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7soulstars · 9 months
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I NEED HELP WITH A FIC
A lot of you guys have been sending me asks to write a Part 2 of my Johnny Depp x Daughter!Reader Fic A Good Father
Please send in any ideas you have for a scenario that you would like me to write it on!
I'll choose the best one to write on or maybe I'll write on all of them!
Please send your scenario ideas in my ask box!
Thank you for reading all of this !
~Love, Hri
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camilaxmartin · 1 year
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Can you make an shuri x reader fic out of the scene where her and okoye went to the collage to find riri but instead of riri it's just y/n or something
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this. right. here. idk why but it just gave me so much motivation skdhsjsk soo let’s get down to business.
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navigation // request // me and find the rest!
summary: shuri and okoye went to to college to find the person who made the machine to define vibranium who happens to be you.
warnings: SPOILERS FOR BP: WAKANDA FOREVER !!!
notes: i hope i remembered this scene correctly. tbh i don’t know why it turned out shorter than i expected😭 i may write part 2 to it one day👀 with more fluff and stuff.
part two // part three // part four
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“one thousand” you said to the boy standing in front of you.
“one thousand?! yesterday it was eight hundred.” he protested, while you rolled your eyes.
“inflation darling.” you responded fluttering your eyelashes, it was his turn to roll his eyes. in the next moment you heard the sound of notification coming from your phone.
“done and thank you.” he said annoyed and turned around to walk back to his friends. you smiled to yourself and headed back to your room.
what you didn’t know was the two women standing in the parking lot watching your every step.
“she’s a literal child.” said okoye looking at shuri.
“she’s a genius.” the girl corrected her, eyes still glued to you.
“i will handle it” the woman said wanting to follow you, but shuri stopped her with one of her hands.
“let me do it. no one will suspect anything, i can blend into the students” she argued still not letting go of her.
“why? do i look bad?” general asked which took shuri by surprise. “it’s the shade isn’t it? i thought it looked good.”
“noo you look great.” shuri sayid being a little amused by the sudden direction this conversation have taken.
“you sure?” the woman asked wanting to be assured.
“yes. now, let me talk with the girl.” shuri said gesturing to the building which you disappeared in a moment ago.
“you got five minutes. then i come in.” okoye smiled with her most loveable smile, but shuri knew better than that.
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you just came back from one of your lessons and started to prepare for another one, when suddenly you heard knocking. guessing it was one of your to-be clients you rolled your eyes while approaching the door.
“i don’t take requests in person. i’ve got a whole damn website for it.” you said but your mouth went dry when you saw who was the person standing before your room. it was shuri. as in princess shuri. as in shuri princess of wakanda. and as the most pretty girl you’ve seen. wait-
“you… i-i mean princess-“ you started but shuri silenced you by putting a finger on her lips and quickly slipped into your room.
“you are the genius who constructed the vibranium machine, right?” she asked even tho she knew the answer. you just nodded your head, being a bit nervous because of the way she called you a genius.
“shuri” you stated still not believing your eyes and ears. “what are you doing here? i-i mean has i done something bad? did i annoy wakanda or something?” you started rambling but shuri got into your words.
“not only us.” she stated looking around your room, being too distracted by it to be only looking at you. she noticed many posters on your walls and many pictures of your hobbies and current hyper fixations.
“then who else?” you asked getting a little anxious by this whole situation.
“for your own safety i can’t say. but i need you to pack up your things and go back with me to wakanda.” she said finally landing her eyes on you.
“but princess, when?” you asked still being unable to believe in all of this.
shuri felt her cheeks warm up a little when you again, used her title. not that it was something new to her, almost everyone in wakanda used it, but just the way you said it, have changed something in this sentence. “right now.” she explained looking into your eyes.
“what?!” you screamed not being able to control your own voice in that moment. “but i can’t! i got differentiation lesson in a few minutes! i can’t just leave like that.” you protested and shuri bit her lower lip starting to worry.
“trust me. you’re not safe here but in wakanda nothing bad will happen to you. i can promise you that.” she was trying to convince you, but you felt like you were in some kind of a dream.
“i assume that, princess.” you said noticing this time how shuri reacted to the title. she scratched the back of her neck, looking away from you for a minute, needing time to think on how to finally convince you. “but i can’t just leave.” you argued also needing to think for a bit.
“y/n listen…” she started, but you stopped her.
“no.” you said rubbing your eye with one hand. “i- i need to refresh myself.” you said going straight to the bathroom.
the moment you entered the room, shuri heard your scream. her attention instantly turned to you who were now running away from the bathroom while okoye was walking slowly behind you. you ran to your desk and grabbed the first thing you could find, which was a loudspeaker.
“one step closer, and you’ll regret it.” you said, which made the woman laugh. “i’m serious!”
“oh, sure you are.” she said looking at you like you were some kind of an idiot. “look shuri, she got a loudspeaker!” she imitated you which made your blood boil. “listen little girl, there are two options: you come with us to wakanda conscious or unconscious.” she smiled at the end what gave you another dose of anxiety.
“you must’ve been unconscious when you were putting on makeup today.” you said, the first thing that came to your mind. woman in front of you was clearly surprised, but the princess started to laugh.
“that’s funny?” she asked the girl, with murder in her eyes.
“no, no it’s not.” she answered trying to control her laugh.
“i told you i looked bad.” she said, gently hitting shuri’s arm.
“you look good.” shuri said, trying to calm down okoye a bit. she just rolled her eyes. “hey, hey, listen.” she stepped a little closer to you. “we just want to keep you safe.”
“you know what?” okoye stepped in again. “let’s leave her here and let her deal with namor himself, alone.” she smiled and your blood ran cold.
“stop it.” you whined. “i don’t know what to do.” you said mostly to yourself.
“so let us help.” shuri came even closer, now standing right in front of you. “nothing bad will happen to you while you’re with us.” she assured you, also taking one of your hands in her. you uncontrollably blushed.
“i think it won’t be that hard to convince her.” okoye stated looking amused while looking at you and then at shuri. you blushed even more at her comment at this time even shuri noticed it.
“don’t listen to her.” shuri said, while looking right into your eyes. “it’s just her thing” she smiled at you and you felt your cheeks warm up more.
“thank you princess.” you said being hypnotised by her eyes. this time, shuri gently smiled at your response.
“i see what’s going on here, princess.” okoye commented again. “but please, focus on the mission first and then you will be free to flirt as much as you two want to.” she added, waiting for your reply.
“okoye, get a grip.” shuri scoffed her, but okoye just acted hurt.
“we’re not flirting.” you protested. “i wouldn’t dare to do such a thing with the princess.” you added what made both woman laugh but shuri’s face stayed a little red.
“don’t miss your chance. i can guarantee you, the princess wouldn’t mind it.” she said, specifically marking shuri’s title.
“she’s insane.” shuri commented still looking at your face and then into your eyes when they landed on her again. “but she’s not wrong.” she whispered winking at you. if you think you were already red, i don’t know how you looked right now.
“girls, seriously.” okoye broke the tension again. “pack. up.” she said with a very strong accent.
“will you go with us?” shuri asked you, with hope in her eyes.
“i don’t have a choice apparently.” you said breathing out hard.
“you will love wakanda, i promise. and we will be able to keep you safe there.” shuri repeated herself, while letting go of your hand.
“the princess will make sure of the first part.” okoye added smiling at the both of you. shuri only rolled her eyes at this.
“fine, i will go.” you stated, which earned a smile from shuri. “but we need to go to my workshop first. i have all my projects there.” you said, making the conversation serious again.
“we got you.” shuri said smiling at you even more, when okoye shook her at the two of you.
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notrattus · 8 months
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Not a request but i just thought abt smth. Leon would be the type or boyfeiend to just listen on to his partners ramblings while nodding his head and smiling ever so softly at them :( i need a leon in my life
oh he absolutely would, he’d instantly know something was up even without you telling him, especially if you get uncharacteristically timid around him or seem to be biting your tongue.
typically he would ask you if you want to sit with him for a bit, maybe watch a movie to cheer you up, and when you seem that bit more comfortable with your jaw finally unclenched he’d ask you what’s up. “Someone’s being a bit quiet today. You okay, baby? Anything you want to talk about?” but he wouldn’t push any further than that if you just shrug him off.
but if you nod a timid yes he’d be pausing whatever movie he put on, probably one of your favourites, and turn his body toward you so you know his full undivided attention is yours. he’d take your hands and gently swipe his thumbs over your knuckles, helping you relax and waiting until you speak. then when you do it all just comes loose, like a dam broken all your frustrations would have you raising your voice a little but looking up to see the patient, gentle look on his face would make it so much easier to get it off your chest.
Leon makes you feel listened to, holding your gaze and nodding as you ranted, occasionally clicking his tongue in reaction to whatever you said or raising his brows when you tell him how ridiculous someone had been. but he never interrupts you, and god, it makes all the difference because without even speaking he reassures you that whatever you’re feeling or thinking matters, and seeing his smile or shocked expressions cheers you up every time.
then, when you think you’re done and let out a big sigh to show it he hums, squeezing your hands. “Did you need any advice or just wanted me to listen?” he asks every time without fail, ever aware of your potential needs even though he’s crap when it comes to advice. you’d shake your head and tell him the latter, cuddling into his side and resuming the movie.
“Just listening helps, thank you, Leon.”
“Anytime baby, anytime.”
(i am also in desperate need of a Leon in my life if it isn’t already obvious 😭)
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captain-lessship · 9 months
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2-D Cuddling and Sleep Headcannons
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2D is a very cuddly guy. He just is. He doesn’t get much affection (or even touch) so when he’s with you, he will capitalize on your warmth and love
He loves curling up next to you on a couch or in bed. 
Loves when you fiddle with his hands or hair. You trace the lines in his palms often and he loves the odd and slightly ticklish sensation.
He draws shapes and letters on your skin when he gets really sleepy. Mainly hearts, stars, his name, your name and ‘I love you.’ (He always traces every letter of I love you.) 
He hums to you. Period.
His go to cuddling position is resting his head on your chest. Your heartbeat is his personal lullaby (plus this means you can play with his hair) 
Is partial to being the big spoon, even though it sacrifices hair play but is is perfectly suited to allow him to play with your hands or for you to fiddle with his.
Is a very good person to sleep next to. Stays to his side when you inevitably separate from cuddling positions and take his share of the blanket and no more. But one of his limbs always has to be touching you or else he wakes up. 
Is not, I repeat NOT a morning person. He grumbles at you when you try to get up and whines when you eventually get out of bed.
His gaze follows you as you get ready for the day. You leave him with a kiss and a promise of a peppermint tea if he gets up. (Does it begrudgingly)
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lullaebies · 1 month
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No clue if your still taking asks for Aegon III and Jaehaera but what about one where they were secretly courting (Aegon giving Jaehaera gifts like jewels, books she likes and maybe telling her a few stories or singing songs?) they do a similar thing to Daemon and Rhaenyra in the brothel (maybe they’re in a tavern or something?). Maybe Aegon II or Daemon catch them, regardless of how they are caught both are confront and Aegon III ends up asking Aegon II for Jaehaera’s hand in marriage then and there?
Maybe Aegon II’s like: “You ruined my daughter who else will wed her now?”
Meanwhile Aegon III: “Wed her to me. I’ll take her as she is”
Maybe it causes and uproar with the Blacks and Greens both protesting against it while Alicent, Daemon and Rhaenyra hear this conversation and are like “oh no…” cause this has happened before and the chances of it happening again are so unlikely. And maybe they’re confronted like when Aemond lost his eye and everyone yells at each other?
(Also it would be funny if both the Greens and the Blacks were to absorbed in their bickering they didn’t even notice Jaehaera and Aegon III’s feelings for each other? And it isn’t until this happened that they realize how deep this runs and maybe they all overreact to this?)
A/N: I will note here before I start that I actually wrote a very similar request to this already over here. Not sure if you were aware of it but bringing it forward for any case, you may enjoy this one too. That being said, you provided a different dialogue route, so I'll still do this req too. What I linked is from Jaehaera's POV - this will be from Aegon III's POV.
“Unhand my son,” his mother yells at his uncle. “At this very moment!” 
Although sobered by now, Aegon still feels as if the world moves too fast to comprehend. One moment he is in a tavern with Jaehaera, playing with the earrings he himself had bought  her a moon prior and tasting the ale she drank from her very own lips, and in another, he is grabbed, tossed and dragged back here. 
Aegon the Elder has a vice grip on his collar. The man is no towering figure, he is in fact smaller than him, but he had the very hold of death when he had caught them in the tavern’s booth. He tasted the blood in his mouth still from several punches. Tomorrow, his eyes would not be the only thing purple about him.
His uncle releases a dismissive sight. It is only when his father steps forward, clutching Dark Sister’s grip, that anything changes. Prince Aemond stands tall with his brother, and Ser Criston Cole goes to charge against his father, but before any fight can take place, Aegon the Elder throws him to the floor. 
He hears Jaehaera squeaking, held aside by her mother and twin brother. The peasant garb she had worn to the city hasn’t dimmed her beauty even a smidge. Her usually pin-straight hair is a mess, and his only comfort at this moment is remembering how his fingers felt running through it. Her lips are still flushed and bruised from kisses, vibrant red because of him, for him. 
His fingers twitch towards her on the floor, while his brothers surround him.If he had the strength to push them all away, he would. Let me be where I want to be.
“You dare batter a prince? In what world do you think it will go unpunished?!” His mother is still raging. 
“This very one, half-sister,” Aegon the Elder yells back, sounding nearby beastly. “I’d sharply question him, but I saw for myself. He touched my daughter.”
Queen Alicent, still in shock, soon blocks his view of Jaehaera. “How long has this been going on for? Tell me now, Jaehaera,” she begins her questioning. His Haera looks the most vulnerable fawn as all eyes in the room land on her, fiddling with one of her fallen earrings. “Tell me so we can fix this.”
She sniffles hard, teary eyes glancing at him in concern. “A little more than..” she stutters. Queen Alicent presses her shoulders. “A little more than a year.”
Before Aegon could even comprehend the confession, Aegon the Elder comes forward once more, swinging his leg and kicking him straight in the face. “You fucking rat!” 
“Father!” Jaehaera lets out a wail. While Aegon groans in pain, head slammed against the floor once more, it seems as if an all out war is brewing in the room. Kingsguards rush to the middle of the room, while his brothers are ready to jump his uncles. Even Jaehaerys comes to push Joffrey away from reaching his father.
Aegon the Elder, as his mother and father introduced him, had been a sullen slob with only hatred within his very core. But his Uncle stands over him and looks at him with fire that implies anything but hatred, at least when it comes to his daughter.
“More than a year... You think my daughter is a common whore for you to flaunt and kiss at taverns? You think she’s a plaything for you to call upon whenever?” he hisses at him. “You ruined her. You have been ruining her! Your mother may have never taught you consequences, but they exist, in this world. Who would wed her now?”
There are many answers to that question. Normally, in their family, it would be one of her brothers, but Jaehaera has noted she and her close family all dislike that idea. Lords that see an opportunity, perhaps; Jaehaera is the only granddaughter of the King, with a dragon to boot. Anyone with eyes, is another thought, as he remembers her round pouts, and long lashes that bat curiously whenever he speaks.
Yet the truth is, there has been only one answer.
“Wed her to me,” he pants out, the blood from his nose dribbling aside. His voice is unwavering, ever clear in the quieting room. “I will have her. I want her.”
She is mine, as much as her father hates to admit it. She is meant to be mine.
The atmosphere shifts in the room. Jaehaera is frozen in place, teary eyes begging. His brothers and mother all turn to gasping stones, but it is his father that has his eyes completely changed. He moves away from Ser Criston Cole, staring at him.
“You will have her?” Aegon the Elder nearly spits out. “Little prick. You will have her when I fade to ash.”
“That is it,” Queen Alicent then says, pushing her son away from him. “Prince Aegon will meet a maester before we all turn to speak mindlessly. I must see Jaehaera to her own maester as well.” The woman sighs.
To check if I took her, is implicit in her words. I should have. Should have wedded and bedded her before any of them could take her away. Jaehaera’s mother and brother take her away, while Prince Aemond and Ser Criston Cole both convince his uncle to step away from him. 
“After we know…” Queen Alicent grimaces. “We will speak of this more, Princess Rhaenyra.”
“We shall,” his mother says. “Do trust this will not be forgotten, Queen Alicent.”
Aegon is helped onto his legs by his brothers. Talk of concussions, responsibilities, and temporary madness all come his way from all fronts as they walk the Red Keep’s hallways. At the end, it is his father that takes him to the maester’s door. His father keeps a stern face. Aegon knows his father does not like that side of this family, he knows he hates them more than anything. However, he keeps his pride about him. 
“I don’t regret it,” Aegon says when they are by the guest room assigned to him. “She is meant to be mine. I will ask it again.”
“You will not,” Daemon answers him, cutthroat. His father’s hand reaches to squeeze on his upper arm, hard.
Aegon gulps. There is something sinister about his father’s gaze.
“Ask, that is. You said all that needed to be said, and I know it will be true,” Daemon tells him. “You will have her. One way… or the other.”
His father turns on his heel, and leaves him be. Jaehaera is there at the back of his mind, sweet lips and violet eyes, with her beauty marks and her gentle voice comparing to the calm of moonlight, but the bride price may be costlier than just the blood dripping down his face.
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elizasidepiece · 6 days
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been reading lots of Sirius and / or Remus adopt Harry fic recently…..
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bloodyymaryyy · 27 days
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Hello my beautiful people! I have a few ideas i am in the process of writing.
The requests are open tho
1st : gossip girl xoxo grid! X driver! Reader
Gossiping with max, Charles, Pierre and Lando
2th : predictions with y/n grid x reader
Basically y/n somehow is making preparations that they are coming true
3rd : jewellery Charles x reader
Y/n gifting a bracelet to Charles and it doesn't come off without a fight
4th: don't snitch! ( can't decide with who get)
Y/n being a street racer (il)ligal style
5th: invitations grid x driver! Reader
y/n inviting her driver friends to her brothers wedding and chaos is being made with a bit of language barrier, Greek weddings, dances and such
6th : the stream is on grid x driver! reader
Y/n being a big streaming, influenser and finding herself being f1 drivers while she is streaming on a traditional horror night once again. ( that is when she has the time between the races)
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austinstyles · 1 year
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Could you do a story where you and Austin are first time parents and y/n leaves Austin alone with the baby for the first time and she/he won’t stop crying and Austin is so stressed and he starts crying because he feels he can’t do it and maybe he starts singing to the baby (I can’t help falling in love with you or any song you choose) and he/she calms down and you come in and see him singing and wiping his tears.
I love your writing and you totally don’t have to write it but I just want to ask cause I love your work ❤️❤️❤️
Hey anno I wanted to thank you for this request. And I have decided to write the fanfic. And I can’t wait to share it with everyone. And thanks for loving my work anno. and I really wanted to write this request when I first read it. And request are open as always.
  Parents
Warning: Kissing and spelling mistakes.
You and Austin have just had your first child. And today is the first time you are leaving Austin alone with your new born son. You were nervous about leaving Austin alone to take care of your son. But Austin had told you everything will be fine. “Austin you know everything you have to do right? You know when to feed him and to pour him down for his nap. And his bedtime?” I am questioning as I am ready to leave the house. “ Yes I know what to do y/n don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Austin said in a  reassurance to me. “ Okay I will see the two of you when I get back home.” I said and gave Austin a quick goodbye kiss on his lips and leave and get into my car.
Austin pov
My girlfriend as just left to have her first girls night since out son was born. And I am taking care of him all alone for the first time. And so far everything is going good. But as time goes by it was time to get this little man to sleep. Everything is ready for him to go to sleep, I lay him down turned on the night light. But he won’t go to sleep and started to cry. I am trying everything to get my son to stop crying and go to sleep. My stress level is getting so much I started to cry, I am feeling like I can’t do this without my girlfriend. As I am crying and feeling very stress with my son crying, the idea pops up that maybe singing will help him go to sleep. So I started to sing Elvis Presley song ‘I can’t help falling in love with you’ and continue to sing, and as I continue to sing. I soon see y/n standing next to me and she is wiping my tears away. And soon after me and y/n see our son is fast asleep. And it was our turn to just spend some time.
“You did good Austin. Everyone feels stressed as new parents even I do.” Y/n told me. “This is going to be a journey for the both of us.” I told her.
(PS: sorry this is a short fanfic.)
Thanks for reading. And hope you enjoy this fanfic.
🩷😃👍🏻🖤🌸
Grace
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lifeiskentastic · 6 months
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pls do another dan dunne fic! can be anything 🫶
this man is everything 😩😩
Dan makes a marriage proposal to gn!Reader
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Gif by @stumblingandcrumbling-blog
A/N: I don't know the exact reasons but when I write about this man I have so much fun (so I'll keep doing it);
Summary: Dan proposes to you. In the middle of your lesson, actually.
Word count: 353 words;
Thanks for request!
It was supposed to be the most ordinary, unremarkable working day at school. The key word is supposed. Because after your boyfriend, with flowers at his side, a box in his hand, and on one knee, shouted 'Will you marry me?' under your classroom window, it could hardly be described as ordinary or unremarkable.
And while the whole class crowded around the window, and you hid your face with a cheerful smile and a deep blush in your hands, Dan waited patiently. Although, to be honest, his knee was already hurting from standing in the classic proposal pose for so long.
'Ahem, ahem' Dan stirred a little, because his limbs would have given out, and looked up and down at you hopefully, 'I'm not pushing it, of course, but... Um, will you marry me?'
Every student in the office turned to you while your hands seemed to be stuck to your face. Well, you were simply not allowed to show up with such a look on your face as a teacher!
Although any teacher's etiquette was long forgotten when Dan proposed to you in the middle of class.
'Ha-ha, my body's already hurting, you know' indeed, Dan had to get up from his knee, but his gaze remained fixed in one direction - to you. And so did his tired but hopeful smile. He sincerely believed that he would receive an exceptionally positive answer (although with every moment of silence, he was overcome with a touch of conscience). 'I'm starting to worry.'
He shrugged awkwardly, still holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers under his arm and, of course, never letting go of the box with the fateful ring. And then, you finally dared to open your palms to meet that devoted-looking Dan in the schoolyard. The students whispered among themselves, especially as you ran full speed down the stairs to your waiting boyfriend.
You ran out into the street, but you didn't stop there, running straight into Dan's open arms with a smile on your face. You fell into his arms, whispering softly in his ear:
'Yes.'
You were hugged as tightly as you never thought possible.
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inevitably-johnlocked · 3 months
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JL Fic Req: Hiatus Fic?
Hello! I am trying to relocate a fanfiction that I read recently and forgot to save. It was either on AO3 or fanfiction.net. Sherlock is away, dismantling Moriartys web (but before Serbia I believe). He gets injured somehow and has to ask a kind stranger and another kind couple to help him. He tells them that his grandmother will pick him up at the next stop (because they are worried about him), but in reality he’s headed to an old family cottage because he knows his wound needs tending. He texts Mycroft “bees” as a code so Mycroft knows where to find him. He has to put in a code at the gate and then he collapses. Mycroft comes and stitches him up. Thank you so much for reading and for any insight!!
(submitted by thestarsareout)
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Hi Lovely!
OH GOSH I THOUGHT I KNEW THIS ONE, and I’ve been through my numerous Hiatus-related fic lists, and nothing seems to click. Maybe one of them will for you?
Reunion and Other Post TRF Fics
Reunion and Other Post TRF Fics Pt. 2
Reunion and Other Post-TRF Fics Pt. 3
John Finds Out About Hiatus
John Joins Sherlock During Hiatus
Sherlock Returns from Hiatus Injured
Otherwise, do any of my Lovelies know what fic Stars is looking for?
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idiaa-shroxd · 8 months
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Your cat cafe au is so much fun and so soft I adore it but hearing that Malleus and Leona's cats are friends is so funny to me and spawned the worst idea XD Prefect: Leona, Nebula is pregnant Leona: ...By who? Prefect gestures to Oatmeal and Nebula cuddling.
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we share the same brain!! actually working on the cat au ask right now, but have a few irl emergencies that prevented my writing, and here’s a little bit of it! but first let me just say this is 100% my thought process if you and rook have yet to neuter the kitties. oatmeal and nebula have a romeo and juliet love story! \(//∇//)\ more under cut! this isn’t canon in the au or anything but a fun concept!!
“Nebula has never looked better, he scooped her up in one arm and held her firmly against his bicep, smug as she meowed up at him and purred loudly. He had zero hesitation to hold her while walking to his fated rival, looking him and his cat up and down before scoffing. The two proceeded to argue over who’s cat looked better wearing their dorm uniform for a bit, as the two cats seemed content in their arms without hostility to one another. - Leona Kingscholar
Malleus Draconia - As Leona argues with him half his brain has melted to this is the greatest cat. Cat precious. My firstborn is the best in this world. The other half of him smugly picks up his son in his own arm, the cat against his own bicep as he begins talking about how regal he is. Honestly, his cat is just happy to spend time with him and begins playfully nipping at him after not getting enough attention.”
anyways back to the ask!! I’d like to imagine if that actually happened then leona would freak out at malleus, while malleus is shocked he is getting his first grandchild with you already as you reiterate that is a cat, and you both are not married. he’s not listening, to you or leona. they end up being that in law family that despise one another thoroughly like my child is too good for your child but i don’t want to lose custody of my grandchild. cats tend to have multiple kitties at once so im thinking depending on the amount the may definitely mean the boys now live ay Ramshackle with the kittens, with Nebula nipping at her dad proudly showing him her babies and Oatmeal showing his dad his babies too, forcing the two men to bond despite their prominent scowls, but they avoid being too loud because you remind them kittens are sensitive to noises. (。-∀-)
they’d definitely end up trying to adopt the kittens when you graduate.. but that custody battle is a talk for a different day. on the bright side Oatmeal and Nebula finally get to stay with each other openly as they raise the kitties.
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for anyone curious ( ^ω^ ) been busy these past few weeks with art fight, and my cat needed a vet emergency, still have to return to the vet later this week, but i’m also working on a r-18 birthday leona fic! friendly reminder my navigation does say mdni and you are responsible for the content on my profile that you view!♪
Σ('◉⌓◉’) actually haven’t written r-18 works for social media in a bit, but i will try my best to make the fic! if anyone does not want to view the content, please block the tag “shrouded in desire.” which i will be tagging the fic, and all r-18+ fics on my profile for those who do not want to see the content!
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silcodreams · 26 days
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The Moon
[Fluff][No Swearing][Gn Reader]
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"If someday the moon calls you by your name, don't be surprised. Because every night I tell her about you," Silco finished, a familiar softness in his seafoam eye as he gazed down at you, while his inferno eye seemed to be burning with passion.
The moon's light seemed to glow brighter from his words as it poured in from his extravagant window, as he sat in his throne like chair, with you in his arms.
Author's Note: I don't know where I was going with this but I kept seeing that line and I was thinking abt how much I can imagine silco saying it..
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lovinpelova · 1 month
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that girl on kerstins ig story is actually me!! i'm the mystery forehead kiss receiver🫶🏼
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mxshr0mz · 2 months
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please send in reqs for x readers (headcannons,oneshots,etc) !!!
list of what I'll write for : https://www.tumblr.com/mxshr0mz/739714078141988864/should-i-start-making-x-readers-what-id?source=share
note: i know like close to ZERO genshin characters and i know close to nothing about the characters i DO know :3
note2: i will NOT be writing smut. suggestive things are the closest it will get.
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larz-barz · 3 months
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Greetings! I hope you’re tests went well and that you continue to rest and take care of yourself! If you have time, do you think you can write a Tanjimilo fix about them having a game night together? You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course, thank you! ❤️
awhh this request is adorable!! and thank you so much! my exams went rlly well!❤️❤️
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Game night
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“Tanji!!” Milo called out happily and Tanjiro looked up from his video game. “Hm? What is it Angel?” He replied with a smile.
She sits down beside him and cuddles up to him. “Can we have a game night? I told mama I might stay later so she won’t mind!” She says happily and he smiles, gently pulling her into his side and kissing her temple. “Of course Angel!”
Milo smiles excitedly and gets her switch out of her backpack. When she turned it on she smiles giddily.
The game she had in the chip reader (idk what it’s called soo yeah-) was Smash Ultimate cause she played it with Michio the day before.
“Is Smash Ultimate ok or would you rather play something else? Like, Super Mario Wonder maybe?” She asked, lightly kicking her feet against the couch out of excitement.
“Smash is good with me Angel!” He says happily, wrapping his arm around her waist as he waits for her to get the game set up. After a moment she hands one of the controllers to him.
Neither Milo nor Tanjiro are very good at the game so they just laugh the whole time.
“Tanji.” “Yeah?” “We’re not good at this.” Tanjiro starts laughing even harder and Milo joins.
~the end~
I hope you like it Ayuna!!:3 thanks for requesting!💕💕💕
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lullaebies · 1 month
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Hi, I love this acc sm!
Just asking if you could do a Jaehaera lives and Daenaera marries Viserys ii au? thanks sm!!
“You can eat it still. I’ll manage, Daenaera,” Jaehaera tells her good sister. Daenaera prances around the room as if she is a lady-in-waiting still, taking the fish dish she had been eating and putting it on the balcony for the morning birds to gobble up. 
“Your words are most kind, your Grace, but your scrunched nose betrays you,” Daenaera grins as she sits back down on their tea table. They most often have their tea times at the gardens, but Jaehaera’s fatigue had not allowed them such luxury. Daenaera had combed her hair, but they both agreed she is better off remaining in her comfortable nightgown for the day. “The smell of the Strumm fish wards off Viserys, too. Regretful I must give up my defences, but I’ll manage for my Queen.”
Jaehaera lifts her teacup to her lips, a thin smile stretched upon her tired face. “Newlyweds should be sweet on each other. Should I worry you want my good brother repelled already?” 
Daenaera laughs, her pretty smile accompanied by a playful gaze. “Oh, there are no concerns there. Should he have been any sweeter, he may have not allowed me to attend my duties to you on this fine day.”
Jaehaera shakes her head with a soft chuckle. “You are going to make Viserys resent me,” she says. They’ve come a long way since their initial meeting and the accusations of her ‘bewitching Aegon’, but Jaehaera’s matching of her good brother and Daenaera bridged them true. She hopes that it won't go to waste. “Regardless, you are not my lady-in-waiting anymore. You must remember to enjoy your own bliss; you needn’t attend any duty.”
“On the contrary, your Grace. You are my good sister now, and my duties are attended from the depths of my heart,” Daenaera says as if she is speaking out a poem, smoothly, and leans forward to bring a hand over Jaehaera’s palm. “On such exciting days I couldn’t bear not to see you, Haera.”
Jaehaera smiles gently, bringing her other hand to her belly. She had been anxious when the signs had started to show. The maester Daenaera brought from Driftmark in preparation for her wedding had also been the maester that confirmed Jaehaera is with child. The Grand Maester would’ve had to tell Aegon — but she had wanted to know for herself, first. They only made headway with their own intimacy this year. The changes are coming with such haste she hasn’t managed to internalise either her fears or her excitement. 
Swift knocks are heard from behind the door. “King Aegon the Third and Prince Viserys are at the door, my Queen,” Ser Willis Fell announces. “May they enter?”
Jaehaera snorts. Ser Willis wastes no opportunities to show his allegiance. Should Aegon have stood there alone, he could not make them ask for permission, but Viserys standing outside the door means he must mind her chastity. 
“Speak of the devil,” Daenaera’s smiles from ear to ear, turning her body around to the door. 
“Daenaera,” Jaehaera exclaims softly, amused. She clears her throat to raise her voice. “Let them in, Ser Willis.”
The door opens for the two brothers. Aegon’s dark amethyst eyes fall on her tenderly, and the hand that brushes on her belly moves to her lap. She nearby told him yesterday, when he embraced her to calm sleep, but had found him lulled to sleep before she could find the courage. It is always on the tip of her tongue.
“And here I thought you’d keep me out, good-sister,” Viserys says, walking over to Daenaera in steps that seemed more reflex than thought of. “Wife,” he says, planting a full kiss on her silver locks.
“If it was up to me, she would,” Daenaera answers, giving a kiss of her own to his chin.”The council went well, I’d hope?”
“As well as you’d expect from a council all due to be swapped,” Viserys says. “They take too long to make decisions as simple as deciding what establishments to be patrons of for The Smith’s Day. The answer is in the day’s name, for heaven's sake.”
“The Smith represents all labourers, good brother,” Jaehaera chimes in, leaning back against her chair. “There is some merit in that discussion, I fear.”
Aegon drags the chair beside her to sit down. “Let him complain. We all know the true reason he does,” he says. “He has been tortured to keep a charming smile for the entirety of it. A wonder the corners of his lips are not set in it permanently, by now.”
“Should you budge a smile for once, I wouldn’t have to blind the room with mine,” Viserys says, taking his own place with his wife. “Dear sister, I implore you to have him practice his smiles. He cannot leave you to endear the realm to the crown on your own.”
“I am certain the realm will soon be overwhelmingly endeared to her and The Crown in tow. His Grace is only aid, one way or another,” Daenaera chuckles to herself. 
“Pardon?” Aegon asks, tilting his head. The goblet of wine he poured for himself is held by his chest as he stops to comment. He poured herself one, too; she had been the wine fan of them two, but alas, she cannot allow herself to drink much. “I don’t think my wife needs any assistance in these matters.”
Jaehaera smiles. A few years ago all would doubt that claim entirely, but she supposes all things are due to change. She ought to embrace this possibility and make it true; the son or the daughter that are growing in her belly deserve to be loved by the realm, as they deserve to be loved by their father.
She looks at Aegon midway his sip, at the line of his restrained lips. Jaehaera raises herself on the chair, fixing her posture, hand coming back to her belly. “Perhaps, but assistance will come anyway. The babe will be of great aid, if my husband will not.”
Aegon’s wine spritzes from his mouth like a rush of rain. It stains the teal of Viserys’s doublet and furthermore his face, to Daenaera’s great laughter. Jaehaera cracks a wide smile at the display, and especially when Aegon turns to her whole. 
“Truly?” his goblet is left aside, reaching out to her wrist. Jaehaera nods gently, letting her eyes crinkle at Aegon in hopes his will return the favour. The king does not disappoint, his face coming to her own for a swift kiss that stamps his smile on her own.
“I am all congratulations for the both of you, and the realm,” Viserys says, trying to clean off some of the wine on his doublet while Daenaera brushes away his wet fringe from his face, still struck with giggles. “But you most definitely will have to rely on your wife and child in charms, dear brother.”
Aegon shakes his head, kissing her one more time before he turns to his brother. “We will see how you will take it when such news comes to you.”
Feeling at her utmost bravery, Jaehaera hums. “My aversion to the scent of Daenaera’s beloved fish dish had been a most important indicator. Perhaps we should check if you are due alongside me, dear brother?”
“Those damn fish,” Viserys’s ears turn a shade of pink. “I take it back. My nephew or niece will have to do the work for you both.”
Daenaera kisses Viserys’s flushed cheek; soon enough his face brightens. Aegon brings a hand to Jaehaera’s stomach too. Jaehaera hopes the son or daughter within her hears the joy they already brought forward.
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