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mikithelibrarian · 9 months

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When you start a relationship with them - Queen! BLACKPINK - AU - GN! Reader.

Fluff/Angst

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Jisoo

“My Queen…” You spoke in a formal way, loud enough for your voice to echo around the throne room. “A messenger from the Kingdom of Ostral has arrived.”

At your voice, Jisoo sat straight on her throne, her simple figure and posture drawing the respect and the attention every Queen should. As you looked at her and walked to be besides her, with your heart full of how proud you feel about her, the messenger walked to be just a few steps in front of Jisoo, holding an envelope in her hands.

“Greetings, most benevolent Queen of Kora and Duchess of Soul and Busen, Queen Kim Jisoo.” The messenger bowed down. “I come in the name of my respectable liege, Queen Roseanne Park of Ostral and Duchess of Canberr, in order to make a formal invitation for a summit of the Four Pearls of the Sea”

Jisoo stood in silence for a few moments. “Queen Roseanne Park? Daughter to the Emperor Mason Clarke?” The messenger nodded with a smile.

“Indeed, my loving liege is searching to reestablish what was once a powerful alliance, lost to the time because of minor disagreements.”

“Threatening for war is not a minor disagreement.” Jisoo immediately retorted. “Tell me, what does Queen Roseanne think that my kingdom would benefit from this reestablishment of our alliance?”

“My liege is aware of what our past Emperor did, and she sends her apologies in the way of the most beautiful flowers of her personal garden that will decorate the halls of your castle.” As the messenger talked, Jisoo looked towards you, to which you nodded, confirming what the messenger was claiming. “And about your question, the past alliance made all of our nations to flourish in unimaginable ways, connecting our cultures and giving our citizens the safest region they could ever imagine, my liege aims to bring that back, Queen Jisoo.”

When the messenger stopped talking, an almost unbearable silence made its presence in the throne room in expectancy of the Queen´s decision. “(Y/N), what do you think?”

You look surprised at Jisoo, whose gaze fell upon you, not in an intimidating way, but in a seeking gaze, one that craved, in a subtle way, for an answer. “If I may, my Queen.” You looked towards the messenger, remembering whatever you could from your childhood, specifically, about the event that caused the rupture of a once very powerful alliance. “While it is true Emperor Mason Clarke threatened to take his armies into the territory of the rest of the members, our past monarch, King Kim Ha-Joon, did block numerous amounts of merchandise to be imported from the alliance and failed to keep his exporting promises prior to King Mason´s threat; that without mentioning the actions of Queen Chitthip Bruschweiler and King Kim Dae-Jung took that further weakened the relationship” You returned your eyes towards Jisoo, who was carefully listening to your speech. “In my opinion, your Highness, one or the other isn’t to blame, everyone played a part in the dissolution of the alliance; and what the messenger claims is true, the alliance gave nothing but prosperity while it held strong; I don´t see why it would change now if the four members agree to reestablish it.”

Jisoo nodded and returned her gaze to the messenger. “Then, it´s decided, I will gladly accept the invitation.” Jisoo extended her hand and the messenger hurried to give the envelope she held towards the Queen. “I hope Queen Roseanne won´t mind about bringing my future spouse with me.”

At her last phrase, you were left in the shock, as in a bucket full of ice and water ws just poured onto your head.

“Of course, she wouldn’t mind Queen Jisoo, however, I would have to write the name of your partner, just so my liege and the guards can be prepared to receive the future royal couple.” Jisoo smiled at her while you looked at the ground with a heavy heart.

“Their name is (Y/N) (Y/LN).” As Jisoo´s words left her mouth, you looked at her and crossed eyes, a slight smile accompanied by a small blush adorned her expression, while you just smiled after a few seconds. At the sign of your acceptance, Jisoo looked back at the messenger. “I will write their name in a formal letter I ask of you to deliver to your Queen, if you´d be so kind.”

“Of course, Queen Jisoo.”

“Then, you may leave.”

The messenger gave a bow before abandoning the room, leaving you and Jisoo alone. Oddly enough, none of you talked after that, as if no words were needed. Jisoo just looked at you and you looked back at those sparkling eyes you grew to love over the years before she delicately grabbed your hands with hers, as if she was afraid you were going to let go, but all the contrary, you intertwined your fingers with her, waiting for the next royal visit of today.

Jennie

War has ended, not in completely peaceful way, as you and Jennie would have wanted it, but finally, Zeland was united once again under the Kim Dinasty.

After the battle in which you were injured, that would be written in the history books as the Siege of Hestings, the remaining Kingdom of Ockland, seeing the military power the Queen Jennie held, invited her on a negotiation in search of peace. However, Jennie wouldn´t back down on her efforts to finally unite the long-forgotten empire that once ruled the land, but instead of threatening for war, she offered to take them as vassals; power in Ockland would be left almost untouched, and the government could stay as it was, if they swear fealty to her. To Ockland, it sounded more of a threat than an offer; bend the knee or be conquered, so they accepted it.

Ever since then, things changed for the better. The capital of the Empire was positioned back at the City of Lington, as it was before the Day of Separation, 150 years ago. As all the lands were under her hand, Jennie became a mighty Empress and peace was once again restored; all the while you were recovering from your injuries.

Now, feeling so much better, you were taking a much-needed free time from the army. You needed to organize your thoughts and your feelings, which ever since the day Jennie visited you in your room and cried beside you. From that moment onwards, somehow, the world seemed to be brighter, but in turn, the things that had sense suddenly felt illogical, either that, or you never really thought about it before.

You felt like a human, not a sword or a shield, but a person, and it felt weird. Freedom was a thing you never sought, but now you had it. If you wanted, you could resign the army right here and now and dedicate your life to planting potatoes or living rough in the forests, but somehow, that didn’t feel like an option.

“I finally found you.” Jennie said as she stood behind you. You turned around, surprised that you didn’t hear her exiting from the hatch that connected the top of the tower to its interior. “Admiring the view?”

“Yes, my Empress.” You answered before returning your view further from the wall of Lington.

“I’ve told you to not call me that while we are alone” She walked and stood beside you as her eyes scanned the sea that separated both of the islands that conform the Empire. “And I know you are not just admiring the view, something is bothering you” Her eyes softly gazed upon the side of your face. “Am I wrong?”

“You are not.” Your eyes fixed on the sunset shining on the calm waters as Jennie put a hand to your back and softly caressed it over your clothes.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You thought for some seconds and nodded.

“Ever since I’ve been alive, all I knew was war, blood, metal… I was taught to serve you, to fulfill your every desire, even if it meant that a sea of blood would flow down the streets of whatever city your heart desired to conquer, and now, although we´ve won, I still feel as if something isn’t complete” You sighed. “I guess I… I don’t know what to do and it´s scary.”

Jennie listened carefully to each word you told her and felt relieved at the fact that you were willing to share your torment with her. “My father used to say that a mind in darkness meant that we were afraid to shine a light in it.”

“I’ve told you I only know weapons, not sweet words.” You said in a joking manner which made Jennie to giggle before, without thinking, she held your hand and rose it up to her chest, which in turn caught your undivided attention.

“That means that, whenever you feel lost, it´s because you are afraid to look at what’s truly going on, around you and inside you.” Her words, somehow, gave you a sense of relief as your eyes met hers in a rewarding gaze. “And I know you are very short-minded when it comes to feelings and such, but trust me that I will do everything in my power to ―

And a kiss brought silence between both of you. With care, you held her cheek as you met your lips with hers; you felt that was your answer, which you needed to do before thinking about your next move, unfortunately though, you didn’t think much about how to do it and when that thought crossed your mind, you attempted to broke the kiss, but your Empress didn’t allow you to.

She held onto your nape and pulled you closer to her as she guided your hand to her waist.

Unknowingly to you, historians wouldn’t mark the Siege of Hestings nor the Pact of Ockland as the beginning of a new era, but rather, they would do so with what came to be known as the Kiss of Lington; the renaissance of a prosperous Empire of Zeland.

Rosé

TW: Sex shaming.

A rose has thorns, and you had to re-learn that the bad way. You had grown closer with your Queen, maybe more than she would have liked at this time. So, in one of your many lunch gatherings at the private garden, you confessed to her that you had a relationship in the past.

You don’t even remember how that topic surfaced, but you told her the entire story. This person you dated; you met them when you were just a teenager. Their parents were merchants that would weekly meet with yours in search of product to buy, that´s how your family survived after all. Unknowingly to you, Roseanne wasn´t liking the story you were telling with somehow of a yearning smile, but you didn´t notice that and continued talking about that past love of yours. You even told her about how you used to talk about marriage, much to her disgust, but even so, she resisted her jealous fit, up until a sentence changed it all.

“I delivered myself completely to them, mind and body, but then ―

And she didn’t let you finish. She stood from her chair and started berating you and yelling at you at how you weren’t pure and how you should be ashamed of having sex before marrying, amongst other hurtful things. Practically, she released all of her upbringing her parents gave her right onto you before she walked away from you.

Now, here you were, in the middle of the private garden, days later. You still cared for the flowers with the best of your abilities while also keeping your mind away from her words. Her words hurt you, to unimaginable ways, but then again, you were a servant and unfortunately, she wasn’t the first nor will she be the last to berate you. However, you just wish that whatever punishment she had for you would come quick, instead of making you wait for days.

Maybe she would just fire you, or maybe she would just burn the gardens before firing you, or maybe a physical form of punishment will arrive…

You sighed and cleaned your dirty hands on your clothes; maybe, you should have never thought of Roseanne as a friend, let alone as a possible partner, she is a Queen and you are a servant.

Having finished for today, you turned around, ready to exit the gardens, but as soon as did so, Roseanne was there, right at the entrance of the garden, her eyes digging holes in yours.

You bowed your head and stood frozen in your place, ready for whatever punishment she had for you; your heart started beating hundreds of beats per minute and you felt like vomiting right on the spot, but you couldn’t let yourself to do that, unless you wanted the punishment to be harsher.

Roseanne walked towards you as you held your head low, the click of her heels putting you more into your nerves. Then again, you wished that it would just be over. You closed your eyes in order to cope with the fear channeling into your body, you were prepared for anything she had in mind… Or almost anything.

Your eyes shot open as you felt her hands softly grasping onto yours and looked at the figure of Roseanne, the powerful Queen of Ostral, with both knees on the floor, with no care in the world for the fact that her dress was being tainted with dirt.

Her eyes started to tear, and her lips started to quiver, but still, she did her best to look right into your eyes. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N)…” Even if she sobbed, even if her nose started to run, her eyes never abandoned you. “…Please, I beg of you, forgive for the words I said and for the hurt I caused, I don’t know what got into me… I…” You could see her struggle to find the correct words to say, but you were still so shocked at what was happening that you couldn’t act upon it. “…I… Just the thought of you being with another person… in that way and many other ways… I couldn’t stand it and acted so unfair towards you… I just wished that I would have been in their place… the first one to kiss you… the first one to love you as you deserved… and I couldn’t stand otherwise… I…”

“They were just using me.” You interrupted her, wanting to finish the story you couldn’t because of her outrage. “After we bedded, they never returned… Their parents talked to mine and told them what happened between us, apologizing because they knew their child was a piece of work but that they thought they found in me something that could make them better; turns out, I was another one of their many experiences.” As you remembered that hurtful situation, you couldn’t help but to tighten your grip on her hands. “So, no, don’t ever wish to be in their place, because they hurt me much more than any word could.” You tug her hands upwards and helped Roseanne to be on her feet. “But I will not grant you my forgiveness.” Roseanne’s heart break at your words but she found comfort again when your hand caressed her cheek. “I’m afraid you will have to win that over time.”

She quickly nodded and hugged you immediately afterwards. She would show you that she can be better and that she can love you as much as you deserve it, but first, something had to be formalized. “May I court you in the meanwhile?” She asked in a whisper so soft that the wind could have easily take it away, but you heard her crystal clear.

“You may, my Queen.”

Lisa

“One, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three.” Lalisa kept those words in repetition as she danced with you in her personal practice hall.

With your hands intertwined, one of hers on your shoulder and one of yours in her thin waist, you danced around to the absence of any music and the soft light of the moon shone through the windows. Lalisa’s long pajamas flowed gracefully with your movements and the sound of your boots echoed through the floor of the hall. She had tried to convince you to wear any other thing other than your uniform, but you kept rejecting her advice.

By now, some weeks later after you first danced with her, she kept pestering you about your uniform, but she was still happy that you constantly accepted her invitations to dance despite your grumpy attitude.

Meanwhile, you’ve grown accustomed to see the Queen in an aspect only her mirror should be allowed to. Of course, you were somehow fearful of having grown to close towards her; you would even say that she’s the closest person you had ever since you were a kid, and that’s saying something. Your mind, one of a soldier, told you that you were playing a dangerous game. Liking the Queen, in the way you did, was an impediment to your labor as the Commander of the Royal Guard, but you couldn’t help it.

Your mentors and your teachers would be berating you, punching you, kicking you, hurting you, if they ever see you like this. They did their best to taught you to separate your mind from your heart, to think rationally rather than being a suicidal warrior jumping headfirst into battle; to the Queen, you were more useful alive rather than dead.

Still, here you were, she broke down your whole training with just her smile. Who would have said that the best warrior in the realm would be defeated by the mere presence of the monarch?

“You’ve gotten better.” Lalisa smiled at you as both of you kept dancing, to what you stood silent. “You and your grumpy attitude, you need to let your hair down!”

“I can’t, my ―

“Lisa.”

“I can’t, Lisa” You sighed after you had to correct yourself yet again. “It is my job to protect you at all times.”

“But you are protecting me” Lalisa stopped dancing and stood away from you. “With you in here, I dare any person to step in here and try to touch me, because I know they’ll fall dead onto the floor in less than five seconds.” You stood silent once again and looked towards the sword hanging from your waist, yet another thing Lisa wanted you to let go of while dancing. “You are my best soldier, and my most trusted person in the palace, even if the world was ending, I know, somehow, you’ll find a way to make me escape unscathed.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that when my mind isn’t focused.” Lalisa leaned her head on her side and tried to meet your gaze, but you were still looking at your sword.

“Why aren’t you focused?” When Lalisa became impatient, she grabbed your chin and made you look at her in the eyes. For the first time ever, she saw a glimpse of doubt in yours. “Answer me.”

You inhaled deeply. “Because you are in front of me.”

Lalisa became silent at your words, up until her mind processed what you meant by that, making her cheeks go into a little tint of red. With a fearful heart, she slowly moved her hand to your cheek and caressed your cheekbone. You wanted to explain more of your feelings, you really did, but the words simply wouldn’t leave your mouth, but the way you leaned into her touch gave Lalisa all the answers she needed for now.

“I know how conflicted you must feel right now.” She talked in a soft and slow voice. “You have a duty to accomplish, yet you yearn for something else that you know could put in jeopardy that which you call your calling. I know that, because I feel it too.” Even if her words gave you a certain comfort and happiness, you couldn’t shake the fearful feeling that still reign in your heart. “So, I won’t pressure you into something more. Are you alright with taking things slow?” You nodded and saw in her lips the most beautiful smile being drawn over them, before she surrounded your neck with her arms and gave you the most comforting hug you’ve had since a long time.

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drawnfamiliarfaces · 9 months

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i was a (pre)teen hero once, but then i took some trauma to my psyche

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doctorsiren · 2 months

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HI!! I love your art, it's so sweet and fun to look at! Im so invested in ur au where Athena's mom is building a robo Miles for his dad! it gives me astro boy vibes (idk if you've seen the movie or the manga it's based on but it has the same premise - kid dies, dad makes a robot version of him) It's so great! I've been calling it ur astro boy au in my head whenever I think of it lol! (Or Le petit robot astro, as I usually call it cause my dad introduced it to me and he originally read it in french)

guys should I reveal it

Yeah

It’s been Astro Boy this whole time :)

Astro Boy Edgeworth AU is the name I was gonna actually call it :D

#doctorsiren #ace attorney #ace attorney au #miles edgeworth #ace attorney fanart #currently unnamed au #astro boy edgeworth au #I’ll go through and retag all the comic pages ^^#anyways I got excited hehe #BUT YES!! THIS HAS BEEN ASTRO BOY!!#this whole entire time #just comic is just to justify little robot boy #the drawing is my initial design #he is subject to change #but he’s based on Astro Boy (of course) and also Jenny Wakeman from My Life As A Teenage Robot

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royalarmyofoz · 2 months

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#girl...#jenny slate #jenny slate: seasoned professional #but like what if the therapist au was switched and this is sadie talking about katherine...

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peachfruitcake · 5 months

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Las Fiestas Patrias 🇨🇱🇨🇱🇨🇱🇨🇱

shut up I know this is late lol I made these like two months ago

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404-mind-not-found · 13 days

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I MADE A SYNOPSIS AND A SONG LIST FOR THE HYPOTHETICAL FNAF MUSICAL (Well, the first draft, I'll probably change some minor story stuff later) Edit 20/04/2024: Read the second draft instead! Act I is really similar to the actual lore of FNAF up to the MCI, but Act II is when things diverge.

(Actual synopsis text under cut, had the song list too but it wouldn't let me post with it, I'll try again later)

Synopsis ACT I William and Henry meet and create Fredbear's, and later Freddy Fazbear's, and both of their families are introduced (The Spark). Then, it shows the current year of 1983. While William wanted to expand further, Henry was content. Dealing with already existing jealousy plus this new anger, he murders Charlotte to keep him in line (Mine, Forever). Everybody except for Henry moves on from Charlotte's murder, and William continues as normal until his youngest son's birthday (The Birthday). The day seemed to be good for everyone involved. However, due to a prank by Michael and his friends, his head is crushed by Fredbear and he later dies. Charlotte, who was now possessing the Puppet animatronic made to protect her, gives him life inside the Fredbear animatronic. Fredbear's closes because of this, and William scolds Michael harshly (The Bite). Following this, William and Henry have much more frequent arguments, so does the former and his wife, until she disappears. William spends more of his time at Freddy Fazbear's, where he feels the atmosphere has changed. He then investigates the Puppet, finally understanding that her soul was inside the animatronic. Meanwhile, Michael and Elizabeth become closer together as William spends less and less time at home (Agony). William spends the next year and a half studying, finally creating a plan to recreate the events of Charlotte's murder. With this in mind, he decides to go and take the lives of four more children, Elizabeth overhearing the entire thing (Follow Me) ACT II Everybody in town hears about the murders by morning, and Clay starts investigating the situation. He suspects William as the murderer (Eye of the Hurricane). Freddy's closes down. At the Afton house, Elizabeth tells Michael everything that she overheard and the two of them look into all of William's stuff while he was away. Their suspicions are found to be correct (Daddy's Show). They then flee once he returns home. William goes to the room and unveils his hidden experiment: a rabbit animatronic for himself to become. He then decides he needs more Remnant, but knows he can't collect any while Clay suspects him. A few days pass and Jen visits Henry and convinces him to leave Freddy's behind for his sake (Until The End). However, after she leaves, Henry finds a letter telling him to go there. At the restaurant, William plans to murder him and frame it as a suicide done out of guilt to clear his name (Follow Me (Reprise)). Michael steals William's car and goes to Fredbear's with Elizabeth, wanting to find more answers there. They discover Fredbear possessed by their brother, and realise they need to find his father. Henry meets William, who tells him everything then attacks him. Before he can give him the finishing blow, however, his kids appear to stop him. William talks to them, but Michael sees through his ruse (You Can't.). Clay reveals himself, telling Elizabeth and Michael go outside, where they find Fredbear. Elizabeth brings him to the other animatronics, where they move on (Happiest Day). William fights Clay, and Henry stands. He takes Clay's gun and shoots William's leg, allowing Clay to arrest him before becoming weak (Mine, Forever (Reprise)). He, Mike and Elizabeth say their goodbyes. Later, the town closes the case and moves on from the tragedies. After Henry heals, Freddy Fazbear's is remade into a new space for children with the help of Elizabeth and Michael. William's place is gone through and the rabbit suit is demolished to make the sign. (Save Them).

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf au #fnaf musical au #theatrics at freddy's au #william afton #henry emily #michael afton #mike afton #elizabeth afton #clay burke #jen emily #jenny emily #mci #fnaf missing kids #charlotte emily #charlie emily

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coffeecakecafe · 1 year

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first commission of the fall batch is Very Themed, and was an incredible amount of fun to work on! thanks again to @shingekicornwrites (who you should be going to for all of your fantastically detailed and lore-rich au needs 👀)

#my art #coffee commissions #shingekicornwrites #my hero academia au #mha au #bnha au #izuku midoriya #shoto torodoki #tododeku #fairy au #I really enjoyed working on this one! lots of complex patterns and fancy clothes #watched like the entirety of jenny nich0lson’s everm0re park vid while doing dekus coat

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lilacura · 6 months

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Grave Mistake

Pairing: Jennie Kim x Reader

Genre: Mafia

Word count: 831

Tw: Guns, Gunshots, Mafia, Hospital, Wounds.

Summary: Jennie, a feared mafia leader, and her girlfriend Y/N faced a life-threatening incident when a recruit accidentally shot Y/N during a meeting. Jennie's unwavering love and their eventual recovery strengthened their bond. Jennie then asserted her authority, making it clear that recklessness wouldn't be tolerated in their criminal organization.

Jennie, an infamous and ruthless leader of the mafia, commanded a criminal empire that struck fear into the hearts of even the boldest of adversaries. Her girlfriend in this treacherous world was Y/N, a presence equally feared, concealed from the prying eyes of their criminal network.

One fateful evening, they convened with new recruits in a dimly lit, foreboding chamber. Unbeknownst to the newcomers, Y/N was the most precious person in Jennie's life, a fact that only intensified the fear associated with their names. As Y/N entered the room alongside Jennie, her identity as Jennie's girlfriend was unknown to the recruits, who regarded her with a mixture of respect and trepidation. As Jennie addressed the recruits, the room's tension was palpable, an oppressive force that settled over all.

During a heated discussion, a gunshot shattered the silence, and Y/N crumpled to the floor, clutching her leg in pain. The new recruit had fired the shot, unknowingly targeting the one person they should have feared the most: Jennie's beloved. Chaos erupted as Jennie's loyal subordinates pounced on the shooter, fueled by their devotion to the leader and their collective rage at daring to harm Jennie's cherished partner.

Jennie, whose name sent shivers down spines in the criminal world, revealed an unprecedented vulnerability as she rushed to Y/N's side, cradling her in her arms. With an authoritative urgency, she ordered her subordinates to transport them to a waiting car, their hearts heavy with concern for their boss's girlfriend.

In her arms, Y/N clung to Jennie, her pain eclipsed by the intensity of their love. Jennie's car screeched to a halt in front of the hospital, and she carried Y/N inside. Doctors and nurses rushed to their aid as Jennie anxiously explained the situation. Y/N was rapidly taken into surgery, and Jennie waited outside, pacing the corridor, her façade of unyielding power temporarily shattered.

Hours passed, and Jennie's loyal subordinates stood guard with her. When the doctor finally emerged from the operating room, Jennie, known for her heartless reputation, rushed to him. The relief in his eyes was palpable as he informed her that Y/N would recover.

Tears welled up in Jennie's eyes, and she hugged the doctor in gratitude. As she entered the recovery room, Y/N was awake and smiled weakly at her. The depth of their love had been tested, but it had only grown stronger, a testament to the fierce devotion they shared.

Jennie stayed by Y/N's side during her recovery, a force of nature tending to her every need. Their bond had always been founded on trust and unwavering loyalty, but this incident had showcased the depth of their connection.

As the days turned into weeks, Jennie's subordinates watched in awe as she doted on Y/N, tending to her with a meticulous care that mirrored the precision of their criminal operations. They had always seen their boss as a formidable and unflinching leader, but now they witnessed a caring and fiercely protective partner who held unparalleled power.

Once Y/N was strong enough to leave the hospital, Jennie ensured their home was a fortress, impenetrable to their enemies. The incident had only fueled their determination to protect each other and their love, and they began to plan for a future where their criminal activities could be left behind, their power consolidated in new and legitimate endeavors.

As the chaos settled and Y/N was on the path to recovery, Jennie returned to her role as the unwavering leader of the criminal empire. She knew it was essential to address the incident with the new recruits and assert her authority.

Gathering the recruits in a dimly lit room once more, Jennie's presence alone sent chills down their spines. She paced with a commanding presence, her every word carrying a weight that couldn't be ignored.

"You may not be aware of who I am," she began, her voice cold and unwavering, "but you've all been brought into an organization that demands loyalty, discipline, and unwavering respect."

Jennie's subordinates, those who had known her for years, stood behind her, a silent but formidable reminder of the consequences of crossing her.

"The incident that occurred in our previous meeting was a grave mistake," Jennie continued. "You put the life of someone I hold dear at risk, and that is not something I take lightly."

She locked eyes with the recruit responsible for the gunshot, her gaze piercing through any facade of bravery. "Your actions demonstrated recklessness and a lack of understanding of the consequences. So let me teach you what happens when you act as carelessly as you did last time."

The message had been delivered: Jennie's power and authority were absolute.

The recruits, now aware of the true depth of their leader's strength, listened with sweating hands and beating hearts. They knew that after what happened, their last breath would be taken today.

With one flick of her hand and a nod of her head, gunshots erupted while she left the room, looking for y/n.

#blackpink #blackpink x reader #jennie kim #jisoo #jennie #kim jennie #jennie x reader #jennie blackpink #mafia au #blackpink mafia #blackpink mafia x reader #jennie mafia

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xxstar-girl · 30 days

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SPIDER-VERSE

lee minho x spider-woman!reader

✩ SYNOPSIS: han y/n is a college student and quiet girl, she also has a secret identity, spider-woman. her best friends don’t even know that she’s the one saving people and putting away villains.

✩ PAIRING: lee minho x female!reader

✩ WARNING: character death, suggestive themes, violence, profanity, alcohol use, mentions of parents death

✩ GENRE: spider-man au, friends to lovers, miscommunication, crack, fluff, angst, fake texts, written

✩ TAGLIST: open!!!

[friends][villains]

01: call to duty

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jennyandvastraflint · 2 months

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My brain: Jenny/Vastra Phantom of the Opera AU when!!!

Me:....

Me: 💵 *slides money to @rosenkranz-does-things*

AND NOW... THE RESULT:

I love this so, so much, Roz. I don't even know where to start!!! Vastra's mask is just TOP NOTCH. Her half-transparent cloak with them stars!!!! Jenny in the corset 👀 Their intertwined hands! Jenny's beautiful necklace! I love how Vastra is closing her eyes and just leaning in, full od desire and love, and Jenny still has her eyes open. The light on Jenny's hair!?? THE SCAR ON VASTRA'S CHEST!?? Gosh I love everything about this so much. Chewing glass over this, byeeee

#I'll write this at some point i swear #currently I'm just chewing on this BECAUSE JUST LOOK AT THIS #Roz you are so fucking skilled #doctor who #madame vastra #jenny flint #jenny and vastra #jenny x vastra #the paternoster gang #vastra x jenny #vastra and jenny #phantom of the opera #phantom of the opera au #commissioned art

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mikithelibrarian · 1 year

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When you fall in love with them - Queen! BLACKPINK - AU - GN! Reader

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A/N: Decided to add the TWs to each individual scenario as they are needed and modified the name of a real-life country to adapt it to a fantasy setting, I'll gladly receive any comments if you wish me to change any of this.

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Jisoo

As you walked through the halls of the hallways of the castle, you couldn’t stop yourself from remembering how all has changed. You were a grown-up and the official personal servant for Your Majesty, Queen Jisoo.

Ever since she stepped up to the maximum position in the realm, she made sure to make some changes to it, up until she practically remodeled how everything looked. Jisoo built gardens, fountains and many places for the people to gather, such as parks and marketplaces, she also ordered to repaint a lot of the royal buildings, passing from the monotone grey to a brighter white tone.

Those changes also impacted the insides and outsides of the castle. What once was a place that inspired fear became a place that inspired security, coziness, something you thanked for. You remember getting lost in these hallways, running away from the now Queen as she insisted on playing hide-and-seek. How the darkness engulfed you, how the steps of the patrolling guards put you on your nerves, how you sometimes felt prisoner of the royal family; but then, she would appear, smile at you and tell you that it was her turn to hide now.

She was always gentle with you and treated you as an equal, unlike her parents.

It was then when you decided to look through one of the windows and noticed Jisoo running around exterior of the castle, still in her royal dress but without any care in the world if it got dirty or not. She was playing tag with some of the kids of the servants that worked for the royal family. To think that in just some hours she would put on a façade to receive a diplomat from one of your neighboring kingdoms made you smile.

You put that thought aside and continued walking until you exited the castle, about to go into town in search of a new board game you heard a foreigner merchant just brought with them, maybe Jisoo would like it. That was until a hand gently touched your shoulder, prompting you to look to your side, seeing the bright smile of the Queen.

“You´re it!”

After all this time, everything but her has changed. She was still this crazy woman that just wanted to have fun, to be happy. In that short moment in which you were processing that you were now forced to play with her, you came to a realization.

You were part of her happiness, and she was part of yours too.

Jennie

TW: Strong language, mentions of war, fighting, blood and injuries

“General (Y/N) got injured”

Those words kept repeating on her head as she ran to your room. How dare the doctor follow your orders to hide that fact from her as much as he could?! And how dare you wanted to keep it a secret from her?!

When she sent you off to conquer the enemy’s capital and finish the war, she asked only one thing from you: Be safe. Now she hears you weren’t just in the battlefield managing your troops, but also in the frontlines putting yourself more in danger?!

She was glad you didn’t die, so she could kill you herself.

“You better have a good excuse for keeping this a secret!” She exclaimed as she barged into your room. You immediately sat up in your bed, deciding that the fear of an angry Queen was way worse than the pain you were feeling in your stomach.

“We won” You said in a low tone and small smile, trying to convince her to be merciful with you.

“I could care less if we won or not! I asked you one thing (Y/N)! Just one! And you said you would!” Jennie got closer to your bed, her eyes slowly filling up with tears. “Is your word worth nothing?! Does my feelings mean nothing to you?!”

“My Queen-

“Shut up!” When Jennie was beside your bed, she knelt and gently grabbed your hand. “Just shut up”

As the soldier you were, you followed her orders and resisted the urge to argue back. You were an extension of the royal family, that was what your parents told you when you were training with them, a mean to an end, if you were to die following orders of the royal family, it was an honor. Your father, the marshal and your mother, the army strategist, made sure to engrave those ideals by fire into your brain.

As long as you live, you’ll only be a weapon for the Kim Dynasty, rightful rulers of the divided land known as Zeland. Then, why was the Queen crying into your hand? Crying for someone that was equal to a plain sword?

“Jennie” You dared to speak up, your other hand reaching to caress her head, trying to calm her down. “My health means nothing if I can fulfill your will”

“For me it does!” Jennie raised her head forcing you take your hand off her, her eyes red and puffy from crying looked into yours. “I prefer to be disposed of my crown rather than losing you!”

You wanted to think that she was only exaggerating, but it was impossible by the way those eyes didn’t falter at her statement.

Why show such concern for you when nobody has done it since the death of your parents?

In that moment you dared to caress her cheek with your free hand as she received the display of affection, going to a point in which she leaned just a tiny bit into your hand, not wanting to surrender her anger and frustration.

“I’m so sorry, My Queen”

Rosé

With doubt in her mind, Roseanne walked towards the new section of the castle gardens with a flowerpot, a red rose standing tall over the dirt on it. During these months, she has been learning how to properly grow a flower, just from looking at you preparing the ground for the new flowers to blossom into their vivid colors.

This new section of the garden was only reserved for you and her, as it was her orders, while the old section was re-opened to the public after twenty years. She named you her ‘personal gardener’, a new title she created just for you to be able to take care of the reserved section and to manage the new gardeners she hired to maintain the old garden.

She already had plans for this new reserved section, she wanted to receive very important diplomatic visits there, even thinking about restoring the lost connection between their closest kingdoms, but not before having a date with you.

Roseanne has maintained her silence for far too long, she wanted you to be hers, and only hers, imagining you with a crown on your head and a throne beside her, ruling as equals.

As she entered the reserved section through the ark that was built to divide it from the rest of the ground, saluting the guards protecting this section, her surroundings were covered by a dense section of trees as she continued travelling through the stone path. Suddenly, those trees opened into a clearing, in which you were, tending the garden.

The new private garden was full of red and pinks roses, per the Queen’s request, and even added some black roses for contrast. In the middle of the garden, a gazebo complemented the look with a tea table in it, for when Rosé wanted to be alone, or alone with someone. It looked like a description of a fantasy book, a part of the world irradiating so much magic that it was hard to think she was awake. The roses were shining as if they could irradiate their own light and the vivid colors alongside the faint aroma of roses made the Queen to immediately lower her guard and enjoy the relaxation it brought.

However, that relaxation was short-lived as she now remembered that she wanted to give you the rose she has been taking care of for months, but now she felt insecure about it. Compared to the roses in the garden, the one she grew didn’t have such colors or presence, it was healthy, but it was not radiating.

She wanted to run away, to throw the flower and start again, until you finally noticed her presence and immediately stood up to bow at her. “Queen Roseanne, good afternoon” Rosé looked silently at you, while your eyes looked at the rose she held between her hands. “May I be of service?”

“This rose…” Her voice was insecure, almost trembling, as she extended the rose towards you.

With her sentence incomplete you got closer to her and eyed the rose once you were in front of the Queen. “It looks beautiful, My Queen” You gently took the flowerpot from her hands as you inspected each part of the rose. Meanwhile, Roseanne smiled at you, hope returning to her body as she processed your words. “It looks so healthy Your Majesty, and…” You closed your eyes as you smelled the rose, a smile showing on your lips. “…Smells delightfully” You looked at your Queen, her expression radiating happiness. “Should I put it on the center of the tea table? I’m sure it will add the master touch to your garden, My Queen”

“It’s for you” Roseanne doesn´t know from where that confidence came from, but she didn’t care. To grow this single rose took a lot of space in her mind for months, thinking about its final purpose, to be given to you. “I learnt to take care of a flower from you, so I did, because I wanted to give you one”

You were surprised and your face showed it. You then looked back at the rose as your heart started to beat faster and faster. She grew a rose, just for you, does that mean?

It can’t be…

With your mind full of doubts, only one thing was certain when you looked back at her.

“It’s so beautiful My Queen, thank you”

You fell in love with her.

Lisa

TW: Mentions of massacre and death

“Do you where the Queen is?”

“I saw her entering the practice dance hall”

As you said your thanks, you walked towards the said place, papers in your hand reporting the progress made in the training of the royal guard. It has been a rough time but you could finally see some progress, at least they are showing more discipline, even if they still are too weak compared to how strong they are supposed to be.

Your relationship with Queen Lisa has gotten better too. You’ve tried to not hold grudges towards her because of her taking you off from the action to train a bunc of incompetent soldiers and talk to her as you would normally do with any other person. You didn’t care about crowns, gold, or titles, you didn’t even care if Lisa was a Queen or not, as long as she took care of her kingdom and procure the best for her people, as her obligations are, you will have no complaints about her.

It has, however, been sometimes uncomfortable. Queen Lalisa has opened a little too much towards you, much more than what you expected to, but that was not the uncomfortable part, it was when she asked about your past when it became uncomfortable.

How the previous monarch neglected your village and left everyone you knew as a child to starve on their own, how the guards were retired from their posts and your village was left to defend on their own against bandits, how you managed to escape the fire and fighting leaving behind those who you once loved…

Of course, you never told her anything nor will you blame her for her parents actions, not while she treated you with respect and showed true interest in bringing her kingdom the prosperity it once had.

You sighed before you opened the door to the dance hall where the Queen liked to practice, so lost in your mind that you forgot to knock and ask for permission to enter, an action you regretted.

There she was, not in her normal dress but in one that was a lot lighter, only wearing an off the shoulder white dress that just left her bare feet discovered because of its length, her hair not as fixed and with no make-up on.

You just saw the Queen in a way only her closest servants are allowed to do so as per the previous monarchs' request, the thoughts of you being sent into the dungeon filled your head as you already could see the end of your military career.

When Lalisa looked at you, she actually thought nothing of it, she actually seemed comfortable with looking at her current appearance. “Commander (Y/N), do you need something?”

“I’m so sorry for intruding Your Majesty, I’ll receive any punishment you might think acceptable” You bowed down making Lisa giggle at the ridiculousness of your actions.

“I don’t mind if it’s you Commander (Y/N)” She walked towards you and pulled you fully into the hall, closing the door behind you. “My dancing teacher couldn’t make it today and I was practicing alone, hence my current appearance” She looked at the papers in your hands. “Something to report?”

“Only the routinary documents, Queen Lalisa” Lisa took the documents from your hands and eyed them before carefully laying them on the floor beside her.

“Say, Commander, do know how to dance?” As she asked, Lisa walked to the center of the hall.

“Just the basics, Queen-

“Drop the Queen, just call me Lisa” She extended her hand towards you. “Could you practice with me, (Y/N)?”

You didn’t know what it was, maybe the informality of it all or the privacy you both had in the dancing hall, but you walked towards her and accepted her invitation to dace. As you held her hand, she grabbed your other arm and posed it on her waist for then posing her free hand on your shoulder.

From the first second, she guided the dance and marked the pace you should follow. You wondered how with no music this dance felt so real. Your entire body felt so relaxed, as if all your obligations and expectations went away, yet so tense since you wanted this dance to be perfect.

As you saw at Lisa, how her eyes shone for you and her smile adorned her beautiful features, you made your best to engrave this memory into your brain. With her, you felt as if being a soldier didn’t matter anymore.

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