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alieinthemorning · 3 months
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How They Comfort You [Fontaine]
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Content: Comfort/Comfort, Implied Angst (Lyney), Headcanons
Pronouns: None
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Regions: Mondstadt | Liyue | Inazuma | Sumeru | Fontaine | Beyond Celestia
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Furina
A show or a song, as long as it's something joyful, she'll extend the invitation to you.
And mayhaps, she'll give you a private scene or song.
And if none of that is your fancy, then she'll make you a plate of macaroni for the two of you to share.
Lyney
Magic! Magic always cheers people up, right?
Until it doesn't, and he's gone back then and the best he can give you is himself.
Navia
As an honorary member of the Spina di Rolusa, you are not allowed to stew in your sadness. At least not on Navia's watch.
She'll not only take you out, but whip something up herself.
Take you out on a shopping spree. Enjoy the scenery that is Fontaine.
Whatever it is you want to do, she won't let you do it alone.
Neuvillete
As long as it is in his power, he will give it to you.
It truly is as simple as that.
Wriothesley
The best this man has is an ear to listen, advice and tea.
Oh, and some time in the ring, sometimes being able to punch something in a safe space helps more than you'd realize.
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I can't keep the angst away from Lyney and I haven't even officially written for him yet.
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justafandomgvrl · 1 year
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Lockwood & Co Headcanons
Sharing a bed with them
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George
- probably isn't a massive cuddler
- but will have one of his limbs flung over you to make sure you're still there
- he probably wakes up first most mornings, gazing at your blurry form until he remembers to put on his glasses
- there are always glasses of water next to the bed and you gotta be careful not to knock them over when getting in or out
- there's generally a couple of books at the end of the bed that George forgot to take back to the library
- before you fall asleep, he kisses the top of your head
- he definitely makes the bed every morning
Lucy
- one hundred percent a little spoon
- she likes to feel you wrapped around her, it helps her feel safe
- you probably end up breathing in her hair but it doesn't matter cos you're close to each other
- there's about a hundred teacups on the bedside table, most of them half full from drinking them before passing out
- she almost curls up like a cat, and when you don't spoon, you often end up with her on top of you, limbs splayed everywhere
- it's a tad warm but neither of you mind. you're close, you're safe, and you're relaxed
Lockwood
- big spoon. likes to know he's protecting you, even at night
- there's a thousand blankets on the bed, most of which get kicked off every night
- he still layers them on there though. just in case you get cold
- he doesn't sleep much but knowing that you're asleep in his arms help him to relax
- on the rare occasion that you wake up and he's fast asleep, you daren't move, not wanting to wake him
- he never makes the bed other than tossing the blankets back on it
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achaoticeternal · 1 year
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bewitched - ending 1.
check out bewitched pt. 1 here!
ending 2. — ending 3. — ending 4.
summary: after you present Aemond with the ultimatum of your marriage, he must choose between you and Alys.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
He chose you…
The days passed by silently… slowly… There was an eagerness in your bones that craved the touch of your husband. Part of you despised loving him while the other part longed for him once more. No matter how greatly the grief clinged to you, you refused to allow yourself to simply let him in. Aemond had the ultimatum… You allowed him the privilege to choose and so you waited.
Life passed by with the Red Keep continuing business as usual. Though everything seemed plain, a tension hung in the air that caused waves of anxiety to rush through the halls. The staff of the Keep were far more hushed than usual, gossiping with baited breaths when they could.
They took notice of the strange silence between you and the Prince. You only allowed yourself to be seen with Aemond at suppers or when it was greatly expected of you, so not to slack on your duty to the realm. The only other time you allowed yourself to see him was in the quick glances at him when he came to bed. Encounters at night were always silent, moving separately from each other so not to disturb what remained unspoken.
Most of your time was spent either in the gardens or the library, using your solitude as time for further entertainment. Currently, you were perched on a seat of one of the garden patios among bushes and a vineyard with your children accompanying you. You would not allow for the coldness you currently felt toward Aemond to manifest toward them as well, they were innocents. When they asked why their father was no longer frequently joining their mother in her activities, you swayed them away from the questions, wishing not to go into detail with them yet about Aemond’s infidelity.
Your son, Aemon, was pretending to joust with his wooden sword and shield on the greenery. He looked just like Aemond, even going as far as to antagonize his imaginary opponent before striking them. Maerys, your sweet daughter, sat at the steps to the patio reading a book. She was just as studious as her father. And though both children had traits of their father and the fine silver hair of a Targaryen, they had your eyes and your spirit.
It was the shift in the attendants that alerted you to another presence. You lifted your gaze to see Aemond, face stoic and arms held behind his back. With a sigh, you rose from your seat and soothed out the skirt of your dress. You waved at the attendants as to instruct them.
“Please see the children back to their rooms. Their lessons with the septas will resume shortly,” You nodded to the nurse who escorted Aemon and Maerys back into the Keep.
Both Aemond and yourself watched as the silver-haired twins disappeared indoors, leaving you both alone together. Instead of looking to your husband, you gaze rested on one of the shrubs with freshly sprouted rose buds. Words had escaped you and your mind was too foggy to think properly.
Suddenly, calloused fingers began to settle in your hand, attempting to intertwine themselves with your own soft digits. The feeling caused a wave of worry to crash through you as you quickly pulled your hand away. Aemond sighed, but his hand remained where yours was a moment before.
“It rids me with guilt that the smile that once graced your face has been replaced with tears and anger at my doing,” your husband finally broke the silence between you.
“Do you love her?” You responded, paying no mind to his previous statement.
His reply was quick to follow, a slight surprise to you, “No.”
Words were lost on you, so instead you simply nodded your head. Your gaze was still elsewhere, concerned that if you looked him in the eye your walls would crumble.
“I know that I have caused you unspeakable pain, but you will not have to worry about temptations anymore…” Aemond tried to keep a stoic tone, but the wavering of his voice revealed how much he regretted his previous actions.
Though you accepted his kind words, he needed to be explicit about what they meant, “And what of Alys… and the bastard?”
“I expect that they have sailed off the coast of Dorne by now. The witch is seeking asylum abroad in Essos where she shall be no concern of ours,” Aemond explained, “But the fault has been mine, my love. You have been a loyal wife and companion, blessing us with two beautiful children. I allowed the spoils of war to corrupt me and tempt me and I… I apologize, deeply, and this will be something I regret for the rest of my days…”
“But I love you, my sweet wife, I truly do. And if you would allow me, I would do… I would do anything to amend the bonds I’ve broken,” He looked at you, grief shining through his one good eye.
There was a quiet moment between both of you. Then, you silently outstretched your hand, taking his pale hand into your own.
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applecidersstuff · 6 months
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When Inej is away, Kaz visits the Van Eck mansion almost daily. He's bored and lonely, but wouldn't admit it to anyone. And at some point, he finds Alys there.
Wylan thought it might be good for his mother to talk to someone, and Alys is the only person for that - that comes to his mind. He would've asked Inej or Nina, but both of them are away, and Matthias, who would've been a good choice too, is very far away.
Both Wylan and Jesper are away, so Kaz, not wanting to go back to Slat and his boring papers, sits there and at some point joins the conversation. Marya and Alys were talking about children and their hobbies, at some point Kaz feared Alys might start singing. Well, Kaz didn’t really join in, truth is, at some point, Maria simply began asking him questions and explaining some things that Alice, in theory, should have known.
And eventually, after the shock had settled, Kaz really joined in. Both women were telling him all the tea they knew, and Kaz became an expert in Ketterdam's high-class rumors and scandals. He knows why a merchant's wife attending a ball in the same dress she wore before is scandalous. Why young ladies cannot be in the same room as gentlemen alone. Why men calling off an engagement is a scandal, but a woman doing the same is fine.
At some point Kaz visits them almost every time Alys and Marya meet for tea. And they do it every week.
Sometimes Alys brings her dog, and Kaz tries to train it. Marya offers whistle but both Kaz and Wylan protest against it. Wylan because he doesn’t want to have a headache every time Alys and the dog are visiting, and Kaz because he doesn’t want the dog to be manipulated as easily as Smits dogs were.
Eventually the dog, a little Pomeranian, is trained. And Kaz to everyone’s surprise makes it do tricks and sometimes puts on a little act with the dog. He makes it jump through fire, disappear in a hat and appear later with a rose in his teeth.
The dog adores Kaz and Kaz adores the dog. Sometimes Wylan thinks that Kaz visits just to see the dog.
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alitherandom · 1 month
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Just thinking about Omega telling Crosshair to stow it just like Echo did in episode one of season one and there's absolutely no doubt in my mind Echo is the one that teaches her to always be kind and respectful to people but he also teaches her how to come back with the most sarcastic things to use when needed (he picked them up during his time with the 501st) along with how to give the most savage insults (they don't tell Hunter)
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wordsarelife · 4 months
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lockwood & co masterlist
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fluff (f), angst (a), suggestive (s), platonic (p), injury/ blood (w)
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❛ 𝐢’𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ❜
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𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 (34.9k)
blank space (0.7k) — normally lockwood can hide his feelings quite well. that talent seems to fade every time someone tries to flirt with his y/n (f,s)
peace (0.5k) — y/n is all that Lockwood needs, especially in the quiet moments (f,a)
sweet nothing (0.8k) — eating breakfast in bed (f)
stay, stay, stay (1.3k) — you never leave a fight unresolved (f,a)
delicate (0.5k) — some flirty banter in a near death situation (f,s)
king of my heart (1.8k) — there was always this flirty banter between you, without anything ever happening. one day you grow tired of it and leave lockwood to make a choice (f,a,s)
treacherous (1.3k) — How can it be that two people who grew up together hate each other so much? lockwood and you find out that love and hate are closer together than you had thought (f,a,s)
cruel summer (1.3k) — there’s just one bed, luckily you are the most brilliant person lockwood knows… or are you? (f,s)
you belong with me (1.6k) — you have to flirt to finish a mission. much to the dismay of lockwood you are far too good at it (f,s)
the way I loved you (pt 2 of ybwm) (1.2k) — lockwood is protective of what is his and in his own definition, you belong to him (f,a,s)
london boy (1.0k) — lockwood and you finish a study about what defines the greatness of a kiss (f,s)
it's nice to have a friend (0.3k) — you pass out after a dangerous encounter with a ghost (a,f,w)
enchanted (1.0k) — lockwood and you have been in love ever since you first met and it's been quite obvious for anyone else, but you two (f)
seven (sibling!reader) (0.5k) — a mission went badly and you and your brother console each other (f, a, p)
i did something bad (1.2k) — gathering information from a tied up and horny teenage boy should be easy enough, right? (s)
i think he knows (1.3k) — you have to admit your feelings for lockwood after your heartbeat goes through the roof at his touch (f)
change (1.4k) — lockwood realizes how much he missed of his sisters, the reader, life (a,f,p,w)
back to december (1.4k) — you had left lockwood in a night filled with regret and there was nothing you wanted more than to apologise to him (a,f,p)
the best day (0.4k) — domestic fluff with anthony lockwood (f)
this is me trying (1.1k) — you always try to save your friends life at the expanse of your own. this time you might've gone too far (a,p)
my tears ricochet (1.4k) — you save lockwoods life on a job but he can't save you.. but with a twist (a,w,f)
it's beginning to look a lot like christmas (0.5k) — lockwood is as cooky as usual, luckily you are used to it by now (f,s)
driving home for christmas (0.4k) — in which you come home for christmas surprisingly and lockwood can proof that his girlfriend is real (f)
the very first night (0.7k) — you celebrate your birthday for your friends only, lockwood celebrates your birthday for you (f,a,p)
lavender haze (1.2k) — despite kipps best efforts to keep you away from each other, lockwood won't stop flirting with you (f)
all american bitch (3.4k) — everbody knew that there was something wrong in the way your brother talked to you and lockwood wouldn't let you accept it any longer (f,a,s)
pretty isn’t pretty (0.8k) — he was showering you in compliments all while you felt like you weren’t pretty enough (f,a)
i forgot that you existed (0.6k) — lockwoods sibling had a bad day at school (f,p)
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𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐦 (8.2k)
daylight (0.6k) — early morning cuddles with your boyfriend (f)
mastermind (2.3k) — the team has to work together with kipps, for george that means being stuck with the best friend of the blonde leader, y/n. the only person in the whole world that seemed to be smarter than him, that's why he hated her. (a,f)
love story (0.8k) — hiding a relationship becomes a challenge when your bosses are lockwood and kipps, but y/n and george always seem to manage anyway… (f)
i knew you were trouble (0.7k) — you expressed your likeness for george all the time.. seems like he finally gets it (f)
ours (0.3k) — george tries to make reader go to bed (f)
mirrorball (0.7k) — george has been struggling and you help him (a,f)
fearless (1.7k) — george admires you deeply. not only because you're his girlfriend, but because you have an extraordinary gift (f/a)
snowman (1k) — a situation in which you are trapped, causes george and you to confess (f,)
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𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐬 (6.8k)
i know places (1.6k) — all hell breaks loose when your brother finds out about you and quill (f,s)
paper rings (1.5k) — you & quill are basically married, but when will he finally ask? (f)
today was a fairytale (1k) — you and quill go on your first date (f,s)
gold rush (0.8k) — loving quill kipps feels like a gold rush (f,a)
santa tell me (1.2k) — you and quill had been the parents of the group for years, but nothing ever happened between the two of you. now it’s finally time to change that, or atleast your friends think it is (f)
santa clause is coming to town (0.2k) — you and quill know each other so well, you could almost finish each others sentences (f)
under the mistletoe (0.5k) — you and your boyfriend get caught under the mistletoe (f)
you need to calm down (0.4k) — you and quill wind down after a long day (f,w)
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𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (5.5k)
anthony lockwood, illicit affairs series (5.5k) — your secret relationship might not be enough for the future you have ahead of you (a,s,f) one, two, three part four (ending: afterglow) part four (ending: closure)
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𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 (0.6k)
deck the halls (0.6k) — decorating cookies at portland row (f,p)
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two-white-butterflies · 2 months
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As Lovers Often Do - c.6
Description: Alyssa Strong was born to be Aemond's wife. As the dance occurs, certain consequences are levied upon her.
"An eye for an eye. A son for a son."
series masterlist | part five
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"For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight." - Don McLean, Vincent.
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(A YEAR BEFORE SER HARWIN STRONG'S DEATH)
When Alyssa was young, she could faintly remember playing with horses and dolls. Every night before she'd sleep, her lady-mother would enter her chambers and whisper love stories about knights and princesses. Alyssa believed that the knight was her father, and the princess her mother. In her eyes, her parents shared a meticulous bond - filled with respect and love.
"You missed your lessons," her father leaned on the door-frame. With wide shoulders and brown curls, Harwin Strong was everything dangerous. "I do not like my septa," Alyssa responded continuing to sew. "Just because you feel tired to do something, does not give you license to quit." Harwin responded in a deep tone.
He took another step forward, eyes softening at the presence of his only daughter. Her father has done bad things ... vile things that keep him awake at night, but Alyssa was different. Daegon was his heir, but Alyssa was only his - Alyssa was kind. Nothing like him.
"Septa Brown slanders House Targaryen - says that we're wanton and filled with lust." she gritted her teeth, oblivious to the rumors about her father and aunt. "She is wrong, is she not?" she tilted her head to look at her father's direction. At this point, Harwin was standing beside her sitting position.
He took a deep breath.
He loved Saera then, but not now.
"Even if she is, the Targaryens are above law. Why else would the gods give you right to claim dragons?" Harwin responded, placing a hand to his daughter's head, ruffling her braided hair. A small grunt escaped Alyssa's mouth. "Septa Brown was chosen by the King, tis' best to listen to her other teachings." Harwin added.
Alyssa looks at the warm fireplace.
"Septa Brown also says that Princess Rhaenyra's sons are bastards, that they were sired by you." her teeth burrowed into her lower lip.
Harwin's demeanor evidently changes.
"I will speak to the King," he whispered - and her eyebrows merged into each other.
When it came to slander about her mother's house - Harwin was incompetent seemingly tolerating the abuse. But when it came to Princess Rhaenyra? He seems to care more.
"Speak to the King, about?" Saera's voice echoed throughout the solars. "That Septa Brown has been spreading rumors about your nephew's paternity." Harwin reported and a sigh escapes her mother's mouth. "- she even told Alyssa about it. She's bold, and if we do not put a stop to it - she'll continue spreading rumors ... and what will happen then?" Harwin proceeded.
"She needs to stop, that I agree upon. But do not tell my father, instead - let me speak to Rhaenyra." Saera barred, not giving her husband another reason to speak to her sister.
"I apologize if I created a fight," Alyssa pricked her finger with a needle, she hides it by wiping it on the hems of the fabric. "All is well - you did not create a fight. You merely informed us of something that we ought to know about." Saera smiled, quickly sitting beside Alyssa.
She presses a soft kiss to Alyssa's forehead.
She turns her head towards Harwin, offering her hand. He takes it reluctantly, sitting beside his wife - giving his family a small embrace.
"One day, when I get married - I wish to have love as pure as yours." Alyssa professed, her mother held back a chuckle.
"In due time, you will have something much better." Saera pulled her daughter closer, whispering words in high Valyrian that none of them could understand.
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"All is said?" Aemond stirred the tea, placing it in front of Alyssa. "Kepa agrees upon our marriage, he won't tell muña until we're ready." Alyssa informs, taking a slight sip.
He casts her a look - one of confusion and pain. King Viserys was willing to be his granddaughter's keeper, but not his other children's. He looks away, it was no use fighting against something that benefited him too. "- and when exactly will we become ready?" Alyssa adds with a raised eyebrow.
"When you're finished with your tour, and when my mentorship with Ser Criston ends.." Aemond places a hand on her shoulder. Inhaling her scent of lavender and pine. He couldn't help but thank the gods for giving her, in a world filled with betrayal and temptation - she was there, shining through the darkness.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Happiness was a mere arm's reach. "I can't believe that we are given the chance to be with each other," Alyssa licks her lips, feeling her heart pulse rapidly from inside her ribcage. Aemond, her uncle, her joy.
"- and when I am with you, all my worries disappear." she professed.
He presses their forehead together, feeling their hearts beat in unison. This is it ... her once in a lifetime. She's found a man who'd love her in ways that she deserves. She could die now. It wouldn't matter anyways, because she's already felt heaven.
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Alyssa knelt on the pew, feeling the Mother's statue staring at her. Uncle Daemon built it shortly after her birth, an ode to the mother for keeping Saera safe. She looks to the side, feeling the firm stare of the Father - her family did not believe in these gods, but she did. Alyssa loved the Seven Gods.
She closes her eyes, the prayer exited her mouth like an exalted breath. First, she thanked them for giving her a blessed life. She apologized for all of her sins. Her mind then trailed off to her father. She sees him staring at her with his brown curls and domineering stature. Ser Harwin Strong, the Broken.
"Father?" she raises her voice in confusion, rising from her kneeling position, so that she'd be on his level. "Alyssa," he responded. A knowing twinkle in his eyes. "You cannot be real, this is not real?" she inquired, attempting to touch him but he moves a step back.
"You have grown so much, since we last met." he stared at her, from head to toe. It's been five whole years since they last saw each other. She could feel the longing radiate through her bones. All her life, she's always felt like something was missing - her cousins had their parents, but she missed her father.
She missed his voice, and the way that he'd guide her with tenderness. Alyssa was his joy, and Daegon was his pride. Alyssa...yes, Harwin's joy - she needed to count all the victories that she was granted. "- and you haven't changed a day." she whispered.
She feels the tears trail down her cheekbones. They came from the same vine, yet their features were apart as day and night. Mirrors of each other, staring at each other. "I wish I was still there." he admitted, sadness spilling from his tone. "I wasn't a good man, Alyssa. I hurt your mother, I hurt your brother ... I hurt you." he confesses, his voice raising and cracking.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I did something, the truth will come out in due time. I-I came here to warn you. You must fight against your fate. Do not be as reckless - always find strength in yourself. It will get better, I promise." he takes a step forward.
She opens her eyes, and suddenly her father was gone again. "Lady Alyssa?" Helaena shakes her awake. "W-what happened?" Alyssa holds her head, attempting to stabilize her vision. Princess Helaena freezes, as if she's just seen a ghost. "Look." she points at the mother's statue, and to both of their shock - a stray crow was standing atop the statue's head.
The stranger was here, and the stranger will come again.
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talleryn · 1 year
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Ok but I see ppl saying that Lockwood would propose to Lucy, or that Lucy would propose to Lockwood, but here’s what I think happens:
Lockwood gets caught doing some crazy shit or gets injured on a job (or both at once) and DEPRAC is making a huge fuss, and due to some legal red tape it’s just easier if he lists Lucy as his spouse bc then she can legally sign the right papers or whatever. He doesn’t really mention this to Lucy he just slaps some documents down (which she neglects to actually read) and goes “sign here”. It’s never even brought up again until Lockwood gets himself into another scrape and says something like “don’t hurt me or my wife will have your soul.” Lucy understandably has to take a second and go “what did you just say?” To which Lockwood responds that he thought she already knew and that she can file for divorce if she wants but for legal + tax purposes it’s really just easier if they stay married. (Plus he just likes being married)
George at this point is despairing that he has to live with not one but two Lockwoods.
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firstdivisiongirl · 27 days
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Could I request for Haitani brothers headcanons?
But like them...with a female reader who wants both and is determined to get them both (totally not me)
How they'd react to the cheesy and slightly cringe pick up lines (for example "history and you are diff, bc history is my past and you're my future")
I'm sorry and thankful... I hope for you to get enough relax and have fun while writing and in general 🙇🏻‍♀️
Hello! I am never relaxed lol. I am always stressed. It's just me. But I did have fun writing his. I hope with this what you were looking for
Fem Reader Trying to Flirt with Ran and Rindou Headcanons
Ran Haitani
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He loves when you flirt
He finds it cute
When you started flirting with his brother, he thought it was a joke.
He is the better brother after all.
But seeing how his brother reacted, he started to like you trying to date both of them
When you tell him pickup lines, he loves it.
His favorite is “I tried to send you something pretty in the mail, but the mailman told me to get out.”
Then when he finds out you want to be with his brother too, he is fine with it.
They are a package deal anyways
He wouldn’t get mad that you 
When he see you use pick up lines on Rin and how he reacts, he laughs.
He’d convince his brother that it’s all good
Rindou Haitani
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He gets all flustered when you flirt.
He never gets to be the center of someone’s attention.
Especially because his brother is more popular with the ladies
So when you come up to him and say, “did it hurt when you fell from heaven” he froze and blushed like crazy
He tries to flirt back sometimes
But fails
But you think it’s cute
He gets a little upset when he finds out you flirt with his brother too
He wants a girl to just like him for once.
After talking to his brother, he realizes that it’s better that she has a crush on him too.  Rather than another person.
He realizes he’s right.
So he let’s it happen
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luvlylovingu · 9 months
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BUDDHA PROPOSING `. * 𓏲
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𓄹. ⋮ ❀ lowercase intended. this is only a work of fiction and does not follow any canon events. however, buddha is still a god and you are a gn!demigod who also resides in valhalla. word dump, unedited brain rot. reblogs are much appreciated! ‹𝟹
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the way he proposed was not grand, and it didn't need to be. all that mattered was you and him.
it was almost sunset and you were both sitting under this huge tree. there was a calm breeze surrounding the two of you as you close your eyes and bask in the gentle sunlight like what you usually do when you feel happy and content. buddha knows this all too well.
he smiles at the sight of it. 'you look the most beautiful when you're like this: happy and at peace beside me.' he thinks to himself with a smile plastered on his face.
when he finally found the courage to speak his mind, he blurts it out, plain and simple, short and sweet, as they say. “will you marry me?”
you were taken aback for a second. face painted with a shocked expression, but it quickly turns into adoration as you see that his ears have turned slightly pink, and his twiddling fingers don't go unnoticed either. though his face hides the embarrassment pretty well, his adam's apple bobbing gave it away. “the great buddha-sama.. is asking me to marry him? perhaps i heard wrong—mhm yes i must have heard it wrong. could you repeat that for me, please?”
you said in a chaffing manner. he only lets out a hearty laugh and looks away, shaking his head at your teasing demeanor. but he wasn't mad or anything, in fact he felt more calm than earlier. it was one of the things he liked about you: how carefree, jolly, and lighthearted you were, and how he can easily feel at ease when you're around; how you effortlessly make him fall for you over and over again.
“i'm serious, y/n.” he says in a serious yet playful tone, voice deeper with a knowing smirk on his face. his hand cups your cheek and makes you look at him. slowly, he leans in closer to the point where if you even take a single breath in, he might end up getting sucked in closer and his lips would inevitably find their way on top of yours.
his ministrations ended up getting you flustered this time around, but you have no complaints. he gives emphasis on every word before softly pressing his forehead against yours and gently rubbing your nose with his. “will—you—marry—me?”
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terrorofthetrident · 5 months
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just thinking about how aemond communicates his love for the people he cares about through physical touch and acts of service and how that’ll be how he expresses his emotions with alys, it’s just so much easier than using his words
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alieinthemorning · 3 months
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How They Comfort You [Sumeru]
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Content: Comfort/Comfort, Headcanons
Pronouns: None
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Regions: Mondstadt | Liyue | Inazuma | Sumeru | Fontaine | Beyond Celestia
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Alhaitham
He is not good at this, but that doesn't mean he is incapable.
The best he can give you is an ear to listen, and some advice.
Whether you take that advice is up to you, but regardless, he'll be keeping an eye on you.
Cyno
He is extremely busy, but when he does have a moment, he listens.
He acts.
He beats you in TC (he won't dishonor you by letting you win, plus you'll be too busy focusing on the match to be bothered with what upset you.
Kaveh
Kaveh is the most emotional in tune, so if something is upsetting you, he'll know.
If he isn't busy with a commission, then he'll spend all his time with you.
Although, even if he has a commission, he'll still have you knew (which makes you feel a little worse because you feel like you're distracting him and being selfish).
But he reassures you and tells you that it's okay to be selfish sometimes.
Tighnari
He'll suggest that you accompany him on a hike, that a walk through nature should help clear your mind.
He'll also take the time to educate you on a few things, watching as you go from distracted to completely having your attention on him and the world around you.
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Ko-Fi | Commission | Masterlist
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15-lizards · 9 months
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Hello! I am a big fan of your hcs of fashion in Planetos. I was wondering if you had anyone for Maegor's reign and his six wives. We are all crazy for our girl Rhaena the lesbian, but i Wonder, how do you imagine Alys Harroway and Tyanna of Pentos's fashion? Alys gives me the vibes that she was quite never prepared to be Queen, so when she became one, her fashion was between showy but... cheap in some way? disastrous if that makes sense?
Now this is some good shit
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Ceryse Hightower, Maegor’s first wife, was said to be “shrewish” which I take as her being a relatively modest young girl and becoming a pious older queen, shying away from anything attention catching after years of suffering under Maegor’s wrath. Her fashion was always loose and covering, leaving nothing but her hands and face exposed. A generally unassuming and forgettable queen. She was the scorned Catherine of Aragon to…
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…Alys’ Catherine Howard. An innocent younger woman who could give the king sons, and is thus thrust into the role of queen, which she is wholly unprepared for. She is a young girl who was probably so excited to be the envy of all of Westeros, and wanted to buy the most expensive and ostentatious clothing she could. After their exile in Pentos, she is even more inspired by all the decoration on the locals clothing, and continues to dress in a showy, overcompensating way, up until her death
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I am taking a marker to the Orientalist view of Tyanna and scribbling it all out. She wasn’t walking around like an evil seductress in one sheer layer of gauze she was decked out in fine fabrics, layers and layers of satin and silk and soft linen in order to create detailed skirts and soft shawls. Her rise to power is very evident through her clothing, because no former bastard courtesan would be dressing like one once they rose through the ranks.
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achaoticeternal · 1 year
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bewitched - ending 4.
check out bewitched pt. 1 here!
ending 1. — ending 2. — ending 3.
summary: after you present Aemond with the ultimatum of your marriage, he must choose between you and Alys.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*    *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
You left him…
The days passed by silently… slowly… There was an eagerness in your bones that craved the touch of your husband. Part of you despised loving him while the other part longed for him once more. No matter how great the grief clung to you, you refused to allow yourself to simply let him in. Aemond had the ultimatum… You allowed him the privilege to choose and so you waited.
Hours, days, even a full week passed without so much of a word between you or Aemond. Not only had your marriage become strained, but any relationship you had with any person in the Red Keep had become absent. You were alienated in the place you once felt the greatest peace and love in your life.
As life went on, you started sending ravens back home to your parents. You detailed your situation and the internal battle you faced. A great part of you wanted to run away and leave the capital forever, yet you could not just abandon your children, you wrote. Even if your children were clearly Targaryen, they were also a part of you, and you would not become known as the princess who abandoned her children. It was Aemond’s fault for causing so much pain to enter your life, and he did nothing to stop such pursuits. Marriage is a burden, you remember one elder noble lady saying long ago before your betrothal to the prince. If only you knew then what you know now…
Eventually, you had planned yourself a trip to return back to your childhood home. Using the guise of your father’s sudden illness, preparations were made. Aemond had left on Vhagar a day earlier, so he had no knowledge of your plan — to leave and never return to the Red Keep.
Much of the time before your leave was spent caring for your children, ensuring that they were prepared for the journey. But you were unsure of how to explain the circumstances of the extended leave from the capital to them. How could you simply tell of their father’s infidelity?
Upon the next full moon, your leave from the Keep had been made, and you and the children were in pursuit to your home. The place where you would all hopefully remain safe as the war began to stir in the realm. Maybe this would all be a blessing in disguise.
But as you watched King’s Landing disappear from view, you could only think about the letter you had left on your sheets and Aemond’s reaction to your absence.
In your silence, you have sealed our fate. May the Seven cleanse your soul, my love.
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farfaras · 1 year
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You know I’ve always seen headcanons about steddie’s kids either being artistic or sporty. With either the same interests as Eddie or as Steve.
However I like my personal headcanon that the kid wouldn’t be artistic or sporty but rather a downright science nerd. Dustin loves this fact, and teases Steve and Eddie about how he gets what she’s talking about but they don’t.
She was always curious as a little kid and when she got to school she excelled in every single subject but her favorite was science. Experiments are a normal occurrence, and sometimes it gets messy.
Her favorite uncle is Dustin, and he introduces her to electronics too. She’s obsessed.
Even when most of the time Steve and Eddie have no idea what she’s even talking about, they still listen and support her the best they can.
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yandere-writer-momo · 11 months
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Is it okay if you do Baki characters with a black s/o who loves to twerk (who has a big butt) sorry if this makes you on comfortable
Why would I ever be opposed to a request for a s/o to be a specific race? There’s no racism allowed on this blog.
Yandere Baki Head Canons
Black S/O that loves to twerk
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Hanayama Kaoru
Hanayama doesn’t mind if you like to twerk in the privacy of your home but he’s not cool with you doing it out in public. That’s his ass. He doesn’t want anyone else to look at you, let alone breath the same air as you.
Baki Hanma
Baki had no idea a booty can jiggle like that. He’s entranced. He might try to get you to teach him how to twerk.
Jack Hanma
Doesn’t mind it at all if you twerk in public so long as you’re with him. He’s grabbing your bottom the entirety of the night. He loves it
Kaioh Retsu
This man is awkward as hell. He can’t handle a stallion and he’d probably fall over if you twerk on him
Katsumi Orochi
He’s drooling. He doesn’t know how to handle all that ass but doesn’t mean he wouldn’t try. He is entranced. He is sitting in a chair and just watching you shake in ways he’s never seen before
Muhammed Ali Jr
If he’s drunk, he’s twerking with you. I feel like Ali could throw it back but he’s too prideful to do it unless intoxicated. He loves watching you twerk
Biscuit Oliva
Now we all know this man is all about booty. He’s a booty man and he would never stop you from shaking it. He’s probably throw dollar bills at you too
Sikorsky
He is so intrigued because he’s never seen someone twerk before. He admires the movements and he might even try to give it a go too
Hector Doyle
He wants you to teach him immediately. How could you keep such a move to yourself?! Show him how to “put his back in it.” He will be twerking in the splits in no time
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