#also I love momma courage so much

[hcdragonwrites]

A Nightmare (a @journey-to-the-au drabble)

Another one! I split this one into two- so that way the people who enjoy fluff and are sensitive to the triggers can pick one or the others. Warning: this is about the Six Eared Macaque and what happens in the Betrothal AU

Trigger warning: Gore, Violence, Cannibalism and Descriptions of the Like. Allusions of SA (nothing happens but if this is a trigger don’t read!)

Did Heaven know of nightmares?

Earth Reaching Willow couldn’t answer that. In all her endless days within the Polestar Palace, among the Orchards of Immortal Peaches, and across the wide clouded bridges and celestial marvels, she had never known anything but tranquility and Peace.

Willow felt the other Monkeys of the troop swirling about her. Mothers bared fangs in fierce smiles while fathers and brothers teetered on grabbing weapons or jumping into the fray. However the being before them, the being that had been living among them, wore a familiar face, spoke in a voice that was warm in tenor.

It was a trusted person, a king of kindness, that had sat before them with grisly gore smeared over his teeth.

This wasn’t Wukong.

The Monkey King slouched, relaxed on the floor of Water- Curtain Cave. The gray stone beneath was dark with the scattered remnants of …

Willow couldn’t. She couldn’t - who had it been? Who had they been ? Willow had spent decades among the troop of Flower Fruit Mountain, years watching her new family grow and flourish. She had welcomed new members, helping mothers tend and care in turn for the babies and teach. She had brought flower petals to scatter upon the bodies of old and fallen friends and family, returning their vessels to the earth and praying for their next reincarnation. Death was not impossible for the Monkeys of the mountain even if age was not a factor now.

Her stomach curled at the scattered red and pink and purple flecks against the gray stone.

Willow had tended and cared for her family. Liu, Rin Rin, Ma, Ba, Beng, Mama Courage, Mama Wisdom, Chestnut- and so many more. She had cared for them because they loved her and she loved them.

Willow cared for them in all the years Wukong had been away. She, wife and friend to king of Flower Fruit Mountain, understood the importance of her position.

This creature that had once been alive was now twitching as it’s body bled out.

Another rending, echoed in the cave. The teeth of this Wukong hooked into the rib cage of the fallen little monkey beneath his foot. The red flesh pulled free of the white bone with a shlap sound. This mimicry of Wukong slurped the flesh and smacked his lips as if in ecstasy.

“Exquisite taste as always.” The voice was so familiar in its sound. Wrong wrong, Willows mind warned, her stomach becoming stone. This isn’t him!

The corpse of the monkey lay near the entrance of the cavern, splayed out in the pose of a running animal having been taken down by a lion. Upon that corpse, casual foot set against its shoulders, was the monarch of the mountain.

Mama Courage was bristled, fangs flashing and eyes full of fury. For all the rage behind him, the creature that wore the skin of their friend, was unperturbed. Instead he dug his claws into the skin and pulled. The sound set her teeth on edge and her stomach to flipping. Something pink and soft was between his claws- and then down his gullet.

The mothers and the distant warriors around the cave watched in horror. Most of the troop was outside, enjoying the everlasting summer of the mountain. Willow wished she had been just a bit faster, just a bit sooner and she could have been among them.

Instead she was stuck inside a living nightmare.

The Wukong turned his head, eyes alighting on one little of the troop adolescents who came too close. Faster than any of them could react, the Wukong had seized the youngster by his tail and dragged him over. The mothers started forward but froze at the pained screams of the little monkey.

“Curious one are you not?” The Wukong grinned, all threat within that smile. He sat the youngster beside him, petting his fur and pulling it close. “Come! Take a bite! This foolish subject shouldn’t have brushed me in his haste to get by. Now he will serve me in the only remaining way he can~”

“Eat! Eat!” With his free paw he gestured to the slaughtered monkey at his feet. The individual had had his throat cut, the blood pooling beneath his dun fur. The great wound on his side had been inflicted while they had been alive, it had happened right before Willows eyes.

Willow didn’t remember what the conversation had been about before. She had been walking out of one of the stone huts, signing to Wisdom beside her. It was the season for apple picking and they were both in a deep conversation about what foods to make with the apples they harvested.

‘Pies?’ Wisdom had puzzled.

‘And jams’ Willow signed back. ‘Tarts and sauces.’

‘You want to make these?’ Wisdom signed as they turned past a curve in the cave.

‘I want to teach others how to cook them’ Willow explained. She had been baking for years now, testing and trying new creations. With so many different types of fruit orchards and with an ever abundance of rotating bloomings and ripenings, Willow couldn’t resist. Apple pies, peach cobblers, plum puddings, candied pears, and strawberry tarts. So many things Willow could make- so many treats she could spoil her family with.

When Earth Reaching Willow had started making her first treats, the smell had begun to attract some of the denizens of the mountain. Little round faces poked through the kitchen windows, eyes wide and noses inhaling. Willow had passed each little one a bit of whatever she had been making- breads full of almonds, ripe watermelons dipped into sugar, orange juice freshly pressed for the porridge she would make- and they had scurried away, excited.

It had only taken three days for the rest of the mountain to be waiting outside her door, eyes eager and arms full of the fruits they wanted made into treats.

‘Teaching will be difficult.’ Courage signed.

‘How so? I like to teach and I think most will have the patience to learn.” Willow countered gently. Then she suddenly had a thought and amended, ‘Maybe not Ba though. I think he will be the one that will possibly try to sabotage me for a prank or steal whatever I make’

Courage laughed her silent laugh. Her eyes twinkled with mirth. ‘If he switches your fruits I will make sure he gets a thorough fruit thrashing. But no- I have no concern of your ability. Only about how much space we may have in the kitchen.’

It was Willows turn to laugh.

The morning had been going so well.

And then.

The two rounded the last curve of the tunnel, coming up to the roaring waterfall that blocked the main entrance to Water Curtain Cave. It’s soft, silver light soothing to see. It was like the mountains voice, forever roaring by them all. Courage paused, grabbing at Willows sleeve.

Willow looked up.

At the great wide flat stone before the waterfall, stood Wukong. A chill crept up Willows spine.

The Wukongs eyes alighted on the two and he smiled broadly, waving.

“Mother! Willow!” He called in friendly tones. “My beautiful wife is just the person I wanted to see !”

Willow felt that chill touch her veins.

He skipped closer eyes dancing brightly. But something was off. There was a shine to his eyes that looked feverish.

Wukong grasped the limp hand of Willows and kissed it. The press of that mouth over her skin felt hungrier, the eyes of his looking upward into her own with … with an expression of love meant for …

For the bedroom.

Willow took her hand from his palm, plastering a small smile onto her face. A wolf was before her. Wearing sheep’s clothing. Willow knew a wolf when she saw one however.

Wukong and her may be husband and wife but he never hinted or tried at more romantic inclinations when they were away from the cloudy courts of Heaven.

As she pulled the hands from his there was another flash, some sort of color burning in his eyes. What was that?

“Hello Wukong.”

“My Love~” His voice was syrupy sweet. “I have missed your company these few nights. Will you indulge me? I have the perfect place picked out! There’s a pond just south of here- and when the moon is out and the water is still, it turns silver and it’s beautiful.”

“It reminds me of your beauty.”

“I would love to,” Willow felt the repulsion rise. She had to fight the urge to pull back. Courtly edicate. She had dissuaded similar trysts and attempts from far more skilled men than this Wukong. But none of them looked like her best friend. “However I’ve promised to bake an apple pie and show your Mother how to make one.”

Courage nodded, signing ‘We must be off, son. The light will soon be behind the mountain and it will be too dark to see.’

Courage grasped her hand, tugging her away.

Wukongs face fell. Another flash in those eyes.

What happened next was all too quick, all too brutal.

Wukong- the wolf in Wukongs skin- moved to catch her hand-

And Willow had retreated, barely escaping his grasping hand.

One moment, Wukong had been trying to grab her attention. Courage had caught her hand, tugging her. Willow had bowed and given her excuses, her apologies. She retreated in relief. And she saw the eyes, finally, change to an ice blue.

The next moment, as one of the many monkeys walked by -was his name Radish or Cloud?- Wukongs eyes flashed.

Wrong-they are blue with red chips within them. Why are they blue ?

It was like the striking of lightning. One minute Wukong had stood, gaze open and full of such a light as to give a dragon nightmares, and the next the world was turned end over end. The monkey had at one moment been brushing past the king and the next he had been pinned to the stone floor. The savage strike had split the side of the little monkey's flank, opening up fur and skin and flesh. Exposing the inner workings of the poor creature in a spray of red so dark as to be black. The Wukong with those painfully bright blue eyes had cleaved the bone of the rib cage as easily as a knife slicing through butter.

The monkey gasped, eyes blinking in confusion. The pain hadn’t registered yet. Only shock. Wukong tugged a bit of pink intestine out of the still writhing monkey and ripped it to shreds.

Blood.

Screaming.

Willow felt her stomach heave.

“I have your attention now ?” Wukong had said.

Not Wukong.

This creature, whoever and whatever it was, was not Sun Wukong.

It couldn’t be.

This Wukong shook the adolescent monkey it had hostage again, yanking at the corpse before him. The noise of the screams had brought the few monkeys still in the caves running, some dragging weapons. Upon seeing however, that the threat was no tiger or jackal or leopard but their own king tearing away at one of his own, had driven all the fight from them. It had left only horror.

The poor monkey face was contorted in a frozen scream. Its eyes were staring sightless. Vacant and grayed over. Gone.

“Come have a taste. I only share the best of meals with the ones I love.” The wrong Wukong spoke, tugging the poor creature forward. He held the flesh closer, eyes blazing blue. The tiny monkey squirmed in his grasp, eyes wild.

“Stop!”

The Wukong froze. The world froze as Willow called out. Her heart raced. Only her heart and the roar of the waterfall dared to make a sound.

She saw the tiny monkey squirming and clawing at the hand that was still about its scruff, whimpering. His eyes, that unusual shade of blue, slanted her way. They burned coldly, wildly, full of one such emotion that Willow couldn’t mistake.

Hunger.

“Oh?”

The Wukong set the monkey back down. He didn’t let go of the poor thing. His eyes were only for her, his attention peaked. Earth Reaching Willow, Eldest princess of the Jade Emperor, threw herself into that woman she had been before her monkey, before Wukong had come into Heaven and offered her the world. She was an actress.

As still as a pond with no ripples. He may be full of a burning ice but I must be colder- I must be that calm within the eye of a hurricane.

Willow pressed her forehead to the floor, bowing. She felt the hands of Courage tugging at her. She kept her head flat to the floor.

I must play this game. Protect my family-

Even from the one who I looks like my friend. For my friend. Wherever he is—

“Has my Wife finally decided to give me attention?” Willow heard the heavy and terrible sound of bone snapping and muscles rending. She didn’t look up. “It has been so long, my love. You’ve left your king….” A harsh crunch of bones, of noise that is the sound of teeth digging into something soft. Snapping it like a twig. “….hungry.”

“Please, let the little one go.” Willow pleaded. She felt the brush of Mamma Courage along her side, Wisdom along the other.

“Lift your head.”

Dread.

She did as she was told, composing her face to serenity. The serenity cannot withstand the horror before her. It cracked.

This Wukongs face is smiling cynically, eyes glacier blue and glowing. In his free hand, the dismembered paw of the poor deceased monkey, cut clean from mid forearm down. The bone had been cracked, the marrow dripping.

“What will you do my Willow?” He asked, shaking the still struggling babe. One of the mother monkeys barked in rage, taking a half step forward. Another stopped her. Willow felt like a mouse caught between a wolf's paws.

“Your husband is very upset at you for ignoring his … advances.”

Nothing. I won’t do anything. I will turn into the smallest speck of sand and let the wind blow me away.

Willow let her fear spin just for a moment. Then she grasped it in her mind and pressed it behind that cold veneer of courtly teachings. She had acted much of her life. She had acted to fool her father, her advisors, the very suitors that saw her as a chess piece to improve their standing within the Polestar Palace Court.

And I will act now- I will hold my horror to best give everyone a chance— a chance to get away. To prevent more deaths.

“I have neglected you husband.” The words smoothly emptied themselves from Willows lips, even as she wanted to snatch them back. Be brave. “It was not my intent to do so. I have been busy helping our family. Forgive me.”

I don't want forgiveness from you. You aren’t my Wukong. He wouldn’t demand attention from me. He wouldn’t ask me for this.

“I’ll forgive you. I’ll be pacified by you.” The imposter sounds almost relieved, as if her words had soothed a burn upon his skin. He shakes the poor baby again, eliciting a squeak and an angry chorus from the other mothers here. Willow is still surprised it is just them in Water Curtain Cave.

A miniature horror show just for them.

“I will even let this little one go, since I am such a benevolent king. No one should say that I, Sun Wukong, didn’t listen to my beloved wife.” He smiled again, staring straight into her soul. “But I want a Kiss.”

“A kiss?”

The Wukong nodded, eyes flickering. A ripple of black and then gone again. “One single kiss. To reaffirm our union. Maybe more … later.”

The ‘later’ sent chills down her spine. But Willow nodded.

“Good! An obedient wife makes a happy life!” He laughed with Wukongs voice, but none of the joy of her Wukong was reflected there. It was twisted, spun into something bent and hideous. A mimicry of joy. A sound to match the horror.

Tears streamed down her face, the only break in the smooth surface of her cool demeanor. Willow leaned forward, about to stand.

“Oh but I am not prepared.” He said. She froze. Something malicious crawled over his face. The imitation Wukong- I refuse to believe this is Wukong- took up the bloody wrist and pressed the still bloody end across his face. Willow felt her horror rise, the gorge in her throat threaten to upheave. He smeared the bloody stump across his teeth, over his lips, across his chin. Like a monsterous paintbrush, this Wukong painted his lips in the blood.

Finally the Wukong drops his captive, the little monkey scurrying up to the group seated before their King. It’s mother scooped them up, pressing them to the soft underside and trying to hide his face from the nightmare. Willow couldn’t look away. Her courtly armor, the thing she had pulled up to cover herself in, shattered into a million pieces as those blue burning eyes fluttered and locked onto her lips.

“What’s the matter darling?” The Wukong holds the arm in one hand, the free one pressed to his face, almost as if he were resting it there. The thing before her must read Willow's repulsion. His smile turns softly, a predator's smile curving away from those gore filled teeth. “Don’t you want to Kiss me?”

[yanderemommabean]

hi momma (*´꒳`*)

ive finally worked up the courage to tell you something :)

i really wanted to let you know that i love your fics, whether smut or not, and your silly little drabbles, and most of all how human you are. maybe it’s because of how regularly you post, or the way you don’t always post the same type of things, or how your posts can range from bringing me so much joy to making me so sad for you and your other beans (and also frustratingly horny), but you are so real to me. i personally struggle with depression and anxiety, and the kind way you treat everyone who is graced by your online presence is a large reason why i decided to send you this ask. sorry for the wall of text, and sorry if this is weird or too personal, and sorry if i didn’t tell you this the right way, and sorry if i put this in the wrong inbox or something, but i just wanted to let you know that you brighten my days :)

tl;dr my thoughts are better w you in them

You're very kind! I'm glad you were able to tell me this but there's no need to be shy! This made me smile to read, sometimes I feel I don't reach people they way I want or don't entertain the way I used to, so seeing this shows me I'm doing a better job than i thought! Also like shush about the long text, I love seeing you guys send that stuff it shows how much you want to share and I think that's cute! You're a very sweet bean ❤️

It's not too weird to me, I'm all about sharing your true feelings and being yourself! Being kind and sending nice messages like this doesn't bother me one bit! ((and i hope you get a million nice things told to you in return ))

-Mommmabean

[alouiadina]

Pride and Prejudice au, updated

So, I some changes/additions to my Buck x Bucky Pride and prejudice au.

The edited au is: Bucky, Curt, Brady, Crosby, De Marco, Ken, and maybe others work on Bucky's mom's farm.

Now, momma Egan does make comments on Bucky (and some of the other boys) marrying rich, but unlike Mrs. Bennet, its more of a joke than a "you have to marry rich or else." Some of the other's just talk/day dream about marrying rich like Crosby and Ken (who I have decided are both Jane). Ken because he's young and naive, and Crosby because he's a bit of a hopeless romantic.

They occasionally go into town and attend parties, ones with free alcohol and food, and occasionally gets into fights. As they are attending one of these parties, Gale and his friends show up.

So Buck, of course, is Darcy, who is *like that* because of his dad. Hates dancing, drinking, all of that, refusing to interact with anyone. Bubbles (who shares the role of Bingley with Rosie) uses the alcohol to work up the courage to talk to Crosby and uses the dancing as an excuse to touch him/ spend time with him. Ken is actually the one to approach Rosie and ask him to dance. Rosie is a bit flustered, but accepts the offer.

So, Curt is the equivalent of Charlotte (of course), and Bucky is a bit disappointed bc he struck out with everyone he asked (maybe he asked Rosie or Bubbles and they said 'no' bc their eyes were on someone else). Curt is roasting the shit out of Bucky for getting turned down by everyone, and he says that maybe he'll ask the "guy with the stick up his ass" if he wants to dance. Around then, Gale and either Rosie or Bubbles come nearby to talk, not noticing Curt and Bucky nearby. When told to ask Bucky to dance, Gale gives the "no one handsome enough to tempt me" thing, and calls Bucky "to tall, to muscular, and seems too long limbed to be coordinated, basically intolerable." Curt jokes a bit about it, but sees how much Gale's words hurt him, so comforts him.

I feel like Ken would make himself sick by going to have lunch with Bubbles while Rosie is out with Gale or something. Bucky goes to look after him at the house owned by Rosie (he's a lawyer too.) Rosie is totally smitten with Ken, even when he's sick. Then the others arrive, and there's some cute flirting between Bubbles and Crosby.

They leave, hand thing happens, Bucky is confused.

For Mr. Collins/Wickham, I was thinking officer Ulrich Haussmann. I saw a post (which I'll link below) talking about him having a thing for Bucky, and a German movie the actor was in.

So a couple days after the party, Haussmann comes to visit. He's after the Egan farm (or maybe something else) and takes an interest in Bucky. Despite some inner conflict, he responds to Haussmann advances, feeling a bit rejected by Gale (and maybe his mother's health isn't all that great, so he may want to settle before she may go.) He also comes with Dickie (who is also, maybe, kinda, a Mr. Collins stand in) who takes an interest in Curt.

There is some bad blood between Haussmann and Gale, and Haussmann further sullies Bucky's image of Gale. Something happens to make Haussmann leave, and Curt and Dickie get married.

The elder Mr. Cleven is Catherine de Bourgh, and he of course accompanies Curt and Dickie to to visit him. All the stuff that happens there, happens there.

With Marge, I thought that she would be a mix of Anne de Bourgh and Georgiana. She and Gale were close, practically siblings growing up. So, the Mr. Cleven saw fit to make betrothed, and all that. Gale is fond of her, like a sister, but never intended on going through marrying her. That could be a plot point in the story.

The rest of the plot happens, Gale fucks with the love life of Rosie and Bubbles, which bites him in the ass when he tries to propose to Bucky for the first time. The dominos fall, then Gale and Bucky end up married at the end, along with Rosie & Ken, and Bubbles & Crosby.

As for the setting, it could be set in modern times, OR it could be set in the same time as Pride and Prejudice, maybe with an in universe explanation as to why queer relationships are a-okay is more fun to me as a reader.

Also sorry if the timeline of the events is a bit wonky, I haven't seen any adaptation of P&P in a long while, so...

Link to Haussmann post:

https://www.tumblr.com/anavilante/750415554425323520/do-you-know-what-bothers-me-this-german-officer?source=share

Link to original plot idea post:

https://www.tumblr.com/alouiadina/748613727111299072/okay-so-i-thought-of-a-plot-for-my-own-which-may?source=share

(I changed some stuff around since then)

[petri808]

Day 16 @flufftober “singing each other to sleep” Twiyor Drabble Inspired by art by @wildgirl86 Click Here to see the piece and support them! 💜 Also here is the song featured in the story, Dreaming of You by Selena.

A scream echoes through the silent apartment causing Loid and Yor to shoot up instantly awake— a reflex from their days of past. With a turn and a knowing look, they each jump out of bed and run to the source ready to do battle with any evil spy or boogie man in the closet. From the glow of the starlight globe on the nightstand, they see the raised outline of something sitting up under the covers and hear the wet sobbing of a child’s tears. Loid flicks on the light as Yor beelines it for the bed.

“Anya?” Yor questions in a soothing voice as she sits along the edge. With Loid standing by along with an anxious Bond, she peels back the blanket until it reveals the shivering little girl. “Did you have a nightmare?”

The child nods with tears still dripping down her cheeks.

“Was it the one about the lab?” Loid confirms.

Again, Anya nods. Her green eyes full of moisture and surrounded in a white sea of red squiggles are like a peridot gem being born from an erupting volcano. It’s evident that tonight’s dream is an especially bad one. This brings a frown to Loid’s face, a bit of guilt…

“Awww,” Yor scoops Anya up into a tight hug bundled on her lap. “I’m so sorry Anya!” She coos assuringly. “Wanna sleep with us tonight?”

“Yes!” Anya sniffles and wraps tightly to Yor’s neck. “Don’ wanna be awone,” she whimpers.

“Of course,” Loid confers with a smile, “you can sleep with us. Here,” he gestures to Yor, “I’ll carry her.” But as Yor is about to pass Anya up to Loid, Bond cuts between them grumbling. Loid chuckles, “I think he wants to be your trusted steed tonight Anya.”

“He does,” Anya confirms, which also brings back her smile.

Yor places Anya onto Bond’s back, then she and Loid follow behind as he trots to the master bedroom. Bond stops next to the bed so Anya can climb onto it. Once she’s off, he goes to the foot of the bed and lays down while Loid and Yor climb in, sandwiching her between them.

“Momma, will you sing me something?” Anya asks politely. “Pweeze?”

“Sure,” Yor kisses Anya’s forehead, who settles in and closes her eyes with a smile.

The couple face inward, Loid laying his right arm over and hand coming to rest on Yor’s waist to bundle them close. He too closes his eyes and relaxes to the sound of his wife’s beautiful voice. It isn’t often that he gets to hear it, he chuckles inside his head at the thought of feigning a nightmare of his own so she’ll sing to him too.

After a moment, Yor hums briefly to find her pitch and begins. “Late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star, that somewhere you are thinking of me too...”

Loid can’t help the genuine uptick of his lips as he zones into Yor’s voice. Just two years ago, he never would have believed of a scene like this being anything more than a fictional scene from a drama on television. When he signed up with WISE, he swore off normalcy, swore off family all together let alone having his own. Relationships were just a means to an end and children a prop in an operation. But Loids brows furrow again as he remembers their role in Anya’s nightmare, which is no nightmare but a memory of the laboratory that created her. Because he made a mistake, they kidnapped her and took her back to that awful place. Thankfully with Yor and Yuri’s help they were able to get her back, but not before they put her through a few more painful experiments.

“…I just wanna hold you close, but so far, all I have are dreams of you. So I wait for the day and the courage to say how much I love you. Yes, I do! I’ll be dreaming of you tonight. ‘Til tomorrow, I’ll be holding you tight. And there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be…”

Yor’s voice is slowly trailing off, so Loid opens his eyes too and sees she falling asleep. He brushes some stray hairs away from her face, causing her to relax even more and stop completely. This makes him smile. They make him smile. It’s times like this that makes him feel lucky to have met them both. Eventually the nightmares too will become a distant memory for Anya replaced by nights like tonight and her mother’s beautiful voice. All the pain they went through gave them this gift of a family, and there’s definitely nowhere else in the world better to be in.

“I love you too.” Loid leans over and kisses Anya first, then Yor on the forehead, before settling back in and closing his eyes. He keeps his voice soft and serene as he completes the lullaby. “Now I’m dreaming with you tonight. ‘Till tomorrow and for all of my life. And there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be, than here in my room dreaming with you... Good night, my loves.”

[darlingkirstein]

Rhaenyra (HotD)! I kinda want to ask every item, but if it's too much, then please 1-5 and 19-25.

+ 26: Was she the rightful queen? Did she have a right to the throne?

RHAENYRA <33 😿🩷 another one of my favs

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

i admire her a great deal for having the courage to face all the scrutiny and deal with the pressure of being a female named heir. she unashamedly adores her children and places the realm before herself. she doesn't want war, really above all i think she just wants her father's approval 😿 idk she deserved to live a happy life eating cake with laena and alicent and all the girls

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

this entire scene. this moment.

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

i almost do wish she admitted to the boys being harwin's children because viserys surely would've legitimized them?? which i think could've solved some problems? but equally would've created a few new ones in their stead so im not sure 😭 idk shes a woman living in a medieval time she did what she had to do!!!!

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

she deserves a fairytale, something happy. and since it's my favorite, i'll say tangled??

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

imagining this with her kids 😿😿

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

feeling pressure to please everyone 💔 also the way she was rather snarky and bold as a teenager but mellowed out as she got older and matured

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

literally whenever someone says after luke's death that they support all her choices 🙏🙏

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

calling her misogynistic insults 😵‍💫

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

yes :)) as long as syrax doesn't make a mess

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

YES!!! i would adore that 🩷😿

11. Would you date this character?

yes please <3 although there's a lot of family drama involved with her so would have to get used to that REAL quick

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

i love imagining rhae having a daughter and getting to spoil her with pretty baby clothes.... i think that's something she would've loved

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

👑 the crown for the one true queen <33

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

still so unfamiliar with fashion but literally anything where she gets to wear pretty dresses all the time — she's the realm's delight after all!!!! give her all the jewelry and clothes she desires 😿

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

probably her and laena?? but that's mostly from fire and blood because the show really diminishes laena's role pretty heavily!!

"She [Princess Rhaenyra] became fond and more than fond of her good-sister Lady Laena."

in the show i really enjoyed the brief glimpses we got into her relationship with harwin:))

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

rhaegon! i just hate aegon LMAO

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

show-specific rhaenicent! i hate it from a book perspective but i think from the show perspective, i definitely understand the shipping potential even if i don't personally engage with it!

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

her kids!!!! such a good momma and you can tell by the way they respect her 😿😿 she's so affectionate for them and rhae's reaction to finding out about luke was one of my favorite scenes in the entire show — perfection!

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

her relationship with rhaenys is kinda weird in the show. like i cannot tell if rhaenys likes her or not? i feel like it wasn't like that in f&b but i have to reread — and maybe s2 will change things?

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

LAENA!!!! they'd be so sweet together 😿 and they were very close i just adore them

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i havent written much for hotd/f&b and haven't written rhaenyra (though i have thought about it!!!!) but i think it would be neat to explore her inner thoughts. you can see a lot of pressure coming onto her from many sides and i think exploring her psyche would be interesting! 🫶

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

i dont read fics!!!

23. Favorite picture of this character?

have always been obsessed with rhae in this still from her wedding (mostly because im obsessed with emma's nose 🥴🩷🫶. they're so pretty). one thing about rhae, she'll look wonderful at her wedding (even if the wedding itself sucks)

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

i mean really she reminds me of her descendant daenerys!! 😿 a queen in her own right — facing challenges for her sex but still fighting. i think they would be equally proud of each other. rhae would really admire dany for what she's done.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

have always loved her, ever since reading f&b!!! i support rhae's rights and her (non-existent) wrongs 🫶👑🩷 long live the queen!!!

26. FREEBIE QUESTION!!

naturally biased because TEAM BLACK!! 🐉🖤 but i do think yes. her father named her heir, and as the king that should've been enough!! fuck precedence — it should've been rhaenys at the great council but they could've rectified that error with rhaenyra. her father's oath never wavered and he always wanted her to succeed him. jaehaerys i u disappointed me so hard....

[eunoiaastralwings]

What emojis would you assign to your mutuals and why? Pass it on, share the fun 💫💞

I have so many mutuals ? ? ? - I only tagged the only I tend to interact with :)

@a-contemplation-upon-flowers - 🌸🌞

Seriously Mina - you're like a mini Glorf to me! You're spring sunshine - you're always so lively and bright to interact with! ! ! My day instantly gets better whenever I interact with you! ! You're so sweet!

@i-did-not-mean-to - 🤍❤️‍🩹

I always value your kindness - and how you see so much good in others! Seeing you - makes me feel hope and the world has one for person to count on if they ever need one. You're everyone's friend therapist momma! ! !

@aeonianarchives - 😎🫠

Omg Kaiden - you make my days so much brighter! Sending me and my followers the best memes to make us laugh - you always know just what to give me on my miserable days! You're a friend I value greatly - you make me melt with your fics and just having the energy to cheer me up! ! !

@kiatheinsomniac - 🌙✨

Ik we haven't interacted a lot - but you're a cool personal! ! ! Whenever I see your posts or blog, am like 'woah - so pretty and aesthetic - NOT TO MENTION SO MUCH TALENT'

@wandererindreams - 😍

Oh hun - I love seeing your replies to my stories - it honestly makes me blush - and jump in my seat! ! ! Am smiling like an idioit reading your replies! ! !

@sorisooyaa - 🏹💖

the little bitch - who's a major Haldir lover (and no1 Maglor too - should probably add a harp there too), hence the bow and arrow ;) - but the sparkly heart is your love and kindness - you have always been there for me - especially in my darkest days. You were shining and sparkling helping me throughout the pitch blackness- even when you were busy with your studies and life! ! ! I love you so much! !

@mslizziesblog / @daughterofimladris - 💝

Lizzie! ! ! I miss you so much - you were the one ready to ready to wrap and hold together my broken heart in a pretty ribbon! ! I miss talking to you and interacting with you on a daily basis - it's not the same without you :(

@involuntaryspasms - 🥰

You're literally one of my favorite commenters - you're so sweet! Whenever I see your replies I feel like floating! - You give me a lot of courage to either continue a fic - or keep on writing in general! ! !

@fizzyxcustard - 🥀🦜

You write so much angst - but it's so good! ! ! I love it - Everything you write - there's so much emotion, every time am like 'wow - how the fuck does she do this! ! ! I love this!' Also mentioning - you're the biggest parrot momma ik - every time I see parrot they remind me of you and puts a smile on my face!

@stop-hammertime - 🔥⚔️

PLEASE - HOW DO I START TO DESCRIBE MY HANDSOME GOTHIC FRIEND! ! ! You defend every thing so passionately - you helped me out so much - a great friend to talk to and THE BEST IDEAS EVER - WE SHARE A LOT OF DUMBNESS ABOUT THE ELVES - AND IT'S THE BEST THING EVER! !

@theladyvanya - ✍️🙌

You're amazing - I literally praise you! ! ! I take a lot of inspiration from you - you're my most favorite writer on tumblr - am always grateful because I found your blog! - Not only that - you understand me so well - it's always a pleasure talking to you - it's so calm and beautiful! !

@animerina - 😮🤩

I have literally read all of your Tolkien works - you're one of my favorites here and I love every thing you write am always in wow. While we haven't interacted a lot, you seem like a really lovely person. I get so hyped every time you update - I do a mini scream out of excitement!

@mismaeve - 🧚‍♀️😇

YOU'RE SO LOVELY! ! ! I HAVE THE BEST TIMES INTERACTING AND READING YOUR FICS! The sweetest person alive! You're like a mix of Lindir and Legolas - so kind and sweet!

I love you all basically:

[sunnyapollonjabrigidotter]

Today i got the courage to ask my mom - i gotta help in the kitchen... i know im too old, but i always get the feeling im more messing around than helping so that's why id be not around there... but knowing my mom was on point to prep to peel some potatoes, i asked her, my voice trembling, i did stutter... woe, now it feels like that kind of dream i have during the night in which i actually do something fr, and not just staying in vain 😭🥲 in my room...

Now when ill feel the taste of the mashed potatoes ill remember this... she did take the last potatoe to peel tho, im kinda slow...

Thank you, goddess... you're my motivation to wanna be & be better, cs i really wanna a real strong connection with you, mother 'Estia... so im so happy to help around... just more courage would be fine...

I feel like a child... amd im freakin' 24 yo 🥺 ...

How would it feel to you, guys* ?

Lol, totally not first time peeling potatoes, but 1st time with her in my mind, my goddess momma 💖

The middle picture been in my mind...

love her in that reeeedd

...

Now after the peeling, first time no fingers hurt, not in the slightest... ^^ & i see a post on the climate change... narrative

Didnt feel like sharing the name of the guy would be okay, but he's basicly a hellenistic priest ...

Also wouldnt share my name, cs i dont need unwanted friend requests, wanna keep it as much as i can minimal on my new account, lol...

Ah.. the smell of the potatoes🥰 gotta be one of my fav, im serious ^*^ ...

[elliehdzg]

Things are changing

Dear Blog,

the date is May 17th, 2023 and the time is 1:35AM. It’s been 16 days since I last wrote in here (doesn't feel like it). 

Since my last post, I went to Mexico to visit my mom for 3 days with my siblings as a gift for mothers day, she loved it. She got to meet her granddaughter and we made lots of new memories so it was a good time. I definitely needed that recharge so I’m glad I took some time off from work and everything in my head. I gained three pounds in Mexico but finally lost it since I got back! I’m at my new lowest weight currently; 158. I’m so happy to be making progress with my health and weight. 

Something that I think has been helping me a lot lately is carting at work. Not a lot of people want to do it and much less girls so there's only me and one more girl who actually do it. Ever since I started doing carts constantly I have noticed I lose weight faster so I’m motivated to keep going. I’ve gained some muscle in  my arms too! physically I’m feeling like I’m seeing a lot of progress for sure. 

Mentally though....

I’m feeling a little better from the tough break up. I finally got the courage to delete the hidden pictures of him and a voicemail he had sent to me a while back. I have no more reminders of him in my phone. I got my instagram back and unfollowed anyone who was associated with him. I deleted the numbers of the people who are also associated with him. It's a total cleanse from him and I think it's what I need right now. Sometimes I miss him, especially at night when I’m alone but then I remind myself he’s not the same person I fell in love with so this had to come to an end. I might not feel 100% from what happened yet but I will eventually. Changes are coming because I don’t want to suffer mentally anymore. 

I DESERVE LOVE & TO BE LOVED THE RIGHT WAY. 

Slowly but surely I’m making progress to feeling better both mentally and physically. I will get back to my normal self because momma didn't raise no bitchhhhhhh. 

So yeah not much for new updates but I felt like letting some steam out. I’m so thankful for this blog. Finito @ 1:48am.

[dr-asmapoetry]

Dear Momma (you’re in my heart, forever)

I finally have the courage to write this:

I lost you more than a year ago

But it feels like it’s been decades since I last saw you, heard your voice

The giggles we shared and our inside jokes is what I miss the most

Every time I put my hair up in a style that you used to braid your hair, I’m reminded of you

I miss you during times when I’m happy, sad, angry, calm; I miss you regardless of what I feel

When you left us, I was at loss of words

I was searching for the intense love and care that you had pampered me with never to find it anywhere

Your love spoilt me but also made me to love and value myself more than anything else in the world

But I wonder will I ever be able to love myself the way you loved me

There never was any love that could overwrite the love you had for me; never shall be

Perhaps the love that I was looking for can never be found and I’m at peace

I’m grateful that you visit me in my dreams to envelope me in warmth and plant pecks

Am I selfish to miss your love more than anything else

I can not only say that you’re the best mom in the world but that there never was and never will be a mother like you in the universe

The way you called me with several nicknames to cheer me up when I’m sad

I miss every word that you said, your beautiful smile I yearn to see

I might cry a million tears but I recall your words “silly gal, why do you cry”

I value your words and I’m gonna try my best to follow them

Your patience and altruism made us fall in love with you all over again and again

You didn’t need words to express how much we meant to you

Your silence spoke words that we all heard and understood

You taught me to be kind and patient and I am trying, momma

Your words etched in my heart; “Allah is watching; always do good, expect nothing in return”

Everything’s changed since you left; the moments I hoped you’d be elated to be a part of

Somehow I feel you watch me from above and are smiling for every step I take to move forward in life

I regret the moments I might have been away from you; I know I’ll never get you back

But I promise I’ll meet you someday where we shall sit down and have endless conversations

All I wish to see is your smiling face with so much adoration in your eyes

I’m at peace ❤️

Love,

Baba, Bhaiyya, and Asma

[curlynye-blog]

Art or Trauma Porn?

Professor made a good point in communicating about the difference between a work of art and trauma porn, and how the effects of these triggering images can take a toll on our minds. Looking at the works we overviewed like Suicide at Sunset, The Girl With Gifts, and more, it's really striking to me the contrasts of the work, from enslaved people to civil rights to even vampires and ghosts. But beyond the crazy contrasts, there also was a focus on the theme of racism that really connected these works not only together, but also connected the works to horror. The horror of grief found in Please Momma where I can't imagine how one processes grief, especially to the point where it's a child and a mother. I haven't lost someone close to me since I was young and the way of processing those emotions and even just going through the emotions seemed like a distant memory in a way where I feel detached from the emotions one might feel about it. Even the woman who decided to write a book, I'm not sure I would have the strength non the less the courage of being able to do that. I would probably react similarly to the way the mother reacted in this short story, throwing fits, isolating myself, and being delusional! While I may react that way, I don’t condone the mother's treatment of the other daughter, if anything, some mothers tend to become overprotective and more loving on the only child they do have left. The second theme similar to grief was a loss, the loss of our culture, lives, identity, and history. I mentioned this in my lecture reflection but the thing that stood out the most to me in Devil in America was when Professor Due mentioned how the main protagonist didn't understand how to use her ancestral powers, It really ties into the themes of racism and isolation because even nowadays African Americans are separated from our culture and identity. it stood out to me so much because it made me curious about how our lives could be different. Or even the powers we may possess but do not know. And how isolating those feelings are, it's like retribution and revenge are so close at your fingertips, and then it's gone. That's the real horror, helplessness. But otherwise, I had a really enjoyable time reading the large variety and watching the short films showcased in class!

[messers-moony]

Babies | J.P

Paring: James Potter X Wife!Reader

Summary: James really doesn’t want his babies to leave.

“Leia! Harry! Come on!”

Two heavy steps of footsteps thundered down the steps and leaving a set of twins in front of their mother. Their beautiful crooked smiles and gleaming bright eyes. They were so perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, hearts of gold, the both of them. 

Y/n knelt to their level, cupping Leia’s cheeks, “Merlin, you both look like your father.”

“You say that all the time.” They groaned, and she just smiled, “Because I love you and your father very much.”

Harry looked crestfallen, “Where is dad?”

“I’m sure he’ll be here soon.”

“But he’s gonna miss on going on the train!”

Y/n smiled gently and pushed his hair away from his forehead, “James wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

“Now, what house do you think you’ll be in?”

Leia smiled, “Hufflepuff!”

“And you, Harry?”

“I dunno.” Harry looked down at his feet, “I don’t wanna be in Slytherin, though.”

“Why, honey?” Y/n asked looking at her nervous son. 

“Dad always says they’re evil.” 

She scoffed and cupped his cheeks, “You, my love, are not evil even if you get in Slytherin, and they aren’t evil. Your father is an idiot.”

Both children chuckled, “He really is. Every house is amazing in its own way. Slytherins are ambitious and resourceful. Those are two beneficial skills. Gryffindors have chivalry and are super courageous. Hufflepuff’s are loyal and patient. Ravenclaws are creative and imaginative.” 

“You two are my children no matter what, okay? Even if you get in Slytherin.”

Leia and Harry hugged her tightly. It hurt that Harry felt prejudiced towards the Slytherin house just because of James’ history with them. In a way, she hoped that one of them did get into Slytherin. Slytherins were clever and witty. Y/n didn’t want to let her children go though, all she wanted to do was snuggle them like newborns again. 

Harry and Leia both had their things packed as they made their way to King’s Cross for their first year at Hogwarts. When they had gotten to the platform, James still hadn’t shown up, and it was dampening the kids’ moods. Especially Harry, who was definitely a daddy’s boy. It was just nearing eleven when an out of breath, James arrived with flowers in his hand and a gorgeous white owl. 

“I’m- I’m sorry I’m late.” He huffed, “But I had to get you these things for you.”

James smiled sheepishly, handing the flowers to Leia and the owl to Harry, “I'm sorry I got here a little late.”

Leia smiled and hugged him tightly, Harry doing the same. James had tears in his eyes. He really didn’t want to let them go. It seemed like just yesterday that Harry was crying in his crib because he wanted to be held, and Y/n was too tired to leave bed to take care of him. 

The wails were deafening. They were only a month old, but they were such a handful. It was late at night, and Y/n had finally fallen asleep after taking care of Leia. James struggled to stay awake, but he had to do it. Y/n was constantly tossing and turning, trying to ignore it, hoping that James would take care of it. 

Gently James kissed her forehead, “Get some sleep, love. I’ll take care of him.”

“Thank you.” It was murmured and barely heard, but he smiled gently. 

James turned over and placed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He moved the comforter off him before leaving the room quietly. Inside the nursery, Harry was wailing loudly, and it made James’ head pound. Regardless, James picked Harry up, placing his head on his shoulder. He sat on the rocking chair in the nursery, holding his son close to him. 

“You’re okay, bud.” James cooed, “C’mom, it’s okay. You have to be quiet for momma. She’s trying so hard to sleep, ya know?”

“Momma loves you, baby, but she also needs sleep. She spends all her time with you little rascals because I’m at work.” Harry’s cries calmed slightly by hearing James’ voice, “I love you, you know? You’re gonna end up just like me, I can tell already. You’re our little trouble maker, aren’t you?”

He smiled, “Yeah? You gonna find yourself a Padfoot and a Moony to fool around with? Make dad proud?”

James nuzzled his nose with Harry’s, “I love you, baby. Love you so much.”

Harry was finally quiet after calming from his father's voice. James held Harry securely as they both ended up falling asleep together. Leia was always calm and slept through most nights, but Harry always had difficulty. Y/n could remember seeing them together the following day, knowing she’d have two idiots to look after.

“Bye Harry! Bye Leia! We love you!”

“We love you too, mum and dad!”

James had tears streaking his cheeks, silver trails along the flushed skin as the train departed. Y/n smiled and kissed his cheek. She stood in front of him, wiping away the ghost trails of tears. James smiled sweetly at her. 

“You think he’ll cause mischief like me?”

Y/n snorted, “I know he will.”

[pansyslut]

your three girls

reader x pansy x hermione x ginny

a/n - part 2 of truth or dare but can be read as a stand alone. i hope this isn’t too confusing because it’s really hard writing for four people. i’m sorry if this is like really bad but four people is really hard

warnings: hella smut, foursome, alcohol, face riding, mutual masterbation, humping, slight mommy kink, degration, praise, thigh riding

requested part two - @cherrysandwiine

the party was in full swing as students from various houses drink away their sorrows or jug in victory. “do you really think she would be down to join us,” pansy asks looking over at you. looking back to hermione, you, ginny, and pansy study the girl sitting far away from you.

with liquid courage running through your vains, you stand up and make your way over to her. plopping down on the couch next to her, you throw your legs into her lap. “hi ‘mione,” you say dragging out her name. she studies you for a moment and grins, “y/n i know you’re a horny drunk,” she says pausing to laugh, “but i’ve told you i’m not fucking you when you’re intoxicated. as tempting as you look,” she says mumbling the last part under her breath.

you nod in understanding. that was part of the reason you had trusted hermione in the first place. she was the first girl you had ever experimented with and you never doubted her being your first. you liked how uptight she was until you were behind closed doors. as much as she’d like to believe otherwise, she was practically putty in your hands. she always craved your touch whether it be in pent up arousal or just needing to be comforted by a friend.

taking a piece of her hair and twirling it with your fingers, you lean up close to her ear and place a kiss on her neck. “i’ve missed you, ‘mione. you’re making this extremely hard with the way you look tonight. let me make you feel better” you say with an innocent tone. you can see the wheels turning in her head, wanting so badly to say yes.

she lets out a huff and lays her head in the crook of your neck. “i’ve missed you too, y/n. i’ve been meaning to talk to you actually. rumor has it that you’re dating parkinson,” she says with a slight bitter tone. letting out a laugh, “funny you should mention it, i’ve been meaning to talk to you about it too. and it’s not just pansy- i’m seeing ginny too. we’re all together. we were all actually sorta thinking that... you know... you would like to join us one night?”

a small smirk makes it’s way across her face. “i would love to y/n,” she says placing a kiss below your ear. letting out a huff, you feel the anxious feeling leave your body. hermione always was good at making you feel at ease with her. you only hoped that your girls would feel the same way about her.

you spend the rest of the night chatting with her and catching up. ever since the night you, pansy, and ginny slept together pansy’s possessiveness kicked in and was worried about you and hermiones relationship. of course, she knew you would never cheat but you respected and understood her boundaries nonetheless.

being with ginny and pansy was a different feeling than when you were with hermione. hermione felt like comfort and easy, but with ginny and pansy you were constantly on your toes. you loved how unpredictable you felt when you three were together. although it wasn’t as serious yet, you would never do anything to intentionally hurt either of your girls. that’s why you were shocked when they brought up inviting hermione for a night when your were all laying in bed.

you all had laid down your rules and boundaries making sure that all three of you were comfortable. now a few days later, you lay in bed with ginny and pansy on each of your sides while surfing the tv. hearing a soft knock, the three of your heads shoot up and ginny being closest to the door, opens it to reveal hermione.

“um hey,” she says shuffling her feet with her eyes glued to the floor. a part of you wanted to let out a laugh at the gryfindor girls newfound shyness but you didn’t want to make her more anxious than she already seemed to be.

“you can come lay with us,” pansy says speaking up. “we were just about to watch our baking show. miss y/n over here,” she says poking your side, “is convinced she’s going to suddenly become some hardcore soccer mom when we have kids and whip out all her hidden skills she seems so keen on having,” pansy jokes lightheartedly, trying to ease the tension.

you shake your head at her jabs at you, “well ‘mione has said my baking tastes exquisite- thank you very much.” you feel the bed dip beside you as hermione and ginny join you as you spend a moment intertwining the four of you, making a mess of limbs tied together. “actually y/n,” hermione joins in, “i was only saying that to be nice. i fed the rest to ronald- merlin knows that boy will eat anything.”

scoffing, “i cannot believe the three of you,” you say shaking your head at them. “just you wait ‘til i end up on master chef, just you wait.”

your laughter seems to die down after that as you all lay in each other’s embrace, cuddled together closely. leaning to your other side, you nudge yourself into ‘miones shoulder and start plastering kisses down her neck and upper breasts. you already feel her breathing increasing, coming out short in anticipation. you take notice that ginny has also start sucking on her other nipple with ‘miones fingers clutched in her hair.

sitting up to straddle her, pansy scotches closer to the side you had left as you grab her hands and place them on your waist. lifting your shirt off, you keep her hands on your waist as you swivel your hips seductively. running your own hands down your body making a show out of it, you grip your breasts while fasting your pace on her center. you swore you could almost feel both of your pussys pulsing against one another between both of your shorts.

the three of you lay around hermione almost bending to her will, trying to shower her with pleasure. kissing your way down her stomach and pause with your lips on her center while looking up at her with a smirk. the look in her eyes were silently begging and even though you knew you wouldn’t get a verbal plead from her, you took what you got.

kissing more up her thighs, you slide off her panties and throw it across the room. running your tongue along her lower lips, you feel her fingers slide through your hair while slightly tugging your head further down.

parting her lips with your tongue, you hear pansy whisper in her ear “beg for y/n. beg for her tongue and show her how eager you are for her. go on, bun.” you knew what pansy’s praising was doing to her. her thighs clench around your head as she lets out a long whine. “please, y/n i need to cum so bad. i- i missed your tongue so much baby.”

“sit on my face,” you say looking up at her. your three girls all have a shocked look but ginny starts manhandling hermione into the new position nonetheless. now, you lay on with your head pressed against pansy’s upper thighs, laying down on her with hermione hovering over you while facing the opposite direction in a heated make out with ginny.

ginnys hands guide hermione to sit on you as you clutch her thighs and dig your tongue into her instantly. the room is immediately filled with all of your moans as mione sits on your face, ginny sits atop of your center grinding against you, and pansy starts toying with her own clit.

part of you felt so overwhelmed but the other felt like nothing than ever before. you felt a sense of euphoria coursing your body with every sense heightened. your tongue slows down accidentally as ginny starts quite literally jumping on you, begging for friction.

hermione has none of this as she just shoves her ass further in your face. letting go of one of her thighs, you reach around to pansy and kneed one of her breasts, wanting to give her more attention. patting hermiones thigh, she looks down at you in questioning but you grab her hips and force her to sit now facing pansy.

shoving your face back into her heat, pansy and hermione are now fully making out as mione fingers her slowly. hearing pansy let out a loud moan, “fuck baby ride mommies face just like that. our little cum slut, aren’t you?”

slurping up all of her juices, you fasten your pace as you feel all four of you reaching your climaxes together. ginny bounces on you while mione rides your face and fucks pansy with her fingers.

“fuck gin, hump mommas pussy. you look so good, bunny,” you hear pansy praise from behind you. letting out a loud moan, hermione feels you vibrate under her, sending her over the edge along with you.

after feeling hermione slump against you and sluggishly pull off, pansy and ginnys moans join in and you knew your two girls were cumming. looking up to ginny, you see her face scrunched up as she’s now riding your thigh and pansy thrashes her hips off hermiones hand.

“hump my hand, pans. fuck- you look so hot,” hermione speaks up, praising pansy’s before she slows down her movements to a stop. you all lay there for a long moment as your bodies buzz highly. finally, the four of you crash into the pillows and nuzzle into each other’s touch while trying to catch your breath. even though your climax has now come and gone, you lay there with a small grin thinking about how right it felt. you and your girls laying together, cuddling while murmuring sweet things as each of you drift in and out of consciousness.

“we definitely need to do that again,” ginny says practically speaking each of your thoughts. you all break out in sleepy giggles and nod as hermione places a kiss on your shoulder. “definitely.”

[upindreamland]

Mother’s Day - Jonah Marais

Jonah Marais x fem!reader (she/her pronouns) oneshot

Summary: Husband!Jonah and your kids surprise you on Mother’s Day. What I imagine Mother’s Day with him would be like (fluff)

Warnings: Cursing (not really). Fluff and Jonah being really in love. (Let me know if I missed anything)

Y/C/E: Your color eyes Y/F/M: Your favorite movie

Italics: Flashback

AN: MY SECOND POST!!! When you’re done reading come and talk to me if you want!! Please enjoy!

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Jonah’s POV

Waking up next to my beautiful sleeping wife, I can’t help but smile. It only grows bigger when I realize what today is. It’s Saturday and today’s Mother’s Day. Y/N and I have four kids together and another one on the way. Our oldest Benjamin, or Ben, is seven years old. Next is Andrew who is five years old. The two youngest kids are twins Hayden and Amanda. They are only one years old. The little pea my wife is carrying has only been there for six weeks.

When I first met Y/N, I knew she was the one. We met at a movie theater. I was walking out of the bathroom looking for my band mates when I ran into something, better yet, someone. Popcorn flew all around us, and when I looked up, I swear my heart stopped for a second. Y/N was the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. I could get lost in her Y/C/E eyes if given the chance.

When I snapped out of my gaze, I started to apologize. Smiling, she told me that it was alright.

“It’s alright, it’s not like everyday I bump into a handsome stranger.”

Blushing, I quickly responded with:

“You’re right. I can’t believe I just ran into a literal goddess. You know what would make this even better?” I say gathering up courage to ask for her phone number.

“No… what is it?” She asked, eyeing me slightly.

“Your phone number….”

Needless to say, it worked out perfectly. I asked her out, and six years later we got married. Now we have this incredible family.

Quickly getting out of bed, but making sure I didn’t wake up Y/N, I walked over to each of our children’s rooms. Waking them up with the same phrase:

“Wake up bubs, we have to go make mama’s breakfast. It’s Mother’s Day.”

Going downstairs, I strap the twins into their seats so they can watch me and their big brothers work. Halfway through making Y/N’s favorite breakfast meal, I get a text. Before I even see the screen I know it’s my wife.

After finishing up Y/N’s breakfast and putting it on a tray for breakfast in bed, I go to grab her gift. I also tell the kids to get their presents for her. When we have everything we need, we head upstairs. Like I told her to do, Y/N is asleep snuggling my pillow. Softly shaking her, her eyes start to open.

Y/N’s POV

Feeling someone softly shake me, I slowly open my eyes. In front of me are my three boys, daughter, and husband. A smile quickly appears on my face. Sitting up and leaning against the headboard I ask:

“Hello my loves. What is all of this?”

They all break into a smile. As if they’re one person, they say in sync:

“Happy Mother’s Day!”

Jonah’s POV

Seeing Y/N’s eyes light up when she looks at us, makes my heart swell. She loves all of us so much and will do anything for us.

Walking over to her, I put the tray of food on her lap.

“We made you your favorite breakfast and we each have gifts to give you after we watch a movie together while you eat.” I inform her. Leaning over to kiss her, I can’t help but smile. After all of these years her kisses still make me have butterflies in my stomach.

She nods and I beckon the kids over to the bed. Putting on Y/F/M, we all snuggle together while she eats her breakfast.

*after the movie is done*

“Alright kids let’s give momma her presents. Like always, the youngest goes first.” I excitedly tell our kids.

Amanda gives Y/N a little drawing with her handprints that she probably did at school.

Hayden gives her a rock that has a face, clothes and hair.

Andrew gives Y/N a tiny jar with positive words that describe her.

Ben gives her a photo album full of his favorite images.

After each gift, Y/N gives each kid a kiss on the cheek. Thanking them, she pulls them into a group hug. Squealing they hug back. When they let go she turns to me.

“And what about you mister?” She teasingly asks.

Laughing, I pick up a basket full of things Y/N loves. Giving it to her, I wonder how it’s even possible that her smile gets bigger. Looking through everything, she puts the gift with the other ones and pulls me in for a kiss. It’s passionate and lovely until we have to pull away hearing our kids fake gagging. Y/N not being able to hold in her giggle let’s it out.

“Sorry kiddos. I just love your daddy very much. Thank you for such an amazing surprise.” She exclaims happily.

“Oh there’s more to come honey. It’s only the morning. Come on let’s go get ready so we can go to the next surprise.”

The expression on her face makes me chuckle. I couldn’t be happier with my wife and kids. This is exactly how I want to spend the rest of my life. I can’t describe the emotion I’m feeling, but I know I love my family so fucking much.

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jonahmarais: Happy Mother's Day to Y/N and all of the amazing mothers out there. All you mothers are such incredible and strong women. Y/N thank you so much for giving me such a wonderful family. I couldn't ask for anything better. I love you so much. Hope you all have a great day!

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yourinstagram: Thank you so much baby! I love you. You are the best husband ever!

corbynbesson: Awww, you guys are so cute. Happy Mother’s Day Y/N!!

jonah_yn_lover: Ahhhhh!!! Omg the content we fucking deserve. Did Amanda make this? Y'all are just so cute.

↳ yourinstagram: jonah_yn_lover yes she did! I think she made it at school

seaveydaniel: You're making me want to have a child of my own. I don't know how you guys handle four and one more coming 😫

jackaverymusic: Lav misses you guys. Especially Amanda. Btw Lav says hi. She literally started smiling when I showed her this post

↳ yourinstagram: jackaverymusic AWWWW Amanda says hi too ☺️

imzachherron: HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY BEST FRIEND!!! Okay sorry for yelling. I'm just very excited for no reason at all.

_limelight_fan: Ahh it's so weird to see Jonah as a dad of almost five. He was just a little baby a couple of years ago. I'm going to cry

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yourinstagram: I have such a wonderful family. Thank you to Jonah and my kids for making this day extra special. Thanks all of you for the wishes. I got some amazing gifts from my four children and husband. This is just one of them Love you all!

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jonah_yn_lover: I'm so jealous. You have such a great family. I love you both so much. Have a great day Y/N.

jonahmarais: I love you too baby. It's the least that I can do to thank you for pushing four kids out of you and one more to come.

imzachherron: Those are some pretty flowers… but not as cute as my niece and nephews

seaveydaniel: Y/N can I come over and play with my niece and nephews? I also want to wish you a happy Mother's Day in person.

↳ yourinstagram: seaveydaniel of course. They want to see you too.

↳ jackaverymusic: yourinstagram seaveydaniel I'm coming too. Daniel might need some help watching them. Plus they're all so cute and squishable.

↳ _limelight_fan: seaveydaniel I love how cute and supportive the boys comments are. Hope you have a wonderful Mother's Day today Y/N. You deserve it.

corbynbesson: Dang it Jonah you beat me. I wanted to comment before you did. Oh never mind. All I can see is flowers but I can feel the love through the screen. Love you both.

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AN: THE END!! I hope you enjoyed. If you can’t tell I have a little bit of an obsession with fake Instagram posts lol. More posts to come. If you have any requests feel free to let me know!! Have a great day.

-Kara (upindreamland)

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cause everyone and their momma ask for yeji and ryujin, could you write a jisu fluff? something like jisu seeing reader at first glance at a big lecture hall and immediately falls in love. but reader at the time was dating chaeryeong or yuna, later breaking up cause of differences in the relationship so jisu manages to get the courage to take you out on a friendly date :)

pairing: lia x female!reader (chaeryeong mentioned)

summary: almost dozing off on some boring lecture that she didn’t even tried to keep in mind the name of it, lia dreamed about to finally leave and head back home. rushing to leave the auditorium, lia finally was in the hall, stretching, when someone caught her eye.

warnings: none

genre: fluff

a/n: yesss lia appreciation hours! but not the momma part in the request lmao 💀💀

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Yawning, Lia visibly showed her boredom on the lecture, which she not even tried to cover up. Counting minutes until the lecture was over, she stared at the clock, when someone of the students would write something down, others would sleeping, as their hands hold their heads.

“…Thank you all for being a great listeners.” it was something that brought Lia back, making her immediately pack her bag and finally leave the auditorium. Stretching, she yawned again, when she saw someone that caught her attention.

It was someone she knew, Lee Chaeryeong standing in the hall, but someone Lia was interested in was you, holding hands with Chaeryeong. Lia witnessed how you placed a kiss on your girlfriend’s lips, and she immediately faced away, blushing.

She could feel her heart beating faster than it should be, but also feeling something else that definitely disturbed her. Was she disappointed that you had a girlfriend?

Shaking her head, Lia shrugged off these thoughts, convincing that love at the first sight is impossible. She walked away, looking at the time, making sure she’s not late for the next lecture.

Ironically, Lia encountered you way more than before, after falling in love with you seeing you in the hall with Chaeryeong. You would wave her whenever you saw her too, making Lia wave back, and trying not to blush too much. You haven’t even tried to talk with her, either did Lia. She would also always see you with your girlfriend in the hall, before the day she saw you without Chaeryeong.

It was a perfect chance to finally to talk with you, gathering up all her courage, Lia went to you. You turned your head as you saw someone approaching you, when you saw that girl who you waved at almost for a month.

“Hii!” you said, waving at her, when Lia smiled charmingly, making you blush a little. “Hi! Do you…” she was about to ask you if you knew her, but you cut her off. “…Know you? Yeah, Chaeryeong told me about you before!” you said, smiling even more, making Lia smile too.

Even though, she didn’t noticed your girlfriend with you, so she wanted to ask you about that. “About her…” Lia started, not knowing exactly how to ask that question properly. Already knew what she’s going to ask, you replied. “Oh, she said that she fell in love with someone else. And my feelings for her are not as strong anymore as it used to be.”

Wanting to comfort you, Lia rubbed your shoulder, smiling softly in a sorry way, but you just waved it off. “So, you wanted something?” you asked, returning Lia back to reality. “Oh, yeah actually… I… Uhm…” she stuttered, before she took a deep breath before saying. “Do you want to hang out sometime? Not today though, if you’re still…”

“Sure! I’m glad to.”

Lia smiled widely, nodding before she gave you her number, as she said she need to go back to her lectures.

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juuust an idea but i think we said that in omega trauma, max wouldn‘t talk much with the others for a whole while or pretty much not at all? cause he only ever interacted with the alphas who bred him, and his pups ofc so naturally he doesn’t really know how to and is also rather scared. so seb is the only one who he sometimes talks to a bit, but with the others he only ever nods or shakes his head if at all.

so everyone is kind of just on a mission to coax max into talking with them or at least just get him to react, to let him know it‘s okay to interact with them and that they want that! so whenever max is around they‘d start to talk about whatever really in the hopes that max would join the conversation and while max does know it‘s only meant to be nice, it also overwhelms him a lot? like it just makes him feel even more pressured to say something when he already doesn’t know what.

and to everyone‘s surprise it‘s charles who gets him to react to anyone other than seb (or safe for a few purrs for lando) first cause charles, uncharacteristically, doesn‘t try to talk to max? like he‘ll just fall down next to max and his pups on the sofa and nuzzle him carefully but he doesn‘t say anything, just sits there with him and maybe shows him something on his phone but that‘s it. and one day max just suddenly quietly remarks about something that happens in the video with a smile because it’s so much easier to get the courage to say something when he isn’t expected to. and charles doesn‘t even notice in the first moment in typical charles fashion, but then when he does he supper giddily runs to seb to tell him and max definitely finds it amusing and sweet sjfjdkjfbndlsl

i‘d also say kimi would be a close second because he naturally doesn’t say much lol but he‘s an alpha so max would be more vary of him

Ohh I love that!!

The pack wants Max to feel comfortable and the talking could be a first stuff so they try to include hin in conversation as much as possible but Max struggles with that a lot because he thinks his voice shouldn't matter. Hw just stresses about what to say and ends up only nodding or shaking his head...

He does talk to seb sometimes, and Lando gets little purrs, and the kids obviously have their momma talking to them a lot and purring constantly! But besides that, Max is hesitant and unsure most of the time.

Charles and his lack of understanding for personal space just always cosying up eith Max but he doesn't say that much, just let's Max watch videos over his shoulders and occasionally purrs a bit

Maybe he shows Max a cat video one day and Max just quietly says he likes cats, and that Charles reminds him of one, nd Charles just chuckles a bit and continues scrolling and athen only realises Max spoke about 5 min later sjxjdkdk

Pls he would Rush over to seb immediately and be so giddy and Max is just soft for the idiot!

Kimi is definitely one of th3 first Alphas, besides Dan maybe, who Max initiates conversation with! Just very shyly but he knows Kimi is always very steady and his reactions never surprise or bamboozle Max.

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AFTERTASTE PART SEVEN

Pairing: Archie Andrews X Reader

Summary: In which two best friends since childhood test whether sex and friendship can co-exist without causing conflict. Including OC's Flick and Cherry, a bisexual and lesbian in a sapphic relationship who are best friends of Y/N.

Song: Dream Boy by Waterparks

Warnings: swearing

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Y/F and Y/M Robins were far from perfect parents. Y/F had the mental age of a toddler at times, and being an estate agent who always has to go the extra mile- he often wasn't home when his wife needed him the most. Y/M, on the other end of things, had been a stay at home mum until Y/N turned 16 last summer, and now she helped with all the administrative work for Mayor McCoy. She was a maternal creature which, coupled with her brilliant sarcasm, made for some explosive conversations. The two met on the first day of university and got married a week after the last.

When Y/M first found out she was pregnant with little Y/S Robins, the two realised they wanted a quiet bubble of a town to raise their children and grow up with them. But it wasn't until their second daughter was about to turn seven until they found their forever home in the quaint town of Riverdale. Ten years passing before their eyes, and the picturesque place didn't seen all that anymore.

Jason Blossom's death had nothing to do with the short gunshot sounding over the waves of Sweetwater River, the noise which woke Y/N from her sweet unmemorable dreams every few nights. The summer days rolled into early August without anyone caring, Y/N spending most of them at Cheryl's side listening intently to her past adventures with her brother. Betty threw herself into an internship at a publication house; Flick and Cherry had volunteered at a summer camp, and Archie was helping his dad out more and more with constructions job.

Although it hadn't been the start to the relationship Y/N had hoped for- the nervous giggles and hand holding, short and sweet kisses on late night walks followed by poetry worthy cuddling. There was a magnificent silver lining as Archie's muscles gained definition, and he suited the sweaty builder look far too well.

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"Earth to my gorgeous queen? Y/N/N?" Cheryl quizzed her friend, who currently resided at the poolside of Thornehill Manor. Her mind was off on a glorious tangent about her rendezvous in the kitchen at two in the morning. Fixing herself a glass of water, when Archie slips his hand into her pyjama shorts, his other around her mouth muffling her needy moans.

The red headed beauty shoved her y/h/c friend playfully, warm skin sweaty under her pale touch. Y/N blinked innocently and sent her an apologetic smile, "What?"

"I asked if you've thought about dating anyone else since Clayton?" The fiery ginger girl enquired with her usual upbeat tone.

Cheryl knew she had a unique quality about her which made it almost impossible for Y/N to lie to her face. The y/h/c girl scrunched up her nose, hiding the smile the idea of Archie Andrews brought to her face. 'Yes. We started off as fuck buddies but never actually fucked. Then I drunkenly asked him to be my boyfriend, now a month later I think we may genuinely work out.'

"Maybe." Y/N bit her bottom lip, listening to her friend's squeal as she squeezed her sun tanned arm.

"I knew it! You have this euphoric glow you only get when someone else makes you climax." The redhead affirmed confidently, watching the Robins girl's eyes bug out before hitting her arm, "Y/N/N, you know your secret's safe with me."

"Fine." She sighed and took a sip of her fruity cocktail, "It started off as just fooling around, honestly I just needed to let off some steam after everything. I knew he was into the kinds of things I was, I mean he used to tease me about it non stop. And it was good, so good I stopped being a pussy and asked him to be my boyfriend."

"Holy freaking hell!" The Blossom girl grinned with excitement, "Dare I ask, who is it?"

Y/N deadpanned at her friend, "Guess."

"Please don't tell me it's that muscular oaf Reggie, he's pretty but there's not exactly much going on upstairs." Cheryl tapped her temples and rolled her eyes at the thought.

"Nope."

The ginger thought for a moment, consulting her liquid courage and splashing her feet around the waters edge, "It's Archie."

All it took was a side-eyed glance at the y/h/c girl's blooming rosy cheeks to know she definitely wasn't wrong. Y/N severely lacked the ability to lie, even if her tone held conviction, her features were far too expressive and told the truth all on their own. It's not like they were hiding it from anyone, but the past four weeks had gone far too quickly without any moments to spare for the world around them. They slept together each night, the majority of that time not actually spent sleeping, but they hadn't been given the chance yet to explore more romantic avenues.

"It's fucking Archie Andrews- you're fucking Archie Andrews and don't you dare deny it." Cheryl gawked in her gorgeous white and nude bikini, watching as her friend lay back against the hot marble slabs which encased the large pool with the largest grin adorning her plump lips.

"We haven't had sex yet, so technically you aren't completely correct." Y/N winked but carried on before the girl exploded with a hundred questions and could never be turned off, "Trust me, I want to, and I'm sure he does too. But you know, it's his first time, I want it to be perfect for him."

"Y/N/N, you really love him, don't you?" Cheryl gagged to begin with, but she found it sweet in truth. She wanted someone to hold, who would hold her right back just as tight for no other reason than needing to.

Y/N sat back up and paddled her feet, "You have no idea, Cher."

Arch 🧡

That new post should be illegal

Tiger 💛

Ooo

I like this reaction

Maybe I should post more

Like this one

Cheryl pushed me in the pool

And I may have had a drink

Or three

Arch 🧡

Well that's sexy

I swear nobody looks good like that how on earth

You're a goddess

But also

How's she holding up?

Tiger 💛

🥺😇

Broken

But she's strong yk

You coming over for dinner?

Arch 🧡

Yeah Y/D invited my dad too

Need me to pick you up from Cheryl's?

Tiger 💛

Awe cute we love a bromance, and it's all good my mommas coming now anyways :))

Hours had elapsed far too fast and soon the summer heat simmered into cool waves of wind brushing over sun kissed skin. Cheryl's arms were clasped around the blonde's shoulders in a tight embrace.

"Thank you so much, Y/N/N, I don't know what I'd do without you!" The Blossom girl professed with sparkling eyes and a brilliant smile.

Y/N beamed up at her, fingers carding through her damp y/h/c hair as she looked over her shoulder to see her mum pulling into the driveway, "You don't need to thank me, Cher, friends look after each other. Message me if you need me, okay?"

Cheryl promised she would and the two teen girls hugged goodbye, with Y/N soon heading home- listening to her mother gossip about Hal and Alice's screaming match last night, Y/N loved her inability to keep her mouth shut sometimes.

"Mom," The y/h/c stopped her mid sentence and received a side eyed glance in response, "I need to tell you something and you're totally not allowed to freak out while you're driving."

Y/M's eyes widened and her grip tightened around the steering wheel, her daughters very rarely confided in her. While she knew her youngest was safe in her promiscuity, neither of Y/M Robins' girls ever shared their secrets so for the most part she took finding out into her own hands.

"Honey," The forty four year old's calm tone was hardly comforting to the teenager, "if this is about you and Archie fooling around, your father and I figured that out a long time ago, like so long ago. Who do you think does your laundry? When your underwear starting looking like dental floss, we caught on pretty quickly."

Y/N felt like a deer in headlights, "Mum, what the hell?" Her cheeks heated to an inhuman temperature.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, as long as you're being safe and he's-"

"For the second time today, and I can't believe I'm saying this to you, but I am not having sex with Archie Andrews!" Y/N's high pitched voice sounded through the car. It truly was a blessing and a curse to have such open minded parents in situations like this. She thought about telling her mother the truth, but Y/M was a blabber mouth as well as a gossip, so Y/N chose to withhold certain pieces of information.

The Robins matriarch dropped the subject but didn't forget about her daughter's tone, and continued to ramble on about how odd she found Penelope Blossom and the whole Blossom family in general. "Like why on Earth is Rose in a wooden wheelchair? They know it's the twenty first century, right?"

As expected, the Robins household was once again filled with warm laughter and copious amounts of food. The topic of Jason was skimmed over, and Y/S found herself away from the dinner table. The eldest Robins sibling was currently pleading with Alice as she began shoving all of Polly's belongings in the boot of Hal's car. She couldn't comprehend life without her best friend, not after losing Jason. They were meant to be going travelling together for a year- working the worst jobs and staying up all night to watch the sun rise in different countries. But instead, Y/S's eyes were blinded by tears as she screamed down the street at the speeding car, with Polly Cooper taken out of her life indefinitely.

Y/N was oblivious to the dark inner workings of the Cooper clan, Betty's knowledge about her and Archie unbeknownst to the loved up teens. She'd spent every second not occupied by her internship trying to justify the romantic act as a fleeting moment of loneliness fuelled by alcohol. She wrote in her diary ideas on how she could win Archie back over, not knowing it was in fact, too late. Betty found herself hopelessly in love with the boy next door, unfortunately for her, the girl across the road was the only one his mind found.

Archie and Y/N washed up while their parents resided to the living room with three glasses and a bottle of white wine. The short girl turned the tap off after placing the last utensil on the draining board, flicking her sudsy hands at the boy's face. "What the-"

She didn't give him a chance to finish that thought, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his torso- planting a kiss onto his lips, then cheeks, then forehead. The two fell entranced by each other, planting pecks across nape of her neck and top of his head.

"Son," Fred's voice called out from the next room and the two immediately pulled apart, hearts beating in their ears, "we're going in a minute."

"Alright." He replied, placing his girlfriend on the floor once more.

"I wish you'd stay." Y/N pouted childishly, she meant the words entirely but hated feeling overbearing. Her life had been turned upside down this summer, it started off with her unable to fall asleep with another person next to her- now Archie's chest was her most comfortable pillow and is arms were the warmest blanket.

"Tomorrow night instead, Princess? I promised my dad I'd spend more time with him before senior year." The boy reasoned, holding her close and unknowingly feeling the exact same way, he adored holding her by her waist and pulling her close under the duvet.

"Monopoly night at yours?" She grinned and he nodded back in reply, the two sharing a final kiss in the kitchen before walking into the hallway.

Y/N felt at ease as she wished the two a goodnight and headed up to bed. She took off her tea dress and replaced it with Archie's bulldog t-shirt, managing to reach the same length on her thighs as her dress did.

Arch 🧡

I can still smell your perfume on my sheets

Tiger 💛

Marking my territory obviously x

Arch 🧡

I love it

Hope you sleep well baby x

Tiger 💛

Call me that tomorrow and we won't be sleeping so you better rest up tonight x

Arch 🧡

Whatever you say, baby x

Tiger 💛

Goodnight x

Arch 🧡

Night princess x

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