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i-thirsty-boi · 1 year

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Plationic Yandere-ish (Protective) Sully Family X Human Child Reader

~A/N: I haven't even watched the new Avatar movie, but I AM OBSESSED!!! It's mildly yandere, but I'm still including that just in case. Reader is mostly gender neutral, but implied female. Very few details talk about features other than you being tiny!

~Masterlist

Part 1 , Part 2

CW: Protective Sully Family, mild kidnapping, obsessive behavior, protective behavior

-You came to Pandora with your Aunt when you were five. Very interested to see and explore a new place.

-You mostly interacted with Norm and Max because none of the other scientists tolerated your questions while they were working. But Norm and Max were very happy that you were so interested in the world they fell in love with.

-You hated wearing the mask and asked around for how you could not wear it anymore. They didn’t want to do it, but you insisted they help you with it. They did some experiments and eventually found a way to change your lungs enough to be able to breathe the air on Pandora. It was a slightly painful process, but you were just happy to get rid of the annoying mask.

(Don’t ask details, I just don’t wanna write in the oxygen mask)

-Of course because you were so close with those two, you had met Jake at some point.

-He loved being around you. You were such a cute and curious kid. Plus, you were younger than all of his kids were.

-He made an effort to introduce you to Neytiri. She was wary of you at first, but quickly warmed up to you. She saw that you were just a kid. So curious about the world around you, and saw how in love with Pandora you were.

Neytiri was taking you out of the lab for a walk through the forest, to keep you entertained. She was holding you in her arms like a baby while watching how amazed you were with the beauty of the nature around you.

“Hey, Tiri? What’s that?” You were asking while looking at a rustling bush.

Neytiri looked over and just sighed while looking at her children trying and failing to hide behind a bush and spy on her. “Nothing, baby. Those are just my children. Who should be at home!” She said very loudly to let them know that they were caught.

With that said, they all came towards them from behind the bush.

-Once they all came out, you were looking at all of them with wide eyes. You gripped Neytiri’s top from the nerves you had meeting so many new people at once.

-Neytiri noticed your nerves and cradled you a bit closer to her, but didn’t stop her kids from coming closer. She just slightly smiled at them while subtly moving you to face them better.

-She nudged you to talk to them when they got to be right in front of you. You quietly told them your name once you gained a bit of courage. They all smiled at how cute you were.

-One by one they all introduced themselves to you, also talking a bit quieter to not startle you more. By the end you weren’t as tense and were smiling a bit. Though you were surprised that the youngest was so big while only being three years older than you.

-They saw how you were probably more willing to talk, so Kiri asked you how old you were. They each were surprised that you were five, being so tiny.

-They asked if you wanted to come hang out with them for the day. And you said yes!

Neytiri wasn’t happy that they were cutting her time with you so short, but couldn’t deny them the joy of being with you. She did want to talk with Jake about having you stay with them though. She really wanted you to be part of their family now that all of her children had met you and clearly liked you.

So, with a sigh, she handed you over to Neteyam and walked off to find her husband.

Neteyam was so happy he got chosen to hold you. You felt like nothing in his arms, smaller than the newborns he had seen. He just smiled down at you while cradling you. The group of siblings just walked to their favorite part of the stream and started splashing around together.

You saw this and started squirming to get down so you could play too. Neteyam didn’t want to, but set you down anyway. You immediately ran, more like quickly waddled, to the stream and went into the water. It was only to their calves, but it went up to your hips. They started splashing you as well, which made you giggle and splash them back.

-They had been playing for almost an hour before you started getting tired. You were yawning while wading through the water and tripped on a rock on the bottom. You fell forward and got completely submerged in the cool water. You also scraped your forehead on a rock. You immediately stood back up and started rubbing your head.

-All of the siblings ran to you and were looking you over for injuries. When they saw the scrape on your forehead, Kiri immediately snatched you up and started sprinting back to their home, with the rest of the group following you two.

-She burst into their home and immediately got to work cleaning and bandaging the scrape. Jake and Neytiri heard the commotion and ran in to check on what was happening. They gasped when they saw what was wrong.

-The went to you and frantically checked if you were okay. You told them what happened and assured them you were fine. Right after you stopped talking, you let out a huge yawn. Everyone internally cooed at the sight.

Jake had then picked you up and laid down with you on his chest. “I think you need a nap baby.” He had whispered once you settled down. You just groaned, but snuggled further into him anyway. He motioned his wife to grab a blanket for him to put over you. She went and got one of the human blankets that you liked, that she had stored in an out of the way place in their home. Once she had it, she walked over to Jake and covered you with it.

She laid down next to Jake to look over you while you slept. And slowly, the rest of the family sat around Jake and watched you sleep as well. Eventually, after about half an hour, Neytiri shooed them away to help her make lunch for everyone. This left You sleeping on Jake’s chest until lunch was made.

-Once he noticed the food was ready, Jake gently woke you from your nap. He knew you would still be groggy, so he carried you over to where the food was and sat with his family.

-He sat with you in his lap as the food was served. He made you a plate with a tiny, to him and his family, portion of food on it for you. However, he knew you really couldn’t eat anymore than what he put on it.

-His children side eyed him when he finished putting food on your plate, but didn’t question him. You had started to fully wake up when you smelled the food in front of you. You had eaten with Jake and Neytiri before, so you were excited for more of the food they make. You sat up straighter and reached to take the plate from Jake.

-He smiled and held it away from you to watch you pout at him. You ‘yelled’ at him, “Jake-Jake, give it!” He just chuckled and kissed your head then handed it to you. You smiled and started to eat.

-You got done with what was on your plate when everyone else was almost done with theirs. Neteyam asked if you wanted any more food and you just shook your head. He said okay, and side eyed you while you sat back against his dad. He and the rest of the family were kind of jealous of him for it.

-From then on you had slowly started to spend more and more time with the Sullys. Not because you asked to, but because they just took you with them to do stuff everyday.

~mini timeskip~

-You had been worried because of how many times you had to stay with Mo’at while the Sullys were fighting with humans. You really didn’t like any humans besides your Aunt, Norm, and Max at this point.

You were still with Mo’at in the healers tent when Kiri came in and picked you up to hand you to Neytiri. As she walked to the Sullys’ home you saw Jake, Neteyam, and Lo’ak looking really beat up. This made you really worried. You looked up at Neytiri and asked, “Hey Tiri? Are the boys okay?” She looked down at you and gave a strained smile while telling you that they would be fine.

She sat with you and Tuk in their home, with you in her lap and stroking Tuk’s hair to keep you two calm. The rest of the family came in a few hours later, Kiri annoyed and tired, and all of the boys bandaged up. You were concerned, but stayed where you were because you knew that Neytiri was also upset about this and that having you and Tuk near her was helping keep her calm.

You were present for dinner with them before Jake took you back to the lab for the night, which was odd for him now.

-Jake took the walk back home to discuss taking you with their family to the Metkayina. Neytiri didn’t want to leave the forest, but knew going would keep their family safer, including you.

-They both agreed to get you and your stuff the next day so you could make the move with them. Whether you wanted to or not. You were part of their family.

-They let their kids know the plan when they made it home. None of the kids were excited, but were happy that you would be going with them

-They had all packed all the stuff they could so they could leave as soon as they got you. They knew it would be better to just tell Mo’at and get you and your stuff as soon as Norm and Max got to work so they couldn’t be questioned for where they were taking you.

-As morning came, they loaded their stuff onto their Ikrans. Tuk would be riding with Neytiri and you would be riding with Jake. They came to the lab, and had you talk to Tuk while they packed your stuff and brought it out to the Ikrans. Jake got a blanket to wrap around you before he strapped you to him so you didn’t get cold during the flight over to the reefs.

-The flight took until the next day and you were getting tired of not being able to move around when you were awake. Though you slept for a lot of the ride because of the soothing motions of flying.

You could see that you were almost there, and were squirming in excitement. You were frustrated with being swaddled for so long. Once the Ikrans landed you were moved to be strapped on Jake’s back, which you whined about. At least they took away the blanket so you wouldn’t get overheated.

You were peeking over his shoulder to look at the new place and navi people. Two of them came to the front of the group, so you knew that they must be important. You looked at Jake from your strange angle as they greeted him and copied him by bowing your head as well.

The rest of the family saw this and smiled at you. This also made Ronal notice you and glare at Jake while saying he brought a demon here. Jake immediately defended you by saying you were just a child and part of their family. You smiled at his words. But still squirmed to get down. Jake sighed and untied you from him to set you down on the dock.

You were happy to stand on your own, but still stuck to Jake and gripped his leg. You looked up at the two navi and shyly waved your hand at them and bowed your head again. This made the man’s eyes soften at you, so you slightly smiled at him. He introduced himself and his wife, “I am Tonowari, and this is my mate Ronal. Why have you come here?”

Jake explained that they were seeking something called ‘uturu’ to protect their family from the bad humans. This just made Ronal angry and accused him of bringing war there. He denied it and said he just wanted his family to be safe. Tonowari caved and allowed them to stay, as long as they learned the Metkayina’s ways.

You smiled and said thank you to them for allowing you to stay. This finally made Ronal soften. She stopped glaring at you and gave you a fond look. This just made Neytiri glare at her from behind you. And with that, you got picked up again and got brought to the ‘marui’ by the pretty navi that was the two metkayina’s daughter.

-The kids were gonna be taught something by the chief’s kids and you wanted to go with them. It had been a while since you got to swim. You asked Neytiri to help you into a swimsuit so you could go with them.

-She helped you with it and told you to be careful before kissing your forehead and having you go while holding Kiri’s hand. That got hard for you so she carried you with them.

-You were excited to swim even if you wouldn’t be able to keep up with the Sully siblings. You went into the shallow water to wade around and look for shells while the chief’s children made their way over.

-They introduced themself again and you finally caught their names. Tsireya and Aonung. You told her she had a pretty name and got a large smile in return. Afterwards she asked if you wanted to try to learn the lesson as well. The Sullys weren’t happy, but you said you would try anyway.

-Tsireya was happy to have you join them, but didn’t expect much from you. She motioned you to follow them to the deeper water, so you started to slowly swim over to them. She was impressed at your ability to swim, but thought that you wouldn’t be able to do much else.

-She gave instructions for the forest navi on how to hold their breath properly to dive deep, and Kiri got it right away but the others were struggling a little bit. It only took the others a few more tries to get the hang of it. She then went over to you, who she found just floating on your back with your eyes closed and a smile on your face. This made her very happy for some reason.

-She pushed water towards you to get your attention. Once you looked at her while treading water, she asked if you wanted to learn the breathing lesson with her help. You smiled at her and nodded.

Tsireya gently took your hand and dragged you closer to her in the water. You were so tiny compared to her, she found it adorable. She re-explained the lesson while you intently listened to her. You nodded after she was done talking and took a breath how you thought she explained it before diving under the water.

She dove right after you to watch over you and saw you looking around under the water with wide eyes and a big smile. She followed you under the water, surprised at how well you were holding your breath for such a tiny human. You only lasted a few minutes before going back to the surface. She came up at the same time as you and held you up as you gushed to her about how beautiful it was.

She giggled as you went on about how amazing it was. Neteyam and Lo’ak were silently fuming watching you talk with Tsireya. They made eye contact before making their way over to you. They grabbed you to drag you with them. You giggled as they tickled you once you came over to the group of Sullys. Tuk and Kiri resurfaced when they noticed you with their brothers. Tuk came up beside your tiny group and started gushing with you about the beauty of the reef. Kiri decided to startle you by grabbing your ankle as she came back up.

You shrieked when your ankle was grabbed, but just pouted when Kiri started laughing once she was at the surface again. You shouted, “Not funny Riri!” Everyone just laughed at that, which made you pout more. You then huffed and dragged Kiri with you to go look at shells in the shallows.

You were pretty slow, so Kiri started dragging you with her as she swam to the shallows. Once you were able to stand in the water you went to the place where you could see shells before and called Kiri over to you. Tsireya ended up coming over to you two to ask what you were doing. You excitedly told her you were looking for pretty pink shells to take back to the marui to have Neytiri help make into a top for you.

-She said she would help you find all the pink shells you wanted, happy to see you so excited about it. You continued telling her about how pretty you thought the shell and pearl tops were that you had seen earlier. She giggled at your excitement.

-Aonung was watching his sister in confusion. He did see how cute you were, but didn’t understand his sister’s fascination with you. Their parents had told them to behave with the Sullys and especially the tiny one. He agreed, because he recognized how fragile you could be.

-He continued helping the siblings learn to dive while watching his sister with the girl and child. He just furrowed his brows at how happy she looked just finding shells with a random child she just met.

-He huffed and turned back to the other siblings to find them also looking at you. Which they always seem to be doing. He huffed and decided to end their lesson for the day.

-They all then swam over to you to help with finding more shells.They all had smiles on their faces while searching for shells with you. He just didn’t quite understand them and their borderline obsession with you.

-Tsireya went to get a small basket to put all your shells in. Once you decided you had enough shells, you took the basket and ran to find Neytiri.

-You found her in a tent with Ronal. You walked up to her and held up your basket to her. “Tiri, can you help me make a top with these?” You asked her very sweetly. She looked at your basket of shells and smiled while nodding at you. You looked at Ronal and asked if she wanted to help make you make a shell top too.

-Ronal went over, looked into your basket full of pink shells, and nodded at you with a fond look in her eyes. You told her all about how pretty you thought the shell and pearl tops metkayina women were wearing in the crowd of people. She just patted your head before getting some string to start weaving your top with.

You beamed at Neytiri as you described how you wanted the top to look like. With the shells dangling a little so they would jingle as you moved. She smiled and kissed your head before Ronal came back in with a good amount of string.

The two older women got started on making your top as you talked to them. You talked about how pretty the shells were, and how gorgeous the reefs were. When it was time to start making dinner, the top was finished and you had Neytiri help you put it on. You were beaming at the both of them because of how pretty you thought it was. You thanked both of them before running to find the Sully siblings or Jake.

You ran into Jake first. He was on a big thing with wings in the water with Tonowari with him. You got his attention by calling his name. He looked over at you and smiled while being confused at your new shirt. You began excitedly telling him about your day. About swimming and diving with Tsireya, looking for shells with her and the siblings, and having Neytiri and Ronal help make the top for you. He smiled and went over to you to pick you up and kiss your cheek. Tonowari was smiling at you too. He thought you were such a cute and kind child.

When you finished your rant, you looked at the creature in the water and asked what it was. Tonowari told you it was called a skimwing. You said that it was a cool name and looked harder at the creature. Tonowari smiled and asked if you wanted to get a closer look at it. You just nodded and Jake brought you closer to it. You made eye contact with the creature before reaching towards it. Both men were extremely surprised that it sat still and allowed you to pet it. It still puts a smile on Tonowari’s face though. It proved to him that you were such a sweet child even a skimwing could see it.

Seeing how it reacted, he made eye contact with Tonowari before they both nodded and he gently set you on its back. They let go of it and it swam in gentle circles with you, which made you smile and giggle. It got bored after a while and gently went under the water so you could swim off of it and away. You slowly swam back to Jake and he picked you up again.

You rested your head on his chest and yawned. He smiled and started walking back to the shore so you could take a nap before the communal dinner. You fell asleep on him while he was walking over to his children that were still with Tsireya and Aonung in the shallow water. He motioned to you before handing you to, surprisingly, Tsireya, who was the one that reached for you first. She nodded at him before he walked back to Tonowari to continue his own lessons before dinner.

-The Sully siblings were glaring at Tsireya while she was holding you to her. They had wanted to be the ones to hold you, she just happened to be closer to where Jake stood when walking over.

-She saw the glares and just smiled while looking down at you. She walked a little further into the water and swayed while holding you to her chest. You snuggled further into her when she did this. Her heart melted from how sweet of a child you were.

-She walked back to the siblings to ask how old you were. They told her you five. She was surprised that this was how tiny human children were at that age.

-She was holding you for about 40 minutes before their mothers came to tell them the communal dinner was ready. She sighed as Neytiri took you from her to bring you to where the Sullys would be eating.

-Tsireya went to her family and watched you sit in Neytiri’s lap while Jake made you a plate. Her whole family periodically looked over at you. It seems you had left an impression with all of them.

-Her and her parents had been frowning at how little food is put in the bowl meant for you. But if the Sullys found it fine, it must be okay. They ate on their own as the other family made conversation while they were all eating. You finished before the rest of the family and leaned back into Neytiri. Lo’ak asked if you wanted any more food, but you just shook your head.

-The other family just seemed content that you got enough food. They figured that it made sense with how tiny you were. You probably couldn't eat much at once.

-After dinner you went back to the shallows with the siblings and the chief’s children. There are no more lessons for the day, you just splashed in the shallows with the siblings. You started floating again as everyone else swam further in.

-You peacefully floated while looking up at the sky. After a while the sun started setting and you continued looking up at the beautiful colors going across the sky. You heard the water moving close to you and you looked around to find Neteyam coming over to you. You stood up and walked onto the shore with him

Neteyam called his other siblings over as well as he picked you up and brought you back to the marui with him. He went in to see that his mom had brought Tuk with her. He nodded at her while she went to put Tuk into the family bed. He had changed you into some of your night clothes while his mom went to call the others into the marui.

When everyone was in and dried off, they all got ready to sleep as well. They had all laid down before bundling your blanket around you and setting you on top of their sleep pile. They all fell asleep fast from all of the excitement of the day.

-They had all gotten used to living there and had gotten you to think of them as your family. You eventually called Jake and Neytiri ‘Dad’ and ‘Mama’, and the siblings your brothers and sisters.

-This made them all very happy, and they had started smothering you with affection because of it.

#awotw #awotw x reader #platonic yandere #child reader #sully family #sully family x reader

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dragons-and-handcuffs · 4 months

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I just had a horrible idea

Aegon being obsessed with milfs but…. The milf is his Hightower aunt. Mother’s sister

Hightowers don’t have the same customs as Targaryens. She doesn’t approve of that. And she never could imagine that Aegon would see her that way

She’s kind to him and she doesn’t realize he can hardly contain himself from taking her right there. She doesn’t know how desperately he touches himself to the thought of his lovely aunt at his mercy

Eventually he snaps. He can’t contain his obsession anymore. And she’s horrified. She’s no Targaryen! This is improper! He should know better! But he just doesn’t care. He’ll rip her clothes and violate his aunt anyways. In the sept, in front of the gods she loves so much, she’s defiled by her own nephew

She can only pray while her nephew pounds away at her and moans while sucking her breasts in desperation

When he’s finally done she’s shaky in the legs and leaking. He’s so apologetic and begs her forgiveness and she just might give it. But being so close to her breasts again, seeing his proper aunt ruined by him. In the sept. He’s painfully hard again and can’t resist another go. Flipping her over and making her stare at the statue of the mother while he takes her desperately, squeezing her breasts and keeping her pinned

Maybe she should stop him after that. But the shame of admitting your nephew took you in a holy place….

She doesn’t say anything

He insists on visiting her whenever he can and begging for comfort. But usually ends up taking her again and again

She starts softening about it. Surely it can’t be that bad. He just needs love after all…. And it’s not like it didn’t feel GOOD in an odd way

Her nephew violating her so desperately. In the eyes of the gods. She should feel ashamed of enjoying this now

But that’s not what she’s thinking

She’s too busy grasping the sheets while Aegon pressed down against her, sucking her breasts and pounding her like it’s his last day alive

He just needs love…. It’s not wrong if she’s doing her duty to support the future king

At least that’s what she tells herself when she’s being taken from behind, her belly starting to bulge, and her breasts newly sensitive in a way Aegon very much enjoys.

Aegon doesn’t deny it to himself. He knows what he’s doing. He’s getting off to claiming his aunt’s cunt and filling her with his seed. And he regrets nothing

Imagine aunt!reader is married with kids or a widow with kids. Aegon has seen her pregnant and noticed her belly and breasts get huge. He would go and jerk off while thinking about her.

It is after you gave birth and the absence of your husband has made you dedicate more time to the gods, that Aegon finally lost control.

Imagine him creepily spying on you first. Watching you bath or get dressed or nurse your baby. He gets jealous when you give your full attention to your children. He needs you away from them, somewhere where he can have you alone.

You never in your wildest nightmare thought that you would be in the sept, bend over by your nephew, tits out and getting fucked from behind.

The shame and humiliation is unbearable but Aegon doesn't care. He apologizes as he cum inside you. He apologizes till you accept it and then fucks you again because he just can't have enough of you

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night and finding Aegon fucking you and touching you. All this is wrong. You are not a Targaryen. This is not normal. But Aegon also needs the care only you can provide. Is it not your duty as his aunt to provide him with what ever he needs?

Imagine every time he takes you from behind or makes you look at him as he cums in you. Sometimes in the sept he would get you completely naked, telling you that it's your gods and the future King's will.

Imagine the loving mother and the widow is now her nephew's whore

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openconceptpanicroom · 5 months

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The Keeper

-Chapter One: A Gift Unwanted-

Prince Aemond x Dragonkeeper!Reader

Summary: Reader is given to The Greens along with an egg before the Dance as a gift to Prince Maelor. Her job is ensure the egg hatches as a "goodwill," present from Princess Rhaenyra. However, the Greens doubt these good intentions and no one is more suspicious than Prince Aemond. Pride, lust, envy and paranoia make the One-Eyed Prince almost beastly.

TW: MDNI, Aemond is very repressed, choking, threats of violence, obsessive love interest, power imbalance. AN: Aemond's POV in next chapter.

The Dragonpit of King’s Landing was a grand system of tunnels and caverns carved into stone. At the heart of the Dragonpit sat the nursery, a circular room with filled with hot coals to warm eggs marked for their future riders. Over each clutch hung wide open vents to funnel out the smoke, though it did little to lessen the heat of this place. It was here that you spent most of your days, drenched in sweat as you changed out coals beneath the egg you had been sworn to protect. A pale green egg promised to the babe Prince Maelor, a kind gift from his estranged aunt. You first felt pride at being the one to hatch and raise this dragon for a Prince to one day ride. Now, you were… cautious. A dragonkeeper acolyte once under the charge of Princess Rhaenyra, you now rested your head so close to those she had fled from. It had not been unknown to you that the Queen and Princess did quarrel. Although, perhaps naively, you had assumed you would be safe from the crossfire of their rivalry.

It was quite irritating to be so wrong.

Prince Maelor was no more than a week old when Princess Rhaenyra drafted together a ship filled with goods for her youngest nephew. Glittering gemstones, rare silks from Lys, handcrafted toys of fine wood from Pentos, books of varying degrees of academic difficulties, and a dragon egg with a keeper. To the untrained eye, it was selfless. Colder hearts felt differently. The usually fertile she-dragon Dreamfyre had failed to lay a clutch in two years, meanwhile Syrax had just laid one that month. To gift an egg with a dragonkeeper showed Princess Rhaenyra’s arrogance. Her belief that the God’s favored her so much that it was all but guaranteed Syrax’s egg would bring forth a new dragon. Whether or not this was Princess Rhaenyra’s intentions mattered little. You were seen as at best an insult and at worst a spy.

All that kept you from further interrogation was the knowledge that you would never be in the Red Keep. You were, after all, a dragonkeeper. They were not to enter the palace without reason, and certainly not without guards to take them about the keep. So long as you did as you said you would and kept away from the castle, you were left alone.

For the most part.

As you laid red-hot coals over Prince Maelor's egg, you felt that an eye upon your back. It spread chills over your skin despite the blazing heat. You let out a slow breath and laid your shovel to the side, pulling your thick leather gloves from your hands. For weeks now, you resided here with forty other dragonkeepers. None had had issue with your being here. There was no Queen to bother and no Lord Hand to stare at you incredulously. All you did, all day, was care after the egg and assist the other keepers in their chores. Yet He still came to stare at you. To mock you. To disturb you.

“Iksis se Dārilaros's drōmon issare jūndan tolī, acolyte?”*

You sucked burning air through your teeth, lowering your scarf as you turned to face him. Prince Aemond stood in the entryway of the nursery, the heat already showing in beads of sweat on his face. Thin strands of silvery-white hair stuck to his face, one hanging just over his eyepatch. He was dressed to ride, all in black with one glove on and the other still in his fist. Black were his clothes, like that of a raven. A one-eyed raven. He used to be so quiet, Prince Aemond. For a brief time, you had known him. A freckled and shy boy with eyes of pale violet. Small and awkward, so hopeful that his egg on Dragonstone would hatch. That boy was dead. Replaced by this man that bore his name but not his heart, all memory of you gone.

Bowing your head, you forced your voice to stay neutral, “Kessa, Ñuha Dārilaros.”*

His jaw clenched almost imperceptibly, either irritated by your response or that you were yet again unbothered by him. Prince Aemond was one so used to insult, that anything without a readily available explanation was assumed to be some manner of slight aimed at him. Your presence was one of these assumed slights, was what an elder had said to you.

“Māzigon kesīr, zaldrīzes buzdari.”

His voice was ice in your blood, and his words pulled you to him. The blood of Old Valyria was your master. Even when it mocked you. Your feet were slow but not clumsy as you stopped to stand before him. Eyes to the ground even then, as show of respect. Acolyte’s are not to make eye contact with those of the royal family. You swallowed thickly as the tips of Prince Aemond’s boots came into your view.

“It gives me great vexation every time I look upon you. A mere acolyte, charged with caring for my nephew’s egg. Yet another example of my half-sister’s contempt. The Whore of Dragonstone cannot spare an elder, so she sends you,” Prince Aemond’s tone almost made you roll your eyes. Another accusation of negligence. Gods be merciful if you ever made a true mistake or misstep in his presence. “Prince Maelor will not suffer due to your incompetence.”

Your back ached from changing out the coals over and over. New callouses made their home over old callouses on your palms and fingers. Every inch of you was caked in sweat and soot. From the moment you rose to the moment you laid to sleep, you thought of the egg. His concerns were absurd, truly. Resisting the ever-growing urge to say so, you merely asked, “What more does Your Grace want for me to do to prove I am competent? I am your servant.”

A beat of pure silence passed.

What was expected was more of his insults, accusations of negligence on your part. You did not prepare yourself for his ungloved hand which then grabbed your jaw. With his bare hand he yanked up your face so that you had no choice but to look at him. He pulled you close, staring down at you with the closest thing to a smile you had seen since meeting him again. Your pulse raced beneath his touch. He smelled of dragon, of bergamot, and coriander. Hair of starlight and one piercing eye of violet. Confronted so close and so suddenly by his fury and his beauty, blessed by the blood of Old Valyria. It felt indecent to be so close to one such as he. To know his palm was now marked by the filth of your labor.

His hand slipped from your chin to your throat, fingers closing slowly. The coldness of his stare marked by something darker. Lips moving, he murmured something you couldn’t quite catch. It was growing hard to focus. To maintain composure. The sweltering heat, his glare, his fingering stealing your breath with every second.

At last, you let out a whimper of a moan. Prince Aemond’s voice answering it with an audible groan. It was quick, but you heard it. Just as he released that hungry growl did he release you. You hacked and coughed on air that was too tainted to give you any sort of relief. By the time you could take a breath without wheezing, he was several feet away from you. He gave one last warning before leaving you in the nursery that day, “My nephew’s egg will hatch, or you will feel the consequences of your failure. Do you understand?”

All you can do is bow and say, "I understand, Your Grace."

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High Valyrian Translations (*)

"Is the prince's egg being looked after, acolyte"

"Yes, my prince"

"Come here, dragon slave"

#aemond fanfiction #prince aemond #aemond one eye #aemond targaryen #hotd #hotd fic #hotd x reader #aemond x reader #hotd aemond #prince aemond targaryen #prince aemond x reader #prince aemond x you #aemond x dragonkeeper!reader

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Waking Lions 4

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You learn some things, do Laswell a favor, and run into Captain again. This is becoming a bad habit.

Speech in italics is Russian, this chapter.

Warnings: Swearing, aftermath of violence, vague threat from terrorist, MW2019 typical Russians, blood, injury (not to reader), spy shit.

Word count: 2k

Serious slow burn John Price x f!reader

You discovered the plot on accident. Really.

It was just… one of those things.

Sergio had invited you to stay for a few days and play with his girls, so you did. You brought them gifts from Turkey, California, and Scotland (you’d had a layover and had gotten bored in the airport).

The girls were darling, and you’d known them both all their lives. You would never, ever marry Sergio (not least because of his obsession with the next future ex-wife) but you loved his kids. Sophia and Natalia. For a while, when you’d initially started building this relationship, you’d helped tutor Sophia.

Now, you played with the girls and helped to keep them out of trouble and helped with their homework. You were more or less the weird aunt they saw every once in a while, and that worked for you.

The girls were asleep, but you’d been unable to sleep yourself. So you got up, figuring you’d have a little snack or some water and wander a bit.

Except wandering may not have been the best idea.

Low voices from a sitting room had you on alert, and you moved as quietly as you knew how, creeping closer.

“...perfect bait for them,” someone was saying in Russian. Not Sergio. You didn’t recognize this voice, actually.

“Why do you want to capture one of them?” That was Sergio, sounding vaguely disgusted. “More of a risk this way, no?”

“You are short-sighted,” the first speaker said. Well, he was definitely above Sergio, then. “Capturing an operative will give us an edge.”

There was a beat of silence. “Still sounds risky,” Sergio grumbled. “But it is your will, so we will see it done. When will you set the bait?”

“It has been set already,” the leader said, sounding smug. “I let information leak about the gas storage, so the Americans will know of it by now. We will be ready this time.”

Well. That was fucked.

There were days when the back and forth espionage shit got on your last nerve.

“To a successful hunt, then,” Sergio offered, the gentle clinking of glasses following his words.

You might be able to hear more if you stayed… But you also ran the risk of discovery. And that would end poorly for you.

Bullet in the head kind of poorly.

So you snuck away back up to your room, debating the best way to alert Laswell. Text was risky, but a call would be more risky, especially here. You couldn’t wait until morning, just in case people were already en route. And since you didn’t have a location…

You puffed out a breath, walking into the en suite and shutting the door. There was no easy way to do this, and you didn’t trust Sergio not to have bugs planted in the bathroom. So you hummed to yourself as you typed out a quick text.

Gas a trap for info. Advise abort.

There. That was… not your best work, admittedly, but you were a bit strapped for time. It got your point across.

And, really, if someone managed to get hold of your text records, you had more things to worry about than the wording of a single text.

She replied two minutes later. Copy. Send updates.

You puffed out a breath. She was so lucky you liked her. (And that you were indebted to her still for her help.)

Turning the shower on, you decided maybe a bit of hot water would help you relax enough to get to sleep.

You were very glad you had the girls as an excuse to be out of the house for the fallout of the failed mission. Sergio didn’t tell you anything, but the blooming black eye spoke for him.

You stayed another week, mostly because the girls pleaded with you to stay. But a little bit because you were curious and wanted to see if you could hear anything else. When that ended up being futile, you booked a flight to Morocco.

Because why not.

The plan was to touch base with someone you knew who had fingers in shipping pies. (Seriously, the woman was an absolute master. She could get anything anywhere in the world, for the right price.) And, of course, to eat some delicious food, and check on the hideaway you kept there. You had several across the globe, but it had been a while since you’d been to this one. You probably needed to change out some of the non-perishables.

It was supposed to be a low-key, quiet trip. Relaxing. The only adventure you wanted was wandering through the city.

It was not a low-key, quiet trip.

Three days in, you’d restocked your hideaway, contacted your shipping master friend, and found a new place with some of the best food you’d ever had. It was shaping up to be a good trip.

And then a man dropped down in front of you, woozy, dark skin glistening with sweat. The tactical vest was a dead giveaway, but the flag was a surprise.

You very purposely did not look for a name. But you did do a quick sweep of the rest of him.

Blood seeped out from under the vest, staining his shirt, and you swore softly.

“You need help.”

“I’m fine.” But the words were a little sluggish, one hand pressing over the wound at his hip.

“You need help,” you reiterated, glancing around, suddenly wary. You did not want to be caught in the crossfire of this, and the longer you stayed out in the open, the more likely that became. “Please. I’ve got bandages back at my place.”

His gaze held yours, suddenly hard, calculating. “I’ve got people on the way,” he said, clearly testing.

“Good, then they can pick you up.” You ducked under one of his arms, your own looping across his back. “Come on, in we go. Before whoever shot you finds us both.”

He gave in, letting you walk him down half a block and inside. He didn’t even complain going up the stairs to your hideaway, though you could see the way his jaw clenched.

“This one’s mine,” you told him, pulling your keys out of your pocket when you reached the appropriate floor. It took a moment to get the door unlocked and maneuver him inside without letting go - he was slowly leaning more on you for support. You kicked the door shut after the two of you and more or less carefully deposited him in a chair. He groaned softly, like he didn’t even mean to, and you winced in sympathy.

Fortunately, all your hideaways had first aid kits stocked, and you thumped it onto the table in front of him.

“I’ll help if you want,” you offered, taking a step back and putting your hands up, away from your body. “But you are very well armed and I am not.”

“S’alright,” he muttered, accent effortlessly charming even as he popped open the first aid kit. “I’ve got it.” His gaze lifted to yours, a little less wary and a little more curious. “What’s your name?”

You tutted at him, amused despite yourself. “Does it matter? You need to get patched up and wait until your buddies come get you.” You put two sealed water bottles onto the table for him, already kind of mourning your decision. Dammit, you shouldn’t have brought him here.

“Thank you.” He tugged his shirt up and out of the way to press gauze to the still-bleeding gash.

“Don’t thank me yet,” you muttered, more to yourself than him. You stepped past him into your bedroom, taking a quick look around. Only a few things of sentimental value resided here, and you were quick to throw those and a change of clothes into a duffel bag.

You had to burn this hideaway now. Not literally, but you’d never be able to come back here again.

At least nothing here would give them more information on you.

You set the duffel bag on the floor by the door, ignoring his gaze. You let yourself look around one last time. You really liked this place. Damn.

“Where are you going?” His voice was calm, just a hint of urgency there.

“Nowhere yet, I suspect,” you said on a sigh, turning to look. He didn’t actually have a weapon in hand, which rather surprised you. “Just getting ready to go once your friends arrive.”

His eyes narrowed, suspicion growing. Your smile was crooked and understanding.

“Just because I helped you doesn’t mean I want that kind of attention,” you said, hands carefully palms-out at your sides again. “Nothing personal.”

He didn’t seem quite sure what to make of you, shoulders tense, fingers twitching. Then he blinked once and lifted his free hand to the radio on his vest. “Injured, currently patching up. Indoors, one unknown.”

Ah. You were likely the unknown. Well. Fair, honestly. You were acting pretty suspicious for anyone who didn’t know you.

“Solid copy.” His hand left his radio, but his gaze stayed fixed on you. “They’ll be here in a few minutes.”

“And I suppose I’m to wait here until they arrive?” You puffed out a breath. “Alright, sure.” You had contingencies, if you needed them. If you really needed to, you could call Laswell. But you hoped you didn’t have to.

The wait was silent and felt like it dragged on forever, although in reality it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. Two heavy knocks pulled you from your spot, and you opened the door.

And then blinked.

“Captain?”

His expression immediately settled into a scowl. “Ace.”

“Huh.” You stepped back to let him in. “I take it this one’s yours, then?” You nodded back at the wounded man behind you.

“Yes.” He stepped past you, momentarily dismissing you to kneel by the injured man. You could hear them speaking quietly, going over the situation. But Captain’s voice had softened a little, care clear in the way he checked his man. He did have a heart after all.

That would be your cue to leave.

You picked up your duffel bag and managed to take one step before a quiet, “Sir,” cut you off.

“Where are you going?”

Captain was glaring at you now, tense, wary. Probably thinking the worst of you. Again.

“I have to abandon this place now anyway,” you pointed out reasonably. “You might as well enjoy it, get properly patched up before you go.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Is it not enough to know that I’m leaving?”

“No.” He stood, prowling over to you, using his height to loom over you.

You debated with yourself, head tilting to one side, looking up at him. You could probably make it if you distracted him with something and ran. Then again, you might not, and you were not in the mood today to be thrown around.

“I am planning on getting the hell out before whatever chaos you’re involved in explodes.” You kept your tone dry, chin tipping in challenge.

His lips thinned. “No.”

“You’re not my boss,” you said quietly, stepping into him, refusing to back down. “And you can’t keep me here, not without all kinds of trouble. I’ll be on my way to another country, and you can bug out as soon as you want.”

He was going to keep arguing with you, you could see it in the tension in his shoulders, the way his hands were ready to grab you. But something distracted the both of them, Captain turning to the injured man.

You didn’t wait. You booked it, hauling ass out of the apartment and down the stairs. You heard the yell behind you, but you didn’t acknowledge it, focused on getting out.

And once you were outside, it was easy to find crowds and blend in, easy to get to the airport and buy a ticket to Cairo. From there, you weren’t sure, but you did know one thing.

Captain was showing up too often in your life. He was becoming a distraction. And that? That could be a problem.

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medic/spy is extremely underrated and all of the very little content for them is way too angsty. they r literally two silly bitchy old queens who never say anything nice about eachother but you can tell they hold lots of affection for each other. they r psychosexually obsessed with eachother. i want more of whatever they have going on in the meet the medic video "kill me" "later" theyre literally so funny together and no one gets it

YESSS EXACTLY they're both so mean and I love that for them I think. Medic doesn't quiiiite have a Wine Aunt vibe but I think he can be a wine aunt when he wants to be. Medic is violently psychosexually obsessed with Spy and is giddy and giggly about it, drawing pictures of her getting decapitated in sparkly gel pen while laying on his stomach kicking his feet up, and Spy is violently psychosexually obsessed with Medic, seething malding gritting her teeth at night thinking about him. This is super normal and very romantic for them btw

#ask #anon #tf2 #spy #medic #medispy #gentle surgery

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Hero or Villain?…Anti-Hero OC

Katherine Lang

“I’m sorry, do we have a problem? No? Good. Get out! Cause i will dig up every track you buried til it kills me.”

Full Name: Katherine ‘Katrina’ Lang

Nicknames: Katrina, Kat, Ms. Lang, T

Age: 16-28 years old

Height: 5’4

Occupation: Agent of Red Room, Strikers , SHIELD/HYDRA—whatever the job payment is.

Skills: Technical basic training, disguises, getaway driver, panel controls as in she will order her men to strike you down, research and response center. She is usually being of assistance when needed. She’s also good with guns.

“When everyone knows your tragedy, they treat you differently. Like you’re gonna break or fight them, right? Even if they might be trying to help, all they do is remind you of the most painful moment of your life.”

Ethnicity: Her father is of Dutch descent. Her mother is of Chinese descent. But she grew up in different places across the USA.

Relationship Status: Single.

Titles: The Lady In Red, Stiletto, The Innocent

Personality: Snarky, quiet, slightly charming, daring, a little cold hearted and utterly willing to do what she believes is worth her benefits. As well as time. Growing to be obsessive and emotional, especially with a passion for getting stuff done. Even if it meant ordering a kill or two.

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-> Backstory

-> Katrina grew up in and out of foster homes. Had at least less than dozens of families take her under their wing, even her aunt as well after her parents died tragically by an explosion in the middle of a highway. She will never know who or how it happened, and honestly, she didn’t care too much to find out.

Especially when a lot of people knew of that unknown tragedy to her lifetime, almost a poster girl for the unexpected moments.

Due to her natural beauty and use of clothing, she appeared to make sure she was as gentle as a flower. Having a guys and even girls wrapped around her finger in early high school years. Ending up as one of the cheerleaders for extra credits, because that’s what she believed her parents and aunt wanted her to be.

However it wasn’t exactly what she desired to be doing. Wanting to fight for what she believes is worthy, see the world development underneath her fingertips, and get a glimpse of the jobs done. Understand it.

Across her 16th year of life, being in the care of foster parents, she was given the odd opportunity to go to Paris. While she was there she visited the Kawatche cave walls, getting a feeling like she meant to be at that old building. As the symbols called her names like a witching tone into her grasp, she felt someone tap her shoulder sliding a envelope under her armpit as they did.

“What do you want?” She asked, not looking at the person, just staring at the walls.

“I heard your little small story.” Said the voice, female, sounding almost crisp and whispery.

“What of it?”

“Public tragedy of dead parents. Foster homes. Good grades. Deeming track record in social life.”

“I was a cheerleader. A preppy gray example of the good girl.”

“That’s what the others want to believe, my dear. Secretly you’ve been knocking back the doors and stealing a few items, getting caught in the mist of a scandal between an old friend who tried to kill you?”

“..she was uh, controlled by some smoke in the school halls. So was i..i took the axe and destroyed walls. But she didn’t kill me.”

“But you almost did. She tried to do the same. Both did some serious damage to the school. Why?”

“..everyone wants something they can’t have. Money, looks, love, be understood..hell, even friendship. Just some controls over something. I guess she was jealous. I wiped the footage clean from security cameras afterwards..It was the past, why come now?”

“Open it.”

She opened it. Spy. The envelope said a few more things but that’s the word which caught her name. Striking expression appeared on her face, as she looked over her shoulder at the women for the first time. She was brunette, tall, lean brown eyes and dressed in gray coat with a black dress underneath. She was stunning with a small lined smile, nodding.

“Spy..agent?” She asked the women.

“Whichever one suits you. We are always willing to take in strays from the litter, my dear.” She replied with a shrug.

“I an not a stray!”

“Suit yourself. I’m just giving you an opportunity to workout your future. You’ll be good at it, i hope.”

Katherine knew that she wasn’t exactly seen right away in people’s eyes. Her past was always a little foggy and she was young, what does she have left to lose? Be the poster girl or something else?

———

Of course she choose the latter. Arriving underground side in Paris, finding the women and agreed to take a peek of the wider view of the world.

-> Over the years, she trained in basic gymnastics and kickboxing aside from the ones she knew already. She was around technical groups, diving in and using her tricks, gently roll of the touch voice, to convey the attention of others. Meeting a few short coming men and women, some even became friends. However, Katrina was never assigned to be strictly Red Room or Hydra material per say, which lead her to flexible with her schedule for trips.

Which also meant, she would go undercover as older allies, wig and custom made costumes with weapons in hand, in teams of two, to take down what threat that needed to be taken care of. Leaving her mark in black heels and a red pressed kiss on a notecard. Coming across SHIELD agents, the rich & famous such as The Starks and Feltons, and other unofficial agents who were neither bad or good.

Katrina never considered herself neither bad or good either, sometimes mad her wonder if she was in the wrong business.

She had undergone preparations and briefing for targets to be taken out. Keeping an eye on her fellow men and women on the field, calling the shots to be taken in their earpieces. Sometimes she doesn’t listen to her own voice in her head, roundhouse kicking or ordering herself to take another step furthermore.

-> Remember in Winter Solider when Natasha showed Steve her scar that was from The Solider who injured her, yes Barnes took the shot to kill the scientist, but Katrina and the others at the control panel were the ones to tell Barnes to do it.

She didn’t want to injure the ex-widow, but one look from her higher ranked member told her to message the order to do as he must.

Get the job done, even if it hurt or annoyed her to do so.

~~~

Recruitment had to be an intriguing part for her. Even though she tends to discuss the situation or disapprove of the recruiting process for others, she would look at her fellow students of the job, for their opinions.

They would just tell her to get the job done and everyone can go out for drinks later. She was actually apart of the group who recruited who willing suggests who said they have nothing else to lose, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff, believing that the job would be worthy of their time.

Seeing the world develop underneath their fingernails and try to understand what can be done.

Those same sentiments struck a tone with her, since they were similar to what she thought was right. In result, she felt somewhat empathetic towards the twins.

She understood them and their willingness to take on challenges, just none of them were taught in the correct manner to do so. Which made it a challenge.

Hell, she found the one with the platinum blonde and brunette roots pretty good looking . It didn’t help that he always flirted with her every chance he got, trying to sweep Katrina off her feet with every interaction. Thankfully she never fell for his charms. But she did blush.

The natural brunette beauty, she was a somewhat kind hearted but odd one like her, always tinkering and wondering around the halls. She sometimes found Katrina in the hallways or computer room of the building, if she was around, to talk. She always found herself holding her hand for comfort on both sides of the coin.

———

Katrina has taken jobs at few organizations, whoever was willing to give her a chance with a good payment. Being honest, she wasn’t always to please with every task she was given to do. A lot of time it the upmost basic stunts like being stealth to grab intel from a community of rich folks, digging up information that was buried in a system and or taking down unwanted eyes for a certain job.

Hell, she has worked for plenty of men and women across the country who have wanted to have her as assistance on a experimental project, even if it pushed her limits or pay rate. Having worked for company’s like Palmer, The Luther Family, HIVE and others over the years.

She didn’t always take the shot though, believing that there was another way to finish things. Or sometimes she faked the person undoing, knowing the boss wouldn’t ask for much, just evidence of some kind.

She sometimes, if the job called for it, saved herself and a few people in the possibilities of something rather lighter to happen in the future. People would call her a vigilante for the work she does, but not exactly a heroic act. But she tried.

~~~

Her looks were a dead giveaway that she’s wasn’t somewhat truly horrible, she had a light side and a dark side to her.

Everyone did.

But Katherine was like any other person in this lifetime, she wants to know what she can and cannot do. Not wanting to get hurt or feel hurt, even though pain is part of life.

She wants to see if she can push her limits and test out the results around her, even if it meant accidentally making the wrong choices or siding the anti-heroic path.

Sometimes it felt good to be a little cocky and act as bad as you can get. Other times it really doesn’t.

But at the end of the day, she makes the decision to take the gold or leave whatever her past is in the dust.

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-> But the real question, who will find her? Will be taken back to light side and rest in the work she has done? Who will she meet?

That’s what I got, I might edit and add more to her story later on. What did you think?

Also did I use quotes from the actress’s character in the series? Maybe haha.

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#my ocs #kristen kreuk #marvel oc #lana lang #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #age of ultron #the winter soldier #bucky barnes fanfiction #natasha romanoff #marvel x oc #anti hero oc #marvel fanfiction #tv oc #femme fatale #Spotify

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omg omg omg i’m so obsessed with leander x reader, please could there be more??? maybe where they all talk it out and the parents really see how inlove they are and gives them their blessing. So now they don’t have to hide the relationship and everytime Leander and Eris visit, she jumps in his arms and hug him. And her siblings are like ” ew we get it. ” and reader says ” i don’t even care enough to talk back, I love him too much”

and she realizes it’s the first time she says I love you to Leander and she blushes and he looks at her with so much love and he says i love you too, and leanders mother and feyre just look at them with awe. Even rhys and eris seem happy for them, and all the cousins just make fun of them.

The Fawn and Her Lion (Leander Vanserra x Reader)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 840

A/N: Hi love thank you so much for requesting! I genuinely love writing Acotar Next Gen so much, I'm sorry it took so long! I'm sorry it's a short one, but I hope you enjoy none the less! Feel free to visit again <3

Political meetings surprisingly became one of your favorite times of the year. Not because you particularly cared about court relations but because it was an excuse to see Leander. You pinned your curls back with pins of rubies, donning the blood-red dress. Aurelia had come bounding in and out of your room, opening your closets and jewelry boxes. You didn’t even care about the mess she was making this time, your only focus was on getting to see your boyfriend. It still felt unreal to you that you could call him that openly, that you could scream to every corner of Prythian that Leander Vanserra was yours and no one else’s.

“Darling,” Your father knocks on your door, and creaks it open with your permission. “Are you ready to go?” You stand from your vanity and turn to face your father, whose eyes shine like flecked starlight. He cups your cheeks in both of his hands, “You look so beautiful, just like your mother. You kids are growing so fast.” He shakes his head, looking at your mother who appears behind him arm and arm with Nyx and Aurelia.

“What is taking the two of you so long,” Your mother drawls, raising an eyebrow at her mate.

“Nothing dearest.” He turns, “We’re ready now, yes?” He looks at you and you nod. Nyx releases himself from your mother’s hold and links his arm with yours.

“Come now sister, we mustn’t keep lover boy waiting too long.” Nyx mocks in your ear, You see Aurelia snickering behind her hand.

“You’re just angry you’re all alone Nyxie. Maybe you should finally settle down,” You taunt back, nudging him in the ribs with your elbow.

“And leave the ladies of Prythian to grieve my absence. No thank you, little sister, I won’t be shackling myself anytime soon,” Nyx sends you a feral grin that makes you roll your eyes before his night-drenched power washes over you. You appear in the crowded living room of the townhouse, all your cousins and aunts spread out left to their own devices. Everyone is here tonight, even your Uncle Azriel’s mate who doesn’t usually attend court meetings. You sit with the twins as you wait the tortuous hour for the High Family of Autumn to arrive. You feel the spark of power and you turn to see Eris, his mate, and both of his children. Leander’s eyes immediately find yours and it takes every fiber in your being to stop yourself from jumping into his arms. You let him say his introductions and your parents take their leave before you stand to rise and he wraps you up in his arms, lifting you off of your feet with one strong movement. You spy Cordelia silently saying her hellos to Pandora over his shoulder, and you’re just about to say something when Leander pulls your face down to press a kiss to your lips.

“I’ve missed you, Fawn.” He mumbles, barely pulling himself away from you long enough to mutter the words. He’s wearing Night Court black tonight, which makes you feel like a thousand birds are unrestrained in your chest. Leander smiles at you and you want to swallow it whole. Not seeing each other for months clearly has taken its toll on both of you.

“I’ve missed you too Leo,” You smile against his mouth, ready to kiss him again, when you hear your brother miming throwing up so hard he loses his balance and almost spills his drink all over Cassandra’s dress. You level Nyx with your fiercest glare, but it doesn’t do much.

“We get it already, you both are very much deeply infatuated with each other, can we please move on now?” Cassandra pipes leaning back against the couch she’s chosen as a sanctuary for the night. Leo’s cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink which makes you want to push him until they light cherry red.

“I don’t even care,” You cup his cheeks in your hands before brushing back the russet curls that fell into his eyes. “I love him too much to be bothered by your teasing,” You throw back over your shoulder before you even realize your words. It’s your turn to blush when the gravity of what you just said has hit you. Leander stares at you like you’ve just hung the moon as he smiles at you like sunshine.

“You love me?” He questions cupping the side of your jaw with one warm hand, his magic stirring under his skin.

“Well, I thought that would be obvious,” a feline grin splits across your lips as he rushes forward to kiss you again.

“I love you too,” The words pour over you like melted chocolate, warming your entire body from the inside out. You’re lost in caramel eyes when Nyx starts again with the aggressive gagging. This time it makes you laugh, and you tuck your face into the crook of Leander’s neck breathing in the smell of cinnamon and allspice before you join the rest of your family.

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #acosf fanfiction #acotar imagine #acotar au #acotar next gen #Leander Vanserra #Leander Vanserra x Reader

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phantomss-pain · 10 months

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Michael and Charlie as parents details with their two kids Millie and Gregory.

Millie:

Millie is the oldest child by seven years.

She is like Charlie in the way that she is amazed and obsessed with something but instead of robotics she’s instead obsessed with poetry.

Her favourite uncle is Sammy with her favourite aunt being Cassidy.

When she was younger Millie loved hearing stories from her parents and even when she got older she still loves hearing a good story told by her parents

Millie shares the same music taste as her parents that being a love for rock and metal.

As she got older Millie started having issues with Charlie as she found Charlie being too overprotective of her and one day while Michael was away on a business trip Millie lashed out at her mother which hurt Charlie for a while.

Millie did apologise to Charlie when Michael came back home and found about what happened. At first Millie didn’t want to but after Michael told her about Charlie’s past and how William stabbed her Millie understood why Charlie was so protective of her daughter.

She is very shy like her mother though she retains Michael’s dry and sassy sense of humour.

Millie has a girlfriend called Sarah and at first was nervous about coming out as bi to her parents but after some begging by Sarah she came out with her parents accepting her for who she is.

Millie shares the same music taste as Michael and Charlie being rock and metal. Millie was the one to introduce Slipknot to her family and the band became something the four of them would bond over

Before Millie left for College she asked Michael if they could get tickets in 2009 to go to the UK festival Download as they were going to the UK for a late birthday trip for Charlie. What happened was one of Millie’s best memories with her mother as when Slipknot played live it was the best experience of their life with Millie seeing Charlie cry from happiness.

Gregory:

Gregory shares more his traits with Michael than Charlie but he still has his mother’s shyness.

Gregory’s favourite uncle is Evan due to his nice nature and his favourite aunt is Elizabeth due to how Elizabeth is the only person apart from Charlie to get under Michael’s skin which is always fun to watch.

Gregory loves slightly lurking in the background and spying on his older sister.

Once Millie had come out as bi and started being more open with being Sarah around to their house Gregory would often find the perfect timing to catch his sister making out with her girlfriend and ruining their moment.

Much to Millie’s annoyance Sarah and Gregory are friendly to each other and would often work together to annoy her.

Gregory would often help Charlie work as she builds new animatronics and would take notes of how Charlie builds the robots.

Gregory is definitely more closer to Michael than Charlie but he would definitely say that Charlie is his favourite.

For Charlie’s birthday Gregory asked Michael if the two could build a little robot for Charlie with Michael agreeing. That robot ended up being Helpy.

When Gregory is older he gets a girlfriend called Beth and is very secretive about her. It isn’t until Millie stumbles on the two kissing does the family find out.

#fnaf #charlie emily #fnaf marlie #michael afton #phantom headcanon #good timeline #good timeline au #sammy emily #fnaf cassidy #the crying child #elizabeth afton #millie fitzsimmons #millie fnaf #gregory fnaf

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theeblackmedusa · 1 year

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This is just a hc that i had, but Ayo and Aneka with Okoye's baby? They'd be the most attentive and caring aunts in the world and if someone so much as even looked at the baby the wrong way, they'd give one of those death glares. I feel like Okoye would have a girl, which would make them extra protective and they'd bicker about whether she'd be a Dora or a Midnight Angel, but Nakia would shake her head and jump in saying she'd be a War Dog.

Not only would they be very protective of Abeni (that's the name I think of when I think of Okoye and Attuma with a daughter), but they'd be so protective of Okoye, making sure she has everything she needs from the moment they find out she's pregnant, to the moment they get to go inside the hospital room post-birth, to present. They're the best aunts and sisters ever.

It would also prompt them to want a baby and they'd start exploring their options.

I just think they're too cute and would love if you picked this up? Thanks!

Ayo was with Okoye when she went into labor. They'd just gotten up from their lunch outing only for Okoye to double over in pain from the contractions. She didn't panic (at least externally), called Attuma, and hauled ass to get them to the hospital. Of course, Attuma showed up in no time, by Okoye's side immediately and as caring as he was, the man was a bundle of nerves. Okoye was in far too much pain to realize just how much Attuma was freaking out. He'd prepared himself as much as he thought possible and he was beyond excited, but the fact that it was finally happening? He couldn't believe it. In mere hours, he'd have a family of his own. Ayo, being the good friend she is, made sure that Attuma had everything he needed, which usually consisted of something to do and reminding him that the breathing exercises they'd learned also applied to him.

"Get her more ice chips!", "Let her squeeze your hand!", "Attuma, you must focus on your breathing or you will pass out before you meet your child!"

Aneka, Shuri, and Nakia had been alerted of Okoye's labor immediately and they were all there for moral support. Shuri and Aneka made it a point to keep Attuma level as Ayo and Nakia did the same for Okoye.

The birth goes smoothly and their beautiful daughter is born. She's healthy and a perfect mixture of her parents, Okoye's beautiful eyes and Attuma's pointed ears being the cutest little features that everyone couldn't stop obsessing over. Attuma would watch Okoye as she drifted off to sleep, exhausted beyond belief and he would hold their babygirl in his arms as he watched the room at peace knowing that his family was surrounded by people who wanted nothing for the best for them. He'd lock eyes with Ayo, who can't stop staring at little Abeni and he'd smile knowingly before giving the baby to Aneka and watching Ayo's loving stare as she watched her love cooing over the newborn, confirming his theory that Ayo was ready to start a family.

"Abeni is a strong name. The name of a Dora," Ayo would say as she stepped over to the pair, looking down at the baby and back at her favorite person.

Aneka would shake her head down at the baby and scrunch her nose.

"Oh, no. She is destined to be a Midnight Angel. Just like her mother and her favorite auntie," she'd say in a high-pitched voice, baby talk seeming to come natural to her. Ayo would laugh and stand with the two of them, letting her arm wrap around Aneka's waist as she took in the fact that they could have what Okoye and Attuma have: A family of their own.

"You are both wrong. This one will be a spy," Nakia would say confidently, causing Okoye to come out from the halfway asleep daze she'd found herself in just long enough to say "Over my dead body," before finding peace in a deep sleep.

As Ayo and Aneka explored their options for starting their family, they continued to be the most attentive aunts to little Abeni, constantly watching out for her and even defending her.

"Abeni, you must pick up your toys after you finish with them," Attuma would remind her as he walked through the sea of toys on the floor (most provided by Shuri, who'd made them specifically designed based on Abeni's interests).

"Oh, give her a break, Attuma," Aneka would say immediately. "What if she wants to come back to them later, hm?"

Once Okoye didn't feel like getting up for the remote and asked Abeni to grab it for her.

"Sithandwa, would you bring me the remote, please?"

"Ah, Okoye! You are an arm's length away from it," Ayo told her, not wanting her precious niece to have to pause her playing to get her mother a remote.

As much shit as Okoye and Attuma would give them for completely spoiling their girl, they were absolutely certain that the couple would make perfect parents.

"Just know that all the nonsense you pull in spoiling Abeni will be turned in your face when we get to meet your child," Okoye would tell them teasingly, smiling as her daughter slept across Aneka's lap. "Do not complain about us spoiling them."

Not only do Ayo and Aneka adopt a baby, but they also adopt a twelve-year-old girl, who made it her personal mission to be Abeni's muse. The two were inseparable, Abeni constantly following behind Zuri.

Of course, Okoye was right. Ayo and Aneka made the perfect parents. They were caring and patient with their baby boy as well as with Zuri.

"You spoil him, Okoye," Ayo told her as she watched Okoye on the ground playing with Omari.

Attuma shook his head as Aneka nodded in agreement with her wife. He placed a hand on each of their shoulders and laughed.

"Ah, we told you not to complain when we did the same to you," he told them jokingly, incredibly happy for the couple.

#ayo x aneka #okoye x attuma #ayeka #attoye #marvel #mcu #black panther wakanda forever #black panther #marvel ships #ayo #aneka #dora milaje #nakia #shuri #theeblackmedusa

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clippedionianvowels · 2 years

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Random Red Dwarf Headcanons:

I’ve had a bit too much wine and free time, and this is the result.

When Rimmer becomes hardlight, Lister sometimes lets him help with painting his clothes (e.g. see his painted leather jacket or the painted shirt he wears).

They take it in turns each week to make up a new game. Most of them are shit and get one play each, but sometimes this leads to classics. A favourite is ‘Hide the Freak’ where Rimmer is tasked with hiding and Holly provides various disguises to help him blend in. Think prop hunt, but with Rimmer. (This particular game was inspired by the polymorph). Rimmer agrees to play this VERY begrudgingly but secretly enjoys it.

Rimmer creates a hall of shoe trees using some display cabinets and a less busy corridor. It is a monument to fastidiousness but is at least tastefully done. It is soon expanded to include vintage wires and photographs of telephone poles, and before long Rimmer is forcing them all on tours through his museum.

The Cat went through a phase of using Kryten’s spare limbs as litter trays. No one speaks of this.

They nearly manage to form a band. No one speaks of this either.

Lister speaks Esperanto with Kryten for the simple reason that it drives Rimmer up the wall. (And maybe also so that he can treat Kryten as an agony aunt to help him deal with his crush on euro tunnel nostrils)

Kryten takes his role as agony aunt seriously, opening up a suggestion box which is thoroughly abused by Rimmer, who suggests that they all boil their heads.

The Cat gets into making bread and has a rather impressive sourdough starter. No one else has ever tried the bread.

Baby vending machines show up and no one notices at first because they are so small. They dispense tiktaks and M&Ms.

Kryten invents a new material and calls it ‘Krytonite’. No one has any idea what it can be used for.

Holly develops an obsession with playing eye-spy and the others are remarkably sporting about it.

#red dwarf #red dwarf headcanon #arnold rimmer #dave lister #the cat #kryten #rimmer/lister #this is very silly #feel free to add to this #I’m tipsy and I love thinking about them that is all #anyone have any idea as to what krytonite does? it’s gotta be stupid #cat is making bread because of the evolutionary impulse to KNEAD he needs to knead

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bonebabbles · 1 year

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First things first; unironically I love ASC's horrible bigoted antagonist Berryheart. God. Never change. FINALLY representation for your racist aunt who reads the Daily Mail and hates the Irish.

I will be profoundly upset if they try to "redeem" this girlboss, I want to watch her get worse so bad

Second though... what secrets

No. Seriously. What secrets. For Clans obsessed with keeping secrets and spying on each other, there really isn't much to leak outside of huge emergencies like what's up in RiverClan.

They don't have battle tactics, as we see with every single fight which features none. They don't shuffle their defenses around or have traps or unique resources to steal.

So... what kind of secrets need to be protected in the first place? This is a legitimate question.

#And one im thinking about #Bonefall reads asc #Shadow spoilers #Asc spoilers #It makes sense Berry would be obsessing over some shit that doesn't matter but like #What secrets do the clans really... have?

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myfaveisfuckable · 10 months

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Rants!

Jane/Amelia: Ok my love for this ship started a million years ago with this video:

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But seriously they are so much fun. Amelia is one of the few people smart enough to keep up with Jane and challenge her, and Jane is one of the few people so consistently principled that Amelia would actually be able to trust her and let her guard down. Amelia is the Captain who can take Jane wherever she wants to go to perform her research, and they get to open doors for each other. Plus let's be real, Jane hooking up with an alien sounds 100% right that girl is not capable of having a vanilla relationship.

Hope Diyoza/Echo: Listen barely anyone even watched the last season of that show, most of us sapphics lost interest post Lexa but it's such a tragedy. My girl Hope is only in that season and so many people dislike her 8( anyway the fandom immediately agreed that Hope was a lesbian and then Echo entered her storyline and fam. How the writers didn't see it is beyond me. It's been almost three years and it's looking like I'm never gonna get over them. "You must think I'm so weak..." - 'No. The opposite." Hhhh and Hope killing for Echo when she wasn't even able to do that for her father figure. Oh god and "How could you let her do this!?" - "Because I want her to." My little babies off to (attempt to) commit genocide :') other highlights include some cowards not wanting to ship Hope with her aunt's brother's ex-girlfriend (there was time fuckery involved, they're close in age when they meet, also who cares?? the CHEMISTRY), Echo Spy Shenanigans TM and the fact that I still want to write that Mamma Mia AU every time I hear an abba song. Lord help me now I want to rewatch s7 for them again

(second submission from the same person)

Hi hello sorry if this is a double submission I don't remember if i submitted them or dreamt it shout out to my adhd. ANYWAY Hope and Echo ruined my life back in 2020 literally thought about them 24/7 from june until October. Picture this: feral girl child of two terrorists who was isolated her whole life, literally nearly alone on a planet for 20yrs and has only truly known exactly 3 people ever and then matured through trauma trauma ptsd trauma and is now determined as All Fuck to go rescue her mother and aunt figure meets ex child soldier master spy redeemed antagonist who only learned what feelings are and how to deal with them a few years ago who is determined to go save her lame ass bf who is bein held in the same place as the other girl's mum and aunt. They join forces and train together and teach each other everything they know and get matching haircuts (this is canon look it up I'm obsessed). The first time Hope kills somebody is to save Echo's life; the first unfamiliar person Echo hugs and comforts is Hope. They invade a planet with their science nerd friend and enable each others genocidal tendencies so bad I love them ♡ after that whole ordeal goes wrong which includes Echo's shitty bf dumping her so she can't keep him from torturing their friend (notably not because of the attempted genocide lol) they are like each other's go to human at all times... until the 100 writers once again show their incapability of writing sapphic stories by forcing Hope to kiss a man who she met literally like a week ago (her and Echo have known each other for 5yrs at that point, there is time fuckery involved) and who would have been a great bestie for her. Boo! Hope is a lesbian! Every queer person who watched s7 agrees! Anyway after she show ends Hope and her boo realise that this is absolutely not what they want and Hope and Echo get to slow burn their way into what they were always meant to be and would have been if the writers had gone with actor chemistry over what they wanted to write from the start. I'm kidding Echo needed time to grieve her shit bf first but like I said. Eventually they got together and they lived happily ever after. Check the Echope tag on tumblr if you wanna see them, a fic rec for their dynamic could be "otherwise sensible women" by penguinofprose ao3. Sorry if I ranted too much thenksies if you read this far mwah :*

#poll #tournament #treasure planet #the 100 #disney tarzan #Youtube

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tommyxgrace-always · 2 years

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Why do haters called Grace a spoilt princess? I've never seen her acting spoilt. I only see Tommy spoiling Grace with affections and love

Hello anon,

For starters a spoilt princess would not decide to travel across countries to avenge her family and fight for something she believes in🤷‍♀️. It takes determination and courage to get out of comfort zone and do something like that.

Coming back to the ask- why haters call her spoilt princess? Short answer is BIAS, haters who ship Tommy with their fav girl come up with comparisons to trash Grace and make the other girl look better. The fact is, its not even about who the woman is, its who Tommy wants and accepts. And there was only one- GRACE.

Time for the long answer now …(alert- its way long!)

I have seen comparisons especially with the lizzie stan who love to justify “strong lizzie” makes sense because she understands Tommy better than the spoilt Grace. Lizzie as a character thrives on SYMPATHY- the good old punching bag taking all the shit therefore deserves Tommy’s love. A lot of them paint a helpless, poor and saintly picture of her. But she was fine to an extent when she developed from a sex worker to a secretary but after that she went downhill, just obsessively in love with Tommy and the Shelby life. May also got sympathy- poor lonely widow, all she wants is to be loved by Tommy, thats it no other personality except father’s business and has contacts because of her social status!!

GRACE on the other hand was a QUEEN. She was independent, faced tough dilemmas, made her choices, steered the course of her life. She doesn’t come from poor background nor is she seen crying and struggling to win a man’s attention thats why they see it as having it all easy. Spoilt princess who has everything served on a platter. BUT IT’s NOT. A woman need not be helpless and accept ill-treatment in the name of love to prove strength of character.

With Grace, we see 3 distinct phases of life:

1- Upper class girl to spy

It was a life changing experience where she really discovered who she was. A well educated classy girl who has never had to struggle with food or hot water, is now using common lavatories, living in a tiny apartment, god knows if water is available or no and mingling with low people, really knowing them. A spoilt princess would have packed off within a few hours of arriving in small heath. And the rest is history, meeting Tommy, holding her own against him, being brave in the face of fear. She faced the duty vs love dilemma and managed to achieve both, thats a Queen not a princess!!

2- Life after spy and moving on from tommy

She was back to being a rich woman, in the arms of a rich man yet she wasn’t fulfilled. It was her attempt to move on from her past, from Tommy. But destiny had other plans, she couldn’t conceive, when she crosses the pond to come back to England, the thought of having the love of her life only few hours away was too irresistible and she made contact!! Morally wrong but when it comes to Tommy, her moral compass seems to break anyway!! The writing was NOT strong for her in this season but all we need to know is no one came close to her for Tommy, And when she got pregnant, she made her decision, she wanted Tommy and she told him. Tommy made up his mind too when he stood at the grave and realised no one was more important to him than her.

3- Living the dream

AND SHE GOT EVERYTHING!!! Without we seeing her shedding a single tear or begging for love!!!! There were hardships and emotional ups and downs with her too but she got passed it. The man she loved, loved her passionately and truly from the beginning and now she married him. (ignoring his snarky bitchy aunt). We see her being her relaxed self for the first time. In previous phases, there was pressure looming over her, first as a spy falling for her enemy, and second when she was married to another man, both times dealing with moral dilemmas. But now she belonged to Tommy and he belonged to her!! In private, she can be her most happy, carefree, cute and mischievous self with him while in public (including his family), they both maintain stoic and arrogant demeanour. Only with each other they let out their vulnerable and cheerful selves and thats what we see on screen. And TOMMY TOMMY TOMMY!! He loved to spoil her, he loved her for who she is, EVERY BIT OF HER. He held her sacred and wanted to be worthy of her. She had lavish expensive tastes due to her upbringing and Tommy was proud to provide it and not let her lower her standards.

Haters cannot accept Tommy can be selfless and giving when he truly loves the woman, they even reduce and demean his love as not true, they like to do deep deep analysis in miserable one sided relationships to find true “hidden” love🤣 and their way to deal with bitterness is trash Grace!!! My conclusion is Grace’s character deserved better treatment post s1 from the writer- thats the truth. But that doesn’t mean its fair to label her as a “spoilt princess”!!! NO FCUKING WAY!!!!

Also I think, the only time she would behave like spoilt princess is in the bedroom for Tommy!! Here’s a visual representation! Enjoy! 😉

#tommy x grace #peaky blinders #thomas shelby #grace burgess #grace shelby #cillian murphy #tommy shelby #tommy x grace forever #annabelle wallis #tommy and grace

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