#kimiko and jaela

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Conflict of Interest : Cold Blooded, Part 2

Characters: Jaela Abdi-Walker and Kimiko Amaya (TRR MC’s)

Word Count: ~5,500

Rating: PG

Warnings: None

Description: While Kimiko spends a day in luxury (glued to her phone), Liam’s final candidate for the open Royal Council seat has both him and Jaela up in arms, but for two entirely different reasons. 

Author Note: Welcome back to Cold Blooded after... forever. This is a crossover TRR AU (that takes place post STB-verse) with @trr-fangirl‘s and I’s MC’s, Jaela and Kimiko. Part One is on our blogs if you need to catch up. Otherwise, thank you for reading and please enjoy! Both of our Masterlists are link in our blogs headers. 

“Are you listening?”

Liam watched the incoming text messages flood his phone screen before locking it and turning his attention back to Jaela. “Of course, we were discussing all the candidates for our open Council seat.” He shot her a small smile, waiting for her attention to move elsewhere.

It didn’t.

“I can tell something else is bugging you, you know,” she said with narrowed eyes, coffee in hand. “Is it something at the palace?” She asked but he shook his head. It was Jaela’s idea to get him out of the palace and away from his usual routine. Brunch sounded like a nice idea and both their schedules were clear for the morning. But, these messages had nothing to do with his kingly duties— for once.

“It can wait, I assure you.” Jaela appeared ruffled, displeased with the shift of her shoulders. “Now, to our candidates.” He sat up in his chair and picked up a sheet of paperwork then handed it to her over the croissants and near empty plates, much laughter and talking-- and little work-- done over the first part of brunch.

She set down the coffee and stared down at the paper before taking it from him, frowning, “What’s this? I thought you brought the applications?”

Liam leaned back and grabbed his phone, lips quirked at the new message on there. “I’m not bringing confidential documents out of the palace, Jaela.” Jaela frowned deeper-- as he expected-- and he quickly texted back while Jaela scrutinized the six names on the list. “Besides, it’s brunch. I knew we wouldn’t get that much done, nor would you accept a stain on the applications.”

Jaela smirked at his all too accurate joke and met his eyes just as he sent off a message to…

“Kimiko…” she murmured, tapping the sheet. Liam gulped, adjusting his collar. Her emotions are clear as day, still, to him. He knows that tone. It’s unmistakable.

“Yes?” He said in his best attempt to mask his emotions around that name. He can’t tell her about Kimiko, not yet. If she found out…. “What about her? She’s a diplomat’s daughter, one of Cordonia’s most trusted, actually. One of my final six to fill the open seat.” Why am I worried if Jaela finds out? Wouldn’t she be happy for me? Focus, Liam.

“Just…” Jaela pushed hair over her shoulder, wrinkling her nose. The sun hits her cheeks just right, highlighter sparkling across the planes of them. Liam blinked, rapidly, and glanced away. “She’s the only one here not on mine.” As if Jaela expected this, she pulled out her own list, passing it to him. Indeed… all the same, except her.  Liam bit the inside of his cheek to hide the disappointment from her. Why did her opinion matter so much, still?

Jaela placed the list down and picked up her coffee, finishing it off, eyes still on Liam’s list before her. On the name flashing on his phone. “So, who is the diplomat?” She asked, her eyes still on the paper.

“Mr. Takashi Amaya. His wife is an esteemed lawyer in Japan.... My father worked with them occasionally before he stepped down.”

Jaela repressed a snort, but raised her eyebrows high, instead. Her opinion of his father didn’t change, he should have expected that. Probably not the best thing to first mention about her…. “Seems like you know a lot about her…?”

He shrugged, his eyes still glued to his phone. Kimiko. “Hm, I wouldn’t say that. We are talking about her parents who work for our country, are we not?”

Liam did not miss the dramatic roll of her eyes, or the frustration she exuded again. Well, what did she expect him to say? To offer? He had to keep neutral, emotionless in the matters of Kimiko.

Jaela sighed and finished the last bite of her food, meeting his eyes with a sip of her water, her mind filled with a million questions she wanted to say, wanted to ask, but knew it would be futile.

What was the point of asking him any more questions when he was going to dodge them all? There was something up. Liam couldn’t keep his eyes away from that phone, nor did she miss his controlled speech when he spoke about this Kimiko despite the slight flush to his cheek when she said her name. Just because he could smoothly deflect one minor question doesn’t mean he could for all of them. But she had to leave it at that. At least she had one idea of why she was on his list.

There was another reason, too, Jaela just knew. But for now...

“I’ll look into her application tonight but you should do the same for Brianna-- since you didn’t consider her either,” she muttered, standing up and smoothed down her skirt, flicking her gaze to him… Liam looking respectfully away, of course...and to his phone. Jaela ignored the flutter of a long distant pang and picked up the papers. “So, you’ll look into Brianna’s app?”

Liam looked up at her, lips tight, but a smile was there. So he wasn’t too annoyed. Or whatever. He was too easy and too hard to read all at once. “Yes, of course. The same for you to Kimiko’s application.”

“I’ll give it a through second look tonight, Liam,” she agreed, smiling as well. “I’ll see you at the meeting later and...” Jaela bit her tongue, resisting making a joke about whoever he was texting. Something told her it wouldn’t go over well. So, she gave his shoulder a squeeze instead and headed towards to front her car, she had a lot to go over before the meeting, Kimiko’s name burning on the page.

She had a feeling, that’s all. She couldn't tell if it was good or bad, either. Jaela hated those limbos-- the between. Lord knows her and Liam experienced enough of that, already.

*

“Oh, my gosh! This would look gorgeous on you, Kimiko!” The older woman, Avery, enthused from across the large, empty boutique. She rushed over to her younger sister and held up a bright pink floral dress. “Look!”

Her dark brown eyes flicked up from her phone-- I can’t wait to see you again-- for a split second before pulling out the lollipop in her mouth. “Oh, hell no,” she snapped then placed the candy back into her mouth and continued to tap the screen rapidly, heartbeat faster than her fingers. You have no idea how much I miss-- Ew no, don’t be clingy-- :) -- no, you’re not a child-- I can’t wait to see you too, Liam-- better. Good. Perfect.

“Oh, come on! It’s so pretty and I bet your little friend would love to see you in anything else than but black!” Avery whispered mischievously.

Kimiko ignored her sister’s comment but she couldn’t hide the heat that rose in her body as she thought about.... She cleared her throat and turned to her sister, a faint blush still on her cheeks. “I don’t want to wear a pink fucking dress, Avery!”

Avery rolled her eyes and tossed the dress into the nearby tailor’s face then shooed him away. “You’re so damn annoying! You need some color in your life… God, you’re so basic--”

“Will you shut the hell up already?!” Kimiko shouted, her eyes shooting daggers at her sister.

Avery threw her hands up into the air as she stalked off to the leather couch. “Fine! Don’t ask for my help if you’re just going to yell at me. You’re notorious for doing that shit.” She plopped onto the chair and kicked off her heels. But not even a moment later, a smirk appearing on Avery’s face. “Now, tell me about this girl you met at the club the other night.”

Of course. Avery would do anything to get her fill of gossip. It was her guilty pleasure, besides being an instigator. Kimiko raised an eyebrow and slid her phone into her back pocket, giving her sister the undivided attention she wanted from the start. Liam can surely wait. And I thought I was the clingy one…

“Oh… Her,” Kimiko mumbled, a flash of annoyance spreading across her features. Her face always told on her… no matter what emotion she was feeling. Everyone in the room knew.  

Avery snickered-- her tone mocking, “Aw, what did the big bad duchess do to you? It’s not often that little Kimi gets upset over some chick.”

“Well, that chick is the reason why my top smelled like whiskey!” She blurted while eyeing the jewelry section a little ways away from her. Her sister laughed again and Kimiko narrowed her eyes. “The hell is so funny?”

Avery flipped her hair, “You’re seriously still pissed about that... when that same woman holds your career in the palm of her hands? Tch, someone needs to get their priorities straight.” The smile on Avery’s lips spread wider when Kimiko didn’t respond. “Tell me I’m wrong. I dare you.”

Kimiko’s nostrils flared. “What are you trying to say?”

The older sibling shrugged, nonchalantly. Kimiko hated when she did that. Avery knew exactly where she was going with her little speech— she just wanted to be difficult. “I don’t know, Kimiko.”

“Whatever, Avery. I don’t have time for your stupid mind games. Besides, I’m pretty sure Daddy will raise hell if I’m not on that council. I’m not worried about her,” Kimiko said with a mischievous smile on her face as she finally made her way to the jewelry section.

Avery frowned and pursed her lips to keep from scoffing, “Using Father’s power, huh?”

“Well, you certainly don’t give a shit about him and your guess as to where our brother is as good as mine. So, why not use my daddy?” She asked, her black stiletto nails ran over the enclosed case of expensive necklaces and bracelets, eyes glittering as she studied each of them. A small, almost unnoticeable smile appeared on her lips when her sister didn’t come back with a witty retort.  

Avery ignored her sister’s dirty comment as she walked over to her. She leaned onto the case, her eyes burning with something more than just anger… Her eyes burned with resentment. And Kimiko knew all the reasons why.. Even if she continued to block them out. “He’s a shit person and you know it.”

Kimiko opened her mouth to reply, she still felt the need to protect him.. To protect her father. After everything he’s done for her in order for her to get this far in the political world… She felt obligated to. But the persistent vibration in her back pocket told her otherwise, she’d have to save that argument for another day. He wanted her attention. Her hand flew to her back pocket just as Avery looked over at her.

Avery looked at the phone in her hand and shook her head, “Can’t even hold a conversation.” She muttered before she called over an employee to open the enclosed case.

Despite the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes, Kimiko unlocked her phone and began to type right away, ignoring the world the best way she knew how to.

*

Jaela thumbed through the small stack of applications on her desk, skipping over some to get to what she was looking for. She stopped when she found her name and pulled it out. Leaning back in her chair, her eyes flew across the words, though she took moments to carefully scrutinize her qualifications and the apparent reasons Liam felt that she was right for the job. Reasons he wouldn’t elaborate on.

Jaela scribbled down notes as she read, biting the tip of her tongue. “Why does he want you so much…” she muttered as she read where she was from, how old she was, her experience, how long she lived in Cordonia and any given information about her time in Japan. There were no flaws in her application.... Not even one. This woman may have even been more capable than the candidate she picked. But... there was something still wrong.

Something that didn’t feel right about this applicant.

Kimiko Amaya...

She placed the application back into the stack and pulled out her keyboard, her fingers hovering over the keys, for what she didn’t know, after all, she did tell Liam she would do a thorough investigation, but there was a short knock on her office door that pulled her away from seeing that name before her eyes.

“Dinner?” Drake said, smiling, hot plate in his hand. Jaela smiled and stood up, greeting him with a kiss, taking the plate.

“Thank you for bringing me dinner,” she said. “I’ve gotta look into this… Kimiko Amaya… for a bit.” Drake raised an eyebrow and followed her to her desk, setting his hands on her shoulders, massaging them.

“You didn’t this afternoon?”

Jaela nodded, head falling back, looking up at her husband, plate set on the desk to the side, hands on his wrists. “Nah, too busy with the Council, bills and stuff to sign. But… I promised I’d give her another look, like Liam promised he’d look at my candidate.”

Drake offered a reassuring squeeze and leaned down, kissing her forehead. Her wore an odd expression, one she can’t read, but it didn’t matter. The chicken smells good. “Alright. Just don’t stay up too late, okay? I love how hard you work, but I love my wife more.”

She smiled, circling her thumbs over his skin. “I promise. You’ll get all the cuddles tonight.”

He smirked and ran his hand to the back of her neck. She shivered at his tender and tantalizing touch, biting her lower lip. He’s certainly tempting… but she needed to work for just a bit longer. “And more…?”

She rolled her eyes and smirked, kissing his palm, squeezing his hand. “I’m sure this can’t take too long, but if somebody is making me procrastinate…” She hinted with a pointed eyebrow raise, Drake shaking his head and chuckling.

“Alright, alright,” he said with one final kiss. “Don’t work too hard, Abdi. I’m sure we’ll have a lively debate tomorrow about who to choose for our final six.”

“I won’t,” she said, and that was enough to get Drake to finally leave, leaving the door cracked.  She let out a small sigh and glanced at her monitor, ready for a truly thorough look into the life and qualifications of this Kimiko.

In a few minutes, multiple tabs were open-- some articles (various tidbits of gossip about her family, not that gossip held any weight in her decision) , some social media (she seemed to like champagne and martinis and getting paid for advertisements) and others of general information about her and her family… and their history, so to speak.

Maybe it was excessive. She shouldn't have gone beyond the application, which has everything and more-- after all, she didn’t do this much digging with the other candidates she reviewed. But she was serious about her research and she hoped Liam was the same way. After all, these were the two candidates they disagreed on, so perhaps more was required than a second look at their applications.  

Jaela blinked and swallowed the chicken, refocusing on the screen. Enough of her thoughts. She had notes to take, replacing the empty dinner plate with a notebook as she truly dug into the mystery of why Liam wanted Kimiko Amaya so badly on the council… and why he blushed over this woman. First things first… one thing was for sure, her social media was always updated.

The last post was from three hours ago and it was of a boutique somewhere in the capital with the caption, ‘All to ourselves’ with tons of heart emojis next to it. Jaela raised an eyebrow as she continued to scroll through her feed, tons of pictures of bags from designer stores, at extravagant events with the same few people or out in the city with another woman, her sister, most likely. Had to be… But something about her seemed familiar. Oddly familiar. Nothing usually got past Jaela but this woman surely did. But she’d didn’t have time to rack her brain to why she looked familiar, not when there were notes to draw up.  

The more Jaela scrolled through her social media, the more annoyed she got. She had only scrolled past a handful of photos and announcements about charity events she attended, one of her working in the Apple Orchard catching her eye but that was the year before and there wasn’t much else after it.

Just of her partying... or shopping. Such a revolutionary pick over Brianna. Liam probably didn’t even look at Kimiko’s social media, he barely knew what a hashtag was-- “Hey...” Jaela jumped and turned to look at the door. She bit her lip when she saw the expression on Drake’s sleepy face. It had been almost two hours since he left the first time. “I thought you said--”

“I’m sorry. I’m coming right now,” she muttered and began to log off her desktop and clean up around her desk. Bedtime. She said she’d give Kimiko a second look… and she did, through nearly every photo, including one of of her shoes… on that carpet…. Something nagged  in the back of her mind, but she tried to push it back, letting her sleepy husband lead her to their room, Chance happily waddling at their feet.

*

Jaela tried.

She really, really tried to fall asleep, to accept that she looked at all she could and her mind wasn’t changed about this girl. Her social media was enough to disqualify her. Let alone her family, even if her father was a friend of the crown. Did Liam really want a woman with such little world experience to help run a country? He was better than that. She knows him.

But hours later, Drake snoring quietly next to her, out like a light (and he would be, she knew exactly how to get him dead to the world), Jaela stared at the canopy top of their bed, covers up to her chest. She can’t sleep. She can’t quiet her mind. She can only think of this Kimiko, a disastrous fit for the council once you looked past the paper. Her damn pictures… flaunting her travels and wealth for the world, despite only wearing basically black and white (did the girl not know how to wear color?), she still has to show off everything that says, “I haven’t worked a hard day in my life and only took Daddy’s money to get where I am”, even if those shoes are mediocre at best, and with that carpet-- fuck, that carpet.

Jaela’s heart leapt into her throat, eyes wide, cool dread settling form head to toe. His carpet.

Silently, she slipped out of bed and threw on a robe, wide awake and back into her office with the half finished notes and bullet points of her argument to Liam as to why Kimiko cannot be a part of the Royal Council. Chance followed her and curled at her feet as the desktop loads to right where she left off. All tabs opened, and back to her social media, array of pictures, whether genuine or a paid advertisement, that are everything Jaela doesn’t want to be associated with before her.

Jaela scrolled to the picture that left her so unsettled. Shoes, they’re just shoes, that stupid #ad in her caption. She frowned. The carpet is… it’s so familiar. It looks like… Liam’s office. Jaela gulped hard, stomach twisted at the mere thought, the possibility. Does Liam not realize that she’s a conflict of interest then? But… Jaela leaned back, rubbing her eyes with a heavy sigh. Liam’s not the only one who has to have a carpet like that… and he’s not the only powerful person she would visit.

“Does he even know her…” Jaela mumbled turned her attention back to her notes. If she was going to argue against this woman who was clearly not fit,  she needed good points. Everything about her social media proved one thing: she was a liability and so was her family. Jaela needed to prove Liam wrong, to prove that she was right. It wouldn’t be her first time doing so….

And before long, Jaela was knee deep in articles, looking through this woman’s tweets, as much as her Facebook as she could, her friends, family-- almost as fucked as hers--, and everything about this woman, her dark eyes staring through the screen, boring into hers. Jaela’s notes made barely any sense as the night dragged on, words turning into scribbles, sentences half complete ideas, reasons to argue against her weak and repetitive, but she just-- she couldn’t describe it-- she needed to protect Liam from this woman, she thought in her half asleep daze, scrolling through those pictures again, wondering why she looked so familiar. There’s no reason why she needs to do this search, digging everything, printing out articles, other than a gut feeling, present even as she nodded off.

“Gotta… protect… she’s a liability…”

“Time for bed, Abdi,” Drake whispered in her ear, arms coming around her. He lifted her into his arms. She tried to resist, but it was weak, head on his chest, hand on that damned scar. And she was sound asleep before he set her on the bed. Drake kissed her forehead and tucked her in with a frown, brushing hair off of her cheek. “Why do you care so much about her?” he whispered, question only heard by Chance, dutifully curled at Jaela’s feet.

*

“I have to ask, Jae,” Drake said after spitting out his toothpaste. Jaela paused brushing, then continued, waiting for him to carry on. “Why are you so… hyper-fixated on this Kimiko girl? If you don’t want her…” Drake kept his voice pretty even. Huh. Pretty alert for the morning, too. But… Jaela spit out her toothpaste in her sink, eyes narrowed in the mirror on him. “Why not just tell Liam no? Why did you need to...  I don’t know…” He trailed and looked away, hand through his wet hair.

“Finish your sentence.”

Drake sighed, gripping counter edge. “Why did you need to look her up like that? You know Liam didn’t do that to yours. Are you… intimidated by her or…?”

She blinked, incredulous. Her? Intimidated? “Me, intimated by her? Drake, you’ve got to be kidding me.” She wiped her mouth, then ran the water, getting some on her face before the cleanser. “I’m just... “ How could she explain this to him? The carpet? She’d seem crazy if she threw accusations like that into the air. “I have a gut feeling that she won’t work as a council member. I don’t know… she can’t be on, that’s all I know, Drake.”

He frowned and watched her, tugging on his hair. Jaela paused cleaning her face, then continued with a racing heart. Drake knew something, didn’t he? “She seems okay on paper, Jaela. It’s invasive to look her up like that. It’s not like we’re selecting anybody today.”

Jaela shook her head and rolled her eyes before washing off the bubbles. “It’s just a gut feeling. And when Liam listens to my arguments against her today, he’ll agree. That’s all, Drake. She’s not a fit, I’m glad I investigated her as much as I did, and I’m certainly not intimidated by a girl who hasn’t worked a day in her life and had everything handed to her. That’s final.”

She would have preferred a more impassioned response from Drake but she didn’t comment on his shrug, nor the way he said, “If you say so,” while avoiding her eyes in the mirror, leaving the bathroom after that. Maybe she seemed crazy. But she was right-- she knew it. Kimiko Amaya wouldn’t set one designer sponsored foot inside the council chambers.

*

“I wish I could have breakfast with you before the meeting but my father wants me in Japan, ASAP. You understand, right?”

Liam stared at her message before replying back with sincerity, trying his best to hide his disappointment.  Of course he was looking forward to having breakfast with her. He wanted to see her dark brown eyes, her cute smile and even the wrinkle in her nose when she laughed. She was his good luck charm and that’s why he wanted to see her. Yet, maybe things would run smoothly without seeing her. She couldn’t always be around... but he hoped that small inconvenience would change very soon.

“Of course I understand, Kimi. Have fun at your charity event.”

He put his phone down on his desk, a sigh leaving his lips as he wiped his eyes. Seeing her would have made his day ten times better but he couldn’t let her consume all of his thoughts, he had a country to run and an all important council meeting to attend. But it didn’t take long for her to text back and for a smile to appear on his face.

“I will for the both of us! Good luck in the meeting!”

That’s all he needed. For the next two hours, Liam handled proposals and bills and trade negotiations-- and gave Brianna’s application a final look (Kimiko was far more qualified and deserved to make it to the next round, in his objective opinion), texting Kimiko here and there, grinning each time her name popped up, a welcome distraction to the paperwork on his desk. She was… something special. A bright spot in his life, growing brighter each day, the days without her dragging and the days with her passing by too fast.

There was minutes until the council meeting that would narrow down the candidates to the final six. For a brief second, his stomach twisted-- he knew what would face him in there: Jaela. Unless she agreed with his choice to move Kimiko on to the next step… but he knew her. Did she ever back down from her convictions?

Liam stood up from his desk and grabbed all the essentials-- the applications, his notes and pens when his phone lit up. Just a simple reminder about the meeting but there was an overwhelming urge to text her back. A quick text wouldn’t cause him to be late. He picked up the phone again and sent a quick message to her:

“Would you be up for a date when you come back?”  He hadn’t even looked away from his phone-- she texted him back so quickly.

“Yeah, anything to spend more time with you.” With that, he slipped his phone in his pocket and exited his office with a smile on his face. The meeting would go as he expected, he knew it. Jaela had to change her mind after reviewing Kimiko’s application; she’d love her when they’d officially meet, and hopefully forget about that drink spilling incident. She’d see he’s never been happier and would welcome Kimiko into the council and friend group with open arms. For the first time, things would go as planned in his life. It’s what he had to believe, still smiling from Kimiko’s texts.

Liam silently greeted his staff as he quickly walked through the hallways, glancing at his watch. He was already running a bit behind just from sending a quick text message (though, it was worth it). It wasn’t like him to be late and it would start the meeting on the wrong foot if he was. He sighed in relief after rounding a corner when he noticed Hana and Maxwell entering the council room and not a minute too soon. But that wasn’t the only thing that caught his eye as he approached, people filtering into the chambers.

Jaela covered her mouth as she let out a short yawn, her appearance was spot on as usual but even the makeup she wore couldn’t cover the bags under her eyes. Not to mention how she appeared to move slow, further evidence that it seemed as if she didn’t a wink of sleep. He contained a frown. It’s Jaela. She worked tirelessly on anything-- there was no way she stayed up all night over Kimiko.

When she noticed Liam, she gave him a small nod, pausing for a moment to adjusted the files in her arms. Liam moved quickly, noting the notebook filled to brim with words-- but before he could get a good look at it, she turned and slipped into the room with another yawn.

Drake looked up from his phone after Jaela entered the room and locked eyes with Liam. Liam stopped-- dare he ask Drake what was going on?-- and then moved to stand next to Drake, leaning against the wall. Liam gulped as Drake searched his concerned face. Drake didn’t need to speak for Liam to know what had happened, why Jaela was so tired. Liam knew his visions of what should happen… wouldn’t be that easy, even with Kimiko being his good luck charm. Why can’t things be easy? Doesn’t he deserve to get what he wants, too?

Yet, despite Liam knowing what would happen, he had to ask. “Is Jaela alright? She seems particularly tired.”

Drake nodded, a hand deep in his pocket. “She’s fine. She was…” he paused, apparently search for the words. Liam nodded, urging him to continue. Drake sighed, apologetic brown eyes meeting Liam’s worried blue eyes. “She was up until like three or four, I forget, doing research on you know who,” he said quietly.

Liam’s stomach dropped and he sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, containing his reaction. There was no denial that Jaela might have dug a little deeper than Kimiko’s applications. But how deep? He couldn’t deny the flare of anger within him at the possibility that Jaela overdid it, infringing on Kimiko’s privacy by prying into parts of her life that would be erroneous to her qualifications and work as a council member. It’s no surprise: but how far? Why was she up that late? “Of course…” Liam muttered, lowering his hand. “How… how much did she do?”

Drake shrugged. “... I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough.”

Liam went to respond, to pester for more information-- he’s her husband, after all, Drake surely knows more-- but Jaela appeared in the doorway, glaring at the two. She tapped her foot with a frown. “I’m glad you two are having a thrilling conversation, but I believe we have a kind of important meeting to run. Come on.”

Drake and Liam grimaced and wordlessly followed Jaela into the chambers, doors shutting behind them. Liam took his seat next to Jaela, as usual, and she started the opening statement, voice not showing a sign of tiredness. While she spoke, Liam glanced down to her extensive notes.

Too extensive notes. One jumped out to him-- more so slapped him across his cheek-- and he clenched his fist on his knee while Jaela flawlessly began the council meeting. It read: “Reckless, Spoiled, Had everything handed to her, Flaunts her money around, Not worth a second look.”

Not worth a second look? How can Jaela think that? Assume that? If she’d actually meet her--

“I see you’ve done your research,” Liam whispered to Jaela as Hana spoke, about what Liam didn’t know, fire burning within him. Kimiko… she was worth everything. And Jaela didn’t give her a chance.

She shrugged, moving her notes closer to her, blocking her words from view. “I said it would be a thorough review of your candidate.”

Liam’s nostrils flared. “So, she’s not worth it but you’ll stay up till three researching her?”

Jaela narrowed her eyes. “You shouldn’t have looked at my notes, Liam. Besides, you’ll hear all of this.”

He wanted to pull her aside and discuss this now. But… he only clenched his fist tighter, thinking of Kimiko’s laugh, or how she looked at him after they kissed, under her thick lashes and like he was the only man in the world. “Oh, I can’t wait for you to enlighten me.”

Jaela brushed back her hair and smirked for one second. “You seem a little touchy about this candidate. Any reason why…?”

“None,” he snapped and looked away-- he couldn’t give into her prodding. This wasn’t the time nor place. If Kimiko made it past this round, and the next, and was selected… then they could know. He couldn’t give Jaela any more ammunition against the woman he was falling in love with day by day.

Falling in… the heat in Liam’s cheeks now wasn’t anger at Jaela’s false assumptions. Maybe, he’s falling for her. It would be the first time in years and it’s a love like he’s never experienced before-- and will do anything to hold on to.

He’ll do anything for Kimiko, no matter what Jaela thinks of her. He’s put his happiness on the backburner for too long for Jaela. She hadn’t even formally met her, so how could she formulate an opinion on her by just picture? But... None of that mattered anymore. Her thoughts didn’t matter-- but his happiness does. That’s a first for the first time years, too.

It felt… simply indescribable.

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Hdhdhdjdjd I love you Rosie and the crazy shit we do to our babes 💕🤧

feeling like completely and utter shit but talking to @drakewalkerwhipped about our crazy ass AU is making me feel so much better 😭

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It's a fine day for screaming over another AU idea.

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Jaela's apparently so pissed at me that that she escapes to other people's dreams and moodboards. Look at this glorious aesthetic @trr-fangirl made with Jaela and her TRR MC, Kimiko. I screamed. I still am. HBIC's.

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Six Sentence Sunday (2/3/19)

If anybody still remembers Jaela and Kimiko’s unfortunate encounter in a bar... @trr-fangirl and I have been (slowly) working on the next part of Cold Blooded in this TRR MC Mashup/AU. Here’s a sneak peek of the chapter being released THIS week:

Liam leaned back and grabbed his phone, lips quirked at the new message on there. “I’m not bringing confidential documents out of the palace, Jaela.” Jaela frowned deeper-- as he expected-- and he quickly texted back while Jaela scrutinized the six names on the list. “Besides, it’s brunch. I knew we wouldn’t get that much done, nor would you accept a stain on the applications.”

Jaela smirked at his all too accurate joke and met his eyes just as he sent off a message to…

“Kimiko…” she murmured, tapping the sheet. Liam gulped, adjusting his collar. Her emotions are clear as day, still, to him. He knows that tone. It’s unmistakable.

“Yes?” He said in his best attempt to mask his emotions around that name. He can’t tell her about Kimiko, not yet. If she found out…. “What about her? She’s a diplomat’s daughter, one of Cordonia’s most trusted, actually. One of my final six to fill the open seat.” Why am I worried if Jaela finds out? Wouldn’t she be happy for me? Focus, Liam.

“Just…” Jaela pushed hair over her shoulder wrinkling her nose. The sun hit her cheeks just right, highlighter sparkling across the planes of them. Liam blinked, rapidly, and glanced away. “She’s the only one here not on mine.” As if Jaela expected this, she pulled out her own list, passing it to him. Indeed… all the same, except her.  Liam bit the inside of his cheek to hide the disappointment from her. Why did her opinion matter so much, still?

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After a million years, we're getting part two out in an hour or so. If you need a refresher, here you go!

First Impressions : Cold Blooded, Part 1

Characters: Jaela Abdi-Walker and Kimiko Amaya (TRR MC’s)

Word Count: 2,609

Rating: T

Warnings: Drinking

Description: In the first chapter of the crossover AU, Jaela has it all– a husband she loves, friends she loves, and an ex who still adores her. There isn’t room in her life for anybody else. Well, until she bumps into Kimiko Amaya… the King’s girlfriend. And Kimiko doesn’t back down from a fight.

Author Note: Welcome to this crossover with the lovely and crazy talented @trr-fangirl! Our girls are firecrackers, and we’re excited to throw them together in this series that, so far, it funny and touching and heartbreaking all at once. We don’t know what’s gonna come from this, but we’re having too much fun. It’s a ball putting them together in this AU with nods to things you might recognize. If you want to be tagged, let us know! Our Masterlists are on our blogs. Thank you for reading!

Loud, almost deafening music pulsed through the crowded nightclub. Nothing like sweaty dancers, colorful flashing lights and endless amounts of liquor throughout the building. What a better way to kick off a Saturday night?

Jaela and Hana fell into the red velvet couch in the VIP section after dancing for the last twenty minutes. The need to let loose and have no care in the world was eating at them for the past two weeks. With the Royal Council flourishing along with their small country, there was no time for anything relatively fun. But they earned it and took advantage of their small window of freedom.  Jaela leaned forward and grabbed her glass of whiskey, swirling it a few times before knocking it back– letting the burning sensation run down her throat. It felt nice to have a drink for fun and not to keep her from pulling out her hair. Hana yawned as she watched their friends continue to dance.

Jaela held back a chuckle when Hana yawned again, “Are you ready to leave?”

With a quick glance, Hana shook her head and continued to watch her friends dance and laugh at each other. “No. They’re enjoying themselves,” she muttered to Jaela then picked up her phone in order to entertain herself for the time being.  

Jaela stood up with her glass in hand, “Well, I’m going to go get another drink. Want anything?” After a head shake again from Hana, Jaela left the secluded area and maneuvered her way through the crowd to the bar. It was full of new guests and other tipsy party goers leaning against the counter, taking up most of the space. Browsing around the bar one more time, she spotted an empty space next to a dark haired woman. She slid in next to the woman, careful not to nudge her as she texted away on her phone. The woman shifted away from Jaela, making more room to stand.

Jaela set her empty glass onto the counter as a bartender approached them, a sincere smile casted on his face. Her smile mirrored his own, “Whiskey. Neat.”

The woman looked Jaela up and down then turned her attention back to her phone. Jaela raised an eyebrow to herself, was there something wrong with her outfit? Or was her hair sticking out in an unflattering way? Whatever it was, she dwelled on it far too long because the woman had turned away and left with her drink. Jaela sighed and shook her shoulders as the bartender came back with her drink.

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Fanfic Masterlist (11/12/2019)

Important tags I use: Long Post, drakewalkerwhipped fic, 30 diamond scene for nsfw pics/reblogs, thank you!!! (for reblogs), pairings by character and MC’s name

Requests: Open!

Tagged Masterlist--Want to be tagged? Let me know!

The Royal Romance/The Royal Heir

All LI’s

Labor & Delivery [TRH Headcanons]

Drake x Jaela

Dammit Drake, Play Hooky, 3AM, “...Complicated.” , Finally, The Real Surprise , Nesting, We Owe Him

M-Rated:

Call Me Walker (M) Make You Mine (M), Steam Room Rendezvous (M), NSFW Alphabet, Silk & Whiskey (M), Dangerous Game (M) Insatiable (M) , Night Owl (M), Times Ten (M), Fireside (M), Whatever Comes Next (M), Save A Horse, Ride a Cowboy (M) 

Mini Series: 

Their First Christmas: Part 1, Part 2 (M) 

Liam (x MC)

Why Her?

Drake x Liam

The Ticking Clock [NSFW Alphabet] , The Worst Kept Secret in Cordonia [NSFW] 

Poly!AU Drake x Jaela x Liam

NSFW Alphabet, Bliss , You Can Wait (M), The First Time [Part 1] (M), The First Time [Part 2] (M) , Caught (M), Cuffed [Part 1] (M), Cuffed [Part 2] (M), On Your Knees (feat. Damien) [M], Favorite Place [M], Seeing Double (M), Just as Planned (M), Their First Valentine’s [Part 1] (M), Their First Valentine’s [Part 2] (M) 

Poly!AU Drake x Liam

Dinner Party (M)

Pre-Poly AU Liam x Jaela

But First, Dessert (M)

Bloodbound x Big Sky Country Horror Series

Blood Soaked Country

Part 1 

Cold Blooded (in Collaboration with @trr-fangirl)

Jaela has it all– a husband she loves, friends she loves, and an ex who still adores her. There isn’t room in her life for anybody else. Well, until she bumps into Kimiko Amaya… the King’s girlfriend. And Kimiko doesn’t back down from a fight.

Part 1: First Impressions, Part 2: Conflict of Interest 

Desire and Decorum

Prince Hamid x Pippa

No Script ,Daring [M-ish], The Eyes Upon , The First Time [M], The Greatest Adventure,

NSFW Alphabet [M] 

Veil of Secrets

Naomi x F!MC

I’ve Got You (M)

Perfect Match

Everything (Damien One Shot) 

Bloodbound

Jax x MC

Your Kiss (M)

Lily x MC

Game Night 

Open Heart

Aurora x f!MC

Happy Hour 

Red Carpet Diaries

Seth x MC : Tender Neighs

Matt x MC :Cheesy Lines

Picture To Burn

Headcanons and OTP Asks

Drake x Jaela

Headcanons: Sad, Cooking, Food, Happy

OTP Asks: One, Two, Three

Crossovers

Party Crashers (ES/TF)

Drabbles

Drake x Crystal

The Naughty List (M), Baby It’s Cold Outside 

Drake x Liam

Snowball Fight 

Collabs

In collaboration with the mistress of smut and crackships, @boneandfur and I present:

Damn, Daniel! (Daniel x Riley NSFW Alphabet) 

@the-everlasting-dream and I have a talk with our MC’s and Drakes’s and Liam’s. It goes... as you expect:

Long Overdue 

---- Completed Series ----

Drake x MC

Fatherhood Fic Collection 

In honor of Father’s Day, this is a collection of stories revolving around Drake and Jaela, and the ups and downs of fatherhood, each with a different theme regarding the ideas and emotions of fatherhood, parenting, the ups, the downs, the joys– the celebration it is.

Drake x MC x Liam

Supposed To Be Series 

It was supposed to be easy after the Engagement Tour ended. Jaela was supposed to return to her new home, Cordonia, a Duchess, something she never dreamed of. However, sudden news in the JFK airport changes everything that was “supposed” to happen.

If you want to be tagged on any particular pairing, series, or a perma-tag for fics, please let me know and I will do so! Also, I will take any specific request you give me. Have an idea? Shoot me an ask. I’ll write it.

Thank you ALL for your massive support and love of my writing-- it makes it that much easier to write for you all and I truly have fun with every fic or drabble I write.

- Chelsea

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Chelse I love you but I just read the sneak peek of Cold Blooded and I feel the need to inform you that you cannot have Jaela be Liam’s true love in every story where it’s “not” a Jaela x Liam fic okay we will riot the rioting has already begun

Ahaha don’t worry, in this one he’s not and that’s not the main plot, just a little tension to ruffle some feathers as he learns to move on… if Kimiko’s the one for him. She’s not so innocent.  

[trr-fangirl]

MASTERLIST (2018)

Updated: 12/09/18 | DM me or send me a message if you want to be on my permatag!

Note: None of my dabbles/series are related to each other (unless stated) All of my stories are written with my characters’ names unless otherwise requested. 

The Royal Romance: 

Remember Me (Series 1) — The Queen of Cordonia has fallen into a coma after a tragic accident. How much will change before and after she awakens? (Liam x MC x Drake) (Completed)

Edge of Hope (Series 2) — A continuation of ‘Remember Me’. After recovering from a life-threatening event, the Queen returns to her life in Cordonia. But with her enemies plotting against her, will her kingdom find peace again or will the traitors have the final say? (Liam x MC, among others) (Hiatus)

Random Drabbles:

Meeting the Parents - Part 1 and Part 2 (TRR Appreciation Week) (Liam x MC)

Collaborations:

Cold Blooded  — Jaela has it all– a husband she loves, friends she loves, and an ex who still adores her. There isn’t room in her life for anybody else. Well, until she bumps into Kimiko Amaya… the King’s girlfriend. And Kimiko doesn’t back down from a fight. (Collaboration with @drakewalkerwhipped) 

First Impressions —

[trr-fangirl]

This is what i’ve been working on for like...? A month now? Aah, I’m so excited for thisss! DM or send us asks if you want to be tagged 💖

May the two of us present to you...

Guess who’s writing a wild TRR crossover fic with me? (Pst, it’s Rosie, @trr-fangirl! 😝)

That awkward moment when your [Rosie’s] dreams give you an actual fic idea and doesn’t let you live afterwards? Yep, that’s what happened. This is an AU post the events of Supposed To Be. Get prepared to see Jaela Abdi in another universe with the same amount of baggage (R: Poor Jaela :( C: lmao I’m a bitch to her) but in this one, she’s facing her biggest challenge: another TRR MC who doesn’t back down from a fight.

Well… this is not your ordinary crossover. Our girls Jaela and Kimiko don’t start off being the best of friends. They’re actually the complete opposite.

They’re pretty Cold Blooded.

[faceclaims: Jaela- Normani Kordei; Kimiko– Arden Cho] 

“I been through this too long but I’ll be damned if I see another chick on your arm.” Beyoncé - Ring the Alarm

Duchess Jaela Abdi-Walker of Valtoria is left with no other choice but to put up with the new member of the Royal Council. The only problem is… she’s the King’s new leading lady.

*

Here’s a preview of what’s to come:

Kimiko glared at Jaela as she set down her glass. “Mmm. So, I have a few questions for you, Jaela.”

“What is this? 20 questions?” She said sarcastically, not giving into the girl’s antics.

Kimiko glared at her again then took another long sip of her wine, practically finishing it. “You know… I didn’t take you as a person who would fuck around with two men at once.”

Jaela’s eyes widened and she looked up from her phone instantly. “Excuse me?!” Jaela snapped, almost yelling. She leaned forward in her chair, on the edge of losing her temper with the woman in front of her. “You shouldn’t even know about that. It’s none of your business!”

Kimiko raised an eyebrow, “Is it not? He’s my boyfriend and it seems like he still takes a liking to you!” She said, her voice just above a whisper and was just as agitated as Jaela was. The Duchess made a sound of realization as she finally understood Kimiko’s hostility.

“Oh, are you jealous you couldn’t be his first? That I’ll always be his first love… his only true queen?” She taunted and watched Kimiko’s stern and stoic expression crumble into complete and utter disgust and anger. Gotcha. “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure you can’t taste me on his–”

The sound of clattering utensils silenced the room. Kimiko was now on her feet and her face was completely flushed… with anger and slight embarrassment. She looked around when she noticed everyone staring at her. Kimiko cleared her throat, “I apologize for making such a loud sound. Excuse me,” she said as she shot Jaela a disgusted look before storming out of the dining room.

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Please let us know if you would like to tagged for this AU!

[blackcoffee85]

Chelsea, you sly bae, you! I get so excited for each new chapter but at the same time, my heart races because I'm afraid I'll be broken from reading it. So, just call me stresscited. Also, I see what you did there with Kimiko and seeing her in another life/universe. 😉 With that said, here we go...

I don't begrudge things said out of anger. I couldn't breathe when I was reading the portion where Drake described what Liam would do to Jaela. They are completely responsible for their behavior, but my question is, why see that and not say anything about it all these years? There is no fucking way I see some shit like that and NOT say something.

I'm not surprised that something happened in NY between Liam and Jaela. I'm disappointed in their actions and quite frankly, I don't know why these two would think it appropriate to "vacation" together when these two have spouses of their own.

Last week when dissecting Drake, @bobasheebaby brought up how Drake just forced therapy and pills onto Jaela without him also offering her proper support. I can see why Jaela finds it difficult to be vulnerable with him. I truly saw that play out in this conversation and that made me see fucking red. It's interesting how he can call Jaela selfish, but everything wrong with her is also behavior he emulates.

I need Jaela to stop using Liam as an excuse. Tell Drake it is the guilt. Of the abortion. Of losing a child. Tell him that it is what pulls you so far under water that some days you are teetering between drowning and staying afloat. Fucking tell him already. One cannot be better if they don't know better.

Quick fuck with a nameless no one (even if he is a Liam Lookalike) or fuck and feelings? I'll take quick fuck any day. (Although both of them have had fucks and feelings.)

I fucking throw my hands up. I'm now #TeamDivorce and #Team

for both of them. Jaela has been getting her punches already and will continue to get them. I'm ready for that cold ass reality check that will be coming for you, Drake.

Secrets Come To Light : Autumn Blues, Part 17

Catch up: Prologue: Five Little Words, Part 1: Five Lettered Word, Part 2: The Spaces In Between [M], Part 3: It’s Have To Do [M], Part 4: At The Very Least, Part 5: The Scraps of Each Other, Part 6: Beneath The Stony Surface [M], Part 7: Won’t You Say I Love You, Part 8: The Scraps of Each Other [M], Part 9: Supposed To Be, Part 10: The Final Signature, Part 11: What Comes Next, Part 12: A Threat on Your Life, Part 13: The Weight of Absence, Part 14: Until Their Lips Meet, Part 15: Only Thing She Cane Offer [M], Part 16: If Only For A Night [M] –All parts can be found on my Masterlist or under “drakewalkerwhipped fic” tag 

Pairing: I’ve lost all control of this story. 

Word Count: 7,086

Rating: PG-17

Warnings: Language, Mentions of Abortion/Pregnancy Loss

Song Accompaniment: Brain– Banks

Description: Jaela deals with the fallout from her New York trip and hopes to talk to Drake, to pave the way to reconciliation. However, when secrets are reveals, their conversation doesn’t go as planned. 

Author Note: Thank you for your patience! This was a hard chapter to write. Long. Didn’t think I put enough emotion on here. Characters were stubborn. But… I think it’s worth the wait and length. Masterlist found on my blog and in the comments. Thank you for reading and screaming, I love it. And uh. HAPPY NEW YEAR! Don’t kill me. 

The Juicy t.e.a

When In… Paris?

Anonymous— Perhaps the little rumors swirling about the Engagement Tour are true. No, not the ones about Lady Penelope and Lady Kiara—can’t be rumors if it’s a fact—but the ones about a certain American and a King. And a commoner.

It’s no surprise that there’s not an ounce of interest between the King and Future Queen, but certainly the King would learn to keep his side transgressions secret? There’s the rumor that he was spotted with Lady Jaela at the Eiffel Tower long after the sun set. Certainly, having a mistress is no shock, especially not for Cordonia. We predicted this the moment Lady Jaela made her grand appearance.

What IS shocking is Lady Jaela and the King’s best friend, Drake Walker, out that very same night, wandering into a bar. Now, we know it would be hard to resist the Lady in that black dress. But certainly, when all eye are upon you, you two can keep the kissing in alleyways to a bare minimum—and not every one you spot.

Granted, they are commoners. So we wouldn’t expect much class.

But that does leave us with this: does the King know of his mistresses’… mistress? And why would Lady Jaela return, only to leave a King broken hearted? For fun? Just because she can? Because why have one when she can have two?

Either way, we cannot wait for the t.e.a when these secrets come to light.

*

“There’s nobody on the property, Your Grace,” says Mara.

Jaela nods, not meeting her bodyguards’ eyes. She hasn’t met any pair of eyes since New York. “And the way to Drake’s…?”

Mara nods. “Should be clear. The number of reporters have reduced drastically since you’ve been back a few days.”

“Uh-huh,” Jaela agrees, absently moving the car keys in her hand. God… since she’s been back… it’s been a shitshow.

Well, her life turned into one the moment she got out of that car, if it wasn’t before.

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[trr-fangirl]

first and for most, bold of you to think Kimiko would be sober after a social event! oh my baby to the rescue even tho she was hella bitchy about it 😬 Also, Mr. Windsor and Gregor need to chill tf out. I will raise all hell if they lay a finger on Jaela, Jackson, Lia..... or Drake 😑 Can't wait for next week, eee!

Only Thing She Can Offer : Autumn Blues, Part 15 [Mature]

Part 15 of Autumn Blues: Only Thing She Can Offer

Catch up: Prologue: Five Little Words, Part 1: Five Lettered Word, Part 2: The Spaces In Between [NSFW], Part 3: It’s Have To Do [NSFW], Part 4: At The Very Least, Part 5: The Scraps of Each Other, Part 6: Beneath The Stony Surface [NSFW], Part 7: Won’t You Say I Love You, Part 8: The Scraps of Each Other [NSFW], Part 9:Supposed To Be, Part 10: The Final Signature, Part 11: What Comes Next, Part 12: A Threat on Your Life, Part 13: The Weight of Absence, Part 14: Until Their Lips Meet –All parts can be found on my Masterlist or under “drakewalkerwhipped fic” tag

Pairing: Buckle your seatbelts. 

Word Count: 5,434

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Language, Mature Content Under the Cut

Song Accompaniment: Waves– Your girl, Jaela Normani feat. 6LACK

Description: Jaela’s made a mistake. One mistake that leads to a million realizations. But is it too late? Meanwhile, Richard Windsor is faced with an intriguing proposition. 

Author Note: Never have I ever found a song so perfect and it happens to be sung by your girl herself. I’m dead. Masterlist found on my blog and in the comments.Thank you for reading and screaming and making this fun as all hell!

The Juicy t.e.a.

A Leopard Can’t Change Its Spots

Anonymous— Certainly we should have expected this behavior from a young noble, out on town. But not Duchess Jaela Abdi-Walker. Or… are we merely shocked it took her this long to provide us with another scandalous set of photos?

We know one things from these photos: clearly, the rumors of separation from Drake Walker are clear. Abundantly. There’s no ring on her finger, and certainly, her actions as demonstrated say anything other than ‘married and in love’.

What we don’t know from these photos: We see that this gentleman has two hands. How come we only see one in pictures three-six?

Funny.

It’s a good time to admit we expected more from the Duchess, truly, an overseas embarrassment to Cordonia, her family, her estranged husband, this gentleman, to herself, and most certainly to King Liam. Trying to relive some past times, Duchess?

*

Jaela kisses the stranger, desperate, almost—no, she’s desperate for somebody to want her like he used to—bodies moving to the beat around them, but she’s lost to this man’s rough kiss. She pulls on his lip and they open their eyes, desire there. “Did you always kiss your husband like this?” he breathes, lips upon her neck, his hand sliding in between them, down her body. She grinds her hips against his, smirking.

“Used to,” she says, nipping his pierced earlobe. “Then he didn’t want to anymore.”

“Shame,” the man say, Jaela gasping when he sucks on her neck. She presses his head closer, urging his lips to kiss her harder, for his hand to travel lower… and lower…. He lifts his head, tilting her chin up with one hand, thumb on her lower lip, his eyes only holding one thing: lust. Jaela’s breath catches with his look under the swirling lights, his fingers at the waistband of her skirt, slipping under it, just a bit. Nobody notices them, right?

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[trr-fangirl]

You right! But... Does it have to be Jaela?! I volunteer Kimiko as tribute 😂🙋🏾‍♀️

Girl are you ready for trr tomorrow

NONONO

I’m going to die. I’m planning to listen to heavy metal to even out my excited nerves and to get pumped up to fight, even if Jaela’s going to fail miserably.

[bobasheebaby]

I’m screaming! I NEED the tag for this! About time someone called MC out for being a thot!

May the two of us present to you...

Guess who’s writing a wild TRR crossover fic with me? (Pst, it’s Rosie, @trr-fangirl! 😝)

That awkward moment when your [Rosie’s] dreams give you an actual fic idea and doesn’t let you live afterwards? Yep, that’s what happened. This is an AU post the events of Supposed To Be. Get prepared to see Jaela Abdi in another universe with the same amount of baggage (R: Poor Jaela :( C: lmao I’m a bitch to her) but in this one, she’s facing her biggest challenge: another TRR MC who doesn’t back down from a fight.

Well… this is not your ordinary crossover. Our girls Jaela and Kimiko don’t start off being the best of friends. They’re actually the complete opposite.

They’re pretty Cold Blooded.

[faceclaims: Jaela- Normani Kordei; Kimiko– Arden Cho] 

“I been through this too long but I’ll be damned if I see another chick on your arm.” Beyoncé - Ring the Alarm

Duchess Jaela Abdi-Walker of Valtoria is left with no other choice but to put up with the new member of the Royal Council. The only problem is… she’s the King’s new leading lady.

*

Here’s a preview of what’s to come:

Kimiko glared at Jaela as she set down her glass. “Mmm. So, I have a few questions for you, Jaela.”

“What is this? 20 questions?” She said sarcastically, not giving into the girl’s antics.

Kimiko glared at her again then took another long sip of her wine, practically finishing it. “You know… I didn’t take you as a person who would fuck around with two men at once.”

Jaela’s eyes widened and she looked up from her phone instantly. “Excuse me?!” Jaela snapped, almost yelling. She leaned forward in her chair, on the edge of losing her temper with the woman in front of her. “You shouldn’t even know about that. It’s none of your business!”

Kimiko raised an eyebrow, “Is it not? He’s my boyfriend and it seems like he still takes a liking to you!” She said, her voice just above a whisper and was just as agitated as Jaela was. The Duchess made a sound of realization as she finally understood Kimiko’s hostility.

“Oh, are you jealous you couldn’t be his first? That I’ll always be his first love… his only true queen?” She taunted and watched Kimiko’s stern and stoic expression crumble into complete and utter disgust and anger. Gotcha. “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure you can’t taste me on his–”

The sound of clattering utensils silenced the room. Kimiko was now on her feet and her face was completely flushed… with anger and slight embarrassment. She looked around when she noticed everyone staring at her. Kimiko cleared her throat, “I apologize for making such a loud sound. Excuse me,” she said as she shot Jaela a disgusted look before storming out of the dining room.

Our Permatags: @youwontlikewherewewillgo, @mfackenthal, @hhiggs, @jadedpixiescribbles, @ashtonmore, @enmchoices @the-everlasting-dream, @hopefulmoonobject, @krisnicjack, @museofbooks, @ladynonsense, @innerpostmentality, @thatcatlady0716, @lizeboredom, @choicessa, @boneandfur, @tmarie82, @speedyoperarascalparty, @thatspicegirlssong @zigthetwig, @craftytacotrashdream, @blackcoffee85, @quartzandarrow, @akrenich, @christopher-powell , @umccall71, @blzbaby, @flyawayboo, @sleeplessescapades

Please let us know if you would like to tagged for this AU!

[zaffrenotes]

finally getting around to reading this... 👀😈 I'm loving it already! hmmm why is Liam so hesitant to mention Kimiko, even to Drake? also sorry not sorry but opportunist or not, I'm digging Kimiko right now, and it's all because of how little I care for Jaela as a result of AB. hate me if you want for that but I don't care what this Duchess thinks about a tiff with a commoner at a club. Can't wait to read more!

First Impressions : Cold Blooded, Part 1

Characters: Jaela Abdi-Walker and Kimiko Amaya (TRR MC’s)

Word Count: 2,609

Rating: T

Warnings: Drinking

Description: In the first chapter of the crossover AU, Jaela has it all– a husband she loves, friends she loves, and an ex who still adores her. There isn’t room in her life for anybody else. Well, until she bumps into Kimiko Amaya… the King’s girlfriend. And Kimiko doesn’t back down from a fight.

Author Note: Welcome to this crossover with the lovely and crazy talented @trr-fangirl! Our girls are firecrackers, and we’re excited to throw them together in this series that, so far, it funny and touching and heartbreaking all at once. We don’t know what’s gonna come from this, but we’re having too much fun. It’s a ball putting them together in this AU with nods to things you might recognize. If you want to be tagged, let us know! Our Masterlists are on our blogs. Thank you for reading!

Loud, almost deafening music pulsed through the crowded nightclub. Nothing like sweaty dancers, colorful flashing lights and endless amounts of liquor throughout the building. What a better way to kick off a Saturday night?

Jaela and Hana fell into the red velvet couch in the VIP section after dancing for the last twenty minutes. The need to let loose and have no care in the world was eating at them for the past two weeks. With the Royal Council flourishing along with their small country, there was no time for anything relatively fun. But they earned it and took advantage of their small window of freedom.  Jaela leaned forward and grabbed her glass of whiskey, swirling it a few times before knocking it back– letting the burning sensation run down her throat. It felt nice to have a drink for fun and not to keep her from pulling out her hair. Hana yawned as she watched their friends continue to dance.

Jaela held back a chuckle when Hana yawned again, “Are you ready to leave?”

With a quick glance, Hana shook her head and continued to watch her friends dance and laugh at each other. “No. They’re enjoying themselves,” she muttered to Jaela then picked up her phone in order to entertain herself for the time being.  

Jaela stood up with her glass in hand, “Well, I’m going to go get another drink. Want anything?” After a head shake again from Hana, Jaela left the secluded area and maneuvered her way through the crowd to the bar. It was full of new guests and other tipsy party goers leaning against the counter, taking up most of the space. Browsing around the bar one more time, she spotted an empty space next to a dark haired woman. She slid in next to the woman, careful not to nudge her as she texted away on her phone. The woman shifted away from Jaela, making more room to stand.

Jaela set her empty glass onto the counter as a bartender approached them, a sincere smile casted on his face. Her smile mirrored his own, “Whiskey. Neat.”

The woman looked Jaela up and down then turned her attention back to her phone. Jaela raised an eyebrow to herself, was there something wrong with her outfit? Or was her hair sticking out in an unflattering way? Whatever it was, she dwelled on it far too long because the woman had turned away and left with her drink. Jaela sighed and shook her shoulders as the bartender came back with her drink.

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I totally can’t wait for the shit to hit the fan! Oh this is gonna be fun!

First Impressions : Cold Blooded, Part 1

Characters: Jaela Abdi-Walker and Kimiko Amaya (TRR MC’s)

Word Count: 2,609

Rating: T

Warnings: Drinking

Description: In the first chapter of the crossover AU, Jaela has it all– a husband she loves, friends she loves, and an ex who still adores her. There isn’t room in her life for anybody else. Well, until she bumps into Kimiko Amaya… the King’s girlfriend. And Kimiko doesn’t back down from a fight.

Author Note: Welcome to this crossover with the lovely and crazy talented @trr-fangirl! Our girls are firecrackers, and we’re excited to throw them together in this series that, so far, it funny and touching and heartbreaking all at once. We don’t know what’s gonna come from this, but we’re having too much fun. It’s a ball putting them together in this AU with nods to things you might recognize. If you want to be tagged, let us know! Our Masterlists are on our blogs. Thank you for reading!

Loud, almost deafening music pulsed through the crowded nightclub. Nothing like sweaty dancers, colorful flashing lights and endless amounts of liquor throughout the building. What a better way to kick off a Saturday night?

Jaela and Hana fell into the red velvet couch in the VIP section after dancing for the last twenty minutes. The need to let loose and have no care in the world was eating at them for the past two weeks. With the Royal Council flourishing along with their small country, there was no time for anything relatively fun. But they earned it and took advantage of their small window of freedom.  Jaela leaned forward and grabbed her glass of whiskey, swirling it a few times before knocking it back– letting the burning sensation run down her throat. It felt nice to have a drink for fun and not to keep her from pulling out her hair. Hana yawned as she watched their friends continue to dance.

Jaela held back a chuckle when Hana yawned again, “Are you ready to leave?”

With a quick glance, Hana shook her head and continued to watch her friends dance and laugh at each other. “No. They’re enjoying themselves,” she muttered to Jaela then picked up her phone in order to entertain herself for the time being.  

Jaela stood up with her glass in hand, “Well, I’m going to go get another drink. Want anything?” After a head shake again from Hana, Jaela left the secluded area and maneuvered her way through the crowd to the bar. It was full of new guests and other tipsy party goers leaning against the counter, taking up most of the space. Browsing around the bar one more time, she spotted an empty space next to a dark haired woman. She slid in next to the woman, careful not to nudge her as she texted away on her phone. The woman shifted away from Jaela, making more room to stand.

Jaela set her empty glass onto the counter as a bartender approached them, a sincere smile casted on his face. Her smile mirrored his own, “Whiskey. Neat.”

The woman looked Jaela up and down then turned her attention back to her phone. Jaela raised an eyebrow to herself, was there something wrong with her outfit? Or was her hair sticking out in an unflattering way? Whatever it was, she dwelled on it far too long because the woman had turned away and left with her drink. Jaela sighed and shook her shoulders as the bartender came back with her drink.

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