aemond insisted

“as if you needed the encouragement” Alicent shakes her head “Your obsession with those beasts goes beyond understanding.”

“they gave him a pig” Aemma shouted, seeing Aemonds frustration

“A what?”

“They said they found a dragon for me… But it was a pig.” he looked down “they said we could share it”.

“You will have a dragon one day., both off you” Alicent reassured.

“He'll have to close an eye.” Helaena whispered lowly.

“I know it”.

“They all laughed… they even made a tail and wings for it!”

Only Aegon received punishment from the prank, her brothers were let off her mother and grandsire deeming it childish fun and teasing, much to Aemma’s disappointment .

She returned to the cold shoulder, refusing to even acknowledge their presence, not that she did that much before.

The rift between the two families grew even further, rivalry between the mothers spreading towards the children. This time not for the throne, but for Aemma.

Aemond was always with her, the only time they did have with Aemond alone, was their swordsman lessons. Lessons which Aemond had begun to take his lessons with Ser Cole seriously, taking on the role of being Aemma’s defender and protector.

“Keep your feet light and your hands heavy.” Criston ordered.

Aemma stood above the training yard, watching beside her grandsire and the hand.

“This is the stuff, Lyonel…. Lads that learn together, train together... knock each other down, pick each other up. They will certainly form a lifelong bond, wouldn't you agree?” her grandsire spoke, a proud gleam in his voice.

“That is the hope, Your Grace.” Lynol strong agreed, “should the princess be witnessing this, your grace?” he questioned, looking towards her. She had brought a book to read Viserys, though she doubted she could sway his attention away from his sons and grandsons.

“I wish to watch Aemond, lord strong, he had wished to show me his progress” she announced, looking down proudly at Aemond as he swung his sword at the strawman.

“Ahh, let her stay, it is rare I get to see her without her shadow as is” Viserys laughed.

“of course, your grace”

“I've won my first bout, Ser Criston.” She heard Aegon gloat. “My opponent sues for mercy.”

“You'll have a new opponent then, my Lord of the Straw.” Cole spoke “Let's see if you can touch me… You and your brother” he nodded to Aemond.

“Weapons up, boys… Give your enemies no quarter” he spoke, focusing all his attentions on her uncles, as her brothers stood to the side, before greeting Ser Harwin.

“It seems the younger boys could do better with a bit of your attention, Ser Criston” Harwin spoke.

“You question my method of instruction, ser?”

“Oh, I merely suggest that method be applied to all your pupils.”

“Very well.” Ser Criston sneered “Jacaerys, come here…You spar with Aegon…Eldest son against eldest son”

Harwin scoffed “It's hardly a fair match.”

“I know you've never seen true battle, ser, but when steel is drawn, a fair match isn't something anyone should expect.” Cole snarked “Blades up… Engage.”

“grandsire” Aemma mumbled “it’s hardly fair”.

“oh, its just boys being boys Aemma” he dismissed, focusing on the yard once more.

She averted her eyes, focusing back on her book. Lynol strong too focused on her, his eyes watching her, assessing her. His gaze was soft, but he looked at he as if he knew something she didn’t.

“Lord Strong?” she spoke “would you like to read with me?” she asked, flinching at the sound of metal clashing.

“of course, princess” he nodded, a small smile on his lips.

“You dare put hands on me?” she hears Aegon scream, capturing her and Lynol attention.

“You forget yourself, Strong.” She hears Cole spit out “That is the Prince.

“This is what you teach, Cole? Cruelty... to the weaker opponent?” Harwin scoffed

“Your interest in the princeling's training is quite unusual, Commander” he snarked back, moving in closer saying something she could not hear. Though it must not of been pleasant judging by the punch Harwin landed on her face.

“Stop!” she screamed, flinching away and burying her face in her hands.

“Stop this!” her grandsire repeated, as guards dragged Harwin away from Coles laughing bloody face.

After that everything changed.

Her mother grew desperate, having ser Harwin sent to Harrenhal. He was close to their family and his departure seemed to deeply upset her mother and Jace. she was not too bothered, her mother’s attention now lied in the new babe, Joffrey, and council meetings. She was looking for more and more support, Harwin outburst, and marriage offers seemed to be the best way to secure them.

“I wish to speak. Be seated.” Her mother spoke up, as the small council meeting was pulled to a close “I have felt the... strife... between our families of late, my queen.” She spoke to Alicent “And for any offense given by mine, I apologize. But we are one house. And long before that, we were friends.” Alicent nodded. “My daughter Aemma will inherit Dragonstone after me, I propose a marriage between Aemma and your son, Aemond, the pair are already attached at the hip, let them be the glue that once binds our two families. Ally ourselves... once and for all, let them rule Dragonstone together”

“A most judicious proposition.” Viserys agreed, smiling.

“Additionally, if Syrax brings forth another clutch of eggs, both Aemond and Aemma will have their choice of them, uh... a symbol of our goodwill.”

Alicent nodded, considering. “Rhaenyra” she sighed, looking down. She wanted time to think.

“Oh, Seven Hells. Um...”

“My dear... a dragon's egg is a handsome gift.” Viserys spoke to Alicent.

“The King and I thank you for your offer and we will consider it duly.” She nodded, dismissingly “You must rest now, husband.”

“Yes.”

“The proposal is a good one, my queen. We're a family. Let us put aside these childish quarrels. Join hands and be stronger for it.” Viserys spoke, as they made the way to his chambers.

“yes, Aemond and Aemma shall be pleased” she nodded, “but she is desperate” she sneered “She feels the earth washing away beneath her feet and now she expects us to ignore her transgressions and for me to marry my son to her...” she hesitated, “only daughter”

“Alicent” he sighed, “we agree, on the betrothal?”

“yes” she sighed, keep her beloved daughter in her grasps and she shall have Rhaenyra eating out the palm of her hand.

next part

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selvyyr · 2 months

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|MASTERLIST!|

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↪Shouts can be heard..As jio were talking with his mother.. As charlie looked quite worried about him..As jio spoke

"But mother!I really want you to meet my friends.."

His voice filled with sadness and betrayed... As huffled voice from the phone spoke

"Sorry dear,but you know how your stubborn uncle is..He don't want me to run into him..."

As jio groaned..Sad smile placed in his face.. As he spoke

"Then..Does that..?"

Then the muffled voice from the phone spoke again

"Dear,how about you just bring them here?After all since they are sinners...They can be in the upside down world!"

Then jio's look on his face lighten up.. As he nodded..

"Yes!That's good idea mother!I'll go right now with them!"

As the muffled voice from the phone chuckled as jio said his goodbye and jumped up and down..As charlie looked at him.. As she spoke

"Sooo,is your mother coming jio..?"

Jio looked at charlie with large grin.. As he opened a star shaped purple portal opened.. As he spoke

"You are coming to my home!"

Without a word.Everyone was teleported somewhere else even lucifer.. As charlie looked around.. It looked like garden but with some people who were crying blood as the people talked..

Jio looked at them.. As he signaled..Charlie gave thumbs up.. As everyone followed him.. As jio spoke

"Sooo..This is the upside down world!Not hell nor heaven!My mother is god and the ceator of this realm!Hahaha..."

As he chuckled..Alastor's smile widen when he heard "god"..While charlie looked amazed..As jio stopped..As a statue was in front of them..

A woman who had her a scale on her right hand while her other hand was raised.. As jio spoke again..

"This is the statue of irine!My mother...She is known as the creator of this realm,a god who adores evils and many other disturbing creatures!She also had created some creatures of this realm.."

As vaggie looked puzzled and kept her mouth shut.. As jio shouted

"Let's go to the palace!I'm sure my uncle will be pleased to have you all here!"

Jio ran away somewhere.. As lucifer looked at the statue..It looked familiar..Wait.. Is the woman... No no...She's somewhere else... After all..How can she be god..Right..?

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↪Sudon looked at the others as he spoke

"Ah!,so you must be my dear neice's dear friends..?"

His smile widened..Charlie spoke

"Well yes!We are his friends and it's really nice to meet you sir!"

Charlie shook sudon's hand as sudon shook hers back..As sudon looked at lucifer with wide smile.. As he went up to him.. Sudon spoke

"And you are the one who left my dear twin sister for a mortal."

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#fanfic #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #grace!reader #Graceness of the other world

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svechnikovvv · 1 year

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frozen & sleepovers

pairing: jamie drysdale x fem!reader

warnings: none

summary: you and jamie opt to watch your neice for a week and it makes him realize something.

a/n: will not be taking frozen slander ✋

masterlist: here

your brother and sister-in-law were going away for a week vacation and asked if you and jamie could watch your neice, junie. you both said yes because you adored the girl.

a knock sounds through the place, signaling their arrival. jamie answers the door while you’re in the kitchen popping a bag of popcorn for movie night.

“uncle jamie!” she squeals and you hear jamie laugh.

“hi munchkin. you excited to spend the week with aunt y/n and i?” you couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation. after a few minutes, you hear the door close and jamie walks into the kitchen with junie resting on his hip. she sweals when she sees you and she reaches her hands out to you. you take her from jamie’s arms and start tickling her sides. she laughs and giggles and then you cease your actions.

“hi june bug. you ready for the best sleepover ever?” she nods her head enthusiastically and then the microwave goes off, signaling the popcorn being done. you set her on the counter and she watches as you take the bag of popcorn out and empty it into a bowl.

“what are you doing?” she asks

“we’re gonna watch a movie and you need popcorn, duh.” she giggles

“alright, let’s go to the living room.” you help her off the counter and head into the small living room. jamie sits on the end of the couch, you sit beside him, and junie opts to sit in your lap.

“what movie are we watching?” she asks and you tell her she’ll see. when the opening scene comes on, she gets excited.

“frozen!” she cheers and you and jamie both softly laugh. the two of you loved frozen, and now with junie here, it gave you more of a reason to watch it.

jamie is pretty much the only one eating the popcorn since you and junie were too busy singing.

“oh my god! jamie, it’s our song, come on,” you get up and extend a hand to him. he sighs and gets up off the couch, taking your hand in his.

“okay, can i just… say something crazy?”

“i love crazy,” jamie sings back.

“all my life has been a series of doors in my face,” you turn so that your back is facing jamie. “and then suddenly i bump into you,” you dramatically turn back around to face him. the two of you continue to sing along to the song, making junie laugh. when you’re done, you sit back down on the couch, huffing from your performance.

“you have an awful voice, uncle jamie.” he gasps at her antics and you hold back a laugh. jamie then starts to fake cry and junie just laughs. soon, let it go starts to play and both you and junie sing your lungs out to it.

jamie just watches in adoration, thinking of how someday he’d love to have this with you. his own little family. as you were singing with junie, jamie toys with the ring box in his pocket, smiling to himself as you finish off the song.

“how’d we do, jaim?” jamie is snapped out of his thoughts by your voice and he gives you a big smile.

“10/10. i think american idol called,” he points to your phone lying on the coffee table and you laugh.

“i think it’s for june bug here. she’s the real star of the show.” she hugs your legs, looking up at you. you brush the stray hairs out of her face.

“can we have mac n cheese tonight? but the frozen ones!” you nod

“just your luck, i think we still have some in the pantry.” she cheers and you head into the kitchen to cook dinner. she follows you, her little feet padding on the hardwood floor.

you could already tell this week was going to be amazing.

tags: @jackhues @jackhughesily

a/n: some jamie fluff to cope with this long week

#jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale #nhl hockey #nhl #anaheim ducks

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bonniebird · 11 months

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Forgotten Part 4 (Smut)

Daemon Targaryen x Targ!Neice!Reader

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You and Daemon left the gathering before the rest of the party. A few other carriages and travelling party members went ahead as well. While they prepared for your father to arrive at the keep that loomed ahead of you, you and Daemon were welcomed appropriately. You were fed and offered a bath to wash off the dust from the road.

Despite being fussed over and put to bed by adoring maids, who were excited to tend one of the realms princesses and a comfortable bed, you couldn’t rest. There was still a burning ache in your belly. You wanted more of Daemon. Your father would be furious. But you did not care. When you were sure that no one else was awake you slowly opened your door. You carefully made your way through the dimly lit halls until you reached the room that had been given to Daemon. Your heart pounded with delicious nerves. A thrill went through your body. Opening the door you let yourself in and made sure it closed softly behind you. The room was still lit by a low fire and several candles. It made a warm comfortable feeling in the room which soothed your nerves. Daemon was laying in the middle of the bed. His chest was bare and the blanket was thrown over his middle.

“Uncle?” You called out. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake. Creeping closer to the bed, your bare feet moved quietly over cold stones. “Uncle?” You called out again. This time when you reached out to gently touch his arm his eyes opened and he sat up.

“(Y/N)? What is the matter?” Daemon asked as he rubbed his eyes and sighed.

“I could not sleep.” You said quickly. Daemon sighed and laid back down.

“What do you wish for me to do about it?” He asked as he looked you up and down. He felt you move closer to the bed, the soft fabric of your night dress brushing against the back of his hand.

“May I join you for just a moment? Until I feel comforted and safe?” You asked. He sighed again. An innocent enough request. He was starting to feel tired and found it hard to find the energy to do more than nod and mutter a yes. He raised his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes when he felt the bed dip as your weight spread over his hips. You had removed your night dress, leaving it on the floor beside his bed. You straddled his hips and smiled down at him.

“You may feel more comforted and safe with your clothes on, princess.” Daemon said quickly. He smiled when you gave him a sly smile.

“But if I am dressed how shall you comfort me?” You asked and smiled as your hands ran down his arms, stopping at his wrists to guide his hands to cradle your breasts. Your hips rolled against his as best you could, trying to copy the woman at the pillow house you had seen astride her man.

“What do you know of this kind of comfort?” He asked with amusement as he gently moved his hands so his thumbs could stroke over your nipples. Goosebumps tingled across your skin as your nipples pebbled under his touch. A sweet sigh escaped you as your body relaxed into his touch and your eyes closed as you enjoyed the sensation. You felt him move beneath you and suddenly his warm breath kissed across your chest as he took your right breast into his mouth. The whimper that came from your lips made him moan as he pulled you closer, his other hand twisting and teasing your left nipple. He could feel your wet, desperate heat as your hips ground pathetically against his. There was another delicious moan that escaped you as he pulled away, moving to mouth over your left breast while palming your right again. Slowly he manoeuvred you both so that your back gently hit the mattress and he began to kiss over your chest, collarbone and neck. He kissed until you were a gasping writhing mess beneath him and then pulled away. There was whimpering and begging but he ignored it as he ran his hands down the length of your body, stopping to hook his hands behind your knees and bend your legs so he could spread them wide as he took in the sight of your needy cunt. His fingers gently spread your folds as he took in the sight of your untouched core. You sighed in relief at the touch. Then he leaned down and his mouth sealed around your clit and your body jolted. Soft moans filled the room as your back arched off the bed and Daemon had to grip onto your legs with one hand to stop you from twisting away as the sensation of his touch overwhelmed you. At first, his tongue flicked gently over the bundle of nerves, swiping through your folds and delving deeper. He quickly worked your first orgasm from you. It crashed over you, taking your breath away from you for a moment as your heart pounded. Daemon pulled away and praised his ‘sweet girl’ with whispers of “good job Perzītsos” and “you’re doing so well for me.”

When your body finished trembling he continued. But this time he did not stop to praise you as the overwhelming sensation of pleasure built and crashed over you. He continued over and over until your eyes watered and your body shook. “No more please!” You begged quietly as your eyes threatened to spill over with tears and you began to feel overwhelmed. You could feel another orgasm building and knew it was too much. “Please, Daemon.”

“One more.” He said hungrily as he lifted his head to look up at you. Your skin was shiny with sweat, and weepy eyes with wide pupils and a desperate pout. It made him want more of you. “Give me one more. You’re so good for me I know you can my sweet girl.” He pulled you closer when he received a small whimpered promise that you would try, pulling your legs over his shoulders as his fingers of one hand dug into the soft flesh of your leg as his mouth sealed over your clit. The final orgasm came crashing over you with a weak whimper, too tired and aching to ride the wave of pleasure.

“Such a good girl.” He said as he pulled away. He ran his hand over his face and lifted himself off the bed, picking your night dress up off the floor. He sat at the edge of the bed and reached over. A hand slipped under you so he could pull you across the bed by your waist and lift you into his lap. Gently he slipped your nightdress on and kissed across your shoulders, lifting you into his arms so your head could rest against his shoulder. He carefully took you back to your room, settling you in your bed. The blankets covered you and your eyes closed. You could feel yourself starting to fall asleep but heard someone talking.

“Prince Daemon. You wished to see me.” Someone said. It sounded like the maid that had helped you earlier. Daemon chuckled and you heard him taking several steps across the room.

“It has been so long since I was last here. I trust you remember what happened last time.” He said in a tone of voice you’d never heard him use before.

“Of course my prince! The pleasure of your company is not easy to forget. Shall we retire to your rooms?”

As they left you felt a burning jealousy in your chest. There you had been at his mercy and instead, he wished for a maid? Tossing and turning you found yourself falling into an easy but angry sleep.

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