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marthawrites · 10 months

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May I please request smut with Aemond and afabfem reader saying "tie me up and fuck me hard" and OOP Aemond didn't know he'd enjoy this a lot

AND CONGRATS!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much sweet anon 💖 You absolutely can have that! I hope you see and like this dirty lil story!

Leather and Silver

Aemond Targaryen x wife reader

Word count: 2.3k+

About: There's something about your prince husband's belt that successfully drives you mad with lust.

Includes: Explicit sexual content featuring vaginal fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, improper use of a belt, praise kink, spanking, hair pulling, adult language, breeding kink

Note: Hello lovely reader! Why does Aemond's waist look like that? Why! As always, please enjoy! ❤️

There were a hundred insignificant things you adored about Aemond Targaryen. From the first day of your arranged courtship, to the day of your wedding, and through the moons that followed, you eagerly, and patiently, peeled back the layers of your dragon prince. Quiet, calculating yet impulsive when struck just right, sharp, dutiful, and fierce.

Oftentimes, especially in the beginning, you found yourself overwhelmed by the Targaryen’s and their grandeur. It was during those times you learned of Aemond's softness. The realm would likely not believe it. For how could Aemond One-Eye, the cruel prince, be loving when he coldly disregarded anything that didn't make him stronger, more clever, and better than those around him?

Together in the court you two made a handsome pairing. A graze of his hand there, a touch of his fingertips there, and a shared gaze anywhere, had you feeling like you were the only one in the room.

Perhaps more surprising than anything you learned, however, was the discovery of Aemond's eagerness for acceptance. Behind closed doors he only wanted to be good to you, to make you think him the best; to send your pretty eyes rolling closed in bliss before staring up at him in dazed wonder, his name a tremble on your lips. A thing he'd never tire of.

Aemond Targaryen was an exemplary lover.

Before him you never shared your body with anyone. So, it wasn't as if you had past experiences to go by. But, judging from conversations with fellow noblewomen in regard to their marital bed, you made out like a bandit. You were sure to tell your husband, of course, and he wasn't quite convinced until you were putty in his arms and peacefully snoring the night away.

"I swear if I have to talk to one more lady, or bat my eyelashes at one more lord, I will go absolutely insane," you said exasperatedly, running a hand down your face in dramatic exhaustion.

An amused chuff sounded from Aemond, and a little smirk tugged at one corner of his mouth. "How many times must I tell you, my darling? You needn't be so busy with everyone during these events." His voice was its normal softness as if wholly unaffected by the day's, and evening's, conversations. "Let me help loosen your hair."

"One of us has to make an effort in mingling with the fellow Houses," you retorted as you sat in front of your vanity.

"Mm… you are tired," Aemond cooed knowingly, long body easily stepping up behind you so his fingers could begin unlacing the braids and ties of your hair.

Through the mirror you smiled at him apologetically. "I'm sorry," you sighed. You relaxed against the back of your chair, enjoying the delicate tugs and featherlight stokes of his fingertips against your scalp. "Someone has to show interest and express opinions about Casterly Rock and the Lannister's decorati–"

" –it is such a bore," Aemond droned with a most unceremonious roll of his eye.

You giggled, light and happy, at your husband's reaction. Standing, you wrapped your arms over his shoulders and laced your fingers at the back of his neck. "Know what isn't a bore?"

"Hm?"

"You," you proclaimed, kissing him gently. Instantly he melted against you. A sigh escaped your lungs at the feel of his arms around you as his hands slowly trailed, pressed, and held along your body. You broke the kiss to instead look up at him, coy. "Particularly with this belt. Is it a new one?"

He quirked a brow so subtly you almost missed it. "No. 'Tis the same one I always wear."

"Hm… perhaps it's the tunic that brings it out." Indeed, he'd been donning a new black leather tunic with gold embellishments. It suited him very well. "Either way, it's been driving me wild. I think I should take it off before it makes me positively insane." You left him little choice in the matter as you began to take it off. It looped here, and buckled there, and the delicate swishing noise it made while sliding out, somehow, sent a pleasant chill down your spine.

Aemond's silhouette was a thing to behold, truly: his entire body lean and sharp like the swords he wielded, with a trim waist powerful as the rest of him. How he managed to look so effortlessly dangerous and good was beyond you.

Mirroring you, he began to unlace the belt from your waist. "Seems only fair," he said with a grin, leaning down to nip your bottom lip. Without leaving your mouth or neck unattended he began to work open the back of your dress. It pooled around your feet until you were donned in only your smallclothes and stockings. He pressed up your ribs to your bared breasts, reveling in the weight of them in his hands. "These alone make my cock twitch. Can you feel what you do to me?"

"Yes," you answered as you arched into his touch. You sucked in a breath when he pinched each of your pebbled nipples. As eager for more as you were, you were more eager for his clothes to be off. Tunic. Undershirt. Trousers. You opened and pushed everything off until his attire lay scattered across the floor, lips scarcely leaving his in the process.

"I love when you're this eager. My perfect little wife. I bet you're soaked too, aren't you? My needy girl," he growled as he yanked your smallclothes off, not bothering to unlace the ribbons of your stockings.

You hissed inwardly when the pads of his fingers brushed up through your slippery folds. He grazed your clit skillfully. Patiently. You whimpered into his chest, dragging your teeth and biting any part of his porcelain skin you could. "All for you, husband."

"That's right. All for me."

He meant to only play with you. The night was still young and he had no intentions of wearing you out too early. It had been a long evening, yes, and he was sure you had pent up stress to be released before it boiled into anything ugly. With you, he had learned, a slow release was much more effective than explosive suddenness. He knew how you worked. Despite how absolutely fucking wet you were, he still went slow.

"Aemond…," you breathed, eyes bright with delight and something he wasn't quite sure of. Bashfulness, perhaps? "I…," you started, trying to find your voice amidst the nerves your question brought and the delicate pressure of pleasure. "I want.. would you.. would you tie me up with your belt? And fuck me? Hard…"

That got his attention. He regarded you with curiosity, eye bright with challenge. He gripped onto your hips and turned you around – your back to his front – stepping towards the bed. "You want me to do what, now?"

This whole time you'd been holding his belt. Now, you dragged it between your hands as a blush bloomed across your face. The underside of his cock nestled against the small of your back, searing, and the space between your thighs throbbed. "Tie me up with it. Please..! Gods, how can a stupid belt look so sinfully good on you? It's just a dumb piece of leather but I find myself staring at it, and you, too often than I care to say!" Words erupted before you could hold them back. You blushed deeper and felt half silly. "I want… I want to feel it tied around my wrists. And.. and you, using it to use me.."

"My darling little wife, this is new," he said by your ear. He took the belt from your hands and slowly pulled it up the front of your abdomen, breast, and shoulder – mindful to let you feel every inch of leather and silver alike. A secret grin dimpled his mouth at your shuddering reaction. "So sensitive. Have you thought about this often?"

"A few times…"

He continued trailing it along your body. He did love that belt. So much so that the wonderfully worn leather felt like butter across your skin. "Put your hands in the small of your back… yeah, there, just like that. My good girl. Listening so well." He muttered soft praises as he wrapped the belt around your wrists, looping and securing, before testing the buckle of the bind. Fully secured. "Mayhap I should buy you leather garb. You look so lovely bound by it," he whispered hotly by your ear as he shoved you forward onto the bed.

You gasped, easily falling onto the mattress. Using your knees for support beneath your body, you were effectively face down and ass up for your dragon prince. The position had your cheek squished against the soft quilts. "Please, husband, I need you," you simpered, quivering, knowing your most private areas were on full display for him; wrists folded and tied together at the small of your back.

He tutted. “And here I thought I would build you up nice and slow tonight after being such a good wife in court. So charming and pretty. Dazzling everyone with your smile…,” he smirked with a tilt of his head, regarding you with adoration and lust alike. “Eat your sweet cunny real nice and slow… only after making you peak on my fingers.” His voice was lower, now, and somehow it seemed all the louder. “But that’s not what you want, is it? You greedy little thing. You only want to be bound and used as a silk whore. Like a cheap thrill.”

From your angle you couldn’t see him. Alertness trickled your skin. You yelped as his palm slapped down against your upturned ass – once on each cheek, and twice on one for good measure. Your spine arched lower; slick glistened on your inner thighs. A fourth made the back of your throat burn with unshed emotion.

“You are sooo wet,” he mocked, tugging on his cock. “All from me and my belt? I wonder what my boots do to you? My gloves?” He lined up with your pink, glistening folds. The swollen head of his cock sunk easily past your drenched opening, your walls clamping on him as if to guide him right where you wanted him to be.

Honestly you’d never given much thought to his boots or gloves, but now your mind was wandering with lewd images of both in increasingly depraved ways. “Yes! More, husband, fuck me hard,” you whined as your toes curled in beautiful anticipation. Your breath trembled in your lungs; you were shuddering beneath him.

The fingers of one hand sunk harshly into the soft meat of your hip while the other gripped your bound wrists as if he were flying. In a single movement he rolled his hips forward and wholly filled you. He was barely nestled in you for the briefest part of a moment before he pulled back, cock almost slipping out, and shoved back into your desperate cunt. Again. And again. Firmly. Harshly. Roughly. Each time his lean pelvis slapped against you his stones grazed your clit and you thought you were going mad from the sensation. If the Gods were indeed real, they were here. Surely this is what their grace felt like. Bliss, pure and simple and breathtaking, glowed within you.

Using the leverage he had over your body he pulled you into each of his thrusts. “My good girl. My cock hungry wife. Taking me so well. Fuck– you’re taking all of me so easy. My very own slut,” he growled through his words, abdomen flexing and tightening with the effort of his movements.

Your wrists swirled in their restraints, fingers flexed into and out of fists, and the back of your thighs burned from being in this position for so long. Your eyes rolled into your head as Aemond fucked you ruthlessly – just what you wanted – using your body for his own pleasure. Your mouth hung agape. Head empty. Only incoherent babbles and pleas came from you amidst the obscene slapping noises of your crashing bodies.

He finally released your hip only to squeeze into your hair. He relished your little whine as he fisted his hand, tension pulling at the roots of your hair. “Gonna plant my seed right here in this pretty little womb. Gonna fill you up with silver haired babes,” he panted, his hot breath almost cool against your skin. He was rutting into you as deep as he could, now, motions sloppy as he chased his high.

“Yes! Please, Aemond. I want all of your babes.. Fuck–!” You squeaked.

With one final snap he nestled fully into you. A series of twitching throbs echoed throughout his entire manhood and your dragon prince groaned through his orgasm. You were gifted with one at the same time; your moans of release like music to Aemond’s ears, heart, and ego. Sweat sheened his skin. His hair was skewed and messy.

Slowly, easily, he pulled free from you. “Are you okay?” He asked as he began to unbind your wrists. “You got me carried away there.” You didn’t have to see him to know a blush burned the tips of his ears, a shy grin on his face.

Once unbound, you rolled over to your back and smiled up at him, eyes glazed as you basked in the post-orgasm sensations. “More than okay,” you said with meaning.

He leaned down and kissed you with all the softness he possessed. “Good. I didn’t think I’d enjoy that so much, and I want to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”

You giggled. “I’m sure I will be sore, but it will be a good sore. Thank you for indulging my silly wish.”

“Keep thinking about my boots and gloves, my love, mayhap you can pick a favorite.” He pulled your naked body against his and buried his nose into your neck, content to lay there and pepper you with lovebites until he stirred, ready, for a more gentle second round.

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runnning-outof-time · 2 years

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Pls can you do “Why is it always you?” for some cozy fall tommy fluff?

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A Pointless Argument

Tommy Shelby

Warnings: mentions of smoking and drinking

After an upsetting discovery, (Y/N) storms out onto the grounds of Arrow House to have a word with her husband.

“Why is it always you?” (Y/N) asked as she approached the table and chairs that Tommy was sitting at.

“Why is what always me?” Tommy asked her, barely opening his eyes to look at her as she stopped in front of him. He didn’t even bother to sit up from his lounged state; his hands still clasped over his stomach and his head resting against the back of the metal chair.

“You always take the last scone in the morning, Tommy…always,” she told him, her distaste for the situation clear in the words she spoke.

“Who’s to say I took it, hmm?” he defended himself, still not sounding like he cared a great deal about the problem at hand as he shut his eyes again, “it could’ve been Charlie…could’ve been Anna,” he then tried to throw the blame onto their children.

“It was you, Tommy, and I have proof that it was,” (Y/N) stayed steadfast on her point, taking her argument a step further as she was ready to back it up with evidence.

“Yeah?” Tommy opened his eyes again so that he could look at her; to see if she was bluffing. She looked pretty serious at the moment, and he was wondering if he’d be able to get her to cave this time.

“Yes,” she nodded definitively.

“What’s your proof?” he asked her, his eyebrows raised.

“Frances told me that you asked her to bring it to you in your office this morning. You ate it with your morning tea while you were reading the newspaper,” she outlined her evidence, making sure to add as much detail as she could.

Tommy let out a sigh as he stared off at the treeline of changing colors. “I should probably hire new help now, eh?” he asked her then, his sudden question catching (Y/N) off guard.

“What? No…you can’t fire Frances,” she told him, an incredulous look now present on her face.

“She’s sold me out too easily,” he gave his reason.

“She only told me what I already knew,” (Y/N) defended the woman who worked for them. “Besides…” she trailed off then as she moved even closer to the seat that Tommy was sitting on. She nudged his thigh with her knee, making him sit up properly in the chair so that she could sit on his lap. “I’m rather happy that she actually got you to eat something…it’s been at least a week since you’ve had proper food,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders so that she could steady herself on her new seat.

“I’ve eaten this past week,” he tried to defend himself.

“A few mint leaves does not count as proper food, Tommy,” she disagreed with him, a ‘you’re being serious right now?’ look on her face.

“There isn’t a problem with eating mint, love…” He stayed steadfast on his viewpoint, “makes my breath smell good.”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but giggle at his statement. “You can eat anything you want, Tommy…your breath’s still gonna smell like cigarettes and whiskey,” she told him in a matter-of-fact tone.

Tommy rolled his eyes at her comment before he hooked his hands around her waist. She rested herself against his chest and got comfortable as they enjoyed what would probably be one of the last warmer autumn mornings.

“I will say that I like it though,” (Y/N) said softly after a few moments had passed.

“Hmm?” Tommy hummed, opening his eyes only slightly to look over at her.

“The way you smell,” she clarified, “with all these years we’ve been together…it reminds me of home now.”

The corner of Tommy’s lips curved upwards before he pressed a kiss to her temple. “You smell like home too, love,” he mumbled into her hair before inhaling the sweet, calming smell of her shampoo.

(Y/N) smiled as she curled her fingers around the collar of the shirt he was wearing. Some more time passed by silently before she spoke up again, “I’m still not happy that you ate the last scone,” she mumbled while picking at the threads of his waistcoat.

“I thought we were finished with the pointless arguments,” Tommy sighed, knowing all too well that he would not be hearing the end of this for the rest of the day.

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din-miller · 7 months

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A Clones Reflection

Pairing: Hunter x f!reader

Word count: 1.8k

Summary: Hunter is self conscious about his weight gain as life on Pabu treats him well. Spoiled with sweets and meatier food than he’s use too, his body has gone soft around the edges.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, weight gain, this is the softest smut I’ve probably ever written, insecure hunter, set on Pabu, married couple, hand job, I just want hunter’s back pressed against my chest as I jerk him off okay?

A/N: I wrote one for wrecker but it’s safe for work. I’ll link it here

It started with Omega — actually it started with Wrecker and his never ending sweet tooth and pockets seemingly full of sweets every time he visits — but it’s Omega who got Hunter hooked on meiloorun melon flavoured sweets.

From there it became a nighttime snack, a variety of berry flavours filling up the pantry. You don’t mind; you’re always able to keep their diet a healthy balance to keep their arteries clogging, home cooked meals every night.

It’s Phee oddly enough who noticed the barely there loose skin around Hunter’s waist. You’ll admit you were confused as to why she was looking hard enough at your husband’s body to notice what you hadn’t yourself and why she thought it was appropriate to point it out. Phee had laughed off the way you bristled at her comment and said that Tech’s been filling out himself too, adding: It’s a good sign, don’t worry. It means that they’re healthy. After years of ration bars they deserve to be pampered a little bit.

She was right. Not only have Hunter and Tech filled out more, so had the others. Minus Crosshair. The sniper was ever so slim still. He could gain ten pounds and it wouldn’t be noticeable.

You never brought this discovery up to Hunter. At the time it didn’t seem important. He was getting softer and your love for him wasn’t growing any less, quite the opposite in fact. While you still have dreams about the man who literally swept you off your feet when you first met, saving you from an embarrassing fall, your breath catches in your throat when he’s standing in front of you shirtless, waist a little meatier than before.

One day you walk in on Hunter staring at himself in the mirror, only clad in briefs, a scowl on his face, fingers pinching at the loose skin on his hip, that you realise that maybe you should’ve brought it up. Let him know that he’s still insanely attractive, that you constantly want to jump his bones. Maybe then he wouldn’t be standing here, eyes dark and unforgiving as he wrongly judges his body.

“Babe?” You call out, frowning when he doesn’t respond. Doesn’t even acknowledge your presence, “Hunter? I’m home, and I got us dinner.” You hold up the bag containing said food but he still doesn’t answer.

You let out a sigh, wondering how long has he been standing like this? Hating what he sees, hating what you love. You drop the food down on the bedroom dresser, by all means you should take it to the kitchen and keep it warm, but that’s not as important. Not what you’re focusing on.

You notice Hunter’s ear twitch, finally noticing you’re in the room but his eyes never leave the mirror. His posture stiffens when you move closer, his eyes darting down to his waist, frozen as he stood inches from his reflection.

Your brow pinches in growing concern, “Talk to me, riduur, let me help.”

Hunter shook his head, “Nothings wrong. I’m fine.”

You don’t believe him but you're not sure on how to press the issue, “I got us dinner.”

“Thank you, mesh’la.” Hunter gives you a quick smile, but doesn't make any attempt at moving away from the mirror.

Your frown deepens and you move to stand behind him, his body blocking himself from seeing you but you’re not concerned about that. You pull his naked back flush against your chest, pressing open mouth kisses to his shoulder blade. The muscles under your lips flex, and you give another kiss there before pulling back, “You smell nice.”

“Had a shower. Omega wanted to go swimming before staying the night at the Hazards.”

“I’m surprised she’s still allowed over after showing Lyana how to use her bow,” You joke, arms wrapping around Hunter’s front and knotting together underneath his pecs, your tone turns serious, “Any chance you'll let me in on why you're standing here basically naked and glaring at yourself?”

Hunter’s eyes narrowed in on the way his stomach jiggled at the movement and he nervously chews the inside of his lip. It takes him a few beats before taking a deep breath and quietly asks, “Are you attracted to me? Like physically?…sexually?”

You suppress a sigh, not wanting him to take it the wrong way, and you bring one hand to settle over his stomach, letting your thumb rub small reassuring circles around his navel. There are a thousand different words you could use to describe your husband's body and none of them are negative, and even if you spoke them all you’re not sure Hunter would truly understand how gorgeous he is to you. No, he’s more the type to use touch instead of words. He’d worship your body with his lips, kissing each imperfection you believe you have. That’s how you’ll approach this. You’ll show as much as you’ll tell.

“I’m a leader, I’m supposed to be strong,” Hunter goes on before you can speak, gesturing to his body, “Not…. not flabby.”

“A leader isn’t about having washboard abs, Hunter. Which by the way, you still have,” You trail your fingers deftly over his abs, his muscles flexing under your fingertips, “You’re body is changing, that's not a bad thing, my love. You spent so long surviving on ration packs and now you’re eating healthy.”

Your fingers trail down to the band of his briefs, silently asking permission. He gives you it without hesitation but his nose does scrunch up, brow drawing together, “I can’t see you.”

You press a kiss to his shoulder, smiling softly into the flesh of it as you say, “It’s not about me.”

“I’d still prefer to see you.”

“Next time.” You promise and he nods almost absentmindedly.

You hook your fingers under the waistband and pull them down over his ass, watching in the mirror as his cock springs free; hard, wet, and needy. Your mouth waters at the sight. Tossing away the briefs you pull him in closer, his cock twitching as you ravish his neck. Kissing and sucking, leaving wet trails and slowly forming bruises in his wake.

"I'm going to slide my hand down lower and jerk you off as I tell you how kriffing hot you are. How incredibly good it feels when we're cuddling, the softness of your body pressed against me. The way your skin moulds against mine as you fuck me into the matress. How just staring at your body alone makes my pussy wet."

"Kriff.” Hunter gasps, desperate for your touch.

You chuckle against his neck, licking at the goosebumps that formed at the puff of your warm breath. You slowly, teasingly, bring one hand down lower but not low enough to touch his throbbing erection, earning a needy whine from him.

“Sometimes when I can’t sleep and your out with your brothers I play with myself, fuck my pussy with my fingers as I imagine your body drapped over mine.”

“Mesh’la, please, I need you to touch me.” Hunter begs through a moan, cock leaking pre-cum down his length.

You hum at the sight, your own sex throbbing against your panites but you paid no attention to it.

“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You'd understand how desperate I am to kiss you, to touch you. This weight, this newfound softness has me instantly wet. And not in some kinky way but because it's you. It's you Hunter, that's what I'm attracted to, in every form.”

You finally move your hand to lightly trace the length of his cock earning a loud moan from the man. You wrap your fingers around the thick girth of it and squeeze the base. His mouth parts at the sensation. You let out your own gasp of pleasure when Hunter falls forward ever so slightly, hands reaching out to grab the sides of the mirror to steady himself and his upper back brushes against your hardened nipples, the material of your shirt catching them in the right way.

Now in this new position you can see Hunter’s reflection in the mirror, your smaller frame just peeking over his shoulder but it’s enough for him to moan at the lust that has filled your eyes, swallowing your pupils.

“Hunter,” You breathe, gently grabbing at his waist, cupping the extra weight in your palm that’s not working his cock, “I want you to keep your eyes on the mirror, I want you to see the way you fall apart under my touch. How kriffing sexy you look.”

He gives a half nod, hips buckling when you begin to pick up the pace, praises whispered in his ear. It's a little dry, no lube to help guide his cock through your fist, but there’s enough pre-cum spilling from his cock that Hunter’s not telling you to stop.

His eyes leave your lust and loving gaze to settle on his own body. You know he’s taking in how wrecked he looks. How bright the red marks you’ve left across his neck and shoulder are, his cock twitching with each stroke, head all red and shiny. There's pre-cum everywhere now. On his thighs, stomach, all over your hand and even a surprising amount on the mirror.

Hunter can't see much of his stomach, your arm wrapped around it to hold him firmly against your body, balancing him as he gets lost in the pleasure you bring him. He's begging for you to go faster and you obey, working his cock with swift and practised movements, knowing exactly what he needs.

But it’s not enough and Hunter’s eyes watch in fascination as he starts fucking into your fist. His entire body is on fire and it's all too much. He barely manages out a warning before his whole body spasms, hot ropes of white cum painting the mirror and your hand.

Hunter curses, hips helplessly jerking forward, cock weeping as another string of cum shoots out and drips onto the bedroom floor.

“In case there's a chance you didn't clue in,” You kiss his neck softly, helping him straighten up as his legs shake underneath him, “I'm continuously turned on by you.”

Hunter gives a breathy laugh, twisting in your hold to kiss you, his fingers lazily falling to your pants. You tisk and gently smack his hand away. He growls, not happy with the action. You press your lips to his, shushing him, “This is about you, my love.”

He huffs, a rumbling of his stomach following and he blushes, “You said something about food?”

You smack his ass, eyes rolling as you tell him, “Go clean up, love. I’ll get the food ready.”

He makes his way to the washroom, you grab the food and call out before leaving the room: “And bring the lube down for dessert.”

There’s a crashing sound from within the bathroom, a curse and you have a feeling he’ll be bringing down the meiloorun melon flavour lube you bought for shit and giggles last week.

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lightlycareless · 3 months

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okay i have a headcanon but what if y/n has this like very new lip balm that has like a really good fragrance and taste to it and naoya is like "what did u put on ur lips" when they kissed

then goes on and buy like 20 of them so she would never run out of it 🏃‍♀️

and naoya gets comments abt how his lips look fuller and hydrated but its just the result of them kissing nonstop because of the lip balm-

Hello anon!!!!!

Now THIS is something I had lots of fun writing hhahahahahahahahahahahahahhaahha specially after that dream I got with the lipstick... everything is alingning....

I genuinely believe Naoya would obsess over something like this—like, he's intoxicated in your scent, now add something sweet/tasty? He's an addict :)

Anyways, I won't say much hehe I hope you enjoy the little drabble I wrote:

warnings: tiniest mentions/implications of nsfw (smut, you know, the deed) and making out. But outside of that, nothing.

Happy reading!

Naoya would first notice something glossy over your lips when meeting up with you for breakfast.

He doesn’t think much of it, except that it looks good, and that it made your lips look even more kissable.

Which obviously, he doesn’t hold back from doing whenever possible, he literally must kiss you once every 5 minutes or he’ll die.

When Naoya eventually kisses you goodbye, off to some other boring mission he needs to do, it’s when he spots the slightest difference from your always welcoming warm and soft lips.

Now, don’t get me wrong, those things were still there much to his heart’s delight, however, a new lingering sweetness would have him dumbfounded for a moment, carefully analyzing this discovery as he licks it up, wondering…

“Did you eat strawberries right now?” You’re no stranger to eating anything sweet that crosses your sight; but that would not be the case—In fact, you’re glad that he noticed, a bright grin quickly forming on your lips as you respond.

“Nope! It’s my new lip balm.” You explain, he raises an eyebrow.

“Lip balm?” Naoya repeats slowly.

“Well actually, a lip balm and an exfoliator! I found them the other day at the mall, that time I went with my staff, remember?” He nods “I was surprised that things like these existed for lips! So, I decided to give it a chance, and I gotta say, my lips definitely feel softer—look!”

You purse your lips into a pout which Naoya doesn’t hesitate to touch with his own lips, pecking them with a gentle kiss—rightfully amused when discovering that you were telling the truth.

“So? What do you think?” you smile, but Naoya doesn’t say anything, opting to give you a kiss instead… and another, and another, as if trying to convince himself he wasn’t making things up.

And you happily obliged initially, taking in all his gestures and returning them too, until you suddenly remembered he was supposed to be on his way to work, unless he wanted to be late!—and all because you wanted to show off your new lip balm, which he also effectively removed by now thanks to his kisses!

“Naoya!” You whine, and your tone was all he needed to understand what you were referring to.

“Just wanted to be sure of the flavor” Naoya smirks. “Didn’t catch it the first time.”

“But you guessed right the first time!!” you cry back, and he gives out a light chuckle before kissing you once more. You pout. “…well, at least one of us is getting their lips hydrated…”

“Don’t be angry, my love, I’ll buy you all the lip balms that you want if that’s the issue.” Naoya promises, pecking your lips one last time before departing off to his next mission.

Even when he had the means to do so (as well as past experiences), you wholeheartedly didn’t expect Naoya to keep his word regarding your lip balms; and you didn’t really care much for it either since you were still trying out this new thing—however, as always, you seemed to have underestimated your husband’s dedication and his fixations, for he quickly became an avid fan of your flavored balms, first seen on the new stick or scrub that would “mysteriously” appear on your vanity just before the other one ended…

Or by the way he’d grab your lips hostage with his, demonstrating both his well-known adoration for you, and newfound curiosity for the new flavor of the moment that lingered on them.

“Na—Naoya…” you’d whimper, or attempt to through his incessant kissing, lips already numb at that point, as he cages you with his arms, keeping you underneath him and against the futon. “St—Stop…”

“What? I’m just trying to see if your new balm is working…” he murmurs, with eyelids halfway open and undeniably drunk in your scent and taste, desire is the only present feeling in his actions. “What is it… cherry?”

“I… I don’t know…” you blushed—but even when complaining about the breathless, heated situation he was putting you through, your lips still searched for his.

“I think so… but it doesn’t matter, we still have lots of flavors to go through…” he purrs before leaning down and closing the gap between the two with another kiss, tongue pushing past your lips and onto your mouth, diving deeper into the intoxicating combination of your flavor alongside the lip balm of the day, the newest sensation he didn’t know he needed until finally trying it.

“What will my little mochi taste like today?” Naoya teases you from over the futon as you apply lip balm onto your lips, just as you diligently did every morning.

Ever since your lips became softer thanks to your new routine, he proclaims you are now living up to that nickname, being the only one he calls you nowadays.

Not that you minded, it was certainly amongst the sweeter of his selection, nonetheless it still flustered you.

“It’s a secret.” You respond. By now Naoya has gotten you a thousand flavors, ones you weren’t even aware they could be used as balms—but given his craving to try them all out (from you), you determined to put on a different one every day just to keep him on his toes.

“Can I at least have a sneak peek?” he smirks. You giggle, shaking your head.

“Nope! Until I come back maybe.” Naoya scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I won’t be away for long, my love, just gotta pick up some things from the store. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Don’t know why you don’t ask the servants to do it…” he says. “We could be spending the morning in bed instead.”

“Because I like to go out once in a while.” You respond. “Besides, this is one of your days off, I want you to rest.”

“Why? Think I won’t be able to with you around?”

You give him a look that asks him if he’s being serious right now.

“Alright, you have a point there, mochi. Just don’t take long.”

After finishing putting on your lip balm and fixing the last details of your makeup, you begin to make way towards him, intending to bid your farewells by kissing his cheek…

Before he outsmarts you by swiftly grabbing you by the arm, pulling you down to him, careful so as to not hurt you, but sternly enough to hold you against him, wrapping his arms around you as he looks down to you, a smirk on his face.

“Naoya!” you whine, attempting to free himself from his grasp, he chuckles. “I gotta go! My staff is waiting for me!”

“Give me a kiss.” Your husband orders. “Or I won’t let you go.”

Did you really think you’d be able to hold him off from trying today’s flavor?

Luckily for him, you love him so much that you easily indulge him without much insistence, giving him a quick, soft kiss at first… until Naoya’s greediness pushes him a step further, converting your soft gestures into a more heated endeavor, his tongue quickly savoring your mouth and your balm of choice—honey, coincidentally his favorite—by gently sucking and biting on your lips, enjoying the treat his wife willingly prepared for him, until the two eventually become breathless, only pulling away when they physically couldn’t continue together.

“You’re going to ruin my make up…” You’re the first to speak, moving your face to the side in efforts to stop him from ravaging you again—how you hated being the voice of reason.

“Alright, alright…” he breathes, kissing your cheek instead. “I guess I can wait for later tonight.”

“You’re insatiable…” you hypocritically murmur, giving him one last kiss before pushing yourself up from the futon, patting away any creases on your dress, turning around to the door soon after…

Only to sharply tense up when Naoya’s hand harshly lands on your ass, a smack that resonated inside the room, making your cheeks even hotter as you quickly aim to confront him.

“Naoya!”

But he only responds to your scolding with a laugh, ignoring your flustered reaction as he goes back onto the futon, attempting to make the best of his day off by resting, until you come back of course.

Because even if he had other things to tend to, it didn’t mean you were free of his clutches.

Naoya was known to be very diligent when it came to his appearance: well-kept and clean were some of the words most associated with him. And depending on who you asked, unconventional too.

But even then, there was no denying that he looked good, liked looking good, and was not afraid to do what he wanted to continue being perceived like that.

However, even when knowledgeable of this aspect of his… something did not match one day.

It was like he had done something to his appearance, different from the norm, yet no one managed to pinpoint what it was. Eventually spurting rumors about it, whispers, all from people trying to figure out what was odd from Naoya-sama’s face, without having to ask him directly…

Until a member of his personal staff was able to notice it. And when he did, he couldn’t believe it, perhaps didn’t want to, never thinking Naoya would be that kind of person, even with his vanity.

But alas, curiosity took ahold of the poor man, and with all embarrassment and courage in the world, decides to ask him.

“Naoya-sama, pardon my intrusion, but I must know.”

Naoya doesn’t respond, never does, really. He doesn’t like interacting with those below him, after all…

The man takes it as his cue to continue.

“Um… well, I… wished to know if you… put something…. On… Your… lips?” the man squeaks out the last part, anyone else would’ve thought he didn’t say anything eligible.

But for an irritated Naoya, with senses heightened thanks to that same frustration, it was nothing but clear.

“What?” he asks, with a tone that immediately makes his servant tense up.

“No, I mean—They look good!” He rushes to explain, thinking his question had been misinterpreted into something negative. “Hydrated… and all that. They seem healthy!”

“Don’t you have anything better to do than stare at my lips?” Naoya frowns, the room seems to start spinning around the man.

“No! I mean—yes, I do!” He cries, wishing nothing but the earth to open and swallow him whole, alongside his shame, humiliation, and blatant stupidity for having thought bringing up this topic was a smart career move! What was he even thinking? Oh, now he’s going to get fired! “I’m—I’m sorry.”

“Get out of my sight.” Is all that your husband says, not that he needed to do much after that; he didn’t even get a chance to threaten him before the man was already out of the room and far away, freeing Naoya of his senseless idiocies and allowing him to continue enjoying his meal in peace.

Yet, even when the interaction between the two was nothing less than undesirable, Naoya couldn’t stop himself from chuckling, finding his observation to be particularly accurate, hoping that you’d come back soon to continue his “treatment” and wondering where else it could also work…

bigasspervert... lol also I think Naoya might've thought his staff member had the hots for him, omg 😂 I mean what else could he think from that???? hhahahahahah

Anyways, I want to write that lipstick story. Imma do it. :) Hopefully soon, after everything else...

Thank you so much for sending in this ask! It was a joy to write for sure ❤️❤️❤️take care and hope to see you soon. ❤️

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In the mood for a fic...

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1. I'm kind of in the mood for jiang free wangxian fics, where the the extent of jiangs involvement in the plot are just brief mentions / For ITMF, a longer canonverse wangxian fic that doesn't heavily feature Jiang Cheng on page. Canon divergence is very welcome but not mandatory.

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2. hi! do you have any fics where lwj struggles with his sadism? canonverse please and bonus points if they are E rated ;) @chellsky

still waters by piggybo (E, 3k, WangXian, Consensual Kink, Light Sadism, Light Masochism, Outdoor Sex, Painful Sex, Spit As Lube, Kink Discovery, Light Bondage, Internal Conflict, CQL!verse, Post-Canon, not as explicit as the tags make it sound, but still pretty explicit)

bb!Sadist by Betty (T, 3k, WangXian, Non-Sexual Kink, Sadism, Modern AU) not canon but a good read cause it's abt the Struggle

💖 Magical Marriage Ribbons series by starandrea (M, 1M, WIP, wangxian, ongoing, animal transformations, weddings) in the Magical Marriage Ribbons series, Teen!Wangxian continuously need to discuss around LWJ's reluctance to admit what he wants sexually in earlier parts that's very lovely!

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3. Hii!!! Im back for another ITMF! I've been seeing a lot of art of spider-man aus for wangxian and I was wondering if you knew of any fics with either one or both of them having spider-man powers? Thanks so much! @loveshinesbrightly

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4. hiiiii it's me again for the next ITMF I was reading a fiction and lqr said that : "He could definitely picture an alternate reality wherein he didn’t overhear their conversation, and Wangji ended up impulsively withdrawing his entire trust fund to elope cross-country with Wei Wuxian and start a new life together - all to avoid having to face the disapproval of their families." do you know any story where it actually happens ????? thanks✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ @ihaveasoftspotfora-yuan

keep your electric eye on me, babe by ilip13 (M, 6k, WangXian, Modern AU, Fluff, Falling In Love) is mostly a meet-cute fic but does involve lwj running off with wwx at the end

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5. Hey, I'm looking for some Daemon AU fics. @the-dolphin-queen

🧡 like speaking to my heart by SnowshadowAO3 (T, 613k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Daemons, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canonical Character Death, Some people live!, additional warnings in specific chapters, if you don't know what daemons are that's ok because I explain it in the author's note, also by slow burn I VERY much mean slow burn)

Daemons and Sentient Swords Comp

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6. hi! i was wondering if you knew of any mafia au fics? 💖

🧡 Rule Number One: Never get attached. by KizuKatana (E, 130k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O, Criminal underworld AU, Fluff and angst, Crime boss LWJ, Rouge criminal genius WWX, Explicit Sex)

Miscalculated Misreckoning by LadyVamp (E, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Organized Crime, Attempted Kidnapping, Murder Husbands, Blood and Violence, Violent Sex, Married WangXian, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX, YLLZ WWX, Hair-pulling, Office Sex, Desk Sex, Dark LWJ, Protective LWJ, Dark WWX, Partners in Crime, Gun Violence, Gun Kink, Crime Syndicate Qíshān Wēn Sect, Arranged Marriage, Crime Lord LWJ, Crime Lord WWX)

of demons and the good they bring by mimi123meg (M, 1k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mob, Crime Boss LWJ, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, BAMF JC, Slight Violence, not too graphic, but definitely there, Established Relationship)

Take Some Advice Paesano by FeelsForBreakfast (M, 8k, wangxian, modern, mob au, mafia the 🤡 version, humor, mistaken identity, getting together)

You & Me Baby, We'll Eclipse The Sun Series by 2501987 (M/E, 130k, WangXian, XiCheng, MIND THE TAGS, Modern AU, Mafia, Murder husbands, Torture, Possessive Behavior, Blood and Violence, Older JC, Younger WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Dark)

The Damage You Do by stiricide (E, 87k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Dom/Sub, Dark LWJ, Mobster LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Sex Worker WWX, Sugar Baby WWX, WWX adopts LSZ, Dubious Consent, each chapter has sex tag notes on it, BDSM, Sounding, Panic Attacks, Angst with a Happy Ending)

Due Process by Kytrin, Mslead (E, 279k, WangXian, XiSangCheng, ZhuiLingZhen, Modern AU, Canon-Typical Violence, Foxxian, dragonji, Genderfluid WWX, Wwx identifies as male, Organized Crime, Grief/Mourning, Hurt/Comfort, mentions of child abuse, Angst with a Happy Ending, Found Family, Reincarnation)

Naughty Kitty Go Meow Meow: An Urban Romance From The City of Dragons by Hinu (E, 160k, WangXian, NieLan, RuoXian, Modern AU, Mafia, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Dragon LWJ, Cat Hybrid WWX, Porn with Plot, Organized Crime, Pole dancing, Possessive LWJ, WWX has a Vulva, Omegas have a vagina, GNC WWX, Good Person WZL, Dark LWJ, Sexual harassment, Non-Consensual Bondage, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Eventual Fluff)

Beautiful Nightmare (Sweet Dreams) by Cy_an_Blue (E, 79k, WangXian, Modern AU, explicit depictions of torture, explicit depictions of violence, Dark LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Crime Boss LWJ, Mafia AU, Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, (Kinda but not really), Implied Sexual Content, Sexual Harassment, Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Not by WangXian, Dubious Consent, Age Difference, Kid Fic, Heavy/Dark Themes, Cheating, not wangxian, 365 days (2020) inspired, Angst with a Happy Ending, Falling In Love, Past QingXian, Minor LWJ/Other(s), Homophobic Language, Derogatory Language)

To Protect My Family I'll Give You Anything by stiricide (E, 4k, WangXian, Modern AU, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Bottom LWJ, Gangsters, Gangbang, Fisting, Public Sex, Public Humiliation, Knotting, Mating Bites, Happy Ending, Dark LWJ, Dark WWX, Spanking, Dubious Consent, Top WWX, Threats of Violence, but not between wangxian)

there is a mafia au comp !!

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7. A) In the mood for wen Ning and Wei Ying being close

B) Is there any wangxian book which is like omniscient reader's viewpoint? Fusion or similar. I just plain and simple love it to the end of the world. @whateverweilanlovechild

7A)

Truth Will Out (when caught on video) - End_OTW_Racism! by KizuKatana (E, 63k, wangxian, WN & WWX & WQ, graphic depictions of violence, modern cultivation, canon divergence, YZY abuses WWX , caught on camera, partial core removal, WWX kicked out of Jiang sect, livestreamer WWX, meet ugly, dual cultivation, smut, no war, WIP)

All Things Belong by kuroi_atropos (M, 65k, WRH & WWX, wangxian, WN & WWX, Wen WWX, abuse, whipping, manipulations, smart WWX, possessive behavior, implied/Referenced rape/non-con, past rape/non-con, WIP)

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8. ITMF superhero wangxian!! i’m not too particular on the context, be it only one of them, or both of them, or hero/villain. the more explicit the better, though 🌝

mission report by bosbie (T, 13k, WangXian, Modern AU, Superheroes/Superpowers, Fluff, Humor, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Getting Together)

a wild heart to tame mine by theroyalsavage (G, 10k, WangXian, Superheroes/Superpowers, Strangers to Lovers, bookshop owner lwj/superhero wwx, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Wangxian-typical tenderness)

Tired of the Sunset by julomaiboulomai (M, 55k, WangXian, NieLan, Modern AU, Superheroes/Superpowers, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Parent-Child Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Canonical Character Death, Also Canonical 'He Gets Better', Unreliable Narrator, superhero fights, Major Character Injury, Major Character Undeath, Slow Burn, But also somehow, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Injury Recovery, JC-LWJ Mutual Hate Society, Domestic Fluff, Co-Parenting, Making Out, well slowish burn, Fade to Black, Brief mentions of suicide, Angst with a Happy Ending, Art Embedded)

🧡 Of Ghosts and Heroes by The Silverfish (ZephyrAndTheSilverfish) (T, 51k, AS & WWX, AS/YH, WangXian, BNHA/MHA Crossover, Dimension Travel, POV Outsider, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Angst) Sort of? It's a crossover with bnha and I think a few mdzs characters become heroes in it

Free Wifi for Heroes by JJSparrow (E, 50k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, Pro Heroes (MHA), Switching, Engineer!WWX, Hero!LWJ, CEO!WWX, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Inventor!WWX, Top/Bottom Switch WangXian, Explicit Sexual Content, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fluff and Smut, First Kiss, First Time)

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9. Hi, thanks for doing these recs!

For the next itmf, I'd like wangxian in the Cloud Recesses Study Arc, kinda like Stunted, Starving Juvenility. Preferably long, like 50k+, but any length is fine!

Thank you! @moonlightflora-101

Silenced With A Kiss by NinjaKK (E, 88k, wangxian, cloud recesses study arc, flirting, fluff, teen romance, happy ending, secret relationship, falling in love, first kiss, first dates, inventor WWX, genius WWX, protective WWX; protective LWJ, happy ending, ripple effect, first time, fluff & smut, supportive LWJ, BAMF WWX, WIP)

The initial parts of 💖 Magical Marriage Ribbons series by starandrea (M, 1M, WIP, wangxian, ongoing, animal transformations, weddings, link in #2) also fits for 9, I think

O, What Learning Is! by Comfect (T, 60k, WangXian, XiCheng, Canon Divergence, No Fall of Lotus Pier, No Golden Core Transfer, Fix-It, Butterfly Effect, Fluff, Cultivation Theory, Cultivation Sect Politics, JZX Lives, JYL Lives, WWX-Typical Obliviousness, Unreliable Narrator WWX, The Undeniable Romance of Quests, Good Student WWX (for a given value of good student), Canon-typical treatment of children, Bad Parent YZY, Bad Parent JFM, Good Uncle LQR)

Three changes. by orange_crushed (M, 18k, WangXian, Fluff, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans, Friends to Lovers, Romantic Comedy, Fade to Black, Mild Sexual Content, Canon Divergence, No Sunshot No War AU, Falling In Love, Non-Graphic Violence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Sparring, Harm to Animals, Don't Worry The Animal is Fine Wangji Makes Sure of That, Developing Friendships, teenagers in love, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Blood, First Time)

Unstoppable by Netrixie (T, 149k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Eventual Happy Ending, Unreliable Narrator, Slow Burn, Minor OC's, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Wolf-shifter WWX, Resolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Romantic Tension, Fix-It, Shapeshifters, Sunshot Campaign)

In Walls of Glass by Comfect (T, 43k, WangXian, XiCheng, Good Uncle LQR, Teacher LQR, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Yet Another Butterfly Effect Fix-It, JC friendly, Family Feels, Demonic Cultivation, Cultivation Theory, Tagged CQL not MDZS, POV LQR)

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10. Hello! ITMF where WWX is super duper Mary Sue. I just read “The Darkness Before Dawn” by PsycheStellata707, and I loved how WWX was just the most beautiful, the most powerful, the most smart, the most loved, the richest, the super bamf. It was indulgent and fun. Any other fics like this?

leave all your love and your longing behind by ScarlettStorm (E, 143k, WangXian, Modern AU, no magic, Meet-Ugly, Panic Attacks, autistic lwj, neurodivergent wwx, the neighborhood asshole dog, if you’ve met one then you know, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Minor Angst, major shenanigans, Happy Ending, for everyone including the asshole dog, Eventual Smut, switch rights, Sex Toys, horny yearning, Masturbation) (link in #14)

🧡 Rule Number One: Never get attached. by KizuKatana (E, 130k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O, Criminal underworld AU, Fluff and angst, Crime boss LWJ, Rouge criminal genius WWX, Explicit Sex) (link in #6)

Whatever you do by apathyinreverie (T, 8k, WangXian, somewhat darker cultivation world, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, BAMF LXC, not Jiang friendly, YZY Bashing, wwx is appreciated, genius wwx, everyone is a little darker in this, except for wwx, Fluff, Possessive LWJ, Fix-It)

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11. Hi hi, hope everything is going well :) Sorry if this has been asked before, but for either ITMF or Fic Finder are there any good fics with Yunmeng trio shenanigans/slice of life?

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12. hello! sorry to bother you, but theres any new wangxian fic with mpreg? especially (only) pregnant wei wuxian, please and thanks! 💖🙏🏽

Hello, can you suggest any fluffy wangxian fic where wei Wuxian is pregnant. Would love it if it is long. Thank you 😊😊 @mayavsworld

In which Lan Qiren eavesdrops and gets a new nephew (and grandnephew) out of it by h0peless_oblivion (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Mpreg, Teen Pregnancy, Shotgun Wedding, Good Uncle LQR, Madam Yu's A+ Parenting, Fluff and Angst, Family Feels, Unspecified Setting, Probably ooc, WWX Has ADHD, A-Yuan is Wangxian's son, Pregnant WWX, Humor, non-graphic birth, Family Drama, The Lans love wwx, Male Lactation, Mild Smut in later chapters, wangxian's canonical breeding kink, Tooth-Rotting Fluff) it's marked as a WIP but the main story is over the rest are sides stories

My Heart is a Cavern of Longing, Please come home? by LadyVamp (E, 28k, WangXian, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, Bitch WWX, Forced Marriage, Accidental Baby Acquisition, YLLZ WWX, Oblivious WWX, Módào Zǔshī & The Untamed Combination, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Forced Bonding, Forced Pregnancy, Depressed WWX, Sex In A Cave, Uncontrolled heats, JZX Lives, Arranged Marriage, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Pining LWJ, Pining WWX, Child LJY, LJY is WangXian's son, Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnant WWX, Mpreg)

Bonded Fate by Missty0foxx (E, 19k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Canon Divergence, Dubious Consent, Mating, Mating Bites, Knotting, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Angst with a Happy Ending, Self-Lubrication, LWJ Has a Big Dick, Teenage WangXian, Time Skips, Mpreg, Caring LWJ, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Pregnant Sex, Pregnant WWX, Mating Cycles/In Heat, WangXian Have a Breeding Kink, LWJ Has a Biting Kink)

The Beautiful and the Damned by Anonymous (M, 15k, WangXian, Wingfic, Immortal LWJ, Demon WWX, Mpreg, Pregnant WWX, Wing Kink, Human JC, mmortal LXC, Immortal LSZ, Immortal LJY, Crow WWX, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, WangXian Are LSZ's Parents, Gambling, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Spanking, CNC and Dubcon elements, Mythical Beings & Creatures, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Unplanned Pregnancy)

Pregxian & Pregji Comp

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13. Hey guys hope all is well , I’m in the mood for a fix with bodyguard Lan Zhan just out here protecting wei ying idk if anything like this exists but I’m intrigued.

Thank you for all your hard work x @red-spacekitten

Bodyguard king by 74243 (E, 8k, Female WangXian, Modern AU, Idol WWX, Bodyguard LWJ, Female NHS, Platonic D/s, Loss of Virginity)

lightning in a bottle by nighimpossible (E, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, Bodyguard LWJ, Scientist WWX, Mutual Pining, Blow Jobs, (light) Rope Bondage, Kitchen Sex, Anal Fingering)

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14. Itmf for fics where LWJ has friends!! Who teases him!! And are there for him!! I've often seen Mianmian with him and I've enjoyed those fics alot!! Preferably canonverse but modern au's are fun too!!

❤️ save a sword, ride a socialist by sysrae (E, 33k, wangxian, modern w magic, college/university au, fake/pretend relationship, single parent WWX, homophobia, light angst w/ happy ending, idiots to lovers, fluff) is really good

mating rituals by detectorist (E, 16k, WangXian, XuanLi, JZX & LWJ, Modern AU, College/University, Humour, Pining, Getting Together, Idiots in Love)

correspondence of two fools madly in love by serenedebeautea (G, 2k, WangXian, XuanLi, LWJ & JZX)

forget-me-not by mellowflicker (E, 31k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Sugar Daddy WWX, Sugar Baby LWJ, Professor WWX, Student LWJ, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Secret Relationship, Age Difference, Hurt/Comfort, Chronic Pain, JZX & LWJ Friendship, Family Issues, WWX Isn't Adopted by the Jiāngs)

Orchids in Lotus Pier by Vamillepudding (G, 21k, WangXian, JC & LWJ, Canon Divergence, Romantic Comedy, Mutual Pining, Protective JC, Friends to Lovers, Misunderstandings)

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15. Hi there! Hope you day is going good!!! I need your help to find me a(lot) fan fiction with dragon lan wangji/human wei wuxian please 🙇‍♀️🥺 @mahamhere

Coil Tightly by Thunderstruck (Blueyed_Impala) (T, 50k, WangXian, Dragon LWJ, Shifters, Modern with Magic, WWX is oblivious to magic, Slow Burn, Fluff, Attempt at Humor, References to Animal Abuse but the animal is LWJ, Hurt/Comfort, WWX Has Self-Esteem Issues, WWX has abandonment issues, Possessive LWJ, Clueless Flirting, OC Lan disciples for plot reasons)

These Mortal Treasures by ChilianXianzi (T, 9k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fantasy, Dragon LWJ, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Possessive LWJ, Domestic Fluff, implied eggpreg, The Cultivation World's canonical fuckery, eggyuan!, Gift Giving)

Love at first bite by luckymoonly (M, 14k, WangXian, NieLan, Modern setting with dragons, Falling In Love, NMJ and JYL own a bakery together, Interspecies Romance, Crossdressing, Everyone lives in the same building, First Time, Fluff and Humor, Mpreg, LWJ's canonical big dick, Horny lwj, Smut, LXC and LWJ are dragon princes, Lingerie, Dating, Medium Burn, Possessive LWJ)

wind and rain by hauntedotamatone (E, 15k, WangXian, Dragon LWJ, Porn With Plot, Size Difference, Mildly Dubious Consent, Spit As Lube, Fairy Tale Elements, Double Penetration in One Hole, Rough Sex, Biting, Curse Breaking, Teratophilia, Fuck Or Die, but not for who you'd think, Meet-Ugly, Rimming, Past physical abuse, consensual and sane but not 100 percent safe, Non-Human Genitalia, Come as Lube, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Copious Amounts of Come)

Jaws of the Dragon by celerydragon (Not Rated, 7k, WangXian, dubcon, Exhibitionism, Nonconsensual Exhibitionism, Bestiality, Belly Bulge, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Breeding Kink, dragonji, LWJHas a Big Dick, lwj can transform into a human)

other earths and skies by binghecarer (T, 53k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, (but not in the typical way?), Slow Burn, Canon-Typical Scars and Injuries, Curses, Hurt/Comfort)

fell by you by Vrishchika (E, 44k, Dragon LWJ, Fantasy, Explicit Smut in Last Chapter, Pining, POV LWJ, Canon Divergence, Immortals, Deities, Canon-Typical Violence, Dragon WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending)

this river runs to you Series by aubreyli, sundiscus (T/E, 66k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mutual Pining, Dragons, Literal Sleeping Together, Tender wound tending, First Time, Oral Sex, Coming Untouched, Porn with Feelings, Established Relationship)

Making Mouths at Dragons by athena_crikey (E, 10k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mpreg, baby fever, near PWP, Dragon sex, also human sex, Rimming, Size Kink, Egg Laying, Family, Feel-good, hints of self-worth issues, Dragon LWJ)

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16. hello!! for the next itmf, any fanfics where they elaborate on wei changze and/or cangse sanren? secret families, they survive, even pre canon, just some wei family feels. thank youu <33

I Will Call You By Name by DisasterMages (T, 73k, WangXian, WWX raised by XXC, Canon Divergence, Family Feels) does ´I will call you by name’ by DisasterMages count they’re a few flashbacks about them

tall as the mountains that sheltered us by thelastdboy (M, 4k, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR & WWX & WCZ, wangxian, canon divergence, CSSR & WCZ live, crack treated seriously, childhood friends to lovers, genius WWX, inventor WWX, bg character death, happy ending, WCZ pov) wcz & cssr are saved by the lan.

The Long Winding Road Home by Admiranda (T, 12k, CSSR/WCZ, wangxian, time travel, post-canon, not JC friendly, fluff, family reunion, mocking LQR to his face, mocking JC to his face, wild rumours) wcz & cssr return after 30 years trapped.

Silver (Bloodshot) Eyes by GeminiWillow (T, 15k, WangXian, WCZ & WWX, WCZ & JL, Not Jiāng Chéng Friendly, JC Bashing, YZY Bashing, Yúnmèng Jiāng Sect Bashing, BAMF WCZ, Ghost WCZ, JC Canon Characteristics, Mentions of WWX's Canonical Child Abuse, Child JL, JL Needs a Hug, Revenge) vengeful ghost wcz torments jc during the timeskip. jiang bashing.

The Wei of family by HikariNoHimeWriter (E, 46k, WangXian, WCZ/CSSR, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, CSSR and WCZ Live, Rogue Cultivator WWX, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Male omega with vagina, Vaginal Fingering, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Vaginal Sex, First Time, Falling In Love, some violence, Genius WWX, WWX Has ADHD, CSSR Has ADHD, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Eventual Smut, Love Confessions, Mating Bond, WangXian Elope, Kinda, Not JC Friendly, not yzy friendly, Mpreg) omega wwx grows up with his family and finds love

a burden of figs by spookykingdomstarlight (T, 16k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, No Sunshot Campaign, CSSR and WCZ Live, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Breaking Up & Making Up, Getting Back Together, Hurt/Comfort, Injured WWX, caretaker LWJ, Mutual Pining) rogue cultivator wwx dating to breakup to makeup.

somehow, someway, we all get to someday by Stratisphyre (T, 75k, WangXian, CSSR/LQR/WCZ, MDM Lan/OFC, Canon Divergence, Role Reversal, Canon-Typical Violence, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Parenthood, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Threesome - F/M/M, Family Feels, Not JFM Friendly, Not Lan Sect Friendly, past emotional abuse, Demisexual Character, Inclusive discussions of reproductive rights) jfm & yzy die on a nighthunt and wcz & cssr run the jiang as regents for jc.

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17. Hi!! ITMF for submissive LWJ with a praise kink. Whether he's top or bottom doesn't matter.

Shatter All Barriers by YunmengLotus (E, 11k, WangXian, Modern AU, Painplay, Light Dom/sub, very brief subdrop, Praise Kink, Wax Play, Temperature Play, Sex Toys, Communication, light blood play (really light but there is blood), BDSM, Intercrural Sex, thigh fucking, Non-Penetrative Sex, Coming Untouched, Piercings, Needles, Sub LWJ, dom WWX, kind of, Getting Together, piercer wwx)

Maybe You're the Reason by Clearpearls (E, 67k, WangXian, College/University, Phone Sex, slight D/s, Secret Identity, Praise Kink, Phone Sex Operator WWX, slight internalized sexual repression, Fluff, Light Angst, Dirty Talk, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Slow Burn, Sub LWJ, Bottom LWJ, Vibrators, Aftercare, Introspection)

old wounds by BloodRedCarnation (E, 23k, WangXianYu, Established WangXian, PWP, Kink Negotiation, Switch WangXian, Age Difference, Power Dynamics, Threesome, healing through sex, Breathplay, Light exhibitionism kink, Praise Kink, Dom/sub, Virgin MXY, Post-Canon, Fix-It of Sorts, Double Penetration)

Caffeine, Small Talk by mistergoblin (E, 144k, WangXian, Modern AU, Friends With Benefits, Enemies to Lovers, or more accurately: frenemies to fuck, buddies to lovers, Angst and Fluff and Smut, touch-starved lwj, Slow Burn, high levels of sexual tension, Misunderstandings, Getting to Know Each Other, Switching, Bottom LWJ, bottom WWX, slight D/s, Happy Ending, side yanqing, lwj's patented horny grip, Sub LWJ)

Here Comes The Heat (Before We Meet) by mistergoblin (E, 15k, WangXian, Fluff and Smut, Getting Together, D/s elements, Sub LWJ, Bottom LWJ, but they switch wbk, Collars, Praise Kink, Rough Sex, Spanking, Explicit Consent)

a new kind of silence by deliciousblizzardshark (E, 11k, WangXian, Modern AU, Autistic LWJ, Communication Disorder, Trans LWJ, Protective WWX, Pregnant LWJ, Panic Attacks, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Getting Together, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Soft WangXian, POV WWX)

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martellspear · 26 days

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Hey! I love your blog and your dedication to Elia Martell as a character. I have read your fics on ao3 and absolutely loved them. And I was wondering if you had any recs for us Elia enjoyers out there? Canon-compliant or AU it doesn't matter I just want to consume Elia content like there is no tomorrow <3

hi, anon!! thank you for your sweet words, they mean a lot and i'm so happy that you enjoyed my fics 💗. i haven't read many fics - studying is getting in my way -. but, i'll share a list of my favorites ones and my bookmarks.

* warning: it's LONG

First of all, I'd recommend checking Failed_to_Deanon, she's insanely talented and has a lott of elia-centric works

A Farewell by Ramzes - one shot

In the morning of Rhaegar's departure for the Trident, Elia Targaryen makes a surprising discovery about her husband and their marriage.

The Sun Rises Again by amn_elfire - fanfic - 10/?

After her death, the Seven give Elia the task of saving her people from Rhaegar and Lyanna's folly with the opportunity to avenge her children by sending her back in time to before her betrothal with Rhaegar was ever arranged. Or With her prior memories still vivid in her mind, Elia sets out to prevent the events that led to the deaths of thousands while never forgetting who was at fault for the deaths of her children. But she isn't the only one.

All Too Well by starboundheart - fanfic - modern!au - 1/?

Five year after a fairly clean divorce, Rhaegar decides its time for a family vacation - to Summerhall. Under the guise of his children needing to know each other. But as always, the man has ulterior motives. Or does he?

Elia's House of Ghosts! by biohazard603 - fanfic - 3/?

i can't wait to read this one!!

Elia buys her first house! She has always been drawn to that old abandoned tower, the Tower of Joy, and now it was finally hers! Too bad she doesn't know or remember the ghosts that were there first. or Modern AU where Elia buys a haunted house.

clear the board, reset the pieces by lostchildofthenewworld - fanfic - 9/9

All they ever wanted was the opportunity to go back and do it right, to allow themselves to be happy.

The wolf burned like the heat of the sun for her alone by Redroses123 - fanfic - 10/?

Rhaegar has to get rid of his wife so that he can be with the woman he loves. He does this in mad Targaryen fashion. Elia finds herself hitched for life to the second son of Rickard Stark. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise she doesn't understand yet. How will this change fates design. NOT FOR RHAEGAR FANS

Repercussions of the First Sin by Sunspear22 - fanfic - 27/?

It started with a blue crown...

The Bereaved Dunes by aurasjournal - one shot

this one is so beautiful

In the Bereaved Dunes, where shadows weep, A tale of love and sorrow, bound to keep. Elia, my sun, in your memory I tread, Through sands of despair, where tears are shed. I should've taken you far away, my dear, To Dorne's warm embrace, where skies are clear. But fate had other plans, a cruel twist of hand, In the Bereaved Dunes, where sorrows expand.

What if you go, what if you stay by Biggestscarinyourback - fanfic - 4/4

She listens to the eyes of violet and sits down. Her husband's eyes are almost this colour too, she reflects again. But not half as bright, certainly no laughter in them. His are darker, cold as they are soft, a confusing contrast that gives her no reprieve. They should have been burning, The Last Dragon they had called him and yet he lacks any and all fire in those eyes, as far as she has seen. The blood of the dragon runs hot, they had declared, she has it too, running in her veins, burning. A bittersweet look into Princess Elia Martell's life amongst dragons and lions, from the day of her wedding to her tragic demise.

Lazarus in the Sun by Anonymous - fanfic - 3/?

The Princess of Dorne is a marked woman. With her husband victorious at the Trident yet somehow still missing, now more than ever does Elia Martell find herself stuck between a rock and a hard place: to stay in King’s Landing with herself and her two children at the hands of a madman, or to take the jump and escape? A spur of the moment decision turns into a years-long deception as Dorne wrenches her way out of the Seven Kingdoms on the back of a lie. And though peace is finally taking root once more in this corner of the world, no sooner do the gods laugh when an unexpected figure from the past comes back and unsteadies the ground beneath them all.

Hourglass by spearsndragons - fanfic - 11/?

Elia dies and awakes on the day of her wedding. Armed with the memories of her previous life, she is determined not to let them come to pass. She will make the Seven Kingdoms regret they ever underestimated her. In another part of the Red Keep, the Gods of Old Valyria send Rhaegar back in time to fix his wrongs and ensure the survival of House Targaryen. Rhaegar knows his madness and hubris led to the destruction of everything he loves and cares for. Never again. OR AU: The Gods and fate reverse the hands of time. Elia seeks retribution and Rhaegar endeavors for redemption. In one life, they were husband and wife. In this one, they might just be each other’s biggest adversaries. But, while Elia and Rhaegar plan to prevent the tragedies that befell them, they find out they are not the only ones who were given a second chance. And not all who came back are their friends.

we fall apart as it gets dark by sunstealer (TheSunsetStar) - fanfic - 2/?

this one is SO dear to me <3

The apparent abduction of Lyanna Stark sets off a chain of events: Brandon Stark and his allies march to the Red Keep, where Brandon demands Rhaegar's head. A duel is called by Aerys, and fire serves as his champion, leading to the death of Brandon's father and Brandon's own imprisonment. It's only after these events that a letter arrives at Winterfell, written by Lyanna herself, explaining that she left of her own accord. The deaths of the Lord of Winterfell and the Heir of the Eyrie, along with Aerys' demand for the heads of Robert and Ned, ignite a rebellion. Elia, isolated in Kings Landing without her children, must play her role as the dutiful wife. However, complications arise when the man who once demanded her husband’s head becomes her constant companion, the Kingsguard sworn to her. Will she stay true to her duty or follow her husband's example and forsake it?

Sunset Embers by spearsndragons

Five years into King Rhaegar I's reign, the realm prospers under his progressive leadership. However, the same cannot be said for the king's family. Behind the walls of the Red Keep, Rhaegar grapples with his inner demons, and House Targaryen continues to be haunted by the war's tragic end. Water magic resurfaces across the sea in the Golden Empire of Yi Ti for the first time in centuries with the arrival of the Emperor's new wife. She works to uncover the forgotten history of the world, only to realize that her own past refuses to be buried. OR Dark AU: Is this love or a curse? To yearn for freedom while willingly chaining ourselves to someone, finding solace in the very shackles we can't bear to break?

wherever the wind blows by TheSunsetStar - 1/1 (part of a series)

Rhaegar comes back to her, bringing along a wife and child. Ashara comes back to her, grieving the loss of a child with wolfsblood. Oberyn also returns to her, having just returned from his journeys across Essos, offering words of apology. Everyone returns, yet her daughter never does. or in her desperation Elia gives her daughter to Varys and never sees her again.

Reckless by sunstealer (TheSunsetStar)

"Get out," she tells him. "Leave." "You're not going to talk to me?" His voice comes out hoarse; she wonders why. "You've done enough!" she lets out. He looks disappointed when she says it, his eyes clouding over. She almost apologizes for snapping at him. But she reminds herself that he shouldn't be here at all, he shouldn't be here with her. "Goodbye, Rhaegar," she says gently, not allowing any trace of emotion to surface in her voice. The name sounds foreign coming out of her mouth, as though it belongs to someone else. She wishes for the days to go back to before he met Lyanna. Before everything turned sour. Before it was too late. or Rhaegar returns to her but things are difficult now.

Baelon the Cruel and His Queen of Love and Beauty by sunstealer (TheSunsetStar) - fanfic - 6/?

Baelon Targaryen, the second-born son of King Aerys and Queen Rhaella, and the twin brother to Crown Prince Rhaegar, possessed an ethereal beauty expected of one with Valyrian blood. Yet, behind his captivating face, an aura of cruelty and ruthlessness lingered, casting an unsettling shadow over his reputation. And his sudden appearance at the Tourney at Harrenhal unknowingly changes everything. (or just a crack fic about Rhaegar's 'cruel' twin brother and his shenanigans at the famed Tourney at Harrenhal)

Right Where You Left Me by TheSunsetStar - fanfic - 19/19

elia is dead in this one, but she's so important to the story and i love this fic, so it makes the list :)

Rhaegar's life is spared by the valiant intervention of Arthur Dayne, moments before Robert deals the fatal blow. With their lives preserved, Rhaegar and the remaining Targaryens seek refuge on Dragonstone, eventually making their escape to Essos. Regrettably, Rhaegar is forced to leave his eldest daughter behind. Left in the midst of her adversaries, Rhaenys grows up surrounded by those who view her as an enemy. As time passes, she becomes entangled in the treacherous game of thrones, particularly in the aftermath of Cersei and Jaime Lannister's public execution for their incestuous relationship. Caught in a web of schemes and deceit, Rhaenys finds herself compelled to employ similar tactics in order to ensure her own survival.

#a song of ice and fire #elia martell #asoiaf #fanfic #house martell #fic rec

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kyokutsu-sama · 18 days

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William x Reader

A/n: This is the second part of the previous request, it is a scenario that I wrote. This one was requested by@cros-s

I hope you like it because I really enjoyed writing this one☺️

William is the perfect husband material 🤭

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It's been a few weeks since the last Golden Dawn mission where they had to fight some of their enemies and where that one scene stuck in Captain Vangeance's mind. He hasn't stopped working to discover the whereabouts of that person, the only person who saw him without a mask and who respected him even if he was an enemy. He has been sending people to look for some clue or something else that would lead to you. He even wondered a few times if you still remembered him.

"Captain, I found the person you were looking for"Yuno said, entering the room to deliver to the captain the results of a long investigation

"Where?"William rose from his chair, eager for the discovery

"They were spotted in a hiding place somewhere in a forest near a village outside the kingdom" Yuno handed the report to the captain and he observed it carefully

"Thank you very much, really. You did an excellent job, Yuno" William looked at the knight and smiled

"Thanks"

"Well, I'll go there to take a look. See you soon"William left the office

The captain descended the slope while avoiding some branches that appeared in the path, looking ahead. He saw a river and approached the edge, he stood there for a moment looking around him and when he least expected it, an arrow passed by him and pierced the tree trunk from the other side of the river.

William turned to the side and saw who he was looking for most, you. He smiled and you lowered the bow, smiling back at him.

"Are you looking for me?" You asked

"Yes, but it seems like you found me first" He walked towards you

"I knew you would come, do you want to talk to me, is that it?"

"Yes, you're right. I think now we can be more comfortable than we were that night" William came close to you and you looked at him. "How have you been, Y/n?"

"Did they tell you my name?" You looked at him a little surprised

"I found out when I searched your data"

"I see...I separated myself from others, I decided I didn't want that life and I isolated myself here"

"I'm happy about that, you've changed for the good"

"Yeah... What about you? Why don't you take off your mask?"

"Do...Do you want me to take it off?"He asked a little nervously

"It's just you and me here and I missed your face" You said and he smiled

"Fine, I'll take it off" His slightly shaking hands grabbed the mask and removed it from his face, revealing the large scar

You looked at it, seeing the slight shyness in his eyes and smiled at him as if you wanted to convey some confidence.

"Does it bother you that much?"

"A little, I always keep the mask inside my hq so that no one sees it. People get scared when they see it. I was mistreated in the past for being born like this" His eyes lowered a little and you could read the sadness in the eyes. You couldn't imagine how cruel people would be to mistreat an innocent child just because of something they weren't responsible for.

You crouched down by the river and moistened your hands in the water and stood up again with his eyes following you, confused by the action. You approached and wiped the sweat from his forehead due to the heat of the mask, your fingers gently passed over the scarred skin and massaged it.

William was very quiet while you did it, enjoying every gentle movement of your hands passing all over his face. He felt a slight warmth in his cheeks with all that care and tenderness, something he had never had before and that was coming from someone he hadn't even imagined.

You ran your hands along his face, removing a few drops that ran down his turtleneck and finally smiled at him.

"There was just some sweat on your forehead but you're clean now" You said

"Thank you, that was very kind of you" He looked up and smiled at you

"Come on, let's go for a walk" You held out your hand and he took it to followed you

You took William for a long walk while the two of you talked about things about your lives. He was enjoying every minute he was with you, that feeling inside him only grew more and more. The captain was getting lost in the brightness of your eyes that focused on him as he talked.

You took him to a high place where you could both see the sunset and sat on a rock while you watched it set.

"Did you like our afternoon?" You asked him

"I loved it, it was very special. You really surprised me a lot, you turned out to be an incredible person" He said and you looked down a little embarrassed

"Thank you. You know, my other comrades didn't pay me compliments either and seeing that someone cares about me is something that makes me very happy. Your knights must really like you, right?"

"Yes, they do"

"You deserve this love, you deserve to be loved" You held his hands and he was a little touched. It was as if his inner child was healing from those soul wounds.

"I don't even know what to say"He whispered, looking away

"Don't say anything, you don't need to say anything else, William. Your eyes say it all" You smiled

A silent moment followed between you and the captain. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, you stood up and walked away from the place and he looked at you.

"Where are you going?"

"It's getting dark, I need to go back to my hiding place. It's dangerous to stay in the woods at night"

"Wait..."William stood up and you turned to him."You don't need to go back"

"What ?"

"I said... You don't need to go back and hide anymore"

"Why?" You frowned, confused

"Come with me, I'll take you to the Golden Dawn"

"Are you crazy? They would kill me because I was one of the faces of the enemy" You laughed but he insisted again

"I protect you, you will be part of my group of knights and you won't need to worry about anything else"William proposed and you considered

Deep down, he was offering you an opportunity to change your life and there was no way to deny it. You looked at him and felt so grateful that your paths had crossed and you had met him. He no longer saw you as an enemy but as someone special to him that he needed and you saw him as someone unique and kind that you admired immensely.

You walked towards him and you looked at him for a moment as you organized your words.

"Alright, I accept going with you but promise me you will stay by my side"

"I promise, I will be your captain and your best friend at all times"He assured you, smiling at you

"Let's go then, I want to know that place"You winked at him

"You will be very welcome"

#Black clover #black clover headcanons #black clover fandom #black clover x reader #black clover anime #william vangeance #william vangeance x reader #fluff #fluff imagine #imagine #anime imagines

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petalsscribbles · 18 days

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1. negotiations

Yn can't help but note just how big and prestigious Jay's workplace looks as he stands in front of it. One can only guess just how many floors it has. Either way its overwhelming appearance does not help ease that strange almost foreboding feeling in his chest. He sighs and braces himself as he enters.

The receptionist is dressed as everyone would expect. Grey pencil skirt reaching just below her knees and a jacket to match. Rectangular glasses sit on her pointy nose as she types away with her perfectly manicured fingers.

"Hi, I'm Yn. I'm here to see Mr. Park." He says taming his shaking voice.

"Ah welcome!" She says with a practiced warm tone and a perfect smile. "I'll let you through. Mr. Park's office is on the 20th floor."

"Thank you." He answers and she bows her head slightly. Just as instructed, Yn passes the terminals and makes his way towards the elevators, pressing the right button once he's in. The ride is torturously long, or at least it feels like it. He can't help but wonder how much has Jay changed since he last saw him. He, Wonyoung and Yn used to hang out as kids, until Jay moved to America for his studies at 13 and he hasn't seen him since. Well, until now, but Yn figures they'll have plenty of time to catch up once they're married.

The walk from the elevator to Jay's office is short and a secretary with another practiced smile lets him in.

Jay's office is spacious, to say the least, perhaps way too big for a single person to work in.

"Yn, I'm glad you could make it." Jay says, getting up from his desk and walking over to his future husband. Yn can only let out a quiet hi.

Face wise he hasn't changed all that much, still very much the boy he knew. Body is a whole another story though. He towers over Yn and the suit he's wearing highlights his athletic figure.

Jay puts his hand on Yn's back and leads him to the chair infront of his desk, taking his place on the opposite side once Yn is comfortably seated.

"Thank you for making time for me." He starts "You must have been surprised."

"A little but it's okay." Yn admits.

"Okay, let's get to work. When it comes to engagement, I plan to propose to you on my grandfather's birthday party. There will be a lot of cameras already so it's convenient."

Convenient.

Yeah, that's what this is. That's what they are. Convenient.

"Now for the marriage itself. Do you want to move in with me, or should we get a new apartment?"

"A new one." Yn answers. Jay nods.

"Should we sleep in one bed or do you want a room on your own?"

"Let's share, in case someone visits."

"What about chores and cooking? Do you want me to hire someone or should we split?"

"I think we can manage our own apartment."

"I agree. We're not toddlers." Jay says and Yn chuckles slightly. "This is just my idea but, I think we should do skinship at home, so it doesn't seem forced when we're in public."

"Yeah, okay. We can do that." yn answers quickly, trying to hide his initial surprise.

"Are you fine with pet names?" Jay adds.

"Yeah, as long as it's nothing too cringy."

"Okay. Anything you'd like to add?"

Yn thinks for a second. There is a big part of marriage that they have not covered yet.

Intimacy.

"Are you going to find a mistress?"

"What?!" He exclaims, losing his composure as his eyes widen. "Why would you think that?"

"Well, I mean, I assume you probably won't have sex with me so..." Yn trails off. One of the most shocking parts of this whole ordeal is why Jay would marry a man.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asks after taking control of his voice again.

"Aren't you straight?"

"No I'm bisexual."

"Oh." He suddenly feels incredibly dumb. He went to college for Christ's sake of course he could make some discoveries about himself.

"Yn, I won't force you to have sex with me but if either of us had a lover and got caught by press we'd either have to: be branded as a cheater, admit that this is fake or trying to convince everyone we have an open marriage. I don't think I have to explain to you why none of those options are good for us."

"Right, right."

"Well if that's all I won't waste any more of your time. But don't forget we can always make adjustments." Jay reminds. Yn just nods and gives him a small smile.

"I'll see you at the party."

a/n: updates probably won't be as frequent as it was with Bad Habits but I'll try my best not to give up on you my pookies

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Aemond being so heavily delusional with outlandered reader, thinking she’s this perfect, simple thing that needs to be guided. Meanwhile she’s just confused and trying not to get fucking murdered.

She didn’t understand. She was so pure and simple. The gods had given him the perfect woman. One that would understand, that could never betray him. Someone beautiful and innocent.

"I..." she hid her panic, sensing that giving her real name was perhaps not the best idea "Daisy. My name is Daisy" she gave her best smile, innocent eyes widened, in a way that the man across from her would never suspect

“Daisy. My beautiful lady Daisy.” He said her name reverentially, slowly, softly, almost in a whisper. “Daisy… what an exquisite name my lady.” He was smitten. She was perfect. She was to be his. He looked her up and down, making no attempt to hide it because there was no need to. He looked into her eyes and smiled slightly, his best innocent smile. The gods must be looking down on him with favour today. He would marry her, he would make her his, she would be his, forever and always. His innocent little flower

"I... thank you?" she stuttered, heart pounding in terror, though all Aemond saw was her flushing the prettiest of pinks "If you don't mind my asking my prince, what do you intend to do with me?"

He didn’t even have to think twice. The gods had made him want her, they made his heart race thinking about her, and now, they had allowed him to come upon her and he claim his gift. It all happened so naturally. As he looked at her, his heart pounded. She was his. That is what the gods had intended. The gods had gifted him the woman I wished for.

“You are mine, my lady Daisy.” He said to her, his voice still soft, full of wonder at his discovery. “You are mine now.”

"...yours?" she furrowed her brow, trying not to hyperventilate from the intensity of the man in front of her

“Yes my lady,” he said, a wide grin on his face as he stared into her gem-like eyes. “I will keep you safe from harm. You will be… my wife, my love, my lady, forever. This is what the gods have willed. And I will do as they command. I have no need for any other woman. You are the one”

Aemond let the words soak in for a moment. “My lady Daisy… will you… will you marry me?”

Outlandered reader obviously initially realises how psycho Aemond is but has also watched enough crime shows to know to not piss him off and just play along for now, only to fall genuinely head over heels for her psychotic now husband. Because what other man would kill for her? Would worship the ground she walked on?

(NOT ME WRITING A WHOLE ASS FUCKING FIC IN YOUR ASKS)

KAT STOP MAKING ME OBSESS OVER THIS. I'VE NEVER EVEN SEEN OUTLANDER SHUT UP!!!!!

I think aemond would absolutely just straight up marry her, whether its in the valyrian tradition or in the faith of the seven doesn't really matter but he wants to marry reader so badly. he's convinced that its the gods will in his eyes, they have given him you so he'll marry you as soon as possible, so protect you from danger.

aemond is both obsessive and extremely protective. he wants to protect you from every danger. he knows that with vhagar, you'll be safe from all harm but he's also incredibly obsessed with you. he doesn't like being away from you for long periods of time and wants to be around you all the time.

i think he'd also want to introduce you to his mother and sister so he'd take great care to teach you the rules and mannerisms of that time period. he would absolutely dress you in either targaryen colors or green.

#house of the dragon x reader #aemond targaryen x reader

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misogyny4girls · 2 months

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so i am genuinely curious- and i want to preface by saying i really have nothing against your kinks and ideologies, because free will is a thing and should be respected- how *do* you feel about women that have made major discoveries in fields like engineering, science, economics, tech, etc., from the perspective of misogyny/misogynist leaning viewpoints? do you believe that there are “two types of women”, so to speak? (i’ve heard that before in passing, as an argument for why some women do excel in certain fields and some excel in homemaking instead.) do you believe that they just got lucky? i’m interested in how someone with your views feels about this! :)

i’ve always wondered that, and you seem like an open-minded guy who’s willing to speak his mind. thanks for taking the time to think and answer, if you do. have a good one.

A well put together question, and I think it's an interesting one certainly, so I'll do my best to answer decently accurately.

In a more real sense that most of my posts are, I think the primary point of my own actual opinions stem from the fact that it's a lot harder for a woman to simply be a housewife and/or stay at home mother nowadays than in the past, several things factor into this - economic factors, societal factors, and so on. I personally see the decline of that as a loss for the overall role of femininity and womanhood, which is not to say that it's required that you be a housewife to be a proper woman, but certainly to fulfill a good division of labour or your gender role, whichever way you prefer to put it.

As for the 'two types of woman' point, I don't believe that's true personally. Any woman can be a circumstance of her own upbringing that may lead to different roles in life, but as I see it, pushing women away from a more domestic life that may differ from their eventual husband leads to a more detrimental effect on the generation they will raise - a loss of feminine or masculine role models and the like, but there will always be outliers, and that isn't inherently a bad thing, it's just life.

Maybe these women would be happier as housewives, maybe they wouldn't be, it's all a matter of circumstance. But to have the economic and social support to actually have a large majority of women be able to be in a domestic role I do believe is helpful to a society as a whole.

#ask

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Here’s the sketch of Olivia and Corpse Bride! Wally

The story that goes with the picture which is shown in a different timeline with corpse bride Wally

There was a lonely lady..that lived by herself in a Victorian house, her name was Olivia. She tried to get over grief of the loss of her closest and dearest friend that died in a robbery.

Her parents decided she should have a rich husband for companionship. But she found out more about him during their meeting and figured he wasn’t that kind or caring and so possessive behind closed doors, but her parents insisted oblivious to how he really is…Olivia never loved him and never will..

On her Wedding day she left her fiancé at the altar trying to follow her heart and mental health. She ran away as far as she could worrying so much that she would never find love..especially in this cold marriage.

Deeper in the forest she kept the ring with her speaking about her vows to herself with sorrow then placed it on branch that looked similar to a hand. Suddenly the ground shook causing Olivia to stumble backwards, a figure began to emerge from the earth’s surface revealing a corpse in a elegant blue suit and veil. She looked upon him shocked as he moved the veil from his face revealing his blue skin and stitches.

She laid there shocked and frozen in fear from this mysterious man. But she noticed something..he looked down at her with a eerily kind and sweet expression as he bent down to help her up while still wearing the ring..she felt something that she yearned for so long..she began to blush upon seeing him

“H-hello..who..are you?” She shyly asked

“I’m Wally and you are?” he answered with a endearing and tender tone of voice

“I-I’m…O-Olivia” she shyly smiles genuinely at him while blushing slightly

“I-It’s a spontaneous but a pleasure to meet you, sir”she smiles more at him

LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO, I KNOWMI ALREADY SAID THIS TO YOU IN DMS BUT THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH AGAIN FOR MAKING SUCH WONDERFUL AND ADORABLE ART OF WALLY FROM MY AU AND FOR ALSO WRITING SUCH A LOVELY STORY ヾ（〃＾∇＾）ﾉ♪

If any of you guys have the time I seriously recommend checking this artist out and giving them a Follow, they are absolutely amazing at what they do and they are a really good writer. You can find more of their art on their DA account surreal-adventures16 and not only that but they are also creating a webcomic series too called ‘The Discoveries of Olivia Knight.’ ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

#welcome home #ask #welcome home au #corpse puppet au #wally darling #welcome home wally #welcome home puppet show

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missnancywritesfanfic · 11 months

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How You Married The Wanderer

Wanderer(Scaramouche) x Fem!Reader

Contains: Headcanons(?)/Longfic, Extreme Fluff, Suggestive(Barely), Tsundere Behaviour, Probably ooc but who cares

A/N: I'm a simp and I love the idea of getting to call him Husband all the time, sue me!!

You're an up-and-coming playwright that travels from nation to nation, orchestrating shows for audiences of the highest quality. Your darling husband never found the use in it.

Where he was a scholar of the mind, you are a scholar of the people. And he barely tolerates people.

If you'd told anyone that you were married to Wanderer, the volatile right hand to the Dendro Archon? They'd say you're crazier than the rumors claim.

Yes yes, it's a bold claim to make but the ring on your finger doesn't lie. A beautiful shade of blue that you handpicked yourself. And despite your beloved partner not wearing his out in the open, you can easily sneak your finger under his shirt and reveal it hanging on a silver chain.

But how? You may ask. What magic was conjured that caused two people who are so stubborn to possibly tolerate each other enough to promise their lives to one another.

First Meeting

You were commissioned to write a play that was to be performed in Sumeru City, and while you were taking in the culture and enviromment you had bumped into him by sheer coincidence. At first, you thought he was just some bratty man child with a big hat. Admittedly handsome (which you said to his face), but was in serious need a tune change.

Continued Interactions

Research. The common factor. You were alone traversing the more unforgiving territories of Sumeru, in a ridiculous outfit and four inch heels, fighting off fungi in a Withering Zone. You'd been warned about this, which is largely why your team was too cowardly to come out with you, but you didn't really care.

Fortunately, you did have a vision. Wanderer watched from a distance as frigid winds overtook your onslaught of enemies. But the way this fight was going he's sure you'd lose, so against his better judgement he swooped down and "rescued" you.

"So you're going to leave me to my own devices now? You don't seem like the one and done type."

"Don't waste your breath. I'm just paying you back for my sour mood. You're on your own."

"I wouldn't be wasting my breath if I didn't think you'd be useful. I need a competent guide so name your price."

You got along with him. You damn well tried at least. But from the moment he agreed to collaborate with you, all you two could manage was bickering and arguing. Over literally anything.

Your choice in clothes. Your combat prowess. Your goals. Your aspirations. Your likes and dislikes...

"How could you possibly hate sweets? Were your taste buds ruined since birth?"

"I'm not taking criticism from the idiot who lost their shoe in the mud."

"Well if we used your ridiculous hat to scoop it out like I suggested, I'd still have it."

He did most of the work, which you were fine with. While he fought off anything that got in your way, you took the time to document your observations and discoveries (maybe a few notes about the mysterious vagrant himself). Watching him in action was truly something else. By the end of your first outing together, just before you parted way at the city entrance, you stared at him with a certain glint of recognition in your eyes.

"You know, you are truly a brilliant man."

Sometimes you wonder if that's why he chose to continue escorting you around Sumeru. Sometimes he wonders that as well.

Dating/Figuring Out Long Distance

He made the decision to court you a month into knowing you, this was shortly after your play's debut performance. It was a resounding success, which meant your time together was over, at least, that's what you both assumed.

However, while you still had some time left in the city, you wanted to thank him for his time and his oddly enjoyable company. So as a gift, you gave him bittersweet herbs only found in Fontaine.

"Before you say anything, I have absolutely no use for these and they'll be in better hands this way. Besides, it might help you acclimate to the sweeter side of things."

You didn't expect him to give you anything in return. At first, you were hoping it was a pair of shoes to replace the ones you'd lost. He laughed in your face at the implication.

"You seriously thought I'd waste Mora on something like that? In your dreams."

He takes your hand-something along the lines of trusting him-and as your feet left solid ground your arms quickly wrapped around his neck. He kept an arm securely around your waist and lifted you above the great tree of Sumeru.

Laid before you was the setting sun along the forest horizon. You didn't notice Wanderer staring at your awestruck expression, and for the first of many times a warm feeling stirred in his chest.

"You're definitely interesting, for a human."

"Interesting?"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

Oh. Ooooh, that was his silly way of saying he liked you. How adorable. It probably wasn't the best idea to peck him on the cheek while you were several feet in the air, but he seemed to enjoy it. He refused to loosen his grip on you.

He hated to see you leave Sumeru, but you promised to write him no matter where you went. Sure enough, in two weeks, he'd received a letter from Liyue detailing your journey there and your infatuation with their theatre scene. The letter was packed, clearly you didn't have enough space to tell him everything on your mind.

When you received your first letter. There was barely any words.

"Your writing's barely legible. Just wait until we see each other again to share the details, don't have too much fun without me."

You find your face completely flushed upon finding a perfectly pressed Sumeru Rose. It seems he cared more for the nuances of romantic literature than he led on, and to send you a flower as fragrant as this. Such a tease.

What Made You Fall In Love

For Wanderer, it was during your play's debut performance, but he hadn't realized it yet. After a receiving a standing ovation from the people of Sumeru, you were completely ecstatic.

What no one else knew was you were a nervous wreck before the play started. Wanderer had been with you backstage, watching your nerves fraying at the edges with every line, every scene, every transition. To see you wearing this success with absolute pride and joy, he was amused at the sight, how easily your emotions depended on your life's work.

But he couldn't mock you for it, because you leaned on him that night as well. You placed absolute faith and confided in him your fears, he still doesn't understand why to this day, but he's...oddly thankful for it.

For you, it was your first trip to Inazuma and insisted on going with you. Never again, for his sake and yours. The entire time he was uneasy and you could do nothing to settle his nerves, so you let him follow until he couldn't anymore. It was when you traversed the island of Tatarasuna, where you witnessed his soul laid bare and broken. The rage, the guilt, the edge of despair, and his determination to live on. You witnessed his will and you would carry it with you till your dying breath.

How could you ignore such a beautiful soul? Call it greed, the most disgusting shade of sin, but you bathed in it when it came to Wanderer.

The Wedding

Neither of you really proposed, in fact, the idea of marriage hadn't really crossed your minds until the day you were walking together during one of you rare trips together in Liyue. A kind elderly woman mused at how lovely a couple you made, and how lucky you were to have such a handsome husband.

Wanderer noticed your face immediately flush, you stuttered as you tried to explain to the old woman how you weren't married in the nicest way possible. Normally, he'd find this behaviour terribly amusing, but this time around he merely observed.

For the rest of the day, you refuses to look him the eye, when he held your hand it was clammy to which he complained, you could barely pay attention during a conversation. When you passed by a jeweler, you'd come to a halt. He groaned.

"What is it now?"

You didn't respond. He joined your side and followed your gaze to a matching ring set. Cut and polished noctilucous jade that had a faint glow to them. You swear you could see your reflection in its light, but your trance is suddenly disturbed by Wanderer calling the jeweler's attention.

"We'll take the set."

"Wh-What? Darling, there's no need to..."

"You'll just stand here slackjawed otherwise."

After handing off the mora, he took the rings from the merchant's hand and slipped one onto your finger. "Just take it." That's the second time he sees that flustered expression.

You didn't even protest. He scoffs as he pockets the other ring, and continues walking. But that wasn't the end of your aimless thoughts. As you retired to an inn for the night, you kept thinking about that jade ring and sneaking glances at your lover.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Nope."

"Do you want to?"

You both settle in the bed and rest against the headboard. You lean into him and his arm naturally finda its way around you. You watch his face turn into a scowl.

"Why would anyone want that? The very idea feels like an obnoxious display that doesn't amount to anything."

"So...you wouldn't like it if I called you my husband? Or that you could call me your wife?"

He doesn't blush. He shouldn't blush. But at the ridiculous thought of claiming you as his significant other, a whisper of pink touches his cheeks. You smile.

"You're a god, aren't you? Or you claim to be one."

"Your point." He gives a pointed glare as your smile widens.

"A god's word is law, right?"

Your words hung in the air for a moment. A god's word...He curses under his breath. You were an unbelievably inpatient woman. To even suggest that he could make your wish a reality with a single yes...It both filled him pride out how high you think of him, and made him loathe how easily he'd cower to your every whim.

"So...?" You coaxed him from his thoughts. "May you kiss the bride, my darling?"

You don't exchange another word. He leans in and you settle for a peck on the lips, you think you've teased him enough for one day. He suddenly cups your cheek, thumb brushing against your jaw, and draws you into a deeper kiss.

Both rosey cheeked and holding onto one another for dear life. After what feels like an eternity, he finally allows you breathe and your lips part. You breathe a relieved sigh as you rest your head on his shoulder.

Had he not been careful, he would've nearly missed you whispering three delicate words to him.

His eyes widen, suddenly becoming so vulnerable like a spooked gazelle, before he grits his teeth and looks away.

"You're such a pain."

"Are those your vows to me, husband?"

"Shut up..."

As lovely as your private ceremony was, Wanderer was a practical man and wanted to your spouse not only in spirit but on paper.

You both agreed to sign for a marriage license once you returned to Sumeru City. He will always remember it as one of the worst days of his life. Up until that moment, you didn't know his official government name. When you stood before a municipal clerk to make your union official, both Wanderer and the clerk were subjected to your uncontrollable laughter.

"Damnit woman, we've been here for over an hour! Just sign the damn paper!"

"I-I'm sorry..! I'm so so sorry-hehehe..!"

"This was your idea!"

"But I'm serious! Is it Hat-comma-Guy? Is my surname now Hat Guy? Or do I refer to myself as Mrs. Guy??"

"I'm signing for divorce, you can drop dead fkr all I care."

"No no no, marry me first! It's a wonderful name-!"

When You Are Together

You almost always apart. Your lives went down separate paths. That doesn't mean you wouldn't develop any noticeable habits or routines.

When the tours have finished for the season, you return to your Wanderer with a grin and love-struck gaze. He hated it. Absolutely disgusted with how forward you were. So much so that he'd drag you away and scold you private (🤭). And everyone knew...oh everyone knew. Wanderer hated the idea of you silent, and you adore the look on his face when he pulls a moan from your lips. If you were going to be so open about your love for him, there will be no exceptions.

You've started picking up some habits from him. Like his playfulness, his taste for salty or bitter foods, you even caught yourself using the phrases "Unsightly insects" or even a whisper of "You dare..!" It's lead to more petty arguments than you'd like to admit.

As for him, he'd become more physically expressive, he wouldn't turn his nose up to sweets anymore, and he's begun uttering some phrases like "Wonderful!" or "Exquisite". He blames you for being so dramatic all the time, now he sounds like an idiot.

And who could forget that no matter what the occassion, you two will always be in sync yet somehow bickering about the smallest things. Maybe it's the way you showed your love, but archons pray for the victim who gets caught on the receiving end your collective anger.

Lives will be ruined. Self-esteems crushed.

Having the both in a good mood is like seeing a double rainbow.

You still coveted each other.

You attend public events when he's representing his darshan and cheer him on. You are there during haunting nights with a fresh cup of tea and your voice to soothe his pain. You are there to ensure that in his pursuit for the truths of the world, that he will also remember and cherish its beauty. No matter how bitter it may turn.

He watches your moves intently when you're together to make sure you never bump into others or trip on your own feet. He tells you incredible tales from centuries long past when you're feeling your inspiration running low. He still presses flowers into little charms for you so that you'll always think of him. Only him.

Plans For The Future

Wanderer is a god. An immortal that will live for centuries to come. You didn't know this at first, but as time went on and got closer, it did bring legitimate questions.

Were you willing to dedicate your entire life to him?

Is he okay with watching you grow old and wither away before his very eyes?

Are you okay with him finding another lover when you're long gone?

These never changed your feelings for one another, maybe Wanderer did become more protective over your wellbeing. He'd forbid dangerous ventures, if you ever fell ill or got injured good luck leaving your home for even a moment. And maybe you start having moments where you're lonely and he becomes more a legend than a person. Long quiet stares at his unchanging image, distancing yourself from him so you could focus on your own goals, sometimes he made you feel almost infantile because of his age and wisdom.

Not every day is perfect. Some days aren't even considered good. You try not to dwell on it.

The topic of children did come up, and neither of you are ready to give away so much of your life to raise what you can only imagine to be a very unique being. His past spoke for itself and he knew he's not fit to be a parent. You enjoy your freedom and career, you only had so much time on this earth and wanted to spend it without worry.

You two continue to act as you always have.

Maybe you'd buy a home together; fill it with all your happy memories and gifts over the years. And for the rare times where you had no place to wander, and wanted to recouperate.

No matter how much he denies it, he'll happily cook meals you brought over from many continents, some from your childhood as well. You'll silently curse at the dining table while you try to sow a doll like he taught you, your fingers red from the needle pricking you.

When it's late at night, you'll either drag him away from his studies or he'll take you away from your writing. You'll stay in bed until noon the next day, sometimes talking for hours and other times deep in dreams. It didn't really matter.

You're lucky to have each other.

#genshin wanderer x reader #reader insert #fluff #romance #genshin impact #genshin impact wanderer #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin scaramouche #genshin scaramouche x reader #marriage

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impala-dreamer · 5 months

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What am I thankful for this year? What… am I… thankful… for… ?

I am thankful for my amazing, talented, caring, wonderful husband.

For my awesome kids

And close family.

I am thankful for my friends who have stood by me and held me up no matter what.

For those who have stayed

And those who have rightly fucked off.

I am thankful for pills and therapy.

For creative outlets.

For the discovery of new music.

I am thankful for active readers and new found writer friendships

For Google doc's auto save feature.

For thesaurus.com

I am thankful for the gray in Misha's beard.

For the memory of chatting with Rob and having him play my favorite song.

For new seasons of Doctor Who! And Tenant's return.

For the safety of home

And the kindness of others.

For the light that streams through cloud cover on the top of our mountain

And for the warmth of homemade bread.

This is not a poem.

Happy Thanksgiving 2023.

Big slice of pie to @mom-and-popcosmic @because-imma-lady-assface @justcallmeasmodeus @kittenofdoomage @neotoymaker @mariekoukie6661 @babysimpala @deanwinchesterswitch @ilsawasanacrobat @feelmyroarrrr @cosicas-cuquis @ my plant anon @ my heart anon and @ viewers like you 💖💖💖

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tessa-liam · 1 year

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Smoke and Mirrors

-6- You Are the Reason

Book: The Royal Romance Finale +, Alternate Universe

Series Premise: Hidden in the shadows, poised to challenge the status quo are enemies of the state. The loyalties and honesty of family and of friends will be tested. ‘Keep your friends close, your enemies closer.’

•Catch up: Smoke and Mirrors Masterlist

•Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks-Rys, OTP ‘LiRi’

2nd Pairings: Leo Rys x Amalas

Drake Walker x F!OC Delaney Leigh

All characters belong to Pixelberry except Delaney Leigh, Officer Alex Cossoy, Geoffrey Bessler (Amalas’ head guard)

•Rating: M🔞*Series Warnings: NSFW material, sexual innuendo, adult language/swearing/drinking, gun violence.

•Category: Alternate Universe/on-going series/angst/fluff

•Words: 1774, Read: 9 minutes

Chapter 6: You Are the Reason

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Chapter Summary: Arriving back at the Monterissan palace, discoveries are uncovered, and fears are realized.

Music Inspiration: Need You Now – Lady Antebellum

You Are the Reason – Calum Scott

A/N1: My submission for @choicesflashfics Week #27, Prompt #3 - “I don’t know if I want to know the answer, but what are you doing?”

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Monterisso Royal Palace - Seaside Balcony

It had just turned 10 p.m. and the sun was setting over the Mediterranean Sea. The cool pool water was refreshing as Riley leaned back to submerge under the surface. Even though it was late evening, the temperature in the Capital was still 43 degrees C.

Amalas slowly lifted her gaze up when she noticed Geoffrey, her head royal guard, step onto the terrace beside the jacuzzi.

“Your Majesty, please excuse my interruption.”

“Yes, Geoffrey?”

“King Liam’s Royal motorcade has arrived at the palace.”

“Thank you.” Amalas sat up and reached for a towel.

Noticing Riley was getting out of the pool, “Hey, Ri? Is the pool is too cool for you?”

Riley laughed, “oh no, the water is amazing. I totally forgot how hot it was out here tonight.”

“Where are you off to? Would you like another iced tea?”

“I would love that, thanks. Let me just check on the girls quickly; I will be right back.”

“I wonder why Liam is coming back tonight?”

“I am not sure; Leo messaged me earlier and said that they had hit a dead end,”

Completely unaware that Liam and Leo had just walked out onto the terrace behind her, Riley slipped into her sandals. Liam lifted his finger to his lips to signal to Amalas not to alert her.

Amalas chuckled as she watched her surprised friend turn and then ‘yelp’ when she was lovingly encased in the arms of her husband from behind, as Liam caught her off guard.

“My love, maybe it would be better if you join me in the jacuzzi instead of roaming around the palace in your towel?” Liam whispers in his smooth, deep baritone into her ear.

Smirking, Liam grins as Riley shakes her head.

“Well, I’m delighted you came home early,” Riley coos.

Turning and slipping her hands up Liam’s chest, she reaches up to kiss him ‘hello’.

“Hey, Ri, how is the water?” Leo interrupts.

Sauntering up to Leo, Amalas quips, “well, there is another way to find out.”

Leo leans down to kiss her cheek. “Is that so? Care to take a swim with me?”

Amalas coyly smiles, “follow me.”

***

“So, tell me, Liam, what happened today? What changed?”

Liam looked at the ceiling, “I overheard that the Interpol intelligence reports showed that this palace would likely be the location of where my ‘supposed’ sister would be.”

“Liam, who did you overhear?”

“Alex Cossoy. He was confiding that to Olivia.”

“Oh my God, here?” Riley gasped.

“He told Olivia that his gut feeling was that this woman has a connection to the royal guard here in the palace through Bastien.”

“Bastien? Bastien again! It seems like there is a covert underground spy network between our countries.”

“Well, I am delegating this investigation to my brother. Leo has agreed to head the investigation with the assistance of Interpol here in Monterisso.

Since Officer Cossoy is assigned to Cordonia, he will lead the investigation from our palace. Olivia has already offered her assistance to Interpol.

Liam stopped, turning to Riley, “I need to get you and Ellie out of Monterisso now. It's not safe here; we are going home.”

Spotting the King and Queen walking towards her, Mara, who was standing guard outside the princess’ room, bows.

“Your Majesties.”

Riley nods and walks inside of her daughter’s room.

“Hello Mara, any issues to report?” Liam asks, noticing the guard’s attention was focused behind his right shoulder. “Your Majesty, I need to report a concerning incident that I witnessed earlier this evening.”

Officer Cossoy, responding to Mara’s request stepped alongside Liam.

***

Mediterranean Sea, Monterisso

“Never have I ever, ever thought I would someday be swimming in the Mediterranean,” Delaney smiled widely.

Drake answered back, “never have I ever thought I would be skinny dipping with a hot blond in the Mediterranean." He raised his eyebrows and grinned. “...but, here we are!”

Wanting to get closer, he stepped forward. admiring her curves underneath her bikini top.

“Well, not yet, anyway.” Drake chuckled reaching for the tie of her top.

“I don’t know if I want to know the answer, but what are you doing?” Delaney asked curiously.

“I think it’s time to teach you how to swim.”

Delaney gasped and started to walk backwards away from him.

“Tonight? Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Not in a lake, not in a pool, but in open water,” he told her confidently.

She stared at him, “you mean like, here in the ocean?”

Delaney had told Drake her fear of deep water. Drake had made a promise of teaching her to swim so that her fears would diminish.

He nodded, “I know you can do this.” Walking towards her, Delaney stared at his broad, ripped chest.

Delaney thought about it, “Why are you so sure I can do it?”

Drake smiled, “Because you’re smart and beautiful, and you can do anything you put your mind to.

Come on, get your suit off and come here,” waggling his brows he closed the distance, drawing her close.

“And there it is!” Delaney giggled.

***

Eleanor’s Chamber

The nightlight glowed soft blue as Riley entered the room. Ellie was wide awake, sitting on the bed, holding her lovey tightly.

“Mommy!” Her bottom lip quivering as she raised her arms for a hug.

“Sweetheart, what is it?” Riley rushed to her bedside and enveloped her daughter in her arms as Ellie started to cry.

“I’m scared. I want to go home.”

Riley knelt down beside her.

“It is late. I am sorry you are afraid. Tell me about your bad dream.”

“Mommy, I didn’t have a dream.”

“If you cannot sleep, I will sit with you.”

“I don’t like that lady.”

Puzzled, Riley asks, “What lady, sweetie?”

“The lady who was reading a story to me and Mikky. The one who looks like Daddy.”

Shocked, Riley gasped, finding it hard to breathe. It took every strength to hold it together and to remain calm in front of her daughter.

“Li..Li..Liaaammm” Riley cried out.

***

Walking along the shore, hand in hand, Delaney and Drake were close to the palace as Drake started to slow. Looking sheepish, he turned, and paused scanning the outside perimeter of palace terrace.

“Drake? Where did our backpacks go; I don’t see them anywhere.”

“Stay here, I will run up and take a closer look.”

Close to the exterior wall of the palace, he spotted a tall figure looking up to the terrace with binoculars.

Slowing his movements, he called out, “excuse me, have you....”

“Freeze!”

Before his eyes, Drake watched as two men pointed their firearms at the figure in the shadows.

‘Shit, what the hell?’

He stood motionless as the lone figure turned and started to run.

A gunshot rang out as one of the men fired a warning shot into the air.

His next thought was, ‘Delaney!’ as someone pulled Drake down to the ground from behind.

“Who the fuck...”, Drake jostled hands off his shoulders. He stopped and turned as Olivia lifted her eyebrow.

“Just say ‘thanks’, Walker.

Drake felt relief when he spotted Delaney standing at a safe distance at the seashore.

Olivia and Drake turned and noticed the lone figure being arrested; cuffed and led away, Lena was silent.

***

Leo and Amalas heard the sound of a gunshot, as they were talking and lounging inside the jacuzzi.

“What the hell!” Leo jumped up looking toward the barrier wall of the terrace.

“Your highness, get down.” Geoffey shouted as members of the Monterissian Royal guard surrounded their queen.

***

Liam pushed Mara aside as he bolted into Eleanor’s room.

Noticing Riley’s fear stricken look and his daughter crying in her arms, he knelt down beside them and enveloped them protectively.

Officer Cossoy entered next, with his gun drawn. Mara locked and secured the door behind her as she noticed royal guards standing at attention in the hall outside.

“Your Majesties, there is a situation developing outside and the palace is in lockdown.”

***

The sound of the engines could be heard from outside the SUV as it moved closer to the Royal jet on the tarmac.

Riley watched Drake help Delaney out of the lead SUV already stopped up ahead.

“Are you ready, my love?” Liam asked Riley, as he lifted Ellie, fast asleep, from her car seat.

“I am.”

He smiled, “Then let us go home.”

Taking her hand, he led her to the door of the jet.

“Your majesty,” Mara greeted as the nanny lifted the sleeping princess from Liam’s arms.

As the jet took off, the sun was rising on the horizon.

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