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Champions

Ali Krieger x fem!reader

Smut 18+

There it was.

The final whistle.

Gotham has won the 2023 NWSL championship.

Ali won the championship in the last game of her career.

You run onto the field from the bench as quickly as you can. After the 86th minute, you were subbed out of the game, walking away with many goal-stoppers and leaving you very pleased with your performance. While on the bench, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the tattooed captain who also happens to be your girlfriend.

So given the fact you were so focused on the girl, you run straight to her, flying into her arms for her to catch you. The team along with all the staff gather around the both of you, jumping up and down while chanting.

She sets you back onto the ground and places multiple kisses on your cheek before pulling back and whispering, “We won.”

“We did.”

The two of you pull away with love-struck looks on your faces until Kelley hops high with her hands on both of your shoulders, making you laugh at the energetic girl.

“We are the champions, my friends!” Kelley begins to sing as Lynn and Kristie wrap their arms around her shoulders and join in.

“And we’ll keep on fighting till the end!”

The trio looked at you and the captain with awaiting eyes. You and Ali look at each other before turning back and waving your hands in the air while singing, “We are the champions!”

Everything else goes by in a blur, the medals, the trophy ceremony, and now you’re in the locker room with goggles and beer, dancing to the thump of the music. Bodies hit against each other as everyone has a good time. You notice Kristie calling you over while saying something about her being live. She points the camera towards your face as you cheer while holding your beer up in the sky, watching the comments flow in rapidly.

Ali comes over and a bunch of players pour beer down her mouth, making it all spill down her neck and shirt. Once Kristie walks away, Ali grabs your wrist and pulls you into a corner of the room.

“Bottoms up and chin up.” She places her pointer finger under your chin, forcing your head up as she hovers the bottle of alcohol over your mouth. You open your mouth in compliance, allowing her to pour the liquid down your throat. “Good girl.” She purrs while wiping the remaining beer on your chin off.

You blush profusely at the praise but try to ignore it due to the cameras all around the room and your teammates. The captain just smirks and walks off into the crowd, knowing exactly the effect she has on you, so you take a few deep breaths, calming yourself down, and walk over to Kelley.

“We actually won! Fuck yeah!” The defender yells, picking you up which makes you laugh even harder.

Soon everyone becomes a little too tipsy and is told to gather their stuff up. Everyone heads to the bus but you and Ali, insisting that you both are capable of driving since you only had a bit of alcohol which is true.

You’re gathering up all your clothes from your cubby and shoving them into your bag before strong tattooed arms wrap around your torso. Kisses begin to trail from the base of your neck to the underside of your jaw right below your ear.

“Well hello, captain.”

“Don’t say that, you know what it does to me.” She groans, making you feel her warm breath against your skin. You turn around and wrap your arms around her neck, trailing your eyes down from her messy bun all the way down to her veiny hands.

“Why don’t you show me, captain?” You say, biting your lip in anticipation. The taller girl’s pupils widen as her eyes shift to a more lustful tone.

“I think we both have to take a much needed shower, don’t you, baby?”

Once you nod your head, Ali is quick to pull you away into one of the cubicle showers. Both of your hands grab at each other’s clothing, trying to rip everything off as fast as you can, both needy from the slight teasing.

You’re both finally completely bare as the taller girl reaches over and turns on the shower. Hot water hits against your skin, but you’re pushed against the wall by your hips and caged in by the taller girl’s arms. She looks down at you with a grin as water runs down her shoulder onto both of your chests.

“You looked so sexy with that medal around your neck, captain.” You tease her once again with the nickname, causing her to lean down and smash her lips against yours.

“You’re going to look so hot when you’re moaning my name in a second, darling.”

She attaches her lips back onto yours, sliding her tongue in your mouth not wasting any time. Pulling away, she tugs your lip between her teeth and lets it go with a gentle pop. Her kisses start to train down your neck and onto your stomach. She swirls her tongue over your breasts, showing each the same attention before moving even further down to your belly button, leaving her kneeling on the wet floor.

Your breath picks up, but you tap her shoulder to get her attention which she notices and looks up at you. “I want you up here with me.” You admit shyly with a slight blush washing over your face, making the girl on the ground stand up with a smitten look on her face, knowing she’s already so in love with you.

“How about we do this?” Before you’re allowed to ask what she means, she wraps one arm around your waist and lifts you up, causing you to let out a shriek and wrap your legs tightly around her hips.

“I thought your back was breaking, and that’s why you can’t play another year.”

“Suddenly I’m all healed.” You press your lips back onto hers with a smile remaining on both of your faces but is soon gone when the kiss gets sloppier and hotter.

Her free hand runs down your stomach and grazes over your slit but stops when she notices your breath shutter, wanting you to wait and beg for it. She keeps doing it while kissing you until you pull away with a needy whine.

“Please, Ali! I need you so bad.”

She begins to gather up your wetness with her fingers, making you think she’s going to give you what you need, but instead, she rubs torturously slow circles around your clit. Although it’s something, it’s not nearly enough to get you off and it’s not what you want at the moment.

“I need your fingers! Please, captain.” You whine desperately, having been worked up all day.

Too busy in your own haze, you don’t notice the expression on the tattooed girl’s face change to something more desirable. “If you be a good girl for me you’ll get my fingers. Can you do that, sweets?”

You simply nodded your head, knowing that even if she didn’t ask, you would do anything she asked. If you ever become bratty, she punishes you until you’re crying for a release and that’s something you don’t want right now.

Two of her digits finally trail down to your dripping hole and push into you. You let out a small moan at the feeling of being filled and latch your lips back onto hers. Her tongue dances around yours as her fingers start to pump in and out of you at a steady pace, making you moan against the kiss at random times.

The position is semi-awkward for Ali, but it doesn’t stop her from pleasuring you. Seeing your chest bounce up and down, your lips opening while making a bunch of hot noises, your eyes squeezing shut, and your legs gripping tighter around her waist. She felt so lucky when you said yes to being her girlfriend. Now all of this is only for her to witness, and the best part is it’s her doing this to you.

“You’re so wet, baby. You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you?” Her raspy voice catches your attention. All you can do is nod because of the amount of pleasure you’re feeling with her fingers pounding into you and her palm hitting against your clit.

“Yes, yes I’ve been desperate for you all day.” You pant into her shoulder while your arms hug around her neck, squeezing every time she hits a spot that leaves you melting.

She notices when you let out a particularly loud moan and your arms flex, tightening around her. She finds the spot that makes you go feral and starts to pound harder and faster into you, causing a string of noises to leave your mouth as your body tenses. She feels your walls squeeze around her fingers and notices you getting close, but she doesn’t say anything and continues her thrusts.

The coil in your stomach finally snaps as the muscles in your body that were once tense now loosen. Her digits keep pumping you through your orgasm until your hand reaches down and stops her movements, becoming sensitive after your intense finish.

“You did so well,” Ali whispers, connecting her lips to yours in a gentle kiss, letting you breathe and come back down to earth. She notices you shiver, so she wraps her arms around you and pulls you into her towering figure.

“I’m cold.” You mumble weakly against her arm, making the older girl laugh at the obvious admission and the first words that have come out of you in a while.

“Let’s run you under the water and get you warmed up.” She rubs her hands up and down your arms, guiding you under the water and wrapping her arms around your waist. She places sweet kisses against your jaw and over to your ear before tugging on it with her teeth whispering, “Then I have to punish you for cumming without my permission.”

You simply look back at her with a slightly fearful expression. And here you thought being a champion and a good girl would help you out.

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misguidedasgardian · 8 months

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1... Get the f*ck out of here

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Summary: An awful event leads you to rethink of everything

Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader (for now)

Warnings: There are mentions of them being Minors! at some point in their relationship, cursing, cheating, angst, depression, age gap (not for reader), coercion, toxic relationship, drinking alcohol to cope, in some countries it is underage drinking, (reader is 18). might forget some warnings…

Wordcount: 4 k

Notes: This just started like a blurb, and now we are here. AAAHHHH this is going to be soft, romcom sort of thing, but a bit angsty at first…

You knew him like the palm of your hand, and that is how you could pinpoint the exact day something went wrong, were perhaps his affair started, you couldn’t be sure

You wanted to go to Winterfell University, it was far North in the continent, they say it was always winter there, cold, and wild, but you had seen pictures and had been there briefly on vacations with your family and you absolutely loved it, besides, it had a great program on what you wanted to study, you wanted an adventure, you wanted to completely change your surroundings, get out of your comfort zone, fly off the nest.

But Aemond, your loving boyfriend and highschool sweetheart didn’t think so, you didn’t want to break your relationship, besides, Aemond’s family owned an airline, it would be a four hour journey to meet you there. But he insisted it was too far. You believed that on the one hand that a time apart could be good for you, you would miss him more, and therefore your reunions would be way more intense and hotter, but no.

An that time it made sense, you were drawing your future together, so he convinced you to go to Dragonstone University with him. The university of his dreams.

It was completely his environment, the university specialized on what he wanted to study, diplomacy and political sciences, so for him it was a perfect fit.

But not for you

All the alumni were perfect, serious, dressed like they all belonged to old money, just like Aemond, he was like a fish of the same pond, and you? were a fucking Alligator. You felt big, clumsy, unwanted.

There wasn’t a career in design, like the one you wanted to follow, instead, there was plastic arts and photography, even architecture, so, in your first year, you made sure to take a couple of subjects leading in all of those directions.

That was your first mistake.

You should have stayed in architecture, maybe, photography even, but instead, you decided to take a course with Professor Alys Rivers. In a plastic arts class

That was your second

Soon you became some sort of friends

She was tall, beautiful, dark long locks, big green eyes, the woman was stunning, young, just started teaching, and soon she became your mentor

You liked her

She realized you were frustrated, and take special care in you, mentoring you, and keeping you close to her, she told you maybe you would be good at teaching, and maybe she wouldn’t have taken so long in deciding she wanted to teach

She was thirty five years old

But as Aemond was thriving, you were quickly losing yourself

Classes were boring, didn't raise your interest, the people here were strange, you were afraid to say you weren’t making any friends and not for the lack of trying

It got so bad you only went out with Aemond, who was even after a few months, the most popular guy in his class, it was becoming a very unbalanced relationship

You and Aemond had grown up together, you were neighbors with his nephews Jacaerys, Lucerys and joffrey, the first one being your classmate with Aemond

You played together as children, and in eleventh grade he had formerly asked you to date him, to be his girlfriend

Both your families were ecstatic

HIghschool sweethearts, you knew each other forever, you were going to marry and live a perfect life, Aemond wanted to be a diplomat, and you were catching up to be his beautiful, smart, joyful trophy wife.

You didn’t see it that way then

You wanted to follow a design career, he didn’t take you seriously, but encouraged you

The problem is that Winterfell was too far away, so he convinced you to take architecture courses in his university, the best one in the country for what he wanted, the kind of university that grooms the men and women that were going to take over the world one day. It was huge, a big castle from five thousand years ago, the least you could do was enjoy the architecture.

He was the perfect man, the perfect boyfriend, the one your parents would adore, and they did, he was chivalrous, patient, kind, generous…

You introduced him to your favorite teacher hen you ran into each other at the campus’ coffee shop

That was your third mistake, to invite Alys to join you both to take a cup of coffee,

If you only payed attention to the looks they gave each other

“So she is the teacher you have talked to me about”, Aemond said sheepishly, you only hummed as you kept reading a tome about a tyroshi painter who was the first in drawing the human body in all its forms, he was sort of famous, had lived more than a thousand years ago

“Yes, she is so sweet”, you whispered, “she is an artist, but so down to earth you know?”, you said without even thinking, “you can completely see the process behind her works, she is amazing”

Aemond had the luck (or money), to get single in the dorms, so he slept alone, so you could stay with him anytime you’d like, and you really liked it, your roommate was a bit mean.

And suddenly, Aemond has to study… a lot, you didn’t sleep with him anymore, even though your after class activities were as active as ever.

He was concentrating on his classes, (or that is what you thought), so you were going to start and do the same, and you tried, so so hard

But you were failing

You were already started the last month of the semester, and two of your teachers told you unceremoniously, that you were failing

BAD

You barely contained your tears, your lips were quivering and your nose tickled, and you went to the only person who could bring you comfort… one of the two… your professor Alys, whose class you had been getting pure A’s in

You never saw it coming

Her classroom was the last one in one of the towers of the incredible castle, and when you started climbing up the stairs, your stomach sank

It was late, the sun already hiding on the horizon, but you knew she was still in her atelier, and there she was

You could what the moans and whispers before you saw them, your cheeks heated and a sick curiosity made you sneak a peek inside the classroom

Oh how you wish you didn’t

There she was, your thirty five year-old teacher being pounded by your nineteen year old boyfriend

You’d recognize that silver hair anywhere, everywhere

You wanted to throw up

Alys and Aemond, Aemond was fucking Alys

Together

Fucking

Sweating

You just stood there

Your arm moved alone, as you raised your phone and took a picture of them, you could need it for later, but it wasn’t you who made that decision, it certainly wasn’t you

You were crying

You covered your mouth to sob outloud and for them to hear it, and you walked away, it was a miracle you managed to went down those treacherous steps and not smash your head, perhaps you would have preferred it, to smash your head against the stone floors, to turn off your head

the tears stopped, and your feet moved on your own as they took you out of there, you didn’t want anyone to see you, you didn’t want to give this university more of you, not your tears, not more of your efforts, no nothing

You didn’t go to your room, you couldn’t, you know she was going to be there, Maris Baratheon, and you couldn’t face her, not now, not ever.

You needed something else…

So you walked to the only bar near campus, many of your classmates would call it a “slum”, it wasn’t very popular with students, and that’s exactly what you needed.

You sat on a stool on the bar, and waited for the bartender to get to you, didn’t push him, just looked at the

“looks like you need a drink”, you looked to the side to find a young guy, maybe short twenties, dark born hair, green eyes

“Don’t I?”, you mocked, smiling shyly, he was cute. You couldn’t help but notice his Winterfell University Jersey. He offered you a pint, and you took it gladly, you really needed it, “aren’t you a bit far from”, you pointed at his chest where the varsity letters told you where he was from, he only chuckled

“They sent me in a… diplomatic mission”, he said with a mystery tone, and wiggling his eyebrows

“Are you recruiting students to go to the far North?”, you said, and if he said yes, you were going to beg him to take you with him

“Yes”

“Oh”, you seemed truly amused so he offered you his hand

“Ben Tallheart”, he whispered, and you shook his hand, giving him your name. “What do you know about the university anyways?”, he asked, taking a sip of his beer

“I wanted to apply there”, you answered, and he looked at you surprised, “I wanted to take the designer degree”

“Why didn’t you?”, he asked

“I decided to follow my boyfriend here, who I just found out is screwing my plastic arts teacher”, he spitted his beer

“What?”, he asked, not knowing if to laugh or just be horrified

“Yep”, you said, taking a long sip of your own beer

“Uf, that must be tough”, speak of the devil, your phone started ringing, to no surprise, you discovered it was Aemond who was calling you, and fuck it hurt

“I’m gonna need something stronger than this”, you said to him, canceling the call, you just wouldn’t let it ring, you wanted him to realize you had hung up on him. Ben smiled, asking the bartender for two tequila shots

It was to pints later and five tequila shots, that you were laughing your face out, hugging him with one of your arms the shoulders of Ben

“I want to go to Winterfell, fuck this college”

“Yes, fuck it!”, he said, “this college sucks, filled with stuck ups…”

Your phone had ringed so much it vibrated off the table and it was currently missing from your earshot and eye shot

You didn’t want to know either

“You think they’ll take me?”, you asked him with teary eyes

“Of course they will!”, he laughed

“Half semester?”, you asked

“Of course!”

“Let’s fucking do it!”, you cheered, and everyone in the bar cheered with you, “I need to get the fuck outta here”, you said, and Ben laughed wholeheartedly.

The rest of the night was a blur, you knew Ben had walked with you back to campus and accompanied you to the door of your room

“My stuck up roommate is probably in”, you told him, and he nodded

“If you meant what you said”, he said, “and you are truly interested in coming to Winterfell University, here”, he passed you his presentation card, “give me a ring tomorrow”, you only nodded

“Thank you”, you whispered, and he only nodded, and left you.

You entered your room and there she was, your roommate, putting innumerable creams in her face

“Eh, where have you been?”, oh that tone

“What?”, you asked, already coming down from your binge, “what do you care?”

“Ugh, you’re drunk!?”

“A little”, you grumbled, dropping to your bed

“Iu”, she whined, “Aemond was here you know, looking for you”, she told you, “you truly don’t deserve him, he was so concerned”

Oh poor Aemond, he couldn’t find you after he was fucking your plastic arts teacher, i bet that filthy motherfucker didn’t even shower before he came looking for you

“I bet”, you whispered, you then remembered you couldn’t find your phone, probably was still on the floor of that bar… Shit you were going to need it if you truly planned on contacting Ben for that transfer.

But tonight you couldn’t do anything because you were practically kicked out of that bar, it had to be tomorrow, so, to the horror of your roommate, you just dozed off, dressed in the same clothes, reeking of bar and secondhand smoke.

The next morning you woke up and thankfully, you were alone, your head hurt, but not as much as your heart.

Gods it hurt

You had burned the image of Aemond and Alys, fucking on top of her desk, and you couldn’t believe it. Aemond, your Aemond.

Your nose started to tickle, knowing you were about to cry you stood up, and searched for a change of clothes, you took your towel, and went straight for the bathroom, to wash your night off of your hair.

That morning you had classes with profes-… with that bitch Alys, so you didn’t even bother showing up. And since most of the college was in classes by now, you found yourself alone in the big bathroom.

You hadn't cried until now, but as you undressed yourself and got under the generous flow of water, something inside you just… unraveled. You started weeping uncontrollably, choking with your tears and the water, you hugged yourself under the falling boiling water seeking for comfort, but you couldn’t find any

Every breath you took hurt, deep within your chest, and you cried and cried until you felt your eyes sore

Your Aemond, your boyfriend, the one that gave you a promise ring… the one you knew since kindergarten, the one who was your first kiss, your first… everything! He was cheating on you with your own professor, Alys, the one that encouraged you and tried to nurture you, and guide you through this uncertainty in this part of your life. The one that you considered to be your only stone here besides your loving boyfriend

What was wrong with them?

What was wrong with you? What did you do wrong? you chose school because of him, you changed careers, you endured a hell for him, you dressed how he liked it, to arranged your hair the way he liked it, you stopped doing things you enjoyed, stopped watching films that made you laugh because they were “childish”, you stopped listening to upbeat music because it wasn’t “proper”

Everything for him

You loved him with all your heart

You knew Friday morning he had this debate class, very important and he couldn’t miss it, or he would have been throwing your door down, so you took that as a sign, you needed to work fast and sneakily.

You needed to get out of here

You didn’t want to see him ever again

So you ran back to your room, got dressed quickly, and the first thing you did was run back to the bar, where the cleaning lady returned your phone to you.

You turned it on and to no surprise, you found thousands of texts and missed calls from Aemond

“love where are you?”

“Are you alright?”

“I’m coming to your dorm”

“Maris says you were not there, wtf? where are you?”

“You clearly don’t want to speak to me, but I just wanted to know you are ok”

“I don’t understand why you are doing this to me, did I do something wrong? Are you mad?”

“The least you could do is face me like an adult”

You rolled your eyes as you read the messages, he growing angrier, trying to turn this on you

But then he sent a video of a instagram story, of you and Ben hugging and laughing, taking tequila shots, it was uploaded by a classmate of Aemond who had clearly saw you

“I see that you were not alone, I can’t believe you would do this to me”, he wrote, and you chuckled darkly, the audacity of him had no limits whatsoever, “I just wanted to see you, and be with you, I wanted you to help me study for my finals, I know this few months had been hard on you, but I least I thought we had eachother”, but then it got worse, he send you a picture of a flower bouquet and a dark red box, “I wanted to gift you this, to show you how much I love you, and how much I was looking forward to a future with you”, you couldn’t kept walking, you had to sit down in a bench looking down at a cliff, you couldn’t even walk because of how much you were crying.

You couldn’t believe this

Why would he do this to you? you had given him your everything, you had sex almost every day, you complimented each other, you told each other everything, you were what you thought a power couple, only that he had all the power while you were his cheerleader….

This fucker, you wiped your tears angrily from your face.

You were feeling a pain in your chest and you truly believed for a second you were having a heart attack, that you were positively going to die right here in this rusty bench, alone.

Your drunken thoughts from last night came rushing back in, of wanting to transfer to Winterfell University half semester.

It was an insane thought

But you also believe you couldn’t stay here, for what? this isn’t what you wanted, the only thing you thought you had was Aemond, who you just found out fucking YOUR teacher in the classroom. Staying here was insane, you had no friends, now you had no boyfriend, no career

When you finally calmed down and walked back to your dorm room, Aemond was waiting for you right outside.

And it's like all your convictions of leaving him and this school faltered just like that, just seeing him like that standing, his furrowed brow looking concerned for you. He was worried bout you, for a second you even believed that this was all a misunderstanding, they he couldn’t possibly do this to you

Right then and there you just wanted to beg him to stop, to stop his affair and look you in the eye and promise you it was never going to happen again, that he loved you, that you were the one. That he was drunk, or she made him do it. She coerced him into it.

But then he looked at you, and his concern went to annoyance

“Where have you been?”, he asked, walking towards you, “I was concerned for you!”, he immediately went to himself and what he was feeling, and you didn’t know where you got the strength from, but you looked at him, serious in the eye

“I failed color theory and anatomy drawing class”, you said, looking him in the eye, and the worst part is that you weren’t truly lying. His face softened as he looked at you with pity, “I feel like a massive failure, and I didn’t want to cry to you because you are already in the excellency program”, you whispered, looking at the ground in front of you

“So your solution was to go drink at a bar?”, he asked then, again, annoyed

“I found this guy that was from Winterfell University, the one I wanted to go, and asked him about the programs…”, he sighed

“We talked about this”, he said, “that college is not even ranking…”

“I don’t care Aemond”, you whispered, “I just need to sleep, please, and you are going to be late”, you whispered, not daring to look him in the eye

You believed you knew his schedule, but apparently not, because when he was supposed to be in study group, he was fucking your teacher…

“Are you going to be alright?”, he asked, “because I need my study partner”, he said, trying to sound hopeful. Yes you helped him study, you prepared flashcards for him, because you knew he had visual memory so he studied better with colors and images, so you prepared his study material and quizzed him

Maybe a couple of times with stripping quizzes…

Oh how foolish you had been

“Yes Aem”, you said, managing to smile at him, “I just need some time”

“You have it love”, he whispered, “I love you”

“Love you”, you closed the door gently, leaving him outside, and threw yourself in the bed, hiding your face in the pillow and weeped a bit more.

Perhaps you should face Aemond, hear what he has to say, you wanted to believe it so badly, that there was something else to it, that perhaps…

You were a fool

They were fucking on top her desk… what else is there? he was cheating on you, she was violating hundreds of protocols, so was he

You dozed off to sleep

You woke up when your roommate entered the room

“You still drunk?”, she sneered

“No”, you whispered, “just tired”, you didn’t even know why you bothered

You have made a decision…

You were going to leave this place

You were going to leave and not tell a soul, not even Aemond, you were going to disappear from his life, from one hour to the next

You contacted Ben, and he told you everything you need to know, the semester was almost over, but the next one was just around the corner, and you had to do this, not even for spite, but because this is what you wanted from your future

So you did the only thing you could think off

So went to speak with the dean

She was an old family friend, she knew your parents and family since forever, she was very professional and never showed favoritism, but, you knew you were on her good side

“I want to know if I can transfer to another university”, you asked shakily, once she invited you to take a seat in in front of her desk, she looked at you puzzled

“Did something happen? the school year is not even over yet”, she said with her kind eyes, truly worried for you

“I realized I didn’t choose the university for the school path I wanted to take”, you tried to explain, but the sorrow in your face made her believe you were not being truthful, or that you weren’t telling her the truth, “I choose Dragonstone because of love”. you continued, “and now I don’t have that love, and… I want to study a design mayor”

“I see”, now she was more pleased, “Where would you like to go?”, she asked

“Winterfell University”, you said without even thinking about it, she only nodded

“I have a good friend up there”, she said, “so the change wouldn’t be the problem, you have the grades and the Maester exams scores in your favor, but, are you sure this is what you want?”, she asked.

“More than anything”, you said with a smile

Rhaenys Targaryen was the cousin of Aemond’s father, but they didn’t get along very well, it was messy, she was the Headmaster to Dragonstone University

“You will have to start in the middle of the year”, she warned, and you only nodded

“It’s what I want”, you assured her, she looked at you, analyzing you

“Good, but first, I need you to finish the courses you are in”, your face said it all as it froze in place, looking at the face of that witch is the last thing you wanted to do

“That is expected of me”, you said, and smiled, she smiled back

“I’ll start with the paperwork, I have already received a letter of recommendation from Ben Tallheart, a representative of Winterfell university that is in the grounds this week”

“Yeah, I’ve met him”, you said smiling shyly

“Good luck finishing the rest of the courses”

Luck, you will need.

After chapter notes: look, if I stopped and wrote all the details of their relationship, this whole fic would be around them, so I narrated what happened instead of making the reader “live it”, get my meaning? This is about healing and seeing that there is something more than “that great love”, so I didn’t stop to focus on the toxic relationship with Aemond, so… One mroe chapter of reader's mess, and we are off to Winterfell! jeje

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you and ibou convince kylian to come to liverpool 18+

kylian meets your baby for the first time

yours and kylians routine now that you're pregnant

curtis jones

playfighting with curtis

curtis has to let everyone know he's going to be a dad

you and curtis get caught by the boys 18+

curtis being whipped for you

virgil van dijk

size difference with virg

an afternoon baking with virgil

virg manhandling you

virgil asks you to be his girlfriend

virg loves spoiling you

virgil has missed you while you've been out with friends 18+

virg makes sure everyone knows your his

virgil lifting your stomach for you when you're pregnant

overprotective virgil

you're not happy about virgils outfit for training

virgil as your boyfriend

getting your ass spanked by virgil

joe gomez

thigh riding with joe 18+

sex in the changing room with joe 18+

giving joe a massage after his game

allison becker

evenings with ali

jobe bellingham

going for a walk down the pier with jobe

you realise jobe might not be that annoying

you think jobe is seeing someone behind your back

you guys get papped after a date

jobe convinces you to go public with your relationship

morning sex w jobe 18+

jobe is such a baby for you

you and jobe are stuck in a lift and he freaks out

you and jobe making out during move night

hot make out sesh with jobe

darwin nunez

english lessons with darwin go off track

sex with darwin after the game 18+

playing with darwin's hair

darwin being jealous

you and darwin have your first kiss

darwin doing your hair for you

you and darwin go to a wedding together

darwin is obsessed with you

taking care of darwin after his injury

darwin looks after you when you're tired and overworked

darwin is really clingy with you when you come home

celebrating darwins last minute goal with him

darwin looks after you when you're sick

darwin surprising you after being away

jadon sancho

you and jadon are happy he's going back to dortmund

kostas tsimikas

you're super shy when you first meet your boyfriend's friends

kostas talks you through your insecurities

kostas being jealous

andy robertson

andy would do anything for you

jarell quansah

you tell jarell how proud you are of him after a big win

doing jarell's skincare for a tiktok

placing kisses all over jarells face after a big game

alexis mac allistar

alexis loves kissing you

cody gakpo

taking pictures at the cup final with the trophy and your baby bump

making cody his favourite dutch meal

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dragonknightofsummerset · 1 year

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My younger brother and I are going to start playing the Mass Effect trilogy simultaneously after we choose each other's class.

He is choosing infiltrator for me, and I'm choosing adept for him, rip to us both

#alie plays mass effect #<- will be using this tag again #but rip to me cause i cant aim to save my life #i know i will suffer in the 2nd game cause i found that 1 to be the hardest #we also plan to attempt to complete the trilogy on insanity after we do this run but girlies. i dont think that run will go well #he needs a trophy to romance someone in game 1 so he's going to romance kaidan #i need a romance trophy for game 2 so i'm going to romance either tali or miranda idk yet for sure

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skyblogsdotin · 6 months

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Most Runs in Syed Mushtaq Ali Trophy

The Syed Mushtaq Ali Trophy is a domestic T20 cricket championship held in India and organized by the Board of Control for Cricket in India (BCCI). This tournament features teams from the Ranji Trophy and is named after the former Indian test cricketer, Syed Mushtaq Ali. The inaugural season of this trophy took place in 2006-2007, and it was won by Tamil Nadu with Dinesh Karthik as the captain.…

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jenniejjun · 4 months

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. ˚⁺↷ reneé rapp como sua namorada .

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀:

olha só, surtei surtei surtei. não tem o que falar, eu surtei. isso aqui é só um headcanon porque não tô aguentando mais olhar pra essa mulher explodindo de gostosa e saber que não posso sentar na cara dela, juro. me aturem nessa! não especifiquei se a mc é famosa ou não, apenas que ela conhece a sabrina carpenter! essa vai pra minha companheira de surtos por essa mulher, @imninahchan !

Você e Reneé se conheceram por meio de uma amiga em comum, Sabrina Carpenter. A loira apresentou vocês duas durante uma festa privada, Reneé tinha acabado de lançar seu EP em meados de 2022.

A conversa fluiu bastante, não é difícil com Rapp já que ela se mostra genuinamente interessada em tudo que você fala.

Talvez fosse coisa da sua cabeça, mas pra cada característica sua que citava, Reneé parecia ter um elogio na ponta de sua língua.

Naquela noite, vocês cantaram One Less Lonely Girl no karaokê de Sabrina. Era a música favorita de Reneé para esse tipo de ocasião.

Depois dali, era óbvio que sairiam de lá com seus respectivos números.

Reneé adorou você, seu jeitinho de ser e a forma como ria sempre que ela flertava com você. Saíram muitas vezes juntas.

Até o ponto em que eram inseparáveis.

Os fãs de Reneé te adoram, sabem o quanto você faz bem para a cantora e, por isso mesmo, não acreditam quando ela insiste que vocês duas são amigas.

Vocês duas andam de mãos dadas.

Quando não conseguem, os mindinhos se cruzam, pelo menos.

É a primeira pessoa para quem ela mostra suas músicas, óbvio.

Reneé adora ficar abraçada com você, principalmente quando está bêbada. Foi assim que vocês tiveram o quase primeiro beijo de vocês.

Até que ela dormiu no seu colo e acordou ao teu lado no dia seguinte.

Reneé é bem direta, logo, te chamou pra sair depois de acordar.

Vocês nunca oficializaram as coisas entre vocês, era muito claro que estavam juntas. Não houve um pedido.

Quando viram, já se chamavam de namoradas.

Espere ser a musa da maioria das músicas dela, inclusive das mais sacanas onde ela diz tudo o que gosta de fazer com você. A família de vocês que lute.

Ser a primeira na fila de todos os seus shows, inclusive ser a que ela vai puxar para o palco para cantar One Less Lonely Girl.

Os fãs idolatram a relação de vocês.

Muitas fotos. Muitas mesmo. Uma galeria cheia de fotos de vocês. Poucas delas vão pro Instagram.

Beijinhos preguiçosos porque a Reneé tem cara de malandra que vai segurar seu rostinho e te beijar bem devagar antes de algum compromisso apenas para se afastar e dizer que tá atrasada.

Ela falou que ama primeiro, você falou logo em seguida.

Ser a acompanhante dela em qualquer premiação que ela vá, você tá lá de trophy girlfriend.

Reneé se estressa fácil quando as pessoas ao seu redor são tratadas mal, por isso, pode esperar que algum dia ela vai surtar com alguém que te olhar torto.

Seus beijos deixam ela calma e você tira proveito disso.

Uma relação muito melosa, no bom sentido. Você ama ficar penduradinha na sua namorada, enchendo ela de beijos e abraços.

Ela te chama de “bebê” porque esse é o apelido favorito dela pra vida.

NSFW abaixo.

Reneé adora ficar de amassos contigo, é o passatempo favorito dela. Encontrou um cantinho quieto e que ninguém vai perturbar vocês, ela tá te deitando.

Os beijos de vocês são lentos, não só pela preguiça citada acima, mas porque ela gosta de saborear seu gostinho. Passar a língua nos seus lábios e chupar eles pra dentro dos dela, meter os dentes ali até você gemer baixinho.

Se prepara pra usar uma tonelada de base no pescoço, se você já não usa, porque Reneé Rapp só falta sugar sua alma pra fora.

Ela é o tipo de namorada que acha as mordidinhas de amor fofas, ver a marca suave dos dentes dela na sua traqueia. A forma como suas pernas pressionam o quadril dela, tentando se fechar pelo tesão que sente.

Ela ama teus peitinhos, apertar eles enquanto mói a intimidade contra a sua. Ela sente como se estivesse no paraíso com isso. Aperta, gira os biquinhos endurecidos de prazer pra te escutar lamuriar, puxa de levinho.

Mas o que ela gosta mesmo é de enfiar a boca neles.

Beija eles como se fossem tua boca, trava uma batalha ganha com seus mamilos como se estivesse chupando sua língua. A auréola sofrendo na boca faminta da Rapp. Pode ter certeza que ela vai chupar eles até eles ficarem vermelhinhos e você estiver choramingando que vai gozar.

Mas do mesmo jeito que ela gosta de você deitadinha feito boneca enquanto ela te usa de picolé, ela também gosta de ser cuidada.

Fica deitada enquanto sente você chupar ela, é o que ela mais espera do sexo. Vai do céu ao inferno ao te ver entre as coxas dela, abusando do nervinho que deixa ela toda molinha pra você.

A posição favorita de vocês, com certeza, é o 69. Assim, ela te come e você come ela. É o trato perfeito.

Reneé me passa uma vibe de quem não gosta de muita sujeira não, o sexo com ela é mais romântico, erótico. Parece que vocês tão pintando juntas. Ela é o tipo que te chama de “amor” na cama.

A tesourada come solta quando vocês tão juntas, vou apenas deixar isso aqui. Mas imaginem, vocês cobrindo a boca uma da outra e rastejando pelo ápice. Isso acontece muitas vezes.

O tipo que deita com você e dedilha tuas curvas, sorrindo bobinha porque te tem do lado dela. Passando “inocentemente” um dedo por um bico durinho ou enfiando a mão entre as suas pernas.

É isso, quero uma Reneé Rapp.

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