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litafan4ever · 5 months
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Cora Jade - NXT Deadline 2023 (December 9, 2023)
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glampire-rockstar · 8 months
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⚖���MY AU!Judgment Day⚖️
DAMIAN PRIEST
"THE PUNISHER"
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RHEA RIPLEY
"THE ERADICATOR"
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JORDAN DEVLIN/JD MCDONAGH
"THE ACE"
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CORA JADE/ELAYNA BLACK
"THE REBEL"
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DOMINIK MYSTERIO
"THE APOSTLE"
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LIV MORGAN
"THE PSYCHO"
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BUDDY MATTHEWS
"THE NIGHTMARE"
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LYRA VALKYRIA
"THE DISCIPLE"
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FINN BALOR/PRINCE DEVITT
"THE DEMON"
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I got a feeling Finn will betray the Judgment Day someday...replace him with either JD or Buddy Matthews. Congrats to Buddy and Rhea, but RIP to my biggest inspiration whenever I watch WWE...long live Bray Wyatt. We'll always love you and never forget what you've done for us.
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iintrepidtraveller · 19 days
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coderedblood · 9 months
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Remember that one time when Cora Jade bodied D*rby All*n on Twitter by saying being a good person was not just her gimmick? Good times, I’ve been a fan of hers ever since she was Elayna Black and she proved my faith in her
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womeninwrestling · 2 years
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queen--kenobi · 8 months
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Thinking about Elayna wearing a dress to match Aemond's armor...
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writingbylee · 9 months
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Run Home, Lion Cub
Rating: Mature
CW/TW: violence, language, guns, Tymon Lannister (cause that man needs his own warning)
lots of love and hugs to @queenopresskenobi for letting me be a part of this world and write for her amazing characters!! if you want to read more from this Western AU, definitely check out her My Dear Elayna series!!
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“Howdy.” Lyanna said as she pulled the door open, a smile creeping across her face.
Her black bandana had been pulled under her chin, but her hat blocked her eyes. Tymon Lannister sputtered as he went backwards down the front steps and back with the men he brought with him.
“You’re not…” Lyanna heard someone in the crowd say and she snorted.
“How embarrassing this must be for you, lion cub, to fail so spectacularly.” Lyanna tilted her head up ever so slightly so they could all see the glint in her eyes as she rested a hand on one of her revolvers and started casually tapping her fingers against it.
“We have no quarrel with you, Stark.” Tymon called and Lyanna let out a low chuckle at that. Her off hand was slung on the front of her belt, and she kept her good hand hovering over the revolver.
“You sure about that, lion cub?” She watched as Tymon bristled at being called a cub. “Last I recall, you shot one of my men. Not to mention…” Lyanna trailed off as she looked at the crowd behind Tymon with their torches and pitchforks.
“Where is Elayna, Stark?” Tymon spat it out in the air, as if Lyanna’s last name was an insult.
“Oh, the woman who left your slimy ass at the altar?” Lyanna’s voice was full of mockery. “She’s right where she belongs. Out of your reach. So I suggest you take these men and get off this goddamn property.” Lyanna kept politely smiling, as if this was a conversation she had everyday. Her off hand didn’t move from the front of her belt, but she twitched the fingers of her good hand over her revolver. Some of the men in the crowd took a step back at the motion. Lyanna’s smile curled away from politeness and bent towards cruel.
“You’ll regret this, Stark.” Tymon called and Lyanna laughed.
“Oh I surely doubt that, lion cub.” Lyanna said. After a tense moment of silence, she used her off hand and drew her revolver. Before any of Tymon’s men could react, Lyanna had already fired, shooting Tymon in the shin. He cried out in pain as his leg crumpled beneath him, and one of his men grabbed under his arm to keep him standing. “Now get!” Lyanna raised her voice, gun still pointed at Tymon. “Before I decide to start aiming higher.” Tymon grumbled and motioned for his men to get back on their horses. “Seban!” Lyanna called out, and a man with a dark beard stopped moving and barely turned to face her. “I have a letter for you. From your sister.” Lyanna tossed the letter out into the still night and Seban walked the few steps to pick it up from the ground.
“Thank you.” Seban said it so quietly that Lyanna almost missed it. She gave him a nod and then turned her attention back to the rest of the men.
“Run home, lion cub!” Lyanna called out in Tymon’s direction. “Do me a favor, spit on Tywin’s grave when you get there?” Lyanna smiled again at Tymon’s tense posture on his horse as he whipped his head around to glare at her.
“Lyanna.” She heard Will whisper from the window behind her. “That was uncalled for.” She shrugged and kept her gaze forward.
“Eh. Worth it.”
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Follow @princess-lyanna-stark for more about Lyanna Stark!!
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saltandfire-blog · 7 months
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Lucerys Velaryon x Aemond Targaryen
Salt and Fire
Summary: Lucerys Velaryon belongs to both sea and sky. His whole life he has tried to prove his blood runs thick with not just fire but salt, despite the scandalous accusations that have haunted him and his brothers. Aemond Targaryen is nothing but fire, and before their families tore them asunder, his nephew was one of the few people he did not scorch. History books would have you believe the green and black children of House Targaryen grew up enemies, but before eyes and loyalties were slashed, there was once devotion between the two second sons. As boys grow into men, it is easier to repay an injury, because forgiveness is a burden and revenge a pleasure.
When you fall in love, you will carve out your heart and throw it into the deepest ocean. You will be all in - blood and salt.
Notes: So this chapter doesn’t have Aemond in it so it most likely will not be a favored chapter. But it was fun to write Lucerys witnessing a bit of political maneuvering and of course I had to introduce Grandpa Corlys. Fire and Blood did not give many details about the Bar Emmon’s, so the Lord and Lady Elayna are my own adaptions. Enjoy Sharp Point!
Chapter Three
every single thing i touch becomes sick with sadness.
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nebulousmag · 2 months
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I Remember You
"She was like the brisk wind, and the evergreen trees." There's a new fiction up at Nebulous- "I Remember You" by Q. Imagine! Let us know what you think at nebulousmag.com! Don't forget! We're always open for submission! See more on our website!
By Q. Imagine She was like the brisk wind, and the evergreen trees.  She kissed me so gently on that day and fell on top of me. It was when we first met. Me and my Elayna. We held each other.  My head fell next to hers.  But when my head hit the ground, I think I blacked out.  Coincidentally, my alarm went off. And I woke up and realized that my bed wasn’t the grass. The thick heat that…
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litafan4ever · 1 month
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Cora Jade - TikTok (March 17, 2024)
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talestold · 3 months
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( lannister e / anya chalotra / cis woman and she/her ) hear ye hear ye — the riverlands welcomes lady cerenna lannister of casterly rock. king matthos baratheon is glad that the twenty - six year old appears to be captivating and he shall overlook that it’s said they are also censorious, as long as they are glad to celebrate peace in the seven kingdoms. fortunately for them, matthos remains oblivious that they are happy with his reign.
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i. background.
full name: cerenna lannister.
commonly goes by: ren/renna.
official title: lady of casterly rock.
moniker: the raven lioness.
age: twenty six.
date of birth: the fifth day of the eighth moon in the year 273 after conquest.
gender + pronouns: cis woman + she/her.
orientation: bisexual.
allegiance: house lannister / herself.
spoken language: common tongue.
religion: the faith of the seven.
ii. appearance.
faceclaim: anya chalotra.
eye color: purple.
hair color: black.
dominant hand: right.
height: 5'6"
build: slim.
iii. personality.
virtues: captivating, ambitious, observant, adaptable.
vices: censorious, intransigent, spoiled, opportunistic.
weapon of choice: puppeteering someone to do her dirty work.
moral alignment: chaotic neutral.
inspired by: cersei lannister & tyrion lannister ( asoiaf/got ),
common tropes: the power of family,
iv. relationships.
parents: ruling lady utp lannister & ruling lady elayna lannister nee westerling.
siblings: lannister d & lannister f.
relationship status: single.
children: none.
pets: an orange tabby named summer that mostly stays in her bedchambers and sleeps all day.
other relations: queen joanna lannister ( aunt ) / baratheon children of king's landing ( first marriage children are step cousins, second marriage children are cousins ), lorcan lannister ( uncle ).
previous relations: none atm, let's plot to change that !
v. biography.
( tw : pregnancy and death ) much about cerenna before she was adopted by house lannister is essentially unknown. if either of the lady lannisters had known her past, they would know that cerenna was born to a bed slave from lys who wanted anything but to become pregnant. a smart woman, she was able to find passage out of the city through a trading ship bound for westeros. with her beauty and what she had learned of westerosi lords, she had full intentions of tricking a lord into thinking her child was their bastard - but things didn’t work out that way. cerenna’s birth mother had made it to lannisport and by the time she was to full term, none of her plans had come to fruition. she ended up giving birth there but did not survive the complications of childbirth.
her last wish was to have someone care for cerenna, named by the lannister ladies who would ultimately become her mothers. she may not look like a stereotypical lannister, adorning black hair and purple eyes, but she certainly picked up the lannister house’s ambition and pride. the only thing she knows of her past is that she has never been a day without love.
growing up in a house where family was cherished and adored, cerenna was able to thrive in certain aspects of her life. whatever she wanted, she was given, as most of what she asked for consisted of stunning jewelry or the latest southern fashion. learning was never her forte, often poking her fingers during sewing lessons or fidgeting whenever she was required to sit still, but she was always listening in on her mothers’ conversations or eavesdropping on advisors complaining about the latest issue.
she has no true interest in politics, but her most identifying trait as a lannister is cerenna’s ambition. it may not be the goal of becoming queen, though she would not turn down the idea, but seeing power within her future household and what opportunities will come her way. she has learned from the best and prioritized not only family, but always being the one in control of a situation.
while she values being in control, cerenna hates the idea of expected responsibilities. she was spoiled incredibly by her mothers and while theoretically she could do anything she put effort into, she would rather not. she adores being wealthy and having people do things for her, like the thought of ever losing her station or decreasing in status would absolutely be the breaking point. she is incredibly judgemental when it comes to those who differ from her and could never imagine wanting to be with someone so much she would give up everything. she likes to pretend like she would do that, like she is “better” than people think of her, but she is always secretly thinking selfishly for herself or her house.
vi. wanted plots.
future betrothal - at this point in time, cerenna does not see herself having the same future as her mothers and sees herself ultimately prioritizing being cared for more than being loved, meaning she wants to marry rich and ultimately not ever have to do anything too difficult <3 i don't think she sees herself as having a maternal instinct, but if love did sprout, i could see that becoming something she wants ! even despite her fears, she has always desired a family like the one she grew up with. could be spicy if their betrothal ended eventually bc cerenna needed to marry someone of higher status but they were already kinda into each other ... who knows !
trusted companions - people who get to hear cerenna's unfiltered thoughts and are genuinely people to trust. these are companions she values and would never betray them, which means they're either people she grew up with or know incredibly well... probably from the westerlands or lannister allies ?
the one she can't have - someone she fell head over heels for when they first met but they're either promised to another or married. they would share her affections and have probably been together physically at some point, but to be with her would mean giving up too much. the girl who gets everything she wants but can't / wouldn't have them ! could even be someone from a house she doesn't like and wouldn't want to publicly be with so they're in agreement they can't be together ? regardless, they are angsty pining for each other but nothing will ever come from it !
past flings, current friends/enemies with benefits, enemies, someone who got their heart broken by cerenna, people who actually like her - i am open for anything ! just pls come give plots ty ty
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iintrepidtraveller · 8 months
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jadedwiles · 6 months
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𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 #𝟎𝟎𝟑 ... ‘ 𝕮𝖧𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝕾𝖧𝖤𝖤𝖳. ’
FULL NAME: brianna coda. NICKNAME(S) / ALIASES: cora jade, c.j., bri, elayna black. AGE: twenty - two. DATE OF BIRTH: january 14, 2001. HOMETOWN: chicago, illinois. NATIONALITY: american. GENDER: cis - female. PRONOUNS: she / her / hers. SEXUAL / ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: bisexual, biromantic. RELIGION: non - religious. OCCUPATION(S): professional wrestler, dog - mom. LANGUAGES SPOKEN: english. TATTOOS: more than can be listed -- including, but not limited to, “ starve the ego, feed the soul ” on her chest, a wrestling ring behind her ear, “ euphoria ” above her knee, and a lightning bolt on her wrist. perhaps a proper tattoo tour could be in the cards for the near future. SCARS: despite only scratching the surface of her career so far, many minor scars and bruises have been acquired in her seven years of professional wrestling, especially during her more hardcore independent circuit days. SLEEPING HABITS: night owl; dreads the sound of her morning alarm, but loves the calm & quiet aspect of it all. EMOTIONAL STABILITY: varies from day to day. ALCOHOL USE: social drinker. POSITIVE TRAITS: courageous, witty, perceptive, self - reliant. NEGATIVE TRAITS: vainglorious, insincere, deceitful. FEARS: confined spaces, failing to exceed her own expectations, wiener dogs -- she was attacked by one in her formative years and has held onto the irrational fear throughout her adulthood. HOBBIES: playing the sims for entirely too long, journaling, taking stitch on walks, crystal meditation, skateboarding. HABITS: picking at her nail polish, eye - rolling, sleeping with makeup, often wearing outfits and accessories adorned by signature barbed - wire details & designs. FAVORITE WEATHER: cloudless sunshine, very mild breeze; perfect weather for a cold beverage and a swimming pool -- maybe even a day out on a boat ! -- dissimilar to her native city of chicago. FAVORITE COLOR: purple. FAVORITE INSTRUMENT: guitar. FAVORITE BEVERAGE: black cherry lemonade. FAVORITE FOOD: vodka pasta, or anything from portillos as a cheat meal / remedy for the occasional homesickness. FAVORITE ANIMAL: dogs -- more specifically, her beloved shih tzu - poodle mix, stitch ! FAVORITE SONG: ‘ celebrity skin ’ … hole. FAVORITE MOVIE: ‘ the craft. ’ ( 1996 ) BIOGRAPHY BELOW …
to say that cora jade’s upbringing was an uphill battle would be starkly undermining it -- growing up in the windy city of chicago, brianna coda had only ever had one passion, one end goal, and that was to become the hero of her own story. professional wrestling was her escape, her light at the end of a dark tunnel, her happily ever after -- and she would fight tooth and nail to ensure her spot at the top.
in the beginning, she did everything right ! she smiled at the fans, she told her story, she incorporated pieces of herself into her persona ( such as skateboarding ) -- and she was ridiculed for it. they said it was all an act, they claimed it was unoriginal and overplayed. she had given them insight into meaningful aspects of her life, and they decided that they simply weren’t interested anymore … instead, they focused their attention on her peers, friends, even her tag - team partner ! she had been shoved to the ground and stepped on, discarded like leftovers that nobody wanted. that was the last time she would allow herself to be cast aside -- she was the star of any room that she stood in, and it was time for everyone else to realize that, no matter the adversaries she would make, or the friends she would have to cross. this is the generation of jade, and it is their distinct privilege to observe !
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queen--kenobi · 11 months
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Mmhhhmmm I'm in a Mood
Elaemond, NSFT under the cut (m!receiving oral, mirror sex, fem!dom)
Aemond doesn't want to look in the mirror. He knows Elayna asked this of him. He cannot deny her anything, but this was perhaps her most difficult request.
She must sense his hesitation. She stops at the foot of the bed, between him and the mirror. A black robe with silver patterns covers her. Lions and dragons weave themselves into the fabric.
"You do not have to watch yourself if it is too much." Elayna places her hands on the tie of her robe. "Watch me in the mirror."
She undoes the sash and drops the robe. Aemond inhales sharply. He will never tire of seeing his wife, his Elayna, in all her glory. Elayna places her hands and then one knee on the bed and then the other. She grins at him before slowly crawling towards him.
No, stalking. The way she moves combined with the way she looks at him makes him feel like prey for once. His cock twitches.
"What are you up to, wife?"
She smiles.
"Patience, husband. All will be revealed in time."
Elayna moves up the bed, up his body, until she nearly lays on top of him. Her face hovers over his for a second, lips so close to his.
"If it is too much, tell me so. I do not wish to make you uncomfortable." Her eyes flick from his lips to his eyes. Aemond nods.
"I trust you."
Her lips descend on his.
He is helpless to do anything but kiss her back.
They stay like that for a while. Her lips against his, hands tangling in his hair. He does the same to her. His fingers dig into her thick brown tresses. He almost instinctually wraps her hair around his fingers but stops himself. He trusts her. He surrenders himself to her.
Her knee slots between his legs. Aemond's hips seek the friction. Already, he can feel himself grow hard. It doesn't take much as far as she is concerned. Sometimes the smell of her lingering on her pillows is enough for him to seek her out, needing her. It is not as if she is unaffected. She partially straddles one of his thighs. Elayna rocks her hips. He can feel her wetness slowly coating his pants.
Eventually, Elayna pulls away. She moves down the bed to settle between his legs. Her fingers curl into the waistband of his pants. He helps her pull them down and off, throwing them to the side.
His cock slaps against his stomach. Elayna hums. She sits back on her heels.
"Look at the mirror." She instructs. "Watch and see what you do to your wife."
Elayna then kneels between his legs once more. Instead of laying flat, she arches her back as she does so, spreading her knees to make her pose more obscene.
Aemond nearly chokes. From this angle, he can see her pussy on full display, see her wetness beginning to drip from her cunt. His cock throbs. Elayna laughs.
"Eyes on the mirror." She instructs. She takes him in hand and slowly begins licking him. She follows the vein on the underside of his cock with her tongue slowly, as if she's savoring him.
A low moan erupts from his chest. Aemond wants to throw his head back. Instead, he watches. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees one of her hands disappear underneath her. His suspicions as to what exactly she's doing are confirmed when he sees in the mirror her hand come to rest on her mound. She spreads her lips with her fingers just as she lightly sucks the tip of him into her mouth.
Aemond swears.
"I see." Aemond manages. "I see what I do to my wife."
He watches, transfixed. He can see her hole clench at his words and knows more slick pours from her. He wants to bury his face between her thighs. Instead, he fists his hands into the sheets.
Perhaps...
Maybe Elayna is right. Perhaps bringing a mirror into the bedroom was not a bad idea after all.
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maxwelljacobfriedman · 4 months
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I was today years old when i found out cora jade used to be elayna black
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