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meazalykov · 5 days

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Teammates, or lovers?

emily fox x uswntplayer!R

warnings: none

Emily Fox and Y/n L/n are in a year long relationship together. The 25 and 23 year old first met when they both played for North Carolina Courage in 2023. Since then, Emily moved to London and Y/n L/n moved to Lyon to continue their football careers. So, their relationship turned into a long distance relationship.

The two lovers were sad about it, and the first two months were pretty hard to adjust to. However, they both moved to the same continent so it was easier to see each other during small breaks in their careers. Y/n made the effort to visit London to see Emily, even if it's only a day trip. Emily made the same efforts as well, coming to Lyon to watch Y/n play with their USWNT teammate Lindsey Horan whenever it's possible.

You remembers the night in North Carolina when you cried to Emily about your career. For a while, you lost your passion and struggled to find a challenge in the sport. Everyone involved in the NWSL knew that you were one of the best left wingers out there. You moved to North Carolina from the Chicago Red Stars to see if the team was the problem, it wasn’t.

Emily understands your feelings completely. She cried with you as well since your feelings with the sport related with hers.

The next day, Y/n’s agent told her that Olympique Lyon wanted to offer her a contract. The girl’s jaw dropped at the news. Lyon is one of the most developed clubs in the world, in terms of women’s soccer. She knew Lindsey Horan, her friend and USWNT teammate, transferred there after a year long loan deal. Y/n accepted the offer, hoping that Lyon would give her the passion she wanted back.

“Emily, I have to tell you something.” Y/n sat down beside Emily as she held her hands. The brunette swallowed in nervousness, wondering if her girlfriend saw the rumors about her on instagram.

“I am transferring clubs–” Y/n confessed, before Emily had the chance to talk, the left winger cut her off.

“Not a NWSL club.. Um.. I signed a contract and I’m moving to Europe—-France specifically.” Y/n frowned. She looked at Emily and saw a look… of relief??

“Em what's the matter?” Y/n questioned Emily’s expression.

“Nothing n/n. I was going to tell you this soon but maybe I'll tell you now too– but I am moving to Europe as well. A club offered me a contract and I signed a few days ago.” Emily confessed.

Y/n raised her eyebrows, she knew Emily wanted to transfer clubs, but wondered which lucky club signed Emily.

“Where?” Y/n asked.

“England...well London to be exact.” Emily answered. Y/n smiled and the two girls embraced each other in a hug.

When Emily and Y/n played at Courage, many fans started to suspect that they’re a couple. Many WOSO fanpages shipped the duo due to their close proximity at events. The girls decided that they didn’t want to go public with their relationship until a few years in, since they’d be established enough to not let external factors affect them.

As the two girls moved to Europe, they found their love for the sport back. Y/n fits into Lyon perfectly, being the highest goalscorer in France and in the Women’s Champions League. Emily is considered to be one of the best defenders in England since her transfer. The “rumors” about their relationship died down completely, but some fans do miss the duo at Courage.

Now it's March 2024, the USWNT faces off Brazil in the 2024 CONCACAF Gold Cup final. Y/n L/n and Emily Fox were both on the roster for the tournament which excited the couple. The couple excited the fans too, as Emily and Y/n’s pictures together during training practices excited the fanbase.

At halftime, the score is up 1-0. Y/n’s Lyon teammate Lindsey Horan scores a header that gives the United States the lead. Emily started the match but Y/n didn’t, but the forward subbed on and replaced Trinity Rodman in the 61st minute.

In the 79th minute, Emily fox gained possession of the ball after an error caused by a Brazilian midfielder. She passes the ball to Sophia Smith, seeing the striker in a nice path free from the opposition.

Sophia Smith struggles with keeping control of the ball when she found contact with a Brazilian defender, so she looks forward seeing Y/n L/n onside and free to receive a pass.

Y/n L/n is known for her dribbling and perfect finishes when she shoots from outside the box. The crowd knew this, so the screams got louder as y/n moved the ball to her left. She looks up to see that the Brazilian defender in front of her didn’t move quick enough at her move, so she goes to take a shot.

The soccer ball goes up high in the air and curves, the Brazilian goalkeeper jumps up and the ball barely grazes her fingers before it lands in the net. Goal!

Y/n jumps in excitement before she runs to the corner of the pitch, the crowd erupts and y/n has her arms spread out in celebration.

USWNT 2-0.

The forward turned around and saw Lindsey Horan running to her, y/n jumped up on the blonde girl in excitement. The rest of the team on the pitch gathered around the girls as they’re guaranteed to win, unless Brazil had a miracle.

As the group disbanded from the celebration, y/n saw her girlfriend who smiled brightly. Not caring about the amount of photographers that could capture the moment and the crowd as witnesses, the forward hugs the defender in a tight embrace. Emily accepted it, naturally putting her head on y/n’s shoulder for a few seconds before letting go and tapping her on the lower back in praise.

Twenty minutes later, the game ended 2-0. The USWNT wins the first women’s CONCACAF Gold Cup. Y/n and Emily run and give each other a hug. Well, y/n jumped on Emily who held her as the two celebrated their win. This didn’t go unnoticed by fans and shippers.

The team knew about their relationship, so they gave the girl’s their own moment before the whole team celebrated. This is before going up to receive the trophy and gold medals.

Emily and Y/n stayed side by side the entire night. The idea of hiding their relationship wasn’t ideal to them anymore, now they wanted the world to know about their love.

(pretend this is you in all the pictures below)

y/n.l/n

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a month of hard work ended in victory 💙 forever proud snd grateful for being with this team.

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___emilyfox I love you!! ❤️

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trinity_rodman I had such a fun time! 🏆

y/n.l/n same!!

an: my first uswnt centered fic! hope you enjoyed <3

#emily fox #arsenal fc #woso appreciation #woso x reader #uswnt x reader #trinity rodman #leah williamson

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misguidedasgardian · 7 months

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I want to steal the bride (1)

1. As Lemon and Chocolate

MASTERLIST

Summary: It had been ten years since you met Aemond, your best friend

Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x BestFriend!Reader, Cregan Star x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Aemond is a sl*t jiji, active sexual life, implied smut, might miss some warnigns, Aemond does threaten to throw himself of a bridge, but he is playing, I will put thaton here just in case

Wordcount: 5k

Disclaimer: this is a direct adaptation of the movie "Made of honor, and its script! the pictures of the header are not mine, I found them on pinterest

Notes: Well, this is of course the adaptation of the movie! so it won’t be long… five parts maybe? including this one! is my favorite movie, so enjoy! Aemond calls reader “love” a lot, because I’m tired of the use of (Y/N) jejeje

10 years later

“Good morning”, she purred, hugging his shoulders, trying to prevent him from getting dressed and leaving. Aemond only chuckled, turning slightly and kissing her cheek

“I'm late”, he said matter of factly, with a smirk on his lips. He left his female companion on the bed and went to grab his dressing shirt and jacket, putting them on quickly

“What are you doing tonight?”, she asked sweetly, oh she was cute, enough to have seen her twice already

“I don't do back-to-backs”, he remembered her

“Isn't that what we were doing last night??”, she said, raising one of her perfectly trimmed eyebrows

“No, that was something different”, he reminded her, “back-to-backs are seeing each other two nights in a row and you know I don't do that”, he reminded her gently. She sighed, covering herself with the sheets

“Couldn't you just break one of your stupid rules?”, she whined

“No”, he said shortly, grabbing his jacket from a chair in the corner of the room

“For me?”, she asked then

“I'm sorry. I don't break the rules”, he said with a soft smile, he did want to see her again, just not like that. “I have a rule about that”, he leaned in and kissed her cheek, “see you next week”. She left her in her bed and exited her apartment

“Gods I’m late”, he muttered, climbing into his classic convertible

He speed down the street and into the Starbucks that was the nearest to your job, jumped out finding a miracle parking spot and jogged inside

He didn’t have tog et back to work, but you did, so the lunchtime was always a bit speedy, but to no matter, he loved more than anything his lunchtimes with you

“Excuse me”, he called the attention of the barista and shot him a quick hello, “Sorry. Can I get a grande drip, and a decaf, triple grande non-fat, extra-hot, stirred, no-foam Caramel Macchiato?”, he felt proud of how easy he had learned your coffee order, “with whipped cream, extra caramel?”, he continued, “And fill that 70 percent of the way. Thank you!”

He received his order fairly quickly, and moved to the side to sweeten his coffee. He looked to the side and couldn’t help but gaze upon the beautiful woman that stood there, with his coffee in her hand, and hers on the other

“Oh, here. Let me put a coffee collar on that for you”, he whispered sweetly, he grabbed his own invention and placed it around the cup for her

“Oh, thank you”, she flirted

“I hear the guy that invented that gets a dime for each one used”, he said raising one of his eyebrows

“You're kidding”, she teased

“I am not”, he assured her, giving her a wink, “That could add up”, she smirked, looking at the second coffee she was holding

“Oh, I think I picked up yours by accident”, she whispered seductively. Aemond smirked, receiving the coffee from her, “Sorry about that”, she made sure to touch his fingers and much and as long as she could.

“Oh, that's all right. Thank you”, he said, noticing the number and her name on the collar

“Anytime”, she flirted

“Bye-bye”, he said, remembering he needed to rush, he got out of the coffee shop quickly, looking over at the paper cup, "Gloria.", he tasted

He got lucky again when the traffic was smooth on his way to your job

He found just in front of the crotch of the painting of a man, and the movement you were making made you look like you were… he chuckled, looking up at you, he took his time, and when he spend a couple of minutes staring at your funny pose, he decided to make himself known

“Good morning Love, coffee the way you like it”, you turned around to see your friend standing by the scaffold, smiling up at you, you laughed

“Perfect timing. I just finished working on his balls!”, you giggled, pointing behind you

“That's some balls... Yeah. Good”, he mumbled, embarrassed, “Um, so, I made a reservation”, he finalized with a shy smile

So not even fifteen minutes later, you were having lunch in your favorite chinese place in King’s Landing

“So, uh, which rule is this again?” you asked, sipping on the rests of your coffee

“No back-to-backs”, he said quickly, signaling for the waiter with the cart to pass by your table

“Oh, isn't it the same as the "no more than once a week" rule?”, you asked, entertained

“No, the "once a week" rule works Monday to Friday…”

“Oh, so, theoretically, you could have a date on Sunday night and then Monday without breaking it”, you said, really impressed

“Exactly, you got it”, you loved it when Aemond smiled like that, pursing even more his curvy lips

“Of course!”, you teased, “Ah, here we go!”, you chanted when the cart was coming towards you, you were starving, “Good morning”

“Hey, good morning”, Aemond greeted

“Can I get the... steamed buns, uh, the scalloped steamed dumplings and the vegetarian and shrimp steamed dumplings?”, you asked, pointing at all the more healthy options. You caught Aemond staring as the lady served you your food

“Thank you”, he whispered, once the nice lady had left

“For what?”, you laughed

“You know how much I love the fried stuff. You're looking after me”, he said with a soft smile

“Of course!”, you said back with a wide smile, “that is why I’m here for! right?”, you teased, “So, what did she say?” you kept the conversation going about his last conquest

“Oh, she was hurt, but, you know, at least I was…”

“But you were honest, weren't you?”, you mocked

“What? I was. I am. Always”, he defended, almost offended

“I know you are, but it's just… shocking how you use it as a shield”, you analyzed

“Maybe I should lie. Be more like Jaime Lannister. Say whatever it takes to get a woman in bed”, he said quickly

“Do not be like Jaime Lannister. He's so gross.”, you said, taking out your tongue in a gesture of disgust

“He only hit on you once”, he said with a smile

“At my father's funeral!”, you replied, “he was his friend!”

“Okay, he's not known for his sensitivity”, he hissed

“Oh, God. Anyways…”, you dismissed, he looked at you

“What?”, he asked

“Nothing.”, you answered

“Oh, I know that "nothing".” he said, squinting his eye at you, “It's not nothing, it's something. Anyway...?”

“Anyway, we both know you don't need to lie to get a woman into bed”, you deviated from the subject at hand. Grabbing the cup with the woman’s number on it

“Gloria”, he called, “I don't wanna lose that.Can I keep it? Thank you”, he said, taking the cup from your hand, he admired the number written there like it was some sort of artwork

You couldn’t help but feel a tinge of… something in your chest, you sometimes asked about his conquests so you get more used to the idea of Aemond being a playboy, and to convince yourself he was never going to change….

“Here's another rule too: 24-hour rule.”, he said, finally leaving the cup on the table, and looking at you, “I can't call her for another 24 hours. Then it appears I'm too desperate”

“Yeah, right. It’s better for her to think that you are some hoarder that would keep a disposable cup of coffee for more than an hour!”, you mocked, he seemed shocked and then he nodded

“Good point”, he chuckled.

When you were done with a healthy lunch, you were ready to splurge, in a good and needed dessert. Of course, like always, the best bakery in town was filled to the brim, almost a block of waiting line, but you didn’t care, as you walked to the end, of course, always talking

“You know, Renly sent me another letter”, you teased him

“Asking you to move to Storm’s End and marry him again?”, he asked, a bit annoyed

“A slice of apple-crumb pie”, you guessed, ignoring him as you walked by a table that ordered just that

“No. Got that last time”, he dismissed, “You guys broke up like a year ago”

“Nineteen months”, you said unimpressed

“You are counting?”, he mocked

“No, he is. It was in the letter”, you looked at him and he laughed, “Lemon, butter-cream cup”, you guessed again

“Hmm, not feeling the cream cup today”, he said, looking back at you, you coiled your arm with his and lean over his shoulder

“Cranberry-orange muffin?”

“Oh, Love, come on. You're losing”, he twhined, squeezing your arm

“I know, I know, I know. Okay, okay, okay, okay…”, you said, looking at the showcase with all the desserts in it

“Come on. You're disappointing me”, he teased

“I got it. I got it!”, you celebrated squealing in his ear,

“Whoa”, he said, leaning away from you but you held onto him tightly

“Okay, I so have it, I so have it!”, you kept teasing, “Cream-cheese-swirl brownie!”, you guessed, and only when you saw his smile, you knew you got it right

“Ooh. Mmmm yeah, you're so good”, he said back

“YES!”, you celebrated until everyone in line was watching, “Mmmm I want one too”, you muttered

After you had your delicious desserts on the go, you made your last stop of your lunch break, to a department antique shop, he had brought you along to pick a gift for his grandfather Otto, who was getting married for the sixth? time?

“What do you think of this?”, he asked, showing you a crystal spice rack, “I think we should bring them this”, he muttered, you looked at him seriously

“Aemond, I'm not going to another one of your grandfather's weddings”, you said, annoyed

“Love? Please”, he purred with that soft voice you enjoyed hearing

“Take one of the girls you've been rubbing against”, you teased, looking away from him

“No weddings or family events”, he remembered you

“Oh, that's right, I forgot that rule!”, you giggled, looking at the strange things this antique shop had to offer, “Leaves the wrong impression”, you mimicked. Aemond continued as you both walked amongst the small shops. You looked at him with a warning in your eyes

“It does”. He agreed as you sighed, you were going to have to attend his grandfather’s wedding… again didn’t you? well the excuse to dress up and eat good free food did sound entertaining

You stopped by a shop who sold leather purses, one with a small alligator attached to it caught your eyes

“Is this made with real alligator?”, you asked the old salesman

“Yes, baby alligator”, he said proudly, you opened your mouth, enraged

“You should be ashamed of yourself!”, you cursed him. Aemond came quickly and grabbed you gently by your upper arms and drag you away before you jumped the man

You kept looking at a small shop of watches and belts, whe Aemond separated from you to crouch at the side of a beautiful Golden Retriever

“Look at you!”, he cooed with a childish voice, grabbing his face and started petting him. The dog loved it, moving his tail left and right, “Hello, there. Hello, there. Aren't you beautiful? Oh, I love you. Yes, I do, I love you!”, he kept saying, and you raised one of your eyebrows as you looked down at the interaction.

A man as handsome as Aemond, with that shiny platinum blonde hair, and those features, petting one of the sweetest animals on earth… it was an image worth millions, and you understood why he had so much game

“You're beautiful. You're so beautiful. Look at that face! Love you, love you, love you!”, he kept saying, as he finally gave the poor dog a rest and stood up to continue his shopping

“You should try saying that to a human sometime”, you teased

“What? A human? You don't say that to a human”, he mocked back, he seemed serious, but then he cracked up a smile, “You're sweet. Love you. See? I said it!”, he said softly, you only smiled and kept looking around. “Love, please. Come to the wedding!”, he begged grabbing your arm softly

“No.”, you said softly, “He gets married and I go!”, you whined

“I go because he's my grandfather and I care deeply for the man and everybody knows he doesn't love them..”, he said quietly, “they don't love him. It's pathetic. Breaks my heart. I don't know what to say”, he kept saying, you looked at him squinting your eyes, wondering if he was serious, his face and that movement of his lips on which he pouted shortly and then draw them back told you he was

“You know, if someone's making a mistake and it's not your place to interfere, you simply say: "I'm happy you're happy.", yous aid with a smile, he look back at you and smiled back

"I'm happy you're happy.", he repeated

“Yeah”, you muttered, coiling your arm with his like you tended to do

“Okay. I'll do that”, he said as he kept looking for something to but, mumbling and repeating those four words

He look back at you with those puppy eyes

“I promise you, this is the last time I'll ask you to come!”, he said quickly, “And then I'll find somebody else to come for the next few”, the prospect of him getting so close to another that he would ask to his grandfather wedding did not amused you as you thought it would, “Love, please”

“That's cute”, you mocked, and then you sighed, “last time”, you sounded defeated

“Thank you! Thank you!”, he leaned in and kissed your cheek

. . .

Aemond fixed his tie as he walked up the steps to the front of the chapel, he there could see his grandfather Otto, and his lawyer Erryk talking frantically on the phone

“Right. Okay, okay. You get the house in the Hamptons”, he said to his grandfather, Aemond frowned, looking at his grandad, “She's asking for the apartment in the city and 30 grand a month”

“Thirty?”, he whined, “but…”

“Are you still negotiating the prenup?” Aemond asked alarmed, as soon as he saw him Otto walked towards him to cradle his son’s cheeks

“Now the party starts, my son is here”, he celebrated, hugging him tightly

“Grandad, please. I can't breathe”, he chuckled, “Grandfather. Please”

“Did you bring the lovely (y/n)?” he asked, finally releasing him

“Yes, I did”, he said with a shy smile

“You know, you don't act on that pretty soon, you know what I'm gonna do?”, he teased

“No”, he whispered, scared

“I'm gonna make her my number six”

“It's seven”, interrupted his lawyer, “This is number six”, they both look at the lawyer and then turned to each other

“Yeah, that sounds about right”, laughed Otto, he then looked at his grandson.

Aemond was the only one speaking to his grandfather, his mother had cut him out, around his third marriage, so did his brothers, but he couldn’t

“My God, you are pretty…”, he whispered

“Oh, grandad…”

“I used to be that pretty once”, he said with a chuckle, “Eryk, look how pretty my boy is!”, he celebrated, turning to him

“He's beautiful. They won't accept a minimum of five times a week”, he said pointing at the phone on his ear

“She promised five, I want five”, said Otto

“What did she promise you five times a week?”, asked Aemond, white as paper

“Four times?”, asked Otto, Eryk shook his head

“Two”, he fought

“Oh, this is disturbing”, whined Aemond, taking a few steps back, he looked at the marble stair he just climbed and wondered what kind of damage he would get if he just jumped, nothing major, only a few bumps… only to stop hearing this conversation

“Four, and make it a weekly BJ!”, Aemond sighed, rubbing his forehead

Otto looked at his grandson

“Come on, tell me. Say what you gotta say”, Aemond raised his head to look at him

“Well, I'm happy if you're happy”, he said, smiling when he remembered you and what you told him, but Otto chuckled

"You're too old for her, grandad. She doesn't love you.This is embarrassing. You're gonna rack up your fifth divorce.", he mocked

“Sixth”, remembered Erryk

“Sixth”, agreed Otto

“Come on, I'm happy if you're happy”, Aemond said, shooting him a calming smile

“Bullshit”, he laughed

“They'll go for four if you exercise more!”, celebrated Erryk, “She says you can't gain any more weight”

“Take it. Deal!”, Otto cheered, “I told her I weighed 10 pounds more than I do. Ain't love grand?”, he said cheerfully. Erryk finished the call and passed him two blocks of papers

“Sign them both, please”, he said quickly

“What's he signing now?”, asked Aemond, worried

“The current prenup and his last divorce papers”, said Erryk with a content smile. Aemond’s smile wiped out pretty quickly

“Ah, that's just great”, he mumbled

He was part of the marriage courtship, so he didn’t get to see you until the party, that was held a few blocks away from the church

You were waiting for him with a flute of champagne in hand, and a mashup of “i got a woman” with “gold digger” was blasting the speakers and got everybody dancing on the dancefloor

“Cheers”, you giggled, he took his and clinged his with yours

“Cheers”

“Did you tell your grandfather you loved him?”, you asked him

“I told him I cared for him”, you sighed

“You can't even tell your grandfather. I don't get that”, you said, defeated, “you call me love all the time!”

“It's a guy thing”

“No, it's a Aemond thing”, you corrected

“I’m going to need something stronger than this”, he whispered, “Oh, well, you're an "I love you" slut”, you gasped

“Are you kidding me??”, you asked, the audacity

“You say it all the time, to everybody”

“Only the people that are important to me”, you defended

You were interrupted when the waiter brought you pieces of cake that you ordered

“Oh, this looks so good”, you moaned when he placed in front of you the lemon cake that you ordered, in turn, Aemond ordered the chocolate one

“That does looks good. What is that?”, he asked whispering in your ear leaning over you, he used his fork to steal a piece of cake from your plate and you giggled as he tasted it and moaned with satisfaction, “Lemon. I should've ordered this”

“This looks good”, you said back, stealing a piece of his cake instead

“You always order better than I do”, he said with a smile, ‘It's lemon, right? It's good. I'm ordering that from now on”

“No, you won't”, you fought with a smile

“Why?”, he asked

“I need you to order the chocolate cake so I can have some”, you answered simply, the chocolate was just delicious. He chuckled

“That makes sense”, he said happily

“There's my son!” You almost spilled your drink when you saw Aemond’s new stepmother approaching you, with a very inappropriate low cut dress, she was gorgeous,

“Here we go”, Aemond muttered to turn to her with a smile, “Grandson actually”, he said with a mockingly smile

“Oh very funny!”, she giggled, “isn’t he funny?”, she asked you, you only laughed

“Very much so!”, you quipped

“Margaery. How are you?”, he asked politely

“If you're a bad boy, I'm gonna spank you”, she giggled, Aemond looked back at you with scared eyes but a weird smile on his lips

“Yeah. Do you know what I would like to say to you? Is that... Ow!”, you stopped him by pinching his arm

“I want you to listen to me, Aemond”, she said with her big cat-like eyes, gods she was beautiful, she took his hand, and placed it in her chest, you gasps as Aemond was visibly uncomfortable

“Yes”, he encouraged quickly and nervously

“If you need any money… or you need any advice…”, she said slowly

“Right”, he said uncomfortably, trying to pull away his hand but she would let him

“...or you got girl problems”

“I don't think… it’s a good idea”

“I need you to think of me how you would a real mother”

“Grandmother!”, you pitched in and Aemond snorted

“Yeah, that's exactly what I…”, Otto showed up, hugging his wife tightly who released Aemond

“Look at this beauty, will you?”, he boasted, his chest filled with pride, “Hello, sweetie”, he greeted you

“Hello Otto, it was a wonderful wedding”

“Thank you my dear” he then turned to his new wife, “Drunk as the night I first met her”, he said with admiration making her giggle

“So romantic”, mumbled Aemond. Then the bartender gave you the shot that Aemond had asked for, but before he could drank it, Margaery snatched it from his hand and drank it quickly

“Oh, please. By all means”, muttered Aemond rolling his eyes

“You are a bad influence on her!”, teased Otto, you just eyed Aemond carefully

“Me?”, he asked back

“Last shot, okay?”, Otto warned his wife, who roared to life and giggled, grabbing her new husband’s hand

“I'm stealing you away, let’s dance!”, she laughed, and they walked awy from the both of you

“He does know that he can just date, right?”, you asked Aemond, entertained

“No, I don't think he does”, he whispered, now the bartender finally grace you with two shots, you took one each

“To grandmothers”, he said, defeated

“To mothers. Cheers”, you giggled back

You drank down the shot and you hissed when it burned your throats, this was going to be a long night

Aemond frowned suddenly, and you followed his uneven eyes (he had a glass eye installed). but couldn’t find anything unusual

“Oh, God”, he said suddenly trying to hide behind the bar, “Hide me”, he said, grabbing you and placing you in front of him

“What?”, you asked, confused

“It's my dad's patient coordinator”, he whispered, you looked back to see her, Aemond had told you about her before, but before you could, he grabbed you back, hiding even more

“Yeah, don't look, don't look. Don't look”

“What’s going on?”, you asked him

“No, no. She's obsessed with me!”, he whispered frantically, “Yeah, she's created a website called AllThingsAemond.org”, you chuckled

“The psycho blogger?”, you asked him

“Yes” then he grabbed your hand and turned quickly, “Okay, come on. Dance with me. Watch yourself”, he dragged you to the dance floor and took you in his arms. You were finally able to see her, searching for someone, or something frantically

“I think she's cute”, you mocked. She was tall and lean, redhead, and sharp blue eyes

“Oh, stop it”, grunted Aemond

“I'm serious”, you defended

“Just keep dancing woman”, grunted Aemond, and then, he saw her turn to him so he spun you around making you gasp to turn your back to her

“Hide me. Up. Neck, neck, neck. Up. Back. Side, side. Go. Over”, he signaling, moving frantically to avoid the woman, “Her last blog was a two-page description of my face”, you laughed, truly entertained, you had never seen him like this

“Where, there is much to describe”, you felt his hand get clammy, he was truly nervous

“You see, she doesn't think my nose is too bent or my lips are too thin”, he mocked, you frowned in confusion

“Who said that?”, you asked

“You did. When we met”, he said

“Well, I lied”, you said, looking at him in his eyes

“What?”, he asked back

“I thought you were hot”, you confessed, he looked back at you surprised

“Why didn't you say something?”, he asked incredibly surprised, so much he surprised you too

“Well, you told me I looked like a dog”, you giggled

“That's because I was just trying to sleep with you”, he offered, analyzing your face

“Why haven't you since?”, you asked quietly, he held you tighter against him

“Well, I like having you in my life”, he gave you that smile that makes you think he wasn’t being serious, so you just sighed

“Funny” you mocked

“Hi, Aemond”, you both screamed when you were surprised by the blogger/stalker

“Oh, hi”, greeted your friend grabbing you even more tightly, this time, making you stick to his front

“Did you see the new blog?”, she asked excitedly, she was pretty, you wondered if Aemond ever… slept with her

“Uh, no, we haven't”, he said, you looked back at him at the word he used

“Who's this?”, she turned hostile towards you

“This?”, he asked, looking at you with a smirk on his lips, well, this is my… My girlfriend”, you raised an eyebrow looking back at him, but well, he was you friend so you were going to play along

“Why didn't you tell me you were seeing someone?”, she asked angrily

“Because I don't know you”, he said back, annoyed, but oh you wanted to play both along

“Look, we have a really really open relationship”, you said, relaxed, winking at her, her face lit up again

“Really?”, she asked excitedly. Aemond squeezed your hand

“You know, I wanted to talk to you about that, princess”, he said looking at you with urgency

“Princess...?”, you teased

“I-I-I don't wanna be with anybody but you”, he said quickly, turning to you

“I don't know if I'm really quite ready to make that commitment”, you said dismissively, moving your shoulders upwards, “you know my rules…”, you chuckled, his face in that moment was very comical

“We're a bit of an emotional retard”, he explained, she now looked terribly angry

“I think I need to start a new blog now”, she threatened, and abandoned you

“That is so scary”, you said

“She's psychotic on top of being… Oh, this is not good”, you looked at her go, pushing with a rare strength everyone of her path, it was kind of comical

“Get out of my way!”, you heard her say

“Okay, good, she's gone”, Aemond released you from his grasp, his body what abandoning you

“Perfect. Let's go”

“You want to go already?”, you asked him, he nodded, grabbing your hand and taking you of the ballroom, and out of the building

It had been a quick affair, the sun was setting. and as such, you decided to take a walk through the King’s Landing park

At first you walked in silence, enjoying the beautiful scenery and warmth of the season, but then you remembered you had something to say to Aemond

“Do you remember that ancestral home in Winterfell with those paintings I told you about?”, you asked, he looked back at you and smiled

“It's all I think about”, he mocked

“Stop it, Aemond”, you giggled, pushing him playfully, “I finally got the board to sign off on making them additions to our permanent collection”

“Really?”, he asked, now truly invested

“But they want me to go to Winterfell for an acquisition trip”, you said shortly

“When do you go?”, he asked, alarmed

“Couple of days”, you whispered

“Couple of days? For how long?”, now he was alarmed

“Six weeks”, he opened his eye widely

“That's a long time! more than a month!”, but then when he looked at your face, he softened his, “That's great”, he confessed

“You think?”, you asked, surprised and happy

“Yes, it's a great opportunity for you”, he admired, “You're like the museum maven of the The Keep”

“It's got a good ring to it”, you teased, and then smiled brightly at him, “thank you”, you whispered, looking into his handsome face

“Congratulations”, he said after a long, pleased sigh, “Six Fridays”, he said then

“That is six fridays”, you agreed

“What am I gonna do without you?”, he asked

“Oh, well. I can just imagine”, thinking about all the free time he was going to have to bang women left and right. He looked at you, and then he climbed onto the railway of the bridge just as you were walking above it

“What are you doing!?”, you asked, trying to grab him

“I'm gonna jump!”, he threatened with a chuckled

“No. Gods. Aemond get down!

“Six Fridays, how can I live without you!?”, he asked theatrically, grabbing your hands

“Can you not take anything seriously?”, you laughed

“Yeah, I can”, he defended, just when you thought he was going to take it seriously this time

“Get down”, you demanded, and he grabbed you for stability and jumped back to the bridge, “Let's get you another drink!”, you suggested

“I think I've had too many already”, he whined, “Oh, thanks for coming to the wedding”, he whispered, coiling your arm with his

“It was a ball. I can't wait for number seven”, you giggled

“It's coming up soon, I have a feeling”, he lamented

“And what do you have to say?”, you whispered

“I’m happy you are happy”, he said back

“That’s my boy”

“I’m going to miss you”, he admitted

“Mee too”

. . .

You were staring at the wallpaper of your phone, it was a picture of you and Aemond, your face next to him, both smiling to the camera

You were going to miss him

He was your very best friend in the entire world, and six weeks was a long time, wasn’t it?

“We also ask at this time that you turn off all your electronic devices. Please leave your cell phones turned off for the full duration of the flight”, you heard through the speakers of the plane. With a last look your turned off your phone

You were so excited for this trip!

It was going to be huge for your work, and you couldn’t wait to get to Winterfell, you had never been but they say it's beautiful

Was it weird that you wanted Aemond to be there with you?

Maybe

But he would never go for something like that, you didn’t think

taglist! @snh96 @sagelovesreading @toodlesxcuddles @ammo23 @bananzaa @ttkttt

#misguidedmade #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen #cregan stark #cregan x reader #made of honor #hbo house of the dragon #house of the dragon

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The Party - Chapter 1

Content Warnings: Alcohol, Cigarette, and Weed mention - Mild spoilers for Alex’s route if you look close enough - Something is up with the ASS trio - Grandpa isn’t doing well - Your parents are morally ambiguous

Important notes! In this fic Stardew is set in 1996, the Scream movies exist, at this point in time the main characters are in Highschool. ALL CHARACTERS OF ROMANTIC INTEREST ARE 18+! MINORS DNI

The valley is nice, calm. The forests, full of chirping crickets and critters, and all was silent. Except for one house, with all the bright lights and blaring rock music: the Aitken household. Well, household and general store.

With her parents out of the house, Abigail decided what better way to celebrate not just the new weekend but the new member of the group than to party? And guess what? You’re that lucky member! That’s awesome, getting to hang out with the cool kids!

You were nervous in this new town, after all. Your parents have sent you off to help take care of your sick grandfather; make sure he doesn’t collapse and have a heart attack. Having a new classmate caught the attention of the others, though, and soon you were recruited into their little group.

That brings you here. The combination mom and pop convenience store/Aitken household turned club by their gothic daughter. The stench of alcohol, cigarettes, and... weed? - Wasn’t that only recently legalized for medical purposes? - Fill the house. You have two main worries about the overwhelming party and how Abby was gonna clean this up. Her parents are going to kill her if they find out. You can see you’re not the only one worried, looking over at the local jock’s face.

“Are you alright, Alex? You seem kind of, uhm.. torn up.”

“Huh? - Oh. Oh yeah, I’m fine. Just... you don’t mind if I head out early, do you? I felt like I at least had to come, seemed like the polite thing to do, but I uh, I have something to do. Homework and stuff.”

You gave a shrug, not really expecting him to care that much about it, and let Alex go off on his way, not really noticing the relief in his eyes.

And then someone grabs you.

"Well, well, well! There’s the star of the show! We’ve been looking all over for you! C’mon, we have all sorts of stuff to do!”

Sam chuckled, dragging you by the arm towards his trio of pals. The council of darkness, if you will.

“We got a bunch of scary movies and board games, and guess what? We even got our hands on some video games!”

Of the options, you decided Scream was the best choice. Just came out, seems cool.. And clearly they agree, the trio's eyes lighting up. It felt nice to be seen. For some reason, though, you almost felt too seen. Oh well, you’re probably just being paranoid! Now you have a movie to watch.

Credits: tata on Pinterest for the header, @beamer-boy for the footer, beta read by @sashiavi

Tags: @phebbsl @warpedbands

#stardew valley #sdv abigail #sdv sam #sdv sebastian #Alex makes an appearance #scream 1996 #ghostface #dark content #minors dni #cw drugs #not too many warning for the first chapter but it will get worse I promise you

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reverie-starlight · 1 year

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semi headcanon/mini fic that I literally SPRINTED here to share because I’m so in love with him and this idea

AKA: semi who autographs his name on you before his shows, but maybe more importantly, you also autograph yours on him.

(timeskip spoilers for semi, gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff, does this count as being possessive but not in an unhealthy way?? It’s cute not creepy yk? Healthy possessiveness?? Idk but I’m into it!!)

(ignore the messy header I needed something to make it prettier)

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ANYWAY

semi the musician who we have basically all collectively agreed as a fandom is in a band. you’re his s/o, and obviously you try to make it to every show your schedule allows.

as his s/o you get to go backstage and spend time with him before his shows, of course. so you’re in the dressing room with him one night just talking and you get on the topic of how even though you’re dating him (and have been since before his music career really took off and he could quit his day job), you don’t have his autograph.

You argue that you’re lucky enough to see his writing everyday, that you don’t need his autograph because you get to actually know and love him, but you humour him anyway. maybe it was the overwhelming pride for him you often felt before his shows messing with you, but you didn’t mind inflating his ego a bit.

“I don’t have any paper on me though,” you frowned looking around for some. After a minute you gave up and looked down at yourself, getting a new idea. you were wearing a short sleeved top that day because you knew you’d be too warm in the venue with a jacket.

“Eita, sign my arm,” you said, holding your arm out to him.

He blinked. “Your arm? Are you sure you’re okay with that? I mean- I love the idea, babe, but are you sure you want my autograph on your skin?”

You grinned. “Please, Eita? I promise I’m okay with it, it’s not like I’m getting it tattooed.”

A smile spread over his face. “Alright” he said, positioning your forearm properly and signing his name on your skin with the black marker he found in his pocket.

You both looked at it fondly for a moment before you broke the silence. “I like having your name on me, it feels intimate. It’s just for us.” you didn’t usually watch from the crowd, it was always either the wings of the stage or the friends and family box.

His smile tuned soft as he watched you trace over the ink. “Can I have your autograph on me, too?”

You looked up at him surprised. “You want my autograph? Why?”

The look in his eyes already made you want to melt then and there, but his response was the cherry on top. “Because I absolutely adore you. You’re a star.”

You looked down at your hands and fiddled with them for a second while nodding. “Sure, I’d like to autograph you, too.”

He kissed you on the head and handed you the marker. You debated where to place it for a moment before deciding on his forearm as well.

Hm, you thought, that night Eita helped me make up a signature for autographs is actually coming in handy.

You finished scribbling it onto his skin and he brought it up to his face for inspection. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks and you kissed him.

“It’s perfect, Y/n, I love it. I love you. I love that we have this now.”

“I love you too, Eita. Now go have fun on stage, I’ll be watching.”

And of course he had fun, but he had even more fun looking over at you and seeing his name on your arm. At one point in the show, he pointed over at you to blow a kiss and the fans could clearly see your name on his skin. Some of them somehow spotted you and noticed his name on yours and you’d better believe it was on the internet soon after that.

After that show, you and Semi decided to make it a regular thing. Anytime fans at his band’s shows saw writing on his skin, whether it was your name clearly showing or just peeking out of his clothing, they knew you were also there to support him.

And it was just for you and him.

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AHHH I hope this was okay!! I got the idea and had to write it immediately or I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. I hope you enjoyed, likes and reblogs always appreciated :)

#semi eita fluff #semi eita x reader #semi x reader fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #semi fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu timeskip fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff

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delta-pavonis · 1 year

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Delta Pavonis' Fic+Art Masterlist

Since I only got back on Tumblr after I had already posted a whole bunch of Dreamling fic and some art, I thought a pinned post might be useful context for how I exist within the Sandfam and to give another way link to the amazing fanart that has been done for my fics by others!!

Many thanks to the Sandman fandom for being so awesome so as to bring me back into fandom and Tumblr. 💙💚

Dream Songs series

An AU/Canon Divergence from 2021 meeting where Dream and Hob end up in a D/s relationship. They are posted below in the order that they occur in my Dreamling timeline. Series finished.

New Moon || Rated E || 11.5k words || complete

Whispers to the Night || Rated E || 400 words || complete

Party Favor || Rated M || 550 words || complete

To Worship on a Marble Altar || Rated E || 2.3k words || complete

Eros in Pragma || Rated E || 4.4k words || complete NSFW Fanart by @fishfingersandscarves

Hypnopompia Turtur || Rated E || 3.5k || complete

Seether (is Neither) || Rated E || 10.8k || complete

Divination || Rated E || 11.7k words || complete Dream Suspended, art for Divination, by me!

Night Rhythms Series

Drummer!Hob/Dancer!Dream fantasy AU series that absolutely no one asked for but is very near and dear to my heart. Series is ongoing.

find in me your rhythm || Rated E || 9k || complete fanart by @ambarden here, here, here, and here fanart by @teejaystumbles fanart by @monobuu

Sonata in D || Rated G || 454 words || complete

Tremolo || Rated G || 1228 words || complete

Fanfare || Rated E || 1k || complete

Metronome || Rated E || 975 words || complete

Crescendo || Rated T || 1.1k || complete

White Horse Mafia Series

Alpha Consigliere Hob/Omega Gun Moll Dream in an A/B/O Mafia AU fic that started as a kinkfill and then developed a life of its own.

Name Me, Tame Me || Rated E || 20.2k || in progress

Early and Late || Rated E || 3.3k || complete

Stand Alone Fic

A Change in Tactics || Rated E || 5.1k words || complete

All the World's a Stage || Rated E || 5.7k words || complete

Call to Glove || Rated T || 2.3k words || complete

Drowning || Rated E || 893 words || complete

high enough (you got me good) || Rated E || 11.8k words || complete Fanart by @lespicybrocoli Fanart by @cloudbunny Header/fanart by me

i had a dream (i got everything i wanted) || Ch 1: Rated T, Ch 2: Rated E || 9.7k words || complete

(i wanna be) anarchy || Rated E || 3.5k || complete

in memoriam || Rated E || 939 words || complete

i will take me away || Rated M || 559 words || complete

Making the Cut || Rated E || 4k || complete

Meet (noun) || Rated E || 1.5k || complete

Rough Night || Rated E || 962 words || complete

Signs & Signals || Rated M || 2.1k || complete

Stay the Knight || Rated M || 2.6k || complete fanart by @mandolinearts

Prequel: Good Knight || Rated G || 748 words || complete

Ten Forward || Rated E || 4k || complete (Star Trek AU)

Thigh High || Rated E || 1.2k || complete

You create me against your lips || Rated E || 54k words || in progress @teejaystumbles has done MANY pieces of fanart of this fic (I am so lucky 😭) and most of them are embedded directly into the fic!

Other Pieces of Art by Me Le Corbeau (based on Le Pigeon by Erté)

#pavonis writes #pavonis arts #pavonis masterlist #Dreamling #The Sandman #Dream of the Endless #Hob Gadling

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zgvlt · 1 year

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frequently asked questions while i don't mind answering the same asks, i take a long time to answer since i'm not online too often 😅 so here's a post for people to refer to in case i'm M.I.A.

WRITING RELATED QUESTIONS

Do you accept requests?

Sorry, no! Don't have the time for it, so I only really write when I feel particularly inspired by a plot/concept.

Will you write for the NRC faculty or the side characters?

One of these days! Though it will be platonic or age-appropriate for the staff. I'm trying to figure out just how to characterize them the best I could first!

Will you ever write a part two for (insert one-shot)? Will you write these headcanons but for (insert characters)?

One-shots: If I feel like it! Especially if it's a fic I'm particularly fond of and I feel could still be explored dynamics wise.

HCs: I usually state when something is going to be a series, so just look out for that!

Are translations of your work allowed?

With permission from me, so please send a DM first! Or leave a comment under one of my fics on AO3. Either way!

Would you ever consider writing for another fandom?

Of course, but not on this blog! And no guarantees I'd ever make a blog in the first place, I'd probably just post on AO3 heehee

GRAPHIC DESIGN/HEADER/THEME RELATED QUESTIONS

How do you make your headers/Do you have any advice on how to make my fic headers/theme look nicer?

See this post I made!

What do you use to make your headers?

Photoshop usually, Illustrator and Canva on occasion.

Where do you get your fonts?

See this post I made!

Can you recommend any apps for editing?

See this post I made!

What are your favorite fonts?

I answered an ask about this recently!

GENERAL QUESTIONS ABOUT ME

What do you do when you're not writing?

Three S's: Studying, Sleeping, Socializing... Mostly the sleeping part, I like getting at least 8 hours, 10 if I'm lucky! I write slowly because when I get free time to write, I decide to just sleep. Oops!

What other games do you play?

I don't really have the time these days (which is why I like games like TWST, easy to play and let run), but I'm into off the top of my head:

Pokemon, Fire Emblem, Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons/Rune Factory/Anything Farming tbh, Persona (especially Persona 3!!! FEMC my most beloved), Animal Crossing, Minecraft, Terraria, Style Savvy, Sims, and a bunch of casual and tycoon games

For Gachas, I don't play much anymore aside from TWST, but I still enjoy content from: Love Live!, Project Sekai, Fate Grand Order, Ensemble Stars, Obey Me (though mostly Mammon), Genshin (but mostly Lumine + Aether + Dainsleif + Paimon), D4DJ

Do you play TWST JP?

Have not touched my account in months because for the life of me I hate having to log into my JP apple ID to update the app

YOU'RE FILIPINO????

Kaloka kayo OO FILIPINO AKO ano ba yan... Bat ba kayo nagugulat WAHAHAHAHA /lighthearted lang di ako galit mwah!

#🏡: nathya housekeeping

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writethelifeyouwant · 4 months

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Miscellaneous Masterlist

Where you'll find all my fics that don't come under the header of Supernatural, Walker, or RPF. There won't be a ton that land on this list, but my organisation crazed brain wouldn't let me put a Beau Arlen fic in the other lists I have 😂

Do Your Duty

Summary: Being raised in the Church of the Collective, you’ve had one goal all your life: do your duty as a wife. When the time comes for the Church to choose your husband, you can’t believe you’re lucky enough to be given as a welcoming offer to Soldier Boy, the Church’s newest member. Pairing: Soldier Boy x Reader Rating: 18+ Warnings: Underage – Reader is 16, Soldier Boy is old AF because he was a Capsicle Tags: Dark AF, Virgin!Reader, Naive!Reader, Innocent!Reader, kind of Stockholm Syndrome-y, Cult Brainwashing, Child Marriage, Grooming, Loss of Virginity, Sex Slavery, Sexual Abuse Word Count: 10k (mini series) *Website exclusive story*

Last Wish

Summary: Ciri sees a shooting star and forgets one of her most important lessons – be careful what you wish for. Pairing: Geralt x Ciri Rating: 18+ Warnings: Psuedo-Incest, Somnophilia, Dubcon because magic, SPOILERS Tags: Kind of Crack, Just let it happen, Geralt’s Monster Cock, Mutant Anatomy, Witcher Elixirs, Magical Viagra, Age Gap, Sexual Curiosity, Taboo Relationship, Daddy kink, Knotting, A/B/O vibes but not omegaverse Word Count: 3.5k (oneshot) *Website exclusive story*

Vices

Summary: Beau, an alpha, has always planned to keep his omega daughter with him at home. As her parent, he legally holds her contract until he decides to trade or sell her, but since her mom is gone now, Beau’s happy to keep his little omega all to himself. The alpha has his vices though, like any other man, and when a pretty woman crosses his path with tequila and a pack of cards, Beau gets himself and his omega into a whole lotta trouble.Pairing: Beau Arlen x Daughter!Reader / Anael x Reader Rating: 18+ Warnings: Incest Tags: Crossover, Supernatural / Big Sky Crossover, Omegaverse, Alpha!Beau, Omega!Reader, Daughter!Reader, Alpha!Anael, Dominatrix!Anael, Female Alphas have Dicks, Futa!Anael, Hurt/Comfort, Heat, Scenting, Marking (Hickies), Nipple Play, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Knotting, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Small bit of Ass Play, Doggy-Style, Kitchen Sex, Reverse Cowgirl, Light Food Play, Gambling, Drinking, BDSM Play, Bondage, Gags, Light Breathplay, Mommy Kink, Fingering, Squirting, Multiple Orgasms Word Count: 13.7k (mini series)

#miscellaneous #misc masterlist #masterlist #the boys #the witcher #big sky #criminal minds

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starz222 · 1 year

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oh, look, a shooting star! make a wish, dear.

what do you wish for?

it’s a secret … sentence starters/prompts !

shooting stars only show up from time to time… that's why they're so lucky !

the event is open until 5/25 gmt+8

sentence starter slots: (6/10)

remember, a wish can only go so far…

☆ sfw only

☆ one character per request

☆ gender neutral if not specified

☆ specify if platonic/romantic, if not specified i’ll decide

☆ i have the right to deny a request (just in case teehee)

it's a secret…

nebula — "the moon is beautiful, isn't it?" blackhole — "i love you in every universe." eclipse — "kiss for good luck?" comet — "it's you. it's always been you." meteor — "i've loved you since the moment i first laid my eyes on you." cosmos — "you were pointing at the moon, but i was looking at your hand." solstice — “take me by the hand. you’re the only one who understands.” twilight — “keep it. it looks better on you.” nova — “you’re lucky that you’re cute.” solar — “you can hold my hand, if you want.” aurora — “i still don’t get to see you.” celestial — “your hands are cold… let me warm them up for you.”

the constellations are looking at you… do you want to send in your own? hm, wish granted.

note my first event... i was supposed to post one at 100 but i chickened out then again at 150 .... SO HERE IT IS<3 reblog pls lawl lmk if i did anything wrong bc again this is my first event! also header by me mwahahaha

#yayy tysm to everyone ! esp to my moots who dealt w my rambling bc i didn't know how to make an event <3 ily all sm #i've been here nearly 3 weeks? thank u all sm for being so kind *sheds tear #event #follower event #milestone post #milestone event #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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ynscrazylife · 2 years

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Carol danvers x reader (royal AU) where like.. Carol is a knight/warrior and reader is a princess?

Connected by the Constellations

Summary: Knight Carol and Princess Y/N are connected by the constellations of the sky.

Prompt: “The knight doesn’t know when it started, but every time he is on night watch, the princess joins him for a talk, claiming she is just unable to fall asleep.” By @creativepromptsforwriting

Authors Note: Second fic of my AU Event!

Request to be on a taglist (or multiple) here! (Taglists are at the end of the fic)

Main Masterlist | MCU Masterlist #1 | MCU Masterlist #2

PSA: Do NOT copy, steal, translate, plagiarize, republish, etc any of my works on Tumblr or any other platform. Also, do NOT claim any of my works as your own. All of these works are either requests I’ve gotten that people have wanted me to write or original ideas I’ve had for works. If you happen to take inspiration from anything I’ve written and want to write something inspired by that, please a) ask me first and b) IF I say yes, credit me as inspo in your post by tagging me and link whatever work of mine that inspired you. Thanks.

header c @/natashowlet

Carol would quite literally thank her lucky stars when she was assigned night duty. All the other knights despised it - having to stand for hours in the dark when they should be sleeping? No, thank you. For the blonde, though, she was more than ready to offer herself up when their Captain asked for volunteers.

It wasn’t like it required much of her to do, anyway. She’d stand atop the walls beneath two out of four of the castle towers, looking over the courtyard until her shift was over. It wasn’t difficult, and although Carol preferred to use her strengths as a Knight - jousting, defending - it gave her a unique and rare opportunity:

To look at the sky.

Ever since she was a kid she loved it. The sky was enormous and at nighttime the stars would light it up like nightlights. For Carol, connecting the stars to form the constellations was her favorite form of puzzle. As a result, more often than not, instead of watching the courtyard, her gaze was pulled upward, in a way that it appeared as if she was defying gravity.

It was for that reason that on one spring night, her shifts from then on would be changed forever. Carol had been yearning at the sky as usual, which was why she didn’t hear the pitter-patter of slippers against the stone approaching her. She didn’t even realize that she had been joined by someone until their lavender fragrance wafted into her nose.

One blink and she was on alert, immediately unsheathing her sword, standing back, and pressing the tip of it to who was sure to be her attacker’s neck. Only when the person let out a mangled yelp did Carol realize who this was, and her eyes widened before she hastily pulled her sword far, far away.

“Your highness!”

Composing herself, the Princess straightened her posture, forcing out a dignified laugh. “Knight,” she greeted, curtseying.

“Please accept my deepest apologies, Your Highness. I mistook you for an attacker,” Carol explained, bowing her head.

Shaking her head, the Princess retained a polite smile. “It is fine. I’m glad that our Knights are on high alert. You are just doing your job,” she brushed aside, in such a leaderlike, future Queen-like, voice that it must’ve been drilled into her by her parents and teachers. “I just came by to look at the stars since I couldn’t sleep . . . Is that Orion?” She turned to the sky, pointing out a constellation.

Narrowing her eyes, Carol blinked, finding that the Princess was correct. Biting her tongue to stop herself from wording this poorly, she said, “Yes, it is. I didn’t know that Princesses were taught about the sky, Your Highness.”

Y/N chuckled, letting her true laugh ring, her true voice accompanying it. “I studied the stars in any free time I had when I was younger - and still do now,” she said.

This sparked the Knight’s interest. They launched into a conversation, discussing all the constellations they could see. It began that every night the Knight was on duty, the Princess would join her, murmuring about how she wasn’t able to sleep, even though they both knew that it wasn’t true. Still, the Knight didn’t stop her and the Princess didn’t allow herself to be stopped. After about the third or fourth visit or so, they began a contest of who could spot as many constellations as they could first. There was no prize and neither kept count, but it allowed them to talk for hours until the Knight’s shift was over or the Princess retreated to her quarters.

This went on for months, and neither had any intention of stopping. Their conversations grew into topics other than the sky, although they’d always come back to that, and they learned a lot about each other from it. At some point, the Princess started calling the Knight “Carol” and the Knight started calling the Princess “Y/N”. Although such informalities felt strange at first, with each other, they soon grew accustomed to and comfortable with it.

Then, one night, Y/N did not show. There was no way exactly for Carol to tell that she was late, for there was no clock outside, but as the breeze grew colder and the other guards grew tired, Carol could tell that there was something - someone - missing.

This set her off. She had never been so comfortable with someone than she was with the Princess. Anxiously, Carol craned her neck back to watch the entrance that Y/N came from. It was quiet. Abandoned. Give her a few more minutes, Carol told herself. She was a member of the Royal family. Perhaps she just got busy or fell asleep early.

That never happens, her conscience told her.

After a couple more agonizing minutes of rocking side-to-side slowly, the Knight decided she couldn’t just stand there when something could be wrong. Her duty was to take care of the Royal family, wasn’t it? She had to do that.

Hoping the other Knights were too tired or bored to notice, she crept over to Y/N’s usual entrance, which led to a winding, steep staircase. With her clanky boots, she made more noise than she would have liked to, but descended down it all the less. Leaving the little tower, she saw the palace’s library nearby.

From their talks she knew that Y/N would go there to study frequently, or use it as an oasis to get away from the chaos of being a royal - it wouldn’t hurt to check there.

Walking inside, Carol was adamant to make as little noise as possible. It would be a dishonor to disrupt Y/N’s quiet, safehaven. At first, she figured that no one could be there, with all the lights out. Then, something shining out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. Turning, she had to squint to make out a small lamp.

Gravitating towards it like a bug would, Carol made out Y/N’s outline as she approached. Y/N had her back faced to her, one hand supporting her chin and the other resting on an open book. Rounding the table, Carol noticed that the book had a photo of the night sky on it, with stars dotting it. That brought a small smile to her face, until she looked up to see Y/N asleep. She must have just fallen asleep, as the arm supporting her wasn’t limp yet, but would be soon.

Wanting to prevent her face from smashing into the book, Carol quickly reached out and shook her shoulder. That little touch was enough to jostle her and quickly, Y/N reentered consciousness. Her eyes went wide as she first saw Carol and then when she saw the book. “I didn’t mean to - I need to study,” she said, pushing back her chair and almost throwing herself at the nearest shelf, scouring it.

Blinking in slight shock, Carol followed her. “Study for what?” She asked, watching her fumble through the books, a couple falling onto the floor.

When Y/N’s only response was a mutter about how mad her teacher was going to be, Carol decided to step in. Narrowly avoiding getting hit with a book as it flew off the shelf, she grabbed Y/N’s wrists, forcing her to take a pause.

“Whatever this is, it needs to stop. You need to rest,” Carol said, not bothering to stuff her concern behind her usual tough exterior.

Y/N shook her head, struggling against Carol’s tight grip. “No, no. I have a test. I need - to - study.”

After a brief back-and-forth, the two ended up mere inches away from each other. With her tiredness, Y/N’s attempts grew weaker, but she was still adamant. It only got through to her when she realized the effect this was having on Carol, her blonde hair getting disgruntled, frustration and worry in her eyes, her straining muscles. “I would not be doing my Knightly duty if I step aside while this continues, Y/N! You need to rest, and I will make it my job to make sure you do so,” she said.

As this set in, Y/N dropped her struggle. With that happening so suddenly, Carol just barely caught herself before she knocked into the shorter royal. Once she regained her balance and loosened her grip, Y/N stepped away, rubbing her face as she felt the exhaustion overpower her. Turning around, Y/N slumped in a chair.

“I might just sleep here,” she said, leaning against the back of the chair.

Letting out a small scoff, Carol knelt in front of Y/N. “Can I help you back to your room, Princess?” She offered, smirking.

Y/N cracked one eye open and then turned away. “I’m good here,” she replied in a sing-song voice.

Rolling her eyes, Carol stood up. “I can carry you?” She offered next, shrugging. “Belova is guarding your quarters tonight. She won’t care.”

When Y/N didn’t respond, just shifted in the chair uncomfortably, Carol took the decision upon herself. She bent down and scooped the Princess up in her arms, eliciting a small squak of surprise from her. Carol just chuckled, heading out the door. “Adorable,” she teased, making sure Y/N was secure.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” Y/N grumbled, resting her head against Carol’s shoulder.

Feeling butterflies from the touch, the Knight nonetheless carried her to her quarters. Passing Yelena, the guard smirked at the scene, but didn’t say anything. When they got inside Y/N’s room, Carol laid her on her bed and helped her pull the covers over herself. Carol turned to leave, but Y/N caught her wrist.

“No goodnight kiss?” Y/N pouted. Then, she added, “Only if you want, of course.”

Turning back to her, Carol was grateful that the darkness only allowed them to make out the outlines of each other, so Y/N didn’t see her blush. She barely contained her gasp as it was. Leaning down, Carol’s lips met Y/N’s. They engaged in a nice, sweet kiss before they pulled back. “For you, Princess? I’d give you the stars,” she admitted quietly.

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chapter one — “a dream come true”

-> vil schoenheit x fem!reader

-> chapter warnings: death threat, body image issues, cursing

edited on 5/2: specified gender in header

table of contents ; taglist

“It’s a gift. For you. A way to thank you for everything you’ve done for me in the past. You’re the- the best friend I could have asked for.”

“Luke, I don’t even know what to say…”

“Don’t say anything, then. It’s a dream come true, isn’t it? I remember you saying you’d always wanted to go to this diner and I’d been saving up to finally be able to go-“

“CUT!”

You flinched, at both the loud, obnoxious voice of the director and at how suddenly the pale hands that rested upon your cheeks ripped themselves away, as if your skin was made of fire.

The owner of said hands looked at you in what was obviously distaste- maybe even disgust. Hate.

Whatever the word was, your co-star was feeling it.

Becoming an actress really was something like a dream come true, ironically enough. You had looked forward to it since you first figured out what an actress was. It was like the universe simply knew that this was your calling. Everything about acting made you happy, except for one little thing.

“Y/N, you have got to keep eye contact with me during that scene. It’s ridiculous how many times I have to tell you that. You look like you’re scared I’m going to kill you or something.”

One little thing. Vil Schoenheit, your co-star.

According to every magazine and news outlet around, he was the best thing to ever grace Twisted Wonderland.

According to you, he was a pain in the ass.

“Why is eye contact necessary?” You huffed, taking a sip of your water bottle, “It’s not an intimate scene- my character is excited and looking at the scene. We’re not even near those parts yet. We don’t have to look at each other. Unless… you want to look at me?”

“I’d rather look up my dead great grandmother’s asshole. It’s hell enough having to be around you during work hours, much less actually having to act like I’m in love with you.” Vil scoffed.

Your life was definitely like a dream.

A bad, one.

Was ‘nightmare’ too strong of a word? Night terror?

Certainly not.

“You’re lucky I even agreed to film this with you. Do you know how many brand ambassadors and directors are trying to get into my pants? They love to get the new girl who’s the talk of the town in their ads.”

“It’s more like weight loss brands trying to get you into a smaller pair of pants. Don’t think so highly of yourself, you’re still a tiny little minnow in this big sea.” Vil stepped closer to you, a single, perfectly manicured finger lifting up your chin to meet his eyes. “Every single person is a predator ready to attack a sweet, innocent thing like you. They’ll beat you down and destroy you until you do nothing left but petty commercials and charity work to even hope to grasp at the chance of becoming relevant again.”

You suppressed a small gulp. Vil, no matter how annoying, was quite intimidating. The perfect monster to plague your nightmares.

His gaze pierced into yours for a few seconds longer before his lips upturned into a small smile. He let you go. “Look, that’s the eye contact I wanted! Keep that in mind for when we finish the scene later.”

You scoffed as he walked away. You really couldn’t even say anything- he was right.

The acting industry was a brutal one. It would wear you down until you were a shell of your former self, people pointing out how you’d lost the light in your eyes that shone brightly in your earlier films, or how you’d seemed to age much more in the past few months than you had in your first 18 years of life.

They said that about Ellen too. You couldn’t become the next Ellen. Fuck Ellen.

Filler after filler after filler was how most celebrities kept their appearance. But Sevens, even then, botox and fillers tend to go downhill. Have you seen some of the older followers of the Beautiful Queen? She literally invented plastic surgeries and facial reconstructions, and yet people took her creations and ruined them. It honestly seemed like everyone in the show-business had their appearance- or life- ruined one way or another.

Your eyes trailed over to Vil, who was sitting in his chair, allowing an artist to touch up his hair and makeup. Slight jealousy stung at your heart. He was so… effortlessly beautiful. The artist barely had to do any makeup on him, for he had no ill spots to cover. His hair always seemed to stay perfectly in place. No need for any extra work to be done when you already look like a God.

He had the right to judge others. He was physically perfect, after all. And you…

You were not.

His entire world revolved around his looks and talents. They got him whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. You were lucky enough to land this role.

“Okay guys, the crew and I have been talking, and we’ve come up with a better idea.”

You quirked an eyebrow, standing up to join Vil and the directors as they called a rather sudden meeting.

“This set? Boring. Hate it. It doesn’t resemble a school at all like what I’m imagining, and it’s really putting a damper on my mood. So I got to thinking, ‘What could possibly make this set more realistic?’ and then I got it! My mind is so brilliant.”

“Sir, you weren’t the one to come up with this idea-“

“Shut it, Reginald. I’ll fucking kill you.”

There was a beat of silence before the director clasped his hands together delightedly, as if he hadn’t just nearly bit the head off of one of the interns. “There is a wonderful school in Twisted Wonderland, and we are lucky enough to have one of our actors as a student there!” The director beamed, looking directly at Vil. “I talked to your headmaster, Crowley, and he was more than happy to let us continue filming at Night Raven College! Filming starts next week!”

Vil’s eyes widened in shock, and you both seemed to speak out at the same time.

“What the fuck?”

Your life was a nightmare, indeed.

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