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queers-gambit · 7 months

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You Might Think It's Foolish

prompt: meeting your boyfriend's family for the first time creates anxiety, so, you stick to his side. at dinner, his mother calls out your clinginess - and Aemond doesn't defend you. or when someone else calls you clingy and he doesn't defend you / agrees with them.

pairing: modern!Aemond Targaryen x female!reader

fandom masterlist: House of the Dragon

word count: 3.1k+

warnings: short and to the point, angst, hurt and no comfort, drama, relationship angst, stand alone, cursing, toxic family, toxic relationship...? barely edited, author's tired of her drafts.

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Fall. Autumn. A time of shedding the old and preparing for the new. Perhaps that was why this happened - the universe was trying to shed what was unwelcome in your life. Yet you wouldn't see it this way for several long months.

The trees grew over the winding backroads in a curved canopy; creating a golden tunnel for visitors to pass through on their way to remote destinations. You were no exception, cruising at a leisure speed while taking slow, deep breaths to attempt to soak in the beauty autumn in the Northern Hemisphere brought. It was impossible not to feel enraptured by the serenity of the country roads, music set so you could hear it but still have a conversation if you wanted.

Your passenger princess told you it was the next right.

"I can't believe we're late," you whispered, sighing in strained stress. "This is a horrible first impression, Aemond."

"We won't even be the latest," he smirked.

"Doesn't matter, it's still rude to show up when the party's already started."

"We were busy."

"You were getting a new tattoo," you deadpanned.

"Exactly as I said - busy. And you got your third ear piercing, so, I don't want t'hear it."

You swallowed, making the right turn. "That's the house?" You gawked.

"Mhm," he gazed out his window, "welcome to the Targaryen Manor, princess."

"I forget you're from old money," you muttered, finding a suitable parking space and pulling in. You gathered your belongings, including the flowers from the backseat you insisted on bringing for his mother, and vacate the car.

"You're gonna be fine," Aemond smirked, tossing his arm around your neck as you moved up the walkway. "Just be yourself, laugh at their jokes - you'll fit right in."

"I feel like I can't even afford to be here," you whispered, approaching the front door. He chuckled and took your hand, letting you squeeze it tight as he opened the door and lead you inward. "Jesus, Mary Mother, and Joseph," you gaped, eyes bugging wide as the interior.

The term "fancy" didn't even begin to cover it.

And Aemond just smirked at you, amused by your response; knowing your family grew up without money and the nicest thing you owned for years was a Wii that had been purchased from a family-friend for a third of the price. So to see you here, amongst luxury and money, was an absolute treasure to him.

However, that was short lived, because the next thing you noticed was the amount of people milling around. There was at least 13 different people in sight, and for some reason, you knew there was likely many, many more. Aemond lead you into the kitchen, and from there, you could barely keep up.

First, you met his mother, Alicent. She was a kind woman, but stoic and calculating; observant with a quick wit. She intimidated you, made you feel small, burned you under her stare; and since you were dating her favorite child, you knew she was scrutinizing you. You felt desperate for her approval, and when you offered her the large bouquet of flowers, she actually let her lips twitch in a small smile. She thanked your generosity and consideration, making you feel like you had some kind of breakthrough with her.

When Alicent went to put the flowers in water, Aemond assured he thought his mother "adored" you before introducing you to his father - the birthday boy. He was sweet; soft spoken and bright-eyed; all too happy to have a conversation with you. He asked how you and Aemond met, then what you were studying in university, if you liked it, what you wanted to do with your degree. He asked what food was your favorite, if you played sports, about your family, and if you had any hobbies. Viserys Targaryen had a kind soul, making you wonder how he and Alicent remained married.

Though they say opposites attract.

Aemond showed you around the house, stopping to introduce family members; then heading to the backyard where you were drug around to meet the hundred other family members. You were close to tears the whole time, knowing it was his father's birthday, but not knowing how bloody big his fucking family was - and that they'd all show up today. You felt blindsided, it felt like a deliberate withholding of information to convince you to come. You were under the impression it was a family dinner, but now, you understood, it was an actual celebration.

There was people everywhere you looked, everywhere you turned. Voices spoke over one another, children ran around playing tag or jumping on a trampoline; babies cried and screamed, the grill was loud with sizzling meats, and a radio played through intermittent static. Multiple dogs ran around, trailing mud everywhere, even going as far as to shake their coats out to shower bystanders. The smell of charcoal, smoke, and chlorine mingled with that tangy-good scent of BBQ; but it made your eyes sting.

It was a sensory overload.

It was a miracle you hadn't burst into tears yet, but you remained anchored to reality by maintaining a close proximity to Aemond.

You held his hand in a vice grip. You held his bicep with a curled-grip that left fingernail indentations in his skin through the fabric. You held his waist, belt loops, anything you could grab onto in a possessive grip. You constantly touched him to reassure yourself he was still with you; being your anchor to reality, tangible and real since your anxiety drowned you in a sea.

You didn't think it was an issue. Didn't think anyone would notice, so you obviously didn't think anyone would care if they DID notice. You liked touching Aemond, it kept you grounded; if someone had an issue with that, it was 100% just a personal problem. However, plenty of people did notice, and when you sat down for dinner, you were unprepared for the ambush.

Conversation was flowing; food passed around and utensils scraped plates. Drinks sweat into the table cloth, citronella candles twinkled, and laughter was in an abundance as each person found merriment in their family. You were feeling more relaxed, but the truth was, there was so many people here that you felt nauseous enough to only take a few small bites from your plate.

Aemond noticed and met your eyes, subtly opening his hand to you in an offer for comfort. You all but snatched his hand into yours, smiling in thanks as he only smirked broadly and continued eating. You tried to sample what you could, but it was impossible to stomach much of anything. You reached for your water, took a sip, and heard Alicent question your name.

When she had your attention, Alicent asked, "Have you had many boyfriends, dear?"

"Oh, no," you answered honestly, "no, I've gone on dates but Aemond's," you laid your free hand to his bicep, sliding down to take his hand with yours, "my first boyfriend."

She hummed and stabbed her fork into the salad set in front of her, muttering in a lower tone, "Then I guess I can overlook it all."

You cocked your head, setting your glass down, wondering, "Overlook what?"

"The clinginess," she shrugged, reaching for her wine glass. "You've been stuck to his side all day - never even parting to go to the restroom, it seems. So, because he's your first, I can overlook all this... For now."

Your head began to spin like in a bad cartoon. You felt your heart cement and drop to your stomach; throat swelling to suppress either sobs, vomit, or both. The entire table was quiet. "I-I'm sorry, Mrs. Targaryen," you offered in confusion. "I'm sorry if I've offended you, but it's not with malicious intent."

"No?" She mocked.

"No," your head shook vehemently. "I did not realize my actions could be interpreted negatively, and I assume you, it was not my intention to create tension."

"Oh, spare me. You haven't let go of Aemond once all night, and even now, as we all sit for family dinner, you hold his hand hostage; preventing you both from eating. Don't you think he'd like to spend time with his family without needing to make you feel included in every single thing he does or says today?"

You gulped, "I did not mean to offend you nor your family."

"It's not offensive," Helaena Targaryen, Aemond's only sister, tried to intervene. "If you feel uncomfortable in any situation, why not seek out that in which you already know helps comfort you?"

How had it come to this?

"I am not offended," Viserys croaked, "I find young love refreshing."

But this made Alicent rage, "It is offensive when you prevent Aemond from actually visiting with his family. It's his father's birthday for God's sake! We don't have an infinite number of them left! If you want to hang all over him when you're at university, fine, but when you're here? In public? Around family or elders? It's not acceptable behavior, especially when you prevent my son from participating as a member of this family."

Your mouth went dry as you remembered your parents did not raise you to ever tolerate disrespect. If someone offered insult, sure, walk away, but they also taught you to stand up for yourself in particular fights. This felt like one of those fights.

There were also vivid memories long since repressed that flashed you back to your own parents telling you, you were clingy. They didn't want you hanging off them, distracting anyone, being an overall nuisance; so they started fighting your fire with their own. They became verbally aggressive, constantly ridiculing and belittling you; attempting to keep you humble by insulting your character - saying nobody (be it man or woman) would want someone like you. Your baggage was too heavy and you knew it, your parents telling you it was why you felt the need to cling in the first place.

If you held on tight enough, the weight of your trauma would eventually anchor your person in place. It'd be too late to swim away once that anchor sunk.

You looked at Aemond, thinking he'd tell his mother to quiet down, but he never did. He just stared at the table, so, you tossed his hand into his lap - feeling disgusting by his physical touch right now.

It was evident he wasn't going to defend you, so, you defended yourself, "I know you might think it foolish, but the reason I was 'all over' your son was because I was caught off-guard by the number of family members who attended today. I was lead to believe this would be a small, intimate affair so I could properly meet his nuclear family, and when I realized that was not the case, yes, I held onto Aemond because I felt incredibly anxious. I cannot control what makes me uncomfortable, but I was expecting under ten people - not close to a hundred. So, truly, if me seeking solace with my boyfriend upsets you, I am sorry, but I will not apologize for feeling blindsided and misdirected - I will not apologize for feeling anxious and nervous amongst such a large family that I've never met before, and - "

Aemond snapped your name, silencing you instantly out of sheer shock; your eyes widening a fraction. He growled, "That's enough, do not speak to my mother like that."

"So, she's allowed to call me clingy, but I can't - "

"I told you to watch your mouth," he seethed, "and not speak to her like you just were. She made an observation - an accurate one - not out of spite, like you want to do in retaliation."

You scoffed, while glancing between mother and son, nodding slowly. You mutely used your cloth napkin to blot around your lips, swipe your tongue over your teeth as you pushed your chair back and slowly stood. "You know what? I don't need this shit. I refuse to sit here and let you speak to me as if you're holier than thou," you told Alicent, then looking to Aemond, "nor will some mama's boy gaslight me."

Helaena giggled behind her hand as you swiped your purse and phone, turned on your heel, and walked away. Aemond sighed and called your name, standing from his own chair, still trying to slow you down by calling out to you. "Aemond," Alicent snapped when he meant to move after you.

"You've done enough," he told her, jogging after your retreating form while calling your name.

"Nice one, Mum," Aegon scoffed. "That's one way to make sure he doesn't knock her up - just break them up."

"Aegon," Daeron groaned.

"What? Isn't that what she was afraid of? Aemond getting too serious with her?" Aegon snapped. "He's finally happy, and you what? Had to implode that?"

Aegon's words sunk into his mother's heart as Aemond rushed after you, nobody untouched by the things he said.

Outside, you rushed for your car while fumbling with your purse and keys. Aemond followed, still. He finally caught up when you made it to the car, his hand whipping you around to face him.

"I didn't fucking mean it," he rushed, holding you securely in his grasp. "Hear me? I didn't fucking mean it, I-I just wanted the arguing to stop, I know how Mum can get and I didn't want it to escalate. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, my love, I didn't mean it at you - I just - I panicked - I don't know why. Perhaps we're both still very green to this whole relationship thing."

"Oh! Fuck you," you snapped, pushing him off you.

"Listen to me - "

"No, you're done talking," you raged with your manicured pointer finger jabbing the air between you in a dramatic fashion. "Your mother fully insulted me in front of everyone - your entire family, whom I wasn't even aware I was meeting, nor was I even ready to meet!"

"What?"

"I was willing to meet your parents and siblings. Not your entire extended family! You meet the nuclear family first and when ready to level-up, you bring your significant other around your aunties, uncles, cousins - whatever. You ambushed me," you snapped. "You totally caught me off guard - but instead of apologizing and acknowledging my discomfort, you just carried on on your high horse. You let me hold onto you - yet there was no word about being clingy - and you even reached for my hand a few times! Yet I was the one being slandered and labeled as 'clingy'!? But you know what? That's cool, really fucking cool, that's fine. Like I said before, fuck off. I don't need to be with someone who crumples like a wet piece of paper when Mummy Dearest starts to huff and puff. I need someone who's going to tell their mother to cut it out when they're trying to wrongfully insult me - your girlfriend. Better yet? I need to be with someone whose mother doesn't start on that bullshit! That has respect! Decency! Now get the fuck away from me!"

You shoved him back a few steps to give room for you to open your car door and get in - immediately hitting the automatic locks. You started the engine, put your seatbelt on, took one last look at your first love as he tried to plea with you through the rolled up window, then shifted into gear and pulled away.

You felt your anger boil to a new height when you replayed the entire day. How dare Aemond? How dare he try to manipulate this situation? He had no right to ask you to shut the fuck up while his mother was free to run her mouth! Well, first and foremost, how fucking dare Alicent insult and challenge you in such a public setting? How in the Seven Hells had Helaena been the only one to defend you? What the hell did you even need defending against? Why did you showing affection and needing reliable support upset Alicent that much?

Your phone began to ring, and when you glanced at it, you saw Aemond's contact photo displayed on the screen. You ignored it and put your phone on airplane mode, leaving it on for now. However, after a few long moments of stressful thinking, you turned the setting off and called your sister - knowing no matter what, she'd be your rock. When she answered, you told her a simplified version of events, and at the end, your tears had been triggered and she was encouraging you to come over to her house.

You agreed, shut your phone off this time, and drove to your sister's place. When you arrived, you were shocked to find her waiting in the driveway, opening her arms with a pout when you got out of the car. "C'mere," she cooed, enveloping you in her arms when you stepped into her embrace.

"Why do boys suck?" You whimpered.

"Because that's just how they were programed," she sighed.

"Sh-She called me clingy," you managed through your tears, "his mom called me clingy, a-and Aemond d-didn't defend me. So, when I had to defend myself, he just told me to be quiet 'cause his mother wasn't wrong - or what-the-fuck-ever."

"I know, honey," she sympathized, giving you a squeeze. "What're you thinking?"

"That I can't trust someone like that," you admitted. "And if I can't trust them, why be in a relationship?"

She nodded, "I think you know what you need to do next."

"I don't want to."

"Nobody really wants to, but it's necessary," she held your phone out for you after pulling it from your back pocket. "Don't let him or his mother disrespect you - especially in front of his other family members. I mean, shit, how're you supposed to face any of them again after that?"

"Exactly, his mom didn't exactly do it in private..."

"See?" She stared at you while you sighed, shaking your head. Your sister encouraged, "Make the call. This isn't a sustainable relationship, and Aemond shouldn't have to choose his mother and his girl - so, let's just make it easy on him, and you choose. Wanna be with someone who lets his mother say shit like that to you? Who tells you to be quiet, instead of shutting down his mother's insults?"

You frowned, whispering, "I don't think this is enough to break us up. It shouldn't be, right? This shouldn't be the end-all, be-all, should it?"

"No, honey, but the disrespect cannot stand, either," she shot back. "If he felt so comfortable to say that in front of his family like that, you don't wanna know what he's gonna get comfortable doing in more private settings." Tears filled your eyes as she reminded gently, but firmly, "Make the call."

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tinyundercover · 10 days

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pepper & felix

part nine

uh oh word count: 3.0k cw: talk of death and minor injury

Being released from Alice’s hand brought short-lived relief, followed by panic.

Dark, plush walls closed around Pepper and Basil as they tumbled inside the pocket of Alice’s jacket, crying out in surprise. Terror struck Pepper like lightning, cold and sharp, and his heart was suddenly threatening to pound out of his chest.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Pepper swore under his breath, scrabbling for purchase within the dark, cramped space. Felix had held him a few times, but Pepper had never been inside a pocket, especially one that he did not consent to be in. Somewhere to his right, Basil was cursing too, her breathing quick and uneven.

“Fuck! Felix!” Pepper instinctively lunged for the top of the pocket and missed, slipping down the fabric walls. “Motherfucke—”

Both borrowers flinched as Alice spoke, her sharp reverberating around them. “Felix, hey— something just came up. I think I’m gonna head out too.”

Felix’s voice, soft and comforting, seemed so painfully far away. “Oh! Yeah, no worries at all. Want me to walk you out?”

“No, that’s alright.” Alice answered quickly. “But I’ll see you around. And— congratulations.” She laughed lightly.

Felix said something in response, but Pepper could barely hear it over his own heart pounding. His stomach, full of ice, seemed to weigh him down as he struggled to reach the top of the pocket again, Basil at his side, both of them hissing in exertion.

Once again, they plummeted to the bottom of the pocket as Alice moved forward. The pocket swayed with each step, and Pepper immediately fought the dizziness away, trying to focus on Basil’s panicked breathing next to him. Her voice trembled as she spoke. “Pepper, oh my god— oh my god, Pepper, what do we do—”

Pepper continued to shout Felix’s name until his throat was hoarse, but the familiar click of the front door made his heart sink. Felix couldn’t hear him. And now Alice was leaving.

Alice walked briskly, indicated by the rapid swaying of the pocket around them. Pepper’s stomach turned, and he felt Basil grab his shoulder in terror, both of them thrown off balance. His heart dropped. “Shit. Basil, we’re gonna— we’re gonna get out of here, I swear, I—”

He was interrupted by a monstrous noise aside, and he flinched, holding tight onto his sister. It took him a moment to register that the roaring outside must be from Alice’s car.

“Where— where is she taking us?” Basil managed to ask through gritted teeth. Pepper let out a sharp breath, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.

“I don’t know,” he forced out, heart racing. Unlike Felix, Alice was unpredictable. Pepper knew almost nothing about her, and that realization made his stomach go cold. “I—”

“Fucking humans,” Basil hissed, burying her face in her hands. Her breath hitched. “God, I can’t believe this. I— she’s gonna kill us, she’s gonna—”

“No— she won’t,” Pepper assured, although his voice wobbled. A shaky hand scrubbed at his eyes. “She won’t, Basil, I promise.”

His heart jumped when he remembered that he had his bag with him, and he lunged for it, managing to yank his hook out in the tight space. Basil gasped sharply, scrambling back to make space as Pepper reached up, hook wobbling in his grip, trying to catch it on the lip of the pocket.

He let out a sharp breath as his hook hit something smooth and solid, and with an icy feeling in his gut, he dropped the hook to his side.

“This pocket is zipped shut,” he said miserably, flopping back down. Basil’s breath shuddered.

Silenced by their own despair, the borrowers huddled against each other. Pepper’s stomach was filled with ice, his heart threatening to pound out of his chest with each passing minute. He felt the shoulder of his jacket grow wet with Basil’s tears, and he silently pulled her closer, squeezing his eyes shut.

The drive was short. When the engine of the car shut off, Pepper tensed, tightening his grip on Basil’s arm. Fear flooded back into his stomach as Alice stood up, swaying the pocket with her movement.

“We should have stayed in the walls,” Basil mumbled. Pepper stayed silent.

The next few minutes felt like torture. Both borrowers flinched with every movement, expecting the pocket to zip open at any moment. Pepper ended up shoving his hook back into his bag, praying that Alice wouldn’t think to confiscate it from him.

He held his breath as Alice suddenly paused, the world outside quieting.

Pepper had known that they would be grabbed again, but it still made his stomach lurch to hear the zipper open above them. Both borrowers let out gasps of panic as a hand twice their size invaded their space, swiftly tightening around the both of them, firm and unrelenting.

The world spun around them as they were pulled out. Basil elbowed Pepper painfully as she immediately began to fight back, hissing and swearing.

Alice tightened her fist, pressing Pepper and Basil against each other. They were met with icy blue eyes and a frown as Alice looked them over, and Pepper’s breath shuddered, feeling his own heartbeat against the tough skin surrounding him.

Pepper didn’t want to think about what would happen if Alice tightened her fist any more.

“You two have some explaining to do,” Alice said sharply, eyes narrowing.

Alice’s kitchen was slightly larger than Felix’s. The two borrowers were being held inches above the countertop, which made Pepper’s heart jump with false hope of escaping.

Basil did not stop fighting. She thrashed and kicked in Alice’s grip, while Pepper glared up at Alice, face pale.

“We’re Felix’s friends,” he demanded. His voice shook.

Alice raised an eyebrow. “You can’t be serious.”

“We are!” Pepper snapped, chest heaving against the pressure around him.

The dark-haired human observed their struggling for a moment before digging through a cabinet with her free hand. Pepper barely caught a glimpse of a glass jar before the pressure around him vanished and he and Basil were being dropped inside, earning startled cries from both of them.

Cold, solid glass rushed up to meet them. Pepper let out a shout of pain as he hit the bottom of the jar, hearing his sister do the same next to him. He grabbed his arm, sucking in a sharp breath and squeezing his eyes shut.

The jar clicked as Alice set it down on the counter. Through his blurry vision, Pepper could see Alice placing both her hands on the counter, peering closer at them.

“What the hell are you?” Alice demanded.

Pepper ignored her, helping Basil up. His sister was cradling her elbow in a similar fashion to Pepper, wincing.

A large hand tapped the jar, making them both jump. “Hey. Tell me what you are,” Alice hissed. Basil’s nose scrunched.

“I’m fucking annoyed.” Basil snapped, eyes dark and intense. “You— you just kidnapped us.” She wobbled on her feet and grabbed onto Pepper for support.

Alice’s lips thinned into a line. In an instant, the jar was in her hand, and the borrowers yelped as they tumbled back against the glass.

“All I know is that you two were sneaking around Felix’s apartment and spying on us,” Alice snapped. She rattled the jar, sending jolts of pain through Pepper’s body as he collided with the glass. Unable to keep their balance, both borrowers collapsed into the bottom of the jar, gasping for breath. “What the hell do you want from Felix?”

Pepper groaned, his blood pounding in his ears. Fear jolted through his body like a wave, and he shakily propped himself up on his elbows, squinting at Alice through the glass. “Nothing,” he forced out. To his left, Basil made a noise of pain, clutching at her jaw. “I told you… we’re Felix’s friends.”

Alice rolled her eyes, making Pepper’s stomach twist. “Do you really expect me to believe that?”

“Yes!” Pepper’s throat was tight. “We were just stopping by. We weren’t bothering anyone. We didn’t— we didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You were watching us,” Alice corrected, lip curling. “Why? And what are you?”

Pepper had already turned his attention to his sister, who was sitting against the back of the glass jar, clutching her face. Pepper’s heart sank when he noticed the dark mark stretching from her jaw to her cheekbone.

“I’m fine,” Basil muttered as Pepper leaned closer, panic flashing in his gray eyes. “I’m fine.”

Pepper hesitated. “Basil—”

The jar impatiently rattled again, and Pepper collapsed against Basil, both borrowers hissing in pain. “Stop,” Pepper pleaded, staring up at the human. “You’re hurting us.”

Alice paused, blue eyes calculating. After a second of consideration she sent the jar back down on the counter and reached into the cabinet again, momentarily distracted.

Pepper grabbed Basil’s shoulder, searching his sister’s expression. His stomach twisted at the sight of the dark bruise on her cheek, covering a quarter of her face. Pepper could feel similar bruises forming on his body, spreading from his elbows to his chest to his knees. His heart pounded.

Basil’s shoulders shuddered as she breathed, blearily scanning Pepper’s face. Her brown eyes were wet.

Pepper barely acknowledged the noises above them as Alice screwed a lid onto the jar. His gray eyes were suddenly welling with tears, and guilt rushed up to meet him.

“I’m sorry,” he breathed to Basil, voice wobbling. “This is all my fault, Basil. I—I’m so sorry.”

Basil had warned him not to trust humans. He has willfully ignored her, and now she was paying the price.

He snapped his gaze to Alice as she spoke, her voice sharp. “Felix is sweet.” Her blue eyes flickered between Pepper and Basil, who were stiff and silent. “I don’t know why you were creeping around his place, but he has enough stress to deal with right now without you two messing with him. You’re staying in here until you want to explain yourselves.”

Pepper wanted to snap back and argue, but he glanced at Basil and decided against it. The last thing he wanted was to encourage Alice to shake the jar again.

He bit his tongue and elected to stay silent, huddling closer to his sister. Alice made a noncommittal noise and slid the jar further away until it was tucked next to the wall and a large glass ornament.

“Still don’t want to talk?” Alice pressed. Pepper held his breath, and the human sighed, glancing at the nearest clock. It was getting late.

“Then you’re staying right here tonight,” she decided, stepping back. “You better explain yourselves tomorrow.” She gave them a long glare, making Pepper’s skin prickle, before she turned away, leaving them in the kitchen alone.

Pepper’s shoulders slumped in relief as Alice’s footsteps receded. He swallowed hard, taking several deep breaths before turning towards Basil again. “Are you— are you okay?”

His sister was staring straight ahead, her brown eyes watery. Her jaw clenched, and she muttered, “I’m alive.”

Pepper’s breath hitched. “I’m so sorry. For— for all of this.”

“It’s not your fault,” Basil said stiffly, turning to face him. Her gaze danced over his form, lingering on his neck where he was certain there was a dark bruise. “It’s… I just… I can’t fucking believe this. We're in a jar.”

Her shoulders shuddered with a dry sob, dropping her head back against the glass. “My whole life, I’ve been so— I’ve been so careful. I did everything right, and— and I slipped up once and now I’m in a jar with my brother. We’re both gonna die.”

Misery crept through Pepper’s veins, cold and numb. “Basil, she’s not gonna kill us—”

“Just because you blindly trust humans doesn’t mean I do,” Basil snapped, whipping her head so quickly that she winced in pain. Pepper fell silent, mouth dry. “This girl just kidnapped us and stuck us in a jar and you still think that we’re safe with her? What is wrong with you?” Her words were bitter.

Pepper blinked rapidly, inching away. A flush crossed his face. “That’s not what I’m saying,” he said hotly.

Fresh tears were pouring down Basil’s bruised face. “I just—” she took a deep breath, closing her eyes briefly. “I just can’t trust humans like you can.”

“I don’t just trust all humans—”

“Pepper, we were in her fist, and you were barely struggling—”

“That’s not— I wasn’t— struggling wouldn’t have done anything!”

Basil huffed, turning her face away. She hesitated before bracing a palm against the glass, pulling herself into a wobbly stance. Pepper leaned back, gaze scanning her form for any invisible injuries.

“Let’s just talk about this later,” Basil muttered, weakly twisting around to grab at her backpack. She struggled for a brief second before she retrieved her hook.

Oh. Pepper had nearly forgotten that they had their hooks with them— but what good would they even do?

“What are you doing?” He asked cautiously, vaguely wondering if Basil was going to stab him.

His sister ignored him, squinting up at the lid of the jar. Five thin holes had been punched through the lid, and Basil reached her arms above her head, struggling to latch her hook through one of the holes.

Pepper watched her for a moment, wincing every time she huffed in pain, before he shifted to lean back against the glass. He wrapped his arms around his knees.

Basil worked for a few minutes, wobbling on her toes. She was just tall enough for her hook to brush against the lid of the jar, but it couldn’t latch onto the holes without slipping off. “Fuck,” Basil grumbled finally, throwing her hook to the ground with an angry clatter. She flopped down a moment later, burying her face in her hands.

Empathy flooded into Pepper’s heart at her misery. “Let me try.”

His own hook was still tucked away in his bag, but he elected to use Basil’s hook instead. He picked it up, holding it above his head just like Basil had done.

He had realized quickly what Basil had been trying to do. If they manage to latch the hook through one of the holes, they might be able to twist the lid off themselves. Pepper had little hope that such an unlikely scenario would happen, but they didn’t have many other options.

He stood on his toes, his ribs aching. The tip of the hook continued to irritatingly bounce off the smooth lid, making Pepper growl in annoyance.

He was very aware of Basil’s brown eyes on him. When he failed for the sixth time, she murmured, “I’m sorry for what I said.”

He spared her a glance before stretching up again. “It’s okay,” he said simply.

Basil could swear at him or insult him or punch him, and he wouldn’t blame her for any of it. The terror of the situation was gut-wrenching, and the thought that he might be possible for his sister’s demise made him want to throw up. She had every right in the world to be mad at him.

“I just… I just can’t believe this is happening,” Basil admitted hollowly.

Pepper swore under his breath as the hook bounced off of the lid for what felt like the hundredth time. He finally dropped it to the ground in a similar fashion to Basil, and collapsed against the wall, perpendicular to his sister.

He rested his head against the glass, sighing heavily. “Maybe Alice will tell Felix about us. And he’ll come rescue us.”

Basil went pale, clearly uncomfortable with the idea of another human getting involved. “…Yeah,” she mumbled. “Yeah, I hope so.”

Pepper tried not to think about how Alice had intentionally kept the borrowers from Felix for the entirety of the night. The likelihood of her sharing her discovery with Felix seemed very low.

Basil suddenly sat up straighter, eyes wide. Pepper blinked at her expectantly.

“Pepper,” she whispered. “Felix is your soulmate.” Her words came out in a rush.

He raised his eyebrows, rubbing at his face. “Yeah, man.”

“No, no, Pepper, you can call him right now.”

He stiffened, staring at Basil. Her breathing was quick, her brown eyes blinking rapidly. She seemed just as terrified as him, but her face was brightening with a glimmer of hope.

Pepper’s stomach had gone cold. Panic was already seeping into his veins at the thought of contacting Felix. “No.”

Basil blanched. “What?”

“I can’t— Basil, I can’t tell him, not like this.” Pepper’s breath hitched in panic, and he pulled his knees closer to his bruised chest. “I’m not ready to tell him.”

Basil let out a breath, jerking back in shock. “You’re joking.”

“I’m sorry, I— I can’t—!”

“That doesn’t matter right now!” Basil hissed, running her agitated hands through her hair. “Pepper, please. This can’t be that important. Alice has already hurt us– we don’t know what she might do tomorrow. Please.”

Pepper clenched his jaw, blinking rapidly to stop the welling of tears. “I’ve been so scared to tell him that we’re soulmates, and— for him to find out like this, it’s just…” his breath hitched.

“He’s never gonna find out if you’re stuck in a jar forever,” Basil pointed out weakly. She shifted over to sit next to Pepper, placing a trembling hand on his arm. His shoulders shuddered. “I’m sorry, Pepper, I really am. I know this sucks, and… and it’s just awful, to have to do this. But… I don’t think you have a choice. We’re trapped.”

Pepper met her watery gaze. His eyes fell to the dark bruise on her cheek, stretching from the corner of her eye to the base of her jaw. His heart shattered.

With a sob, he threw his arms around her, pulling her into a hug.

She didn’t speak, only rested her head on his shoulder for a long moment. He could feel the thumping of her heart against his own chest, quick and nervous. His breath hitched as he said, “Okay.”

Basil nodded gently, then shifted back to give him space. Pepper closed his eyes, mind swimming with trepidation.

Would Felix hate him after this?

With a shaky breath, he clasped his hands and held them against his chest.

“…Felix?”

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rest in peace alice!

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A part 2 for Imagine loving Aemond and when you find out he loves another you leave the castle? 🙏🏼😭

Second part of Aemond loving another!

Aemond Targaryen x (dead)reader

Angst🥲

Once the sun rises the sky in the morning,Caraxes lands in kings landing with his owner holding your dead lifeless body.

This happened right after the battle. The Black's won this fight so he took the liberty to bring you back to king's landing himself.

Blood soaking your torso trough your armor, dirty hair and bruised body,must be a sight for the Greens. It's a shame ,he never wanted you to die in this war,the most undeserving of this and as he would say. But the fate considered other wise,and if it was your wish to die a warrior than so be it.

His dragon lands right in front of the castle ,making a grand entrance for all the folks in kings landing,he's pretty sure some guards have shit their pants.

Daemon gets down of his dragon,you in his arms. The people around him were quiet,dead quiet, staring at the girl's lifeless body. He walks straight to entry,no guard daring to try to stop him when Caraxes was ready to flame them up and roast them nicely. He smiled at that taught.

The way he was walking trough the castle like it was his was amusing,no word was said to him.

The throne room door opens , a scared guard making place for the Rogue prince.

And there he is ,Daemon entering. In all his glory ,but not alone.

Their eyes lie on you. Alicent pushed by the council, hurrying to your side. A heartbroken expression on her face,she just lost her child...her precious little girl. Daemon just watched. He couldn't really hear what Alicent was saying trough sobs .

He lied you down slowly,looking around the room. Aemond wasn't there. Neither was Aegon.

"This is on you. You started this Alicent." He looked down on her,she didn't even bother looking up. Your higher body now laid in her lap as she ran her hand trough your dirty and short hair. How could she allow this to happen? Why did you leave her ? Those were the most frequent phrases that roamed in her mind.

"Do you have a death wish Daemon?" Daemon's eyes meet Otto's. The old man looked like he was about to jump him. Daemon only chuckled.

"I don't,but she did."he looks at Otto amused, he could kill the man so easily.

Otto doesn't soften his gaze ,only glaring at the prince. The words just passing by Otto.

Only then the queen regent turned her eyes to Daemon. Pure hatred adorned her sad eyes.

"Don't you dare speak of my daughter like that!" Her voice laced with grimace,teary eyes shooting daggers at the prince.

Daemon decided that he no longer found interest in this place and took his leave. "She may have died at my hand,but you were the reason she gave her life away." And with that he took his leave. Minutes later Caraxes flew away from king's landing, returning to dragon stone.

Otto ordered the guards to take you away,but Alicent just wouldn't have it. She refused to leave your side. She refused to believe you truly were gone...her baby,her love...

Her father tried talking with her ,to leave the masters clean you,but she just wouldn't budge.

The door opens once again,Aemond entering trough it.

He saw Caraxes leave , the prince first taught that his uncle was there to cause trouble,but once he saw your dead body in your poor mother's lap...he didn't know how to react. How did this happen?

He's gonna kill his uncle for this. Aemond took slow steps to your side,unable to actually process this is you.

You looked so different than the last time he saw you.

"H-how did this happen?"are the first words he says ,voice caught in his throat as he kneels next to you. Reluctantly,a hand caressed your face. So cold,he taught, you used to be so warm and full of life,now only a shell of who you were lies in front of him.

He can't cry,not a tear. Aemond is barely even processing his sister is dead,all he thinks about is how he wants to murder his uncle for what he had done, no thinking for even a second that this... situation is his fault. No,it's his uncle's fault. He murdered you in cold blood on the battlefield.

Alicent remains quiet,the sorrow in her heart heavy as a Boulder.

"If it wasn't for your whore,she would still be alive." Otto breaks the silence, rubbing his hands on his temples. "Do not bring her in any of this!" Aemonds angry voice barked back,turning his gaze to his grandfather as he gets up , standing straight in front of him.

"Stupid child,do you even think before you act? You abandoned your wife for a bastard. Simple as that." He sighs,looking tired of all of this. His eyes fall on his daughter, she stoped crying , remaining at your side.

"Not only did you start this war,you also killed your sister." Otto spoke as he left the throne room,leaving just the two and the body of his former wife and sister.

His eyes fall to his mother,she looks broken. Aemond clenched his jaw,was this really all on him? Was he the reason his sister no longer breaths?

Short time passed, and today was the day Aemond will see for the last time his dear sister. His wife.

Your body lies on the cold stone, dressed in a beautiful dress, of a color you used to love, your hair is cleaner ,and no more wounds are visible on your body.

You look like an angel,was what your mother whispered to you before she left the stone you lie on.

Aemond calls out to his dragon,to Vhagar.

"I am so sorry for all the sorrow I caused you,my love" his hands cup your face,as he plants one last kiss on your could lips. "Rest now,you fought well. I will avange you."

Your brother backs away.

"Dracarys! Vhagar. " He shouts at the old war dragon,and with that your body is engulfed in flames. A proper Targaryen funeral.

Aemond doesn't waste any more time to returning to the castle,the sight of you like this makes him feel guilty.

Once he returns to his room,he sees Alys sitting on his bed, belly heavy.

He doesn't know what to say to her. The prince fils the cup with wine,hoping to ease his mind.

Hand gently hug his waist,her head leans on his shoulder. "It's going to be okay. I'm here." Her voice isn't like yours,no, it's so different than yours... He brings the cup to his lips drinking half of it.

"It's not going to be okay ,Alys. It's not."he pushes himself out of her hug. She doesn't have the same touch at you.

Aemond sits down on the couch,looking at the burning flames of the fire. He takes another of his wine.

If he could turn back the time...he would have you by his side now. How could he just let you go? Stupid boy,just like his grandfather said.

He brought his mother pain...why would he ever do that? Aemond takes another,and another drink of the cup, until the bottle of wine is now only half full.

Alys lays her hands on his shoulders, massaging them softly.

"She's gone, Aemond." He winces at those words, griping the cup tightly. "But I am right here. I am here for you, because you brought me here." The woman whispers in his ear,one hand playing with his white straight hair. He was a mess.

"I don't want you.."his voice speaks quietly,a bit slurry. The wine seeming to fuel him. "I want her ,and she's gone." The widowed man runs a hand trough his hair,taking out the hair and letting it lose. His hair cups his face perfectly,in the light of the fire.

Alys clicks her tongue anoyed with his answer,leaving his side and moving to the window. He didn't look at her ,he was staring at the fire. It reminded him so much of you.

The fire burns like it used to burn in your heart,with that desire for everything. A drop of something wet fell on his hand that was laying in his lap. Was he...crying? And so with that came more. She just watched as he crumbled.

He missed your passion,your love for him... Gods he missed it all.

How could he let you leave ? How could he betray you like that?

From the corner of his eye ,he sees Alys. The moonlight shining on her face. "Get out." He manages to order.

Without any words spoken, Alys leaves his chambers.

Once she's gone, he crumbles , realization finaly hitting him.

It wasn't Daemon who killed you. It was him,he was the one who pushed you to your death.

finally done with this one. Hope you like it 💋💋

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jazzyblusnowflake · 5 days

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OMG hi…I really like your art and was wondering if you wanna be mutuals??????????? Also tell me about your MD ships :3c

honey we are dating- .....okay yknow what- HI PRETTY & TALENTED LADY- yess i will absolutely love toooo 🙈💕💕💕💕💕

also lets see uhhh okay this is an excuse for me to just... expload-

keep in mind not every ship is meant for all of you so dont badger me about stuff that ISNT CANON or YOU DONT SHIP. contrary to whatever you believe, when somone posts about THEIR ships, nobody wants to hear about you NOT shipping it on THAT EXACT post.

hang in there, this gon be a long one >:p

First off we are starting strong with Nuzi- Biscuitbites obviously thats a given- these two just have too much to be said about why and how they make eachother the best version of eachother, whether they ever became canon or not- they fit like puzzle pieces- they lessen eachothers negative traits by being their for eachother.

next is Vuzi- Violentviolet, they are my favorite kind of enemies to lovers 😔 but its also tragic smh. kinda pissed off at how V always does something good in Uzis favor only when she is LITERALLY PASSED OUT- either in the camp ep on the bus or in Alices lab. like damn ofFUCKINGcourse Uzi wouldnt know she cares about her 😭😭😭

envuzi- Violentbitingbiscuits, i love these goobers with all my heart- they deserve the best 😔💕💕💕💕

envy - [does this poor ship just NOT have an exclusive FINDABLE tag name??? im calling them GoldenMemories...], i like to think that if they were in the manor still, and nothing bad had ever happened, these two would be comforting eachother in the healthiest way possible. V needs someone like N and N is just adorable like that uwu

Next we have JxTessa/Jessa- [calling them Fancyblades cuz why not-] J deserves some closure for the shit shes gone through smhhh 😔, its a tragic yuri of J loving and wanting something she probably already accepted she couldnt have, and even then she gotta deal with Ns ass being the favorite one regardless of how hard she tries to be perfect... sighhh i wanna imagine them in a future where Tessa was spared as the only human and J could save her 😭😭😭😭 Tessa might have loved doing mechanical stuff or wore black to hide grease/oil stains on her clothes from her parents and wore gloves to hide her oily stained hands- i want her to have a scene of wiring drones back to life and saving them and saying something like "hey there, you made it! dont worry, ill take care of you, youre my friend now :3" or something //dies//, also before anyone says it- even if Tessa was a teen in the flashbacks- romance is not exclusive to ADULTS, teens can love eachother without having sexual stuff involved. no she was not their MOTHER figure, she was their FRIEND who liked to fix robots for herself to not be alone in a house where her own parents literally chain her up as punishment. i dont even know why im arguing about this, people headcanon or make aus about characters NOT being dead all the time and if Tessa was alive for as long as J thought she was, Tessa would have been a perfectly fine adult either way. so counting this, yes shes canonically considered an adult when Cyn tries to imitate an adult humans body 🙄 makes as much sense as everything else i guess-

next ones i got is NorixYeva/Neva- Solverlilies- i just think theyre neat 😭😭😭 and once again, like everything else in this franchise- they are tragic yuris 😔 damn liam im finding a pattern over here 🤨 anyway, i like to think they either got closer in the lab experimentations or were already close when they were working as WDs in the campsite area for the humans. obviously canonically they were probably straight or just not into eachother romantically- [Nori either u have the worst taste men or Khan just fucking lost it after you died-] but also on the other handddd.... they have 2 hands and they are robots, i want them to kiss like two barbie dolls and im gonna make them do just that-

DollxLizzy/Dizzy- Bloodypink, wost fucking ship names ever, i cant find shit on them with these tags and it makes me angry >:/ at this point 2/3s of my ships are just tragic yuris smh, Doll did not deserve any of the things handed to her, even if she went about doing some things the wrong way i wish Lizzy didnt just abandon her- but then again, Doll did kinda abuse Lizzys trust and Lizzy got scared of being close to a serial murderer so.... morality calls this a draw? 😭 im crying... i wish someone was there to help Doll... sigh... i like to think Lizzy would have waited for Doll to just come back at some point... oh well, thats why AUs exist :"3 //sobs in the corner//

DollxUzi/Dollzi- Bloodybats, this ship is so underrated to me... they could have been... so much more. but why weren't they? did Yeva abandon ever getting close to Uzi when she was a kid after Nori died? did Uzi and Doll just never play around together as kids when their mothers were so close? were they ever close and something went wrong as they grew older? at worst they could have been like sisters together, and at best maybe more than friends. i just dont know what happened here, like Yeva could have tried to keep an eye on Uzi, maybe Uzi could have found Dolls powers so cool before having them too- i dont know theres literally tons of possibilities- but if Doll deserved to be saved or cared for by anyone, at least one of them should have been Uzi... sigh.

ThadxV- Killingblonde, yall this is... the cutest shit... ever???? like from here on out we kinda go into the more or less crackship territory but these two are adorable- Dumbass yet wholesome jock boy that just wants to keep his queen happy 😔👌👌👌 He and Uzi would have so much to talk about on "crushing on literal murder bots that stabbed and almost ate us" its literally love at first stab smhhh 😫💕

ThadxSam- Smokyjock ???? for some fucking reason??? i dont know what my brain did here man- i just like the trope of someone getting under Thads skin- like pair up the healthy sports loving gym boy with the lazy but wholesome dumbass that does drugs or is always just sleep deprived and Thad is always trying to just... take care of his ass and make him take care of himself but he just WONT SMHHH-

okay some more or less crack ships down here:

ThadxN: it speaks for itself. its too adorable and youll go blind from the light of wholesomeness-

ThadxNxUzi: Uzi will die here from the overwhelming wholesomeness... oh bonus if its just a 4s polycule of ThadxNxUzixV i mean i know im pushing my luck but.... random crackships go brr- V and Uzi will complain but love their dumbass golden puppy partners-

ThadxUzi: i think they could have been close and Thad caring about her as a childhood friend turned crush sounds just too cute for me 😔

LizzyxUzi: another random ass rivals to lovers or some shit idk what this is, Lizzy would pay Uzi to kiss the fuck out of her i dont make the rules-

ThadxLizzy: in some cases where they are NOT headcanoned as siblings or cousins, i think they have a good energy of wholesome jock bf and girly queen cheerleader lol, Thad is just a good bf eitherway-

DollxUzixLizzy: the gals would not leave a single second of silence for the small gremlin i swear to God- [Uzi is gay as FUCK for her gfs, absolute girloser unit with her gorgeous but crazy gfs]

okay for the end i have some characters that arent ships but i wish they could have become closer as friends or work out their issues...

J and N- too much abuse and toxicity here, i wish they could talk together more and see they have a lot of things in common- maybe a full line of dialogue from J without threatning N in every sense of the manner would be nice for a change =_=

Doll and V- again, a bit morally ambiguous to ship a character with the murderer of your family, esp when said murderer hasnt expressed regret lmao, but i wish they could at least be friends... Dolls disdain for the murder drones pushed her to end up the way she did. maybe if she didnt do it alone she would have been alive by now. so i like to think what would have happened if she and V could have made up- not necessarily Doll forgiving her- but at least having the space to grow and understand why they did they things that happened.

Cyn and literally ANYONE- i want the solver to be SEPARATE from Cyn- i wish Cyn would have still existed somewhere down there and was savable- i wish this poor child AI had a happy ending to her by connecting with the others as ACTUAL siblings... goddamnit 😔

aaaand thats it for this fine ass day 🫡 yall are welcome to ask about any of these- boy the tags are gonna be.... a lot.

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Switch of Daylight- Cliffs

(Alice x Reader x Jasper)

[Ten] [Eleven] [Twelve]

Someone knocks on the truck door, startling me. I thought it was going to be Charlie but when it was Jacob instead, my eyebrows furrowed.

He opens the door and forces me to scoot over. I then look at the door to see Bella waving and then entering the house. "You apologized?" I asked, holding myself tightly. Not caring about anything else.

"Yes, and I need to apologize to you as well." He doesn't look me in the eyes as he says this. "It's fine Jake." I shrug it off but he disagrees.

"It's not fine. I didn't understand anything and immediately jumped on you. You're nothing like the Cullens." He says, I look up at him. "Jacob, the Cullens have done nothing to you." I cross my arms, "whatever, that's not the point of this talk. I should've never said those nasty things about you. Your situation... it's pretty serious and I'm sorry." He sincerely says in a soft tone. "I have another thing to bring up to you." He tells me and I nod for him to keep talking, bringing my knees up to my chest as I listened.

"Victoria, that red headed chick. You know she's after Bella-" "Yes I already knew that." I chuckled, "why?" My nose scrunches, confused on why he would bring something up I already obviously know.

"Well you know she's after you too right?" He asks, giving me a serious look and then I see in the forest line, Sam and Paul's wolves poking out. "Yeah, Laurent might've mentioned it." I look back to him, now tensed up from the conversation.

"I don't think it's to kill you though. I think she wants to trigger the curse." Jacob says, he's hesitant though. I think Sam fully explained everything to him for which I'm grateful but he should know I don't think I could ever truly trust him again. "Finish what James was trying to accomplish." I finish Jacob's words. Now thinking it all over. Before he turned me he said he wanted me to turn into a vampire so he could kill me and it would be permanent. But he didn't know if that was actually true.

"She figured out what James wanted to know." I sigh out, putting my head down.

He pulls me into his arms and I actually felt a tear pass my eyes, startling me but nothing that's supposed to make sense is anymore so I ignore it. "I'm scared, Jake." My body trembles as he holds me a little tighter.

"Hey, it's okay." He assures me, "we're gonna keep you safe." Even in the arms of Jacob all I can think about are Alice and Jasper.

The next day I decided to go hunting myself. I haven't gotten to do so in a while and I need to have enough strength to not react to other people's blood.

I'm not going to get into anything gory, of course attacking an animal I try to keep to a minimum due to the guilt I feel. Even if this is the better way I still hate doing this. Yeah, I ate meat as a human but I didn't have to do the killing to eat it. To my left I hear leaves rustling, almost scaring me until I realized it wasn't as close as I thought. Moments later a large body makes its way from the trees. I shake my head, smiling. "Hey Jake, Embry." I acknowledge the one behind him.

Jacob nods his head slightly, coming over to look at the animal I covered with leaves, then turning to look at me. "I uh, feel bad." I rub the back of my neck before wiping the blood from my mouth.

"Still on the search for Victoria?" I question as if I could understand them. I mainly go by body language. Embry huffs meaning they definitely still are. That was until we heard a laugh. Jacob gets in front of me and then we see a glimpse of red hair.

Jacob and Embry go after her as I stand there confused on if I should go help or not, then I remember I told Bella I'd meet her back at the house after hunting.

Racing home I get there to see Bella's truck gone. I begin to panic, using my speed ability to check around the house before thinking next of where she could be.

The guys weren't supposed to allow her to leave so most of them might be chasing after Victoria. I hurry up and go to the Rez. Fuck, I don't know where she could be around here.

I run to Sam's house, banging on the door like a mad woman. It swings open and his face is furrowed.

"[Name], what happened?" I push past him in the house. "Where's my sister?" I look around, going into the kitchen then searching in other rooms. Only to bump into another woman.

"Sam, what's going on?" The woman asks, I push past her as well, going to go outside but Sam stops me.

"This is [Name], Bella's sister. And what's going on, why are you freaking out?" He questions me, I grow antsy, not wanting to answer him as I was just trying to find my sister. "[Name], what's going-" "Bella, where is she?" I glare at him. "You said you guys were gonna keep her safe, she was supposed to be at the house, where is she?" I start to grip back on his arm, visibly hurting him but I was not doing too goof. "It's okay, she was was just here." Sam attempts to calm me down.

"Yeah, she was looking for Jacob." The girl speaks up, I glance back at her. Then something comes back to me. The cliff. She wanted to cliff dive. "Thank you!" I point to the random woman I've never seen before.

Speeding out of the house, practically ripping my body out of Sam's grasp.

Arriving at the Cliff I look around, seeing Bella's truck parked. I hurry towards the water, Bella's body was falling to the water. "Bella no!!" I scream. She hit the ocean.

"Bella!" I cry out. Moments pass and then her body pops out. A huge relief settles in my body. Panic still over washed my face nonetheless. "Yes!" She laughs. Then a wave crashes over her, pulling her under the water. Without thinking I dive into the water once I hit the water I open my eyes, searching for Bella.

It takes longer than I liked but once I found her, her eyes were closed. I just barely grab her by her sleeve, once I have her I fix my grip to her waist. Swimming out of the water, making sure her head is above it.

Getting onto shore I try to remember what to do. I hear footsteps behind me as I begin CPR. "Oh my god, Bella." It was Jacob behind me, he gets down to his knees as well on the other side of her.

"Bella, please." I beg with her, dread entering my body. Jacob and I lift her torso up, hitting her back. Finally she spits out water.

"Bella!" "Bella can you hear us?" Jacob asks. "[Name]...? Jake?" She's attempting to focus on us, mainly staring at me. Sam stands behind us. "She'll be alright." He tells us, I stand up letting Jacob lecture her as mine will be far far worse.

I go over to Sam.

"Sorry..." I mutter. "Sorry?" His eyes widen slightly, surprised I'm talking to him to begin with. "For pushing past you, searching your house." I say, holding myself. Weirdly just now feeling the water drip from my clothes.

"Who was that girl?" I suddenly ask as he stayed silent after my apology. "That's Emily, Paul's imprint." He informs me.

I nod my head a little bit. "Oh," Was all I said in return before joining Bella and Jacob again.

"Get them home, I'm heading to the hospital, I'll meet you there!" Sam shouts over to Jacob who only nods in return. Sam jogs off.

"Why would you jump? Didn't you notice it's like a hurricane out here? You're lucky [Name] got here in time." Jacob turns back to my sister. "I know. It was stupid- Sam said hospital- someone's hurt?" She asks and then I realized what was said too and we both stare at him waiting for an answer.

"Harry Clearwater had a heart attack." He informs us. I close my eyes, knowing that's going to be heartbreaking for our dad. "Oh my god- does our dad know?"

"He and my dad are both over there." He says. "Will Harry be okay?"

"I don't know. Come on. I'll find you both something dry and drive you guys home." He tells us, helping my sister up. She then falls into my arms and we walk together as I hold her from the side.

Jacob both found us jackets but it was kind of irrelevant for me as I don't feel cold. Bella shivers though so Jacob pulls her close.

"Hundred and eight degrees over here." He smiles, she tucks herself further into him. "Must be nice, never getting cold." She says to the both of us, mainly to Jacob so I stay quiet. "It's a wolf thing." He shrugs it off. "It's a Jacob thing. You're just... warm." She compliments him. "Like the sun." He grins.

I roll my eyes from the subtle flirting he's trying to pull off. "Like the sun." Bella repeats him.

"Which like always comes back. You can count on me." He sincerely tells her. She only nods though. I feel her grow awkward. "There are other cool things about all this, like- I heal fast. Wanna see me stab my hand?" He jokingly messes with her. "Yeah, 'cause that would be fun." She sarcastically responds.

Jacob pulls the truck into our house. "So... this wolf thing's not all bad?" She changes the subject, I still decide to stay quiet. I feel tired almost which is weird but ignored like everything else has been. "It's better. Not that you know. But..." He grows quiet. "But..." She says, egging him on to continue. "It's just... comes so easily to me. More than the other guys."

"That's a good thing, isn't it?" She tilts her head.

"Maybe. Or maybe it makes me less human than the others." I notice him glance at me then back to Bella. It was quick, not exactly intentionally but I saw it.

"Sometimes I'm scared I might disappear, you know? Who I really am." Bella looks him directly in his eyes and this where I take it as a sign to get out of the truck.

They of course noticed it due to Bella's truck being so nosey but they continued with their conversation. I leaned against the truck, wanting to wait for Bella before I went into the house. I closed my eyes thinking about how Bella might not have made it. Moments later Bella opens her truck door but Jacob pushes her back into the trucking slamming her door before grabbing me and leading me back into the vehicle as well. "There's a bloodsucker out there." He says.

"Hey! Excuse me!" I motion to myself, I get a quick apology but then I notice the sense of another as well. "How do you know?" She questions. "He can smell us. Wolves and Vampires have distinct smells." I tell her.

"Yeah, and they reek. Sorry [Name] but it's true. And I'm getting you guys out of here." He pulls out of the driveway, whipping the truck around. "It's not Victoria!" I shout. And both Bella and I look in the driveway again. Realizing who it is. "Yeah, stop, it's not here!" Bella screams.

"Forget it." He shakes his head.

"It's Carlisle's car! They're here. Go back!" Bella orders him but he doesn't listen. "It's a trick-" He floors it so I take Bella, opening the door and jumping out causing Jacob to slam the breaks. I try to careg Bella bridal style, going to run off to the house but Jacob gets in front of us. I slowly put my sister back down. "Stop, you guys gotta come with me." He desperately says to us.

"It's okay. They're my friends." Bella argues. "Jacob something might be wrong if they're back." I plead with him. "Don't you get it? If a Cullen is back here, this is their territory. The Treaty says we can only defend our own lands." He explains to us.

"It's not a war." Bella disagrees. "It is. And you'll only be safe in La Push. I can't protect you here anymore." This isn't about me anymore. I'm only plus one because I'm Bella's sister.

"I don't need you to-" "You're about to cross a line." He cuts her off. "Only if you draw one." Bella states. We begin to move past him but he stops us. "I'm not letting you two do this." He says.

"You don't have a choice. We- I don't belong to you." She says, knowing it will hurt him, and it does. She sees it but she knows she can't take it back. He hands her the keys. "Bye, Bella. I hope you both don't die." Bella flinches from his words, he disappears in the woods. Leaving us in the road so I take the keys from her. Grabbing her arm so we can continue our way to the house.

But as we begins rustling noises start. She freaks out but I smell the scent of who it is and I instantly let Bella go. She screams though, stopping once she sees who it is. "Alice!"

"You're... alive." Alice seems confused. I stand back, completely silent at the sight of her. Bella hugs her. "Oh my god, Alice. You're here." Bella grins. "I heard voices- I didn't think it was you two but- you're alive." She repeats herself from the first time. "You keep saying that." Bella chuckles anxiously.

"I saw you- a vision of you- you jumped off a cliff. I knew I'd be too late but- Why the hell would you try to kill yourself?!" She suddenly grows angry. "I didn't I was cliff diving." Bella corrects her.

"Why?!"

"Um... fun?" Bella even questions it herself, knowing her answer isn't a good one. "That was fun for you." Alice looks her up and down. "Until I hit the water." She nods. "I have never met anyone more prone to life-threatening idiocy... and what is that hideous dog smell on the both of you?" Oh so she can acknowledge my existence.

"Oh, probably Jacob. He's kind of a werewolf."

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abbysleftbicepp · 3 months

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What Did I Ever Do To You?

A post outbreak day abby x fem!reader fic.

Warnings: Violence (if you squint), slight angst, some fluff, not proofread, I’m new to this so lmk if there is more that I can’t think of!!

Part 1

“Why did Isaac have to put me on this patrol?” You groaned under your breath as you reloaded her gun, and taking out another scar.

Truth be told, You never liked going on patrols to kill non-fungal people. You hated having to be at war with the scars. You’d rather be killing off infected, or doing other jobs at the settlement like looking after the cattle. You’d also often help out in the nursery, sharing your knowledge in the preschool rooms and telling stories to the older kids.

“Is that all of them?” Manny asked, trying to get his breathing steady again.

“Yeah I think so.” Abby sighed in relief. You could finally return after a long day of fighting scars who got too close to the settlement. Just as Abby finished speaking, a truck pulled up as if it were answering their wishes of not wanting to hike all the way back.

“I call shotgun!” Manny yelled out.

“You always get shotgun.” You rolled your eyes as you hopped into the back, letting Alice and Abby on.

“That’s a good girl.” You petted Alice as Jordan drove off.

There was an awkward silence between you and Abby. There was always tension in the air when you were together. You never even knew why.

“You did good out there. I’m surprised you could hold your own so well when you’re never out on these kind of runs.” Abby spoke up.

“Uhh…that sounded very back handed, but I’ll take it. Thank you.” You responded. The silence returned in the back of the truck, enveloping everyone.

“Did you hear what food they have in the canteen today? I’m starved.” You spoke up, trying to fill the silence that was taking over the truck.

“Uhm..I think it was potato and leek soup.” Abby responded dryly, fidgeting with her fingers.

“Thanks.” You finished, ending their short conversation. The rest of the ride home was quite peaceful. The sun was setting in the sky, creating beautiful orange and pink hues in the clouds. Alice had fallen asleep on the truck floor, she had quite an eventful day.

The air was warm, with a slight breeze contrasting to the cozy atmosphere. There were flowers starting to bloom in the grass, you could tell it was the end of spring.

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Sitting in yours and Nora’s shared room, You listened to your favourite song through your Walkman. This hour was the one hour of solitude you got a day, and she liked to spend it with her eyes closed, listening to the calm music as she allowed her mind to wander.

“Hey Y/n, I’m gonna head out. Issac is wanting me to pull a shift for Mel.” Nora yelled before leaving the room, leaving you completely alone.

Your mind drifted to memories that you tried to push away. Your memories from back in Boston.

~flashback~

“Ellie! Riley! Wait up!!” You yelled as you followed them down a street to your shared hideout. You three had found a house that no one was using, and never got checked by Fedra. You all decorated the place and made it feel cosy. It became your safe space, a place to escape for a while.

When you finally arrived, Ellie and Riley were in a heated argument.

“Fuck you Ellie! I don’t wanna see you ever again.” Riley announced before storming out the door.

“What just happened? Are you okay Ellie?” You asked, worried for your friends. Ellie broke down crying as you wrapped your arms around her.

“Shh it’s okay..I’m right here..” you spoke, trying to soothe Ellie.

A month and a few weeks had passed, and Riley never returned. For all you knew, she was dead. So that’s what you assumed.

~End of flashback~

Suddenly, you felt someone tap you on your shoulder, waking you from your sleep.

“Huh? What time is it..?” You asked, rubbing your eyes as you sat up.

“It’s 8pm. Manny wants to have a movie night in his room, the whole groups already there but he insisted on me coming to grab you.” Leah responded. “Go get some slippers on and meet us in his room.” She finished before leaving.

You let out a groan, you didn’t want to be rudely awakened nor go to see a movie in Manny’s room. That was mainly because Manny shared a room with Abby, and you didn’t want to cross paths with Abby whenever wasn’t necessary.

Once you got your hoodie and slippers on, you grabbed your keys and dragged yourself out the door.

When you arrived you knocked faintly on the door, hoping that no one would hear it. Your hopes were soon crushed when Jordan opened the door.

“Ah you took your time, come on in.” He said, welcoming you into Manny and Abby’s room. When you walked in, everyone greeted you, everyone except Abby.

Sitting down next to Nora, you spoke up. “What are we watching then?”

“We are watching Spider-man 3.” Manny answered, putting popcorn on the coffee table before sitting down himself and pressing play.

You nodded, as you tried to focus on the tv. However, you could feel someone staring holes into your soul. You turned to look at who was looking at you, and you caught Abby looking away.

“Sly.” You thought to herself.

After the movie ended, Leah, Jordan and Nora all decided that they were too tired for another film. Manny insisted on you staying for another one, so you decided on staying. You probably wouldn’t be able to fall back to sleep either way.

Manny put on Pirates of the Caribbean: At Worlds End, as he knew that both Abby and you had a mutual liking to the film.

After half an hour, manny got a text from one of his side chicks. “Girls, I’m afraid I’ve gotta head out. I got a hookup.” He said before rushing out the door. Now it was just you and Abby, and the tension was swallowing them whole.

When the movie finished, the tension in the room only grew. You wanted to leave and go back to your safe place, but you knew that Abby would watch your every move, and that scared you. Confidence bubbled up inside you, begging to be let out, so you spoke up;

“What did I ever do to you?” You asked looking at your hands.

“What?” Abby retorted.

“For years all you’ve done is shut me out. All I’ve been trying to do is show you kindness, show I’m worthy of your friendship but you feel disgusted to be in the same room as me.” You wanted to stop speaking, but the words would not stop spilling from your usually quiet mouth.

“I’m tired of trying to show my worth to you. I’m tired of trying to be good enough for you, when all you want is to be as far away as possible.” You continued. Abby sat there quietly.

“You tell me that you don’t have time for friends, but that’s just bullshit because we’re both in the same friend group and your kind enough to them…so why not to me?” You finally looked up, with hurt eyes. For only a split second, Abby faltered. The mask slipped for a second as she saw the pain she was causing in your eyes. You look at her with a shaky breath, seeking information that you’ve needed for a long time, but Abby never spoke. She just sat there, looking at you with shock.

You let out a short laugh, trying to take away from the tension, before walking to the door.

“Fuck you Abby.” You said as you stormed out, heading to your room.

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Bathtub

In this fic, you are introduced to another OC - my girl Alice "Al” (Jasmine’s roommate)

CW: emeto, burping _

“Jazz, what the fuck is that?” Alice asked, her finger pointed over at Jasmine’s painting that was propped up on an easel in the living room. It was a depiction of a naked man wearing a cowboy hat while riding a large hog and swinging a lasso around in the air.

“This is the commission piece I told you about,” Jasmine said matter of factly.

“Yeah, well, you left out the most interesting part,” she laughed. “Is the, uh, naked man the one who requested the painting?”

“Oh, yeah. I think so. Sent me a photo of his face and told me to give him a large muscular physique, and an even larger…ahem,” Jasmine giggled as her eyes trailed down the canvas. The two broke out into a loud fit of laughter.

“Man, people are freaks,” Alice stated, shaking her head. She walked over to the kitchen and untied the bag of white bread on the counter, tossing a couple pieces in the toaster.

“Well, this freak is about to make me over two hundred bucks richer, so I say, let their freak flag fly,” Jasmine smiled, adding some more flesh tones to the hogs body. Alice wandered around their small kitchenette, collecting an overripe banana and a jar of Jif peanut butter. She tapped her foot while waiting for the toast to pop up before slathering a generous amount of peanut butter and mashed banana on top.

“Take a break from naked guy and help me go through some Tinder picks,” Alice called out, as she plopped herself down on the gray futon and crossed her legs

“It’s not like you need my help. You always swipe left on the ones I like anyways,” Jasmine replied.

“Exactly! If you like them, I know they’re not for me,” Alice snorted and took a bite of her toast. She could hear her friend sigh and set down her paint brush. “You pick women you think I’ll have some sort of meaningful connection with, but this is Tinder. It’s meant for hook-ups, not long lasting relationships,”

“But doesn’t that get old? I mean, don’t you want a relationship?” Jasmine asked as she curled up next to Alice, readjusting her orange boho skirt.

“Do you even know me, Jazz?” She said incredulously, a smirk hidden behind her full cherry lips.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot who I was talking to. The queen of sluts,” Jasmine teased.

“And proud of it, baby,” Alice grinned before taking another bite of toast.

“Ya know, most people don’t make their sexuality into a personality trait,” she joked, tucking a loose strand of black hair behind her ear.

“I’m not most people,” Alice said with a mouthful of peanut butter. She smacked her lips as she swiped through photos of young women in the area also looking to date. “What about her?” She pointed to a brunette named Lexi, who was also twenty-one. Slightly chubby cheeks were adorned with light freckles, but what stood out the most were her breasts. She was wearing a low cut v-neck dress with an obvious push-up bra, and was nibbling on the nail of her forefinger that clung to the side of her lip like a fish hook.

“She’s definitely your type,” Jasmine said while uncrossing her legs to stand up and walk back over to her easel. Alice had a thing for femme girls with big boobs.

“Ugh. Says she’s looking for her soulmate,” Alice scoffed, swiping her finger left on the screen. Jasmine rolled her eyes and returned to her painting when a sudden cramp had her bending over. She pressed a hand against her normally flat stomach and found it slightly bloated. In her head, she tried to figure out how many more days it was until she was supposed to get her period. If this was her period, it was a week early, but she tried not to think too much of it as the cramp eventually passed.

***

“I think I’m gonna order Chinese for dinner. You want something?” Alice asked. There was a little Chinese family restaurant right outside campus that they frequented, so much so, that the owner knew them by name.

“Uh, no. I’m not that hungry,” Jasmine replied. Her stomach had felt off all evening, and that in and of itself was enough to cause her anxiety to skyrocket. She would get the occasional cramp and found herself stifling acrid burps, attempting to hide her discomfort from Alice.

“I’ll order you some dumplings, just in case you change your mind,” Alice said with a smile. It was a sweet gesture. She knew how much Jasmine loved dumplings. But right now, her stomach churched just at the thought of putting anything in her mouth. A flood of salty and bitter saliva coated her tongue and she felt another burp rise in her chest. Covering her mouth with her fist, she swallowed the burp back down. It made a squelching noise in her tummy, loud enough for Alice to hear. But if she did, she didn’t react.

“I’m gonna go study,” Alice announced before making a beeline to her bedroom and closing the door. All that gas she kept swallowing down was really hurting her belly and she needed to get it out. She laid down on her purple bedspread and slipped a hand under her t-shirt, rubbing wide circles along her bloated flesh. A gurgle rumbled up her chest but died in her throat and she sighed. Feeling overly warm, she removed her flowy skirt and threw her hair up in a loose bun.

Looking at her phone, she realized it had been almost two days since she’d talked to Brett. The morning after her boyfriend got sick at the restaurant, she messaged him to apologize for not staying over at his place that night. She wanted to be there to comfort him, like any good girlfriend should, but her intense fear of being around someone throwing up wouldn’t let her. Since that night, she had been trying to keep herself busy, distract herself from the events of that evening, and also the fact that Brett hadn’t responded to any of her texts. It had been eating at her, not knowing what he was thinking. What if he was ghosting her because he wanted to break up? Not that she would blame him. They had only been going out for a few months. It would be an ideal time to bolt, before things got too serious.

A tear leaked from the corner of her eye and she quickly wiped it away. She had already spent the morning crying into her pillow, and didn’t have the energy to go another round. Her tummy let out an unhappy whine and she curled up on her side, bringing her knees up to her chest. All she wanted was Brett to be there to rub her back until she fell asleep. Maybe this is how he felt Friday night when she abandoned him? But she didn’t abandon him, she reminded herself. His brother was there. He was fine.

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The sound of the front door slamming jolted her out of a light sleep. She must have dozed off. Jasmine heard Alice’s combat boots clomping on the kitchen tiles and the sound of plastic bags rustling. For a moment, Jasmine forgot what she was doing before she fell asleep, but a wet hiccup brought her attention back to her stomach. It felt sour and overly full, even though she hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast. Deciding that a hot bath may help her relax, both physically and mentally, she slipped her skirt back on and grabbed a change of clothes.

Alice was already stuffing her face by the time she walked out of her bedroom. There were several Chinese takeout containers on their tiny dining room table, including two pork filled dumplings. Jasmine repressed a sudden gag at the thought of eating them, holding her breath to escape the nauseating smell as she walked past her roommate on her way to the bathroom.

“You okay, Jazz?” Alice asked, a noodle hanging from her lip. Refusing to admit that she didn’t feel well, Jasmine tried to play it off.

“Yeah, just tired,” she lied. “Figured a hot bath would help me decompress and get ready for the week.” Alice eyed her suspiciously.

“Alright. Well, I’ve got your dumplings here. Did you want me to leave them out for you or put them in the fridge?” She asked.

“Fridge,” Jasmine quickly spat out. Her tummy let out another grumble, and she bolted away to the bathroom. By this point, she had started to panic even more. The whirling in her gut pushed her over the edge from queasy to full blown nauseous. Looking in the mirror, it was obvious that she was sick. No wonder Alice had asked if she was okay. Her skin was a shade lighter than usual, and the yellow undertones had been replaced with a tinge of green. Sweat beads peppered her temples and forehead, and her lips were pale and dry.

The urge to cry was strong, but Jasmine knew if she gave in, it would be an admittance that she wasn’t okay, and eventually spiral into a panic attack. Throwing her change of clothes over the towel rack, she stripped herself of her slightly damp clothes and turned on the tap. While waiting for it to fill up, Jasmine collapsed on the closed toilet seat and bent over with her head in her hands. The room had started to tilt and spin around her, like she was on some tortuous carnival ride.

Jasmine looked up in time to see that the bathtub had almost overflowed. As she scrambled to turn off the water, she tripped on the bathmat and banged her knee against the tub. Biting back a yelp, she collapsed on the bathroom tile and sat there for a few minutes, taking deep breaths to try and steady herself. Eventually, she felt stable enough to climb in, sighing as the warm water washed over her sore limbs. She tried to ignore the continued sloshing in her belly, moving in turn with the bath water.

A sudden wet burp had her scrambling to cover her mouth with her hand. A second burp came shortly after, then another, and another. They were quick and fairly soft, but definitely sick sounding. Jasmine’s cheeks flushed red. She really hoped Alice couldn’t hear her uncontrollable burps through the door. At the same time, she wished her friend was there to help calm her down and reassure her that everything would be fine. She really didn’t want to be alone, but she also didn’t want to ask for help.

A tight belch constricted her throat and brought up a bit of stomach acid. She started to cough over the soapy water as tears trickled down her cheeks. At this point, Jasmine started to think that maybe she should get out of the tub and go kneel in front of the toilet. It was too little too late though, as her tummy spasmed and its contents were forcefully expelled in a violent heave.

Jasmine barely heard Alice’s knocks on the door as she gagged over the soiled bath water. There were chunks of vomit everywhere from her projectile explosion.

“Jazz, what’s…oh shit!” Alice exclaimed, throwing the door open and stepping inside. “Are you okay? What the fuck happened?”

Alice couldn’t answer, too distraught and embarrassed about what had just transpired. Her face was wet with tears as she stopped gagging and started to sob.

“Hey, you’re alright. I’m gonna help you, okay?” Alice knelt down next to the tub, careful to avoid the puddle of sick that had sloshed over the edge.

Jasmine brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. “I…w-want my…want b-brett,” she spluttered.

To be continued…

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Remus wakes up to the one and only James Potter standing over him. "Jesus, James."

"Happy Birthday, Moony!" That woke up Sirius from beside him.

"Prongs! Cut it out! I'm tired!"

James' face sags a little. "Sorry, Padfoot. Just wanted to surprise Moony."

"It's fine, Prongs." Sirius sits up and kisses Remus' forehead. "Joyeux anniversaire, Mooney."

"Thanks, my love."

"Always."

"You're sickening!" Peter shouts from his bed.

"You're just sour because you're single." Sirius says.

"Not the point!"

"Shut the fuck up." Remus hears someone say.

James smiles a little wider. "Sorry. Let's get out of here before we keep getting yelled at."

James walks right out, and when James wakes up, he never leaves without getting dressed, so he must already be. Remus grabs his outfit picked out for him by his beautiful boyfriend - which Remus will never mention to his face to keep his ego in check - and walks to the bathroom to get ready.

Sirius picked out a white shirt, his favorite sweater, and baggy jeans. He's not gonna lie. He does look amazing in this outfit.

They go down to breakfast, and while he passes, he gets a bunch of 'happy birthday's' from all his friends. He stares at the Gryffindor table where they sit. It's decorated with balloons and a banner above the table that says 'Happy Birthday, Mooney!'.

James is grinning from ear to ear next to him. "Do you like it?"

"Bit much, ain't it?"

"Never enough for our Mooney." His boyfriend says on the other side of him.

Peter isn't affected at all and just walks to the table and plops down in his usual seat. Marlene is seemingly enthused, smiling up at him as he sits down next to Sirius.

Lily, Mary, Marlene, Alice, and Frank have been sitting with them for years now. Since the second year, at least. But Marlene always sat with James first year before she got her own friends. They've been friends since seven. Apparently, they lived right next to each other and were living next to muggles.

They're family's are weird. That's all he has to say. I mean, Marlene is a half-blood, but James? James is a pure-blood, well, blood-traitor, but still.

Breakfast was - as usual- eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. It's what they always have on Sunday's. It's a tradition for the house elves to cook with the head teacher of each house for birthdays, though. And Minnie is a good cook. So, it should be much better than it usually is.

When Remus took that first bite, he was in awe. Minnie did a lot better this year. It's amazing.

After breakfast, they went back to the common room to open presents. James and Marlene ran ahead of them and set it all up. There was a whole spot just for them. Always has been since second year. No one ever goes in that spot. Not if they want to be the victim of a prank.

Marlene and James are sitting right next to each other, smiles mirroring each other's. The chair is surrounded by presents. Remus' spot. "Why so many?" He asks.

"Because you deserve it." Lily responds as she goes to sit down next to Mary and Alice. Frank follows behind while Sirius sits at the end of the couch closest to the chair. Remus sighs and sits down as best he could without touching the gifts.

Sirius smiles. "Mine first." He says while grabbing a small box wrapped in a happy birthday wrapping paper. Now that Remus is actually looking at them, they all are, and the bags are the same ones for each gift, too.

Remus takes it. When he opens it, he gasps. "You didn't."

Sirius smiles wider. "I did." It's a necklace with the moon and Canis Major - Sirius' constellation.

"I love it, my star." He replies, putting it back in its box and looking back at Sirius.

"Ok, ok, love birds." Frank says. "My turn."

Again, it's a box but bigger. It houses three grandpa sweaters - the ones he mentioned he wanted a month ago. "You remembered?"

Frank smiles. "Of course I did."

"Thank you, Frank." He puts them back in the box and sets them aside. Mary hands Remus her gift next. It's houses the tennis shoes Remus was talking about. "You guys are the best." He says while smiling at his new shoes. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Rem." He just them aside, and Peter hands him his gift. He opens the bag and sees hair care products. "Peter!"

"What? I bought all the ones you use, plus some."

"I don't take enough care of my hair?"

"That's not what I'm saying. Just try 'em. They work amazing for me." He says while fluffing his hair.

Remus rolls his eyes. "Sure, whatever you say, Pete." He sets the bag aside, and Alice hands him her present. A sketching pad and pencils. "Aw, thanks, Al. I love you."

"I love you, too, Remy."

Next, it's Marlene' gift. Records. ABBA, to be exact. He smiles. "My favorite." He bought a record player a few months ago but hasn't had any time to buy any records. "Thank you, Marls."

Marlene smiles. "I pay attention."

Remus laughs. "Yeah, you all do."

Lily hands him hers. In a bag, there are three different books. Muggle. Lord of The Rings. All three books. "I've always wanted to read this. Thank you, Lils."

"Book group for a reason."

Remus smiles at that while James hands him his last gift. Three notebooks for the books Lily got him. "James,"

"You're welcome, Mooney."

"Thank you."

The rest of the day goes by in a wizz. They play muggle games that Remus can't quite remember the names of. And even Minnie gave him a gift. Potions books. He doesn't know why she has them, but he's thankful.

All his friends are the best he could ask for. But the best part was falling asleep with Sirius.

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themultifandomgal · 1 year

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Tommy Shelby- Didn’t Have To Learn To Love Pt2

Trigger Warning! Illness, sick, preeclampsia

Pt1

I've just finished up feeding mine and Tommys baby, Charlie. I haven't felt well all day, not since giving birth yesterday morning. We're sat downstairs, Tommy reading the paper. He looks up at me as I place Charlie in is bassinet

"You alright?" he asks frowning

"I don't know. I haven't felt well since having the baby. Headache, feel sick, hot but cold at the same time. Pains. Dunno Tommy just don't feel right"

"I'll get Polly" Tommy gets up and shouts for Polly to come out of the kitchen

"What's wrong? is the baby ok?"

"Yeah but YNs not. Is this normal?"

"No. I think you should call the midwife to come and check over YN" Tommy rushes out of the room while Polly comes over to me placing a hand on my forehead "your burning up"

"But I'm so cold Poll"

"Tommy I think we need an ambulance!" she shouts from the living room. A few seconds later Tommy comes back in

"Midwife will be here in a bit, ambulance will arrive in 20 minutes. Is she ok Polly?"

"She's getting worse Tommy"

"Gonna be sick" I breathe out

"Grab a bucket or bowl, quickly Thomas" Polly shouts. But before Tommy has time to get anything I throw up on the floor

"Sorry. I couldn't..."

"Shhh it's ok. We can get that sorted later aye" Tommy strokes my sweaty hair from my my face

"Midwife here" I hear someone call from the front door

"We're in here" Polly shouts back, Charlie starts crying so I lean over trying to get to him

"I've got him love, you just listen to the midwife ok?" Polly says picking up Charlie

"Ok so headache, vomiting, any other symptoms?"

"A pain. In my ribs"

"I think we need an ambulance"

"Aunt Poll already rang one"

"Perfect. Ok let's get her up and start making our way to the front door" Tommy takes my one side while the midwife takes the other

"What's wrong with her?" Tommy asks

"I think it could be a condition called toxemia also known as preeclampsia. It can affect woman during pregnancy and on the rare occasion it can happen after mother has given birth"

"Will she be alright?"

"Yes as long as we get her to the hospital"

"I can't loose her"

"And you won't" Alice says before I pass out.

A week later and I'm feeling so much better I've also been let out of hospital

"Shhh shhh come on Charlie, mamma wants to go to sleep" I bounce the baby in my arms

"Here let me try, you go lie down" Tommy takes Charlie from my arms and starts rocking him. I lie down on the bed, on my side, watching Tommy interacting with Charlie. He sits on the bed bouncing our boy in his arms, who no has started to settle down

"I never thanked you"

"What for?" Tommy asks looking at me confused

"Well for a start, getting me through those first months after the war. Then when I said I was pregnant you could have easily left me to deal with this on my own. You've given me a safe place to live, food, water, protection. And then when I was ill you helped me. You did all of that and you don't love me, why?"

"Whoever said I don't love you?"

"Well it's just you've been cold ever since you found out I was pregnant so I just thought..."

"God YN I didn't want you to think that. Fuck" Tommy runs his hand through his hair "I was scared YN. Scared of getting my hopes up and being happy, because whenever I'm happy and in love that person dies. I didn't want you to die. Or this little one. Hell YN I fell in love with you as soon as you told me you were pregnant. I'm so sorry I made you feel like I didn't care" tears fall down my face. I sit up and move so I'm sat behind him

"Tommy Shelby apologising, never thought I'd see the day" I chuckle

"Don't joke about that" he shakes his head

"I'm here, I'm ok. We're ok" I stroke Charlie's cheek "so when are we introducing this little on to your brothers?"

"Not yet. I want to keep you both to myself a little longer" Tommy places Charlie in his bassinet and gets into bed with me. I rest my head on his bare chest

"I love you too Tommy" I tell him before falling asleep.

#peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders #tommy shelby x wife #tommy shelby #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x y/n

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balbigalum · 1 year

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Hi! Not sure this is even a headcanon but if I just think about any of them (Alicent, Aemond, Aegon, or even Helaena) meeting their lover's family/friends and being unconditionally included and welcomed and experiencing freely given kindness and appreciation for the first time ever I go feral and froth at the mouth

Aemond

it’s kinda sad that he has a really dutiful view of family and family events, he really doesn't even entertain the idea of them being enjoyable

and then you invite him to some name-day, a big family gathering

he goes with you, he knows how important these things are so he makes himself ready to spend the evening trying to impress your parents and make you proud

so he is very surprised at the warm welcoming he finds

your mother literally hugs him

she goes on and on about how much she heard about him, about how dashing he is, and how happy she is that he came to visit

aemond is speechless, he looks at you trying to figure out what to say and just lets a shy “thank you” out

you find it kinda cute but you don’t say anything about it

the whole night your family comes and goes, talking to him like he is another member of the family, looking at him in the eye and never shying away from him not even from his scar

when the two of you are finally alone at night he seems to be very lost in thought while you get ready for bed

“So, that’s why you are so kind-hearted then.” he says like he just made the biggest discovery in history of westeros

aegon

the guy is ready to get shitted on

he just knows it, someone is gonna comment on his behavior or reputation, he dreads it

for the first couple of hours of arriving to your home he tries to find something to drink and to not face anybody

but then a little kid (who looks suspiciously too much like you) is pulling at his clothes and asking to be picked up

he looks around wondering what mother in her right mind would allow their child to be near him but he can’t seem to find anybody

he finally does, kid in one hand, cup in the other (can you blame him)

the kid ends up leading him to the garden with the other kids and before he knows it a bunch of children from your family are crawling all over him

one is pulling at his silver hair

other is demanding to see his dragon

finally you and some of the mothers of the kids find him and can’t help to laugh

he is smiling at you, mouthing at you “they like me” talking about the kids

you help him up and reassure him that of course they like him, he can be very lovely sometimes

(cue to aegon basically babysitting all the kids during the feast which helps keeping him sober tbh)

helaena

i love her

she is a little weird but she is not as good at picking up why some people don’t like her

so she doesn’t worry much about socializing

she knows it always goes like this: she starts talking, people give her a weird look, and leave

you invite her to visit your family since king’s landing makes you homesick and she accepts

when she arrives the first one to welcome you is your uncle, who has mud up to his knees and hugs you two anyways “we had a storm last night” is what he says

he calls Helaena stunning and she smiles

after a moment Helaena can’t help but whisper something to herself

your uncle asks her to repeat herself, since he couldn’t hear her

“light is a warning that will leave you deaf”

there is a beat of silence, and she feels like you and your uncle will ignore her and keep walking like nothing

but your uncle starts nodding his head

“That’s what I always say,” he says very seriously, did he understand her? “The brighter the lighting, the louder it sounds.” Oh… so he did understand her

Helaena can’t help but to smile big and bright

“Don’t worry, the storm has passed, you two will be able to sleep just fine, lighting won’t keep you awake”

alicent

i’m doing young alicent so it makes more sense

she is a lonely person

her mom died and her dad is… her dad

she doesn’t realize how much she missed having a motherly figure in her life until your grandmother visits you in king’s landing

you roll your eyes at your grandma, you’re used to her, she is a well respected lady and very smart too

alicent thinks that’s the most amazing thing ever

you two have a ball to attend and alicent chooses to wear one of her late mother’s dress

when your grandma sees her she gasps at how beautiful alicent looks

but

the dress doesn’t fit her as well, her mother was way older when she passed

“Come here dear, let me adjust it for you.”

and alicent could cry at the kindness

“Green looks beautiful on you, there you go.”

alicent ends up spending more time with your grandma than you

they often drink tea together and alicent gets wonderful advice from her

sorry for any mistakes

#aegon x reader #aemond x reader #alicent x reader #helaena x reader #house of the dragon #anon #blurb #hc

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livawritesshit · 1 year

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Ink!Demon!Bendy X Fem! Reader

CONTENT UNDER THE CUT!)

Warnings (Weird type of fluff Slight angst crying??? depictions of murder and devouring Depictions of injury

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You Were A Friend Of Audrey And Tom , Audrey Had Always Protected you From Hostile lost ones And Stuff That would try to harm you but even she was Busy With defeating the Ink Demon ,

She Always Spoke so low of Him That it almost made you feel Bad But you knew what he had done You Had never come face to face With Him and werent intending to unless neccesary Audrey described He Was stubborn and hostile All The times She had Encountered Him

You Mostly Just Helped in The sidelines Stabbing Alice Angel When She Almost Shot Audrey You Were Slightly Critical When needed but loved Audrey as a sister Tom(borris) as they called him Was quiet But he Was a Good person

I Was Out Alone After Audrey Had to Get Past the Keepers Studying the Studio Trying to find out some info ,

As i passed by Few Doors the feeling of being watched was creeping up on me , Even Tho i wasnt being Watched or followed everytime i checked, this is scary.. I’m getting nervous , who the hell is following me?.. “H-Hello? I-is someone there?..” i looked around frantically , i hate this feeling i feel so vulnerable and unsafe .. i really hope i wont encounter wilson or the ink demon, just the thought alone makes me shudder,.. i begin running ,hearning something fall or break whatever it is I don’t want to find out ,

I Started Running , i dont know why or how but i have a feeling someones after me , and sure enough i hear wet loud thumps signaling they are following me, i really contemplate turning around but rather not die because of curiosity honesly , i hear Them growl something alike?, no time to Think! , i run for what seems like hours ducking and opening Doors i begin feeling myself become exhausted , Stop yourself y/n! Struggle later live now! If i stop up ill die!, i notice a shadow over me , fuck fuck FUCKKKK!!!! , its catching up so damn fast! ,i duck under a barrel hearing it being destroyed behind me as i throw whatever i can reach backwards onto the thing as it mails almost anything and everything, this thing definitely wants to kill me! , i Fall to the Ground i struggle to get up , i notice its shadow above me ..”heh..?” I slowly look up at it or

The Bloody fucking ink demon(just my luck) “you were foolish to think you could escape your demise,” he Started opening his mouth in such a weird way as his teeth appeared , they were quite shiny actually?, what the hell y/n not the time! “Why me ? Im just a sidekick anyways.. audrey is worth more trouble I just help by the sidelines..!” You stared at where his eyes should be,”you may be a sidekick but your a foolishly annoying one..” He snarled at you , that was kinda attractive , god his deep raspy voice would be funny to hear whimper , I shake my head what the hell am I thinkigg by about a litteral demon! Is about to fucking devour me! And here I am thinking about his hot ass voice! “I’m not that annoying,” d-did I just snap back? I’m so fucking dead I should say my prayers already.. he growled his hot breath fanning my face, kinda weird..”how dare you speak back to me you lowly mortal..”

My eyes drifted up to his horns, they were dripping with ink yet looked completely dry so did his whole body , now that I got a good look at him he had Weird proportions Long arms small waist weirdly big Hands too?, if I was gonna die I might as well? , I reached up between his horns my hand gliding along , my other hand trailing down his face , almost studying his features , it seemed as if he were in shock or did not want to move whatever it was he moved back after a few moments , seemingly contemplating something before disappearing into the wall , strange? Why didn’t he kill me? . The adrenaline was starting to dissappear as i began freakign out realizing i could have been eaten , “i have to tell Audrey oh my fucking god!” I scramble to my feet Norton realizing i was still being Watched ,

As i made Way through the studio , finally i see Audrey in the distance , i hear someone scream gibberish and charge towards me , god dammit not another lost one .. I get out my pipe ready to attack but as soon as I turn around there’s nothing there ? Just a pile of ink indicating something was ever there , this is weird.. “guess it decided I wasn’t worth it huh..” I FINALLY make it to Audrey as I rant about my encounter with the ink demon “So I touched him and he just went away!” Audrey was surprisingly calm “weird.. he would normally either try to convince you to join the darkness or devour you.. guess you caught him off guard today..” I think that’s reasonable yeah I probably did and I’m glad I did too..”I guess your right I was just lucky as all glad I was tho..” you shiver “I don’t wanna know how it feels to be devoured..” Audrey chuckles “don’t blame you” she hugs you “glad your okay tho” I feel a smile tug at me “yeah me too!”

BENDYS POV

I don’t know why I spared that mortal.. something seemed different .. I rampaged killing whatever was in my path but her.. she just seemed so 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍.. I want to see her maybe just yet again.. I wander around aimlessly killing lost ones as they come and go , I hear her voice along with Audrey’s, now I’ll take the chance! , I let toon bendy take over requesting he follow the voices to try and get close to you and Audrey, I don’t know why ink demon wanted me to come closer to thoose voices but I hope they are nice..! , I turn a corner watching them one particular woman catches my eye , I walk over as quietly as possible tugging on the lady’s pants , END OF BENDYS POV

I feel something tug on my pants looking down , Bendy? “ bendy what are you doing all alone it’s dangerous!” You grab him cradling him close to you , I look at him he stares at me , smiling “your so cute I don’t get how anyone would think any harm!”

I pull him flush against me ,Audrey just staring like I just murdered her “ I show him off to Audrey “just look at him! Audrey! isn’t he the sweetest Eeeekk!!! “

I give him kisses on his face my lips making contact with his cartoonish face “I just love you so much , i Dont get the lost ones! Love youuu!!” I give him a Big Long smooch right between his horns i realize something and quickly stop downing over him “ah im sorry Bendy i didnt even Think about what you would feel if i did that !” I frowned letting Bendy Down grudgingly

“im so sorry..” i rub his horn “i just couldnt resist your cute face :(“ i see Bendys cheeks slightly light up , he looks up at me before tears were falling , he didnt even make a single Sound or anything just silently crying, “im r-really sorry Bendy if i made you upset can i hug you?” I gesture waiting for him to answer before he stares at me before nodding , the absolute second he nodded i Picked him up “im going to give you a kiss now ok?” I give him a kiss right on his horn as i rub his cheek letting him know its all going to be alright

BENDY POV

I really like all the attention shes giving me its weird but i like it alot. Everyone Else has only cared for testing me and doing Experiments ,. Before i knew it i was crying .. i just feel so happy that shes giving me attention and love so this is how it feels to be ? I crave for more , i stare at her “can i hug you?” She even asked me instead of sticking needles in me like a puppet! Are you seeing this ink demon?

ʏᴇs.. ɪᴍ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏᴏɴ ʙᴇɴᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ sʜᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴜsʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴅᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.. sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ.. Your so gloomy.., I felt her give me another kiss on the head ..Wow :o I stopped crying I really want to talk to her but I can’t

I like the attention tho Wish I could become an adult so I could kiss her too I feel so giddy I could beat all the keepers ,I know I can’t but I just feel like it! END OF BENDYS POV

He stopped crying I’m so glad! “See Audrey he isn’t dangerous he’s just upset I would be too everybody well.. Almost everybody is trying to kill him constantly!” Audrey sighed “Y/n I know he may seem good and cute but he isn’t what he seems..” I am confused “what do you mean? He’s not what he seems?” Audrey turned going to recharge her pipe , for a moment I pondered thinking what that could have meant ‘he’s not what he seems?’ Yeah right .. Audrey is just paranoid “isn’t that right you adorable devil” I smiled at him “names y/n!” I put him down “sorry about all that If I made you upset I didn’t mean too..” I remembered about how he was sobbing before “I mean it..”

I sat down “could you wake me if anything happens i just feel very tired.. or if Audrey comes back ok?” I trust him he won’t hurt me.. “you won’t hurt me right?”

Yeah no he wouldn’t.. I lay myself to sleep on the studio floor taking my sweater under my head and huddling closer into my jacket , I give him a smile before closing my eyes , maybe a few minutes goes by and I feel myself drift off to sleep , I hear something but decide to ignore it hoping bendy would wake me up if anything were to happen,

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Ink Demons POV

sʜᴇs ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ.. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɪʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ.. , I circle her a few times before laying down my tail swishing ink everywhere some landing on Her, ᴛʜᴀᴛs ᴀ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ sʜᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɢʟᴀᴅ ɪᴍ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs.. , I stay watch as I promised killing potentially hostile lost ones ғᴏᴏʟɪsʜ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇғʏ ᴍᴇ!, I kill one that got too close for comfort , I devour it Quickly to myself , I hear footsteps and Audrey’s voice , I disappear into the wall letting them deal with it by themselves ,

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I Wake Up To Audrey’s Voice calling out to me , “uni.. yn Y/N!” I wake up noticing bendy is gone, did something happen to him oh no oh no! “Did you see bendy on the way here!?” I frantically look around but no sight of him ,”no y/n the only evidence he was even here is that weirdly large ink splatter around you..” Audrey looks at me “what? He isn’t no..it isn’t .. is he really?.” Audrey nods “I-I need to go have a moment Audrey” I walk off into heavenly toys sitting in front of a bendy plush covered in ink , that’s way too much he couldn’t be I won’t believe it .. “he isn’t the ink demon I don’t see it only the horns but that’s it… they are nothing alike.. bendy likes attention but he moved away when I touched him? Yeah it can’t be!” I don’t believe it! . I reach out to the plush giving it a little kiss , bendy was always my favourite out of them all , a little smile forms. A voice suddenly cracks out on the intercoms , Alice angel? “Hello Hello! Welcome To Heaven Dear Step up and receive a sweet prize , im up by the stairs!” Her voice cracked alot as if she were forcing it but i believed her Angels are never evil right? , as i made Way up the stairs i Saw her , she looked like she had been mauled in the face, She had Long locks with a pretty waist , “Hi?…” i slowly ascended up the stairs something felt off..she reached out her hand to me “i Will show you peace trust me..” i grabbed it tightening the hold on the Bendy plush “trust me.. so i can be beautiful again YOU FOOL!” She pushed me Down the stairs , i know i Will die if i hit the Ground or stairs ! Fuck fuck what do i do?!, i realized i could only die nothing Else , closing my eyes preparing for impact , i heard growling and screaming from up the stairs before i landed on a puddle of ink , cushioning my Fall but not my head , i blacked out ,

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After maybe hours days? I dont know Time in the studio i finally wake up with a massive headache ,”that Fall took a toll on me ..” i could barely see my vision blurred “im so cold..” i could feel heat radiating nearby “Audrey…” i stumbled over to the figure , “im so glad you found me Audrey..” i slump against “her” being met with that warmth i needed. So much Nevertheless she doesnt move just ragged breathing , guessing its my own , i realize im still Holding the plush tight in my grasp , “you protected me Bendy even if your a plush thank you..” i stumble feeling something catch me “than.k you..” i close my eyes , until i hear a deep voice that is so familiar yet i dont bother staying awake exhaustion taking over “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴍ ɪ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ..“

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I seek comfort in the deep voice ,

𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳

I notice im laying on something i dont know what as i get up i hear a low rumble under me , i feel my nerves increase rapidly .d..did i get eaten!!?? I look around and im still in the studio but on some bed of a sort mostly of soft toys including the Bendy plush that saved me , i grab it gudelignende close as i notice a large pool of ink on the Ground along with struggle Marks, depicting .. 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴.. i realize quickly after putting the pieces together , im in 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘬 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘪𝘳 or whatever excuse the of a lair , i look beneath me noticing a puddle of ink moving up and Down, “t..the ink demon..” i whisper to myself , i Think he wants to devour me later.. i should escape while i can.. i hear him let out a low growl his tail swishing signaling hes about to wake up , i quickly step out from his embrace hiding behind some plushies , watching him wake up , he was probably not even fully sleeping i Bet .. , i Watch him look around , quickly getting on his feet , before leaving maybe to find and finally kill you?. I dont know .. rather not Stick around , i could maybe get a rest for a few minutes since this od the most soft place ive laid for a while.. “yeah 3 minutes and then ill leave..” i lay back onto the ‘bed’ laying Down closing ny eyes , the apparent 3 minutes im guessing have passed , i get up standing my feet before grabbing the plush , as i try to find the exit , a door ! I crawl out before making Way to where me and Audrey met up if we Got lost or seperated , walking along i hear screaming along with some weird liquid sounds , maybe its Audrey! , i turn quickly running over to where i heard the sounds looking out the corner, horrified by whatever the hell that thing is (ShipAhoy Wilson) You feel the need to scream and kill it as quick as possible its horrifying to look at and definitely not a Nice sight.. You notice.. Audrey! But shes doing something? Oh Shes turning off thoose Towers , But god That thing is bloody creepy! , she is even tricking it into breaking the barriers for the towers wow.. she really is amazing .. I notice something when she hits it , Wilson’s face inside it’s stomach? She finally makes it stumble back after a third hit , it screams as I keep watching not being able to pull myself away , fascinated , it stares right at. Audrey before moving , out of absolutely Fucking nowhere the ink demon appears and begins mauling at it before finally killing ShipAhoy Wilson before dragging him into a puddle of ink ultimately killing him before he turns to Audrey ,walking closer he says something , God he has an attractive voice, sad he’s a demon.. I hear a few bits before he says “ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋᴇ.. ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴄᴏᴍᴇ . ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜᴅᴅʟᴇs“ as I watch horrified as Audrey is about to take his hand , I decide I have to jump I throw the plush at their almost touching hands , “DONT DO IT AUDREY!” I frantically yell , realizing it’s most likely a trick “y/n what are you doing here!” She shouts at me almost surprised .. “ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪ sᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘᴀʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴋɪʟʟ��ᴅ ʏᴏᴜ..“ he stares right into your eyes even though he doesn’t have any that you can see you can feel him glaring “wait.. it was you?” I relax my posture “but why ? You ran away our first meeting and our second one you brought me to your bad excuse of a lair ..” I am so damn confused why he hasn’t killed me yet instead protected and saved me multiple times “ɢᴀɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʟɪғᴇғᴏʀᴍ.. ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ“ a switch flicks in my head “so your bendy? I can kinda see it now but I never thought it was true bendy always craved attention . You were the complete opposite of him .. you ran off when I rubbed your horns … I mean I thought you were going to devour me so I took a shot I’ve always liked the look or your horns especially Bendys .. so how come your so different?” You stare at him , “ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴏʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ.“ he keeps on looking at you even tho he has ink where those eyes of his were supposed to be

Freaky..

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INK DEMON POV

ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇs sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ sʜᴇ ɪs ʙᴀʀɢɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ɪs ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ! .. ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴏ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟᴇss ᴀɴɢʀʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘɪᴛʏ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ.. ᴛʜᴀᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ , ғᴏᴏʟɪsʜ ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ. she keeps staring at. Me with thoose eyes of hers , I had completely forgotten Audrey was there . I look down at her again my mouth opening a little wider , “ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴘᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ sᴀғᴇ .. ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴀ ᴅɪsɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀs. ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ..“ I notice her reach out her hand to me , right before our hands touch that dumb Girl interrupts by grabbing audrey by the arm before giving her a piggyback before she sprints off . It takes me a moment to realize what happened , i feel anger rising yet again as i take off after Them , “ɢɪᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏᴏʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪsɢʀᴀᴄᴇ !“ i shout after her as i Faze through a wall right before Them , catching Them by surprise , as Y/N stumbles slightly almost dropping Audrey , as she tumbles before running backwards ducking under planke amd going through the tunnel to Wilsons lab , i notice her throw Audrey somewhere , screaming out her lungs “YOU KNOW WHERE TO GO AUDREY! JUST GO!” I hear Audrey yell something back”ILL FIND YOU I PROMISE!” As she falls “ ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ . ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ!“ i sink my teeth slightly into her chest earning a guttural moan of a sort , it sounds like shes moaning and screaming in pain i dont know which , but it did make my tail wag for some reason , “FUUUUUUCK THAT HURTS!” I can feel her squirming making my teeth sink deeper drawing blood “if im gonna die i might as Well see if this works!” I feel her grab my horns , as quickly as she grabbed Them she headbutts me possibly as hard as she can “ᴀʀᴀɢʜ!“ i feel my brain cracking even tho it isnt , she most likely used all her strength for that , i Watch her leave as my tail continues wagging the more i Think about how close she was , “ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ..“ i quickly look after Audrey but theres no sign of her , she tricked me! ,

END OF INK DEMON POV.

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I Grabbed his horns and headbutted him with all my might , fuck he was rock solid ! , i notice he was distracted as i scramble to my feet as i sprint toward a barrel, going inside . As i heard him rip apart the Barrels and potential hiding spots , screaming and growling my name and audreys , “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ ʟᴏɴɢ..“ as he growled again , “where is Audrey i need to find her quickly before he does!” I grab the Bendy plush , “ you’ve always given me luck don’t disappoint now.. please..” I kiss it on the head yet again , as I sit in the barrel waiting for my demise or him finding me whichever comes first , i just hope that Audrey makes it out alive.. ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀe ʏᴏᴜ...“ god his voice was so deep you could get used to it.. honestly.. “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ..“ he rumbled with his voice. “Atleast i know what to do if he catches me a 4th time..” i whisper to myself i hear foot steps , stopping before me , (fuck)

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INK DEMON POV

She even Got away along with Audrey! You have to be joking she just keeps in my damn way…! I feel rage pure unfiltered rage go through me as i smash through barrels and crates seeing if she were hiding . “ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ..“ i feel the urge to hold to Squeeze something as i look at a pecuilar barrel it seems as if something were moving , ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜᴜᴜ~“ i open the barrel noticing nothing was inside.. it was warm , so she recently left it “ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛsᴍᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ғᴏᴏʟ“ i ripped through every nook and cranny finding a trail of light blood ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʀ

I make Way to where the trail stops noticing her panting behind some barrels , shes doing something.. oh now im just curious… i Peek behind her noticing shes wrapping her abdomen as it slightly bleeds through. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 the sight almost makes me drool i havent tastes real Human flesh instead of ink in a while .. i notice a spot of saliva land on her , she slowly turns to face me , its Allison?.. “sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴀʟʟɪsᴏɴ..“ i notice it isnt even blood some sort of red liquid to impersonate it so she knew.. “im not telling you shit!” She spat at me , before slamming me in the face with the Gent pipe , wretched shit! , i throw her to the side , quickly following audreys smell , they cannot run for Long ill find Them this studio is ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ.. after running fazing through Walls and crawling through tunnels , i see Her the Real one Y/n. Sitting there hugging that devilish plush to her i would be a much better substitue im the real thing.. why am i getting over a damn stuffed Bendy? Im the real deal nothing beats me , i growl not at her but rather at the plush . She seems to be close to it , i stalk her every move as she cares For the plush as if it were alive as she crawls inside a large crate taking off her jacket as cover .. a mere jacket? I could laugh but i cant really , i stalk her for a while through the wall killing whatever came close with malicious intent, your quite intresting .. ill keep you around for a while longer , after Audrey she is a pain in the ass she doesnt realize her place is amongst the puddles.. ill convince her soon enough.. “i really hope audreys ok , love you , wish you were the real deal but hes evil i just miss the cute little Bendy who i didnt know was the ink demon.. i dont know why but i Got slightly upset knowing he didnt even want the attention and just my trust.. I don’t think he’s a monster he’s just so hateful and vengeful , he’s honeslty not too bad he protected me twice thought it felt weird waking up with him holding me like.. this you know? “ I listened intently noticing how she pulled the stuffed bendy closer to her in a circle manner , that’s what I did when I found her. “It felt weird his voice is quite soothing too.. but I don’t even know how I ended up in his lair I swear Audrey was that heat , when I fell down the stairs you saved me .. maybe it was luck , not possible .. luck has hated me recently . Me and him have a weird relationship.. he tried to kill me earlier but i Saw his tail wag when i grabbed his horns , he really liked it ..just like when i touched his horns.. hes confused probably.. wish i could comfort him in Any Way like i always let Audrey comfide in me whenever , i love Audrey but shes a sister to me i want her to survive of it means i have to die ill do Anything..!” I almost felt my non existent heart flutter but i Crushed it before anything escalated , No need For uneccesary feelings when i Will devour Them later on.”ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴜᴅʀᴇʏ..“ i feel her stare in my direction, “ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴜʙʙɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʜᴏʀɴs ,ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʏᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀᴡɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇss ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ .“ her face contorted to that of anger ,”ok then! But I’m a pawn your a .. uh.. evil tower ,yeah!” She pointed her fleshy finger at me , grinning like an idiot as if she did something cool ,“ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅᴏ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴊɪs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ” I pinch my fingers , I move towards her my whole body dragging along as she steps back slightly but stops , What is she doing now..? She just stood her ground supposedly waiting for something , I look around, nothing. Does she … want me to devour her?,”go on then I bet you won’t!” She crossed her deliciously coloured arms staring flat at me , I felt my grin grow impossibly wider ,I open my mouth , a deep breath rumbles out my throat like a earthquake , I bend down almost putting her in my mouth before just licking her instead, worth a sample to see if she’s even worth the trouble..” Ew! Stop that!,” my saliva pools where I licked her running down her cheek,

The look of something that belongs to me cover her is a slow desire that the ink demon doesn’t realize is coming his way!,

Def Making more parts I’m gonna. Make this into a mini series if anyone even reads through this cringe shit , I internally died of cringe at some parts and I maybe skipped too much dialogue and shi before getting into the story I’ll be slightly following the canon storyline. , I rlly hope someone reads this or ATLEAST enjoys it < 3

#bendy x reader #bendy the demon #bendy and the ink machine #bendy the dancing devil #toon bendy #bendy and the dark revival #batdr shitpost #batdr ink demon #batdr

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written-in-flowers · 2 years

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Afahjddj first requester right here! A short, quick drabble of the moment Alicent betrothes Aegon and Helaena and/or when they get married and/or the twins are born - and or course Aemond is there :')

Cath, yay!!! I'm gonna try to do all three, so here it goes:

Moments in Our Lives

The news hit him square in the chest. It hit him harder than any mase, shield or fist could. Standing the throne room, at the base of the Iron Throne, Aemond listened on as his mother made the announcement.

Prince Aegon and Princess Helaena would be married.

He should not feel so surprised. It was tradition for Targaryens to marry within the family. It kept the bloodline pure, and guaranteed the family would live on. Should his mother bare another child and it be a girl, Aemond will likely marry her. If not, then a cousin somewhere down the line. They simply kept it that way. He knew this day might come, but, something inside him ached hearing it said out loud.

For he'd always hoped, regardless of how foolish it was, that it'd be his name coupled with hers. He envisioned his mother seeing Aegon as unworthy of his sweet sister, and give her hand to him instead. Helaena was a gentle soul. She liked bugs, spiders, and flowers. She spoke in riddles and had strange dreams. A rough, brash, crude person like Aegon would never appreciate her. But, he would. He already enjoyed sitting silently in her company as she told him about a new bug she'd found or about the newest book she'd read. Whenever Aegon teased him too much, it'd be Helaena who came to his side. She was good. She was lovely.

And Aegon would break her.

"I don't know if I wish to marry him," she said to him later on. They'd gone off into the godswood, the only place of solitude in the large keep. Aemond liked bringing her there where nobody else watched them. In this small green garden, only they existed. She watched a caterpillar crawl on the backs of her knuckles, "Mother says I must for the stability of our house, but..."

"It's your duty," he forced himself to say.

Helaena looked over at him, "That was what she told me."

He kicked at a rock on the ground with his boot, watching it drag across the ground. "What if it was me?"

"What?"

"What if you married me?"

She stared for a moment, the long creature running over her palm. She broke into a smile, "I think I'd like that."

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"The love of the Seven is holy and eternal. The source of all life and love. We stand here in thanks and praise to join two souls as one. Father, Mother, Warrior, Smith, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. Hear now their vows."

Aemond tuned out their vows. He watched from the steps of the altar where Helaena and Aegon stood facing one another. Helaena wore a dress of white with golden dragons sewn into the hems and on the band at her waist. White blond hair tumbled down her back, braids glittered with golden clasps woven into him. He could only imagine what she must look like: glowing radiantly in the sunlight coming from the high windows of the sept, her thin lips curling into a smile as her eyes lit up at him. She was a vision unlike anything he'd seen before. And yet, t'was not him she looked at.

It was Aegon, stone-faced and unwilling to be there at all. Aemond listened to him mutter about marrying their 'stupid, simple' sister all morning. His mother scolded him, saying she would be his wife and bare his children. Aemond wished more than anything she'd betrothed them instead.

The wedding feast proved as grand and lengthy as his father promised. Nine courses, several jesters, bards, and mummers groups performed for the royals. Aemond stared around as people drank and ate their fill, the party growing louder and rougher as the night went on. He saw his brother gulping down another glass of wine before pinching the backside of a passing serving girl...

All while their sister sat right beside him, fidgeting with a small item in her hands.

"A toast!" he called to the room at large, getting the attention of some people before the crowd silenced, "A toast to the bride, my sister, Helaena! An angel standing amongst us mortals, undeserving of her love and beauty!"

She smiled the brightest of smiles. Aegon only half-heartedly raised his glass. He kept his one eye trained on her as he drank. His heart thumped in his chest seeing her smiling so happily.

"Come dance with me," he said to her, taking her hand.

"You don't dance, Aemond."

"I'd try for you."

While Aegon drowned in his cups, Aemond spent the whole night showering his sister with the love she deserved. He thought of stealing her away. He had Vhagar now, the largest and most powerful of the dragons. No army or ship or man alive could take on the great Vhagar. They could leave to the Free Cities or beyond where nobody cared who they were. He imagined them in a manse by the sea; Halaena might like that. But, alas, Aemond only accompanied his sister to her bedchambers and said his goodnight.

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"A boy, Your Grace! A boy and a girl!"

The group cheered and flushed with happiness at the maester's news. His mother and father took turns cradling the small babes in their arms. Aemond sat kneeling beside his sister's birthing bed, his hand aching from how tightly she'd held it during labor. But, the pain felt worth it. Cheeks flushed pink, blond hair matted with sweat and pressed on her forehead, Helaena smiled and laughed weakly at the boy and girl the Maester showed everyone. He'd been there through it all. He'd seen the blood that spilled from the bed; listened to his sister's painful cries as she gave life into the world. He refused to let her go through it on her own.

Aegon, of course, remained absent.

"What will you name them?" he asked her quietly, dabbing a wet cloth on her forehead.

"Jaeheryes," she said, sniffling as the boy was brought into her arms.

The Maester slowly put the girl into his arms. Small, pink, and shrieking, he already saw the violet eyes and tuffs of white. Happiness bloomed inside him as the girl continued to cry. She was beautiful, a replica of her mother for certain. Aemond gently held her head and kept her close to him. Even if he were not their trueborn father, Aemond vowed to protect them, to love and care for them as if they were. Anything that was part of his sister, was a part of him.

"Jaehera," he added softly, never taking his eyes off her. "The first born children of a new generation."

"Hear, hear!" his father agreed from his chair.

"Aemond..." Helaena reached for his elbow, and smiled, "Thank you."

"I love you, Sister."

And he put more than fondness in the words.

#aemond targaryen #aemond x helaena #helaena targaryen #helaemond #house of the dragon #hotd drabbles #hotd imagines

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hazashiovo · 1 year

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Sarcastic number 9 With Aemond please 💗🙏🏽

You ask you shall receive!

"Do you want to fuck me or kill me?"

Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Ps:this is gonna be a bit long, I like flavouring my fics🤭

It was simple, honestly, you and the prince allways one at each others troaths. Even so, everyone could feel the tension between the two of you.

It didn't matter if it was in a room or even outside. When you and Aemond shared a space the air got thiner and atmosphere dark.

It made sense, you being the oldest daughter of Daemon Targaryen, having his blood and a lot of his personality traits.

People often saw your father in you, you even looked alike, the one my problem was, you were a bastard.

The basic story, your father slept with the mom you don't know to this day and had you, he took you and raised you.

Fortunately you looked identical to him, but it was very suspicious that a few years later Daemon showed up with a mini him. Back to the story.

You like your dragon a lot, so that made Aemond pretty jealous. I mean, he had no dragon and you were so happily racing yours with his brother?

Whenever he said your name a bitter taste laid in his mouth. But how good he felt when he got the largest dragon alive, he felt like he kicked you in the face with a bold move as such.

When his nephew,Lucerys, bow your step-brother, took his eye you stood by, simply watching it unfold.

You found it amusing so you didn't interfere.

Because of that, many called you unwell in the head, but you only took those as compliments, making you more unique than Alicent or the other basic people that talk shit at court.

As years passed and you got older, and in many people's eyes, more attractive, you became even more wild.

You adored chaos, violence and having enemies.

Daemon could never be more proud, especially since you disobey him pretty frequently, that kinda sucks,but it shows him your from head to toe his daughter.

Not a day passes that he thanks himself for taking you with him.

What more can he ask?

Most of the time Otto, refers to you as a devil, while Alicent glares in disgust. Oh how you wish to wipe that smug of their faces.

You considered killing Alicent and her father, but than were would be the fun in watching them fuck up everything?

What you found more funny is when Aegon had company over, oh how many times you caught him fucking like a rabbit. He often suggested you to join in which you replied that if you will, by the next morning he will wake up next to his severed cock.

You laughs at face he made, sometimes you terrified even him.

Years went on and Daemon married Rhaenyra. You liked her, she was a nice company. This was, of course after Laena died, you liked Laena to, after all she was the one who gifted you your dragon as a child.

You were taught high Valeryan, but also sword fight and battle strategy. If anyone said anything about you marrying some excuse of a man you or your father would bring their tongue for a collection.

In concussion danger and chaos was written all over you.

Fortunately, you didn't spend much time in kings landing, since your family lived at Dragon Stone.

But the few times you visited you would constantly challenge the second prince.

Making rude remarks, insulting his mother whenever you got the chance.

But now that the king died? Now that Aegon usurped the throne, oh how you waited for this.

It saddened you to hear that Rhaenyra lost her baby,and your half sister.

It even raged you the reason.

You blamed Aegon, now you wanted to kill him.

It's funny how you don't actually need a reason to fuel your urge to kill.

Soon enough, Rhaenyra took the rightful crown, having a lot of houses support her.

At first she wanted to send Lucerys and Jacaerys, but Daemon suggested sending you alone.

"No,we both know how it could end if (Name) went alone, it would automatically start a war."

Daemon smirked, how he loved the reputation you carved out for yourself, but he didn't give up, in fact, he hoped you would start a war. To fuel his dragon blood for adrenaline and murder.

"Than perhaps she should acompany young Lucerys, you never know what could happen. My queen."

Barely convincing her she let the two of you go.

Before sending you, she made the two of you to promise not to go as fighters.

You went as lucerys's protector. With one final hug, Rhaenyra gave Luke the paper with her declaration and send you on your way.

Daemon nodded at you as you smirked, mischief on your face.

Once you landed and noticed Vhagar excitement took over you. If he was here ,it means the greens got ahead of you.

After you were brought inside, your eyes landed on Aemond.

Luke spoke with Boros, but you payd no mind, your eyes stuck on the white haired prince. Next to him stood a girl.

She's ugly, you thought. Even in your thoughts you were mean and unmercifully.

Soon enough things started getting heated. You only snaped back to reality when Boros yelled.

"Remind me of my father's oath?!"

his voice echoed, of course after the master read him the paper. The stupid fuck didn't even know how to read. You rolled your eyes at his tone.

You were so close to cuting his tongue off, he dares insult the queen in such manner?

You acoffed in annoyance, Aemonds eye resting peacefull on your form.

Boros continued,

"At least king Aegon came with an offer, a marriage proposal, what do you have to give child?"

You chuckled, grabing the attention of Boros and the rest of the people in the room, including Luke, who pleaded with his eyes for you to say nothing stupid.

"You call that usurper but when your rightful queen calls for you oath to her you insult her? Even more, dare request a marriage with one of her children in exchange for something you should respect?"

Oh he heard all about you, the vicious chaotic daughter of Daemon Targaryen. He didn't expect you to be here, but he knew you were your fathers flesh and blood, which scared him if he was to be honest, but if course, he would never admit it.

"You have something to say, girl? For what I know there is only one King sitting on the iron Throne, in which your mother claims to be heir but has no throne?"

A smile makes its way to your face.

"Perhaps I should bring your head to my father, but unfortunately not today... unfortunately, I swore not to come here to fight.Lucky for you, my, Lord."

The last words rolling of your tongue with venom and danger lacing them.

Your eyes look over to Aemond, you could notice how his jaw clenched in annoyance.

You only wished to challenge him further.

"After all... This happens to traitors, who work hand in hand with usurpers."

You smile viciously.

"You dare come into MY house and threaten ME?"

The Baratheon's angry voice filled the quiet room.

"Perhaps I should cut your throat in your sleep, my lord~"

Adding fire to oil, you added.

Luke looked so done with you, he knew you shouldn't have come.

"GET out! Both of you now!"

Boros yelled, not knowing if he should feel safe in his own home anymore.

"Wait."

Oh how you waited for this, you turned around, at the same time with Luke the moment you head the white haired princes's voice.

"My Lord strong,"

He continued, oh how you know he was looking for trouble. You smirked, finally some excitement.

"Did you really think, that you could just fly above the realm, trying to steal my brothers throne at no cost."

You stepped closer to Luke,noticing how Aemonds his eye lingered on you for a bit to long.

"I will not fight you,I came here as a messaged, not a soldier." Luke spoke, glancing at you. He saw the mischief in your eyes, and he was eager to leave as fast as possible before anything can go more bad then this.

"A fight would be a little challenge." Aemond spoke silently almost.

"No, I want you to put out your eye," he than took his eye patch of, exposing his sapphire eye. You must admit, it was mesmerizing.

Our allowed your eyes to take in his whole face. You must admit, the prince is handsome. Such a shame honestly.

"As payment for mine." He continued, throwing his dagger at your feet.

Aemond wondered if you would stay aside like you did when he lost his eye, no, he knows better than that, you like action.

You chuckled, moving closer.

"He will do no such thing my dear prince, not under my watch." A teasing smile shows on your face.

Aemonds face turned to fiery rage quick.

"give me your eyes, or I shall take it bastard! "

The prince lost his temper, now charging towards the two of you. Like always, you barely waited for s fight. Unfortunately for you Boros broke the tension, sending his guards to escort you and Luke outside.

You smirked, knowing he won't stop there.

Lucerys quickly made his way to his dragon Arax. Looking around you saw how bad the weather is.

Not long after Luke, you joined Caserion, your pitch black dragon.

Slowly petting his head, you climbee on him.

Soon , both of you were high in the air, Vhagar long gone.

The heavy rain landing drops on you, soaking you up.

Luke seemed pretty shaken up, so does Arax.

"Calm down little one, he shall do no harm to you as long as I breath." Reasuring him, you smile.

After a while flying you notice Vhagars large shadow.

Its funny, your dragon is her egg, would you look at that. Perhaps Caserion would be as large as her.

"Ñuhor līr gūrēnna!" Once close enough, trough the storm you could hear Aemonds angry voice. (I will take what's mine.)

You chuckle, eyeing your cousin/uncle up.

"Tubī daor kepus!"your raging voice answered like a devil. (Not today uncle)

You made a sign for Luke which way to go.

Once Luke was out of your sight you took it upon yourself to distract Aemond.

"Come uncle! Spill your rage in your dear niece! "

You maniacally laughed, having him come towards you.

"The two of you share the same debt, so I shall be satisfied with either one of your eyes. "

Choosing it's easier to fight on earth, you landed on a piece of land.

"Come fight me uncle! I'm craving for some royal blood! " you smirked, grabing only your dagger, as it was easier to move, and faster.

He landed feew meters away.

"I shall take what's mine, bastard."

The class of your weapons made you grin.

"You can try to earn it, brat."

In a quick move you got behind him, slicing his left tigh.

He turned around in a blink of an eye , sword to your neck, which you easily ducked.

Throwing your knife away and grabing your sword.

"This is fun! We should do this more often, ya know, family activity!" You chuckled as your swoeds danced together.

Aemond smirked, he wished to break you, your stupid personality and you charming face and behavior.

"I doubt you could fight me without your legs."

He spoke, a menacing look I'm his eye.

"Oh uncle, you shouldn't speak so inappropriately, after all, do you wish to fuck me or fight me?"

His one good eye widened in surprise of your lews words. You took advantage of his distraction, quickly pinning him down,point of your sword resting on his chest.

"Either way, I agree with either choice you make. Tho I am thinking, if I shall kill you or toy with you more... no, killing you would be dull. But if you ever look for a good fuck, make sure you're not seen entering my castle. "

You released him, quickly making way to your black beauty.

"Until next time, uncle~"

Once again you left Aemond frustrated and annoyed. Also with a little... Problem.

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Title: The Fool

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Haley Hotchner, oc female character.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x oc female character

Summary: What happens when you run into your boyfriends ex wife on a date? Should you really go confront her about how she’s messing with his feelings before you talk to your boyfriend?

Word count: 1,391

Authors note: Okay, so I was inspired by another song for this one, as usual. I’m still running with the whole Haley cheated on Aaron theory, at least for this story. I wrote this quickly and barely edited it, so I had no beta and all spelling and grammar mistakes are mine. I borrow the song lyrics from the song that inspired me: ‘The fool,’ by Lee Ann Womack. I don’t own the song. Tagging @sadgirlzluvdilfs

Warnings: slight angst, some fluff, mentions of cheating.

It was a rare Friday night off, no new cases, nothing urgent, so Aaron had picked me up for a date. I'd slipped into his favorite dress of mine, a gorgeous green sundress with tiny white flowers scattered across the fabric. The hem hits my thighs, and with my dark curls left loose around my face, pulled back a flowery clip, my honey-brown eyes sparkle as he leads me into the nice restaurant.

It's also a night he doesn't have Jack, so I already know he's gonna take me back to his place, which will be nice, a rare night sleeping with him. We order our drinks and as we sit, someone from the FBI notices Aaron as they walk by. He gives me an apologetic look as he gets pulled into some shop talk, and I stand up, letting him know I'm heading to the bathroom while he talks.

On my way back from the bathroom, I pass through the bar area and spy her. Haley. Aaron's ex is there, a new man on her arm. One of many, anyway. She throws her head back and giggles and flirts and my heart and mind have their internal battle. I only know her from pictures I've seen of her in Aaron's apartment, pictures he keeps because Jack's in them.

Aaron and I have been dating for a few months now. He's a handsome man, reserved to those who don't know him, but his love of musicals and his warmth drew me in. Along with those big brown eyes of his. He keeps telling me it's not the right time to meet Haley yet. He's barely a year out of his divorce, sure, and I know enough to know it wasn't a good one.

You don't know me, but I know who you are. Mind if I sit down?

I know I shouldn't approach her, but I can't help it, tapping her on the shoulder, as her date goes to the bathroom. She turns to face me, her eyes landing on mine. I take a deep breath and introduce myself. She shakes my hand, her voice hesitant. "Alice, right, you're dating my husband, if memory serves." She says, and I can't help but clear my throat. "Ex-husband."

My words fall into silence, and she glances around me. "Where is Aaron?" I can hear the want in her tone, and the excitement as she fixes her hair. "He's at our table, still," I say and I watch her noticeably deflate at my words. "Can I buy you a drink?" I ask her, and she nods. She offers me the chair to her date has vacated, and I buy her and myself a drink.

If you've got a minute, I'll buy you a drink, I've got something to say...

The bartender brings it to us, and she eyes me as she sips it, her eyes narrowing as she takes in my outfit. We make pointless small talk about Jack and the weather before she says, "What do you have to say to me, Alice?" I swallow down my drink and meet her eyes. "You're leading Aaron on."

She doesn't say anything to me. She doesn't deny it. She just flicks her blonde hair back, her eyes meeting mine. "So? He was mine first." I nod, meeting her eyes. "I'm not disputing that. But as much as he's trying to move on, you're making it hard for him. What, is he supposed to pine over you forever, while you go on dates?" I ask her, setting my glass down, my honey-brown eyes meeting hers.

I'm the fool, in love with the fool, who's still in love with you...

I sigh. "Haley. You divorced Aaron. I can't pretend to know why, since Aaron won't tell me, but I can guess. Sure, he says his job had a hand in it. The late nights, the missed anniversaries, the long periods away. But I know that's not all of it." I said, my words falling into silence.

I know she knows what I'm getting at when she takes a sip of her drink and sighs. "What's your point, Alice? If I want to flirt with him I will." She says, and I sigh. "You cheated on him, Haley. He may think I don't know, but I do. I can see it. I don't have to be a profiler to see how you hurt him."

She stays silent, waving her hand for me to continue. "I see it. It's in the way he holds me closer when men approach me when we're out together. It's in the way he freezes when I get a text message or a phone call. It's in the way he's constantly checking in on me, making sure I know how much he cares about me. Sending me small things. You hurt that man, and you expect to just keep him on string, forever?"

I know love, is a fragile thing. And I'm trying hard to make it last. But it ain't easy, holding onto my dreams when he's holding onto the past...

She sighs. "It's not fair, Haley, and you know it. I love Aaron. He means the world to me but he won't take that step and tell me he loves me, even if he feels it. You don't love him, that's a fact. I've seen you around. But you hold Aaron's heart in the palm of your hand, and it's breaking right in two."

Just one more thing, before I go. I'm not here to put you down...

I see a sort of guilt on her face, as I finish my drink, unaware of Aaron, standing behind me, his eyes moving between me and Haley as I pour my heart and soul out. "You say that you're moving on, that you're in love with someone else. It's cruel to tease Aaron that way, holding the promise of your love in front of his face when you don't mean it. He doesn't deserve that. No one does. Let him move on. Let him be happy, for crying out loud. We both know no one deserves that more than he does."

Haley speaks, for the first time since I started speaking seriously to her. "I know." It's just two words, but I don't attribute it to the fact that Aaron's standing behind me. "I know you love him, Alice. And you're right. It's cruel. Especially when you consider what I did to him. He didn't deserve that."

I nod. It's not a lot, but it's something. "I should go. Aaron's probably wondering where I am." She nods. "See you around, Alice. Oh, and good luck."

I turn around and there he is, looking at me. For a second, I wonder how much he heard. He says nothing to me, just pulls me close, and wraps his big strong arms around me. I can smell the cologne he's wearing as he holds me, his voice a whisper in my ear. "I love you, Alice."

I look up at him, pulling back. "I love you too, Aaron." I know he's heard everything when his hands cup my face, as he stares down at me like I'm the most precious thing in his world. "So much, you don't even realize it." He says, his voice is husky and soft. "I'm not holding onto the past, Alice. I'm looking forward to my future, to our future."

His words make me tear up a little, and he wipes a tear that slips down my face. "Now, let's go have dinner, I wanna take my favorite girl back to my place and show her just how much she means to me." I lean up and kiss him, my lips soft and warm on his, as his large hands hold me close.

He guides me back to the table, and as we walk out, I see Haley at the bar with her date. She's still flirting, still giggling, but as her eyes meet mine, I see a sort of understanding flash through her eyes. She nods, holding her drink up as she spots my small hand entwined with Aaron's. She doesn't acknowledge Aaron standing beside me, just smiles, and turns her attention back to her date.

I'm the fool, in love with the fool, who's no longer in love with you...

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