➳ lily of the valley | psh.
idol!sunghoon x fem!reader
“i’ll give you something, unforgettable”
synopsis: after practice, sunghoon comes home to you and requests a dance to your associated song.
warnings/content: tooth rotting fluff and comfort :(. written in third pov. cursing (i think). that’s it because it’s cute. nickname used (gorgeous). this is my apology after my angst — ₊˚ෆ
comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)
word count: 801
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current song playing: lily of the valley by daniel
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[ 2:16 am ] — the clock read. y/n tirelessly waited for her boyfriend to arrive into her apartment that he basically lived in. eyes were drooping low as she felt her body starting to slowly give out.
a subtle hint of music played in the background, being kept at a certain volume to not wake any neighbors.
she yawned continuously as she confided into the calm playlist almost putting her to immediate sleep. her eyes fluttered, automatically dropping low as she fought the urge to shut them completely.
soon enough, the door rattled to the sound of sunghoon entering the apartment in the same tired state. her eyes shot open while taking the time to sit up to meet her boyfriend’s gaze on her.
“hey hoon,” she said with a light grin.
his eyes softened with the warmth of her. “hey gorgeous,” he greeted back.
right away, y/n felt her heart flutter with butterflies as her body remained exhausted.
“how was today?” she softly asked with blushing cheeks.
her eyes were rubbed awake after taking in how he didn’t respond back. “hoon?” she called out, a little more aware now.
it stayed quiet for a moment, no one said anything as a song had played out — ‘lily of the valley’ by daniel.
as y/n remained determined to get his attention again, her mouth opened to speak but was cut off by him. “remember this song?” he asked with a cracking smile.
they locked eyes again after his question. “this song? of course i do, it was played in the adorable restaurant where we had our first date.” her reply was filled with a radiating comfort that had him feeling soft.
hoon’s eyes creased into half moon shapes with a smile forming on his face. his hands reached out towards hers after entering into the kitchen, where she had followed behind.
“dance?” he suggested, music still in the beginning seconds of its song.
“dance?” y/n snorted. “hoon, aren’t you tired from all the dance practice you did today?”
his heart melted at the sudden affection in his tired state, but he only shook his head. “come on, i want to dance with you.” she paused for a second before complying and taking hold of his hands.
sunghoon felt the grasp, pulling her into his embrace as his hands slipped to her waist and her arms clung around his neck. he let out a deep sigh, reeling in the tender warmth that was filling the room.
his body towered over hers as his tall height easily overpowered. “missed you so much today.” his little murmur made her smile.
the song was halfway through its verse as she replied, “i missed you too, hoon.”
“i’m gonna spin you.”
he pulled away, hands still gripped on hers. immediately, she did a quick spin with his hand ghosting on top of her head. she let out light giggles that had the smitten boy chuckling as well.
their laughs mixed together with the music playing in the background, echoing throughout the apartment like a movie scene.
he was in an immediate daze of how much she was enjoying such a simple thing. his heart melted like it always did, ice thawing from the so-called ice prince as he admired her laughs that lingered to stay in his ear.
after the soft spin, he pulled her in closer once more. y/n buried her head deeper into the crook of his neck, face planting directly onto his chest.
“i love this,” she uttered in with a laugh.
he let out a laugh as well. his hold on her became tighter as he simply savored this very moment of being intimate in another way.
cherishing it like it’d be his last, he didn’t say anything as all he could do was feel comforted in his girlfriend’s embrace. they both didn’t say anything, in fact.
the two remained quiet on their sides, no words even needing to be said as they could feel the soft satisfaction of being in each others arms.
not too long after, the song ended but hoon and his girl continued to stay the same. arms still tightly clinging onto one another while a second calm song played out — ‘forever young’ by got7; and then another — ‘try again’ by jaehyun, and another — ‘star blossom’ by doyoung and kim sejeong.
the two kept their eyes closed as they slowly rocked back and forth. this adorable night event was something much needed for them, both simply grasping onto all of the times where they’d just spontaneously do couple things like this.
sunghoon let his hand play with a few of her hair strands, stroking it with love before finally pulling away with a soft mumble — “let’s go to sleep, gorgeous.”
[ 2:39 am ]
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The Dragon's Mistress (15.2)
15.2. The End of the Beginning
MASTERLIST
Summary: Some things unravel, other issues find this ties
Warnings: cursing, mentions of war, mentions of death, humiliation, use of the word bastard and traitor, incest, death, mentions of blood, death of a monarch, might miss some warnings, you know what this it
+18, MINORS DNI
Wordcount: 2.8k
Notes: muahahaha this is it people! I didn’t even realize I was so close to the end until this! a final chapter! then a good epilogue. THIS WAS IT
“It was a dangerous move”, he warned
“But it worked”, said Corlys, “he is letting her go”
“You poisoned her”, he continued
“She was never in real danger, a little nose bleeding, a day of unconsciousness”, he said, “If I wanted to truly hurt her, I would have used some common poison, and not take months to find the proper one, to give her a good scare”, he murmured, looking into the flames, “I would never hurt her, or the baby within her”
“When are we leaving?”, he asked then
“First thing tomorrow”, he continued, “and you are coming with us”, Steffon smiled, relieved, “but then, I will return, after I make sure she is safely within out allies and friends, this isn’t over, this had only just begun”, Steffon smiled, knowingly, he then teached with his hands and the guard received the items he gave him, “you know what to do with these before we leave”, Seteffon nodded, “oh, one more thing…”
“Yes?”
“Do we still have supporters in Harrenhal?”, he asked with a hint of a smile, almost knowing the answer
“The strongest of our allies reside in the Riverlands, they still hold big grudges against Aemond for burning their fields during the war”
“Perfect”, he said simply, “I´m afraid I’ll need them to burn one last thing before we are done”
Aemond was a complicated man
From the very beginning he tried to keep up to his word, since he was a young boy the thing that mattered to him the most was his honor, especially after witnessing his brother lose it so quickly in wine and whores.
He trained with the sword, he assisted to all his Valyrian lessons until he was fluent in the language of his ancient house, he took classes and read all volumes of history and philosophy in the greatest Library of the realm, the one in the Red Keep
He was a devoted son, and brother, and Prince, never arguing with his grandfather or mother, always doing what he was told
He rode the biggest dragon in the world
He was the perfect prince, a gentleman
Until, she was denied of him
When Queen Alicent had refused Princess Rhaenyra’s proposal of betrothed Helaena with Jacaerys, he thought…
Now is my turn
To take my sweet niece to wife, and put a solution to all the problems of the realm and within the family
He was the one to do it
He wanted to, his niece was the perfect Princess, well versed in history and poetry, rider of a fearsome dragon, and a beauty without comparison.
She was his retribution for everything, the price he had won with his efforts
But he was denied of that too, his brothers took his eye, humiliated him, and Rhaenyra took her from him
He could never forgive her
She, the perfect princess, was going to do what was told, and she was betrothed to Lord Cregan Stark
No, you belonged with him
You were the only thing he has ever wanted, and the Kingdoms knew it when he burned the Riverlands and entire armies, only to get to you.
And he finally had you
But like they say…
... But some little birds cannot be caged, their souls begin to wither and suddenly they no longer want to sing ...
He wanted you, but you did not wanted him
He thought he could live with it, he had enough love for the both of you, he had enough desire, enough power, to keep you by his side.
But he didn’t
If you didn’t love him back, it didn’t matter what he did, he believed, you were his and that was enough
But it doesn’t work that way.
Now he had a lump in his throat as he saw the servants and guards put all your things in coffers
He had yielded
He was sending you away
He still didn’t understand why you didn’t love him back, as you tried to hide your happiness, but couldn’t
You were happy to leave him
This is what you wanted all along
So he found himself desperate again
He grabbed you in his arms, kissed all over your face, and whispered in your ear
“I will not stop until I find who did this to you”, he whispered, “when I do, I will bring you back to me”, you took too long to answer, concocting a lie in your pretty head, he could see the wheels turning
“I hope so, my King”, you said faintly
“And when you return, there is only going to be you, no other, no other Queen”, he said, to see your reactions
“I will not wish for you to harm anyone”, you warned, oh, you, always so concerned
For when Floris expelled the babe from her belly… her days were numbered
He was losing you, he didn’t like that.
He never realized he never had you in the first place
He would never admit it, but a tiny tear escaped his eye when he saw your ship sail away. Thankfully no one saw him, as a loud roar was heard front he skies and suddenly the entire harbor was overcome by a huge shadow, Aemond looked up to see your ever faithful dragon flying above your ship, following his rider home.
His face twisted in rage because he had commanded your dragon to be chained to the pit, clearly, the people he had sent had no luck containing the beast, apparently.
Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor
A Dragon is not a slave
Aemond turned around to see Floris, cradling her belly
He was weak a couple of times, and that was the result, he thought bitterly. They lends him a hand, he played it, he played it wrong
But he did not have any time to worry, to cry for your loss, to punch the walls in anger for what others in the dark where still making him do.
A week after your departure…
Aegon died
He exhaled his last breath in a heave of puss and blood, and that is how the man that what going to be known as “Aegon the Usurper” was gone from this earth, taken by the stranger.
He detested his brother, that was no secret, but there was a day he didn’t.
Some years ago, Aegon was only his brother, his oldest brother, a bit drunk, and a whore, but he was only his brother, and that is when Aemond loved him, he had helped him usurp his sister, because he loved him, and his sister and his family, and he thought that was the way to keep everyone safe
Perhaps he had been wrong
But Aemond didn’t have the strength, nor the luxury of thinking about that, he didn’t dare.
It was what it was
His mother, Alicent, cried silently as the silent sister worked on Aegon’s body, covered his sick and twisted body with gauze and so many oils and ointments to try and cover the stench, finally, they placed the crown of the conqueror over his covered body.
He had not been the King in a while now, so the ceremony was short, but dignified thanks to his mother, but as like Viserys before him, nobody really payed attention to the burial, but rather, his own coronation
He had been acting like prince regent for a while now, but no matter, the ceremony was great, held in the throne room, instead of the Dragon Pit like Aegon’s had been, other lords of all over the Kingdoms had not been invited, they were only notified of the death of Aegon, and the coronation of Aemond.
Aegon had died, now, he was King, and you were not by his side when Criston placed the crown over his head, he looked around the room, looking for you, expecting to see you there smiling shyly, but he couldn’t find you anywhere, he could finally crown you Queen of the Seven Kingdoms in all your right
But you were not there
The day
The most important day of his life, and you were nowhere to be found.
He wanted to cry
He wanted to throw himself into his bed and weep
Only Floris was there, standing by the last step of the Throne, looking up at him triumphantly
He wanted to throw up
But he couldn’t show it, for everybody in that room, for all those lickspitters and flatterers, they had won, it was him. Aemond, the right choice, the right brother
The one that studied history and philosophy, the one that trained with the sword, the one that rode the largest dragon in the world
The one who had wed two Queens, that now were with his children in her bellies, the one that worn the conqueror’s crown and held the conqueror’s sword
All the symbols of…
For fucks sake
His grandfather would have been proud
That is what everyone in that room saw, the perfect King
That is who everyone greeted at the banquet afterwards, to the King, the Baratheon Queen, and his mother, the loved Dowager Queen Mother, Alicent Hightower
The court seemed at peace
But it seemed like the peace before the storm
As the feast was raging on, Corlys Velaryon entered the room with the remains of his family, nephews and far off cousins, but impressive nonetheless
He barely nodded to the new anointed monarch, and sat close beside him, at the side of Floris
“You must be pleased to know, your grace, that your Queen is safe, at the palace we discussed”, he said triumphantly, knowingly souring the mood of everyone at the table, “she send her bests, and wishes to be present in this joyous occasion, sadly that cannot be”
“I agree Lord Corlys, soon, it shall all be well again, and I can have my Queen back at my side”, Corlys smiled, and raised his cup at the King, which he answered back, at the scowl of the Queen, and the frown of Floris
Aemond smiled, more confidently now, he was King now
Now, he was settled in power, with two heirs on the way, he was settling on the charge, he had vanquished one of his most powerful enemies while on power, he had won the war
His chest filled with the sense of victory
One step closer
One more, just one more
One enemy left to be slain, and it was going to be fine
All of it, was going to be worth it
He was King now
A real King, anointed by the faith, cherished by the people, supported by half of the great families and at least three of the seven Kingdoms
It could be better.
But it didn’t
Days went by and nothing did.
One day, a very respected member of his kingsguard entered his chambers, he looked nervous
“Your grace, following your instructions, I found something in Queen Floris’ chambers”, he said shakily, he knew how much was at stake, specially if he was wrong
Aemond only looked at him severely
Corlys was sewing scorn, resentment and mistrust in court, and he was not going to stop, until they ripped each other apart
“Queen Floris poisoned our beloved Queen, but she couldn’t do it alone, the question is, why your master of whispers didn’t know it?”, he asked the King as he had called upon him for advice on what to do, “she couldn’t have done it alone, my king”
Reader’s POV
You didn't want to believe it, when Aemond told you he was going to send you away, you didn’t want to get your hopes up, you believed you were dreaming.
But it was real
Maids helped you put your things inside coffers, and a sudden happiness filled you
it was true, you were going away
Dragonstone? probably, is the only place that made sense for you
You were begging
But any place could be better than this
You would even go to Casterly fucking rock, instead of this place
Ironic, it should be your home, where your mother was born, where you were born
But it became a prison
You didn't want to believe you were finally going to be free of it until you were walking towards the docks, escorted by the entire Kingsguard and Aemond walking by your side
He was angry
He had promised you that you were going to be the only Queen, soon, and you couldn’t wish for anything but the opposite
This worked
You placed your hand in your belly, he had what he wanted, you could only wish you were expecting a girl and Floris a boy, perhaps then he would leave you alone.
Aemond followed you hand, placing them over yours, as you stopped by when you reached Corlys’ ship at the end of the harbor
“I will send for you soon”, he promised, as he kissed you, you leaned into him, making him believe you would come back
You wouldn’t
ONce you were weak enough to fight this, but not anymore
You were not going to come back, not against your own will.
You grabbed the small hand of your little brother as you helped him aboard the ship
Corlys held you both once the boat left the harbor.
It was funny
From all your Velaryon siblings, you were the one that liked the sea the most, even if your real father was Daemon Targaryen
You found it calming, reassuring, soothing, but it was also something to be weary of, careful, scared of.
The endless sea
“Thank you grandfather”, you whispered, he kissed the top of your head
“I’m here now sweet girl”, he whispered back, “they will pay for everything they have done to us”
There was a time you cursed him, you believed he had betrayed you and your mother, but he didn’t, he needed to get inside, attack from within, he was the Sea Snake, one of the most dangerous men on the seven Kingdoms
And he was on your side
“The sea agrees with you”, he whispered, as with the soft sway of the ship you felt more confident as when you were on mainland
“I got it from you”, you said cheekily, and he smiled warmly
“You are my legacy, history remembers names, not blood”, you only smiled gently
And those words made sense only when you arrived at Dragonstone, where there was two very familiar silvery heads waiting for you
“Baela? Rhaena?”, you called, your half sisters smiling back at you. You ran towards them, as much as you could since you were heavily pregnant
they held you tightly against them
Once the war had started to collect the lives of your grandmother and then your brothers, Corlys had taken them to Driftmark, where they were going to be safe, you never saw them again.
Your stepsisters, your baby brother, your grandfather.
You looked up at the high towers of the huge castle, just in time when your dragon arrived and flied above it and between.
Beautiful
Safe
Your baby kicked inside you and you smiled warmly, he knew he was home too
“You don’t have to worry, little one”, Corlys whispered, “you are home now, I’ll protect you”
But as you approached the castle, you realized it was more… lively, that the last time you saw it, more people, ships on the harbor, banners from houses of the Crownlands, no, it couldn’t be, you recognized from afar the house sigil of the Celtigars
“What is going on?”, you asked
“The Lords are greeting you back home, where you belong, you, your brother, and the princeling”, now Corlys had the winning hand, having all the royal bloodlines under his protection.
When you entered the hall, you were met with all the lords of the Crownlands, everyone bowed when they saw you, smiling brightly at you, you smiled shyly back, as they guided you towards the Dragonstone throne.
Encouraged by Corlys, you took a seat in the throne, something you didn’t even see your mother do.
You gazed at all the lords, who didn’t even look in your direction when you lived inside these walls, when you were the last child of Rhaenyra Targaryen, and they could see how they disappointed you in your face, in the frown in your face.
Many of them started talking, amongst each other, and some towards you, many apologies, a lot of everything
“We failed you once, our sweet Queen”, one man stood above all the others, “ we will not fail you again”, said Lord Celtigar, taking a knee to you, and all the other Lords followed
“To the Queen, and Prince Viserys!”, chanted one, and everyone echoed it
“For our late Queen Rhaenyra!”, chanted another and once again, your mother’s name was being called in the halls of Dragonstone
WELL, BRING ITTTT hahaha
It is going to be a long epilogue...
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Beauty and the Beast
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PRE CANON - WESTERN - REGENCY - LITTLE WOMEN - HOLIDAY - SEASON 6
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @devirnis @exhuastedpigeon @daffi-990 @wikiangela @lover-of-mine @hippolotamus @jeeyuns and @disasterbuckdiaz. You are all so amazing and I cannot wait for all your works! Thank you!
I haven't really worked on any of the fics I dropped on tease bit tuesday, so I went into the vault of wips I have and pulled out the first buddie fic I ever started, buddie/911 in the Once Upon a Time verse. It was posted for a bit on ao3 but recently took it down because I wasn't all that happy with was posted and not having a sense of direction to take it in. But I'm looking back over it, and editing, adding. So I'm sharing a bit of it with ya'll today, test the waters really and see if its something I should keep working on. Hope you enjoy!
Once upon a time….
24 years ago, in the land of Misthaven, a cloud of dark magic thundered across the lands towards the Kingdom of Camelot. At the helm of a large round table sat Sir Robert, the kingdom’s noblest knight. To his left was his beloved and soon to be wife, Queen Athena who cradled her two children to her chest. But no fear be felled her demure. No great evil could ever shake her resolve and it could be said for many of those that sat at the round table. Many who whose entire attention was on the enterically designed wardrobe that stood in the middle of the table.
“Are we sure this is what needs to be done?” asked Howard the Hatter.
Sir Robert clenched his fist tight at the tables edge, “The dark curse is among us and there is nothing we can do to stop it. All that is left is to secure the prince’s future.”
To his right, the great wizard Merlin nodded in agreement, “The magic of this wardrobe is powerful enough to send little Evan far away from his mother’s curse. We must trust that the one with belief will return him home.”
“And what of the rest of us?” King Michael spoke what many were thinking.
Merlin looked to the man who held his very heart, “I’m sorry my love, but I do not have those answers. I cannot see past the curse itself and the dark one won’t share his secrets. We can only hope, and that in itself is powerful enough to see us through.”
The King of Camelot nodded and took the wizards hand, giving it a tight squeeze.
The rest of those around the table conceded with King Michael and Sir Robert took a deep breath, “Bring them in Henrietta.”
The warrior that stood at the opposite of the knight, dipped her head before turning and opening the large wooden doors. “Princess Maddie, come along.”
A small girl no older than 10 with curling brown hair and wide brown eyes, slowly made her way into the room. In her arms she carried a very small boy, just on the cusp of turning one. Blonde curls sat atop his head and framed eyes as blue as the ocean. But his most distinguishing feature was the pink mark along his left brow. Many believed it was the mark of his prophesized power, that it told the world of the golden heart that rested within him. The golden heart that would one day break any and all curses.
Maddie clutched her little brother tight to her chest, her lower lip trembling, “She’s coming for him again. The Evil Queen is coming for Evan.”
Sir Robert looked at the young girl he considered his own and tried to hold his tears, “We do not know why your mother has sent this curse, only that she intends to take the entire land with it and your brother is meant to save us all.”
“He’s just a baby!” the princess spits angrily, making the prince stir in her arms before Maddie quickly composed herself and soothed him with soft shushes.
Isabel, the eldest and wisest among the group rose to her feet, “No child should have the world on their shoulders and all we can hope is that you and Evan can be free of burden until the time comes.”
Tears streamed down Maddie’s face, “How do I do that when only I will know?”
Behind the little princess came a glowing blue light that grew brighter and larger before dwindling out to reveal a dark-skinned woman in a flowing blue dress and shimmery wings. “Tell him our tales, instill the belief. But most important, love him. Love Prince Evan as you do now.” The blue fairy answered before bending down and giving the two children a gentle hug.
Maddie returned the embrace with one arm then stepped and faced Sir Robert, “Will I ever see you again?”
The brave knight let one tear roll down his cheek as he gave the princess a sad smile, “We can only hope.”
The thunder of the curse rumbled in the silence and lower in the castle, the sound of battle rung out. Their time was up.
Princess Maddie climbed atop the table and stepped towards the wardrobe. Above the noise of battle and magic, the Blue Fairy’s soft lilt rang out, “The last child born to a queen of sorrow shall be given a heart of gold. His heart alone can save those who are cursed.”
“And on the child’s 25th birthday, he shall return to those who have left, led by the one who has belief.” Merlin finished as the young girl sat within the wardrobe.
“Be safe and have hope.” Athena stated firmly then watched with the rest of those at the round table as the wardrobe was closed and the doors to the room burst open.
“It’s over.” The Evil Queen proclaimed stepping inside with the cloud of cursed magic behind her.
“What will happen to us?” Sir Roberts asked.
The Evil Queen cackled, “The worst imaginable.”
Then darkness.
Alright, I know its a lot, but this is basically the prelude to the whole story. If anyone wants an indication of who is who, just let me know I can drop a list of characters and their identities from the fairy tail world. Hope you enjoyed! (Also Captainswan stan! Its true love ya'll!)
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