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dreamlandcreations · 10 months

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Thank you for the tag @kayhi808

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

I'm starting a new post bc I have too many WIPs (and these are just the ones in my drafts) 🙈

tag as many people as there are documents... but but but there are more than a hundred drafts 😭 anyway

tagging: @zablife @raincoffeeandfandoms @cinebration @marvelmusing @massivecolorspygiant @celestialspecial @stardustmorozov @startrekkingaroundasgard @oneeyedvisenya @happilyhertale @drabbles-mc @withmyteeth @runnning-outof-time @storiesbyrhi @nickfowlerrr

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Reader

Not tonight - Boba Fett x assassin!Reader (x Fennec Shand)

Speak freely - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader (platonic)

Games - Boba Fett x Mandalorian!Reader

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Happily ever after - Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Hey, Kid - Poe Dameron x Skywalker!Reader

First - Poe Dameron x Skywalker!Reader

The King - Tattooed Biker!Boba Fett x Reader

A deal is a deal - Raymond Smith x half Asian!Reader

Day and Night - Brother Day x Reader

Second Chances - Boba Fett x force sensitive!Reader

One King - Bishop x vampire!Reader (Night Teeth!au)

Reality - Boba Fett x force sensitive!Reader

I know what day it is - Bishop x Reader

Slave to Sensation - changeling!Billy Russo x psy!Reader

Angel's crush - Bishop x tattoo artist!reader

What you need - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

What you want - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

What you have - Billy Russo x autistic!Reader

Tangled, twisted or maybe something right - Billy Russo x Stark!Reader

Best friend - Bucky Barnes x Wilson!Reader

Stranger - Billy Russo x Reader

Apprentice - Doctor Strange x sorceress!Reader

Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie

We broke up - Eddie x Reader x Venom

Once upon a time - King Arthur x royal!Reader

Wicked - shifter!Santi x witch!Reader

Desert Flower - shifter!Benny x (non)human!Reader

Reaper - Venom x Reader x Eddie

The proposal (Would you like to series) Tommy x Reader x Alfie

Kissing Alfie Solomons - Alfie x Reader

Lighten up - Darkling x Fjerdan!Reader

Faeted hearts - fae king!Alfie x half-fae!Reader

Castaway AU - Billy Russo x Reader

Grimm AU - blutbad!Alfie x grimm!Reader

Fearless - Alfie Solomons x Shelby!Reader

I'm here for you - Billy Russo x Reader

Scheming, games and secrets - Alfie x Reader + Tommy

Fortune Favours the Brave - Eddie Munson x cheerleader!Reader

What women want - Billy Russo x genderfluid/nonbinary(afab)!Reader

Slayer - dragon shifter!Alfie Solomons x warrior princess!Reader

See you at the office - Alfie Solomons x ex-assistant!Reader

Weave it into words - (clan leader) king!Alfie Solomons x Shelby princess!Reader (Brave AU)

Crave the love - prince!Billy Russo x princess!Reader

Jeweller - Alfie Solomons x Tatiana's cousin!Reader

What's underneath? - Alfie x Reader

You only need to ask - Raymond Smith x aristocrat!Reader

What about dessert? - chef!Alfie x manager!Reader (modern!au)

The bright side - FO!Poe Dameron x Jedi!Reader

More than seeking comfort - Eddie Brock x Reader

Bait - Derek Hale x hunter!Reader

Cosy on the throne - Tattooed Biker!Boba Fett x Reader

This is not your color - Eddie Munson x Reader

Distraction - Max x Reader (Mad Max: Fury Road)

Three is still a company - Billy Russo x Reader x Frank Castle

You missed a spot - Brother Day x Reader

Behind closed doors - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

Don't mind me - Alfie Solomons x Reader (x Tommy Shelby)

Feeling adventurous? - Eddie Munson x Reader

I can wait - Alina x Reader (Darkling x Alina x Mal)

Why the f*ck not? - Alfie Solomons x Reader x May Carleton x Tommy Shelby

Solace - Boba Fett x Reader

First time - Billy Russo x Reader

I'm all yours - Billy Russo x Reader

Patience - Billy Russo x Reader

The Happiest Day of Our Lives - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

Mirror, mirror - Aleksander Morozova x Reader (xAlina)

Perfect - Darkling x Reader

Necessary evil - Darkling x Inferni!Reader

King of the Seven Seas - Atlantean king!Alfie x Reader

Don't you f*cking dare - chef!Alfie Solomons x manager!Reader

Do you doubt me? - James Delaney x Strange!Reader

Remedy - James Delaney x Reader

Unexpected - Matt Murdock x Reader x Elektra

Sweet torment - Alfie Solomons x Reader

Mr CEO - Billy Russo x Reader

Complications - Darkling x reader

Preying on you tonight - werewolf!Billy Russo x Reader

Sweet victory - Jake Seresin x Reader

The fun kind - Jake Seresin x Reader

Catch me if you can - Jake Seresin x Reader

Black and White - Darkling x Fjerdan princess!Reader

Stay Forever - Jake Seresin x BFF!Reader

In my corner - Billy Russo x Reader

Heartbeat - Milo/Lucien Crown x Reader

Just friends - modern!Alfie Solomons x Reader

That's the rule - Jake Seresin x Reader

Fire and Blood - Daemon x daughter!Reader (platonic)

The Bronze Witch - Aemond Targaryen x Daemon's daughter!Reader

Unity - Darkling x Fjerdan!Reader x Nikolai Lantsov

Risk and reward - Jake Seresin x Reader

Late night visit - Aemond x Reader

Peace offering - Aemond x Reader

The first warning - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Stay with me - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Like calls to like - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Darkest hearts - Darkling x Nikolai's twin!Reader

Nothing - Darkling x Grisha!Reader

Heartbreak - Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Reader

The eternity of this day - Darkling x Sun Summoner!Reader

A dream come true - Eames x Reader

A debt to be paid - Aemond x Reader

Honourable Quest - Xenk Yendar x Reader

Honouring a Debt - Xenk Yendar x Reader

Sacrifice of Honour - Xenk Yendar x Reader

My Queen - Daemon Targaryen x Stark!Reader

Naru - Sesshōmaru x modern!Reader

Fire and Blood, Ashes and Dust - Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

Give him to me - Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

The Taming of the Dragon - Daemon Targaryen x Stark!Reader

The day you died - supervillain!Darkling x superhero!Reader

#wip tag game #i'm the worst #🙈

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otomefoxystar · 3 months

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Duty of a Princess - Chapter 2

Fandom : Ikemen Vampire

Pairing : Arthur X MC

Genre : NSFW, Angst

TW: Break- up

Author notes: Smut in this chapter, minors be warned.

The stupid letter could wait. Arthur had to go to you and go to you now. He rode fast and with purpose. Your horse was already tied up when he got there. You were sitting next to the pound, throwing flower petals in. You turned when you heard someone walking. Upon seeing Arthur, you choked out a sob and ran into his strong arms. He wrapped you into his warmth, taking in your scent as you took in his. Both of your eyes wet and red from crying. You finally looked up at him. Seeing the tears running down his face, you wiped them away and kissed him hard. moving your lips together. There was no need for words; you knew what the other was thinking. This was the last time you could be together like this. This. Was. Goodbye.

You pulled away, and Arthur rubbed his nose against yours and pressed your foreheads together. "You," he said with a shaky voice, "are the love of my life. I will never love anyone the way that I love you." That only made you cry harder. "And you are mine, my light, my safe place." Your heart was breaking. "If only we could run away together, I would go, no questions asked." He shook his head with a pained face, "No. This relationship was doomed, to begin with. I knew you were the Princess and had duties to your family, but I couldn't stay away.

Now, my love." He cupped your face, backing up and looking at you. "Do what you must do, and I hope you can love this man one day. All I want is for you to be happy. I know this is hard right now, and we are both hurting. It will get easier." Another tearful kiss. "Arthur, you must promise me something. Move on. Find love again. I might not have that luxury, but you do. Find a woman you love as much as me or more." He shook his head vigorously. "Promise me, Arthur." He moved his hands to your hands, entwining their fingers. "I promise I'll try."

You shook your head. "That's not good enough!" He sniffled, "That's all you're going to get." You laid your head on his chest, listening to his nervous heartbeat. "Let's not be sad anymore and make the most of our time together." You lifted your head, looking him in the eyes, and he grinned.

You knew what he what he was suggesting. He wanted to take you into town. "Someone will recognize me." He kissed you tenderly on the forehead, taking your cloak off and putting his own on your shoulders, covering your head with it. "Not if they can't see your face." He gave you his signature cheeky smile, and you just gazed at him. "Follow me." He mounted his horse and rode into town with you following not far behind him.

Hearing the hustle and bustle of the town amazed You. It's only on special occasions that you go into town, and it's been a long time. You dismounted your horse as Arthur put his horse away. You looked around, feeling nervous that the townspeople would recognize you. Arthur came back, offering his arm to you. "No need to worry, Luv, let's walk." He took you around the town, strolling slowly, stealing small kisses. He bought a dessert to share with you. He poked your nose when you got cream on it.

You noticed the sun starting to set and looked at Arthur sadly. He shook his head. "No, not yet." He led you to an Inn and stopped in front of the door, searching your eyes, looking at you sincerely. "Stay with me tonight." You looked up, realizing where he had taken you. "You didn't even need to ask." You beamed at him, taking his hand in yours.

You walked into the inn, and Arthur requested a room as you stood in the back with your head down, hoping no one recognized you, especially at an inn with the King's scribe. You walked up the steps hand in hand to your room. Arthur shut and locked the door when you were inside the room. The lock made a noise louder than it should have been. The atmosphere quickly changed, and you weren't sure what to do with yourself or what to say.

You looked at each other, and he lowered the cloak from your head,

brushing your hair behind your ear. "Can I have you? If this is the last time I can be with you, I want to etch myself into your entire being." He moved closer, cupping your face and kissing you with all the passion and determination he had. "Let me love you one last time." You kissed his nose, "I would never say no to you, Arthur." He arched an eyebrow. He knew that if anyone found out he had deflowered the Princess, it would be his head on a stick. "It's different for you. You're the Princess. You should say no, but I want to be greedy tonight."

You smiled softly, "Then be greedy." He took off the cloak and kissed your lips sensually. This was a different type of kiss. He had never kissed you like that before. He pulled away, looked you in the eyes, and cupped your face with his large hands. " Close your eyes." Doing as he asked, you closed your eyes, and he placed a kiss on each of your eyelids.

It was clear that he loved you just as much as you loved him. He placed gentle kisses upon you, moving to your neck, eliciting a moan from you. Your cheeks turned red from embarrassment, and you turned your head away. Too immersed in tasting your skin, he didn't notice your embarrassment.

Moving behind you, he moved your long, wavy hair off your neck to lay over your shoulder. He kissed the back of your neck. He moved his hands to your arms, his fingertips moving down your arms. Then to your waist. He moved his hands up your curves. You started breathing heavily. " Are you nervous?" You swallowed, " Yes, but I want to be with you." He kissed your cheek. " I'll try to make you as comfortable as possible."

His hands, still on your sides, released you and went to the ties on your corset; he removed the ties one eyelet at a time until he slid it off your body. Feeling an overwhelming urge to kiss his lips, you turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck, looking him in the eyes and then crashing your lips to his. He helped you remove every piece of clothing until you were only your dressing gown. You discarded Arthur's clothing as he had done to you. Unable to resist, you smoothed your hands down his solid chest. You put your hand over his thumping heartbeat. He grasped your wrist. "It beats for only for you." Arthur helped You out of your last article of clothing, and instinctively, you crossed your arms, covering your chest. He smiled at how innocent you were. He picked you up, placing you gently on the bed, and laid on the bed next to you.

Looking at you softly, he traced the outline of your face with his finger. Running it over your soft eyelids and down the bridge of your nose. "I want to memorize you." Your legs entwined with his, you reached up, putting your hand on his cheek and kissing him. Then, put your head on his chest. "This will always be my safe place." You kissed his chest and felt a warm wetness fall onto your shoulder. You looked up, seeing the tears run down his face, and tears filled your eyes. "I love you; I will always love you. Even if we can't be together, I will still love you. I want you to know that." He gave you a tearful kiss. "I don't want to leave you, Arthur. I love you too much." He bit his lip, his blue eyes searching yours. "Just be with me here and now, and let's forget what tomorrow will bring." You cuddled into his chest and kissed his collarbones.

The sun had set, and a dark curtain fell upon the two lovers. Arthur kissed the top of your head, then lifted your head so you were looking at him. He kissed you with a passion he had never kissed you with before. His tongue twined with yours, his teeth nipping your bottom lip as he pulled away. His hand was on the back of your neck, your hair in his fingers.

He kissed along your jaw to your neck, and a moan and a sigh escaped your lips. "You like that, don't you?" You nodded, feeling unable to speak. He bit and kissed, careful not to leave any marks but still providing you pleasure. Distracted by his lips, you felt his hands caress the curves of your body, and you tensed. "relax. If you don't like it, I'll stop." Your body relaxed, letting him continue with his explorations. His hand smoothes over your belly and glides slowly up till it halts, and he stops his ministrations on your neck, turns you on your back, and sits between your legs. You knew the position change that things were about to heat up. There was no turning back now, not that you'd want to.

His hands cup your soft breasts, and you gasp. Not used to being touched there. He squeezes and massages your supple breasts, gauging your reaction, and your breath hitches. His fingers pinch your nipples, and heat flows through you, and you moan as he twists your nipples. His length beginning to harden. He bends down and takes a nipple in his mouth, lightly biting and circling the areola with the tip of his tongue. He does the same to the other side.

He kisses your lips and bends by your ear. "I'm going to touch you now." You nod with nervousness and lust filling you. He occupies your mouth as his hand slides down till it reaches your heat, and he cups it, startling you a bit, but him touching you there makes you tingle all over. he takes two fingers and moves through your folds. It felt different from when you touched yourself thinking of him. To actually be touched by him was so so much better.

"my love?" You looked at him, "can I put my fingers inside of you?" You nodded as you breathed heavily. As he gently slid a finger inside of you, the invasion felt better than you thought. He began thrusting his finger inside of you, and as you panted at the way he was making you feel., he was getting harder by the second. He added a second finger and was thrusting his fingers in gently. Desire was completely consuming you. You had never this way before, a physical need for him. Arthur pinched your nipples again, making your desire for him insatiable. He withdrew his fingers from you, and you suddenly felt too empty.

Arthur hovered over you and gave you another fiery kiss, his hardness touching against your thigh. It made you both excited and scared. When he released your lips, he cupped your cheek. "Will you let me make love to you?" There was no hesitation; you wanted this so badly. "Yes," you replied; he looked into your eyes, searching, "Are you sure?" You kissed his nose, "I'm sure. I want this. I want you." He kissed you, his tongue delving into your mouth. "I love you." He said as he nuzzled his face in your neck and kissed you there.

He spread your legs so that he was at your center; he ran his length down in between your folds, putting the right amount of pressure on your clit to cause you to shiver with pleasure for a moment. Once his length met with your entrance, he put his hands in yours, entwining your fingers together. "This will probably hurt." You creased your eyebrows, and he pressed his lips to yours, his tongue diving into your mouth to distract you. He pushed in gently, just the tip entering your warm cavern. Trying to be gentle, he slid in slowly, only allowing a little at a time. It had been relatively easy thus far, and you had no pain until he hit a wall. You winced in pain, and Arthur stopped, not wanting to cause you pain, but he knew it was going to happen. " Should we stop?" He asked

You shook your head, " No, I want to keep going. I want this, Arthur; I want to be one with you." He smoothed your hair back. "I want that too." He pushed forward, and you squeezed his hands tightly and shut your eyes tight as you went through the motions of the pain washing over you; you hadn't even realized he had finally connected fully with you. When he smoothed your hair and kissed your forehead, you opened your eyes. he looked at you worriedly. "How are you?" Your brows still furrowed, "I don't know? The pain is starting to subside." He smiled softly. " I hope it didn't hurt too badly." You leaned up and kissed him."Make love to me, Arthur, just go slow." He bent down and gave you sweet kisses. "I will"

He pulled back and thrust back in. He kept his promise and went slow, but soon you were feeling this insatiable desire for more and your hips bucked, trying to get closer to him. "You can go faster now. Please go faster." Arthur smiled, "It's starting to feel good, isn't it?" You nodded. He sped up his pace, and your hips lifted in time for his thrusts; your bodies were in perfect sync. He lifted one of your legs and placed it over his hip. The new angle had you reeling. Your moans were loud and frequent, adding to Arthur's pleasure and urging him to give you more.

Soon, you began to heat up. You felt the wave of heat from the crown of your head down to your toes. Arthur felt the pulsing of your walls, signaling your oncoming orgasm. “Arth…ur…Holy hell!" Your moans had turned high-pitched, and your leg fell off his hip. He reached between your bodies and began rubbing your clit in circles. Soaking in the intense feeling, his thrusts matched the erratic pace of you lifting your hips.

Before you knew what was happening, Your vision went white, your back arched, and shockwaves ignited your nerves. Your walls tightened around his length, and Arthur knew you had reached your climax. With you clamped around him, it was making it hard for him not to follow with an orgasm of his own. Just as you were coming down and you let your vise grip around his length go, Arthur thrust three and then four times and quickly pulled out, his seed covering your belly. "Sorry," he was clearly apologizing for finishing on your stomach. You just smiled, glad Arthur enjoyed himself as much as you enjoyed yourself. He got up to grab a hand towel and wipe your belly. He laid next to you and softly ran his fingers through your hair. "I love you, I always will." You took his hand, kissed it, and held it close to your heart. "My heart will always beat for you." The sadness you felt was echoed in his eyes.

You both were hurting, and there wasn't anything either of you could do to ease the pain that you both felt. You looked out the window, seeing the dark blanket covering the sky with the moon illuminating your room. "You should probably get back before your family thinks you ran away." You nodded, "Yeah, I guess it's gotten pretty late." You said, melancholy seeping into your voice as you stared at the twinkling stars. "Look at me" Arthur turned your head so your eyes were locked on those azure eyes that you could lose yourself in. "Thank you for tonight. This is a memory I will keep locked in my heart forever." You kissed him hard and with need. You wanted to remember the softness of his lips, how he tasted, how his lips moved with yours.

Tears fell, not just from you but from you both. When you both reluctantly released each other's lips, you put your face against his chest, hearing the thumping of his heartbeat and taking in his smell. He put his nose on your head, combing your hair with his fingers, inhaling deeply, trying to imprint the smell of your hair. It was no secret that you were both in heart-wrenching physical pain from the impending goodbye. Both your faces were illuminated in the moonlight, making each other in awe of the other. Unable to resist, Arthur kissed you, twining his tongue with yours. He kissed you till you were both breathless.

Knowing you had put it off long enough, you both got dressed and walked back to the stables with Arthur's cloak shielding your identity. Arthur held your hand tightly the whole way, your fingers entwined intimately. No words were shared as this was the moment you both dreaded, the moment you both wished would never come. You observed him as he brought out your horse. You were rooted to the spot, unable to move, frozen with an uncontrollable grief. If you hadn't been a Princess, you could've fought for your love and won. If you weren't a Princess, you could be with him for the rest of your life. Damn, being a Princess.

When he turned around, your eyes connected, and it was as if, at that moment, you both shared the hurt; you knew exactly how the other felt. Without hesitation, he put his hands on your face and kissed you deeply at every angle, turning his head each time. This wasn't your usual kiss but a kiss of desperation. Suddenly, you both sank to the ground, your skirts in the dirt, but at that moment, all that mattered was being held by Arthur. Your eyes locked, and you threw your arms around his neck and pressed your body against him as the tears fell. Arthur held you tightly, his body tremoring with his own sobs. You remained this way until no more tears could come from either of you. You lifted your head from his shirt and noticed you had soaked it with your tears, but he didn't seem to care as he captured your lips in another heart-wrenching kiss.

When you both released each other's lips, you searched his eyes and put your hand on his cheek. "I love you." He spoke softly as he leaned into your tender touch. "I love you too, Arthur." Neither of you wanted to elaborate on the love you held for each other. You had caused each other enough pain for one night. He moved to stand up, helping you up in the process. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you against his body, and pressed his forehead against yours. "Shine radiant like a twinkling star, the brightest star. That is what I want for you." He stepped back to look at you. "I want you to finish that Novel and share it with the world; I want everyone to see your passion, your heart of gold." You placed your hand over his heart. "Because this heart is sacred and deserves so much." You pulled away and stepped up on your toes, pressing your lips on his forehead, closing your eyes tight, knowing this was it. You had to leave.

You mounted your horse, but he grabbed your hand before you could go. You squeezed his hand back, knowing this was the final goodbye. Tears rolled down your face, and he kissed your hand, his lips lingering. Reluctantly, he let go, each of your fingers holding on until your hands were empty. You took the reins, and your horse started moving forward. You looked back as you got closer to the end of the town. You watched Arthur get further and further away, finally forcing yourself to face forward. The tears broke, and you couldn't control the panic setting in.

Arthur watched as you exited the town, and as you turned the corner, he knew he couldn't be strong any longer, and he let his weakness take over. His back hit the side of the stable, and he slid down until he was sitting down. He hugged his knees, looking at the castle, knowing that's where his love was, but it felt like you were so far away. When you arrived at the castle, you were still wearing Arthur's cloak; rushing straight to your bedroom, you lunged on your bed into the pillows. Your body felt like it was tearing apart piece by piece, and you fell into an unrestful, dreamless sleep.

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welcome-to-the-end-of-eras · 7 months

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Live Reading: The Salt Miracles

I am only doing this for The Salt Miracles and not the other stories in The Winter Spirits because it's too much effort and I'm already going insane. I'm also going in 100% blind, I have absolutely no idea what it's about or whose perspective it's following, but my lord am I nervous.

I haven't even started yet but I just realised I've been calling it The Salt Mines by accident and put it in a twitter post oops-

OOO IT'S SOMEONE NEW

I STILL HAVEN'T STARTED READING YET BUT I SAW THEM REFERENCE A PRIEST AND NOW I'M GOING INSANE I NEED TO BE SEDATED

I'm chewing on glass and gnawing at the bars of my fucking enclosure

This (not) reading is more indicative of my mental illness than my actual diagnoses

If St Hilda is a fucking asylum I'm going to commit several crimes

I already love Mhairi she's so fun

Wait why is it changing to another dude Mhairi was fun :((( ik I'll probably like Flint but Mhairi is cool and I want her to write a proper female mc for once

Wait wait wait if the salt is pink it's probably Himilayan, and that along with Russia was where Mori said there was a weird no-clairvoyance zone thing so ??? I'm going to lose my marbles

Ohh nvm it's algae, that would've been cool

Okay Flint is also a priest, we have two priests now

"... I've been, you know, head first in a bucket the whole way" yeah okay this is a Pulley protag and I love him

" 'A whole...Christmas selection?' 'Nuts' " that may just become my new Twitter bio (probably not I like my Glass Onion reference too much)

He has a portable camera so this is probably taking place in like the twenties, but Kodak as a company was founded literally the same time tlfop was happening which is funny

Motherfucker are we getting animal-human hybrids???

I like fog as a metaphor, especially in tlfop, so I will probably write out something about it later

"...beehives, or cairns (graves)" this sounds like when Mori threatened Ito's wife who was allergic to bees

Why tf are there pilgrims??? Ik they're not like the Mayflower types of pilgrims, but what kind of religious journey thing are they doing???

I also want to write about the complete lack of respect for government officials and just general authority from the pulleyverse protags bc none of them have any fucks to give about authority figures

"...in his unofficial capacity as the bishop's shoulder-angel" PLS-

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was mentioned and now I'm 1.) thinking about tlfop again, and 2.) am fairly certain that this story takes place not far from the events of tlfop, because the first Sherlock Holmes book was published in 1887 and he references them as being "new:

"...now the bishop didn't believe in miracles"

"I'll be Eve in a cider factory" tbh I don't understand what that means too well rn but I love it regardless (ik Eve bit the apple and all that jazz I just can't wrap my brain around the metaphor please don't explain the Bible to me)

I auto-filled an Irish accent for Kerryn in my brain so when he called Flint "Father Kang" I thought he meant "King" for a minute

Okay so it starts December 18th, which is also the date that Mori said he would come back to Japan if I'm not mistaken??? (Edit: I WAS RIGHT AND I FEEL LIKE GOD)

But I must be slightly off because X-rays weren't invented until 1895 :(((

Also I know Kerryn is probably the secondary lead but there's something off about him I don't like, I can't put my finger on it

Either Ms. Pulley messed up her math or I don't know what an advent calendar is, because I was under the impression this was in December, so how tf has Rosemary been on the island for 38 days if she's been there since September??? She would've had to have come in November for that to be true

Flint out here profiling people by name like his name isn't fucking Flint (I also definitely laughed and thought of Batman when I read Bruce's name for the first time)

I can't handle references to the winter king rn don't do this to me-

I stopped to make dinner because I'm hungry, I started at like 5:30 and it's now like 7:35 and I have some yummy pasta and pumpkin tea (I also had like 1.5 margaritas)

I can finally use my insanely eurocentric art history class notes to explain the imagery of what Flint describes in Ezekiel's angels; each of the four creature's heads is representative of the four apostles who wrote the bible, and that coupled with the biblically accurate angels coming down from on high are clear indicators of the second coming in art, meaning the previous priest was preaching the end of days to these people

I've always been such a sucker for Catholicism in gothic media, especially when it comes to imagery, so this all is right up my alley

THE O W L ? ? ?

"...the Almighty had forgotten about the United Kingdom" she's so fucking real for that

Honestly??? The Bishop sounds like he'd be a good love interest for Flint. Maybe it's because I don't like Kerryn that much even tho he's the standard choice, but the whole "hearing them talking to you in times of stress" thing is a fun thing I like with all the pulleyverse couples and it happened with the Bishop so. Hmm.

Fliny's whole color metaphor for logic + Thaniel's synesthesia sounds like another essay for me

The optimism of Flint and the pilgrims is really going to make the horror aspect of this all hit so hard I'm excited

On that note, I love how the stones that looked like beehives so readily became cairns as the tone got darker

My computer started updating as I was making this and I was so scared that I lost everything but thank fuck for tumblr drafts

Anyways those salt rocks are a grade A prime example of Chekov's gun if I've ever seen one

The rocks are fuckin BIRDS???

The fear of machinery is something we have seen in Pulley novels before, especially around this time period, but it's just making me think of the Mars House and how that would tie in

HIMB BABY BIRD I'M ABOUT TO CRY-

N O NOT THE BIRD :(((

That was fast

"The islanders didn't leave a hundred years ago. We're walking in them." this line goes so hard, especially because it includes the audience in the "we"

OOO altitude sickness, very Bedlam Stacks-core

The cloaked devil imagery and unforgotten knowledge description is giving very much Edgar Allen Poe and it's gorgeous

I cannot say I care at all about Kerryn becoming salt but damn was it a creepy twist

And the way she physically started crumbling??? Genuinely horrifying

It took this short story for me to realise that that scene in twofs where Mori is giving his side of the argument with the priest in the future where he actually did go to the wedding, he's arguing about the story of Lot, which likely was derivative of the story of Sodom and Gomorrah. Wonder why that would come up. Hmm. A mystery.

"He could taste it -- something electric." PLS I'M GOING NUTS-

What in the fucking Cthulu-

Oh Mhairi's back!!! Yay!!!

Alright maybe I spoke too soon with the whole Bishop and Flint thing

Wait it's not Flint??? I thought Bruce was Flint for a second

Oh f u c k dude that was HEAVY

That's so nuts

I literally do not have words what the fuck was that ending

It was really good and clever and fun but w o w

Ending thoughts: I genuinely have none, that was terrifying and beautiful and cool as FUCK, and I think if Ms. Pulley started pumping out only horror novels from now on I would be in full support. It's a really fuckin out of pocket move considering her previous works and even her last short story that had a relatively happy ending but my god it was good. 10/10, very creeped out. Also the sign at the end??? Knowing Flint probably wrote that out and put it around his own neck like a noose??? That's so fucking hardcore I can't believe it. Utterly amazed.

#natasha pulley #the watchmaker of filigree street #twofs #the lost future of pepperharrow #tlfop #the kingdoms #tk #the bedlam stacks #tbs #the half life of valery k #thlovk

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oneknightstand-if · 8 months

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Okay, I gotta get this out of me.

This has honestly been one of my best experiences with an if story in years! I was so confused when I first saw the words King Arthur X Among us that I thought I was hallucinating for a second.

This is honestly one of the most interesting ideas I have ever seen and the exquisite mixture of ideas all beautifully put together make for an incredible journey.

The writing is like a nice bow to tie it all up together, it is captivating and easily sucks you into your characters shoes making you feel the horrors that they experience in a single day!

Not to say how the extra bits like the sound effect, the zalgo text and just how well made the whole stat screen stuff is done! (I didn't even know you could change what the Reset button read!!!)

In just one chapter you, my friend, have managed to not only intrigue, capture but also send my mind into a spiraling well of intrigue as I try to think about just what could happen from now on with my best friend Adrian (who may or may not be hiding more about this reincarnation business than I think) and the eccentric mage Merlin (which I fell in love with instantly even if that might be a terrible idea!!)

And to some, the extensive and heavy lore world you have made might be a little off putting for some but worry not and know that you have a slut for lore here, so please tell me all about this Arthurian style apocalypse.

I can not wait to see where you take this story and I when finally find out who my past life is (this has become like a personality test for me, I need to know)

With much love, a fan

Hey, my Lore Dump Pro sibling! We shall stand alone atop the mountain going "No, tell me *exactly* what's going on and by that I mean a blow-by-blow account in excruciating detail of the past 1500 years". And Merlin shall appease us. Because they're Merlin.

Thank you for the comment and all the compliments! I will hold this near and dear to my heart when the critical reviews inevitably start coming in.

The Camelot reincarnation *is* basically a personality test where you end up with the available reincarnation that best jives with the way you've been playing your character in Camelot. (And of course, feel free to play Camelot MC completely differently from Modern Day MC... they may be reincarnations, but they're also completely different people now.)

Otherwise, I'm not sure if the sound effects will be remaining in the final game. They haven't been too well received in the poll in the CoG forum thread. I might try a separate poll here at some point to see if Tumblr has a different opinion.

Regarding changing the game UI, CoG generally doesn't like you modding the system files when they officially publish the game (as opposed to the author posting it somewhere else like Itch.io or the IF Comp), so that's probably why you haven't seen it much.

#oks-asks #oks-logistics

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I have today and tomorrow off and it's really so weird because I'm not used to them being in a row 😭 but then I'm scheduled six days straight after that soo

i keep getting tiktoks about Book of Life and I wanna rewatch that so bad because it's one of my favorite movies. I don't know if it'd fit but I love putting my favorite characters into other media i enjoy (crossovers technically?) so i keep imagining mc and Mammon as Manolo and Maria. And then probably Solomon as Joaquin, just because he's my other favorite.

but Manolo literally sings "heaven knows your name, I've been praying" while trying to serenade Maria and it gets me every time. I have the perfect mental image to redraw that scene with Mammon and Mc but I can't put it on paper so AAAA

anyway i wanted to ask if you had any movie recs or anything because I don't know what to do with myself other than read all day tomorrow. OH AND ALSO IF YOU WERE GONNA WATCH THE ECLIPSE, A COWORKER GAVE ME GLASSES WHICH I WAS HAPPY ABOUT

- ✨ anon

I hope you enjoy your days off! I think it's always nice to have multiple days in a row... due to be an office gremlin, I always get the two regular weekend days off. I kinda have to use Saturday as a reset day because I'm so exhausted from the week lol. So it's nice to have that extra day for other things! (Usually chores in my case.)

Anyway, I had to look up The Book of Life because I have never heard of it before now. It sounds good! I definitely think you should rewatch it. And yeah, I think that's kinda how it goes with art? You've got the vision in your mind but the hands cannot replicate it. It can be like that with writing, too. It's just trying to convey to someone else the picture you see in your mind and it never comes out the same.

But it's definitely fun to do crossover ideas, like putting characters in other stories. I had a feverish few days obsessing over which Obey Me characters would be who in a King Arthur AU. It's just really interesting to consider how their personalities would change the story, you know? (Not me also kinda thinking about a LOTR AU kadsfkl.)

I'm afraid I may not be the best person to ask for movie recs? I don't watch a lot of movies. Generally I have the attention span problem lol. I do watch them occasionally, like I finally watched Knives Out & Glass Onion which I totally loved. But I suppose it also depends on what sorta genre you're into... I suppose those are like murder mystery style but they're also just very funny. Dang I'm trying to think of other movies I've watched recently but yeah there's not a lot... the most recent thing I've watched is Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon on Netflix which is so so good. I know it's like the tumblr rage right now, but I'm really loving it.

Though due to my inability to watch current movies, I have a lot of older classics that I like. Monty Python and the Holy Grail comes to mind immediately. I also love the old school Clue movie it's so good. And I'm a huge fan of Studio Ghibli movies, so any of those, but I know a lot of peeps have already seen them. Other older animated movies from my childhood like The Road to El Dorado and The Emperor's New Groove and Anastasia. Oh and of course I'm a huge fan of all the Lord of the Rings movies but I know that can be kind of a commitment. I also liked Pan's Labyrinth, The Birdcage, Coco (if you wanna CRY), The Boondock Saints (uh very bloody this one though), and I always kinda had a thing for martial arts movies like I love Legend of the Drunken Master lol but also Hero and of course the classic Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (there's a sequel on Netflix that was also very good). Oh and I did see Everything Everywhere All At Once which I really enjoyed!

Er so I guess that's more than I thought lol. But there are a lot of times when people will be like you haven't seen X movie!?! And I just hafta be like... I don't watch movies a lot, sorry??

As for the eclipse, I am not going to be watching it because I don't have protective eye wear and my eyesight is already terrible. I didn't realize it was happening until like today oops. I did see part of the last one... I think that happened a handful of years ago? I can't quite remember when it was, but I did experience it!

Anyway, I don't know how helpful any of this was, but I hope you enjoy your time off either way!

#I know a lot more about books than movies I'm afraid #✨ anon #misc answers

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chaosangel767 · 2 years

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REQUESTS OPENING SOON FOR SUMMER OF SMUT **Closed**

Hey Darlings,

My requests are opening for the Summer Of Smut event on July 5th at 12pm EST.

This lovely event is hosted by @voltage-vixen & @xxsycamore! All the details can be found here.

⛱️Guidelines ⛱️

18+ -Minors DNI

Each Character and prompt can only be requested once

Word Count may vary

Crossed out means taken

Up to 2 characters & one Prompt per request

Accept suitor x suitor, suitor x Reader, suitor x mc

please specify reader/ MC's gender. (Alice, Emma, Mitsuki will be defaults for their fandoms)

⛱️Fandoms ⛱️

IkeRev: Ray, Sirius, Luka, Seth, Fenrir, Lancelot, Jonah, Edgar, Kyle, Zero, Harr, Loki, Blanc, Dalim, Dean, Mousse, King Sandwich, Jack Sandwich, Fenray Sandwich

IkePri: Jin, Chevalier, Clavis, Leon, Yves, Licht, Nokto, Luke, Rio, Sariel, Gilbert

IkeVamp: Napoleon, Jean, Mozart, Theo, Arthur, Vincent, Leonardo, Comte, Issac, Sebastian, William

Obey Me: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphegor, Solomon, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos

Court of Darkness: Guy, Toa, Fenn, Roy, Lynt, Rio

⛱️Prompts ⛱️

July 17th - Playing dirty in a water fight | Summertime strip tease

July 18th - Blow jobs with a cooled tongue | Blow jobs on the beach

July 19th - Beach bar flirting ends in a one-night stand | Sexy summer fling

July 20th - Nighttime skinny dipping | Forgetting a bathing suit

July 21st - Quickies in the shade | A shaded affair

July 22nd - Sharing a cold drink | Sharing a popsicle

July 23rd - Hand jobs in the car at the outdoor movie theater | Cockwarming in the car at the outdoor movie theater

July 24th - Sneaking a hand into the bikini | Bonded by the bikini top

July 25th - Sleek in sunscreen | Tracing along the tan lines

July 26th - Bodies pressed tightly together in the hammock | Sex under the sun dress

July 27th - Sneaking out of a pool party | Conjoined under the water

July 28th - A summer getaway sexathon | Cumming on a cross-country car trip

July 29th - Hot skin + cold substances | The MC/LI's body as a sponge

July 30th - Welcoming the sunrise on the shore | Stranded on an isolated island together

July 31st - Free Prompt

Tagging: @thewitchofbooks, @toloveawarlord, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, @aquagirl1978, @devildomwritersposts, @queen-dahlia, @sarahann-1984, @canaria-blackwell, @ikesimp100, @kpop-and-otome, @citizensofcradle, @littlewitty, @curious-skybunny, @lordsisterxotome, @namine-somebodies-nobody, @queengiuliettafirstlady, @jihanel, @atelieredux, @violettduchess - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

See you guys on July 5th 💛🧡💛

#summer of smut #summer of smut content content creation challenge #summer of smut 3.0 #ikemen revolution #ikerev smut #ikemen prince #ikepri smut #Ikeman vampire #ikevamp smut #court of darkness smut #court of darkness #obey me smut #requests opening #chayaasks

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yuri-is-online · 11 months

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If MC is supposed to be Alice, but each character has other inspirations... could they technically also sort of be like Wart/Arthur from Sword in the Stone? Since Silver mentions we look like we could use a sword and all.

An alice x king Arthur type character would be stupid cool to look at and if it's not the case I might steal it for a personal project idk

#twisted wonderland #twst theories #twst yuu

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eadanga · 3 months

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Saint Valentine's Day

Arthur sat at the round table in thought as his knights chatted around him Hmmm…let’s see…no can’t do that

“Arthur?”

No I don’t wanna do that

“Arthur!”

I wonder if I can

“ARTHUR!” Kay slams his fist on the table

Arthur jumps “Huh? Oh my apologies Kay”

“It’s fine but what’s got you so lost in thought?”

Gawain laughs “Isn’t it obvious?” He throws a arm around Arthur “Look at that empty chair he misses his queen”

Arthur chuckles as he removes Gawain’s arm “Well yes I do miss my queen while she’s away visiting her father but that’s not all I’m thinking about”

“Oh I know St Valentine’s day right?”

Arthur chuckles “Yes that’s right”

Gawain stands “Ok fellow knights we have a very important mission to wow the queen with the most amazing St Valentine’s day surprise! Any ideas?”

The table goes silent until Yvain speaks up “I think I’ve got an idea”

****

Elena sat at her vanity brushing her hair she was so excited to return back to Camelot tomorrow. A knock came at her door “Come in”

A servant enters in “Your Majesty this letter came for you” “Oh thank you very much” As the servant leaves she quickly opens the letter

My love,

I’m so excited for your return tomorrow I can’t wait till your back in my arms again. In honor of your return I’ve arranged the St Valentine’s day ball just for you. I know you’ll enjoy it as much as I will. I love you my queen

Arthur

Elena grins as she reads the note over and over again then giggles He loves to spoil me I can’t to see him

The next day she prepares her horse for the journey. She gives her father goodbyes and heads off to Camelot. She reaches Camelot by nightfall and eagerly gets off her horse I can’t wait to see Arthur

A servant intercepts her as she enters the castle “Your majesty your not ready for the ball”

“What do you mean?”

“The king has left you a dress come it’s in your room” She guides her to the room and pulls out a dress from the wardrobe.

“Wow it’s beautiful I love it”

The servant helps her change then she helps her pin up her hair “Oh wow this is amazing”

“I’m glad you love it your majesty now it’s time for you to head to the ball”

Elena quickly heads down the hall and the guards open the door to the ballroom. She looks around and finds it empty No one’s here am I early?

She feels a pair of arms around her “I see you got the dress”

She giggles and turns around “Yes and I love it”

Arthur smiles “I knew you would look beautiful in it”

“I thought there was ball where is everyone?”

Arthur smirks “This is our own private ball”

“You did that for me?”

“Yes my beautiful wife” He kisses her hand “Now” He nods towards the musicians who play a slow romantic tune then bows “May I have this dance?”

“Yes you may” Arthur guides her into a slow dance Elena smiles “Is there more to this ball I should look forward to?”

“Oh this is just the beginning my love” He dances her over to a table filled with gifts

“Arthur these are all for me?”

“I don’t see any other beautiful woman”

“You didn’t have to”

Arthur places a finger on her lips “I wanted to cause there’s no one more deserving of these”

“Awww Arthur” She kisses him deeply “I love you”

“I love you too Elena” He grabs a gift off the table “I want you to open this one first”

Elena grins as she opens the gift she smiles when she sees the tiara inside “Arthur this is beautiful”

“I had this personally made for you”

Elena looks closer “These are the jewels from my kingdom”

Arthur smiles “Your father had them delivered so I could add them just wanted to make sure you had a piece of your home and Camelot too”

Elena wipes her tears “Arthur this is so thoughtful”

“I’m glad you love it” He puts it on her head “It looks amazing on you

“You’re amazing Arthur now I have a gift for you”

“You’re the greatest gift”

Elena giggles “But you’ll enjoy this one” She grabs her hand and places it on her stomach

Arthur’s eyes go wide “You’re”

“With child yes”

Arthur picks her up and spins her around “You’ve made me increasingly happy!”

Elena laughs “Arthur put me down!”

He sets her down gently “I love you so much”

“I love you too” He kisses her deeply

Tags: @mfackenthal @indiacater @the-soot-sprite

#choices fanfiction #choices fan fiction #choices fandom #king arthur #guinevere #arthur x mc

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 2 years

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One, Two, Three

Pairing: Arthur Dayne x Reader

Warnings: mc almost gets assaulted

Words: 3k+

Story Request from @blissyooo

Hey lovely! I was wondering if I could request an Arthur Dayne x Reader where she persuades him to train her in sword play and they bond over time (and there's a looooot of longing looks exchange when they're in public) then one day there's some sort of chaos and the Reader finally puts her training to good use and Ser Arthur is proud 😭 Thank youuuuu, I adore your asoiaf fanfics!!

“No.”

You puff out your cheeks.

“That’s still a no, (y/n).” He sighs.

“Oh Arthur, please!!” To make your acting more convincing, you even put on your best puppy dog eyes that normally do him in. Your best friend out ten years though is used to your tactics and merely shakes his head but a smile betrayed how cute he finds you. You know it, he knows it, so why wouldn’t he give into your one request of the Morning Star personally training you to fight with a sword?

This time his tolerant smile was strained as he places his warm fingers around your upper arms and holds you at an arm’s length. For years he had given in to your every wish. How could he not when he was so in love with you? This was the line he would draw though. “Your father would have my head. It’s too dangerous.”

Sputtering out a laugh, you wave off his concerned grip. “How dangerous could it be if you do it?”

“I’m serious (y/n).” He puts on a stern voice that you have only heard a handful of times.

Every time it surprised you to hear Arthur’s voice reach such a deep baritone. Reminded you that he was a man grown. Your heart, without your consent, skips a beat hearing him be so assertive. He was soon to be inducted into the king guard after all in a few months. Meaning you had so little time left with him before he was to depart to Westeros. What would you do without him? You wanted to keep some part of him with you and you had always wanted to learn how to use a sword. The best of both worlds would be available to you if you did so. Your father would be angry, yes, but he would get over it. You were the handmaiden of Ashara Dayne after all, that was a great enough honor. Your family name was nowhere near infamous as the Daynes but your father had been utterly loyal to Dorne and earned his place among the respectable men of the region.

Ashara saved you the whole ordeal of going on your knees to beg him. “Oh train her. It will do her some good.” Her lilac eyes were lit up with unspeakable mischief. Your mistress was well aware of the sweet love you and Arthur dare not speak. She was team Arthur and (y/n) all the way.

“Ashara, (y/n) could get hurt. If either of us make a mistake-“

“So don’t make a mistake.” She glares at her brother while throwing her arm around your shoulders. “And train her so she doesn’t make a mistake.”

Two against one, Arthur gave up and instructs you to be ready at the crack of dawn for exercises. Before you were to even hold a sword, your muscles were to be conditioned.

If you had known that it would take you three weeks to actually hold a sword, you may have changed your mind about learning. And those three weeks were no cake walk. By now your fingers were thoroughly calluses and you were covered in bruises daily. The first bruise Arthur had dealt you made him dubious on continuing.He didn’t like the idea that they were caused by him.

Sternly you demanded that he treat you like his fellow knights. You didn’t want him to go easy on you. You would not half ass it. Arthur would teach you the art of swordplay properly.

Muscle had firmed up your arms and legs and you were pretty sure he had checked out your ass several times.

In the best shape of your life, you were thrilled on the day when Arthur finally placed a practice sword in your hands. Another two weeks passed before finally a real, sharp bladed sword was bestowed upon your sweaty palms.

“Really? I’m finally ready?” You look up at him with cautiously optimistic eyes. Strong fingers grip the hilt, Arthur let go so you are now the soul support holding it up. There was heft to it and you knew had you not spent all those excruciating weeks training your body, it would have been heavier.

Arthur grins at you with a nod. “I mean, if you’re not ready you can give it ba-“

“No No! I know I’m ready!” Taking a step back, you position the sword behind you. Your smile is radiant to him. Both of you greatly enjoyed the time you shared together during the course of your hard work. Watching you excel made his chest swell and cheeks warm.

“Then take your position.”

Promptly you obey and move to the opposite end of the training ring. A swift pivot of your feet has you facing Arthur head on. You pull your sword in front of you in a fluid motion and take your proper stance.

“Now lets take the movements slowly the first time. Progressively it will get faster until you grow accustomed to how it feels. Then we’ll start actually sparring.” He’s incredibly serious when he states the following “These are real blades, (y/n). Weapons of death which should be respected. If I hit you with it, there will be real damage.”

You level him eyes brimming with understanding and determination to continue. He was an excellent instructor; even your father regrettably admitted that. Having two older sisters, they had dutifully married lords. Once upon a time there had been a hope that perhaps Arthur would ask him for your hand in marriage. Since the sweet age of two, both you and Arthur were never seen without the other. It would be a great honor for your family if you were to marry into the illustrious House of Dayne. Years passed though and with neither you nor Arthur prepared to cave into your feelings, your father lost hope and just let you be for the time being. You were still young after all. Things could change.

You saw the hopeful glances everyone shot at the two of you.

Mirroring his movement, you follow along with skillful ease while counting along in your head One, Two, Three, One, Two, Three. . . The rhythm matches your steady heartbeat.

You’re surprised when your blades finally kiss, the clang of it making your bones shiver in delight. With first contact over and done with, you grow more confident in your swings and thrusts. Advancing on him, Arthur grins equally excited. Light dances across his beautiful eyes, purple like the Targaryens. When you were six, you imagined life as an adult, married to Arthur and the children the two of you would create together. They would all have his eyes. You had been determined with that fact. You wanted them all to be as beautiful as their father.

So why after so many years had neither of you admitted the attraction? It was quite simple, each of you held strong to that Dornish stubbornness. Plus you had found out he wanted to join the Westerosi Kingsguard one day. That meant he would make an irrevocable vow to take no wife and father no children. Even if you knew that Arthur liked you back, he must not have loved you that much if he were willing to make such a promise. You meant little to him in that matter.

What would be the point? Never subjecting yourself to begging him to stay, you decided that you would never tell him outright. You wouldn’t let him see how vulnerable you were.

Instead you chose to use the sword to let your frustration known. A good outlet, every regret you wanted to voice was suffocated with the sound of your swords colliding with the other. Such a sharp noise that cut through your inner thoughts efficiently.

A sweaty mess after, your cheeks are near burning as you take in slow, steady streams of air. While you always braided your hair and coiled it, many strands had come loose during your session.

Chuckling, Arthur hands over a clean towel for you to dab at your face. Feeling nice against your skin, you watch Arthur go to get some water for the two of you. Even when he was a sweating mess, he was utterly handsome. His backside wasn’t too bad of a view either. You found it delicious how his muscles rolled and moved underneath his glistening skin. “You did well for your first real sword. Not a scratch or cut on either of us.”

“Hurrah!” You laugh and pump your fist into the air in victory. Just to be silly, you assure Arthur that you have all ten of your digits by holding up your hands and wiggling each one.

He checks his own hands to make sure he too had all fingers in attendance.

You join in on a united giggle. Like this you felt younger, the saccharine days of childhood were behind you though.

Sooner or later, Arthur was going to leave you for Westeros.

Very soon that day did come where you were forced to bid farewell to Arthur as he packed his things for the long journey to King’s Landing. Tourneys to induct new Kingsguard members didn’t happen too often and he had to jump on the opportunity. During one of his visits to Westeros, he had befriended Rhaegar Targaryen and Jon Connington in the Red Keep where they soon formed a close brotherhood of sorts. He had written to you of this when it had occurred, but you didn’t think he had still been in contact with Rhaegar since then. Well, you had hoped he hadn’t. Of course Prince Rhaegar would want to keep their friendship going. Arthur was hard, near impossible, not to like. A natural charisma with people, friends came easy to him.

As the attention of other girls.

But you knew that you were closer to his heart than any woman. You were assured that he didn’t having wandering eyes for no one else.

Rhaegar had informed him that through connections, he saved a spot specifically for Arthur Dayne of Starfall. He wanted his friend to take his rightful position on his father’s Kingsguard. The Crown Prince of Westeros!

A heavy ball of bitterness took root inside of you. In the end, no matter how you saw it, he was choosing the Kingsguard over a life with you.

That was why you shoot a heated glare when you spy the ship that was to deliver Arthur to Westeros. Already small black spots were loading all of his essentials onto the ship. Being high up in Ashara’s balcony, your nails pierce into the stone railing as it was the only thing that kept you from screaming at the inanimate object.

At the sight of a familiar deep blue painted trunk, you squint your eyes in an attempt to gain a better look. The metal crest of your family caught a glint off the sun’s rays.

“Ah! There you are!” Came your lady’s boisterous voice. Her hands are on you shoulders and swiftly steering you away.

“My lady, I think there is a mistake. My chest-“ You struggle to turn your head to face the open sea once more.

“There is no mistake. You’re going to Westeros with us. Well, with me specifically.” She’s even more lovely when her smile is so bright. The kohl under her lower lashes make her familial purple eyes glow. “Permission was given by your father of course-“

Digging your heel into the floor, Ashara staggers. “Wait! Why wasn’t I even asked? What if I don’t want to go?”

She steps away from you and appraises your disgruntled features. While her smile disappears , her face grows apologetic. “I thought you would be happy. You’d be able to spend a little bit more time with Arthur.”

Ashara meant well, of course she did, but you had already grieved Arthur’s departure and prepared yourself for it. You didn’t want to see anymore of Arthur lest your heart betray you. Taking a deep breath, you shake your head. “I don’t want to see him win the glory that will get him knighted as part of the Kingsguard. I want to be happy for him, but I can’t. I’m sorry. I just can’t be happy right now.”

Her hand goes to cup your cheek. “(Y/n), I’m sorry. I just was hoping. . . I don’t know what I was hoping. That both of you would stop being so stubborn maybe. In the end I guess I did more so for myself. Selfish as it may sound, if the two of you did marry, then I could keep you both close by me forever. I don’t want to lose either of you.”

This was hard for her too. Ashara and Arthur, along with their sister and nephew, were the few surviving members of the House of Dayne. They had always been a close knit family, one that you envied very much since your own family was spread all over Westeros and seemed to prefer it that way. Hardly any letters were passed between your family. They had their own lives and were simply happy you were thriving under such an influential household.

You place your hand atop of her’s and lean into her touch. “I’ll go for you to ease your pain but for no other reason. Arthur has made his choice.”

You kept to your cabin during the voyage, ignoring the longing glances Arthur would shoot you when you dared to step outside. They were tolerated with an icy shoulder that you would turn his way. Ashara was aware that there was nothing she could do to mend things between her brother and lady in waiting. This was something that ultimately the two would have to figure out themselves. She wanted to have a hand in smacking them upside the head for acting like children.

Thank the gods that the harbor of Blackwater Bay came into view. You were all too grateful to be back on land even if it was King's Landing. In your opinion, King's Landing couldn't even hold a flame to the great Dornish cities of Sunspear and Starfall. The slums were overrun and leaked to even the prettier parts of the Westerosi capital.

Your horses and litter passed through the thick of it as pedestrians strained their necks to get a glimpse of your beautiful Dornish lady who sat straight and pretty, her hand pulling back the curtain of the litter window to watch everyone gawk. Her lips are pursed in a straight line at what she sees. "I can't believe he's leaving Dorne for this."

"Technically its to serve the Targaryen king among the finest of knights." You mumble and look away from the open window. While the carriage trudged on through the cobbled streets, you hear the ringing of the bells that belonged to the Great Sept of Baelor. As if you and Ashara were being welcomed by it when the gates to the Red Keep opened up for you. The ancient home of Aegon the Conqueror. For centuries it housed the royal Targaryen family.

In the heart of the throne room, the Iron Throne’s pointed swords told of enemies that had been vanquished long ago. There seated was King Aerys. His limp, silver hair clung to his skull much more than his crown did. It slid to one side of his head, barely able to perch atop his brow. At the bottom stood his lovely sister-wife Rhaella and on either side of her were both of her sons. The youngest being Prince Viserys who was just a young boy.

The members of Aerys’ Small Council had their own respective seats off to the sides. Other lords stood behind them, probably their own representatives. All eyes were focused on House Dayne’s entourage. It wasn’t often that the Dornish leave their land. They fetishized your features: dark skin and exotic beauty. Resenting the selfconciousness that they made you feel, you keep close to Ashara in an attempt to hide yourself. Not that they would be paying attention to you. You had no distinguishable house sigil. The lords of Starfall were well known, especially the great sword Dawn that was forged from a fallen star.

Speeches lingered on for longer than was necessary as other aspiring knights puffed out their chest in such a typical alpha male way that made you and Ashara roll eyes.

When all the introductions were over, a steward has you following him to the private wing of rooms specifically for Ashara and Arthur and anyone who was in their company.

A relief, you nearly moan once your back hits the mattress of your bed. Every muscle expressed their own feelings as your body’s firmness softens. This type of exhaustion reminded you of your training days with Arthur.

Loneliness crept up on you with cold fingers that tickle your stomach.

You weren’t ready to face a life without him.

***

Rhaegar, wanting to meet the young lady who took residence in Arthur’s heart, was escorted to (y/n)’s room by Arthur himself. The young lordling was hesitant on knocking on her door. His curled fist hovered frozen in front of the wood door.

She had spoken to him, not since their departure from Starfall nor the ship journey. While she didn’t necessarily keep to herself, (y/n) loyally stood by Ashara’s side whenever his sister was out on the deck. Her eyes though, the refused to even look his way. That probably hurt Arthur more than (y/n) not speaking to him. Thankfully he had spent more than a decade in her company and knew her as much as he knew the back of his hand. (Y/n) could hold a grudge but was slow to anger. Normally she was warm and could make a room full of intense men laugh due to her bawdy jokes.

Most important to remember was that (y/n) needed her space when she was hurt or angry.

Arthur would reluctantly offer her that space. But this was a request from his prince. “Please don’t take offense if she’s not outwardly nice. It’s nothing personal. I’m to blame.”

With a gentle smile, Rhaegar pats Arthur on the back. “I won’t take it personally. I’m sure she’s lovely.”

“As much as a spitting viper.” Chuckle lowly, Arthur finally raps his knuckles against the door.

They wait.

And wait.

He knocks again, this time with worry. (Y/n) had a tendency of finding trouble. If she was by herself and not with Ashara. . .

Trying her door next, another hand maid opens it and brings back her mistress. Ashara is already dressing for dinner and had just afixed an earring on. “(Y/n)? Yes she mentioned something about going to see King Baelor’s Maidenvault. I told her the story while we were on the ship and she has been curious about it since.”

“By herself?” Arthur tried not to let the worry leak into his voice. This was a foreign country which (y/n) hadn’t visited before. While it wasn’t night yet, the sun had just started it’s crawl away from the open sky. It would be easy for (y/n) to get turned around and lost.

Ashara didn’t appear too worried though. She leaned against the doorframe a bit with a glint in her eyes. “You better go find her then, huh?” Then to Prince Rhaegar “Lovely to meet you, Your Grace.”

Rhaegar didn’t see the urgency that Arthur felt and matched Ashara’s smile. “The honor is truly mine, Lady Ashara.”

Back to her brother, Ashara placed her hands on her hips. “Well? Get to it then.”

Arthur groaned and turned to Rhaegar. “Can you show me to the Maidenvault?”

Immediately upon arrival, Arthur heard (y/n)’s distressed voice hiss out “Piss off.”

Arthur and Rhaegar stop in their tracks and watch quietly as (y/n) tried to pass through one of the arched pillars that opened out to the entrance of the Maidenvault. Candles at the base of each pillar had just been lit an hour earlier.

There’s a man, his facial features hidden by the oncoming dark, that attempted to grab her arm accompanied by a snarl.

About to surge forward, Arthur froze when (y/n) easily whipped out of his grip and took a defensive step back.

The unknown assailant growled “You Dornish whore, who do you think you are denying me?”

“I hate repeating myself. But for someone with as small of a brain as your’s, I’ll say it again: Piss off. I’m not interested in your shriveled Westerosi cock.”

That set off the male to advance on her. Much to his surprise, (y/n) smacks him with the back of her hand sending him reeling. In his vulnerable position, he isn’t aware of (y/n)’s nimble fingers encircling the hilt of his sword as she deftly unsheathed it from it’s scabbard that hung at his waist.

In a flash, the blade swipes upward so that it only slashes his chest superficially. His eyes are gaping at you, hand clutching at the torn fabric of his tunic.

Oh.

Oh the pride Arthur felt overwhelmed him and made his cheeks burst with flames.

“Get out of my sight. I’ll be keeping this sword. Only men with honor should wield a weapon like this.”

What else could he do but hightail it out of there like the worm he truly was. (Y/n) watched her would be assailant flee.

“That is the woman you are leaving for the Kingsguard? Oh Arthur you fool.” Rhaegar breathed out.

Frowning, Arthur turned to the Silver Prince. “What?”

The prince’s face is stone cold serious though, even a little stern. He had never seen Rhaegar in a state like that. “Listen to me Arthur. Giving (y/n) up for the Kingsguard will be the biggest mistake of your life. There is no glory or honor in protecting my father. No honor in taking the Kingsguard vow. At least. . . Not anymore.”

“Rhae-“

He shook his head fervently. “You are too good of a man, Arthur. And (y/n). . . There aren’t many women out there like (y/n). If you don’t wisen up then someone else will find and claim her. Please, reconsider. Win the tourneys if you must, but do not accept the gold cloak.”

Arthur’s head spun at what Rhaegar revealed to him alone.

***

Having seen all of the Maidenvault as you wished to and making sure that creep wasn’t lurking outside, you walk down the front, stone steps to find Arthur sitting on the other side of the red column.

“You always find me.” You murmur.

“Of course I do.” He rolls his head against the scarlet stone to look at you. The purple in his eyes was luminescent in the early night.

His eyes always made you weak at the knees. How irresistible the call was that his body cast out to you. From your earliest memories, you recall it had always been like that. Both of you naturally gravitated to one another.

You duck your head and return to your stride. “I should be getting ready for dinner.”

“Please wait.”

And you did. His voice was heartbreakingly gentle and it matched the contours of his face.

Arthur gets up and in a few steps he’s in front of you. His hand easily engulfed one of your’s, startling you when he kisses your knuckles. A shiver shocks your nerves at the contact, leaving you breathing heavily.

“I was told recently that I’m a fool.”

Quite unladylike, you sputter out a giggle. “Oh yeah? Was it Ashara?”

“No, it was Prince Rhaegar.”

Whatever humor that had manifested in you dried up. “Prince Rhaegar?”

He purses his full lips, running his thumb over where he had just kissed your hand. “We saw what happened earlier. Prince Rhaegar said I would be a fool to give you up in favor of the Kingsguard.”

You would definitely have to get down on your knees and thank Rhaegar profusely. “You would be.”

A curl of a smile, Arthur chuckles. “I’ve decided I don’t want to be a fool.”

“A great decision.” You grin.

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