#PLEASE BRING MY DAUGHTER FOWARD

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Moving Foward: Chapter 1 (18+ MDNI)

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Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x Kazansky!Reader 

Summary: Y/N Kazansky is many things. A loyal daughter, a world-class fighter pilot, and a fierce protector of those she holds most dear. But beyond the shiny exterior is a wounded woman looking to find her way back to the life she'd known and loved. When a mission brings her back to Top Gun, she is forced to confront the sins of her past while focusing on the uncertain future falling into place in front of her. 

Warnings: Nothing really for this first chapter, but later installments will certainly be 18+. 

Word Count: 1, 979

A/N: The idea for this story kind of came as a surprise to me, but I knew that couldn't let it go once it took root in my mind. I hope that you all enjoy this first chapter, and I promise there will be more Bradley moments very soon. I'm excited for their relationship to change and grow as the story progresses.  I make no promises on how quickly I will update this story, but I hope that you'll stick with me as I get back into my writing flow. Additionally, I apologize for any and all mistakes.

The Southern California sunset kissed your skin, the warmth radiating down to your bones. Pulling off your helmet, you locked it in the top box of your motorcycle before striding across the parking lot toward the Hardeck. A familiar bike was parked a few spots away, the sight of it brought a flurry of emotions. The bar wasn’t yet crowded, and the faint sound of the jukebox poured out into the world as you threw open the front door.

Carefully you pulled the aviators from your face, hanging them by a bow on your bomber jacket. The leather was filled to the brim with patches, each one a physical reminder of the job that consumed your life. Glancing around the sparsely populated bar, it took no time to find the person you were looking for, his focus concentrated on the cell phone in his hand. Closing the distance between you and the older man, you couldn’t help but make yourself known. 

“You struggling to read that phone old man?” 

Maverick’s head snapped up to find the voice that had just spoken to him, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening as a wide smile spread across his face. Standing up to greet you, his strong arms pulled you into a hug before holding you at arm’s length and giving you a once-over. 

“Y/N Kazansky, my God look at you!” 

“Pete Mitchell, how the hell are you? I kinda can’t believe he managed to get you back here. You must’ve royally fucked up this time.” 

Breathing a laugh through his nose, Mav took a moment before responding, “Yeah, well… your father’s very persuasive. And they are called orders for a reason.” 

“That is very true.” 

“Now, here’s the real question, how are you feeling?” Maverick’s green eyes were serious as he captured your hands in his and guided you both down onto seats at the bar. 

“Cleared to fly, so there’s that,” wanting nothing more than avoid this topic, you averted your gaze from his. 

“That’s not what I asked.” 

“Don’t give me that look, Mav. What do you want me to say?” 

“It’s the only one I’ve got, and I want you to answer my question. No bullshit.” 

“I feel fine, Uncle Pete. The Navy says I’m good, so I'm good. Can we please not talk about this right now?” 

“All right, we can do that.” 

“Thank you,” inhaling deeply you sat back on your seat, “I missed you ya know.” 

“Missed you too kid. Can I even call you that anymore?” 

“Only if I can keep calling you ‘old man’ ”

The tension began to fall away allowing for easy conversation to flow. Several minutes passed before someone returned to the bar to take your order, their surprised voice cut directly into the story Pete was telling. 

“Jesus, a Mitchell, and a Kazansky are sitting at my bar. What the hell did I do to deserve this?” 

Looking up, you couldn’t help but smirk at the woman standing before you, “Come on now, Penny. You wound me, when have I ever caused a problem? 

“Oh, it’s not you I’m worried about, it’s that one,” gesturing to Pete with the glass in her hand she continued to speak as she wiped down the countertop “Better judgment seems to disappear when he’s around.” 

“Can’t argue with that,” you and Penny shared a laugh at Maverick’s expense, his scoff audible. 

“Here ya go, Lieutenant,” Penny slid a tall glass of what had always been your favorite beer across the bar, letting it come to rest in front of you. 

“Uhh… thanks, Pen, but can I just get some ice water?” 

“Sure,” her eyebrows knitted together at your request. Penny and Maverick shared a look as she turned to fill up a glass with water. A question was clearly written over her features but now wasn’t the time to discuss it. Knowing this, Mav shook his head ‘no’ nearly imperceptibly. He knew why there had been a change, and that you’d share when and if you were ready. 

“There ya go,” a fresh glass of ice water sat on the counter in front of you now, a slice of lime hanging on the rim as the sides already started to form condensation.

“So, Pete, what are you doing here?” Penny’s eyes narrowed as she assessed him, her gaze leaving no room for escape. 

“I could ask you the same thing.” 

Feeling the shift in conversation you decided this was your moment to exit, there would be plenty of time in the coming weeks to catch up with your godfather, “All right, I’m gonna take this as my sign to go. Have a great night you two. Oh and Penny, don’t be afraid to ring that bell.” 

With your drink in hand, you slipped off the stool and headed toward the pool tables, determined to snag one of the high tops before the rest of the evening rush hit the bar. Golden light continued to melt into the space warming the leather seats closest to the windows. The heat was just enough to be felt through your jeans as you pulled yourself up into the high chair. It’d been a long time since you’d been home in San Diego, and it was nights like this with the perfect temperature and blue sky painted in bold oranges and pinks that made you nostalgic for a time in your life when things were simpler. A time when death seemed like a far-off concept. 

Sipping the cool water, you tried to focus on the roll of the waves against the shore. The rhythm settled your heartbeat with each wash over the sand. Lost in the beauty, you missed the sound of approaching steps, it was only the loud boom of his voice that yanked you from your peaceful daydream.

“Is that Y/N Kazansky? Look here Coyote, it’s a shining example of nepotism in the wild.” turning to look at his friend, he started to speak again before looking back at you, “You cleared to fly yet, Riot? Or did the Navy finally decide to ground your ass for good?” 

“Leave me alone, Seresin.” 

“Oh come on, sweetheart. I’m just askin’ the question we all want to know.”

“Fuck you, Bagman.”

“Oh, don’t be bitter… I’m just speakin’ the truth.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t give a shit,” fully over this interaction, you made to leave, on your way out you heard Hangman’s voice rise over the crowd once more. Yet again, insulting fellow aviators. It seemed to be the only way he knew how to speak. 

“What do we have here? If it ain’t Phoenix. And here I thought we were special, Coyote. Turns out the invite went to anyone.”

Choosing to ignore the conversation unfolding back at the pool table, you continued to make your exit. A quick stop at the bar to drop off your glass and then you were on your way out officially. The warm air flooded around you as your boots hit the gravel. Not wanting to stop, you kept your eyes down focusing solely on the crunch of the stones beneath your feet. You were almost back to your bike when the sound of music blasting from a car radio yanked your attention back up. Your heart stuttered in your chest at the sight before you. 

Frozen in place you watched as Bradley Bradshaw threw his Bronco into park and flung open the door. His Hawaiian shirt fluttered in the wind as he slammed the door behind himself. From a distance, it was easy to stare, to take in the way that time had changed the man you once knew even better than yourself. It was easy to forget for a second just how much had happened, just how broken the pair of you had become.

Not wanting to draw attention to yourself, you waited until Bradley had disappeared inside the building. Satisfied that he wouldn’t be returning anytime soon, you grabbed your helmet and prepared to ride. The engine grumbled life below you, and in a matter of seconds, you powered your way out of the lot. 

The ride home was short, but even so, it flew by in record time. Whether that was due to your speed or lack of concentration... it’d be difficult to know. The light in the kitchen could be seen as you walked up to the front door. Pushing it open, you followed the glow. And there she sat, her face in her hands staring down at the papers on the table. 

“Hey, Mom. Everything okay?” 

Startling, her light brown curls bounced, her hand flying up to clutch her chest, “Oh, Jesus Y/N you scared me. Yeah, everything is fine sweetie. Just some bills.” 

Standing quickly, she pushed back from the table, taking the papers with her. Her slippers scuffed lightly over the wood floor as she busied herself, refolding the towel in front of the oven multiple times before moving to unload the dishwasher. 

“You’re home early. Did you have a nice time with your uncle? How was he?” 

“It was good, yeah. He seemed anxious to be back here, but he’s doin’ good,” your body sagged at the memory of how the evening had actually turned out.  

“Are you sure you’re feeling okay, honey?” 

“I’m fine, just a little tired. Is umm… is dad still up?” 

“No, sweetheart, he went to bed a while ago.” 

“Oh, okay,” taking a pause you let your emotions settle for a second, “I’ll just talk to him later I guess.” 

“You know you can always talk to me, right?” 

“I know, Mom,” pulling her in tight for a hug, you inhaled deeply taking in the smell of her perfume. The floral sweetness enveloped your sense, easing the tension in your shoulders a little, “I love you.”

“Love you too.” 

You let go of the hug first, dropping the hold on your mother, and giving her a kiss on the temple before moving away down the hall to the stairs. The steps were steady under your feet as your hand slid up the banister. One step at a time you reached the landing, and turned left toward the room that had been yours since childhood.

With the door closed firmly, you practically fell down onto the worn mattress. Your back burned with a dull ache, while the throbbing in your left knee and hip pulsed more acutely. The pain had become your constant companion. In the darkness of the unlit room, it was difficult to see beyond tonight, beyond the hurt, beyond the nightmares that sat just out of sight, but you’d made a promise. A promise to keep going. Tomorrow would be a new day, a fresh chance to find your way back to what you’d been before… if that was even a possibility. 

#top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley rooster x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x reader

[symphonickey]

Wake Me Up - Marmello

❀ Daeun killing me with her cuteness ❀

#Marmello #Kim Daeun #Kim Doeun #Daeun #Doeun #my gifs #gifs #edit #my edit #symphonickey #symphonickeyedit #DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO GIF A KEYBOARDIST WITH LITTLE SCREENTIME #IN COMPARISON TO THE OTHERS #SHE WAS MOSTLY IN THE BACK #PLEASE BRING MY DAUGHTER FOWARD #but rocked that cuteness #pls love them #they deserve goodness #Wake Me Up

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: Omg could you please make a part two of an S/O who's stupid good with kids but with Shinsou, tamaki, deku, and aizawa??

This is a lil long bc it was 4 characters! And I kinda changed Aizawa up a little bit so I hope you still like it.

Deku-

• Shit happens

• Shit happens all the time

• This specific incident involved a quirk manifestation and a child.

• You and two had just been walking

• Just chilling out after a rigorous training day

• Then there was screaming and panicking. Your head snapped in its direction, he hadn't fully processed it before you'd taken off

• Some kids quirk had manifested. It seemed pretty severe.

• It looked like some kind of energy quirk, like a force field or something.

• The kid was scared, she was panicking and thrashing from her place in the air

• He stood behind you, surveying the environment to find a solution

• And he almost missed you jumping in until her heard your voice.

"Okay baby, look at me, just look at me and breathe. You'll be okay, Just breathe."

• You were walking towards her, trying to get her to slow her breaths. The more she panicked the worse it would get.

• He stood where he was, he didn't want to overwhelm her, he decided he'd let you take care of it.

• He watched quietly as you breathed with her, again reassuring that'd she'd be just fine.

• And he watched as the field flickered away and the girl fell. His body lurched foward on instinct and he was beyond relieved when he saw that you had caught her.

• He let out a breath as the girl gripped your shirt and sobbed into your shoulder.

• A hand reached up to hold the back of her head

• "it's okay," you murmured and he smiled

• It seemed to come easy to you, nurturing people. It seemed to come easy calming this girl down.

• He turned his attention to reassuring the bystanders that the two of you were okay and that you'd be taking the girl home. They dispersed slowly after his urging for them to leave.

• You were standing now, the girl still in your arms, holding on for dear life.

• Poor thing was still shaking

• "Look," you hummed. "This is my friend, he's going to walk with us to get you home. That okay?"

• Your hand was rubbing her back now and your cheek was pressed against her temple

• Dekus heart fluttered

• God you were beautiful

• And strong

• And just everything he ever wanted

• The small girl nodded, keeping her face hidden, whispering a soft sorry

• "Don't be sorry princess, you didn't do anything wrong." You pressed a kiss to the top of her head and Deku sees the girls grip tighten.

• He has a hand on your lower back during the walk to the girls house, you'd somehow managed to find where it was even with all the crying the girl did

• He watched as you hand the girl over to her mother who profusely thanks you

• Information is traded as she says she wants to make it up to you even after your assurance that it was no trouble at all

• And he's holding your hand again when the two of you leave, going on and on about how well you did in the situation

• He's so proud

Shinsou:

• He realizes just how good with kids you are when he she's you interact with Eri

• I mean everytime the two of you are together its wholesome

• He takes note when Aizawa tries to apologize for her always being with you and you brush it off

• You enjoyed her company and found no problem in it

• Shinsou tucked that piece away for later

• The girl adored you, genuinely

• And you stopped at nothing to make sure she was okay

• She'd spend a lot of time in the 1-A dorms with you, just as he would.

• If she said she was hungry, you'd be up to make her food in no time

• If she cried, you'd have her on your lap, wiping the tears from her cheeks as you assured her it was okay

• and he'd watch, soft smile gracing his lips

• She'd spent the night with you on more than one occasion

• Nightmares were prominent with Eri

• Staying with you seemed to help that

• He'd sit beside you as you braided her hair

• He'd listen to her ramble to you and he'd watch you nod and hum in response

• He'll lay on one side of you and Eri will lay on the other side, curled into your side as she watches whatever disney movie she picked

• and his heart will swell when the two of you sing along to the songs

• When Eries feeling down, she comes to you for comfort

• You'll tell her how beautiful she is

• He'll watch you hold her to your chest and rub her back

• He watches you play with her hair, kiss her cheeks, telling her how amazing she is

• How you're lucky to have her with you

• He'll watch as she falls asleep in your arms, content

• And it always makes him realizes just how lucky he is to be with you

• How lucky he is to have /you/

• How lucky Eri is to have you

• I mean this man fr fr in love w you

• This one time, you and shinsou had fallen asleep watching a movie, it was about 3am when there was a small knock on the door

• You get up to answer it and Shinsou wakes up to you getting up

• Sure enough its Eri, she's sniffling and holding her stuffed animal

• And immediately your kneeling in front of her wiping her cheeks

• "Baby what's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare...I didn't want to wake mr. Aizawa up. I didn't want to make him mad..."

"Oh honey," you kiss her nose and pick her up, rubbing her back in response to her small whine. "You want some tea? Then you can stay with me for the night? We can tell Mr. Aizawa in the morning, he won't get mad."

She nods, laying her head on your shoulder. "Hi Shinsou," she waves weakly. "I'm sorry for waking you up too."

"Hi Eri," and he gets up too, walking over and running a hand through her hair. "It's okay, you're safe here. We won't let anything happen to you."

She nods again

He follows the two of you down the hallway and to the kitchen

Mina, Kaminari, and Sero are still up on the couch. He snickers as you glare at them.

"You guys should be asleep. Get out."

Mina groans and Sero grins knowingly, pulling the other two out.

• I mean shinous heart is melting rn

• you're like totally momming out

• You've got Eri in one arm, humming by her ear as you turned the stove on to get a kettle boiling

• You're swaying gently, readjusting her so she's in the center of your chest

• you run a hand through her hair and she smiles

• And Shinsou swears he could die right there

• Just looking at you interacting with the kid he considers a little sister is enough to kill him fr fr

• His poor heart can't take much more

• Eri lifts her little hands up to cup your cheeks. "You're not going to leave right?"

"Never ever," you smiled, touching your nose to hers.

Then she looked at Shinsou and this man about passed out. "Never." He puts a hand on her head. "We'll always be here,"

• The tea is made, the three of you drink it at the table, bent on getting Eris mind off her nightmare

• And then you carry her upstairs again and down the hall into your bedroom.

• the three of you settle down and you out on a movie (volume low of course) that she can fall asleep too and it's not long before she's out, pressed into your side.

• Shinsou smiles and kisses your temple. "I love you, you know,"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I love you too. Now stop being a sap, its gross." You stick your tongue out and he let's out a low chuckle.

"You're good with her."

"I want her to be happy," you mumble. "She deserves that at least. And if the world doesnt have anyone else doing it, then I'll do it."

He kisses your temple again. "I know."

• Ever since Eri came to live in the dorms, you've gotten up earlier, mostly to make the girl breakfast

• The whole class realizes it, sometimes they'll try to steal some but you'll obliterate them for trying

• You've always got Eri in some proximity to you when you're cooking. Usually she'll watch

• Shinsou finds himself sneaking into the 1A dorms in the mornings (much to his classes distaste) but how could he not?

Aizawa-

• He realizes that you talk a lot of shit about how much you 'hate kids' but when it comes to them, you're always doing your best to make sure they're comfortable and happy

• Its another pro hero moment

• His class is attacked and you happen to be there and this man watches you go FERAL protecting these fucking teenagers and his heart swells and he'd filled with so much fucking pride

• The dumbass villain who fuckin tried is now on the ground in front of you completely beat to a pulp

• Poor guy had no chance

• As soon as you knew he was out your attention had turned to the kids behind you

• You checked for injuries, concussions, made sure they felt okay

• Mina looks like she's on the verge of tears, deadass hits you with 'can you be my mom?????'

• Kaminari and Sero are nodding in agreement. 'Pls'

• He tried to tease you about it

• "Shouta I'll knock your ass out too, shut your fucking mouth,"

• 'Reluctantly' becomes class mom

• Deadass

• You find yourself bringing snacks or making them something and Shouta brings it in 🤢

• Ur like oh god ew

• 'Shouta take this shit in for ur fuckin kids'

'You mean OUR kids'

• That was instance one

• Happens again but this time in the city during a robbery with smaller kids, much smaller

• And you don't waste a second, you're by their side

• Checking to make sure none if them are physically hurt

• So then you work on calming them down, telling them to breathe and just look at you

• Gently rubbing they're cheeks and keeping them close to you

• Shoutas 🥺

• Midnights 🥺

• Hizashis 🥺

• "M scared-"

"I know baby, but its gonna be okay. We won't let anything happen, okay?"

• And you carry these little fuckers out

• Ones on your back

• You've got one on each hip

• And another sitting on your shoulders

• Aizawa see's right through you

• "So...you say you don't like kids??"

"Hizashi I will LITERALLY hang you by your underwear, get away from me."

• God one time he see's you singing to this kid who's panicking and he deadass thinks he's gonna cry bc you're so precious

• And then Eri comes into the picture and you dont even pretend to hate kids anymore

• This child becomes your daughter

• And he's v happy about it because he wasn't one to really think about having kids

• But he's not gonna let Eri go, she's been through to much

• Not to mention practically adopting shinsou

• He's glad you're doing well with them

• They've seen your soft sides, much to your distaste, but they dont know that

• speaking of shinsou

• You do lowkey mom him

• Not to a super extent

• You're more like the cool aunt w mom tendencies

• But they're both happy to have some consistencies

• Shinsou knows that he's always welcome to come talk to you (and Aizawa but you know sometimes shit pops up that he's not particularly comfy w and you seem to be good at that)

• And he does

• Aizawa has accidently overheard his fair share of conversations between you two

• It always makes him happy that you all connect on that level

• I mean he wouldn't mind having a biological child

• But he's content with the family dynamic they have rn

• as much as you deny it you'd be a great mother

Tamaki:

• Tamaki isn't /bad/ w kids but he's not super great with them either

• Anxiety do be a bitch

• You always seem to ease up around kids

• He likes to watch

• Kids just seem to gravitate towards you, regardless of where you are, genuinely

• At the park? Oh boy he's ready to watch you interact with the kiddos

• Restaurant? Oh yeah, he's ready for some 5 year old to waddle up and talk.

• But in particularly rough situations, he's always super impressed. You seem to do WONDERS to calm kids down.

• The other pro heros could never.

• Endeavor? No.

• All might? Who she?

• No baby, it's all you.

• Anyway, one time, yall were out on a date.

• Y'all were f i s h i n g

• Aka you had been itching to go outside and decide to teach Amijiki to fish and he agreed bc why not

• So there you are, outside in the hot sun, in a crop top and shorts on a dock

• He's about 6 feet away, still talking distance, but far enough so your lines wouldn't get tangled

• He's not having a bad time at all, he's trying to ignore anyone else that might be there

• bc he wants to be w you and is tired of his anxiety getting in the way

• anyway, he almost misses the little girl that walks up.

• He looks over and she looks like she's gonna cry.

• She prolly has anxiety too tbh

• "Um...can-can you help me?"

• you look down and smile, "yes ma'am, what can I do for you?"

She held up her own small rod. "I uh...I lost my hook and I forgot how my dad tied everything on.."

"Want me to show you?"

"Yes please," her gaze flickered down.

"Okay first things first, do you have sun screen and water?"

She shook her head.

• So before you do anything, he watches you spray sunscreen on the little girl and give her a water bottle, which she only takes after you reassure that it's okay for her to have

• Then you call him over

"Amajiki, baby come here so I can show you how to do it too."

And he listens, reeling his line in and sitting next to you

"This is Amajiki, he's my friend okay? I'm teaching him how to fish too."

• The girl seems to relax at that and you get to work

• But he's not paying attention to what you're actually doing

• He's watching you

• You've got a bright smile on, your voice is soft as you show her the steps

• And once you get done tying the swivel on and putting a hook on, you hand her a worm

"Go on, bait it,"

• The girl does so with a small comfortable smile

• His heart melts

• You're just so damn good with them like you're literally a goddess already

• And this just makes it better

• You show her how to cast right and then she's all set

• She ends up sitting with you two for a little over an hour

• Then she waves goodbye and bounds off

• Amajiki kisses your nose gently. "You're so cool, bunny."

"You big sap, she told me you were her favorite hero. Did you zone out or something."

"Yeah," his face flushed. "I did."

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[idjitlili]

Dildo Gaggins

Thorin x reader

Warning: periods

Summary: being apart of the company , and forcing them to stop, but not telling them why.

Word count:2085

You had joined the company due to Gandalf pretty much forcing you to, you parents were kidnapped by orcs when you was a preteen. So not very long ago , being only 18, you had lived on the road eating berries and such. That was until Gandalf had found you and raised you, he was like your adopted father.

You were guilty for wanting revenge on all orcs, they had taken your childhood away from you by slaying your parents. You weren’t going to let that go easily.Anyways you joined the company , Thorin was livid by the idea of a women human no less joining his company. Gandalf pretty much told him to fuck off, and that you were coming along know what matter what he said.

Anyways once you met Bilbo you were quick to befriend him, comforting him by cleaning that wooden thing kili wipes his boots on. Getting the mud out the rugs and such he was very much grateful for your help.

You had been on your hands knees scrubbing at the rug , which one of the dwarves had spilled wine on it. You had a bowl of water and a rag with soap , you had been working at this stain no longer before someone had shouted a comment at you.

“Miss y/n , you should get on your hands an knees more often..” you had looked up to see one of thorins nephews , kili starring down at your arse. You scoffed at him , pulling your long button up shirt over your behind. Fili along with some other dwarves such as bofur had laughed. Unknowingly to you Thorin had eyes your butt too, but sent angry looks to his nephew, for speaking to a women in such a way.

“My daughter isn’t some toy, Prince Kili, next time you will be a worm, Mark my words.” Gandalf has shouted pulling him by the ear away from you.

“She’s your daughter ,mister gandalf?” Balin , Dwalins older brother had questioned, once Gandalf had let go of kilis ear. You now sat up onto your calves , the rag on your thigh. “No, he has raised me since I was 11, my parents were kidnapped, by orcs probably eaten.” You spoke calmly, Balin felt guilty for bringing it up, other looked at you with sincere faces.

“Gandalf might aswell be my father.” You spoke smiling up at Gandalf who did the same, you stood up bringing the bowl and rag to the kitchen. Bilbo had followed you as you poured the water away. He looked at you curiously ,”so you are going with this company?” He had questioned you , eyeing you for a response.

“Even if I didn’t want to go, I would be stuck at home and b e bored to death. An adventure sounds great actually doing something significant in middle earth.” You spoke with meaning, you didn’t want to be a nobody and you would get to meet elves and other humans. Maybe you could meet someone.

The little hobbit smiled up you “you have a kind heart Miss y/n “

“Just y/n. I think we are going to be good friends mister baggins.”

“Me too..y/n.” You leans down and ruffled the hobbits hair , playfully.

That was a months ago now, you now and the rest of the company except Gandalf who left at the edge of Mirkwood, were deep in Mirkwood forest. You were walking along side Bilbo , you suspected that you lot would get lost. You were feeling great until a huge cramp hurt you like the waves of the ocean. You groaned clutching your stomach for a second, losing your breath slightly. Bilbo looks up at you in concern ,”are you okay y/n?” He questioned you , before you could speak you felt liquid in your pants. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be back.” You speak quickly , running towards Thorin who led the group.

Thorin had gained trust for Bilbo , apologised for in judging him, he still didn’t like that you were apart of the company. sometimes he would get mad when you accidentally did something, yet when they had been captured by the trolls he’s had made sure they had not got a hold of you, knowing they were vile and would do horrible things to you.

Thorin heard you approach him , turning his face slightly to look at you , then turning back to ahead of him in seconds.

You walked with him , until you catches your breath from running, “Thorin please can we stop , not even for two minutes it’s an emergency.” You pleaded , “we will stop once we are out of this place.” You knew he wouldn’t listen , there was no point even trying. You scoffed “fine.” you spoke angerily , before running ahead and going deep into the forest so no one could see you.

Unknowingly to you Thorin had made the company fasten their pace with him , to catch up, Bilbo angrily shouted at Thorin , whole kili and Fili asked where you had gone. Thorin had told the company to stay there while he went into off the path looking for you. At this point you were strapping bunches of cotton to yourself, to stop you bleeding through your pants. You were pulling up your pants when Thorin had found you.

You had gasped when you had seen Thorin , him in shock to see you pulling your trousers up from your knees. “Why did you follow me?” You spoke angrily , walking past him , leafs crunching under your feet as you watched back to path.

He stomped after you,” you cannot just run off like that to urinate .” He shouted towards you, you turned to him shoving him backwards. “I wasn’t going to the bathroom, it’s none of your business.” He scoffed at you “it is my business , when I am supposed to protect you , and I can’t do that when I can’t see you .” His eyes shining slightly , yet still harsh.

“I’m sorry I just didn’t want to bleed through my pants infront of 13 dwarves.” His eyes softened at your words , before you know it he has embraced you into a hug , you wrap your arms around his waist , as his arms around your shoulders. “W-what ar-“ before you can even finish question, you and Thorin are attacked by spiders. Thorin tried to fight them off but before you know it you are wrapped into cocoon with Thorin.

Now Thorins arms are around your waist while your hands against his chest. Heavy breathing waiting for death, that was until the cocoon landed on the ground. Allowing Thorin to rip it open, for you to jump up avoiding the pain in your stomach, lending a hand for Thorin. You heard that men didn’t really know of periods ,you figured that Thorin must of dealt with his sister when she had them.

Once you were able to take in your surroundings, you see the other dwarves getting out of cocoons , and their were spiders coming in on you all. Soon enough you all are fighting off these giant monsters. That is when more come only for them to be killed instantly by elves.

The elves search you all, this blond one searches you , yet he gets down to remove the knife from the holster. He stands up with the knife passing it to an elf. He looks at you frowning . “ you are injured.” He spoke with a monotone. You look at him confused before your eyes widen, elves must be able to smell very well. “...uh no I am not.” He shakes his head ,” you are bleeding.” Thorin groans angrily at the elf.

“Yeah..but It’s not an injury..uh mister elf. It b-becau-“ you are interrupted when a female elf with ginger hair whispers to the blond elf, his face flashes red in embarrassment. “I am sorry miss.”

And that was it , you all were brought to Mirkwood , all the dwarves were put in cells except Thorin and you (you were human but whatever) who were brought to the king, he looked like a narcissist.

Thorin insulted Thranduil , The king , when he offered a deal for our freedom for some hens. Thorin rejected in spite of Thranduil not helping his people when they needed so he wasnt going to help him in anyway.

“And why are is a women travelling with dwarves?” He had spat the word dwarves with disgust as he had circled you , to make himself superior to you. When you obviously thought he was anyways , god he was king.

“Uh.. because I want to sir.” You looked at the floor, he made you feel quite uncomfortable, he laughed in response.

“Ah, I see , you are their toy.” He smirked, you gasped at his words , you face flashed with anger.

“I see the way you must treat women , you disgust me. You probably do it because you are jealous.” You walked fowarded to him glaring before you continued “you know because you already dress like one, if your voice was an higher then I would’ve mistaked you for a women..” his face slightly twitching in anger you walk closer smirking. “Maybe the main reason is because you lack down there or maybe because daddy Di-“ you are interrupted by a slap in the face, Thorin is about to leap forward for Thranduil, but the guards grab ahold of him , but you slip past the other guards grips. You lung forward smashing your knuckles into his face, making him bleed. He quickly gets the guards to take you both to the cells.

You are both thrown into the same cell, he grabs you stopping you land on the floor, You smile at him lightly.

One of the dwarves asks what happened , he says something in dwarvish an insult probably, and then tells him what you had done, the others cheer. You slide down onto the floor , Thorin doing the same shortly after directly next to you. You had forgotten about the pain but now it hit you like horse. Distractions such as trying not to die , take your mind off cramps. You clutch your stomach.

Thorin eyes you gestures, “are you cold?” You look up at him, “I’ll be fine Thorin.” Yet he doesn’t believe you , he places one arm under Under your knees the other on your back, picking you up placing you in his lap. Your mouth is struck open in shock, as he wraps his arms around your stomach, you Lean back into his chest.

“Elves suck, that princess literally sniffed my vagina.” You groan at the fact you just said that to a king. He chuckles “I’m not surprised,he probably wanted you to be his prince to his princess.” He speaks into your neck, his breath tickling your neck.

“Damn I doubt anyone would want me, have you seen me.” You laugh sarcastically, “it will never happen” your eyes water, as a child you were cute you were asked out many times but you rejected them all because you were frightened, until you were 15 and fell in love with a boy that ended up breaking your heart and you didn’t even date! It made you feel ugly and more insecure then you had even been.

“I think you very much mistaken. I know someone thinks you are the most beautiful woman he has ever met, I have seen plenty of those dwarves eye you up.” His thumb thst lay against your hip went under your shirt to stroke your bare skin.

“Oh..what who?” You are surprised, Thorin had never spoke to you in such a way he had always been blunt with you , or avoided you, now you lay against him in his arms. He presses his lip to you cheek before whispering in your ear “me.” You gasp at his answer, you turn on his lap(careful you don’t want boner city..)

“Really?” You ask looking into his eyes, he nods, you quickly press your lips to his before pulling away, smiling widely.

You lean back in his lap after he asks you to court him , in which you agreed , he braids your hair before Bilbo opens the door. He gasps, at your position.

You get up Thorin, pulling him up,

“Oh shit sorry if I got blood on you Thorin.”

“You didn’t.”

“Oh hello dildo Gaggins.”

#the hobbit imagine #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit x you #thorin fic #thorin imagine #thorin x you #thorin x reader #thorin oakenshield

[mexicanbabe1997]

Maria's Real Story (A deep dark secret)

Maria was borned as a girl who lived with a happy family, had a comfortable life and was loved by her parents. She had an older sister named Dana, who was brave and extrovert and even though was different to her in many things she still protected her. Maria was happy and loved them very much... But unknown to them, non of this would last any longer.

One day when the family was preparing to go on a vacation, they went to the train station to wait for their train that would take them to the beach.

Dana (who was 15 years old at the time) along with her mother went to the bathrooms while the father was in charge of looking after Maria (who was 7 years old). She was reading a book when suddenly a gust of wind took off the hat that her mother had given to her, Maria chased after it when it landed on the train's rails, the little girl tried to get it but couldn't reach it, so she made a dangerous/dumb mistake: she went on the train's rails and grabbed the hat. Unfortunately, the train that was arriving at the station didn't seem to noticed her, and... it ran over her, ending with her life.

The family (mainly the father) was extremelly heartbroken and devastated by that. After the funeral, the family started to sink: The mother became an alcoholic, the sister started to become a rebel and behave badly and the father became obsessed with the idea of ​​bringing her back. A few days he learned about a criminal organization known as "Lab Rat Corp.", which was dedicated in doing genetic experiments and even illegal ones, mainly with rodents. He searched and once he found and convinced them they finally agreed to clone his daughter, promising to make her even more better and improved, in exchange for creating a new perfect life form (and I am not talking about Shadow).

The father started to work for the company and gave his daughter's DNA to them.

A few months later, the genetic experiment succeded and a new Maria was finally created. The father was so happy to have his daughter back, but from that moment on, he then decided to keep her hidden from the world in order for her to be safe.

She was raised on the base by her father, who home-schooled her and made sure she was always safe. But while he cared for Maria he was absent and completely ignorant of his other daughter Dana (the older sister), who ran away from home after having a fight with him. Living basically like a hamster in a cage, Maria was educated and trained with her powers that the scientists gave to her to become more powerful over time. The father was strict and overprotective with her because ever since that accident he didn't wanted something horrible to happen to her just like the original, so he limited her interactions with the outside world because he didn't wanted her to get away from him so soonly and he wanted to prepare her as well. But all of this along with living in a closed environment only made her more socially awkward and timid then her original self, but one thing that didn't changed about her was her curiosity.

As time passed by, Maria began to develop and started to discover new things because in addition to her electric powers, she discovered that she could also become small like a real-life mouse, but she also began to realize that her lifestyle was somewhat strange and unusual, everytime she tried to ask her father about it he just ignored her questions.

One day, she began to search around the base while her father wasn't around. She was getting impatient and wanted the answers to her strange life, and if her father wouldn't tell her about it then she would have to find it for herself. Soon after a while she arrived to a room full of archives, and that's when she discovered the true purposes of the company and that she was one of their creation. Maria was shocked by all of this and was about to go look for her father to interrogate him. But at that moment, the alarm of the base started to sound because there was a breakout of some very dangerous experiments which rebel themselves against the company and that they managed to escape, in the process they began to destroy the base and several scientists were killed.

Maria came across one of these experiments and tried to do something to stop them by using her powers, but it was useless and they took her as an hostage. Luckily, her father who was nearby, grabbed a gun and shooted the experiment with it, freeing his daughter. After that he took her to somewhere that would be safe. In the base, there was a big bunker when things would get dangerous for the people in there but only a few knew about it, so the father decided to put his daughter in there. Maria demanded her father to let her know what was exactly happening, but then he silenced her by injecting her in the neck with a needle full with a potent sedative. Then the father left her there, uncounscious.

"Sorry, Maria... But this is for your own safety" he whispered to himself, feeling guilty for not only leaving his daughter there but for all the bad things he had done to his family and others.

And then the base exploded...

A few years later, Maria woke up from her coma state but couldn't remember anything that had happened. The sedative that her father injected her contained some kind of amnesiac substance, which made her forget a few things like the place she was in or how did she get there in the first place. And how did she remembered her name? Well, she found the photo of her father with her family (with her original her) in a portrait laying on one of the places around the base. The little girl that was in the picture (her) seemed familiar but couldn't place it, a letter was sticking behind the photo. Maria took it in her hands and it said:

"To my dear daughter:

I'm sorry I wasn't the best father in the world. I know what I did is bad (especially what I did to my other daughter), but I want you to keep going without me and moving foward. I hope you have the best of luck out there! I will always love you like your mother and sister... Be brave, be happy, be who you wanna be!

P.S: If you find your sister, please tell her that I am sorry for having abandoned her and that I always loved her. Sorry to you both...

Goodbye, Maria"

When she was about to leave the base, she stopped by a glass mirror and realized that she was nude! She looked around for some clothes to put on and found an old, burnt and worn out (but still wearable) lab coat. When she inspected herself closer to the mirror, she could tell that the little mouse girl in the picture looked a lot like her, so that's how Maria remembered her name. After that she left the building which was destroyed by the explosion.

And now she is travelling around Mobius, trying to recognize who she really is and to discover her true purpose, having a new life ahead and a whole new world to explore.

The End

#sonic oc #sonic fan character #sth #sonic #sonic fc #mouse #maria the mouse #Tragedy #Comfort

[sailorshadzter]

in the darkness i was afraid, until i saw your light.

again, this is entirely because of @amymel86 & @orangeflavoryawp

you guys can expect a chapter two at SOME POINT lol

anyways here is a Jonsa au set where Rhaegar lives and Jon lives as the heir to the Iron Throne. 

i like to think of this jon as brooding & moody, prone to outbursts, but sansa will both calm him & push him in ways no one has ever pushed him before. dont ask me about a future plot because I DONT KNOW except i want them to angrily make out asap lmao 

OK HERE YOU GO. i hope you guys all enjoy! 

"We're going South."

Every face in the room swivels upwards, surprise written on every face that stares back at him. Ned Stark clears his throat, casting a quick glance to his lady wife who has already heard these words but a few days prior. "To King's Landing?" Robb, his oldest boy asks, his dark hair the only sign of his Stark lineage. Like all of his children, save for Arya, he looks more Tully than Stark, but he is as proud of them as only a father could be. "All of us?"

This is when Ned shakes his head, turning his eyes to his first born child, his son that will someday take over his role as Warden in the North. "Nay, not all of us." He turns towards his two daughters then, settled into their respective places across from one another. Sansa, his second born and oldest of his girls, stares back at him with her wide, Tully blue eyes. She is a young woman of seventeen, grown tall like a willow tree, with ivory features far too beautiful for the world in which they live. Arya is every bit different than her older sister, wild, like the wolves in the forest; she wears no gowns, she runs with the boys and swings a sword as well as the best man in Winterfell. He is as fiercely proud of her as he is Sansa, as he is all of his children. "Just Sansa," he says after a moment, turning his gaze to his oldest daughter, who's eyes widen with her surprise.

"Me?" She questions, a perfectly sculpted brow shooting upwards. "Why, father?"

Ned smiles, a smile which his three sons have been bestowed with, and nods. "I have heard word from Rhaegar Targaryen." Though he once fought against the Targaryen rule, Ned offered fealty to the new King of the Seven Kingdoms twenty something years ago when Lyanna begged it of him. His beloved little sister who died giving birth to her only child, a son that lives in King's Landing as the heir to Rhaegar's rule. "He finds it is high time that his son and heir marries." Something like recognition ripples across his daughter's face and she squares her shoulders with this new knowledge that rocks her. "He has proposed a bethrothal between Sansa and Aegon."

From where she sits, Sansa is silent, though her mind is a whirlwind of thoughts. Marriage, she thinks, to Aegon Targaryen? She has always known she would marry eventually, but she thought perhaps to Theon Greyjoy, heir to the Iron Islands, or perhaps even a Dornish prince, not the heir to the Seven Kingdoms. Though she believes in stories of love, stories of handsome, brave knights, she knows her duty is to her family. She will do as she's bid, of course, even if there was a part of her that has always longed to marry a man for love and little else. "Does the thought of becoming queen not please you, daughter?" Sansa blinks, realizing only then that her father has spoken to her. Rather than speak against him, she puts on a brave face, I am a Stark, so I can be brave, she thinks as she smiles radiantly for her father. And then she speaks:

"It pleases me, father."

[ x x x ]

King's Landing is nothing like the North.

Though, she supposes she should have known that already, she's surprised all the same. In the weeks leading up to their departure, her mother had ensured she was well prepared for both the journey and the meetings she would endure upon arrival. Everything else... Sansa knew. She knows to curtsy, to smile prettily. She knows how to play the high bells and even the harp, her voice soft and sweet enough to make even the roughest of men smile. Sansa knows how to please men in a court, she knows how to be a lady, she's been one since three.

But nothing in the world could truly prepare her for the man she is about to meet in the crown prince, Aegon Targaryen.

"This way," the man leading them speaks, bringing her from her thoughts. The touch of a hand to her elbow is her father's and she sucks in a breath, holding her head high as they face a set of double doors that lead them into the throne room. It is empty, thankfully, aside from the man that sits upon his throne and the younger man that stands just behind him, lurking as if he wishes to be anywhere else. Together, she and her father approach the dais, though he is the one to step all the way forward, bowing low to the King that sits before them.

"Welcome to King's Landing, Lord Stark." Rhaegar Targaryen speaks in a voice that is deeper than she anticipated, his silvery locks tied back with a sapphire ribbon that matches the doublet he wears. "I trust your journey went well." The king smiles but something tells Sansa it is not the most sincere of smiles.

"Aye, your grace, it did. King's Road is easy to travel at this time of the year." Ned replies, offering a smile of his own. Regardless of his feelings inside, this man was his king and if he were to truly leave his daughter in his keep, then he would have to play nice.

"Is this your daughter?" Rhaegar asks, his violet eyes suddenly falling upon the girl that stands behind Ned. "She is a beauty." He compliments, smiling for her. "Come closer, child. Let me look at you properly." He encourages and with the touch of her father's hand, she steps ahead of him and sinks into a low curtsy.

From where he stands, Jon watches the girl come forward; though his face did not betray his inner thoughts, he's mesmerized by the sight of her. Hair like the color of a sunset, crimson yet gold, a fiery twist that leaves him breathless. She's dressed in a gown of the lightest shade of blue, it's sweeping sleeves embroidered with the famed winter roses of Winterfell. It's a modest cut gown, quite unlike those worn in King's Landing, though he finds he likes it more for that reason alone. Her gaze flicks from his father to him and their eyes meet, suspending time around him. "Rise up child. Aegon, stop being so rude. Come greet our lovely guest." Rhaegar speaks and Jon stumbles, having forgotten there was even anyone else in the room besides her. Clearing his throat, Jon does as he's bid, stepping foward so he might bow to the young woman and her father below him. "You must excuse my son, Ned you would think he to be yours, with how brooding and moody he is."

Ned lets out a chuckle, though he knows what Rhaegar says is true. There is not a single trace of Targaryen in the boy, he is Stark through and through. He is Lyanna's son, looking more like Ned's own child than nephew. "He is like his mother in that." Ned says, which brings a small smile to the king's lips; he knows as well as anyone that his only living son is more like his mother than him. He is like Ned, in that fact, for Rhaegar has heard the rumors that all of his children but one favor their mother rather than him. "My youngest daughter, Arya, she is so like Lyanna you might think her to be hers, not mine." The men share a smile, mutual love for the long dead Lyanna Stark perhaps the only thing they truly have in common.

[ x x x ]

When she wakes in the morning, it's from a dream of wolves and laughter.

Though the images fade as she rises up from the bed, she cannot shake the strange sensation of familiarity from her mind. A maid comes in and helps her dress- the woman curtsies and speaks with her as the servants spoke to her own mother in Winterfell. Something felt strange about that, to be spoken to like a true lady, like something more than the daughter of a noble lord.

When she's dressed for the day and her hair plaited into braids, she slips from her rooms, intent on exploring the palace that's to become her home. Or so her father says. A sigh escapes her and she pushes thoughts of marriage and the future from her mind, rather she focuses upon her new surroundings. The Red Keep is noisy even so early in the morning, bustling about with servants and courtiers alike. Rhaegar Targaryen keeps a full court, though there is no queen to keep it orderly or enforce any sort of etiquette, so some say it feels more like a town brothel then a royal palace.

She takes her leave of the corridors and she steps out into the morning sunshine; it's far warmer here than in the North, even in summer. Her gown, though made more in a Southern fashion, still feels far too heavy for the heat. Now she understands why the women in King's Landing dress in silks and lawns and fine lace. Her footsteps lead her down stone steps and into a garden that stops her in her tracks. It's full of fresh, sweet smelling blooms in dozens of colors, dozens of styles. In fact, she's never before seen such a wide array of flowers and for a moment all she can do is swivel her gaze from left to right, taking in the sights all around her.

But then she's on the move, making her way to the first bush that grows flowers in the softest shade of pink. When she leans in, it's so she can inhale their sweet, but subtle scent, a smile spreading across her face as she makes her way to the next bush and then even another one after that. In the distance, she can hear the sound of a fountain running and she decides that once she sees this final shrub she approaches, she might take a walk towards it instead. And so she leans over the bush that's littered with tiny white flowers, their scent surprisingly strong for flowers so small.

From where he stands, Jon can't help but to watch her.

She's dressed in a gown of pale green, one which compliments her in a way that threatens to steal the very breath from his lungs. It is a gown of material unlike what they wear in King's Landing and he imagines her to be quite warm in it, despite the skin she dares expose. Unlike yesterday's blue gown, this one shows off her long, slender arms and when she turns her back to him, he can see it cuts low upon her back. Though he would very much enjoy watching her from afar, Jon finds his feet lead him in her direction, unable to help but wish to speak to her. And so... He does.

"They are nothing like the blue roses of Winterfell, eh?"

Jumping at the sound of the voice, Sansa spins around and finds herself face to face with the prince, who's Stark colored eyes are meeting hers without hesitation. "Prince Aegon," she greets softly, dipping him the appropriate curtsy for a man of his rank.

"I prefer to be called Jon," he snaps, wishing he could push away the thoughts of her beauty. He's thought of little else since meeting her only the evening before. "I mean... My father is the only one who calls me Aegon." He clarifies when she flinches as if struck, so he's softer this time, feeling somewhat remorseful for his sharp tone. "I have heard the roses bloom even in the winter." She's raising up from her curtsy and her blue-eyed stare is intense, so much so that for a moment he must cast his own gaze skyward.

"They do," she speaks softly, in a voice that reminds him of honey, sweet and slow. Her Northern accent is not so pronounced, not like her father's, and he attributes that to her strict, noble upbringing. He returns his eyes to her and finds she's smiling, her head tilting ever so slightly, which sends her red hair cascading across a shoulder. Yet again, he's stricken by the sight of it, wishing for a moment that he might reach out and touch it. He longs to know what it feels like against his fingertips. "My father says that even in the coldest of winters they've bloomed." She's smiling faintly, turning from him to reach out, gingerly brushing her fingers along the white petals of the blooms they stand before.

"They were my mother's favorite flowers." The prince speaks and Sansa turns back to face him, blue eyes sympathetic in their gaze. "Or so I've been told."

Sansa smiles, nodding her head. "They were," she confirms, thinking of the stories and memories her father has shared with her over the years. "My father says my younger sister Arya is quite like her, though only Arya is bold enough to refuse to wear gowns." Jon laughs at her words and she's surprised at how the sound warms her, fills her with a strange sense of happiness she can't really explain. "You look like her," she goes on, pinning him with those eyes of hers as she takes a single step closer. "You look like Arya and so you must look like your mother." It was true, there was not an ounce of Targaryen in him, though Jon could not say because up until these last two days, he's seen very little of his Stark family. Ned Stark made the rarest of trips South and Jon couldn't even remember the last time he'd seen his uncle in King's Landing.

For some reason though, hearing Sansa say such a thing brings a happiness to him that he's never felt before. "Would you like to see the fountain?" He asks, rather than thanking her for her words, trying his best to play his role as well as she. Jon isn't stupid and he knows his father plans to see the two of them wed- though he's always thought to marry a woman for love someday when he was king himself, he knows he must do as his father bids. Just as she does. "It is one of the best spots in all of King's Landing." The truth was... He spent quite a bit of time out there in the gardens, one of the only places he could find a moment to himself.

"That's where I thought to go next," she admits with a nod, falling into step beside him as they make their way down the path towards the center of the garden. "Wow," she murmurs as they approach the great stone fountain, it's height towering over the both of them. Water sparkles in the pool beneath and Jon watches as she leans over the edge to dip her ivory hand into the cool water, a smile curving on her rosy lips. Yet again, he finds himself enthralled by the sight of her, even more so in the bright summer sunlight. The South agrees with her, that is for certain. "It's beautiful," she says, straightening her spine and turning back to face the prince that stands beside her.

"It is..." Jon agrees, softly, unable to stop the words before they slip from his lips. As if she understands, her cheeks turn red as the roses that grow behind them and she turns away, staring up at the fountain as if it truly is the most interesting thing in the world around them. "I hope you enjoy your time here in King's Landing," he speaks finally, the only words he can bring himself to say in the aftermath of the ones from before. She turns to him then, blue eyes widening ever so slightly. But then she smiles a dazzling smile, a radiant sort of smile that sends shivers down his spine. For a single moment, he sees the future, one of gold crowns and howling wolves. One that is happy, despite it all.

"I think I might," she says after a moment and then Jon is smiling, too.

[ x x x ]

When she wakes the following morning, it is to a new handmaiden who is quick to smile at her lady, her brown eyes kind in her face. "Good morning, my lady," the woman says, turning from where she lays out Sansa's gown for that day. "My name is Shae," she continues, coming closer to the bed where Sansa now sits up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "The prince bid me to attend to you, if it pleases you." Sansa blinks, perhaps surprised, but she can't help but feel the draw to the woman. Shae has a face of someone she can trust, someone who would look out for her. She can't say how she knows, but Sansa knows Shae will be far more than just a handmaiden to her. "Ah, he also sent a gift," Shae says, reaching for what Sansa sees is a bolt of fabric in a beautiful shade of gray, a quality silk that she's never set her hands upon in all of her life.

For a moment, she's speechless.

Running her hands along the soft fabric, she sucks in a breath, already able to imagine the beautiful dress that she could make with such a fabric. She squeezes it against her chest, eyes closing as she reminds herself that this is in fact, real life. "Will you... Will you send him word of my thanks?" She asks her maiden, raising her gaze to meet Shae's as she slips from the bed, the bolt of silk still clutched to her chest. Shae is smiling when she nods, turning from her lady to do as she's been asked, wondering if the young woman knew what sort of face she wore when speaking of the prince. She can't help but to wonder what the brooding prince would say if he knew how soft and sweet his future bride looked when thinking of him.

Left alone in her chamber, Sansa gently sets the fabric aside and moves to the window that overlooks the city of King's Landing. Along the horizon, the sunrise is streaks of pink and red against the blue backdrop, though she notes it is not unlike the sunrise she's used to in the North. Perhaps... Living in the South would not be so bad.

Down in his own chamber, two floors beneath hers, Jon too stands at the window.

He watches the same sunrise as she, though fully dressed and prepared to escape the confines of his rooms. All night long he had dreamed of red hair and pale moonlight, of blood red leaves and bright blue eyes. Now that he's awake, Jon finds himself longing to be near her again, to talk to her, to feel the soft touch of her hand against his. He recalls his thoughts of only a few days prior, determined to hate yet another of the potential brides paraded before him. But there was something... Something far different about Sansa Stark that he couldn't quite understand.

But he wants to, he finds that he wants to know everything there is to know about her. He wants to know what makes her happy and even what makes her mad. Every little piece of her that she was willing to give to him, he wants, and he will accept. For better or for worse, he supposes, after all she was to be his bride in the end. And so he turns from the window and slips from his rooms, hoping his feet might just lead him to his destiny.

#jonsa #jon x sansa #actuallyjonsa #jonsa au #i live for the trope of angry boy falls immediately in love #my writing #i wrote this

[incorrectappledashquotes]

*After visiting Rainbow Dash´s parents for the evening, Applejack and Rainbow Dash are on their way out*

Bow Hothoof: Goodbye Dashie, come back soon!

Windy Whistles: And don´t forget to bring Applejack too!!!

Rainbow Dash: Ok, cya

*A couple of minutes later when they are on the hot air balloon towards Ponyville*

Applejack: Your folks surely are welcomin´ with me on our visits, Windy surely is chatty

Rainbow Dash: Welcoming? they LOVE you, I´ve never seen them so excited to see one of my friends, since we´re married, now they love you as much as they love me.

Applejack: Yep, it´s lovely to see a couple to receive so well their daughter-in-law...

Applejack, suddenly sad: *sigh* Ah just wish that my folks could meet you too...

Rainbow Dash: *Thinking to herself* Hmmmmm...

*A couple of months later*

Rainbow Dash, from the other room: Applejack, come here, I have something to show you...

Applejack: Yeah, what is it

Rainbow Dash: Well, on the last months I´ve been thinking what would be an awesome gift for my awesome wife, so I got you this

*Rainbow Dash shows her a rock with the shape of an apple*

Applejack: Welp, that´s a pretty rock and...

Rainbow Dash: Let me finish, so I asked Starlight for a very special spell, but she said that it was very complex and it could take a long time to perform, so then I asked Trixie...

Applejack: So, you asked Trixie to help you with that spell?

Rainbow Dash: Nope, I asked her to bug Starlight until she accepted my request, and it worked

Applejack: Seems like you two have that in common, bugging ponies till they go along with you, but Ah don´t get what all of that has to do with that rock

Rainbow Dash: You´ll see...

*Rainbow Dash places the rock on the table and it starts glowing, suddenly a blinding light fills the room. After a couple of seconds Applejack opens her eyes*

Rainbow Dash: Applejack, I present to you...

Applejack: Mom...Dad...?!?!?

*In the very spot where Rainbow Dash placed the stone, now are standing (well, more like floating) Bright Mac and Pear Butter*

Applejack: But... how? *she tries to touch them, but her hoof passes through them*

Rainbow Dash, trying her best to do a Twilight impression: Starlight told me that spirits inhibit this world, just that we can´t see them, nor interact with them, so that rock was filled with spiritual magic, meaning that now your parent´s essence has become so powerfull that now they can stick around on our same plane

Applejack: *Is spechless*

Rainbow Dash: Please tell me you got all that, I got a headache for a week trying to memorize all that mumbo jumbo. So, you like it?

Applejack: Like it? this is the most amazing thing Ah´ve ever seen in my life... thanks sugar cube

Applejack, to her parents: It´s been so long, Ah can´t wait to get you guys updated on everything: how we saved Equestria, Applebloom´s cutiemark and Big Mac´s wedding and...

Bright Mac: That´s not needed Jackie, we know everything that happened since the moment we left, even if our bodies ceased, our spirits stayed close to you, here... *pointing towards Tallulah, Applejack´s hat*

Applejack, seemingly touched: Oooh...

Pear Butter: And we couldn´t be happier with the mare you have become, taking care of everyone around you and always going foward no matter how hard the obstacles appeared to be.

As for Rainbow Dash, we kept an eye on you aswell, and you are clearly is the type of mare that Applejack needed on her life, someone who challenged her everyday to become better on your days of rivalry, and someone able to pull something so crazy to brought us back, it´s a true act of love

Bright Mac, to Pear Butter: Just like how you rejected your family to stay with me and ma

Pear Butter: Eeeup

Applejack, now in tears of joy: Ah... Ah love you guys *hugs them even knowing her arms would pass through them*

C´mere you too Sugar cube * grabing Rainbow Dash by her shoulder and incorporating her to the hug*

So, are you two staying with us?

Bright Mac: Ofcourse we will, and we wouldn´t changed it for all the apples and pears in Equestria... but, can we ask both of you a favor?

Applejack and Rainbow Dash: Sure, what is it?

Bright Mac: Can you please be a bit more silent when you two get a bit... intimate with each other, we stayed attached to that hat for a really long time and we had to look away a lot during those nights

*Applejack and Rainbow Dash now with their eyes wide open after realizing Bright Mac and Pear Butter presenced all that dirty stuff*

Pear Butter: Oh c´mon honey, let them be, after all we were as loud if not worse than these two, specially the night Applejack was conceived

Applejack, turning red of embarrasment: Ma, no

Rainbow Dash, bursting in laughter: Hahaha, it was really that loud?

Pear Butter: Oh, you have no idea. Wanna hear that story, y´know, that way Ah can start bonding with my daugther-in-law

Applejack, now with her face fully blushed and covering her face with her hat: MA!

Rainbow Dash: I´d love to

Applejack, knowing that Rainbow Dash would get the "wrong" ideas hearing that story : D A S H!!!

(Now Bright Mac and Pear Butter are part of the crazy and bizarre married life of Applejack and Rainbow Dash)

#YES more potential stories! #mlp #mylittlepony #applejack #appledash #rainbow dash #pear butter #bright mac #starlight glimmer #twilight sparkle #trixie lulamoon #submission

[hjh-ceilo-monster]

Hybrid Verse : Bandmate(KTH)

Author POV.

Another lonely night again for the boy who wander the street with his saxophone in the case which he bring with him.Inside the case,he only get a few cashes and coins.He hopes it’s enough for him 2 or 3 days ahead.

Then he stop and take a seat.The wooden bench under the lamp post feel so cold when he sit on it.He opens his case and bring out his buddy.Starting playing off the melody in his head,the sound fills the empty silence air.

“Hey! stop.” He immediately put his saxophone down in the box and collect everything.Chasing a man who grab the cash out of his case.

He runs and runs until he finally catches up with that man.He tries to get back his money and that’s the starter of fist fight.Each of them throwing fist against each other.Unfortunate for the boy,he didn’t get the money back.

“How am I suppose to eat tomorrow?” His head hang low from the defeat.He wanders around again.His fragile body tense and his eyes little by little close themselves shut.

“Aye boy...boy!” The last thing he hear before he shuts down.

2 days later

“Huh..where..am I?”

“You already awake.”

“Huh?”

“No..no need to rush.Sip this first.” The girl runs toward him and helps him sit on the bed properly.She then offer him the glass of water.

The body who already leaning foward take the glass from her.He sips the water and puts down on the table near him.He thanks her.

“Thanks.”

“I’m Lilly,how about you brother?” She asks with smile plaster his face.

“Taehyung...Kim Taehyung.” He smiles back in return.They talk for awhile and get to know each other.

“I think you should go here!” The little girl runs across the room and gets a paper out of her closet.She hands to him.

“The owner of this place is nice.My mom also work here too”

Taehyung gets high hope from what the girl said.He hopes that this world will stop being cruel toward him once.Lilly then take Taehyung to downstairs and eat break fast together with her mom.Talking about the work as well.

“If this isn’t our mama herself...” 

The bartender call Lilly’s mother who walk in with Taehyung.Taehyung look around the place.It isn’t that huge and fancy like what he imagine but,the vibe inside here make him feel like he’s welcome to come in here.

“You don’t have to attend today’s work mama,why are you here?”

“I come here to send this boy.”

Her hand tighten around Taehyung which make him feel safe.He really need his mother figure in life;however,he didn’t have chance since birth.He never has a family to begin with anyway.

“Y/N isn’t here yet.Just leave him here with us,we’ll take care of him.”

“If you can’t,you won’t get a treat from mama tomorrow.” The boys accept the order and she leave the place.Leaving nervous Taehyung with bunch of strangers.

“Hello boy,I’m Clark.Bartender.”

“We’re Collins twins,he’s grey and I’m greg.We need to say we really impress that we’ll have another hybrid worker in this house.What’s you name dude?”

“I’m Taehyung...Kim Taehyug.” He reply shyly in return.

They talk to each other.Taehyung gets less nervous around them and finally smile.This place is indeed heart warming.He can manage working here without problems.

“So you’re snow leopard hybrid.What you want to work in here?”

“Umm at least,do you have like band?”

“And what you could play?” Another mysterious figure join in their converstion. Everyone look back and see a woman wearing a coat.The boys around Taehyung bow.

“Boss,you arrive.” Clark speaks.

“Answer me,what can you play?” 

The voice that sound gentle yet powerful makes Taehyung feel chill a bit.He hang his head.Although he is a predator species,his life gives him a lot of lesson and pushes him down until he feels like a prey.

“A saxophone.” He answer.

“Interesting.Meet me in my office.” And that’s when she walks away.Leaving Taehyung stand still in his place.Questions run in his heead like crazy.

“That’s our boss,Y/N.She seems cold but get to know here and you’ll see that she’s a kind person.” Greg speak and grey nod in agreement.

“You’ll work here as a waiter for awhile.I need to see if you really want to work here with us.I’ll assign Minhyung as your trainer.You’ll listen to him.If you can prove me,you’ll get place to perform in a band.”

“Yes,miss.”

“Hmmm...miss?” Taehyung look at her with his eyes widen.He supposes to cll her boss rather than miss since she isn’t his owner and an actual boss for him.

“I’m reall-”

“No need to apologize,dismiss to work Tae.”With that,he leaves the room.Her voice call out his nickname makes him feels shy.He is blushing while he try to find the guy called ‘Minhyung”.

“There he is.” Clark point at him while speak with someone.The guy show his face and stare at him for awhile.

“Hi buddy,I’m Minhyung,your senior.You must be Taehyung.Nice to meet you,I’m a husky hybrid.You’re snow leopard right?That must be amazing.Now I’ll show you what to do and don’t be afraid.This place is nice.”

Minhyung grab Taehyung with him and rant some more.Minhyung is a hybrid who work the longest in this house.He is a goof ball.Taehyung can see his lively aura coming out of the guy.

A year later

Who knows that’s been a year when he first working in this house.He is really enjoy working with all the worker.Y/N isn’t cold toward him anymore.Perhaps she isn’t that kind of person since the begining.Living with Lilly family is also great for him.He feels like home,a real home he never have before.

“Tae,table 2 is waiting.” 

“Min,get the order from table 6 as well.”

They both work with each other without problems.The house is getting famous more and more.People love how cozy this place was and the vibe is great. There’ll always be the mini events inside the house when there are special days or occassions.

“Tae tae,where are you?” Taehyung rush toward Lilly when he hear her voice. She’s sobbing and calls for him.He wonders what happen.

“Mom..mom..”

“Breath Lilly.What happened dear?”

“Mom..hospital...” Those two words make his hard skip a beat.What’s wrong with her.He carry Lily and start leaving.

“We need a car.” The little girl whisper.

Taehyung mind think of one person immediately.He can’t think of anyone else nor can rely on other workers who still working.This is the one he really sure that he can ask for help.

“Miss,can you come with me?”

“Huh what happen wi- Lilly?” Y/N look at the little girl who is sobbing and clench herself in Taehyung embrace.

“Her mom is in the hospital.We need to go miss.” His voice is now begging Y/N. She doesn’t know what to reply.She quickly grabs her car key and leaves the building.

Lilly keeps crying until she falls asleep.Leaving Taehyung and Y/N sitting in the car silently.The silence continue when none of them would like to interrupt.The car finally arrive the hospital.

“How was she?” Y/N ask.

“Her condition get worse again.I thought medication would help.” Her husband reply while staring at the ICU room.Taehyung hand him Lilly and he embrace her.

“Doctor,how was her?” Taehyung notice doctor coming out of the room.He runs toward him while bombards many question.

“I won’t lie that her condition is worse.I’ll make sure to do the best.” 

Taehyung enter the room and the others follow him.The lady who take care of him like mother is now lying on the matress.Her face drain all the color like a white sheet of the hospital.She looks lifeless.

“I’ll be here.You can go back with Lilly,uncle.”

“Thanks Taehyung,I’ll be here soon.” With his daughter in his embrace,he leaves the room.Leaving Taehyung and Y/N inside the room.

Taehyung POV.

I’m sitting in silence while grabing her hand.I’m so afraid to lost her.How about Lilly?How about uncle and lastly how about me? I cry out silently.I hate this world.Can’t it just stop being cruel to me?

“She’ll be alright.Mama always strong.” Y/N gently pat my back.Speaking with her soft voice like feather to comfort me.

“She’s like a mom to me.I’ve never had that in my life,her with the family is a family to me.I don’t want to lose anyone.Not her,not uncle or Lilly.Why?”I sob.

Y/N still caress my back.I cry and clench on auntie hand.He grab it tightly like my fear in my mind.Fear of losing her.The rest of the night continue like that,me sitting on a chair while Y/N prepare the sofa as a bed.

Her condition was steady since then.I couldn’t say she gets better but it isn’t worse either.I got the permission from Y/N to take care off her until she get better.Y/N come and visit us everyday.

“Auntie you awake!” I exclaim when I feel her hand gently rub my cold dead-like hand.I jump up with joy and rush out the room.Asking nurses and doctor to come in and check her.

“Lilly,auntie is now awaking.” Lilly who just arrive the place with uncle run into the room.Uncle follow behind while carrying the grocery bags.I help him with a few and follow into the room.

“In a few weeks,she can go back home.However I need her to check at least once or twice a month at the hospital.”

When the doctor finish,he leaves the room.Lilly who settle herself in auntie arms start talking about everything she missed.Uncle prepare a plate for himself and Lilly meal since I already eat in hospital cafeteria.

“I see you already awake mama.”

“As if this isn’t my lovely daughter...” Auntie reply when Y/N enter the room.She gives the old lady a big hug before having a little chit chat with Lilly.I pick Lilly up and go to the kitchen area,helping each other to prepare some fruits for Y/N.

“You really want that?” I hear her voice a little.They must talking about some serious stuff.I sense it from the air which start to tense and full of worry.

“This is for you.”

“Thank you little one.”

Lilly bring the plate and hand toward Y/N.She accept them and start eating pice by piece from the plate.I follow behind and take a seat at the sofa.That’s when auntie speak.

“Tae-ah com’ere please.”

“Yes auntie”

“Can you do me a favour?” I nod and continue to listen.

“I know you love us and this is your home.I also love as a son,Taehyung. However,now my condition is getting worse and I really can’t control it.Do me a favour son,be a good boy for Y/N.You’ll go with her and she’ll be your master from now on.”

Y/N look at me with the eyes full of worry.Lilly also grab me and cling on my leg while start crying.Without realize myself,tear already escape my eyes.I nod as a sign of promise.Picking up the little girl,I start speaking to her.

“Promise me you’ll take care of her.”

“Bro..ther..I promise.You should visit us sometimes to,promise?”

“Pinky promise,sis.”

Y/N POV.

I know this is hard for him.Although I am his boss,he still didn’t quiet open up with me.After that day,everything seemed akward for a week.I need to remind him that now he live with me,he can treat me as a friend.He didn’t get back to work yet and I don’t push him to.I want him to get familiar with new environment and the fact that he’s living with me.

“Tae would you like something for dinner?”

“Depend on you,master.”

“How many time I tell you,just call me Y/N.” I speak with my gentle voice.I don’t want to sound like I scold him.

“Well I think how about we go shopping and eating today,sound good?” He isn’t speaking but nodding as a reply.I go grab my car key while he waits me outside. The next moment both of us hop into the car and arrive the mall in no time.

It’s actually a good idea to bring him here.I get to know him more by observing his action silently.He’s like a kid,running to the shelf full of plushies and toys,drag me into arcade eventhough he has no idea how to play and surprising loves kids so much.

In the arcade,he play the game for plushy.When he get it and see the kid next to him crying to get but fail.He just give it to him.Telling me there’ll be next time and give it away just like that.

While walking toward the clothes store,we walk pass the instruments and gadget store.I walk pass it without realize that Taehyung who follow behind me already disappear in the shop.I need to look back and see him wander around in there.

“I like this.” Taehyung hold up the saxophone.He stare at it.

“....you can test mister,if you want to.” The clerk explain for a moment before tell him that he could play.

The soft melody start filling the air.Taehyung is putting a whole attention into his song.The clerk is a bit shock.Who wouldn’t be when he plays like he has live as a saxophonist for a whole life.

“Wow that’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.” When he finishes,he puts it back into its place.He asks the clerk whether they will accept the old saxophone and get it fix or not.

I let him talk with the clerk.When I roam around the shop by myself,I notice a paino in the corner.It’s an old dusty paino.Well,the older the paino,the better the sound will be.I put my fingers on and start tapping the black and white keys.

“I want to be a saxophonist.” After we arrive home,he tells me about everything. Now we’re talking about our dreams.

“Then be it.”

“I don’t have a budget to do that.Also who will accept a poor hybrid like me into a band or even do the solo.”

“What if I can grant you that wish?”

After our conversation,I try my best tofind a school for him.I think putting him in the class will be the first step of his dream.When I find one,I sign up for him.He is really happy about th news.A little worry about the fee but I insist to pay everything for the boy.I officially become a gaurdian of him.

Months pass,me and him seems to be closer.We are living like friends and both of us enjoy every single moment.However,I keep a secret from him.Secret of my feeling that intend to not talk about it just yet.

“Y/N.....I have a good news.”

“What is it snowy?” I ask him by the nick name I gave.

“I get a scholar to study in a camp.”

“Good for you snowy..but your face look sad.” That’s the cue for him to walk to me.Arms and tail wrapping around my body.Bury his face into the crook of my neck.

“I need to go.” He whisper.He continue to hug me tight and sniff in my scent.I feel stupid,I feel like I’m an idiot that didn’t tell my feeling.

“When and how long?”

“3 years,by the end of this week.”

Finally the day comes,I feel your step get heavier and heavier when I get closer to the gate.‘I need to stay strong and happy for him.’Reminding that in my head.

“Time to go snowy,safe flight.” I wave at him and immediately turn around.Tears run from my eyes.

“Y/N” He calls my name.The next thing is when the arms embrace me.

“I will leave final question before I go.”

“What is it?” I turn around.

“I promise to contact back and update about my life.I won’t left you here and feeel lonely.But after I come back,Will you be mine?”

“Come back to me first and get the answer yourself.” I smile.

Author POV.

In 3 years time,Taehyung become famous.His life is growing with success.After graduate,he gets the chance to become a member of an opera house.His saxophone skill impress his professor.He decide to give oppotunity to the boy.In a year,his name become famous among artists and idols;eventhough,he is just a saxophonist for the opera.

Meanwhile,Y/N continue to work in the bar which now become popular as well. Not only for locals,foreigners also interested in here.Her place get in the list and often publish in the magazines and blogs.Gaining 3 stars in no time.

“Thank you ladies and gentlemen for you to come here and celebrate our house today.We wouldn’t reach here if we didn’t have...” Tonight is her celebration. Since the house become famous,she need to renovate to have larger area.

“Well let invite our owner to give us a little speech,miss Y/N”

When the MC,Clark,announce your name,you get onto the stage.You give a little thanks toward guests as well as some sponsore and critics that help her place become famous.

“What a beautiful speech.And now I would like to invite our special guest.He insist to come to us and prepare a little gift for everyone.This is a special opening performance from Kim Taehyung.” Your eyes widen while everyone applause after hearing the name.

The melody which you familiar appear in the air.The mood in the place turn into a soft yet warm and classy.The melody that scream to you that this is Taehyung. You watch him standing there in the spot light.Wearing a royal blue suite while playing his saxophone.He is far better then the last time you heard.

“Thank you mr.Kim for attending.Any speech for us today?”

“Well I didn’t prepare anything for today which I’m really sorry.I just arrive from the flight.Actually I come here to get the answer.”

“What answer if I may ask?” 

“Before I left here,I once asked a question with this girl.Well she is the one who really push me into the spotlight like you see right now.That day when I left,I didn’t really want to.However,I wanted her to be proud and knew that I love everything she does to support me.”

“So what is the question,maybe she already forget.” Clark still continue.

“I ask her whether she sould like to be mine?” He leaves the stage when the mic is still in his hand.He step closer and closer with the spotlight that follow him.

“Y/N,Will you be mine?”

The crowd cheer.He is now infront of you,kneeling down with a ring in his hand. Awaiting for your answer patiently down there.You want to cry,really want to.You don’t dare to utter a word out.The voice might betray you.You nod as a respond instead.

The event continue.You get drag by Taehyung from the crowd.You get the chance,slap on his shoulder.He startle and turn around to face you.

“What’s that?”

“You idiot,why don’t you tell meyou’re here.”

“I just arrive from my flight really.Shouldn’t I be the one who get upset by the fact that you have this event without inviting me?”

“I heard you was busy with the opera tour.”

“Seems like someone stalk me.” He reply with tease.I slap him for the second time.

“Ouch! ok,I’m sorry.It’s my fault.I’m the one who plan this with them.” He points somewhere which your gaze follow.You then see Clark,Minhyung and the twins see them through the glass window.

“So everyone know except me?” You pout.

“Umm yeah well,it’s a surprise.You shouldn’t know.”

“You,snowy is a meanie.” You tease him and start walking away.He grab you and kiss you on the lips.Grab on your waist tight along with his tail,he kiss until you both out of a breathe.

“What’s that for?”

“Making up with you and beside that’s the thank for your answer.”

“Still remember the first time you arrived here?”

“Clearly,I want to become a bandmate in your house.I told you I could play saxophone but you resist it.You let me work as a waiter.”

“I still remember how hype you were when we were in the music store that day. Your eyes glowed up.”

“Yeah,I thought I wouldn’t be it.So that time even you let me learn saxophone again,that was enough for me.Who really know I’ll be saxophonist for real.”

“You know I believe in you right?”

“Yeah but still sad though.I didn’t get to be your bandmate and play with you.Not a big deal now since you already made itup for me awhile ago.”

“By being your bride?”

“It’s not just that.Being my bride,it also mean being the mother of my cubs in the future.You’re my mate.” With that,my face turn into bright red.I didn’t know he really plan like to have kids with me already.

“I thought we’ll take it slow.”

“No,I wait for 3 years.3 years are the time I let you prepare and you say yes. Now your’ll be my mate and stuck with me for the rest of your life.”

“Then it’s a pleasure.” I smile and peck him.His lip turn into a smirk before carry me up from ground in a bridal way.Rushing toward the car and put me in.When he gets in,he start the engine ready to go.

“I hope you’re well prepare to recieve my gift after 3 years.Also I wanna open the welcome back gift as well.

“Arrive the house first and we’ll see about that,snowy.” His ears perk up.Turning around and smushing his lip on yours one more time before drive off to your house.  

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[aliasimagines]

Secrets

Damian Wayne x Harley Quinn's daughter! Reader

(A/N: okay I'm sorry for the lack of content but I promise I will try to upload more often! Loved to write this and I hope you guys will enjoy! Also sorry if there's any grammar mistakes, english is not my first language. Italics are thoughts) (Also Dami and the reader is like 17 in this)

You were normal, as normal as Harley Quinn's daughter could get. You didn't live with your mom but she came to visit on the weekends. Your father on the other hand nevet come. He didn't even know about your existence and you were perfectly fine with it.

You lived in a apartment with your aunt and sister, Lucy. It was a nice apartment, you had your own room and your walls were decorated with photos of you and your friends but there weren't any pictures of your mother because you didn't want people to know who your parents were.

You wear normal clothes, nothing too extraordinary, making sure your outfits doesn't bring too much attention to you.

Even at school you were just a normal student. You hang out with with your few friends, eat lunch with them, and stayed quiet in classes.

Today was a normal day, it was friday and you didn't have that much classes so you after school you would have time to go home and do your homework before your moms visit.

You said goodbye to your friends and walked out of the school.

You walked past your favorite café shop and turned right into an alleyway. Of course you knew how alleys like this could be super dangerous but you have been using this shortcut for years now and nothing happened.

Suddenly you felt someone grabbing your hand, making you panic for a second but then the familiar fingers intertwine with yours.

'Damian' you  turn your face in his direction, smiling at your boyfriend.

He noded his head returning your smile for a moment.

'Beloved. You should be more careful. Gotham is full of awful people'

Like my parents, you shook your head not wanting to think about that right now.

'Yeah I know. But luckily I have you to protect me.'

Damian rolled his eyes at your carelessness. The two of you walked out of the alley making your way down the street.

'You weren't in school today. Did something happen?' you ask concerned.

'Family business' as he say this a sigh leaves his lips. You notice his always serious expression disappear for a minute making the circles under his eyes very visible. He looks exhausted, like he hasn't slept for days.

'Baby, you okay? You look really tired.' 

'I'm fine. Don't worry about me' he gives you a reassuring smile before looking deep into your eyes. 'Y/N I want to talk to you.'

'We are talking right now Dami' you chuckled as you stepped over a puddle.

'Yes. But I want to talk about something important' you couldn't tell if anything by his voice. It was somewhat emotionless. Now you were nervous. Your boyfriend wants to talk about something important.... Damn this will either be something really bad or something great

'O..okay. Let's talk.'

'Not here' he pulled you into another alleyway and motioned at the fire escape. He started to climb up the stairs. You started at Damian with raised eyebrows but follwed him up. You soon found yourself on the top of the stairs. Damian jumped up the roof and pulled you up, so now you were standing next to him.

'Okay so Y/N... We are going to jump on that building.' Damian said it simply, you looked at him like he was insane.

'What? Dami  why would we jump over there?'

'I want to show you something.' he carefully pulled you towards the edge of the roof and let go of your hand. 'I will jump first and catch you  from the other side.'

The building wasn't that far away but when you looked down you automatically stepped backwards.

'I don't think I can do it Damian'

He took your hand and placed a soft kiss on it.

'Do you trust me?'

You hesitated for a second before nodding

'Of course I do'

'I won't let you fall, habibi. I promise' you sighed but smiled at him.

'Okay'

Damian jumped foward and landed gracefully on the other side. He turned around and opened his arms and looked at you. You took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before running forward and jumping...

The next thing you felt were Damian wrapping his arms around your waist.

'You caught me'

'I told you I would.' he run a finger on the side of your cheek and kissed you. 'I love you Y/N.'

You felt your heart wanting to jump out of it's place. This is not the first time Damian said I love you during the 5, almost 6 month of you being together but it was rare.

'I love you too Dami.'

He let go of your waist but he took your hand in his as he reached into his pocket with his other hand. He pulled out a key and stepped over to the door that lead downstairs, into the building. Damian looked around  to make sure that no one was spying on you guys before opening the door.

It was a normal flat, expect it was completely silent making you think that the place was abandoned. Damian closed the door and stepped to another one. This door was secured with 3 large locks. Damian unlocked all of them and when you were inside the room he made sure to close it from the inside. The curtains were almost covering the windows making the room in semi dark.

You looked around. The walls were white once but now they rather looked like gray. A big couch was pushed into the corner but other than that the room was empty.

'Uhm... Damian?' you couldn't even imagine why the hell did he bring you here 'This place gives me the creeps'

'It's secure. I made sure of that' he gulped 'I want to tell you something but... I think it's easier to show you.'

You were unsure of what to say so you just nodded your head. Damian looked at you and for a second you could see worry and uncertainty in his beautiful green eyes. He than stepped in to a smaller room which appeared to be a bathroom.

' Just give me a moment'

You stared at the wooden bathroom door for a few seconds before deciding to sit down on the cream colored couch. You started to play with your fingers while trying to think of a good explanation for why your boyfriend brought you here. All kinds of crazy and twisted scenarios crossed your mind so you slightly hit your head with your palm to make those thoughts go away.

Damian wouldn't hurt me... Unless... Unless he knows. What if he knows about my parents?

You started to shake and felt the tears burning your eyes. No, no, no, he must think I'm a monster like my father.

The sound of the opening door made you slightly jump. Immediately you opened your mouth to explain how you were different from your parents.

'Damian listen I'm nothing like.... Holy shit' you looked up at him only to see Robin staring right back at you. Robin as in the partner of Batman.

Shit shit shit shit.... What if he only dated me because of who i am?

Now you were becoming angry. Angry at your parents reputation, angry at Damian and angry yourself for being so naive.

'Do you know? About my parents? That's why you started to date me? Was I just a mission to you?' you tried your best not to sound so broken but you couldn't stop the tears falling from your eyes.

Damian expected a lot of things from you but never would he thought that this would be your reaction. Sure he thought that you would be surprised but this... This shocked him. He slowly approached you  but you jumped away. Damians heart nearly broke. Didn't you know how much you ment to him? He loves you, don't you know?

'Y/N please... Let me explain!' Damian's vioce come out more desperate than he would have liked to admit.

'Explained what exactly?' you didn't want to listen, you just wanted to go home. You marched to the door 'Give me the key'

'Please, hear me out.' you rolled your eyes at him.

'I want the keys Damian.' you jumped when he suddenly appeared next to you. You stepped backwards, hitting the wall with your back. Damian put one of his gloved hand on the wall next to you.

'I will give you the keys if you listen to me.' he said in a slightly annoyed way. He was still afraid that you would leave but if you would just let him explain! You looked up at his masked face but nodded.

'Okay'

Damian took a deep breath.

'First, yes. I know who your parents are. I mean it's not that hard to figure it out... But that's not the point. Y/N I know your parents. I fought them, they hurt my family countles times.' he stopped because he seen the hurt expression on your face. He took your face in his hands.' But I also know you Y/N. I know that there is kindness in your heart and that you wouldn't hurt innocent people. And I would never, ever try to hurt you. I know I don't say it that much but I love you. I thought you knew that.'

Tears were streaming down your face as wrapped your arms around Damian.

' I'm so sorry Dami. I shouldn't have reacted this way... I just... I was afraid to lose you. ' You looked at him and saw a single tear running down his face from beneath his green mask. You stood on your toe tips and kissed the tear away, than placed a sweet kiss on his soft lips. He kissed back and pulled you closer. That's when your phone started to rang. Pulling away, you looked at the screen.

'Shit,it's my aunt. I should be home by now.'

Damian smirked at you.

'I know a fast way to get you home'

You raised an eyebrow at him. 'More jumping on roofs?'

'Something like that.'

Next thing you knew you were holding on to Damian like your life depended on it while the two of you were jumping and flying from building to building.

He stopped at your aunts roof and looked at your smiling face.

'I can't believe you're fucking Robin' you whispered chuckling.

'Well, technically you're fucking Robin.' Damian said with a serious face, than started laughing 'Sorry, my idiotic brothers are rubbing of on me'

You closed your mouth which you opened in surprise and hit his shoulder, giggling. 'You're such a dork. Now help me climp through the window.'

He did as you asked, and kissed you before turning to jump away.

'Dam... Robin wait! You look super hot in this stuff' you said smiling at him. You could see his cheeks heating up as he shook his head.

'See you tomorrow Y/N' he waved once before disappearing.

'See you, love'

#damian wayne x reader #damian wayne imagine #damian wayne #damian wayne x Harley Quinn's daughter #harley quinn daughter reader #robin x reader #robin one shot #robin imagine #damian wayne one shot #damian wayne x you #damian wayne x y/n #gif not mine #dc imagine #dc one shot #i dont know what other tags to use #alias imagines #picture not mine

[specialagentlokitty]

Abby x reader

Could you please do Abby x Gibbs daughter reader with "The way you make me feel is the way I felt when I ate all of the marshmallows out of a Lucky Charms box. Pure joy."😂💞💞 - Anon❤️

“Dad!”

Gibbs’ head shot up, a concerned look on his face as he quickly walked over. His eyes scanned you for any visible injuries.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah! Where’s Abby? Can you bring her up please?”

Rolling his eyes slightly Gibbs kissed the top of your head before nodding walking over to his desk to call said goth. Bouncing on your feet you grinned over at Elle and Tim.

“Hey guys!”

“Hey (Y/N), what’s up?” Tim asked.

“I need to see Abby.” You smiled.

He offer d you his chair which you gladly took. Spinning around for a few seconds before stopping, Gibbs eyeing you with a wary look.

“How much coffee have you had?”

“None!”

“Okay, how much sugar have you had?”

“None?” You offered with a smile.

Laughing slightly, he went back to his desk. Occasionally glancing up to see you having a staring contest with Nick. You furrowed your brows, trying to figure out who he was. You knew the was a new member but never met them.

“Who are you?”

“I could say the same for you punk.”

“Nick Torres. Your turn.”

“(Y/N) Gibbs.”

His voice washed over with shock, glancing between Gibbs and yourself. Turning to Tim for confirmation. He nodded.

“No way!”

“Something wrong Torres?”

“She’s your kid? But she’s so friendly and your so...” he trialed off.

Gibbs stood up, walking over he rested a hand on your shoulder. Eyeing Torres with a glare, your glare matching his perfectly.

“Uhm... nothing..”

Smirking you shoved your father a little, standing up to stretch. You pushed Gibbs back to his desk.

“Gibbs? Oh my god (Y/N)!”

Abby ran over, throwing her arms around you tightly as she spun the pair of you around. Laughing you hugged back just as eagerly.

“It’s been ages!”

“I seen you last week Abbs.” You giggled.

Pulling away, you clasped your hands behind you back. Bouncing on your feet again as you waited for her to calm down a little bit. You really wanted to back out now, but you were already to far to drop it all. The whole morning was spent preparing for this.

“I need to tell you something.”

“Oh?”

She turned to give you her whole attention. The others watching curiously. Scratching the back of your head you grinned sheepishly at her. Taking a deep breath, it was now or never.

“The way you make me feel is the way I felt when I ate all the marshmallows out of a lucky charms box... pure joy.”

There was a silence, throwing your face into your hands you felt the familiar burn of embarrassment. What possibly possessed you to think was a good idea was beyond you. You hear snickering then someone getting slapped but who you presumed to be your dad.

Someone pulled your hands away from your face, you saw Abby’s slightly red face. Though she was smile which you took as a good sign. She held your hands in hers for a moment before deciding to speak.

“That was really cheesy.” She laughed.

“Shush! I know I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea!”

This time Abby leaves foward, kissing the corner of your mouth gently. Pulling away she jumped back, giving Gibbs a happy look before turning back to you.

“I like you too (Y/N).”

“Oh that fuck, I thought I just embarrassed myself.”

“You kinda did.”

“Shut up Timothy!”

He held up his hands and backed up a few steps. Nick didn’t dare say anything g he just held his hands up as well.

“Dad can I steal Abby?”

“Just for a bit, I need her back soon.”

Rushing over you kissed his cheek, giving Tim and Elle a a hug before giving Nick one dispit his protests. Grabbing Abby’s hand you dragged her to the elevator, heart still hammering in your chest but this time out of pure joy

TAGS:

NCIS: @captainmarvel16 @darth-dorle

All: @sitkafay @havlindzk @drakelover78

#ncis #ncis x reader #timothy mcgee #leroy jethro gibbs #gibbs x daughter reader #abby sciuto x reader #abby sciuto #elle bishop #nick torres #ncis fandom #ncis fic #ncis fanfiction #ncis imagine

[nigctskii]

hiii, babes !! the name’s mar ( she/her :: soon to be 23 years old ), and i’m so excited to finally let my dumb children roam free dj. i love pre-established relationships, so please don’t be afraid to hmu for plotting. i also have discord, and prefer it better over ims, because sometimes tumblr is an ass, so if you want to plot or just talk about anything under the sun, feel free to ask my @. anyway, enough about me, let’s get to business !!

( jeon jeongguk, he/him, cismale ) — deimos rhee is a child of erebus with the power of umbrakinesis & shadow travel. they’re twenty-three and have been in nemean lion for ten years. if you want to meet them, they’re usually around the building training or flirting; you could also try the training floor.

deimos is the son of erebus and his power is umbrakinesis, but he tells everyone that his most precious power is his pretty doe eyes ( A Dumbass™ )

he never met his mother but he knows for a Fact™ that she gave him away after he was being born because his grandparents didn't want anything to do with a demi-god

so deimos grew up in foster homes.

he hated that, because he had to move everytime his foster parents / parent would get bored of him / the other children in their care, so until he came to nl ten years ago, he was pretty much the new kid in school

for as long as he can remember even from a young age, he was extremely pretty and the boys in his class noticed that.

long story short, they never liked it

so deimos would always get into fights, mostly because despite his soft looking appearance as a kid, he knew how to stand for himself 

( the fights were also the main reason why his foster families gave him up, despite not being his fault )

so in the end, he grew tired of being sent to random places so he saved as much money as he could and then ran away, finding his way to nl

fast foward to present days, deimos is always all over the place, flirting his way around and being Extra™ 

but despite him being a pain in the ass sometimes, he means well and is very good at what he does ( missions wise ). 

you can find him around the gym / training fields most of the times, but when he doesn't train / work out / goes in missions, he likes being a normal 23 years old, even if normal is overrated for them

( kang seulgi, she/her, cisfemale ) — phoenix choi is a child of zeus with the power of atmokinesis & aerokinesis. they’re twenty-four and have been in nemean lion for six months. if you want to meet them, they’re usually around the building training or studying; you could also try the library.

phoenix grew up knowing who she was, who her father was, despite being only her and her mom for as long as she could remember

she likes to joke about how her mom is so beautiful that even zeus couldn’t keep it in his pants

phoenix vc: but then again, dad is known for doing everything but keeping it in his pants, so there’s that too

homeschooled, she travelled a lot, so it’s unusual for her to sit in a place for more than a few months. nl is a first

she’s a bookworm. if she could spend all her life in a library, she would. literally thinking of sending a prayer to circe or hecate so she could turn into a daemon because ‘what do you mean i cannot read all the books in the world in this lifetime???’

feisty little thing. she’s stubborn af and is known for never backing down, especially when she knows she’s right

puts her whole soul into what she’s doing and wants to help everyone

sweet tooth fairy. always carrying sweets in her bag

( lee jieun, she/her, cisfemale ) — cassiopeia song is a child of hecate with the power of magic & necromancy. they’re twenty-six and have been in nemean lion for one day. if you want to meet them, they’re usually around the building studying or trying to make friends; you could also try the lobby.

[ tw: death ]

cassiopeia song grew up knowing she was a normal girl, daughter of a lawyer and a baker

her only knowledge about the greek gods was what she learned at school and on her own. despite not being aware of her heritage, she showed interest in the greek mythology from a young age

her father decided to not tell her anything because he was afraid she would decide to go to nl and her life would be in danger. ironic, right?

how she found out in the end? clearly not in a good way

she was out with her boyfriend, planning their engagement party when it happened

everything happened too fast and before cassie had time to react, her boyfriend was already dying

in the middle of a panic attack, she remembers touching him and wishing she could bring him back, wishing she had the power to save him life

it’s safe to say that when he opened his eyes and talked to her after everything saying he already died, cassie had a shock

but, because she had no idea about her powers, what she did didn’t last long and soon enough, her boyfriend was dying again

her father and soon to be step-mother had to pull her away from his body and on the middle of it all, cassie found out about who she was

it was yet another hard blow for her, because not only did she just lost her boyfriend, but also now her mother wasn’t really her mother  and she was also a demi-god, surrounded by the sweet lies of her own flesh and blood

so during that night, cassie packed her things and left, leaving just a small note behind, asking everyone to give her space

she has no idea how she found nl, but a part of her thinks her mother, this time the real one, lead her there

now, she’s just trying to cope with everything as best as she can

#nl;intro #( intros ) ╱ * i’m here to collect your hearts . #this got Long sjhbsjf #3/5 intros #the other two coming when they get accepted #love us uwu

[filmtv2022]

All Series/Works Masterlist:

I'm going to compile my series masterlists & any standalone pieces that I write in this post (at least for now). The look of the list will change as I write more. Happy reading!

Please assume that ALL works are 18+

All reader pairings are written as female readers unless otherwise stated in the description

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(Series) To The Bitter End: Doc Holliday x Earp!reader (completed)

15 Chapters (word count - approx. 47k)

Story Summary: The youngest Earp sibling joins her older brothers in Tombstone with the hope that the new climate will ease her consumption/tuberculosis symptoms and reconnect her family.  But as she settles into this new life, will she find something worth living for? Someone who can tame the loneliness? --------------------------------------------- (Series) By Your Side: Rhett Abbott x reader (completed)

23 Chapters (word count - 115k)

Story Description: Returning to Wabang was never something that Y/N had planned on, but with the loss of her father leaving her the sole owner of her family’s farm she must go back. Time spent at home forces Y/N to face the people she left behind. Will Y/N be able to navigate the murky waters of her past and present as the lines between them blur? 

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(One-shot) One More Ride: Rhett Abbot x Reader

(18+ MDNI) Rhett & Y/N spend their last night in Wabang together. Pushing away the weight of the world by falling into one another's arms. 

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(One-shot) When does it stop?: Jake Seresin x original character (reference to Bradley Bradshaw x original character)

Word Count - 397

Based on the thought of what would have happened if Bradley had been married before the Uranium mission, and Jake had been unable to save him and Maverick.

________________________________ (One-shot) Coming Home: Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia x Reader

Word Count - approx. 5k

Story Summary: Mickey and Y/N are visiting Y/N’s hometown while away on leave. Shockingly, the pair find themselves invited to her childhood friend’s Halloween gathering. This might sound like a dream, but it’s been four years since Y/N’s had any real contact with her friend, but with a little encouragement she decided to face her fears and go. While Y/N expects awkwardness to ensue, she certainly never expected to catch a raging case of baby fever.  

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(One-shot) Summer Haze: Robert 'bob' Floyd x Reader

Word Count: approx. 3k

Story Summary: After years of dancing around their feelings for one another, Y/N and Bob find their way back to one another at a community potluck.

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(Mini-series - Completed)

Together: Jake 'Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Together Part 2: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Reader

Together Part 3: Jake 'hangman' Seresin x Reader

Word Count: approx. 6k

Story Summary: Y/N and Jake have been friends since their time at the Naval Academy. The two of them acting as each others’ refuge during every up and down. But when a death in the family rocks Y/N’s foundation the two are forced to acknowledge the reality that their feelings for one another go far beyond just a friendship.

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(Series) Moving Foward Masterlist

Y/N Kazansky is many things. A loyal daughter, a world-class fighter pilot, and a fierce protector of those she holds most dear. But beyond the shiny exterior is a wounded woman looking to find her way back to the life she'd known and loved. When a mission brings her back to Top Gun, she is forced to confront the sins of her past while focusing on the uncertain future falling into place in front of her. 

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(Series) (In the Bleak Midwinter)

Left with the dying wish of her husband, Y/N finds herself in Birmingham in search of one Thomas Shelby. Old wounds for both will be brought to light as the pair finds a way to heal from the hurt of the past together.

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(One-shot) Every Part of You - Aziraphale x Reader

(One-shot) Ineffable Agony - Aziraphale x Reader x Crowley (gender neutral reader)

#doc holliday x reader #doc holliday #val kilmer #tombstone 1993 #doc holiday smut #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott #lewis pullman #outer range #rhett abbott x female reader #rhett abbott x you #rhett abbott smut #jake seresin #bradley bradshaw #mickey fanboy garcia x reader #jake seresin x original character #bradley bradshaw x original character #robert floyd x reader #robert bob floyd x reader #jake seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #bradley rooster x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #bradley bradshaw x reader #thomas shelby x reader #aziraphale x reader x crowley

[mingi-bubu]

Watch “Youth With You” with Me!

Episode 7 Part 2

- ok part 2 and the S.H.E. cover was the last part of the vocal group so now we’re moving on to the scores of all of them

- as the goode and lovely canuck mark lee says, lezgeddit

- i am also now eating pasta

- can’t break tradition guys

- oh i’m so torn on who i think should be first!!

- oh my god beebee rally did that please miss me with that

- sure she may have been teasing but what’s the point of bringing someone else down??

- can someone please get kun a glass of water?  boy’s voice is scratchy as fuck

- y’all recall what i said about cxk not being like zyx?  lies

- shaking’s reaction sent me

- is joey chua the malaysian singer?  i really need to start keeping notes on people bc there’s like what, 100??? or something trainees right now and the only five i remember are Frhanm, K, Babymonster, Esther, and Marco Lin

- oh my god did meddhi really deadass lift zoe into the air???  me too honestly

- wait are shaking and zoe roommates??  i love that for them

- Frhanm is so cute !!!!

- this is so cute i lvoe it

- i might go and rewatch their stage tbh that song was so cute

- anyway stan kissing the future of love group bc everyone in the group is amazing and fantastic and i love them

- “oh they don’t need to do that” [about the releasing of the rankings]

- oh it does make sense but also it’s gonna split up my favoirtes isn’t it

- holy snipes 8/10 members of class a were replaced

- kiki and liu were jsut like, great ok that’s fun i guess

- esther lmaooooo i love her sweetie

- wait is naho in class d???  did my daughter move up???  amazing

- when do class f get cut?  like maybe i’m just too used to american competition shows but class f doesn’t seem sustainable??  idk im not making sense i guess

- also don’t forget to submit your videos to the ywy autograph thing

- i guess the theme is good but i still, and not because of my bias towards kun’s run of ip, i still like the “pick me, pick me” theme better

- oooooh i’m excited to see who get’s center

- OH FUCK THEY’RE RUALLY PUTTING KUN IN GLASSES AND SLIGHTLY CURLED HAIR FOR THE NEXT EPISODE

- I AM GOING TO FOWARD HIM MY HOSPITAL BILLS FOR HEART FAILURE

- LISA SAID SHE’S GONNA BE TOUGH I LOVE THAT

- SOMEONE LEAVES AFTER THE NEXT STAGE AAAAAHHH

- THIS IS ALL SO EXCITING I CAN’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW NIGHT

- i don’t know what’s going on or why they’re dressed like this but ummmm it’s interesting i suppose?

- oh the inability to read mandarin strikes me again

- kun needs to stop looking so fuckign attractive.  i love him smmmmm

- i love how he says “represent a girl group in 2020″ bc that’s definitely different to what it was even a few years ago

- did they have class a do the dance for the theme?  what is happening here?

- i’m not awake enough for this at fucking all

- did the stages move together???  the backstage theatre kid in me is shaking

- i really dont like this song and having it go for so long really makes it worse

- so like they are showing us already who got center?  i don’t understand

- ok cool i guess?  i’m still really confused on why they showed the next stage at the end of this episode

- and i checked several times to make sure this was still part 2 of episode 7 and it was

- i don’t understand many things and it’s too late to major or minor in east asian studies/korean/chinese for me so that’s fun

- soemoen who understands, if your’re out there,

- if you’ve made it this far in my badly spelled sleep deprived ramblings, how is quarantine going for you?  is your family doing good?  are your friends ok?  do you need to vent about anything?

- alrihty guys that’s it for episode 7!  join me in a few nights for episode 8!!!  get some rest! s tyay safe!!!

#ywy #youth with you #idol producer #cpop #e7 p2 #jae.txt #jae.wwm

[ohwaitimthewriter]

A new start

Pairing : Poe Dameron x reader / Kylo Ren x reader (Modern AU)

Warning : none

Request by @imaginecrushes : The other “idea” I had is a modern au where Poe and Kylo/Ben are single dads? The mom’s could have passed away or left them - anyway I just adore the idea of Dad!Poe and Dad!Kylo hanging out at a park with a couple of kids when they meet the heroine

Words count : 668 (Poe) + 704 (Kylo)

A/n : Hey! Thank you for this request! I admit I had trouble to figure out how I was going to write this imagine, but here we are! I think it’s more like a preference thing, it was easier this way to put Poe and Kylo as dad. Sorry, I think I’m not good at writing dad stuff but I sill hope you’ll enjoy it! Also feel free to report any grammar mistakes you could spot here.

Masterlist.

Poe Dameron.

You were sitting on a banch, in a park, and reading a book peacefuly when a high-pitched scream made you jolt. You looked around to see a man with his little daughter struggling to make her following him out of the park. The little girl was rolling on the floor in a temper tantrum that would make anyone uncomfortable. You watched from afar the man who was blushing because of the shame he felt. You knew you had good feelings with the kids and so you decided to help him. You closed your book and stood up. You walked towards the man and with a kind smile, you asked.

« May I help you sir? »

The man glanced up at you and you could see the relief spreading all over his face as he smiled back at you gently.

« Yeah, if it’s not too much to ask. »

You were caught by his smile, you stared a bit at him before snapping back into reality when the little girl shouted again. You turned your focus on the girl, kneeling in front of her.

« Hey sweetie, what’s your name? »

Hearing a stranger speaking to her, the little girl felt silent, looking at you with big eyes. His father encourage her to answer and so she spoke in a quiet voice.

« Shara. »

« It’s nice to meet you, Shara, I’m y/n » You smiled at her affectionatly.

Suddenly, Shara became shy and a little flush appeared on his cheeks. She stood up and quickly hide herself behind his father. You chuckled and stood up, looking at the man again. You caught him staring at you with admiration and it was your turn to blush.

« Well, I think it’s fine now » you said, trying to hide your smile.

« Ye-yeah, thank you » The man shouted, suddenly snaping back into reality.

« I’ll leave you. »

Your smile managed to find its way on your lips as you waved at him shyly. All of a sudden, he reached his hand at you as he spoke.

« Wait, I’m Poe, Poe Dameron. » He tripped on his words.

« Well, nice to meet you, Poe, Poe Dameron » you teased on the way he introduced himself to you.

He scratched his neck when his daughter asked for arms. He held her, giving her a kiss on the cheek before turning his gaze on you again.

« Do you often come here? » He asked, a slight hope in his voice.

« Yes, I love coming here to read. » You answered, showing him your book.

Poe was caught by your glittering eyes. For the first time since the mother of his daughter had passed away, he felt a glint of light piercing his heart again. Your sweet smile and passionate eyes touched him in a way he couldn’t resist.

« So maybe we will see each other another time? » He asked with a soft smile.

« Why want you to see her again, daddy? » His daugther interupted him.

Poe blushed, trying to ignore his daughter’ statement.

« Do you like her? » She insisted.

Poe became more and more embarrassed, waiting for you to answer. You chuckled at the cute situation before answering to the little girl.

« Well, Shara, if your father like me, maybe we’ll eventually see each other. »

You glanced up at Poe as a grin stretched on his lips.

« I’m looking fowards to meet you again then. » He told you softly.

You nodded happily as you watched them both leaving the park. A sweet feeling found its place in your heart when you heard the little girl spoke to his father.

« She’s nice. »

« You think so? »

She nodded frantically and his father giggled, carrying his daughter out of the park. This day was the best one you could ever have, you thought as happiness grew inside you. Definitely the best one.

 Kylo Ren.

« Mommy!! » You heard your daughter calling for you.

You glanced up and watched your daughter running towards you, chased by a young boy. You frowned when your daughter hide herself behind your legs.

« What’s the matter, darling? »

The little boy stopped in front of you as he smiled gently.

« Hello ma’m, can I play with your daughter? » He asked softly.

You smiled at the boy then looked at your daughter.

« Do you want to play with him? »

« Will you watch? » She asked with a slight concern in her eyes.

« Of course I will, you can go play. » You answered, stroking her hair.

She smiled at you happily and took the hand of the little boy to bring him away. It was so cute you couldn’t help but smile at the sight of them giggling and teasing each other.

« Is she yours? » You heard a deep voice behind your back.

You startled a bit at first, surprised by the sudden talk and you turned to see a man, a tall and strong one, who easily could make you afraid but something tender in his eyes made you relax.

« Yes, she is » you answered with a smile.

« She’s lovely » He said and then added « My son wanted to ask her to play but he was to shy, I had to encourage him. »

You giggled and turned your gaze to the two new friends.

« They seem to like each other, what’s your son’s name? »

« Han and your daughter’s? »

« y/d/n. » you answered in a smile.

« You and your husband must be proud of her. »

« Well, I don’t know about his father but yes I am. » and a bit of sadness glittered in your eyes.

« Oh, I understand. I feel the same. »

You glanced up at the man, quite surprised by his words. You were about to ask him a little bit much about it when his son jumped in his arms with no warning.

« Daddy! Daddy! Can I invit y/d/n at home? Please! »

« hm, well, huh. » the man cleared his voice, giving you an interrogate look.

You smiled gently, feeling your daughter slipping her hand into yours. Your daughter’s eyes were full of hope as you thought quickly.

« Maybe next time? » You asked for permission to the man.

The disappointed sound coming from both of the children made you feel guilty. Actually you didn’t know the man and you didn’t want to let your daughter go with a stranger.

« Mommy, please! » Your daughter insisted.

You were helpless. You didn’t want to disapoint your dear little daughter. You turned your gaze to the man in hope he would help you this time.

« What if I invit you to drink a coffee at home? » He asked in a soft voice, perfectly understanding why you were reluctant. « I swear I’m not a psychopath! » he added with an amused smile.

His smile was absolutely charming. You couldn’t help but look at it, smiling back.

« Well, if you’re not, I guess it’s fine to come. » you answered, giggling.

You were interrupted by small shouts of happiness from your daughter and Han. You grinned because of the cuteness and started to follow the man. Both of the children were running together in fron of you when the man leant a bit towards you.

« My name is Kylo by the way. » His deep voice making you shiver.

« I’m y/n » you answered softly.

Looking at the way you walked together, with your daughter and his son in fron of you woke an odd feeling inside you, it was supposed to be like this, a family, you thought remembering the way your daughter’s father had quicked you out of the house with your daughter. Strangely, you felt comfortable with Kylo, a man you just met, you felt kind of safe near him and a smile spread all over your face at the thought. You felt good this way. And little did you know Kylo felt the same.

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[ogrimskar]

Even Gods Must Die Part 1

The winds of Northrend howled like banshees in flight, bringing with them a biting cold which clawed at the eyes and the flesh. It was as much the enemy here as the dead who walked the landscape. Sapping hope and light in one fell blow, and nothing could fight that all encompassing cold. Not furs, blood, or shelter. For it seeped into the earth, it seeped into the pores and followed along with those who sought to escape it. Until that time when the claws of darkness dragged one into its clutches. And those who called it home were hardy, and tainted by its touch. Those who were foreign had not the strength that was born of the blood here. Those who came to the shore had to fight for every step, every breath.

There were only three left of the ten who set out that fateful day. The humans had perished long before them, the dwarven hardiness and stubbornness the only thing that kept their armored feet moving through the drifts of snow. Starvation took two of his people, the horrific rationing of their last dwindling supplies forcing them to make drastic choices. They had come across wild beasts, but the taint had seeped into them as well and made their meat poisonous to those who consumed it. One of his guards, the ever wild Soldi had thrown caution to the wind and consumed a wolf’s flesh raw from its body. He had spasmed one last time before they moved off. He was dead or turned into something far worse. They could only hope for the former. The last ones had died at the hands of the gripping cold, exposure to the elements doing them in. All that was left was three. Two foolish men who still followed their further foolish Thane who would never be.

Argyle, the former Master of the Guardians was too stubborn and too old to give up on their work. He would follow young Gunnar until the sun fell into the ocean. Hungir was simply too big and too dumb to know when death was stealing upon him. Even as frostbite took a finger and a toe, he just kept moving, unmindful of it. There was no pain in his extremities anymore, so there was nothing to fear in his simple mind. Gunnar appreciated the lack of complication within his mind. He wished he had such simplicity. Inhaling a lungful of the burning cold, he looked across the tundra and saw a glimpse of giant beasts lumbering. He did not know if they were simply beasts or the machinations of the Great Enemy. It did not matter. They were too many and too large for them to strike. Or perhaps they should, to bring an end to this ignoble journey.

“We should rest Gunnar!” Argyle called with his gruff voice over those howling winds, his gray beard whitened all the more by the blowing snows. He carried with him his great axe, shifting his fingers now and again so that the frost would not grow too strong on his fingers and locked his gauntlets to the metal of the weapon.

“No! We shall press on! This is our punishment! This is our destiny!” The call was returned by the sorrowful tones of the Thane-to-be. He did not even turn back to his Guardian, instead pushing on through the ankle deep snow drifts. His own sword, ancient and honed by those who came before him in his clan, rested at his back. The haft and the scabbard were frosted over and would require working to get out, but thankfully the grease they had made from a beached whale’s blubber kept it from freezing fully within the sheathe itself.

“There won’t be naught left to find your honor boy if you keep up this pace! Think about your last kin!” Argyle shouted all the louder, coming to stop in the snow. Hungir stopped as well, looking between the two men who he held his loyalty to. Master Guardian and the Thane that should have been. He didn’t know what to say or do, as he did not much of the time so he kept his mouth shut.

Gunnar turned slowly and there was something wild in his eyes. His black beard was caked in traceries of ice and snow, his wild hair weighted down by frozen sweat. He blinked slowly through a rime of cold slush, and raised a gauntlet to wipe away the worse of what had built up on his features. He stared at Argyle, stubbornly spreading his feet in that way a dwarf will when he shant be moved another inch unless he got his way. Gunnar snarled like an animal, hand reaching up to clasp around the hilt of his sword.

“You will do as you are bid Guardian! You chose to follow me! You could have remained at my Father’s side. You chose to side with me and throw yourself into this treason and this redemption! And now you shall follow me! By your oaths, you shall not defy me!” For a moment, through the months of guilt and pain, shone through the dwarf who could have led his Clan. Since his wife had died delivering his daughter, he had not been the same dwarf. Even as he took up the banner to defy his mad father and tried to retake his clan from the brink of calamity, he had been a shadow of his former self. And now, as what was left of his loyal followers dwindled and died upon the stalk, he was left only with barren fields to supplement his strength.

“I shall not Gunnar. And you know why. I defied mad orders before, and it becomes a habit. We should find shelter and figure a way to replenish our supplies safely. If we can find the ocean once more, we could fish and perhaps come up with something untainted by this land. See sense my boy. What honor is there in this death?” Argyle shook his head and stepped forward, hands raised, pleading in his own way with his leader. Hungir seemed once more to be confused and shifted his feet, looking between the two. In his simple mind, all he wanted was food and warmth. So perhaps Argyle had the better of it. But he could not say it to his Thane.

“So it comes to this! I should have seen your treachery Argyle. Why now? When there is nothing left to claim? Why choose now to rise your hand against me?” Gunnar’s voice came out a strangled rasp, his eyes wild and wide as his sword was yanked from its scabbard with a crack of ice. The shimmering blade slipped into his hands with ease, perfectly weighted for him.

“Put your sword away Gunnar and listen to sense! Look what this place has done to us! Perhaps we will die here. Seems almost assured. But the least we can do is take it on our own terms! Lets regroup, and do a proper sally into a camp o’ tha’ undead bastards! Go down swinging! Please boy! Don’t throw us away for nothing!” Argyle’s eyes would have been wet with tears if the wind and the cold had not robbed him of the ability.

“I will bring us the honor we sought my friend. I’m sorry you were not strong enough to see it through.” Gunnar’s voice trembled as it was robbed of all hope.

There was naught but sadness and wretched darkness within his mind now, seeing the last of the people who had walked side-by-side with him turn away from him. The cold had seeped into his skin and his bones, and the darkness had crept into his mind. It consumed him, took what little was light, twisting it. And as he stepped towards Argyle for one last time, he would not seek his embrace as before. With eyes burning and his heart hammering in his chest, his blade rose and pressed its tip to the heavy iron of his breastplate. Argyle did not even have time to defend himself from the strike, as he was so taken aback by the sudden action. Never in a hundred lifetimes would he think the dwarf he had watched grow from a baby into a man would turn on him like this. And in that last moment before the tip of the sword pierced his heart he had a moment of clarity. Perhaps the madness was genetic. Perhaps it had passed from father to son. He had never thought Grimfal capable of what he did. He should have worried about Gunnar’s mental health. And as his body fell back on the cold plains of Northrend, he was only thankful he didn’t have to watch the final agonizing end of Gunnar. Hopefully the Thane-to-be would find the peace he was seeking.

Gunnar Ironhands twisted his blade in the breast of his oldest friend, choking on a throatful of bile which he spattered onto the snow to the side of him. Hungir’s eyes were wide in shock as he watched his Thane kill his Master of Guardians. His hands gripped tightly to his hammer, but he did not raise it against his Thane. He didn’t know what to do. He was lost. Nothing in his past or his training could bring him any sort of comfort in this moment. He stared at the rapidly cooling body of Argyle, and then fell to his knee beside the corpse. His frostbitten hands scrabbled at the beard and throat of the old dwarf, trying to find a heartbeat he wouldn’t even be able to feel through his nerve damaged fingers. A low moan of sadness passed his lips as he found nothing. And the moan transmuted to a blood choked gurgle as the blade which had fled the heart of Argyle, pressed into the back of Hungir. Gunnar could not rightly say what drew his hand. Perhaps in the depths of his addled mind he saw Hungir’s convern as collusion with the traitor. Perhaps there was a voice there, pushing him foward and whispering from the winds themselves. But blood trickled down the thick brown beard of the big dwarf, until he fell forward over the body of the Master of Guardians.

Gunnar stumbled back from the bodies of the two men who followed him so far. As their lives pooled away from them, his senses returned to him. His eyes which had been clouded with anger and fear, were released from the grip of madness. And all he saw was what he had wrought. His sword was tainted with the blood of the last two who trusted him, the last two who were willing to give everything for him. And he took away the last bit of their lives for nothing. As the wind of Northrend howled on with no care for what he had done, he fell to an armored knee in the snow and let out a cry of hopeless and endless rage. His voice echoed across the tundra, a sound of such anguish and bleak hoplessness that it might have stirred the heart of even the coldest of creatures. But there was nothing in this land to heed such a cry. There was nothing here that would give him what he sought. And as his cry died down and the echoes stopped reverberating, he was forced to stand. Blood stained sword in hand, he turned his back on the crimes he committed. Inhaling another lungful of frozen air he stepped forward once more. And through the snow he trudged, alone and dwarfed by the enormity of the landscape. This was his last day of life, for his death would come during the night. But for him, this was the last moment of who Gunnar was. Gunnar was gone now, dead in the snow next to Argyle and Hungir. Left behind in the mad quest for redemption, for the failings that haunted his every step.

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[evangelineartemiasamos]

Red Queen Fan Fiction Black Storm XVIII

as I’ve mentioned in this post, this is the continuation of The Fitter.

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part I

part II

part III

part IV

part V

part VI

part VII

part VIII

part IX

part X

part XI

part XII

part XIII

part XIV

part XV

part XVI

part XVII

part XIX

The next chapters will jump back and forth in time a little. I'll try include dates whenever it's possible.

Brand new quote material! Watch out for the King's Cage book trailer~

The Mirror part VII

Mare POV

The empty eyes of the mask stared back at me. I saw myself in their abyss. How would it be when I put it on? Would I no longer be Mare Barrow, the traitor and the Lightning Girl? Would I Mareena Titanos again? Or would I finally succumb to become Maven's doll?

I traced the swirling patterns with my fingers, lines both red and silver, and no hint where Red ended and where Silver began.

Red and Silver, stronger than both.

A dry laugh escaped my throat. After the success with the Winter Gala, Maven had declared the whole of December to a month of festivites, to parade me around in a new fancy dress on each event. And today, a masked ball was on the schedule.

The sentinels had dressed me up already,  a red muslin gown wrapping and billowing my legs as I crouched on the bed, contemplating the mask that was to complete my attire. Finally, I let it drop and my hand wandered up to my earrings. I felt a tiny gladness to still have them with me.

But. That piece wasn't a mask for a powerful Newblood who had threatened to kill a king. It made a mockery out of me, turning all my effords, all I had been, into a party costume.

That was why I wasn't wearing it yet. Maven wanted me to look at it to realize its meaning. And because he would come to put it on my face himself.

(see the mask under the cut)

He was ready for the ball when he came for me, though his face was covered by his own mask already. The two sentinels waiting on me bowed upon his arrival. He wore his favourite uniform, decorated with even more silver and gold. His mask, black with stylized blue flames, could hardly be called such; it disguised only his left eye and cheek. Of course, the king would arrange a masked ball, but he wasn't going to pretend he was anyone else. Not anymore.

He greeted me, kneeing down to meet my eye level. "Do you think I enjoy seeing you like this?" Maven said. "Do you think I want to keep you a prisoner?" His long and pale fingers took the mask and turned it to give it a look of approval. He lifted it in front of my face.

"You are a weapon I intend to wield."

I entered the throne room ten paces behind him, surrounded by sentinels and Arvens as usual. I wondered if Maven felt embarrassed or proud, having to escort his state prisoner by so many security personnel. Wasn't I a most dangerous beast on a leash?

But I didn't watch the courtiers gawking at me, I looked at my hands, dressed in lacy gloves tonight. The Silent Stone manacles were still there, chained to the collar on my neck. The gloves served one purpose: to hide how chafed and swollen my wrists had become by now, rubbed raw by the constant physical and supernatural strain of the dreadful handcuffs.

The event was as dull as ever. Apart from my grand entry, I had to sit down next to the dais for the whole occasion. Maven was too occupied with the High Houses to spend much time near me, and when he did, he had only side eyes and wry smiles for me, to my great relief.

"It's as if he doesn't know what to do with you," I heard a woman say to me out of a sudden. I had dared to let my attention sway, and now the lady and her stunning black-haired attendant stood in front of me.

The lady came even closer to me, sitting down on the armrest of the throne. She didn't wear a dress, but a shiny black suit. I looked up into her face with a frown. Her mask was made up of raven feathers, as dark as her black eyes, contrasting with her yellow hair and tanned golden skin.

"It seems to be the newest fashion," I said, "to talk treason with the Lightning Girl."

She shrugged. "I am too old to care about some rules, I'm sure you'll excuse my choice of seat. But," she turned her full ganze on me, “let's talk about you. Don't you think you are a lot like the king, Mare Barrow?"

My fists tore so strong at my red dress that it ripped.

"They say that you loved him," the Silver bitch continued, "and he loves you still, because you share something."

"This is not love!" I hissed.

"Indeed, no one else would think so. But he believes he loves you, and that's all that matters to him."

“Go away, now! Or I will - !" If I screamed loud enough, the sentinels would bring me away and lock me in again. I didn't care what method they used to quiet me -

"Shh," the lady tried another tactic. "Mare Barrow, you have met my son and my daughter, and both of them took something from you. And they gave you something in return."

"What do you want from me? What are you talking about?" I didn't care, not really.

"Information. They relayed their knowledge to me, and here I am to return the favour to you." She leaned foward to me. "I thank you wholeheartedly for killing the witch queen, so I could take her job." She smirked and then I realized it. They shared no resemblance in their looks, but everything else revealed their connection - the way of speech, the bluntness, gestures and their style.

This had to be Griffey's mother.

She paused as I gathered my thoughts. "Do you believe Evangeline will come back to become queen?" she asked eventually.

I didn't offer a response.

"I don't think so," she answered her own question. "You see, her grandmother was a Calore, giving her precious drops of royal blood. A curse and a blessing. Her lineage strengthened her claim in the queenstrials, yet if Maven ever tires of her - and let's face it, he already does - he can always declare their union to be incestuous."

"Very interesting."

"Indeed, because this concerns you, Mare Barrow," she retorted to my incurious tone. "Lady Samos is out of the way at the choke, and Maven wants you at his side. Even though he can never have you." She smiled cynically. "But when the thaw comes, it'll be you whom he’ll take on his progress, Lightning Girl."

She rose. "Good night and sweet dreams."

I stared at the tear in my dress.

It was late into December when Griffey finally returned. One morning, she came into my cage, carrying my breakfast as if she had never been gone. I watched her, surprised to see her whole and healthy and as smug as ever.

Her mother hasn't seemed worried sick, either.

It wasn't like I had worried about her, but I had wondered if Maven had gotten rid of her, because she had been friendly to me. It wouldn't have been his first time.

"Exactly, the bitch is back," she barked at the other sentinels in the anteroom as the door opened by itself. "And my sexy brother is still not interested in your advances!"

She sighed as she approached me, her resolution vanishing. She lowered the tablet and sat down in front of me, her mismatched eyes meeting mine.

I showed my haughtiest expression and saw her biting her lips.

What's wrong with her? All sassiness gone?

Eventually, I took the food and started to nibble at the bread. I had no concern for the Silver's problems.

"I've been on, umm, holidays, to visit my brother Roman on his birthday," Griffey explained after several minutes.

I said nothing. So she had another devious brother. So she was allowed to take days off from Maven's insanity. Not everyone had such luck, especially not me.

"Look," she started again. She reached out to the tablet next to me. She shoved a plate aside and I saw a letter lying beneath it.

No.

She pulled the letter out and held it up. "The king," she emphasized, "has asked me to give you this."

No!

She handed it over. "Please take this."

Revulsion flooded through me. I couldn't imagine taking another bite form the meal, and vomit rose in my throat. Yet all my disgust originated from the potential content of that ivory paper.

Its whiteness was a lie, because every word might have been written with blood just as well.

But Griffey didn't care about my hesitation. Frozen as I was, I hadn't noticed how the envelope had moved from her hand into my lap. It took all my strength to lower my eyes ot it. I touched its surface with my index finger and I felt burned. I'd read Maven's letters before, clinging to the lost boy I'd met at first, yet some parts of me had died with every word from him.

Griffey cleared her throat. "I'm afraid I have to insist that you break the seal immediately." She didn't look at me, so she could not see my horrified face.

Flopp.

The seal broke by itself, and the flap of the envelope was lifted. The letter itself started to move, too, but I grapped it harder, almost rumpling it, creeped out by Griffey's flashy use of her ability.

"You witch .. " I whispered.

The moving stopped and I heard her take a heavy breath. She turned to me again and her expression was pleading and slightly sick as she lounged on the floor. "Mare. Just look at it."

I flinched, but I did as she said. Then I saw the tiny paper sticking out of the envelope, lying above the actual letter.

There was a note written on it, blackest ink in an unfamiliar hand.

This letter is not from Maven,

Lightning Girl.

Cassandra Griffey, the Queen of Limbs

My heart cramped.

What?

I stared at the note, hearing Griffey say, "go on," beyond a white noise in my head. I saw her nodding, but it took me another long moment to pull the letter out, closed with a second seal.

She hasn't read this.

I broke it and unfolded the paper. Then I read something I was hardly able to believe.

                                                                                                    Dec 15th, 320

Dear Mare,

first of all, I have to tell you that I love and I need you. I'm sorry, for my mistakes, for all the times I've been blind to your needs and your pain. I promise you to be better, Mare. I will not abandon you.

To my ashtonishment - and to hers, probably - Cassie Griffey has turned traitor to the throne, to become a collaborator to the Guard, just like I have. She'll report to us about you, and she'll help to free you. I know it's difficult for you to trust, and I have my own reservations about the charming lady, but please let her help you, whenever it's possible.

I guess you're even more interested in our well-being. It must be hard for you, but you needn't worry about us. Everyone who was on the Blackrun that day is still alive and well. We're safe, Mare. We know that Tuck has been assaulted, but Farley and the other officers anticipated this and they organized our removal.

She sits next to me as I compose this letter. She has suggested to write this piece herself, until she changed her mind and ordered me to do this. I thank her for this chance to confess myself to you.

But this shouldn't be all about me. Sara and Julian have married. We are making progress with the Newbloods and Silvers we've freed. And the Guard is taking care of the dagger legion.

Farley's reason for lurking over my shoulder is that she'd like me to tell you something, yet she doesn't want me to write anything she hasn't approved. Well, you might have concluded it by yourself, but she's pregnant and looks forward to the birth of her and Shade's child in several months. (she is blushing as she reads this, but I know how it pains her not to have Shade at her side.)

But that doesn't stop her from plotting to free you. With me, Kilorn, Julian, even Gisa, and many more. We will come for you,

Rise, red as the dawn.

I love you,

Cal

(Tiberias VII, ignited by your spark)

The words blurred before me, tears did that. Neither did I see Griffey standing in front of me before she spoke.

"You're crying, Mare Barrow. King Maven will be satisfied to notice the tears wetting this paper."

One hand of her seized the letter in my shivering fingers, the other touched my shoulder, almost like a caress. She looked down to me, with the slightest shake of her head.

"These words are a ruse," she was implying.

She pulled the letter and and instincly, I held fast, to remember every word, to make certain I hadn't made them up.

I will not abandon you.

We will come for you.

I love you.

I should have thought about the meaning of this letter, wondering if this wasn't just a forgery, if Griffey was truly trustworthy, about how likely Cal's promises were. But I didn't. All I felt was yearning and affection.

"Please." My gaoler still grapped at the paper and finally, I let go. I wished to hold on, so much, and yet, if I began to trust this woman, I had to believe she was right in taking it from me,

"These words are for me alone, Cassandra Griffey," I declared with a rough voice. "I will not forget them, tell him that."

The corners of her mouth twitched. "That may take some time," she admitted, tipping at her watch as if she meant mere hours, not - what, weeks?

"I do nothing but waiting and thinking and dreaming," I whispered.

Commentary:

Are you okay? I'm not so sure about me.

I hope you have intense feelings about this chapter.

Cal cried after he wrote that letter. Then he went hunting with Kilorn, without catching any game. Farley cried too, later on, but only Gisa saw it.

The mask - it's real thing, I bought it in Florence. I looked at it time and time again and thought that's something Mare might wear.

The whole first part of the chapter is inspired by the King's Cage book trailer. I mean the dress and the quote. I shortened it because it fits better in my narrative this way, I'm not implying that Maven doesn't say the rest of the quote. And well, I thought it was about time for Cassie's mum to appear. She is always hinted at, but she only shows up in that short story taking place > 30 years before. She's much more of a bitch than Cassie, as you can probably see.

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