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oosleepyfaeoo · 20 days

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A Kiss Is All I Need

Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader Chapter Three

Summary: 2 months ago, Alys, the love of his life, broke up with him. Their relationship of five years gone by a simple farewell note that she left on their, well now his, penthouse. 2 months crying and feeling like shit but that all stopped when he meet you on that dreadful clothing store.

Words: 2k A/n: Ok ngl i kinda hate this chapter T^T I've rewrite it so many times and i still don't like it but i think it's better than the other versions. Also the series will be bigger >.> I think i will add 2 or 3 more chapters.

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A huff fell from your lips as you walked up the stairs to your apartment. The moment you saw Aemond’s card, you ran into your office to reread his resume. Desperately to see if you maybe missed something but there was nothing that mentioned the famous Targaryen name.

The Targaryen family is one if not the only, most powerful House in all Westeros. They come from royalty, inherited with old money. You only knew the basics from this ancient family since you didn’t like to read or watch news or drama from celebrities. You think you only heard Aemond’s name once when the news of his relationship with an older woman came out.

Aemond seems a private person so that’s probably why you didn’t hear much about him.

Why would he give his business card if he didn’t want you to know who he was? It didn’t make any sense!

Because he knew I wouldn’t have hired him if I knew the truth before the interview.

You sigh, putting your keys on your door lock and opening it. You were greeted by the sound of your daughter squealing and laughing which made a smile grow on your face.

Putting your bag on a small table beside the front door, you walk into your small but cozy apartment, and you are met by the view of your daughter sitting on the sofa while Aemond sits in front of her on the floor. Letting the small girl play with his long hair.

A giggle fell from your lips as you stared at the ‘beautiful’ hairstyle that your daughter made. One ponytail on the right side of his head, which is held by a hot pink hair tie full of glitter, and two small braids falling on his shoulders.

Emily notices you by the door and jumps in excitement. “Mommy! Look! I tried to do a... val-valryian?” She tried her hardest to say the word but failed which made Aemond chuckle.

“Valyrian.” He corrects her.

“Yes! I tried to make a valyrian hairstyle... but I think it didn’t go well.” She pouts while looking at Aemond’s hair.

You walked to her and gently kissed her head. “It’s perfect, sweetheart.” You took a seat beside her on the sofa. “Did you have fun today?”

Emily nods and smiles. “Yes! We went to the park and ate ice cream there! And then Aem took me to a toy shop and bought me this plushie!” She grabs the green dragon plushie beside her and shows you. “Her name is Vhagar! Aem told me that he once had a BIG lizard named Vhagar so I decided to name it after her.”

“That’s a gorgeous name, Em. Did you thank Aemond for the plushie?” You raise your brow to your daughter as she hugs Vhagar.

The girl nods. “Of course, mommy!”

You smile and pat her head. “Good. Now go clean your toys so we can go eat dinner.”

Emily quickly stood up from the sofa and ran to her room, picking up toys and plushies from the floor on her way there.

Aemond also stood up, pulling down the side ponytail that Emily had done but left the two braids on which were hidden a little by the rest of his hair. He looks down at you and smirks.

“You have a lovely home, Y/n.”

A blush spreads on your cheeks. The way his voice sounds so husky and gentle. His little smirk and the way his eye trails down your form almost made your knees give up.

“Thank you.” You say while folding an orange blanket on the sofa, trying to distract yourself from the handsome man in front of you. “Look Aemond... We need to talk.” You sigh and take a seat on the sofa, Aemond following your lead.

“About?” He asks, frowning in confusion.

You took out his business card from your pocket. “About you being Aemond TARGARYEN! About you coming from a freaking famous and ancient family. And the fact that you left that part out of your resume.” You rest your head in your hands. “Why would you need this job, Aemond?... I doubt it’s because of money.”

He closed his eye and sighed. “I know I should have told you but to be fair, I thought you would notice... You know, the silver hair.” He says while pointing to his hair.

You look down at your hands and let out an embarrassed laugh. “You’re right. I should have noticed that obvious part but in fairness, I rarely watch news or drama.”

He hums in knowledge. “Look, this wasn’t my idea. It was Aegon.” He starts playing with his fingers as his nerves begin to spike up. “I’m in a really bad place right now and my brother thought that if he got me to babysit one of the sweetest kids in the world, it would make me feel better... And I think he was right.”

A smile appears on your lips as a soft smile forms on his thin lips when he talks about Emily. Sighing, you rub your hands together. “Will it be dangerous for Emily if you continue to babysit her?”

Aemond frowns at your words. “Dangerous?”

“Yes, dangerous... Paparazzies, media, etc.” You look into his eye, trying to see if there are any worries that he might be hiding. “I don’t want Emily or me to get unwanted attention.”

Aemond grabs your hand and rubs gently his thumb on your skin. “I swear you and Emily are safe. No media or paparazzi will find you.” He says with a serious face. “I’m a very private person and I have contacts that will keep your life private from the world... so don’t worry, Y/n.”

You nod and sigh in relief. “Okay... Alright, alright.”

The last thing you want right now is an army of paparazzi on your door or following you around and fake stupid stories about you and Emily on the news. You bet Nat would be thrilled and say that you should take this as an opportunity (or take advantage) to grow your business. But of course, you wouldn’t do that. You want your business to flourish on its own and by your work, not by 15 minutes of fame because of Aemond.

His hand squeezes yours gently. Your heart feels like it is going to burst from your chest at the tiny and sweet smile that Aemond gives you. The things you would sacrifice to taste his lips.

For fuck's sake, Y/n. Get a grip!

“All done, mommy!” Emily reappears in the living room, dressed in her pajamas.

You stood up and walked to the kitchen to cook dinner while Emily took a seat beside Aemond, wanting to show him her favorite cartoon show.

After a few minutes, Aemond stood up which made Emily pout. “Well, i think it’s time for me to go.” He leans down and places a kiss on the girl’s head. “See you tomorrow, little princess.”

Emily pouts and grabs his arm. “Please stay a little longer! Eat dinner with us. Mommy is a really good cooker!”

“I don’t want to bother. I-”

“Nonsense! Come, eat with us.” You interrupted him. “I hope you like pasta tho.” You the pot in the middle of the table as Emily went to grab her favorite juice.

Aemond took a seat at the table, humming in pleasure at the amazing smell of your cooking. “I love it.”

From that day, Aemond took the habit of eating dinner with you and Emily. Months go by and you three have got into a healthy routine. You would drive Emily to her school and go to work, and by lunchtime, Aemond would pick her up and take her to the park to play or to his sister’s apartment. Emily and Helaena’s kids become fast friends really quick and at least once a week, Emily goes to spend the night or day with them.

You and Aemond got also close. He would spend a few hours talking to you while drinking wine when Emily was in bed asleep. You two shared some stories from the past, him talking about how he spent the rest of his childhood isolated after the accident when he lost his eye. And you about how hard was to be a single mother at a young age, how Emily’s father just disappeared after her birth and never tried to know or pay child support.

Aemond was quite angry with your ex’s choice of actions, which was understandable, saying if he ever saw that bastard, he would show your ex the consequences of being an irresponsible bastard.

As days pass, you find yourself falling and falling for your daughter's babysitter. You can’t help but feel attracted to him. Aemond was everything a woman would want in a man. Handsome, charming, smart, and good with kids.

Your thoughts are always on him, and your dreams are plagued by his lips and hands. You know that you and he would never work, since both of you are from different worlds. Him being literally from royalty and you are just a simple common woman with a cute bakery.

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“And then, me and Vhagar would fly away and explore the world!” Emily finishes her tale while showing Aemond her plushie dragon that was ‘flying’ in her hands.

Aemond just picked her up from school and took her to the park since it was a lovely day and she also begged him to go.

Aemond chuckles and gives her a sipping cup of apple juice. “And what about mommy and me? Would you leave us behind?” He faked a pout which made the girl’s eyes wide in surprise.

“Of course not! I would take you both with me!” She takes a sip of her juice and then grins at him. “We would fly to Dragonstone so you and Mommy could marry like the old Valyrian people did!”

Aemond almost chokes on his water. “W-What?” He coughs, trying to breathe normally.

Emily gives him a side-eye. “Oh please. I know you and Mommy like each other.” She takes another sip from her juice while Aemond just looks at her in shock. “You two are always sending weird looks to each other. And I heard Aegon saying that you are always eating mommy with your gaze... I don’t know what that means, but it must be good.”

“Emily!” Aemond was now red as a tomato. That’s it! That’s the last time he lets Aegon hang around with him while Emily is there.

The girl just shrugs. “Mommy likes you too, you know... I’ve never seen her so happy since you both met.” She gives her cup to Aemond and jumps down from the bench. “You should ask Mommy for a date!”

And with that, she runs off to the swings to play with the other kids in the park. Aemond just stood there with a cup of apple juice in his hand, his eye wide in shock at the small girl's words. She sounded so comfortable with the idea of him and you married.

Sighing, he puts the sipping cup on the bag and then looks back to where Emily was playing.

“Maybe the kid is right.”

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targaryen-dynasty · 3 months

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hi babe!! first of all congratulations for 2k🥳 so well deserved!!🤍 secondly, i wanted to ask for Vhagar! Maybe Aemond as a rockstar, bc I'm kinda obsessed with that trope🤭 please and thank youu🤍

Tysm Liv 🫶🏻 Same, Rockstar!Aemond holds a special place in my heart. 🥰

Let‘s celebrate my milestone!

#2k celebration #modern aemond targaryen #modern house of the dragon #modern hotd #answered #lovely asks

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sitp-recs · 11 months

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Hey liv! Do you know any fics that have Draco (or Harry) as a bartender or that are set mostly in a bar? Thanks in advance! :)

Hi anon! Sure thing, here are some recs:

Thanks for all the Fish by dracogotgame (T, 2k)

Harry's latest break up with Ginny gives him food for thought.

The Mispronunciations of Draco Malfoy by daisymondays (T, 4.6k)

'Muggle AU where Harry is a barista and bartender and keeps running into his most stuck-up customer’ aka ‘All the times Harry managed to mispronounce Draco and the one time he got it right.’

Pub Night by sdk (E, 7k)

In a cramped loo at The Bitter End, what Harry and Draco do is only about one thing: getting off. ...Isn't it?

An Aching Soul by writcraft (M, 14k)

Draco Malfoy escapes to the Muggle world to avoid his parents, memories of the war and Harry Potter. However, some things prove harder to escape than others as Draco realises when his favourite Muggle haunt is rudely invaded by a post-war Harry who is struggling to cope with grief, growing up and the battle with his inner demons.

It's Friday (I'm in Love) by punk_rock_yuppie (E, 16k)

At first, Draco only hangs out with them on Fridays after work; then he starts shagging Potter after pub nights. Then all the rest of the gang tries to befriend Draco and even worse, Potter tries to date him. It’s an absolute disaster, if you ask Draco.

Take These Lies by pennygalleon (E, 20k)

There’s a portrait of his godfather in Draco Malfoy’s potions shop and Harry needs to know why. But that’s not why he keeps coming back.

Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires by shiftylinguini (E, 25k)

Harry Potter is a missing person. Draco Malfoy is a vampire. They are the last two people one would expect to bump into each other in a Creature Bar in Prague, yet to Draco’s absolute shock that is definitely Harry fucking Potter sitting across from him. Even more surprising is that Potter may have a case for him.

Saviour of the Seas by Booktopus (E, 45k)

For the 10th Anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic has chosen to celebrate with a cruise to Norway to view the Northern Lights aboard the Savior of the Seas. Did they actually think Harry would want a bloody cruise ship named after him?

The Pure and Simple Truth by lettered (G, 65k)

Harry, Draco, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, and Pansy go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Pansy, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Pansy―you guessed it―go to a pub. I could go on. In fact, I did. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Pansy, Ron, Blaise, Luna, Goyle, Neville, and Theodore Nott go to a pub. In various combinations.

Chasing Shadows by manixzen (E, 93k)

The murder of Lucius Malfoy seems impossible—no cause of death, no traces of spell-work, no potions in his system. The only leads Harry and his partner have are the trail of missing wizards the deeper they go. That and the help of the victim’s estranged son who now spends his time bartending at a queer-friendly Muggle pub.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #bartender AU #pub fics

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kitconnor · 2 years

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2K CELEBRATION @creatorsofcolornet event 14: aapi heritage month @nowayhome asked; olivia rodrigo + blue?

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gaytedlasso · 1 year

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We built a little house and filled it with our little dreams

But shining brighter are the moments that were in between

If I'm honest, it felt like love

And in the morning, you adored me 'til the sun went down

And then I knew you were the one I couldn't live without

If I'm honest, it felt like love

Don’t You Worry by Oh Wonder

Day One of My 2k Celebration

light - home - what if it was easy - it will be easy

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Divinity lives within my skin and my love,

I am blessed that you let me worship at the altar of your lips

“Please,” he says, “I need something more.”

More than life? I ask. Than pleasure?

“Yes,” he says, with clasped hands on bent knees,

“I need you”

He spills whiskey into his stomach, smoke into his lungs. He spill blood, his own and others’.

But he does not spill one drop of us, tongue chasing fingers so that he may take what is left of my body from my hand.

- poem by Kath @caskarass

Stolen moments of holy intimacy between Dean and Castiel

Their mutual worship knows no bounds.

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baptized in blood,

it drips from my nose

with no absolution.

what if it was easy?

Dean Winchester - patron saint of the weary

for my beloved Sana @sobernatural celebrating 2k

prompt: young Dean

inprnt / redbubble

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My #1 post of 2022

Losing love is like a window in your heart

Everybody sees you’re blown apart

Everybody sees the wind blow

Graceland - Paul Simon

Dean's heart burns in front of him. Leaving the hollow shell of what was. or could have been, if he'd shared it with Cas.

For Liv carrotfricker's 500 celebration - void/grief

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queeenpersephone · 6 years

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🌼🌸 (your choice, because i simply couldn't) Congrats on the followers, you deserve them all!! I'm mostly a laid-back girl, who tends to go with the flow and is a huge procrastinator. I'm very open-minded and tolerant and, as long as they make a first move, can be a friend with anyone! My friends say that my best qualities in that order are that im intelligent, loyal and kind and I've also been told I'm bubbly! Again, congrats on the followers and may you get 2000 more!!

aah thanks nia!!

ship: steve rogers

you two meet at the library - he goes there trying to get a break from avengers tower and you’re studying to get your phd! basically you get talking and he asks you out for coffee; he likes being around you because you’re so openminded and patient, and don’t push him about learning about the 21st century. you guys love going on romantic dates in museums and art galleries. he helps you with your procrastination because he’s a go getter and very organized. also you easily become best friends with bucky when he shows up because you’re both very loyal to steve.

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big-wet-cas-eyes · 2 years

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for day 1 of @blue-eyed-cutiepatootie's 1 year anniversary creator celebration! Congrats, Liv! 💜

prompt: rainbow🌈/raccoon🦝 (2k, T, read on ao3)

"Crossroads demon, maybe?" Dean suggests after they've gone way too long without any ideas about what they're hunting. The whole 'dreams coming true' vibe to this case seems familiar and he does not trust it one bit. He assumes that Sam is ignoring him because he doesn't want to think about the last time they dealt with this sort of thing. Turns out Sam was just too deep in thought to respond, though.

"It's a leprechaun," Sam says, standing up suddenly and shoving a book in Dean's face.

"What?" Dean replies, confused. "We've hunted a leprechaun before. The M.O. doesn't fit."

Sam shakes his head. "There's a bunch of different lore on leprechauns. Who's to say the one we found last time is the only variation out there? I think our guy is luring people to the end of the rainbow with gold, promising to grant wishes, and then killing them off when they come to collect."

"So… what? We have to find a rainbow to kill this thing?" Dean groans.

"Yeah, but I don't think it'll be that easy. I don't think the leprechaun will reveal itself purposely to just anyone unless they're a target." Sam gives him a pointed look then.

"Oh, not again." He glares at his brother, hoping he's joking.

"You've been to the fairy realm! You'll be able to see it!" Sam explains. "It just makes sense for you to take the lead here."

Dean points his finger directly at Sam's face, but Sam just bats it out of the way. "Hey man, you have no idea what I went through," Dean says with a shudder. Damn close encounter.

Cas finally decides to break his stoic silence at that moment. "I'll go with you, Dean. I haven't been to the fairy realm, but I am still able to sense leprechauns."

"That doesn't change the fact that we need a rainbow to find this thing," Dean adds with an eye roll.

"Oh!" Jack exclaims. It makes Dean jump; he had forgotten that the kid was even in the room. He's still getting used to having him around. It's almost the exact opposite of his awareness of Cas. Cas can sit there silently for hours, and Dean will be completely aware of his presence, no matter what else is going on. "I have been practicing with weather manipulation. I can't do much yet, but I can make it sprinkle. I think if we time it right with the sun, it will make a rainbow!" The delighted look on Jack's face is honestly adorable. He looks so earnest about being able to help them in such an innocent way. It's almost easy to forget the reason why they need the rainbow in the first place.

"Perfect," Sam says as he claps his hands together once. "Once the sun is up, Jack will make a rainbow. Dean and Cas will follow it and kill the leprechaun. Case closed."

"Slow your roll, Gigantor," Dean says. "We still need to get our supplies together."

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fighterkimburgess · 3 years

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The Next Day

Summary: After that moment at Fin and Phoebe’s celebration, what happened over the holiday weekend?

Words: 2k

Warnings: None

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Amanda didn’t ask Dominick to stay over that night. She wanted to. She wanted him to come home with her and stay with her and be there when the girls got her up oh too early. But she couldn’t do that. Because what they had - what they were starting - was too precious to her.

“I’ll come over in the mornin’ and do pancakes?” He asked, voice husky as their lips nearly touched again.

“Sounds perfect. The girls will be excited to see you.” Her response was rushed as she leaned up to kiss him again. Because she was allowed to do that. She was allowed to kiss him and be kissed and the only thing she could think was why had she waited this long?

Jesse was in bright and early, and even through the slight wine headache Amanda’s heart was so full it almost scared her. It felt like a dream. But it wasn’t and she was so happy.

“You’re smiley Momma. Didya have a good time?” Her nearly six year old asked - and how was that even possible?

“Yes Baby, I did. And guess what’s happening today?” She asked, watching Jesse grin.

“Are we taking Frannie to the park?” She looked up with her big brown eyes, and Amanda melted.

“We are. But before we do that Uncle Sonny’s gonna come over for breakfast, and he’s gonna come to the park too.” She barely got the words out before Jesse squealed, hurting Amanda’s eardrums with her excitement.

“I missed him!” She yelled, before running out of the room and into Billie. Amanda decided to get up, checking her phone for any missed texts but it was clear. She’d never admit to choosing her outfit because Dominick was coming over. She’d never admit she changed her shirt twice, staring at her phone and tempted to just switch it off. But with Fin on vacation because of the wedding that never happened she knew she couldn’t.

The coffee was on and the girls were watching Frozen when a familiar key entered her lock, Sonny opening the door and immediately being greeted by the girls. Amanda watched with a fond look in her eyes, the realisation that this was her family that the two of them had built without even realising it.

He settled the girls back down, the promises of pancakes and bacon letting them leave him alone. Once they were engrossed he put the groceries on the table, greeting Amanda with a soft kiss. It was the kind of kiss she had dreamed about, the two of them in their own bubble, so domestic and loving and caring. Once they separated he smiled, pulling out his ingredients to cook.

It wasn’t until they sat at the table, Billie in her high chair and Jesse on her booster seat that everything hit Amanda. She felt like she was in one of those old tv shows, where the parents sit down to eat every night with their kids, where it’s a nuclear family and two point five kids and a dog and a white picket fence. All those things she’d never thought she’d deserved. The things that, until she’d had her girls, she thought were never for her. Until now.

Once they finished eating she started the dishes, giving Jesse the cutlery to dry carefully, one at a time. Dom bounced Billie on his hip, holding her the same way he’d held Jesse. Once the chores were over they all settled in on the couch, Moana on Disney Plus now as Jesse watched in rapture. They were curled up under the same striped blanket as New Years, except this time every few minutes she felt a kiss in her hair. They’d always been close, always two magnets pulling together, but this time they couldn’t bear to be parted for any longer than necessary. She was warm and comfortable and felt herself dozing off in his arms.

Until her phone buzzed, and she groaned. Liv’s name was on the screen, so she answered.

“Cap?”

“Look, I’m sorry, I know after last night I tried to get us off this. But we’ve got a teenage rape victim at Mercy and I need someone to interview her. They tried sending a uni to her and it was a mess. Can you go do it?” She could hear how flustered her Captain was, and nodded, sitting up slowly.

“Yeah, sure. Text me details?”

“Of course. If you need to drop the girls off here do, they can spend time with Noah while I’m doing paperwork.”

“It’s fine, I’ve got someone to watch them.” She felt Dominick squeeze her hip in affirmation as she spoke. “Let me know what you know and I’ll call when I finish in Mercy.” They hung up, and she turned around to his understanding expression.

“I think it’s somethin’ to do with this blanket. Whenever we’re here you always get called in,” he murmured, accent thick in his near sleep state.

“I know, it’s unfair. I gotta grab my badge and gun, are you sure you’re ok with the girls?” In response he just kissed her nose, making her smile.

“Of course I am. We’re gonna have a great time, right Jess?” They turned and looked at the girl, mouth agape in shock.

“Momma, Uncle Sonny…are you like Barbie and Ken?” Dom looked confused, but Amanda hid her laugh well.

“Are you ok with that? Cause I know it’ll be a change, and I want to make sure you’re happy with it—“ Amanda didn’t even get her sentence out before Jesse ran to hug them.

“Yes! Cause you both smile when you’re here and Momma’s sad when Uncle Sonny isn’t here. Does this mean no more jar sauce?” She grinned as she spoke, Sonny tickling her and lifting her up.

“Do you think I’m eva gonna let you have jar sauce when I’m here? No way. Maybe we’ll make your Momma into my sous chef, how about that?” His words were barely audible over her giggles.

“That’s my job!” She panted through the laughter, begging for mercy.

“Then you help me cook tonight? Your Momma needs to go to work for a bit, but I’ll stay here. How’s that sound?” She nodded, and Amanda went to get ready. It was quick kisses to her daughters, and a slightly longer one to Dominick that made Jesse grin as she left.

Kat was already at Mercy, and the two spoke to the victim, getting her statement and reassuring her. Amanda loved her job, loved getting justice for the victims she saw every day. But moments like this when she was watching a girl - not a woman but a girl - talk about the worst thing that can happen to a woman happen? It broke her heart so many times over.

They were walking out of the hospital, notes in hand and the rape kit taken to be delivered to the lab when Kat took it from her.

“Go home to the girls. Plus, saves you paying Sienna for an extra couple of hours.” The younger detective smiled as she spoke, eager to prove herself.

“They’re with Carisi at the minute, so at least there’s no babysitter fees today. Just cleaning from his cooking.” Amanda watched the eyebrow raise from Kat, but the woman said nothing about it. They just said their goodbyes and went in their directions.

By the time she got home the apartment smelled like red sauce, Jesse sitting on the counter stirring the pot while Dominick chopped veggies. They were laughing and chatting, and Amanda wanted to preserve that moment in her mind forever, the two of them so obviously happy. She stayed away from the chefs, smiling at being allowed put the water on to boil for the noodles as she carried Billie.

It was lunch and dinner together, Dom helping her put the girls to bed that night. Finally the apartment was quiet, Frannie curled up on their laps as The Bachelor reruns played on tv. She leaned into his chest, his arm around her shoulders. It was peaceful and calm and everything she’d dreamed about in lonely nights, never quite willing to let herself want in the daylight.

“So this is kinda awkward, but my Ma FaceTimed me while you were out, cause she’s havin’ her big Memorial Day weekend cookout tomorrow and wants me to be there now they’re all vaccinated and she can hug folks again. She saw the girls, and cause she hasn’t seen them in so long she asked me to bring them too. Said she misses her god-grandbabies and wants to see them. So I was thinkin’ maybe the four of us can go out? We don’t have to tell anyone about us, but they’d love it and I’d really like you to be there—“ She cut off his rambling with a kiss, smiling at him as they separated.

“I’d love that. The girls will have a ball, and it’ll be nice to see your folks again. It’s easy to see how you ended up such a good, decent man when I’ve met them.” He leaned in to kiss her again, their easy intimacy thrilling both of them.

“This is for keeps, right ‘Manda? Cause I’m not playin’ around with us. This is real for me.” His blue eyes were crystal clear, the longing and want and nerves obvious in them. Amanda knew the same feelings were reflected in her own.

“This is real. After you said about Nicole dumping you over the phone, and then you read that speech you’d prepared…I want it. And I don’t want us having to wait another thirteen years because it’s the wrong time or something. I know West Virginia would have been a mistake, but this isn’t. I’m not ready to say it yet, but you know how I feel, right?” She pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear, wanting to look away, but knowing she needed to keep staring at him.

“I feel the same way. And it’s been seven years of knowing you, of workin’ with you, of realising that we can make this work. Our timing was never perfect, but this is as close to it as I can imagine.”

He stayed the night that night, the two of them getting woken up by Jesse the next morning. Breakfast was an easy routine where Dom just slotted into their life perfectly, bringing Frannie downstairs to pee while Amanda got the girls fed. The announcement that they were going to Nonna and Nonno Carisi’s for a cookout made Jesse cheer, Billie’s face just confused.

��They’re the best, Billie. Nonna taught Uncle Sonny how to cook, and yesterday she said I was a good stirrerrer. Plus she said when I’m seven she’s gonna teach me how to make cannoli cause that’s the tradi…tradisun.”

“Tradition, Baby, but that’s right.”

They piled into Amanda’s car, Sonny taking the driver’s seat this time. The adults intertwined hands on the drive, the traffic heavy getting out to Staten Island from Manhattan. But soon they arrived and got out, Sonny holding Jesse’s hand until the door was opened and she was swept into the assembled crowd. They greeted his sisters and parents, and as soon as Ma Carisi looked at the two of them she wrapped them in a hug.

“I knew the two of you would get your act together. Now, where’s Billie, she probably doesn’t even remember me.”

It was on that Sunday evening, a long weekend stretching ahead of them that they revealed their relationship to Dominick’s family, smiles from everyone greeting the news. Jesse and Billie were already Dom’s family, so of course they and Amanda were family members now.

And on the Tuesday morning when he dropped a fresh coffee in front of his girlfriend’s hand, bending down to kiss her, the other half of their family discovered exactly what had happened when they slipped away at the almost wedding.

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nicola-coughlan · 3 years

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valentina's 2k follower celebration ♡ for @miriammaisel

liv and maddie + name etymology

#livandmaddieedit #liv and maddie #dcameronedit #dcomsource #userjessica #userkatza #userholtz #userrobin #usercas #userpanda #usersunny #*mine #*v2k #tvedit

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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 years

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Disenchanted - Prologue

A/N: Okay…after weeks of putting this on the back burner, I decided to break it down into a four part thingy (Prologue, epilogue counted as parts here!) This is for @thorfanficwriter ’s 2k celebration challenge.

Pairing: Thor Odinson x Olivia (OFC)

Warnings: Angst, some fluff.

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Warm rays of sunlight kissed the frost gathered on the foliage away as the sky turned lighter. The garden that Olivia and her father Stephen nurtured to life after moving into the tiny cottage located just across from the only river in the town of Everwinter.

It was no ordinary garden, that place was a dedicated shrine to Sarah Jane – Olivia’s mother who had passed away two years ago from a prolonged illness. She had always dreamed of having a backyard filled with her favourite flowers, having taught her daughters everything about gardening since they were little, Olivia amongst the rest had always had a keen eye.

After her passing, Liv and her father moved out of their old family house, the memories got too overwhelming and they decided to move to a smaller home as it was just the two of them now. Her sisters, Emma and Charlotte both had been happily married for several years now.

Getting dressed for the day, Liv made her way downstairs to see her father off before he left for school. The second step at the top of the stairs creaked as usual, making Liv add to the list of things to fix in the house.

Stephen was placing his lunch in the satchel he carried to work when Liv rounded the corner to enter the kitchen to greet her father.

“It’s peanut butter sandwiches for lunch, I—I overslept!” he lied, handing Liv her morning coffee in her favourite mug before getting a bout of coughs that he brushed off as nothing, even though it had him clutch his chest and draw out a line of sweat on his forehead.

“I saw you sitting in the garden from my window, Dad. You know you can’t lie to me.”

“Sorry little one.” Stephen hung his head, a gloomy look overtaking his wrinkly features before he brushed them off and smiled at his daughter. The need to stay strong for his little girl was still an instinct that hadn’t worn off.

“I’m just mad you got to wish her first.” Pouting, she sipped on her coffee, watching Stephen put on his hat and scramble out of the kitchen.

“I’ll see you in the evening my dear. She’s waiting for you.” He waved before getting into the ratty old car and pulling it out of the driveway.

Liv closed the door behind her, gulped down the coffee and headed out the back door into the garden. As soon as the heavy wooden door opened, the sight of dew covered winter roses, daffodils swaying in the slight breeze and a few stray petunias looking bright and beautiful in the morning sun.

She looked around, admiring the splendor around before taking a seat on the hand built, slightly tilted wood bench facing the shrubbery.

“Now I know Dad got to wish you first, but I was up late last night finishing your present. You’re gonna love it.” reaching a hand beneath the bench, Liv pulled out a board covered in white cloth. Revealing it, she looked up at the bright blue skies smiling wistfully before whispering,

“Happy birthday Mum.”

#thor odinson x ofc #disenchanted #thor x oc #thor odinson fanfiction #thor series #tffw2kchallenge #alternate universe #marvel au #marvel fanfiction #thor odinson #thor odison imagine

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sitp-recs · 2 years

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Weather Warning by @sweet-s0rr0w

Draco/Albus (2022, Teen and Up, 1.7k)

This is everything, Scorp had said earlier, still giddy from the ceremony. I love you two, you know that? He had one arm around my shoulders, tugging me into him, and the other around Rose’s waist. Everyone I love, right here in one place. He turned to me, then, pressed a smacking kiss to my cheek, Rose giggling behind him. I hope – Al, he said, ardent as ever, I hope one day you get this lucky. You deserve it. Everything you want.

Everything I want. If only I knew what that was.

Happy happy birthday darling sweets! What a joy to find a friend in you and share this fandom space with your talented, creative and generous self. As a reccer I’m always looking up to to you, and I’m so happy we get to share our love for fics and creators, exchanging recs and planning sneaky gifts 😈 Today’s your day and i couldn’t celebrate it any other way. It took me a while to decide which fic to highlight - there are so many hidden gems on your catalogue but I knew Tacky had the reclist format covered so I decided to scream about your recent brilliant venture into rare ship territory.

This Dralbus fic is so very special to me: not only it was written for Liv’s Day (!!!! Still can’t believe that happened) but it has the most brilliant title and it’s a perfectly crafted new take that I haven’t seen before or since. I have a big soft spot for Dralbus as one of the sexiest, most self-indulgent age gap ships in this fandom so naturally I was both touched and excited when I saw that L felt inspired enough to try her hand at them. And holy shit, did she deliver. I can’t start this review without saying how absolutely genius and successful choice the first person POV is. I was impressed by how easily L explored it, as if she wrote Albus every day! This is a relatable and fascinating look into his character, covering a myriad of emotions within 2k - it goes from fun, light and innocent to nuanced, melancholic and contemplative in the ways just a 23-yo can experience. On that note, to me this fic had strong“coming of age” vibes, as watching his best friend’s wedding makes Al let go of certain things and consider who he is and what he wants.

That change of tune is so interesting I gasped out loud at L’s brilliant way of going into a self-reflection track while still maintaining the light, exciting tone. And here comes Draco, pushing 50, openly queer, 100% comfortable in his own skin. He’s both confident and attentive, and we share Albus’ sense of wonder and curiosity for this smooth DILF who goes from playful flirt to life advisor to first class kisser 🔥 it’s so fun to see all those sides of Draco in just a few scenes. For such a short fic this is still very well-paced and full of character and possibilities. The open ending is the perfect way to leave us longing for more while being deeply satisfied with what we got at the same time. As every fic L creates this one is a gem, both hopeful and heartbreaking in a very soft, delicate way. If you’re looking for a refreshing take on this ship with delicious characterization - cunning yet gentle Draco, bashful yet bold Albus - this is a must read!

Come celebrate the birthday of this wonderful, thoughtful friend with me and make sure to go through her amazing catalogue. And while at it, go check @tackytigerfic’s top notch selection of five faves and other recs here!

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#drarry fic rec #happy bday L!! 🎉

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evak-fic-rec-turtleanon · 3 years

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Evak Fics - Christmas 2016

Here’s 2016, where it all began. I’m a little emotional that there’s been 5 Christmases since Evak existed.

10 is for the freckles on your cheek, that I just can't help kiss. by MermaidsandMermen (6.4k words) - Five years later. A future fic. A Christmas Fic. There is smut. There is ridiculously bad poetry. There is Even. There is Isak.

Haunted Heart by flowerbedofsouls (4.2k words) - Should he unblock Even? Is he ready for this? To have his heart broken again, the day before Christmas? Hurt/Comfort. Angst.

The Way He Looks at You by anna_sun (2.6k words) - Every single time, he did it only with the promise of more. The lingering touches, the fingertips softly drawing patterns on warm skin, the kisses. They all meant the same to Isak. They all meant infinity.

Merry Christmas, mannen i mitt liv by Enochianess (231 words) - Just a little bit more fluff for the final episode. Mistletoe.

Silly Love Songs by tiptopevak (173 words) - All I want for Christmas, Isak, is you.

Mandag 13:12 by Enochianess (430 words) - Isak and Even go to the Christmas market

Untold scenes of Isak and his Even by imissedyourskin (111k words) - I don’t think this is solely a Christmas fic. This fic is a collection of untold scenes that were hinted at, but never got turned into an actual scene.

Christmas Celebration by Skamtrash (1.2k words) - What happened after the Christmas Party

For One Night (It's Christmas) by flowerbedofsouls (2k words) - Even wants to know what Isak got him for Christmas.

Fredag 15:56 by Enochianess (1k words) - Isak and Even exchange Christmas presents

The Dreams I could explore by iamjustakiddo (2.3k words) - And his heart screamed with unison, three words he didn’t dare to speak. Fluff

Even 12:43 by Enochianess - Isak and Even text

don't go against the grain, simple and plain by boxesofflowers, Eeyoreneedsahug (1.8k words) - Isak, Even, and Eva run into Isak's mom while Christmas shopping, and it brings up insecurities about their relationship that they aren't sure they can get past.

Into the light by fallingaway (4.6k words) - Isak enjoys the school break, Christmas and Even.

Søndag 12:30 by Enochianess (411 words) - Isak and Even FaceTime

sweet hymns of joy by shadeandadidas (1k words) - Eskild breathes out a breath and his entire being seems to loosen, once he realizes that they were in no real danger. He cocks a hip and shifts the frying pan of bacon, “You call me in here, practically screaming bloody murder… because your boyfriend’s parents were lovely enough to buy your stinky ass something?”

Mandag 18:00 by Enochianess (1.5k words) - Even is feeling sad and Isak goes to comfort him

It Was Just a Hashtag! by wordsarelifealways (920 words) - Even says he didn't get Isak anything for Christmas, but Isak thinks Even has already given him more than enough.

We Come From Dirt by flowerbedofsouls (2k words) - Not really Christmassy. Isak sleeps at his dad's house again, and has a heartfelt talk with his little sister Lea.

Two is company, Three’s a party by mcsyndrome (3.4k words) - Threesome. “You know what would be really hot?” Even says. He bites the lobe of Isak’s ear. “To watch Chris fuck you.” Not Christmas centric but it’s set on christmas eve.

Express Yourself by thestyleofsecrecy (1.3k words) - Isak and Even exchange gifts on Christmas day, Even is a sneaky little puppy and Isak listens to Troye Sivan.

Our Love by Lilo_93 (22k words) - Liefde is liefde. Bij deze een bundel van teksten van skam. Misschien komen er uit eindelijk meer tags bij maar op dit moment vooral veel manxman en vrouwxvrouw teksten.

Everywhere we see silver & gold (SKAM) by Emmlan (30k words) - Life is complicated, messy and beautiful. Growing up, figuring out who you are and making sense of the experiences that have changed and shaped you is difficult. Frendship is family is support is strength. Love is everything, is highs and lows, heartbreaks and happily ever afters. Find out how Isak, Even. Eva, Chris S, Noora, William, Chris B, Sana, Magnus, Vilde, Jonas, Mahdi, Sonja and Emma navigate through it all.

settle down with me by retts (1.3k words) - Two hours later, Isak lost sight of Even. He'd been by the Christmas tree, chatting with Sana, when Isak nipped into the kitchen for beers. When Isak came back out, he couldn't find Even in the living room and his bedroom was empty. The bathroom was locked but Isak could hear Magnus and Vilde on the other side. Even wouldn't just leave without saying anything except -

das können wir ja vielleicht später ausgleichen... by inger (1.1k words) - Kleine Sequenz, was später an der Weihnachtsparty passiert ist.

we can come to some sort of arrangement later... by inger (1k words) - This is what happend later at the christmas party

One minute of light by mischief_managed_7 (1.2k words) - In another universe, Isak has cancer and it's nearly Christmas. When he starts to push Even away, his boyfriend reminds him to take it minute by minute. OR I am Skam trash and I like to make my favorite characters suffer but also love each other.

#evak fic rec #skam fic rec #christmas #2016 #arranged based on date posted #<3

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60sicons · 3 years

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hi, i'm liv and this is my blog! i try my best to make this a safe and positive space for everybody, so please, before entering, here's some things you should know:

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jeramymobley · 4 years

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Baskin-Robbins announces “Pint-Sized Heroes” charitable programme

Baskin-Robbins “Pint-Sized Heroes” programme proves you don’t have to be a grown-up to step up

All across America, there are young people making big differences in their communities, proving that you don’t have to be grown-up to step up. From care package creators, to face shield printers, and nature photography curators, Baskin-Robbins new “Pint-Sized Heroes” charitable programme celebrates the extraordinary, passionate, creative, and thoughtful young people who are giving back to their communities during the pandemic.

As a place where kids of all ages gather to celebrate, Baskin-Robbins is committed to shining a bright light on the incredible acts of kindness of “Pint-Sized Heroes” nationwide, in hopes that their stories inspire others to do the same. The Baskin-Robbins Joy in Childhood Foundation is making a US$5k/£4k donation in each hero’s name to a charity of their choice, and in true Baskin-Robbins fashion, the brand is treating them to a year of free ice cream as a sweet “thank you.”

The first “Pint-Sized Heroes” include four elementary and middle school students who are helping those in need during COVID-19 and beyond:

Fourth-grade student, Liv Khoury of Berkley, MI, has taken her love for art and photography and turned it into a way to help those who need it most. Inspired by her daily family walks and recognising how many people long to be outside, Liv began photographing nature and hosting virtual art shows, selling her prints to raise money for charity. Liv’s fans – located all over the world, from her neighbourhood in Michigan to France – have helped her raise over US$2k/£1.6k in donations for local food banks and nonprofits.

This year, Joshua Runde of Pompano Beach, FL, should have been competing in the 2020 VEX Robotics World Championship; instead, the seventh-grader is using his engineering talents to give back. With the help of his robotics coach and the money from his own piggy bank, Joshua has created 3D-printed face shields and donated hundreds of them to frontline workers from his hometown to the Florida Keys.

Seventh-grader, Jahkil Jackson of Chicago, IL, has been giving back to his community since he was eight years old and has already founded his own nonprofit. As the creator of “Project I AM,” Jahkil distributes “Blessing Bags” of essential toiletries to the homeless and senior centres in his neighbourhood. Despite having asthma, the Chicago native has safely doubled down on his cause during COVID-19 and enlisted his family to help him deliver “Blessing Bags.”

When Eighth-grader, Brayden Pape of San Diego, CA realised some of his classmates would miss meals because of school closures, he started collecting thousands of dollars in gift cards and donated groceries to supplement the meals his school has already started distributing to the community. After weeks of reaching out to as many local businesses as he could, Brayden has collected over US$5k/£4k worth of food and gift card donations to help support the children in his local San Diego community.

“We’re happy to recognise these young philanthropists and their entrepreneurial spirit,” said Shannon Blakely, Vice President of Marketing at Baskin-Robbins. “Liv, Joshua, Jahkil and Brayden have been using their incredible talents to creatively and selflessly give back to those in need. Acknowledging these Pint-Sized Heroes is our way of saying ‘thank you’ to these amazing kids, inspiring us all to step up in our communities whether our contribution is big, small, or pint-sized.”

The article Baskin-Robbins announces “Pint-Sized Heroes” charitable programme appeared first on World Branding Forum.

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