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myfandomprompts · 1 year

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🍁=nsfw

Ewanverse Headcanons

𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

• Aemond Targaryen

🍁 All Aemond fic tracklist

🍁You Were Always With Me - possessive!Aemond x Reader [completed]

Synopsis: You've known Aemond all of your life, but when war breaks and your House chooses a side, Aemond have no choice but to do everything in his power not to let you go.

To Risk It All - On Going [𝒜𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓍 𝒱𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃!𝒪𝒞]

• Tom Bennett

🍁 Gone with regrets - Tom Bennet x Reader [In Progress]

You are a French girl that had the opportunity to teach in Manchester, and you had been lucky enough to be granted a bed at the Bennett’s place. [...]

𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙 / 𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖙 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘

• Aemond Targaryen

It'll Be History - [college!Aemond x Reader]

Dubious Headlines - [modern!Aemond x Reader]

[Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3]

🍁 You Belong To Me Now - [darkish!Aemond x Reader]

🍁 Unhealthy Addiction - [dark/drugdealer!Aemond x Reader]

• Memorised - [Aemond x bestfriend!reader]

• Will (Salad Days)

🍁 Is there anything left for us? - Will x Reader

[Part 1/ Part 2]

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖓:

Michael Gavey x Reader

Mentor!reader x Aemond Targaryen [Hunger Games AU]

Unhealthy addiction - part 2 & 3

☆All of my GiFs are available under the tag #usermyfandomprompts or in my description.☆

#myfandomprompts #ywawm #masterlist #aemond fanfiction #aemond targaryen #hotd #dubious headlines #prompts #oneshots #pinned #aemond #aemond x reader #tom bennett #ewan mitchell #short stories #house of the dragon #world on fire #ewanverse

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aemonds-wifey · 1 year

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Masterlist

🔵Aemond Targaryen🔵

The Dragon & The Wolf 🐲💚🐺

[Inspired by the song: Way Down We Go- Kaleo]

Aemond x Fem! Reader

Childhood Part 1 Childhood pt 2 Childhood pt 3

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Chapter 11 Chapter 12 (📝) Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15

One shots for this series ⬆️

The first Kiss

A Balm (idea by @moonchildrenandflowercrowns )

A Gift (requested by @moonchildrenandflowercrowns )

A very lazy Morning

A Hot Soak

The Past

The moment I Knew (📝)

Home (Part 1)

Home (Part 2)

A lullaby

A disobedient son

A Precious Language

A family Dinner

🟣Osferth🟣

The Warrior & The Monk ✝️💙⚔️

[Inspired by the song : Fire On Fire - Sam Smith]

Osferth x Fem! Reader

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Epilogue

One shots for this series ⬆️

An offer of Everything

The Surprise

Away for Too Long

A Baby Monk No More

An eventful Gathering

The Nightmare

Where it All Began (📝)

🟠Tom Bennett🟠

An unexpected Summer Meeting 🌸☀️⛵️

{Inspired by the Song: A Beautiful Dream - George Ezra}

Tom Bennett x Fem! Reader

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13

One Shots For This Series ⬆️

Christmas with the Bennetts (📝)

🔴 Benedict Bridgerton 🔴

A Lady and the Artist 🪷⛲️🎨

Chapter 1 (📝)

TAGS

@schniiipsel @moonchildrenandflowercrowns @chainsawsangel @mischiefmanaged71 @namoreno @nolongereviliwantlove @talesofoldandnew @yentroucnagol @arcielee @bbyaemond @bcon24 @lauraneedstochill @polkadotsocks1993 @motley-baby @sscreamingbanshee @tssf-imagines @actualhawkesworld @avidreader73

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xoluvx · 2 years

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sexcapades; masterlist

𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 ♡

𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛

tell me what it's like

𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚝

better than a dream

#peter parker #tom holland #zendaya #michelle jones #rue bennett #nathan drake #maddy perez #smut #oneshots #sexcapades

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endless-ineffabilities · 2 years

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Masterlist 📝

A regularly updated list of my works; all are x f!Reader unless otherwise stated. If you wish to be tagged for any specific story, or all future works with a certain character, please comment on the specific post!

Please do NOT copy, repost, steal, or translate any of these! My works should only exist here, on Tumblr. I have not and will not post them on any other platform, nor do I consent to any other individual doing so.

The Sandman

Morpheus / Corinthian

Ineffable (series) *on hiatus

Corinthian

Easy on the eyes (series) (18+) *on hiatus

Morpheus

Only you can set alight the fire in me (oneshot)

House of the Dragon

Daemon Targaryen

Without you, I would not be (upcoming series)

This world was never meant for a fire like yours (part one - part two (18+) - unalloyed - part three.one - )

in the shadow of your heart (part one - part two)

She is my heart (oneshot)

ñuha mērī jorrāelagon (oneshot)

feast (oneshot)

rogue ink (oneshot)

turning red (oneshot)

Aemond Targaryen

prūmia va perzys (heart on fire) series

part one: don't you love me?

part two: and what of your love? (18+)

part three: the flames that divide (18+)

part four: the aftermath

part five: never tear us apart

part six:

part seven:

some jealous Aemond Targaryen scenarios

burn them all for you (oneshot)

a little game (modern au oneshot)

hmm (a christmas drabble)

sepār iā sylutegon (just a taste)

your heart's serrated edges are much like mine own (oneshot) (18+)

sapphire-hearted - part one - part two - part three -

dragonfire (oneshot)

Daemon and/or Aemond

A dance with two rogue dragons (oneshot)

If these walls could speak (18+)

midnights imagines : question...? - anti-hero - labyrinth - lavender haze - maroon (part one - part two - part three - part four)

dialogue series: King? -

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

As I believe in you (oneshot)

there's hope for us, yet - part 1 - part 2

MCU

Bucky Barnes

babydoll (oneshot)

reconnaissance - one - two - three

Steve Rogers / Bucky Barnes

The Bolter - part one - part two - part three - part four - part five -

World On Fire

Tom Bennett

tongue in cheek (one - two - three - four )

John Wick 4

Marquis Vincent de Gramont

le marquis et le moineau - (ill)fated - first dance -

#masterlist #morpheus x reader #the corinthian x reader #daemon targaryen x y/n #daemon targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #aemond targaryen x reader #house of the dragon imagine #house of the dragon #the sandman netflix #bucky barnes x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #steve rogers x reader

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targaryenrealnessdarling · 1 year

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Characters I write for: Aemond Targaryen, Billy Washington, Ettore , Tom Bennett and Michael Gavey. Maybe some Daemon Targaryen if I'm feeling like a ✨whore✨

General Taglist | My AO3 | WIPs | Fic Recs | Ko-Fi

🌟 Requests OPEN 🌟 Request Rules

Aemond Targaryen

Billy Washington

Ettore

Tom Bennett

Michael Gavey

Between Fire and Stone (Daemon x Strong!niece | oneshot)

Ewan Mitchell Characters Fish and Chips Orders 12 Days of Smuff (Christmas Event): Aemond Targaryen, Billy Washington, Tom Bennett & Ettore 🔥

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jamespotterismydaddy · 1 year

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Masterlist

Smut: 🍆

Personal faves: ⭐️

Requests I plan to write -> here

Aemond Targaryen Masterlist

Rhaenyra Masterlist

Aegon Masterlist

Jacaerys:

Oneshots/mini series:

Best Friends Brother, Cops And Robbers (modern!jacaerys)🍆

Traded Posession, Gilded Whore (dark!jacaerys x reader) 🍆

Cregan:

Oneshots/mini series:

Attitude Adjustment (cregan x wife!reader)🍆⭐️

Series:

Lord Husband (cregan x reader)⭐️

Daemon Targaryen Masterlist

Alicent

Oneshots/mini series:

A Simple Favour 🍆

Nymphets🍆

Michael Gavey Masterlist

Luke Castellan Masterlist

Sejanus Plinth:

Oneshots/miniseries:

Darling🍆

Tom Bennett:

Oneshots/miniseries:

Sailor Boy🍆

Joseph Descamps:

Oneshots/miniseries:

Behind Closed Doors🍆

#hotd masterlist #aemond targaryen #hotd smut #daemon smut #aemond x oc #aegon smut #rhaenyra smut #aemond smut #cregan stark #cregan smut #alicent hightower #alicent smut #cregan x reader #michael gavey #luke castellan smut #sejanus plinth #tom bennett

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anjelicawrites · 10 months

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Maybe #6 the "Are you jealous?" prompt? Your choice on who 🤭

In honor of our sailor husband coming back from the war, this is a modern!Tom Bennett oneshot!

SFW but suggestive themes are present. Reader is AFAB but not descripted. Warning for: jealousy and innuendo.

"Wait, what? Are you jealous?".

You stare at Tom Bennett incredulous. When you first met him, you immediately knew he was a walking, breathing red flag. The fuckboy to end all of the fuckboys, with his pretty blue eyes and cocky smirk. You've never seen him leave the pub without a pretty girl on his arm, and even Rosie, the pub owner, eyes him with interest every single time he pops by for a pint ("If only I were twenty years younger" she once said to you "I don't think he would mind" "But I would. I am far too old to have my heart broken" "Then why are you always looking at him as if he's the best snack you've ever seen?" "Because I might be old and wary, but I do still have eyes, my dear").

You are helping with the annual village spring fair, organizing the space in and outside the pub, working your arse off decorating the beer garden and trying to decide with Rosie what she's going to put on the menu. All of this on your time off from your actual job and before going to bed, crunching on your precious sleeping time, keeping yourself awake on double espressos and sheer stubbornness, but God are you tired and cranky and can't wait for this to be over to die on the bed for a whole week! And then there's Tom Bennett hanging around, not helping, just giving unsolicited advice while smoking leisurely outside. In the past few days you had made your best attempts at ignoring him, threw random crumpled paper at him and ignoring him again, all of this while working with other young people from the village.

Today everything seemed to go on well, your team willing to put the last efforts in, until Tom had to pick a fight with a guy, disrupting your work and now you find yourself in the backroom of the pub, to check on his injuries. It's not that bad: a split lip, a bump on his forehead, bruised knuckles and a black eye. The other guy was in worse condition and you had to send him home.

"Of all times you could pick for a fistfight, you had to decide on now!".

You tell him, exasperated, while roughly pushing a bag of ice on his forehead and he grunts a whine of unhappiness.

"He should have kept his hands for himself" he answers, looking at you from under his eyelashes, angry and coy at the same time.

"He was helping me!" "He was feeling your arse!" "I am afraid of ladders, you idiot! He was helping me keeping my balance!" "With both his hands on your arse?".

You look at him for a second and can't help yourself

"Wait, what? Are you jealous?" "Me? Jealous? I'm not jealous!" he snaps back at you, jumping on his feet.

Oh God, you say to yourself, oh God, thinking back at all the times you had popped by the pub with someone, the way he would weight up your date and what he would do afterwards. With girls, he would just drop comments, sarcastic and vitriolic, but with guys, there was always a reason to pick a fight. You had never noticed this pattern that checks, in hindsight, adding it to the fact that he's always around you when you are at the pub on your own or helping Rosie during a busy night. Oh boy have you been denser than a brick wall as of late!

"I think you are jealous, Tommy Bennett" you say, walking to him until your faces are mere inches apart "I am not" but his hands are on your arms, warm and big, his eyes trained on your lips "Lying boys don't get their reward" you murmur in his ear, your body plastered against his and is that an erection you are feeling against your tummy? "What's that going to be?" it comes out almost unintelligible, his accent thicker with arousal "That's a surprise - your tongue licks fast at his lips - fair notice, though, I am not interested in becoming another notch on your bedpost".

He groans, his hands flex on your arms and you wonder how they would feel on your tights, when he eats you out. Will he leave marks on the soft skin there? You hope so.

"Who says you're going to be one?" "Your track record" "I can prove you wrong" he says, eyes hazy with need, your smell in his nostrils hypnotizing him "Good! - you say, swiftly removing yourself from his vicinity and he almost falls on his face - You know where I live. Come pick me up at eight tonight and I shall see how you can start to prove me wrong!".

His eyes are glossy and his mouth is curved in an unhappy smirk.

"You are a minx - the heath in his voice makes you tremble - you know I will make you pay for this, right?" "Promises, promises pretty boy. See you tonight!".

You speed away, leaving him to deal with the boner in his pants and the pain on his face. He'll make you pay, if not tonight, as soon as possible.

Everything taglist: @ilikeitbetterangsty

#tom bennett x y/n #tom bennett x reader #tom bennett

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humanpurposes · 5 days

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Thanks @targaryenrealnessdarling and @emilykaldwen for tagging me <3

1. How many works do you have on ao3(or masterlist)? 16 on AO3, but I also have two Christmas oneshots that aren't on there, so 18 I guess.

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? 269,227

3. What fandoms do you write for? Mostly House of the Dragon, occasionally the Ewanverse.

4. Top five fics by kudos Karma is a God, My Heart Belongs to Daddy, Come So Close That I Might See, Hysteria, Sour Switchblade.

5. Do you respond to comments? Usually! I like responding to comments, but sometimes it slips my mind.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? My Tom Bennett mini series, Just For a Moment 🥲

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Mine All Mine, my Michael Gavey oneshot.

8. Do you get hate on fics? I wouldn't say it's "hate" but I've gotten some weird comments from people who hate Aemond, but like... you're reading an Aemond fic, what did you expect?

9. Do you write smut? If it ain't got smut it wasn't me (tearing my hair out every time I write it).

10. Craziest crossover? Still not over my vision of Aemond as Dream of the Endless.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I wouldn't say outright stolen. If I had a nickel for every time someone who went out of their way to distance themselves from me then ended up writing something quite similar to one of my fics, I'd have two nickels.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? @targaryenrealnessdarling @bottlesandbarricades 😐

14. All time favorite ship? All time?? I have loads idk, I'll always love Zutara. In HotD, Alysmond.

15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I was thinking about From Eden, my Osferth series recently. I feel like I should get back to that... eventually.

16. What are your writing strengths? Dialogue, character, I think I'm quite good at descriptions. And plot too, I think I have a good idea of the "big picture".

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Starting too many series and then taking months to update them. Overwhelming myself with specifics of a chapter plan. Putting off writing because I know it's not going to be perfect first try.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? Yeah it's fun to have the odd bit of High Valyrian in my fics, but I worry about the translations and I'm not qualified enough to include more than a few lines.

19. First fandom you wrote in? That I published, HotD

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Noooo don't make me choose between my children- Karma is a God. Me and her been through the trenches together <3

No pressure tags: @randomdragonfires @inthedayswhenlandswerefew @the-heartlines @theoneeyedprince @barbieaemond @marthawrites and anyone else who wants to do it!

#tag games

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 11 months

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Gonna be honest I totally understand some fans wanting to stay away from modern AUs, me included. No disrespect for the writers here, you guys are precious, but honestly I can count on the fingers of one hand when modern Aemond series/oneshots that made an impression on me. I feel terrible saying this because I appreciate the passion and hard work behind those fics, but I just don’t think they’re my jam. Idk I always have a hard time immersing myself in a modernAemond story/getting into the “mood”, most of them are kinda bland? Aemond in his canon medieval setting has got all the highlights that intrigues me, his injury, his seething anger beneath that stoic surface, his courteous side, his venerability, his ambition and his dragon, let alone the look is just too delicious and iconic. Modern aus loose all its shine for me. Again to be honest, I feel like for some modern au fics, some writers just imagine Tom Bennett and Osferth in a modern setting with Aemond’s name card slapped on them, I definitely feel like it being the case when I read some fics, maybe it’s a little difficult to get modern Aemond’s character right without those preconditions that only exist in canon, maybe they just want modern Aemond to be a little different as a character. Maybe it’s just me, I read too much of fanfic when I was previously in other actors and pop singers’ fandoms, so it’s got kinda tropey for me at this point(not with incestous relationship tho, modern au containing incest that crossed a line, so already a nope), maybe I just don’t feel like venturing out. Again I don’t intend to diss on modern au fics or writers, I read previous anon and thought it’s an interesting topic so I shared my honest thoughts with you. Apologies if it come across too harsh.

I jest. I've responded below the cut.

I appreciate your candour, but as someone who has just written two modern AUs I can't help but feel shat on a little.

Totally get that everyone has preferences and are entitled to those, and I definitely see what you're saying about people writing face claims with no adaptable canon character nuance. I've read plenty of those and just don't interact.

On the other hand, there are some of us who pour our heart and soul into the AUs we create - the most recent example that springs to mind is Dragonstone Hollow by @oneeyedvisenya - the level of detail that she has gone into with giving the horses similar physical traits to the dragons, alongside adapting Aemond's injury to a modern setting shows a level of dedication that's rare in modern fan fiction writing, and it's genuinely impressive.

For me, when I write modern AUs I do my best to ensure that all of Aemond's personality traits come through, and ensure that the Targaryen family are conveyed as affluent and formidable as they would in canon-era Westeros. I certainly hope it comes across that way.

Anyway, I'm not saying you're wrong for favouring canon-era fiction, it's my favourite too, and everyone is entitled to their own preferences and opinions. I just wanted to say my piece. Not all modern AU writers are lazy and uninspired.

#asked and answered

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myfandomprompts · 1 year

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𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 | 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝟏)

Synopsis: You are a French girl that had the opportunity to teach in Manchester, and you had been lucky enough to be granted a bed at the Bennett’s place. As Europe is on the brink of war, you start to worry for your family back at home, and you are surprisingly consoled by the one man of the house you would never have thought capable of landing you an ear. It’s not that you like Tom, is it? Masterlist

Tags: fluff, angst, little slow burn, next part will include more tags (wink)

It was late, and you were in the Bennett’s living room, unable to sleep and because you didn’t want to bother Lois who was already sound asleep upstairs with your light, you had chosen to read on the couch, literature distracting you.

It has been three wonderful months in Manchester. The place was lovely, the people welcoming, the school you had begun to teach at everything you hoped for, and the Bennetts were absolutely adorable with you. Douglas was sweet, and had many stories to tell, Lois was kind and funny, and you two had got along pretty quickly. Even Tom, when he was around, was making efforts to be as delightful and troublesome as usual.

You had found the place by your connections, your brother playing in a band with a trumpeter named Eddie, whose wife happened to be Lois’s best friend. And now you were sharing the bedroom upstairs with her, having taken Tom’s bed as he now slept on the couch. He had not complained once about it.

The first time you met him, he had entered the house mere minutes after you had arrived, having just finished introducing yourself to his father and sister. You heard him before seeing him. “So, the reason I have to sleep on the couch from now has arrived, eh?”

His tone was playful, but you still felt guilty nonetheless as you turned around to see the infamous Tom, slightly blushing when you saw the tall blond-haired man in front of you, his blue eyes widening faintly as he met yours.

“Tom, be nice,” Lois had said. “This is Y/N.”

You had greeted him shyly, not sure how to act with him as you jokingly apologised for the loss of his bed, but his grin had just grown wider and he had chuckled.

“Christ, are they all this pretty in France? I should pay them a visit, I would be a very happy lad there.”

Douglas had sighed while Lois rolled her eyes, and you had not known how to react back then watching him laugh again before going upstairs with a wink to his sister, satisfied with the way your cheeks had turned pink.

But now that you had been his flirtatious self for over three months, you had grown used to his witty remarks and knew better than to take them seriously. You got along pretty well in fact. One day you had stumbled upon him in the kitchen as he played with a deck of cards, and had offered to teach you how to play. You had never seen someone as skilled with his hands as he was, and you wondered now if this particular talent had anything to do with the two weeks he had spent in prison lately. Regardless, you had spent a wonderful afternoon with him that day.

It was a stark contrast with your current situation, reading late and laying on the couch with the oil lamp as sole light, finding the activity the only efficient distraction from the thoughts that prevented you from sleeping at night. You were quite the anxious person, and since the news that Poland had surrendered and that Europe was on the brink of war, you had grown concerned for your family back in France. The word out was that Western Europe would be next and your family was living too close to the German border for you not to be concerned. The fact that you had not received any letters from any members of your family in a whole week did nothing to appease that worry. So instead of sleep, reading it was, and you were so focused on your book that you did not hear the front door open softly and you jumped when you saw a figure standing in the threshold of the living room.

“Mon Dieu… You scared me!” you gently scolded as you brought your hand to your chest, steadying your heartbeat.

“Sorry love, didn’t mean to,” came the quick response of Tom, fully dressed with his overcoat, his cheeks slightly pink from the cold he had just escaped from.

“Where do you come from this late?” you inquired, shivering as you felt the draught reach you as he took his coat off.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Are you still scrapping for metal, Tom? Can I finally have that tin man you’re building?” you teased as you echoed Lois, watching him as he made his way to the chair across from you, lazily dropping in it and lighting a cigarette between his lips.

“Lois talks too much,” he answered, smoke coming out of his mouth as he spoke. “And you won’t find me doing that again. Don’t plan on going back in a cell this soon.”

He winked at you, but the only thing now on your mind was what Douglas had announced to you this morning. “I heard… Conscientious objector, uh? Your father must be proud, you already have the genes for pacifism.”

“I doubt that. I’m not really into what he believes in so…” his voice was low, contemplative. “Sooner or later, I’ll still be a disappointment. No surprises there.”

“Don’t say that, I know he is proud of you. At least he is glad you’re not on the mend any more. Or in the army.”

“Yeah…I’m a real hero.”

You frowned, saddened by his words but you found nothing to say as he reached for the ashtray next to him. You hoped that one day the man before you would see his worth.

“So, can’t sleep?” he kept on, putting an end to the topic as you stared at the way the smoke passed his lips. “Why are you in the cold like that?”

“I just… thought I would have some reading done,” you half-lied, raising the book in your hands. “But don’t let me keep you from a good night’s sleep. You look like you need it.”

Tom’s demeanour shifted at that and a grin appeared on his lips, looking you over. “Well, I would, but since you’re sitting where I sleep…”

Your eyes widened as you suddenly remembered that he had taken the couch because of you. And now you robbed him of it as well. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of that, I was just enjoying the living room... I’ll leave you be,” you said with slight embarrassment, closing your book and moving to get up.

“No, stay, you're warming up my bed so nicely already, you're not going to abandon me now, are you?" he teased, a sly smile on his lips as his face lit up. "There is enough space for both of us on this couch if we keep close."

The stern look you gave him at his inappropriate proposition amused him for a moment, but soon his anxious and serious expression returned, "No, honest, despite what you think I look like, I'm not tired. So stay. Please."

You hesitated, sensing that like you, he might use the company, but you still did not want to be a bother. He talked again before you could come to a decision.

“I know you read when you’re anxious, so tell me what’s bothering you. Why you can’t sleep.”

You were surprised for a second by the fact that he knew this about your personality, feeling something in your heart tingle as his blue eyes examined yours, waiting for your answer. "It’s nothing, it’s just, passing insomnia.”

He took another puff of smoke, not believing you for a second, “Worrying about your folks, are you?” he said as you lowered your gaze at your hands and nodded. You didn’t know Tom could be this perceptive, or that his eyes could have that softness you've never noticed before. “They’ll be fine. These Nazis won’t be able to do much if we have a say in it,” he stated, looking at how your pretty eyes had suddenly turned morose.

He didn’t want that. “What if they do anyway? Look at Poland, we weren’t prepared and now here we are. They don’t look like they are gonna stop there. Finland is-”

“You listen to the wireless too much. It’s always bad news nowadays, no point in listening to it if it makes you sad.”

You gave him a sorry smile, internally touched at his simplistic way of seeing things. “Stop listening to the news won’t make Germany stop invading its neighbouring countries Tom,” you replied softly, trying to ignore the way your heart ached at the thought. “What has happened is already so horrifying, I can’t even begin to imagine what it would look like if they really go all the way through with it.”

You felt tears come at the rim of your eyes against your will as you let the words you dreaded to say come out loud. Your lack of sleep was making you prone to strong emotions, and you had kept them hidden for a little too long. “It’s just… so scary. What if I can’t go back, or something happens while I’m here? They feel so far away! What if I end up never seeing them again? What if I have made a mistake coming here?” you went on, voice cracking and barely holding your tears.

Tom had straightened up on his chair. “Of course you’ll see them again,” he firmly said, but when he saw your teary eyes his voice turned soft, and he stood up at once. “Hey it’s alright. You’re alright love. C’me here.”

You watched him come over and sit beside you before wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you gently against him. You blinked at his sudden display of affection but did nothing against it, leaning into him as he pulled you closer, allowing you to rest your head against his chest. You could hear his heartbeat, and you clung to the sound.

“Nothing will happen to them,” he whispered. “If they are half as smart as you are, nothing will get them. Trust me.”

His breath was tickling the side of your face as he talked. You giggled softly, now finding pathetic the way you had reacted due to your lack of sleep. “Thank you, Tom. You’re sweet when you want to,” you whispered, feeling your eyelids slowly flutter from the fatigue.

“I’m always sweet. You’re just not around often enough to witness it.”

“Then I am clearly missing out...”

Then it went dark, and you fell asleep in Tom’s arms. “Not as much as I am, Y/N.”

Tom watched you as your breathing became even, hand itching to prevent a strand of your hair from falling over your pretty face. Had it been anyone else, he would have woken you up and made you go to bed to be more comfortable, but as the minutes passed, he gradually abandoned the idea of moving even an inch as you felt amazingly warm over him. He gently took your book away from your lap before putting the cover over your form and leaned back against the couch, finding a comfortable position of his own.

Your peaceful expression suited you, he thought.

Sunlight filtered through the windows directly into your eyes, and you blinked yourself awake, the smell of smoke and sandalwood tickling your nose. It was nice, but as you realised from where, or from who it came from. Your face was resting against Tom, his chest rising up and down softly as he breathed and you straightened at once, the motion making him shift and blink in turn beneath you. You stayed still while you forced your memories from the previous night to come back. Tom lazily stretched his arm over him before dozing into sleep again. Oh no no no.

“Réveille-toi espèce de-” you scolded, hitting him on the shoulder to urge him awake. “Why didn’t you wake me up! We would both have been better off in our own beds!”

“Hey, easy!” he protested with a giggle, now fully awake and trying to take a hold of your wrists to stop you from punching him. “You’re the one that fell asleep on me, in my bed, and I’m not the one complaining here, love!”

His amused expression annoyed you more than it should have and you cursed in frustration, realising that you had to get ready for work very soon. You were glad that neither Douglas or Lois had woken up early to see you like that.

“If I’m late for school, it’s on you,” you warned, getting rid of the covers he had apparently put over you during the night and pointing an accusing finger at him, standing up to walk upstairs.

“What, I don’t even get a cup of tea as a reward for being your pillow? I clearly deserve it,” he taunted, taking his jumper off and looking at you expectantly.

You sighed, “Fine. But stop guilt trapping me. You still should have woken me up, I’m sure your muscles are killing you right now. No, I hope they are."

“My muscles are fine, thank you. And I would never have dared to wake you up, you seemed so relaxed in my arms, I didn’t want to ruin it for you.”

His grin was enticing but you escaped it by fleeing into the kitchen and processing to make you and him some tea, taking care in adding milk, a thing you had learned British people liked, and you brought one of the hot cups back to him. He was now comfortably laying under the covers, ready to fall asleep again, but he straightened up to take the beverage from your hands, satisfied with the way your nose flared in frustration. But even though you seemed vexed, it did not reflect your thoughts in the least

“Thank you. For listening to me last night.”

Your words made him arch his brow in surprise but his sweet smile quickly came back as he sipped his drink happily. “Anything, Y/N.”

You gave him a half a grateful smile in response before turning on your heels, heading upstairs to ready yourself for the day. Tom smiled at the way the covers were now infused with your scent, and he was glad to fall back to sleep in it.

It was your turn to buy groceries, and you had taken your time in the market today, strolling through products before heading back to the Bennett’s.

Nearing the back door, you were put face to face with a furious looking Tom, storming out of the kitchen and almost bumping into you as you set down your bike against the wall of the small alley. He barely apologised and disappeared into the street. You stayed stunned by the encounter for a moment before cautiously making your entrance in the house where Douglas was sitting at the table, a dismayed expression on his face while Lois was ironing.

“What was that?” you asked, looking between the two. They looked at each other before Douglas spoke.

“Tom enrolled in the Navy.”

You dropped your bags of groceries on the floor. “The Navy? But… what about civil work?” you asked, stupefied.

“Yeah… He is not doing that any more. He changed his mind.”

You glanced at Lois who gave you a sorry look. No wonder Tom looked so upset and Douglas so sullen. “I’ll… find him.”

It had not been very difficult to find Tom. You had strolled around the neighbourhood before deciding to head to the local pub, almost certain that you would find him there. And it did not fail.

As you entered, immediately noticing his back turned to you, elbows on the counter at the front. You made your way to him across the crowd and settled yourself beside him, looking at his now almost empty glass of beer.

“Can I please have the same thing but smaller?” you called out to the barman, making Tom acknowledge your presence for the first time.

He examined you briefly before reporting his gaze on his glass. “Did Lois send you?”

You shook your head. “No, I came on my own. You should not be alone.”

He nodded, taking his glass of beer and emptying it in one gulp.

“So… the Navy, uh?” you tried.

He licked his lips and proceeded to play with the edge of his now empty glass, jaw clenching a bit. “What, are you gonna tell me I made the wrong choice too? Didn’t know you were this much into pacifism. With your folks and all.”

“No, it’s not like that Tom, it’s just a little difficult for your father at the moment. I don’t want you to leave, but it does not mean that I don’t understand your choices.”

His eyes shot up at you as you were handed your drink, not noticing how Tom didn’t draw his gaze away from you as you ingested the cold liquid, warming your throat in the process. When you put down your glass, Tom was still looking at you, a triumphant grin on his face.

“My my, are you saying that you’ll miss me or do my ears deceive me tonight?”

You blushed, opening your mouth to try to think of a witty response. You found none. “Just… Be serious for a minute and listen to what I have to say,” you managed, and he groaned in frustration, ordering another drink as you continued. “Your father loves you, that is why he is so upset. He just… doesn’t want his boy to go away. He lived it himself, he knows how it is, he is scared for you.”

He only made an annoyed sound as he took a sip of beer again, a defiant expression on his face. You try not to question why your eyes had been briefly drawn to his Adam's apple as he drank.

“If you leave things as they are with your father, you’ll regret it. I know you will,” you kept on, willing to not let his pride take the better of him. “When do you leave?”

“In a week,” he replied. “First to Liverpool for training and then off to wherever they send me.”

You bit your lips. You had not known Tom for very long, but you knew that it was unfair that he had to go. You were terrified that war would take away all that liveliness and light he carried around. You liked that about him, even though you didn’t show it.

“At least you’ll get to travel,” you shrugged jokingly, but your heart was not in it. Tom however, seemed to find his humour back.

“That’s true. Maybe to France, who knows? Always dreamed to see if they are all like you there, or if you're some miraculous exception. I hope they are not as serious as you, though, I would be very disappointed.”

You let out a fake scandalised sound. “Me, serio-! That’s not very nice of you to say, Mr. Bennett! I have my moments.”

“What, is the demoiselle jealous?” he smiled, leaning closer, and you could smell the same scent you had woken to several mornings ago in the living room, but this time mixed with the smell of beer.

“No, you’re just being rude,” you replied, forgetting to move away from his ever-closing face. “And your charming smile won’t be able to get you out of my wrath if you keep depreciating me like that.”

He arched a brow, and you knew you had made a mistake. “Charming smile? Well, that’s a first. But do go on, what else do you find charming about me?”

You scoffed, unable to stop the blush from creeping onto your cheeks and chose to hide behind your drink as you took a long sip.

“C’mon, I’ll even let you say it in French, if that’s easier for you,” he pleaded, eyes glittering in mischief as he leaned closer to your ear. “I like when you speak French.”

“Tu peux toujours courir, mon beau,” you said, shaking your head with a smile. You can forget about it, handsome.

“Mhh… What does that mean?”

“It means that you, sir, have drank too fast, and that you should stop there,” you replied, ignoring the way he was now looking at your lips as they moved. “I won’t say anything, but please remember what I said. Don’t avoid your father, don’t make that mistake. Oh, and don’t come home too late," you said, dropping a few pounds on the counter.

“You’re leaving me already? It was just starting to get interesting.”

You could not repress a smile as you internally agreed. “I’m hungry, and I am cooking tonight. Maybe if you behave, I will leave some for you.”

And you turned your heels, letting him there with a lost expression as you made your way to the door, satisfied and your body a little bit too warm. Mere metres from the exit, however, you collided with someone.

“Oh, I’m sorry sir, I wasn’t paying attention,” you apologised, even though it was him that had not been paying any attention to his surroundings as he was talking to his group of friends.

The man turned with an annoyed expression on his face at first, but it quickly disappeared to be replaced by a cheeky smile at your sight, “No to worry miss, no harm done,” he reassured you, touching your arm in a playful manner. “Where are you from? Don’t recognise your accent.”

“Oh, I’m from France. I… didn’t know it was that obvious,” you confess, uneasy at his sudden interest and secretly wishing that you were already on your way home.

“Nah, I just have an ear for it. Staying long?”

“I work here actually. School.”

“Wonderful, it means that we will cross paths again, won’t we? I believe in fate you see, not a coincidence we met like this hon’,” he said, leaning in closer and making you take a few steps back.

You knew it had been no coincidence when his arm collided with yours harshly a minute ago, just plain inattention on his part. Your desire to escape him grew wider by the minute. “Uh, I guess we’ll see about that,” you said, trying to give him a genuine smile. “Now I’m sorry but I must go. Maybe next time!”

The tall man nodded, and you now noticed how gruff he looked. “Alrigh’, to next time then, dove.”

You shyly smiled at him before hastily opening the door and exit the pub, the cold attacking your already shivering skin.

“I work here actually. School.”

“Wonderful, it means that we will cross paths again, won’t we? I believe in fate you see, not a coincidence we met like this hon.”

Tom’s gaze had not left you for a second as he watched you leave, seeing you struggle to reach the entrance of the pub across the crowded place, and he did not miss the way you collided with loud guy either.

The man was a regular named Larry, but Tom usually called him ‘the loud guy’ as he never seemed to ever shut up. The fact was, that lad had already challenged Tom's nerves a couple of times, and his legs were now making their way to the two of you on their own. He had only heard the end of your conversation before he could get close and as you left, reassuring him, Tom was about to make his way back to the counter when he heard Larry’s boisterous voice.

“Pretty this one, and a teacher at that. She could teach me whatever she wants any time, eh?” he said to his red-haired friend next to him. “I’ll bet you she touched me on purpose, the naughty thing. She must get laid pretty easily.”

He then proceeded to have the fattest laugh Tom had ever heard, his friend on the other side only giving him an unimpressed glance, and Tom felt his blood boil.

“You want to repeat that, mate?” he defiantly said, staring straight at Larry who froze and turned at his voice.

“Repeat what? Don’t you know it’s rude to listen to other people’s conversations?”

“Well you’re not really whispering there, are ya? You wouldn’t be able to have a private conversation even if you wanted to, with your ugly mouth of yours. Or do you lack the brains to understand that?”

You were right. Maybe he had drank too fast, and maybe although he was as tall as Larry, the fact that he was twice his size did not bode well for him. But he was very crossed right now, and it wasn’t the first time he had got himself into a situation like this one. He could take it.

“Watch it lad, wouldn’t want to damage your pretty face, don’t think your mum would be happy about it, yeah? Now piss off.”

“Big words for someone who talks about women like that. Did your mum forget to teach you some manners?”

Larry’s expression turned dark. “So that’s about the French lass, huh? Frustrated she took interest in a man rather than a boy like you? You wanted a taste, am I right? Well too bad. Let the big men play and piss off.”

Tom didn’t know why this particular sentence had infuriated him that much but it did, and the next moment his fist had landed on Larry’s face, making him reel backward and growl as his nose started to bleed. Rage took him and he punched Tom back in the stomach, making him huff and gasp for air as people started to yell around them, rushing to stop the fight.

“Stop this! Or take it outside!” yelled the barman as someone held Tom back, preventing him from punching loud guy again.

“Gladly,” sneered Tom, but Larry’s friend had another opinion.

“It’s not worth it. C’mon Larry move. I said move,” he insisted, pushing his nose-bleeding mate out of the pub. Tom had tried to follow them, still enraged but the hands retaining him did not let him go until the two men had disappeared into the night.

“You’re alright lad?” asked a man to his right.

“I’m fine,” he growled, shaking the pain from his hand and feeling his torso aflame by the blow he had received.

He didn’t know why he had reacted like that, but as he returned to the counter, he had definitely sobered up.

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Part 2

#tom bennett #wof #world on fire #tom bennet imagine #tom bennett x oc #tom bennett fanfiction #oneshot #ewan mitchell #world on fire 1x02 #wof gif #mygif #angst #short story #fluff #smut #aemond #Tom bennett X reader #gone with regret

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obscurecharactershowdown · 10 months

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Round 3 Matchups!

This round has no 3 way matches, and I'm going to try to see if I can arrange round 4 so that doesn't happen there either. Matches are below the cut!

GROUP A

Leila Vernon (The Magic Misfits by Neil Patrick Harris) vs Rosalia Rossellini (Trauma Team)

Miyabi Hanakouji (Persona 2) vs Merim Felspar (Three of Hearts Podcast)

Tragedian (pathologic) vs Rose Red (Ghost Quartet)

Nin (Paranatural) vs Itakura Akira (Talentless Nana)

Raikou Shimizu (Nabari no Ou) vs Cyber 6 (Cybersix)

Kate (Shadow’s House) vs The Guardian (Hyper Light Drifter)

GROUP B

Tougou Mimori/Washio Sumi (Yuuki Yuuna is a Hero & Washio Sumi is a Hero) vs Tirsiak (Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion)

Anima (Why Shouldn't a Detestable Demon Lord Fall in Love?!) vs Walter Walzac (The Brave of Gold Goldran)

Pappy van Poodle (Rusty’s Real Deal Baseball) vs Isaac (Awful Hospital)

Oopsy Bear (Care Bears (2007 series)) vs Xuanli (Lanxi Zhen)

Hikaru (Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu) vs Red Savarin (Solatorobo)

Bennett (Hello Charlotte) vs Sheila (Witch’s Heart)

GROUP C

Bolt (Crypt of the Necrodancer) vs Vella (Velouria Beastender Tartine) (Broken Age (video game))

Bai Lang (My Tooth Your Love) vs Aliya Elasra (Heaven’s Vault)

Sawamura Tetsuo (Yuureitou) vs Katook (The Katurran Odyssey)

The Spider Core (The Lab - Core Slingshot) vs Satyarani (Raven: The Secret Temple)

Rambler (Happy Happy Clover) vs Felix Iskandar Escellun (Last Legacy)

"good" Tom (El Goonish Shive) vs Dee Kennedy (Dayshift at Freddy’s)

GROUP D

The Exsurgent Virus (Eclipse Phase) vs Heart (Moonlight Chicken)

Es (Milgram) vs Ulala (Space Channel 5)

Diggory Graves (Hello from the Hallowoods) vs Brutha (Discworld)

Kusuriuri (Mononoke) vs Tin (Triage The Series)

Silver (Oneshot) vs Gary (Faith the Unholy Trinity)

Shijima Tsukishima/Shimeji (Shimeji simulation) vs Nuch (Not Me The Series)

GROUP E

Sarah Collins (Dark Shadows (1966-1971)) vs Zaknafein Do'Urden (The Legend of Drizzt (Forgotten Realms))

Leonie Beaumort (Aviary Attorney) vs Magda (Vapors)

Principal Shirley Oddwell (Oddport Academy) vs The Cashier (Midnight Museum)

Seaweed (Gloomverse) vs Stag Malinay (Krystar First Fragment)

No Significant Harassment (Rain World) vs Sally Swing (Betty Boop)

Shrimp (The Upturned) vs Cecilia Sylvie (Cross-dressing Villainess Cecilia Sylvie)

GROUP F

Gabrielle (Gabrielle's Ghostly Groove) vs Liv (Spooky Month)

Fumi-ba (Kamen Rider Ghost) vs Corona Hoshino (Swans in Space)

Granger (NeverHome game series) vs Gaap Goemon (Mairimashita! Iruma-kun)

Forest Friend (Gris) vs Protagonist (Melatonin)

Turnip (Chicory: A Colorful Tale) vs Agent (Penguinronpa)

Uhh… these guys? (Rhythm Heaven Fever) vs Tiger of the Wind (Monster Rancher (1999))

#obscurecharactershowdown #masterpost

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railingsofsorrow · 1 year

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300+ followers celebration

•°. *࿐。o○☆ 𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗢𝗠𝗬 o○☆ ′࿐•°.。

A/N: i still can't believe I'm at 300 followers, thank you so much guys!! this give me so much motivation to keep writing. this blog has been my little relief from my busy college days. now, I'm creating this little celebration so you can fill up my ask box with requests <3

❝ we've traveled the seas, we've ridden the stars we've seen everything from saturn to mars... ⋰ ⋱ ⋰ ⋱

[ GUIDELINES & RULES ]

― i will not write: smut; age play; zoophilia or any topics related. and you must pick characters just from the list below.

🪐pick a character (special spots to go stargazing)

— can be reader insert, character x character or no pairing.

🪐pick a length (travel through a galaxy)

🪐pick a trope (visit a planet)

🪐pick a dialogue prompt

🪐specify if you want canon, canon divergence, au, soft or heavy angst, etc, or if I can go with the flow.

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. SPECIALS SPOTS TO GO STARGAZING ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

🪐pick a character

the beach ― “stupid things have good outcomes all the time”

jj maybank

kiara carrera

pope hayward

sarah cameron

john b routledge

cleo (does anyone know her last name???)

the forbidden forest ― “I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good”

remus lupin

sirius black

james potter

peter pettigrew

regulus black

pandora lovegood

lily evans

marlene mckinnon

the fbi headquarters ― “wheels up in thirty”

spencer reid

emily prentiss

jennifer jareau

the mystic grill ― “i was feeling epic”

stefan salvatore

caroline forbes

bonnie bennett

the compound ― “always and forever”

klaus mikaelson

kol mikaelson

rebekah mikaelson

freya mikaelson

the empire state building ― “with great power comes great responsibility”

andrew!peter parker

tom!peter parker

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. TRAVEL THROUGH A GALAXY ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ

🪐pick a length

milky way

the Milky Way is made up of approximately 100 billion stars. the concentration of stars in a band adds to the evidence that it is a spiral galaxy and the amount of dust and the dominant colors of the light match those we find in other typical spiral galaxies. ↬ drabble = 100 words

andromeda galaxy

Andromeda, also known as Messier 31 (M31), is a spiral galaxy located about 2.5 million light years away. It has a past involving collisions and accretion of other galaxies. ↬ blurb = 200 + words

alcyoneus

the Alcyoneus galaxy — named after the son of Ouranos, the Greek primordial god of the sky — was discovered about 3 billion light-years. It is considered the largest galaxy discovered and it also provides insights about the cosmic web. ↬ oneshot = 400 + words

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. VISIT A PLANET ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

🪐pick a trope (you can either choose one or mix two or more tropes)

friends to lovers

platonic

fake dating

enemies to lovers

second chance at love

grumpy x sunshine

star-crossed lovers

love confessions

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･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. STARE AT A CONSTELLATION ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

🪐pick a dialogue prompt

alpha canis majoris ( angst )

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also known as "canis major", it represents the bigger dog following orion, the hunter in greek mythology. home to the brightest star in the sky, sirius, as well as to several notable deep sky objects.

lupus ( fluff )

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"the wolf" lies in the southern hemisphere, between centaurus and scorpius. lupus contains two stars with known planets and no messier objects. the brightest star in the constellation is men, alpha lupi, with an apparent magnitude of 2.30.

lyra ( hurt/comfort )

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the constellation is associated with the myth of the greek musician and poet orpheus. lyra lies in the northern sky and represents the lyre, a musical instrument with strings used in antiquity and later times. contains six formally named stars: aladfar, sheliak, sulafat, vega, xihe, and chasoň.

leo ( touch-starved )

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one of the easiest to spot over earth, the leo constellation is the 12th largest of all the constellations and can be found by looking for the head of the lion, or the "sickle," starting at the regulus (alpha leonis) star.

vulpecula ( platonic )

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its name means “the little fox” in latin. the constellation was depicted as a fox holding a goose in its jaws. the stars were later separated to form two constellations, anser and vulpecula, and then merged back together into the present-day vulpecula constellation.

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ready to stargaze?

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...as much as it seems like you own my heart it's astronomy, we're two worlds apart. ❞

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jacevelaryonswife · 1 year

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ㅤㅤ Rules for requests ˚✩

ㅤRequests are closed for a certain time, however, there are some rules that I would like to clarify.

The characters I have the most affinity for writting are: Jacaerys, Aemond, Aegon and Lucerys (in this order). But I still write for some Ewanmitchellverse’s characters like Tom Bennett, Osferth and Ettore. Maybe eventually I'll open requests to Daemon, but for the moment that's not going to happen.

About Lucerys Velaryon: I don't write any sexual approach with him, as the actor is a minor. The most I allow myself to write is just kisses, as it's not necessarily a big deal.

As you all may have noticed, my stories are interactive, and I rarely describe reader’s appearance cause I like to make my content inclusive of all skin tones. However, if you like I can make the reader be an oc and have the appearance you want in your request.

I'm Brazilian and my native language is Portuguese, so it can happen that something sounds strange in my writing since I don't have beta and I use some translators to help me.

I don't usually write dark content, but this can happen depending on the request, however, I don't write about rape and yan content.

Be clear with your request and say exactly what you want, especially if it's very specific.

I ALMOST FORGOT, I only write oneshots, I have no patience to develop many chapters :)

#aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #jacaerys x reader #jacaerys velaryon #aegon x reader #lucerys x reader #tom bennett x reader

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targaryenrealnessdarling · 7 months

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Aemond x professional pianist!reader - anon request modern!Aemond losing his virginity modern!Aemond x best friend!reader (choking) Her Vows - Part Three