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mlovesstories · 3 years ago

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Their Promise Part 2

Warnings: death, cheating, language, stupid people

Summary- Dean and YN get used to married life in the public eye, but John causes issues.

Words: 2055

AN- Here is Part 2!

Their Promise PART 1

Six Months Later

“I’m really trying here, Dean.” YN shrugged. “It’s just hard adjusting to all of the rules and expectations. I’m not used to this level of criticism, I guess?”

“I know it must be an adjustment.” He rolled over in bed and wrapped a strong arm around her.

“Every time I go online, I ‘didn’t follow a royal rule’ or I am ‘not good enough’.”

“Yeah. What we do is posted everywhere, and there isn’t anything we can do, unfortunately. I hear what you’re saying.” Dean kissed the back of her neck.

“People are just mean.”

“What do you say we go to the farm this weekend? We don’t have any engagements.”

“Oh, that would be great. I haven’t been there yet!”

“It’s one of my favorite vacation places we can go without security everywhere.”

“Thank you, Prince Dean,” she turned and smiled before kissing him on the lips.

“You’re welcome, Princess YN,” he grinned.

“This place is beautiful!” YN grinned as Benny pulled up the driveway.

“We used to come up here all the time. I can’t wait to show you around.” Dean took her hand and exited the SUV. Charlie walked ahead of them and unlocked the door. Benny followed behind with their bags.

“The house is so pretty.” YN watched Dean’s smile grow as they entered. “Did your mom design it?”

“How did you know?”

“The look on your face. And it looks like her from what you’ve told me.”

YN was looking for an electrical plug next to the bed. She maneuvered the side table away from the wall. She saw a piece of paper on the floor. YN picked it up and turned it over.

“Dean, I found a love letter!” YN exclaimed. “It’s from your dad.”

He exited the en-suite bathroom and reached for the piece of paper.

“Dear Lovely,

I’m so glad I found you. You give me a love I have not experienced. I can’t wait to be with you forever.

Love, John

May 2015”

“What? 2015?” YN looked to Dean.

“He never called my mom by that nickname. Ever.” Dean gritted his teeth.

“Oh, no. Dean, I didn’t realize.”

Dean crumpled up the letter and ripped his phone from his pocket.

“Did you know?” Dean screamed at Sam over Facetime.

“No, I didn’t. I’m just putting two and two together. He was acting weird. And you know how Lyra has been hanging around? He called her lovely the other day.”

“DAD CHEATED ON MOM! WHAT THE HELL?” Dean yelled.

“Dean,” YN said softly, reaching the bottom of the stairs, entering the living room where Dean sat. The princes said goodbye to each other, and YN nestled into Dean’s side on the couch. “I’m so sorry. I thought it was for your mom.”

“You wouldn’t have known.” Dean huffed.

“I’m sorry I ruined our vacation.” YN looped her arms around Dean’s right arm.

“It would have been found eventually. I just can’t believe he did that. My mom was so amazing, and he did that while she was alive! I guess it’s one thing if she were deceased, but they seemed happy! What did she do to him for that to happen?” He put his head in his hands.

“I don’t know. Are you going to address it with him?”

“Hell yeah.”

“Why don’t we have a relaxing evening before we go back to the palace tomorrow? Then you can talk to your dad once we get back?”

“I think I need to go for a drive.” Dean sighed. “Would that be okay with you? I need some time to think.”

“Absolutely. Please take Benny with you, no disappearing.” YN smiled. He nodded. “Benny?” She somewhat shouted so that the security guard could hear her from wherever he was in the house.

“Yes, ma’am?” Benny walked quickly into the living room.

“Would you be so kind as to take Dean for a drive? He said I could pamper myself this evening.” YN made an excuse for Dean.

“Absolutely. Prince Winchester? Shall we?” Benny narrowed his eyes to Dean, but he saw no emotion. Something was wrong.

“So… what happened?” Benny started the car.

“Dad cheated on Mom. Did you know?”

“What? No, Prince Dean, I didn’t.”

“I mean, how could he do that to her? She was perfect and amazing!” He rambled. “I just don’t get it, Benny!” He hit the door with his fist.”

“WOAH! HANDS OFF THE MERCHANDISE SIR!” Benny yelled.

“Sorry.” he put his head in his hands.

The next day, Dean and YN arrived back at the palace.

“Son, I can ex-“ John stood up as Dean barreled into the palace living room, knowing Dean was about to arrive.

“EVERYONE OUT!” Dean yelled to the staff.

“Son,” John tried to quiet the prince.

“SAM! I’m home! Get down here!” Dean used his anger and shoved John off his feet and back onto the couch. “You sit there, and you listen, you scumbag.” He shoved a pointer finger in his dad’s face. Sam came down the stairs. He crossed his arms watching them interact. “Please do tell us why our father and the king of Genovia was writing love letters to Lyra when Mom was still alive? AT THE FARM!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Mhmm.” Dean rolled his eyes. “I hate you.”

“Dean!” Sam stepped toward his older brother.

Dean put his hand up to stop him. Sam froze in place.

“Fine. Sam, you ask him about it,” he gestured toward their dad.

“Did you cheat on Mom?” Sam sighed, not wanting to believe it.

“Lyra’s already been excused,” John said.

“That’s not what I asked. How dare you hurt us. Why?” Sam walked to stand over his dad. “And Mom! Did she find out?”

“It wasn’t anything.”

“Stop lying!” Dean shoved the note into his dad’s chest.

“She found out, that’s why Lyra was demoted around that time. Do you remember? Look, it’s over, I don’t need Lyra in my life. It was a mistake five years ago that I regret.”

“Fine.” Dean stomped away.

“Dean, wait.” John stood to follow him. Dean stopped but didn’t turn around.“I’m sorry.”

Dean continued and walked out of the room. YN paced in their personal chamber. She startled when Dean threw the door open and it hit the doorstop on the inside wall. YN followed him as he made a beeline for the bay window. She caught up to him and wrapped her arms around him from the back.

“Wait, slow down.” YN whispered.

“Gah, I can’t even-”

“I know.” She started. “Shh…”

YN turned him around and pulled him into her arms.

“Come on.” She led him to the bed where she guided him to lie his head on her lap. Running her fingers through his short hair, YN felt him relax. “I know this is a lot. I got you. You can get through this. I’ll be here.” She kissed his cheek. “I love you so much. Just breathe. Focus on breathing in and out.”

Dean ignored his dad in private. Sam did the same. YN wanted to yell at the man, but she didn’t feel it was her place… yet.

“Dean,” YN rolled over in bed. She saw him moving around in the bed, almost shrieking. “Dean, sweetie. You have to wake up.” The prince groaned.

“Sorry,” he opened his eyes. Before he could continue, she kissed his mouth.

“No need. I love you.”

“You’re too good for me.” He sighed.

“Nah.” She adjusted so that she was facing him. “Your mom?” YN referred to his bad dream.

“Just everything. I’m okay. I think I may see if Benny is on shift and take him for a run.” The prince sat up and moved the blankets away from him.

“Sounds good. I’m going to sleep in if that’s okay.”

“You, my princess, can do whatever you like. I’ll be safe. Promise.”

Dean and Benny jogged around the edge of the property, security along the perimeter. Someone ran up to the iron fence and took a picture. Security turned and forced the man away.

“Dammit.” Dean growled.

“Keep running, sir, you came here to relax. Don’t let that guy ruin it for you.”

“Let’s go.” Dean darted toward the house, tired of being seen.

Dean hosted the gala again the next year as he always had since being old enough. YN was proud to be by his side this time.

“Let’s raise some money!” He lifted his class of sparkling water and cheered with the crowd. Dean walked down the steps to meet YN at the bottom.

“You look so handsome, Prince Dean,” she grinned at him.

“You look beautiful, princess.” He would have kissed her, but there were rules about PDA for royals.

They enjoyed their evening together, YN watching Dean work his magic on the crowd. YN saw something in him she hadn’t seen in a while. With his dad not in attendance, she noted the calm and charismatic Dean that she knew he was. Instead of a clenched jaw, she saw her husband smile, ask how others were, and meant his caring responses. She waited off to the side as he worked the room and thanked the guests. A dignitary asked for a dance, and she looked to Benny for approval. He nodded. She accepted and was led to the dance floor. As they danced, YN stiffened. Benny saw her become uncomfortable. The man’s hand went lower than the small of her back. She used her safety signal and Benny was next to her before she could say anything.

“Princess, the prince would like to escort you as he makes his exit for the evening,” he gritted his teeth at the man.

“Right, thank you.”

Benny took her arm and looped it through his.

“And if you EVER touch a woman inappropriately again, I will personally smash your face,” he snapped at the dignitary.

The man’s eyes went wide.

“Go tell him you’re tired, Princess.” Benny winked.

As the evening’s festivities came to an end, they bid the crowd goodnight.

“Did you have fun?” Dean looked to his wife.

“Very much so.” YN smiled. “You seemed to enjoy it.”

“John was not there,” he shrugged. “It was fun to do my own event.”

“I saw how at ease you were.”

“Let’s get you to bed,” he took her arm and led her out of the ballroom.

“You were you tonight.” YN smiled as she climbed into bed.

“It was fun.” Dean smiled to himself and followed her. He wrapped an arm around her middle.

The next day, YN saw something on the news that stopped her in her tracks.

“DEAN!” She screamed toward the en suite.

“What?” The prince ran into the room, wrapping a towel around his bottom half, dripping wet from a shower.

“Look!” She unpaused the TV.

The King of Genovia has been seen with Lyra Link, a former aide to his leadership team. It has been reported previously that he has cheated on his now deceased wife, the queen.

“Dammit! I quit the royal family!” Dean yelled at the TV. “You think this is funny, Dad?” He pointed st his father’s face on the screen. Dean picked up a small side table and raised it above his head.

“DEAN!” YN shrieked. The prince stilled. “Baby, take a breath before you do anything you don’t mean to,” she said calmly.

“I’m sorry!” Dean put the table in its place.

“Come here,” YN opened her arms to him as she sat on their large bed. She made a V with her legs to create space for him to lean on her.

Dean immediately climbed onto the bed and lied his head on her chest.

“I’m so sorry.” He started sniffling.

“It’s okay. Let it out. Just let go, babe.” YN rubbed his back as the sniffles turned into cries. She kissed the top of his head gently.

BREAKING NEWS: The king has not only been seen with Ms. Link, they have been killed.

The news person gasped as she read her screen to her audience.

“What?” YN turned back to the TV. “Dean, listen!”

“We are getting reports that the King and Ms. Link were targeted outside of one of the royal properties.”

“Oh my- ” Dean’s legs went out from under him.

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near-dareis-mai · 5 years ago

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HDM Episode 1x06 recap

Recap of His Dark Materials Episode 1x6: The Daemon Cages

So we start off with Lyra getting introduced to life in prison Bolvagar

Establishing shot to remind us that we’re in the north

so lyra decides to sit by herself so as not to let the gobblers/bolvangar guards know that her and roger are friends

of course they decide this via a not-at-all obvious tete a tete between their respective daemons

a girl comes to sit at Lyra’s table and anyone with the slightest sense of narrative framing should already know where this is going

Of course their dinner is interrupted by the Bolvangar doctor, accompanied by handmaid# 2, who asks for lyra’s table buddy to come with her

then we get a 10 second creepy shot of handmaid# 3 staring right at us, for no real reason, until she's interrupted by the doctor

which segues into the intro music

up next, we get another doctor, who tells lyra that he needs to take some kind of "measurements" from her

lyra figures out that he’s taking pictures of the dust around her through the special camera

which prompts the doctor to ask where she found out about dust

the doctor buys it, of course

then lyra, truly the child of lord "gives no fucks" asriel and marissa "gives negative fucks" coulter, straight up calls him out on cutting children from their daemons, which the doctor of course denies

then they get interrupted by the fire alarm, and handmaiden #4 (or just #3 again? I'm losing count) gives directions to go to the nearest fire exit in the most robotic voice ever

we then cut to a very prison-like locker room where all the children are getting into their jackets, while being watched over my more handmaids

more handmaids are taking roll call outside

surprise snowball fight started by lyra and roger, because this show is really determined to drive that schoolyard/recess allegory in with an anvil

lyra and roger escape while the snowball fight is happening

they run in a direction which roger thinks is the way out and i have Questions as to why he would ever think that

another dead-eyed handmaid is coming around the bend (seriously do they order them from handmaid-costco or something?) so lyra and roger have to hide

they realize that they're in the room where the children's severed daemons are kept, neatly filed away by name

but cage containing billy costa's daemon is empty, of course

then they find the room in which all the children who have undergone intercision are kept

lyra and roger rejoin the other children as they go back in, resolving to escape before lyra is chosen for intercision next

meanwhile, bolvangar has an avian visitor

then we get a way-too-creepily-normal breakroom scene with the two bolvangar doctors

doctor# 2 seems to be exhibiting signs of having an actual conscience

then we cut to "our" world, where will is listening to an interview of his father's on his laptop, and then tucks his mother into bed

of course they're being watched by Lord Boreal's goons

STAY AWAY FROM THEM! GET A JOB!!

meanwhile back in Lyra's world, She is here, and the children all know it as soon as they wake up

lyra has a talk with the other girls and they agree to hide her from mrs. coulter

the girls tell lyra to hide under the bed, and the rest of them pretend nothing is out of place when marisa comes in to inspect them

meanwhile, we check in with the Gyptians who are trying to break into Bolvangar and save the kidnapped children (seriously, how is this show managing to juggle so many locations and characters in 50 minutes??)

back in bolvangar, lyra is organizing the girls to break out

doctor# 1 is back, and asking for Lizzie Lyra this time

lyra says goodbye to her newfound friends

lyra tries to make a break for it, but is stopped when doctor# 2 catches her daemon

dr. conscience locks pan up in a cage

of course lyra raises hell trying to get him out

LYRA YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE

but she’s eventually subdued

doctor# 1 primes the intercision machine

pay not attention to the incredibly sharp giant blade

as a last resort, lyra screams out for mrs. coulter and well, speak of the devil

then, marisa sees who's in the cage

of course she stops the “experiment” and saves lyra

we cut to lyra recuperating in what are presumably marisa’s quarters in bolvangar

we finally get a chance for lyra and marisa to talk, and for some things to be explained

and it just kinda goes downhill from there, guys

lyra asks her mother why she is intercising children and marisa gives her the same half-gospel half-pseudo-science spiel that we've seen everyone else give

Lyra of course calls her out by asking the obvious question here... if intercision is such a positive thing, then why was Marisa so afraid of Lyra undergoing it?

marisa promises not to hurt lyra's friends and of course lyra claps back because billy is already dead

marisa then explains to lyra that this experiment is her calling in life, and she's not about to be stopped by petty things like a conscience

marisa asks for the alehtiometer, and lyra hands over the box that it's presumably in

lyra escapes while marisa and her daemon are busy fighting off the metal-insect-spider-tracking thingy

synchronized screaming... loving these mother daughter bonding sessions the show is giving us!

lyra pulls the fire alarm, and tells the other kids to get out while she keeps the bolvangar guards distracted

in a truly horrifying intermission scene, we learn that the dead-eyed handmaids have in fact had their daemons intercised from them

roger finds the intercised children and tries to get them to leave with him, while lyra blows up the intercision machine

the children try to escape but are waylaid by Dr. Conscience and his bolvangar goons

who are then waylaid by the Gyptians coming to the rescue

because prison break-in is a family fun activity, the whole gang is here

meanwhile, the Gyptians are obviously outnumbered by the Bolvangar guards

why, perhaps a witch by the name of Serafina Pekkala?

I didn’t have to take this many screenshots of Serafina taking out the trash. I CHOSE to take this many screenshots of Serafina taking out the trash.

then she peaces back out as quickly as she came

look who's still alive

we don’t even have time to breathe after the battle, before lyra says goodbye to the Gyptians and the freed children, and continues with roger, scoresby and iorek to free lord asriel

serafina pekkala shows up on the balloon out of nowhere but i'm not complaining because i'm always happy to see madame pekkala on my screen

lee and serafina have a very Important and Foreshadowing talk about lyra

cut to cute scene of Lyra cuddling to sleep with Iorek

LEE ADMITS HE LOVES LYRA THE ADOPTION PAPERS ARE GOING THROUGH IMMEDIATELY

then serafina bounces, and we should have the nice, peaceful, hopeful ending THAT WE ALL DESERVE, but of course we don’t, because lee gets woken up in the middle of the night by some noises

between all the chaos of fighting off the cliff ghasts, lyra tumbles out of the balloon

the return of synchronized screaming, the only true Lyra Family Bonding Experience

and that’s what you missed on Glee

#his dark materials #hdm #the daemon cages #lyra belacqua #lee scoresby #marisa coulter #iorek byrnison #serafina pekkala #ma costa #john faa #farder coram #bolvangar #pantalaimon #mrs. coulter #hdm recaps

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clumsycapitolunicorn · 4 years ago

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That episode of HDM though!

The fact Marisa just poisoned Boreal (she gave him a freaking kiss of death) and was still sat there near him hours later... (also telling him he isn’t her equal)

MARISA CAN CONTROL THEM SPECTRES. POWER MOVE.

The whole Marisa being so disconnected from her daemon thing though...

I really do feel for that golden monkey. yes he’s a little sh** but he’s a little sh** in need of attention.

Love the duo that is john parry and lee scoresby (every time lee says jopari i hear joffrey). I would like to hear more of daemon!PWB please.

SERAFINA PEKKALA! THAT IS ALL.

I was wondering when they’d get to Will’s hand being infected cause there was no way he could just walk around fine after that without medical help.

Oh Mary, you’re doing amazing sweetie! THE ANGEL WINGS.

I may not be happy about them trying to kill Will and Lyra but Paola asking a stranger to hug her cause her own parents aren’t able to cause all the adults are gone broke my heart. Angelica asking her to stay with them though. Mary I think you’ve accidentally adopted two feral girls. I like that she took them with her bless her.

I got so annoyed that the ep ended lmao.

#his dark materials spoilers #hdm spoilers

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peri-helia · 4 years ago

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I hope I’m like Ma Costa or Lee Scoresby

You already are Lyra sweetie you’re doing amazing

#hdm spoilers #hdm #lyra silvertongue

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caitlinsnicket · 5 years ago

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Surprise!

Request: Lee Scoresby imagine! (His Dark Materials is bloody amazing! ❤️) Fem!reader please! You are in a relationship with Lee, and go with Lee and the Gyptians north to Bolvanger. Whilst on the journey you realise you're pregnant, but that doesn't stop you being reckless during the battle and Lee gets super protective when you get hurt (but still fight on) till it comes out that you're pregnant. Reactions of Lee (+uber protective increase)!

Characters: Lee Scoresby, Y/N, Ma Costa, Lyra Belaqua, daemons.

Warnings: Descriptions of violence, a harmed leg, pain, pregnancy, and the real romance shows up close to the end.

Pairing: Lee Scoresby xY/N.

A/N: Finished it! I actually didn’t really like the result of this fic, but i loved writing it. Feel free to like, reblog or comment. Also, requests are open!

It happened again. It was the third time that week. I tried hiding the puke throwing dirt on top of it, but the smell was still strong. Cleaning my mouth, I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but the closest crowd was preparing the camp, and none of them were paying attention in me. I walked back slowly, fixing my hair behind my ear.

A lot of possibilities crossed my mind: food poisoning, uneasiness from stress, anxiety or… no. It couldn’t be *that*. I and Lee had been careful: kids weren’t in the picture. Never.

“But it could be,” said D/N, moving back to the camp by my side, his expression is a concerned one. He felt bad as much as I did. He wanted to search for an answer with a doctor or a nurse, but I was reluctant. It still could be anything else.

But the constant puking (that I was hiding from Lee), the mood swings and the lack of my period in the past two weeks indicated otherwise. But, even if I wanted to check with a doctor, there was no in sight. We passed in the middle of the tents, but I couldn’t go forward because of the sudden chest pain.

“We could talk to her. She’s had two kids. She must know when someone is pregnant” D/N was looking at Ma Costa. She fixed a bonfire alone, and her kid was nowhere to be seen. D/N still walked towards her beside my protests, and I decided to follow h. In the end, asking wasn’t so bad. We approached her, and she looked at us with a kind smile.

“Hi, sorry to bother you. Can I ask you a question? I know we don’t know each other too well, but I feel like I can trust you” I asked, playing with my fingers.

“Sure, what can I help you with?”.

“How did you know you were pregnant?”.

She looked surprised, but then she proceeded to describe all the symptoms. The same symptoms that I was having.

“Also, I felt a small lump in my uterus area. I kept touching until I felt it, and then when I asked a friend of mine, she said that I was with child” she said, finishing the bonfire and looking me in the eyes “but why do you ask? You and the aeronaut are expecting?”.

I blushed at her words.

“I don’t know. I have the same things you had, and my period is been missing. I have no idea”.

She approached me, silently asking if she could touch me. When I nodded, she put her hand under my coat and pressed until she found what she was looking for. The same second she pressed the small lump, I felt it too. She smiled at me as to confirm, but before I could make any other questions, someone called me.

“Y/N! Sweetheart! Where are- oh there you are! I gotta show you something” Maggie quickly took her hand out of me and winked, going inside her tent to give us some privacy “did I interrupt something?”.

“No, we were just talking. Trivial stuff you know?” I distracted him by holding his face and kissing his lips sweetly. He melts, and his hands fly to my waist. I open my eyes in panic and get away from him “so, you wanted to show me something?”.

Hester seems to know that something is wrong, but Lee was easily distracted by the awesome thing he found. And I had a life inside of me. We walked, hand in hand towards another place, our daemons beside us. The words were dancing in my tongue, but the courage to tell him was completely lost.

As the night fell, something different was in the air. Something was coming, something bad, and everybody could feel it. The tension could be cut with a butter knife. Lee walked into our tent with Lyra beside him, both with a concerned expression.

“Lyra read that thing and it told her we are going to be attacked. I need you to stay inside and keep her safe” before I could protest, he continued, handing me a gun “I won’t risk any of you getting hurt or in danger, so you stay inside and protect each other. Please”.

“Lyra sweetie, go inside, please? I need to speak with Mr. Scoresby for a moment” I smiled sweetly at her, and she couldn’t contain her smile of delight- because of the nickname or because I was about to roast Lee, I didn’t know yet. She got into the tent and my voice became a whisper “I’m not some damsel in distress that needs protection all the time. We both know I can protect myself and that I’m a better shooter than you. I would be more useful here than there”. “These orders came from John Faa. I don’t make the rules. Just, please, stay safe” He disappeared when the first gunshot was heard, Hester behind him, with a guilty expression in her face. D/N growled but got inside the tent anyway. I followed him.

Lyra was using her device to see something, so I decided to sit there hearing the noises. Gunshots, shouts, sounds of punches and bones cracking. Without me noticing, the girl got closer to me, trying to seem tough, but I could see her daemon shaking beside her. She was scared.

“We are going to be alright sweetie. We are going to get out of here, find Billy and Roger and everything will be fine. Okay?” she nodded, and I gave her a side hug. The noises got louder, and I felt the need to go outside. One look from D/N, and I knew he agreed.

“Lyra, I need you to stay here and to keep quiet okay? I’m going outside and I’m coming soon. But you need to keep quiet” she nodded and covered herself with a blanket, trying to stay still.

I got out slowly, and looked around, trying to find the enemy. But as he found me first, the bullet got inside my leg faster than I could’ve seen. As I hit the ground, Lee shows up from nowhere and shoots the guy, his daemon vanishing from existence. It was almost too painful to bear, but the good thing was that the intruders were gone.

Hester had her ears up, and as she detected no one else, Lee ran to me, holding me close to his chest and picking me up. He seemed disturbed, and hurriedly took me inside the tent.

“I told you to stay inside. I told you. What if he hit you in the head? Lyra, come out, go get Ma Costa, I’ll get you after” The girl seemed to want to stay, but after some words from Pantalaimon, she left, sending me a sympathetic look. Lee took off my pants and inspected the wound, and the bullet was still there “You see? Now you’re hurt. Finally” Maggie arrived with medicine and practically threw that in my face. One second after, I passed out.

D/N nibbled my cheek as I woke up. Still pantless, my hair out of place, Lee and Hester beside me sleeping, his hand over mine squeezing tightly. He was scared, but not for long. My leg hurt, but the weird remedy Iorek always had with me had worked. He seemed so peaceful like that. Then, I remembered. The baby. The goddamn life growing inside of me. I could’ve lost that. That’s when the tears came out, and that’s when he woke up.

“Oh my god, I was so worried,” He said, hugging me tightly, but being careful not to touch my still aching leg. He kissed every inch of my face, wiping away my tears and holding my face between his hands “it’s okay now. You are fine. Why are you crying?” He asked with a chuckle, but his eyebrows were furrowed.

“Did- did Maggie said something? About my state?”.

“Yeah, she said that you would be alright and that you were the same as before. What was she talking about?” he asked, curious and concerned.

I looked into his eyes searching for any anger or disgust, but I only found adoration, concern, and love. Pure love. And then I knew we would be okay, that I would be okay. Because he loved me and I loved him, and he would love that child no matter what happened.

“I talked to Maggie earlier and... I’ve been puking for some days, my period is late, we’ve been fighting for some time because I’m always stressed and there’s this small thing right here” I take his hand and I guide it to the small lump. He didn’t seem to understand, and Hester rolled her eyes beside him, kicking him in the process “I think I’m pregnant”.

All the color in his face disappeared, and for one second I thought he was going to faint, but the moment after he crushed me into his arms and started giggling. Lee Scoresby giggling. A rare sight, yes, but just as joyful. When I winced in pain for my leg, he let me go and started kissing me everywhere, saying how much he loved me and how much he was happy.

“Now you really have to be close to Lyra. And when something like this happens again, you have to stay inside. If something happened to you or to the baby I would never-”.

I didn’t let him finish, as I kissed him like it was the first time. He seemed to relax, and I hid my face in the crook of his neck. We would be fine.

#his dark materials #his dark materials imagine #lee scoresby #lee scoresby imagine #lee scoresby x reader #lee scoresby x y/n

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diamond-song42 · 5 years ago

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Card Shark 46: Lyra, Candy Fiend

Hey there, y’all! Welcome to a brand new Card Shark! Today I’m looking at (in my opinion) one of the most unique Friends to come out of Marks in Time... and she doesn’t even have Unique! Let’s take a look at “Lyra, Candy Fiend!”

Even as a filly, Lyra loved her benches. There aren’t many cards in the game that allow you to actively search your deck for something, but Lyra grants that. During your Main Phase, you can exhaust her and yank a Bon Bon card out of your deck - any Bon Bon card! I’m going to ignore the fact that this card does not say you should shuffle your deck after pulling out the Bon Bon card, since I believe that’s a rule that would be enforced in a competitive setting regardless. That’s quite a niche this little filly has! You don’t need to do anything else besides play her and wait a turn for her to ready to activate her. She’s not expensive - 3 AT and 2 Pink req for a 3 power Rare Pink Friend is a cost I’d expect. There’s also an okay range of cards for her to fetch that could shake up the game in different ways - I’ve counted six cards that Lyra can seek out, ranging from the Crystal Games to Defenders of Equestria, with five possible color choices out of the six. You don’t even have to reveal the Bon Bon card you choose! Can a card have a niche and be rather versatile at the same time? I think Lyra proves the answer is yes!

But our little anthropological princess can’t be perfect. She has a niche, sure, but that’s also where she falls flat - her ability is so specific, it’s hard to use effectively. While she is somewhat versatile, cards like Pinkie Pie, Everypony’s PFF prove that there is a limit to her versatility. You also can’t really build a viably competitive deck around her and Bon Bon specifically - they can’t really do any hard-hitting things like farm or move a lot of characters around. They’re supporting cards at the most. There’s also one card that would be amazing to utilize with this card, but the wording stops it from doing so, and that is Sweetie Drops, Secret Agent. Yes, we’re all aware that Sweetie Drops is Bon Bon, but the card is not directly named Bon Bon, so she cannot be fetched. And that’s a bummer, because I think that would be the best Friend to use with Candy Fiend. Curse you, language! If you’re a player that likes to carve out niches in the game (such as myself), I say use this card carefully.

That being said, what are the best Bon Bon cards to use alongside this card? Here are my top 3 recommendations:

*Bon Bon, Minty Fresh. Here’s the filly Bon Bon to go alongside the filly Lyra! Her cost/power trade-off is a little less even than Lyra’s, but her printed ability isn’t bad, especially if you find her with Candy Fiend. When she enters play (meaning you can Interdimensional Portal her), if you have a Lyra in play (presumably Candy Fiend), you can pay 1 AT to ready a character at her Problem. She doesn’t have to be at Lyra’s Problem, nor does it have to exclusively be a Friend! I may have to spotlight her in a future Shark.

*Bon Bon, Caroller. If you’re not a fan of having lots of Friends you exhaust to activate, you might want to try doing trickier things like bouncing. The Yellow Caroller from Defenders of Equestria can potentially bounce an opposing Friend if you reveal a Friend from the top of your deck when you play her. The sequence of events is simple: Find Yellow Caroller with Candy Fiend, then play Caroller and make some thunder. Preferably, this would be done with the knowledge that a Friend is at the top of your deck, maybe after using a card like Scope Things Out. Otherwise, you may have wasted 3 AT you could have used on a more viable card.

*Lyra and Bon Bon, Better Halves. Bet you didn’t think of this card right off the bat, did you? As the text dictates, it counts as a Bon Bon in all zones! LyraBon CatDog here can act as a sort of Wild Fire, Speed Racer by moving another Friend when they are moved. What I like about this one besides the Eccentric 1 is that you can play multiple copies of these and get more Friends with Friendship counters, giving you more options for moving. It’s also just a fun-looking card. How can you not feel just a bit happy when you see these two smile? :D

Thanks for reading another installment of Card Shark! Next week I’m moving onto Defenders of Equestria with a really impactful Event! Come back then to find out which Event it is! Diamond out!

#my little pony #mlp:fim #my little pony friendship is magic #lyra #lyra heartstrings #MLP: friendship is magic #mlpccg #mlp #ccg #mlp:ccg #marks in time #friend #candy fiend

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porkchop-ao3 · 7 years ago

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I just read your J19zeta7 fic and it was amazing!!! If you’re still taking request, I would love to see J19zeta7 maybe pushed into going to a strip club with other ricks and they make fun of him? Until reader, one of the best dancers, takes notice how handsome he is and gives him a special lap dance. It makes all the other ricks stop in their tracks. Maybe after his dance it lead to more smut? Or do however you want with this ☺️☺️I think you would do amazing at!!! I love your writing!! Thank you

This is a very sweet message for starters, I’m so glad you enjoy my writing! :) I’m sorry this took so long. Whoopsie Daisy, I accidentally made this over 4.5k words… So I hope that makes up for the wait! xD This one features deepthroating, yay! Enjoy x

Working at a strip club on the Citadel of Rick’s wasn’t what I’d pictured myself doing five years ago, but I’d soon come to realise that Spearmint Rick wasn’t a half bad place to work. A decent wage, a flash penthouse to live in free of charge, all the clothes I needed for work supplied to me; I had it pretty good. After all, women living on the Citadel was a rarity, and there was a total of six of us working at the club, all of which were taken care of by one Rick. The owner. He made sure our every need was catered for, we were never left wanting for anything. He knew what we had to put up with, he knew we needed an incentive to stay.

Rick’s weren’t always respectful. Some would try to touch us without permission. Some would make comments that were a little too inappropriate, even for in a strip club. Some of the wealthier Rick’s would try to bribe us for extra services. Now, this wasn’t strictly against the rules, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t taken one or two up on their offer. I wouldn’t call it prostitution. No. I only slept with a Rick if I wanted to, if they wanted to give me money at the end of the night, well then… That was up to them. Let’s call it a gift.

It was the same faces every night. Well, that was obvious; every face was a Rick. But it was always the same Rick’s, some would be regular visitors coming every week… one or two visiting every day, even. I would go as far as saying I was friends with a few of the nicer ones. But generally, they blurred into one. When I danced for them on stage, they were a fuzz of lecherous grins, wolf whistles and gruffly spoken compliments; usually along the lines of look a the ass on that, or get a load of those tits. It was all very predictable, after all, they were literally different versions of the same person. There wasn’t much room for uniqueness.

That was exactly why when something was different, I noticed. Up on stage, I tossed a glance over my shoulder at the group of Rick’s that always took up the same space every Friday night; a set of three of them in uniform. Council guards. They’d always whoop and holler, drink way too much. Then again, show me a sober Rick and I’ll eat my hat. One of the three always got handsy, paid me for a private dance every damn week and always wanted more by the end of it; but he just wasn’t my type of Rick. But this week, I noticed an extra figure perched at the edge of the table. Between spins on the pole, I watched him. His eyes were fixed on the table, and he nervously tapped his fingers on the sides of his glass. He looked a little different to the other Rick’s; he wasn’t in uniform for one, and he wore his hair differently. But what struck me the most was his expression, it was gentler than the other Rick’s. There was no trace of a dirty smirk, or an ogling gaze, just a soft smile and a slight curve to his brow. It wasn’t a particularly comfortable looking smile, and it certainly wasn’t a look I’d seen around before.

My slot on stage was up, and once the song I’d been performing to came to an end, I made my way down the steps at the edge of the stage to ‘make the rounds’. There was a routine to this gig, every couple of hours each girl had a stage slot, a time to be the center of attention, to advertise the goods. Once it was up, we mingled; flirting Rick’s out of their hard earned money in return for a private dance. For their cash they got a topless dance, full nude if they paid extra, and if we liked them; they could touch.

I made my way over to the guards’ table, utilising the well practiced walk that swayed my hips in a way that had the Rick’s drooling. Oddly enough; this job was empowering. I’d never felt sexier, so desirable, so in control of a situation despite having my tits and ass almost completely out. The way each Rick would watch me, try to get my attention, work to get two minutes of my time or even a wink. How flattering it was to be told every night that you’re my favorite, baby.

“Lookie here boys, it’s our girl.” One of the Rick’s called out as I stopped in front of the table, bracing my hands on it’s surface and leaning over.

“It’s good to see you all again, though I will admit. I’m a little offended that you missed our date last Friday.” I teased, sweeping my eyes across the row of men in front of me. It was true, it had been two weeks since they’d last shown their faces; a very odd occurrence.

“Ahh, sorry, baby. Staff- council made us go on some shitty staff training weekend. Did, uh, did you miss us?” Another piped up, the one directly in front of me. He leaned across the table, his flirtatious smirk just inches from my face. I watched as he stared down at my cleavage with as much subtlety as a brick. I reached out and placed a finger under his chin, lifting his head to look him in the eye.

“Of course I did. You’re my favorite customers.”

“I bet- I bet you say that to all the Rick’s.” He said, and I smiled in amusement. I dropped my finger abruptly from his chin, and I stood up straight, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Where are your manners, boys? You haven’t introduced me to your friend, yet.” I turned my gaze to the Rick on my left, the different one. He jolted at the attention, looking up at me with wide eyes. A snort came from the Rick who always got a private dance, and I glanced at him.

“Friend? This idiot isn’t our friend. He’s a tag along. We just thought, hey, if you’re so goddamn eager to linger like a bad smell, how about- why not come see how real Rick’s spend their Friday nights?” He told me, and I raised a brow.

“‘Real Rick’s’? He looks like a Rick to me.” I looked the guy up and down, and he flushed under my gaze.

“He’s Doofus Rick. Jus- come on baby you don’t need to waste your time on him. He wouldn’t even know what to do with a woman like you.” The Rick directly next to him said, turning his back slightly, trying to block him out of the conversation.

“I doubt that’s true, is it, sweetie?” I leaned back over the table, towards the so-called 'doofus’. “I bet you know exactly what you’re doing.” I gave him a sultry smile. He seemed to shrink under the attention, his slightly lazy eyes not seeming to know where to settle; darting between my breasts and my face and the other Rick’s. “Doofus Rick, huh? That doesn’t sound very nice. What’d you like to be called?”

“I’m- I’m Rick J19Zeta7.” He told me quietly, and I smiled.

“Alright, Rick J19Zeta7. I haven’t seen you in here before, what brings you here?” I asked, and he glanced over at the others, who seemed to be watching on with varying degrees of disbelief plastered on their faces.

“Th-they told me we were going to the observatory.” He admitted, and I chuckled.

“So, what you’re saying is, you don’t want to be here?” I asked, raising a brow in amusement. His lips parted and his brow curved in guilt.

“No! That’s not- I didn’t mean to say that. You’re very nice and I- this is a nice place, gosh, I don’t want to offend you or anything.” He rushed to make amends, and I simply shook my head with a grin on my face.

“I’m joking. I’m not offended.” I held my hand out to him daintily. “I’m Lyra.” I greeted him. He looked at my hand for a moment, before giving it a very gentle shake.

“That’s a- Lyra’s a pretty name… like- like the constellation.” He smiled timidly.

“It’s not her real name, dumbass. They’re all- all the girls are given different names here. They’re all after constellations. Thought you’d figured that one out after Andromeda over there bought you your… your glass of spring water.” One of the others sighed heavily, rolling his eyes.

“Oh, that’s- that’s pretty clever! I like that.” J19 smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Jeez.” I heard one of the Rick’s mutter. I pursed my lips in thought.

“Well, thank you for the compliment all the same. I agree, Lyra is a pretty name.” I straightened up, taking a step closer to him, reaching a hand out to run my fingers through his hair. Being so close, I saw the slow sweep his eyes made from my legs to my eyes, and I saw how they clouded with something close to lust… but it was swiftly hidden. “You’re cute, Rick J19Zeta7.” I commented, giving him a cheeky smile. Rick fidgeted, avoiding my eyes and scooting forwards in his seat, closer to the table. I noticed the Rick next to him give him a funny look, before he broke out into a smirk.

“Oh shit, Doofus. What’s wrong? Did you get a stiffy 'cause the pretty lady spoke to you?” He asked in a condescending voice, and the poor guy flushed impossibly red. I resisted the urge to join the other Rick’s in peeking under the table; but they all resurfaced howling with laughter.

“Oh my God, he does. He actually fuckin’ does.” One of them exclaimed.

“Shit, this guy- hey, Lyra, is this a new record for you?” Another cackled, and I rose a brow at their display.

“I don’t- I- shut up you guys! Why’d you always try to embarrass me like this?” J19 whined, yet his hands had gone under the table, no doubt to cover himself up. I licked my lips as I watched him. Something about him was very attractive to me; whether it was his kindness or his innocence, I wasn’t sure. But the idea that he was sporting a boner while we spoke… well, that did something to me. I trailed my hand down to his shoulder and leaned down to him.

“How about I show you my private room, sweetie?” I said into his ear, and his body went rigid.

“I- I don’t have any money, c-cause I didn’t know we were-”

“No charge.” I said, biting on my bottom lip.

“What the fuck?” My regular Rick yelled, looking pissed. I rolled my eyes and looked over at him.

“Cool it, honey. I simply want to talk a little more, somewhere without all this loud music.” I assured him, flashing him a flirty smile. “Don’t worry, you’ll get what you came for later.”

“Damn right I will.” He grumbled. He pointed a finger at J19. “And you, keep your goddamn hands off of her, she’s- I don’t want her tainted.”

I rolled my eyes subtly as I turned my head back the Rick in front of me. “So?” I asked, offering my hand to him.

“Talking more w-would be nice.” He nodded, taking my hand as he rose to his feet. I smiled and led him away from the others.

“I’ll see you boys in a little while, don’t go anywhere.” I called over my shoulder.

Once we were away from the main club and halfway down the corridor towards my private room, I turned around, taking his other hand and walking backwards as I led him. I glanced down at his crotch, noticing a slight bulge there, and smiled.

“You know, Rick, if you’d like me to dance for you while we talk… I’m quite happy to.” I purred, backing into the door and pushing it open. The private rooms were fairly small, atmospherically lit with colour changing lights: fading from pink, to purple, to blue, to purple, to pink. There was a comfortable sofa inside with dozens of throw pillows, a glass coffee table, and a speaker; quietly playing music.

I led him to the sofa, gently pushing him down by his shoulders. He leaned back into the cushions, never once taking his eyes off of me. “I-I think I’d like that.” He nodded.

“Yeah?” I said coming close to him and placing my hands around the back of his neck, beginning to sway my hips to the sound of the music, undulating from side to side. “Alright, sweetie. Since it’s your first time here; I’ll treat you.” I smiled, stroking my hands down the front of his chest as I bent my knees, lowering myself down in front of him, before rising back up.

“Wow, you- you’re a good dancer.” He said, his fists balled up at his sides.

“Thank you.” I laughed, turning around and shaking my backside for him, bending over as I watched him over my shoulder. He looked incredibly flustered, like he wasn’t sure how to react. “So, do tell me, how do you know those other Rick’s? Are you a council guard too?” I asked, hoping the small talk would put him at ease.

“No, not officially… I do help out though, they won’t- they won’t let me become a certified guard.” He said, rather sadly.

“And why’s that?” I asked, turning back around to face him as I moved with the music.

“Well, you saw how they talk about me. They don’t th-think I’m smart enough.” He admitted, looking down to my waist.

“You seem plenty smart to me.” I noted, and he shrugged. I didn’t like how sad he was looking, so ran my fingertip down the side of his cheek and said, “Would you like me to take this off?”

He watched as I flicked my bra strap against my shoulder, and his eyes widened. “You- you’d actually do that?”

“Of course. I’d like to.” I nodded, stroking my hands slowly over the mounds of my breasts, tempting him. He didn’t answer, but I took his astonished expression as a positive response, so I reached behind me and unclasped my bra. Holding the cups to my chest, I shimmied each arm out of the straps, watching him gulp hard as I let it go, baring myself to him.

“Oh, wow, they’re- you’re so pretty.” He told me, and I giggled, playing with my breasts for him, squeezing them and tugging on my nipples. A quiet whine came from the back of his throat, and I noticed the bulge in his pants had grown and I could see his hard on tenting his pants clear as day. At the sight of it, I felt a surge of arousal go straight to my core, and I shuddered.

“You wanna touch them?” I asked, secretly praying he’d say yes. Every single suggestion I made seemed to surprise him, his eyes widening, his lips parting to show his cute, crooked teeth, those cheeks turning pink.

“Ohh gosh, I- I don’t know, Lyra… I haven’t really, um, been with many women.” He admitted, and I gingerly climbed onto the sofa, straddling his lap.

“Please?” I couldn’t help myself. The hands by his sides rose to my body, hovering over my waist, twitching slightly. Eventually, he touched me, his fingers like little sparks of static electricity against my skin. He wasn’t even touching my breasts, yet I found myself moaning quietly. “Rick you're… I have to admit you’re one of the most irresistible men I’ve met on the Citadel.”

“Really? Oh, jeez that’s really something, Lyra. W-why is that?” He asked, his eyes focused on my breasts as I wiggled them in front of his face.

“You seem very sweet. I’d like to see if… if you’re like that in the bedroom.” I admitted, taking his hands in my own and slowly guiding them up my body, my grip loose, not at all forceful. When they reached my breasts, he squeezed them of his own accord, and I chewed on my bottom lip. “Or if maybe… you’re a bit of a freak. A real dirty boy.”

Rick laughed nervously, his hands moving back down to rest on my thighs.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” I asked, getting ready to climb off of him, but the hands on my thighs kept me in place.

“No! I’m just- I’m really- I don’t wanna get too, you know… you’re a beautiful lady, and I don’t want to get carried away and do something you don’t like.” He admitted, and I chuckled, sounding slightly menacing even to myself.

“Relax, baby. What if I want you to get carried away?” I said, and he let out a soft moan, pressing his lips together quickly after. I trailed my hand over his chest, moving down his body to his lower abdomen. He jolted and looked down at my hand warily. “This looks like it’s uncomfortable.” I said, ghosting my hand over the straining tent in his slacks, not quite touching him, yet asking him for an invitation.

“It- it is a little.” He nodded sheepishly.

“Looks impressive too. Your pants must feel real tight right now, hmm?” I continued, and he nodded slowly, licking his lips. “Well. We can’t have you feeling uncomfortable now, can we?” I said, my hand hovering over his fly. I looked to him for permission, and he nodded his head again. Carefully, I unbuckled his belt, then undid his pants; tugging them open and pulling them down a little to free his hard on, covered only by a pair of loose boxers. I always found it interesting how different Rick’s had different underwear preferences. It was a fun little game to try and guess, J19 surprised me, I had him down as a briefs man.

“Does… does it bother you?” He asked, and I glanced up from his arousal to look him in the eye, swallowing down the saliva that had gathered in my mouth. How shameful.

“Does what bother me, sweetie?”

“That I’m, uh, that I’m like this because of you.” He said, flushing. I raised my brows in surprise at his question. I giggled, and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“Oh, honey. I’d be bothered if you weren’t.” I told him, and he laughed too, seeming to relax. “Listen, Rick J19Zeta7, I’d like to make you feel good.” I whispered to him, stroking my fingertips over his lower abdomen, making his breath hitch.

“Yeah?” He replied, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes.

“Tell me to stop if… if it’s too much, okay?” I said, and he nodded his head eagerly. With that, I gave into my urges and wrapped my hand around his hard on, squeezing gently through his cotton underwear. Rick tensed, a quiet whine coming from the back of his throat, getting louder as I stroked him slowly. I brought my other hand up to his chin, tilting his head up so that I could kiss him. He froze for a moment, seemingly unsure of how to react, but he quickly relaxed; kissing me back with as much enthusiasm as I was hoping for. His confidence seemed to grow, and he allowed himself to trail his hands over my body, exploring every part of me, squeezing and caressing every curve.

I took this as confirmation that it was okay to proceed, and slowly crept a hand inside his boxers, stroking him skin to skin. Rick broke the kiss, his eyes flying down to his crotch as he let out a desperate groan, breath picking up. My palm quickly moistened with his precum, and I had no doubt that he wanted this, I just wondered if it was half as much as I did. He cursed under his breath, his head rolling back against the sofa, eyes rolling up to the ceiling unfocused. I took the opportunity presented to me and pressed kisses into the column of his neck, earning a little breathless laugh for my actions. I slid back in his lap, trailing the kisses down as far as his clothes would let me, sneaking my free hand underneath his shirt and caressing his chest. His little moans and gasps were getting to me, his inexperience was obvious in that he seemed a lot less reserved than other Rick’s, Iess controlled… and it was driving me loopy.

“Rick, baby, I wanna- can I use my mouth on you?” I found myself asking, sliding further back in his lap and readying my descent to the ground before I’d even got my answer. I wasn’t disappointed though, as his head darted up to look and me and he nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Please, tha-that's…” he trailed off, holding his tongue. I smirked, sinking down to the floor and kneeling between his legs. I reached for his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear to pool around his ankles; he was quick to raise his hips to help me. Less and less shy he was becoming, boldly reaching out to push a piece of hair away from my forehead as he chewed on his bottom lip. Keeping eye contact, I gave a long sweep of my tongue along the underside of his shaft from base to tip. “Ahh! Fu- oh my gosh.” He whined, his cock twitching in my hand.

The head of his cock slipped past the tight ring of my lips and I bobbed up and down, keeping it shallow and twirling my tongue around him; tasting the sweet yet salty flavor of his arousal. I groaned, closing my eyes for a moment to savor the sensation of him filling my mouth inch by inch, as I took him deeper. He was noticeably larger than the other Rick’s I’d been with, as few as that may be, and the desire to get up and ride him burned inside me. Alas, the equally strong desire to feel him throb and release in my mouth prevailed, and I kept my knees firmly on the ground.

“Ohh Lyra, y-you’re so good at this!” He gasped, and I felt tension in his legs as I ran my hands up his thighs, the tension that came with the urge to thrust. An urge that most Rick’s followed without hesitation, but this one seemed to hold back. Perhaps it was a little messed up to think of that as a challenge, but I did.

I took him deeper still, relaxing and ignoring my instinct to gag as I felt him stretch my throat. With my eyes closed in concentration I didn’t realise how far I’d taken him until my nose made contact with his groin, and I felt an immense rush of satisfaction. Rick’s hand found its way to my head, fingers tangling in my hair. I pulled off of him to take a breath, a string of saliva connecting us.

“You like that? Like having your dick buried deep in my throat?” I asked, a flood of boldness filling me and coaxing the dirty talk from me. Rick shuddered and I watched a bead of precum roll down his shaft.

“Y-yes, yeah, you’re amazing at… at taking it.” He told me, eyes darkened with lust. I mouthed him again, taking him to the back of my throat over and over with each unbridled bob of my head. Rick writhed above me, making a satisfying amount of noise, and I felt the subtle tightening of his hand in my hair. I pushed myself to go quicker, deeper, wanting to pry the dominance out of him, groaning with joy when I got my wish with a hard buck of his hips and a growled; “Uhh, fuck yeah!”

Rick plowed into my mouth with uncontrolled, desperate thrusts. His eyes were squeezed shut and he was letting loose deep, lustful grunts until finally he pushed my head down, burying himself as far as physically possible. My gag reflex was all but non-existent when my mind was so focused on the sensation of his cock twitching, filling my throat with hot cum. My ears were filled with the sound of his long, blissful moan, and my eyes became unfocused, blurred with tears as I groaned helplessly around him.

Finally, the pressure was elevated from the back of my head and I pulled off of him with a gasp and a few coughs, gaining back my bearings. I hadn’t realised how long I’d gone without oxygen. I felt Rick’s hands on my face, his voice sounded distant.

“Oh my God I’m so so sorry! I-I-I don’t know what came ov-over me.” He rushed to amend his actions and I blinked up at him in surprise. “Lyra? S-say something!”

I pulled him down by his neck, crushing my lips to his. I snaked my tongue into his mouth, flicking the tip of his and tasting him. When I pulled back, he was looking at me with a confused expression.

“You aren’t mad at me?” He squeaked and I shook my head.

“Fuck no.” I told him, turning away from him for a second to grab a pen from the coffee table behind me. I took his arm in my hand and pushed his sleeve up, and scribbled something quickly across his skin. “That’s my number. You, uh, you’ll call me, right?”

“Y-y-you liked that?” He exclaimed, eyes wide. I rose to my feet and climbed on top of him again, taking his hand and guiding it between my legs. I pressed his fingers to the seat of my underwear, and he swallowed hard as he felt the damp spot that resided there.

“You tell me, J19Zeta7.” I smirked. His fingers slid back and forth along my clothed slit, almost curious in nature. I took a shaky breath and climbed off of him, moving out of his reach. “I need to get back to work.” I told him, leaning down to pick my bra up from the floor. He watched me dress myself before glancing down at his arm.

“Wh-when should I call you?” He asked me.

“Well, that’s up to you.” I shrugged, turning away from him to inspect myself in the mirror by the door. I touched up my lipgloss and tidied up the panda-eye look I had going on, before smiling at him in the reflection. “But uh, I’d very much like to do this again and… sooner rather than later.” I said, and he nodded in understanding, a little smile lighting up his face. He rose to his feet, pulling his slacks up as he did. He came closer to me, stopping just a few inches behind me. We looked at each other through the mirror.

“Well, Miss Lyra. I’ve very much enjoyed speaking with you this evening.” He said, a mischievous edge to his voice. “Will I ever get to learn your real name?”

“Perhaps.” I smiled. “You’ll have to wait and see, until we meet again.” I turned around to face him.

“I look forward to it.” He replied.

“Now. Come on, your friends will start to get suspicious.” I giggled, then led him out into the corridor, making sure to pull his coat sleeve down as I did.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez x reader #doofus rick x reader #fanfiction

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this-sapphic-paradise · 7 years ago

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If you could transport yourself to the Supergirl show universe for a limited time, what would you say to each character (Alex, Lena, Kara, Maggie, J'onn, Winn, James, M'aggan, Sam, Ruby, Mon-el) as an omniscient spectator? (I don't know if I explain myself well) and please can lena-lipbite-luthor answers as well?

Ooooh, this is an interesting question, I love it!!!! And don’t worry, hon, I think I get what you’re saying x.x

Brittane’s ( @lena-lipbite-luthor) replies will be in blockquote ^^

Rafa

to Alex:

Have you and Kara worked out the issues the Red-Kryptonite brought to attention?? Because if you haven’t, you should; and if you did, could you tell me about it??? And about Maggie… you did the right thing… As much as it hurts to let someone go, it’ll hurt less than giving up on your dream of being a mom. Also, you’re a badass, and believe em when I tell you, there’s an aaaaaaarmy of women out there who would do anything to have a chance with you ;)

Britt

to Alex:

-quietlytakes a seat, clears throat, waves awkwardly- Hey. First of all, how’s itgoing? Oh, I’m fine, thanks. Sorry to hear about you and Maggie. I’m proud ofyou though. It’s hard ending things with someone and putting your needs firstwhen it comes to the person you love. You’ll be okay. You experienced a greatlove and grew so much in the process!

…Asfar as being a mom… I have a feeling that may happen a biiiiit sooner than youexpect. Hmm? Oh, nothing. Don’t ask questions. Shhhh. Anyway, keep beingawesome!!

Rafa

to Lena:

-quietly walks into whatever building she’s in, wraps Lena in a thousand blankets, gives her hot chocolate, and hands her a puppy while I put up Winston’s barrier around her (from Overwatch)- Please, take a breather. You need to rest a little. And sweetie…. you have a heart of gold….don’t ever doubt that.

Oh…and you should ask Kara out, because the heart-eyes you two give each other is pretty obvious ;)

Also:

Britt

To Lena:

Buddy,sweetheart, honey, baby… You’re amazing. I feel like you probably don’t hearthat enough so I’m just here to let you know.

Hmm… I don’t want to be that random omniscient friend but… yeah I’m gonnasay it, I know he took a bullet for you… but James? Nah. Don’t do it. Youdeserve better, my love.

Anywhooooyou’ve done a great job with L-Corp and I know you’re going to do fantasticthings with CatCo too. Keep doing what you’re doing and never doubt that youare definitely a force for good. Kbye! 💗

Rafa

to Kara:

-does the same thing I did to Lena- Kara, sweetheart…. You have to deal with your traumas… The DEO must have psychologists, right? Why don’t you make an appointment? You carry so much weight on your shoulders….you have to let out some of the things troubling your heart before we have another Red-K incident, yeah?

Also… I don’t want to tell you how to live your life, but… a healthy relationship is one where your partner shows with their actions that they respect your wishes; it’s when they are there for you, and they help you carry the weight of the world, instead of adding to that weight… If you look around you, there are other people who love you very much – and whom, in some ways at least, you love them back. Just try to keep your heart open, and you might be surprised.

Britt

Sweetie,-pats a spot on Lena’s couch- let’s have a chat. I know you have a lot on yourplate, and this is just a suggestion, but you have gotta stop bottling thingsup the way you do. You have people around you that love you and are willing todo anything for you, don’t be afraid to lean on them 🤗🤗

Once you start getting all ofthat out of your system, get your necklace back from whatshisnuts (justlet that go, please… for the love of Rao…), and figure out what you want out oflife. Hint: Being Supergirl isn’t enough, buddy. Alright?Listen to your sister and keep that in mind. Other than that, you’re doinggreat!!

Rafa

to Maggie:

I hope you find someone who loves you, because you are amazing!

Also:

Britt

to Maggie:

Soooyou’re just gonna disappear? Sanvers is done, so you just poof? Sounds fake,but okay.

(Dismissiveand lazy writers are dismissive and lazy).

Well regardless,you’re an adorable cupcake and I wish you all the happiness in the world!

Rafa

to J’onn:

-does the “there, there” tap on his shoulder- It’s a pity the writers don’t remember you’re one of the most power psychs out there, hm?

Yeah….

Oh, I know you don’t read their minds, so please let me tell you that Alex, Kara, and Winn love you to death and they’d do anything for you. You’re the father they all dreamed of, and your relationship with them is truly inspiring. Thank you, J’onn.

Also…. out of curiosity…. isn’t M’gann your niece in another timeline?? :x

Britt

To J’onn:

-scoots gift box inhis direction-

For you. You deserveit. Thanks for keeping the Super Family together and for being an awesome SpaceDad. 🤗🤗 Also, you and M’gann are precious and you two make me reallyhappy. That’s all.

Rafa

to Winn:

-hugs him for a few hours-

Buddy, how are you?? Where’s Lyra? How are you two? Has your father tried to contact you again? How much do you like working with Lena? Are you and James still patrolling the city?? Wanna play some Overwatch together???

Britt

to Winn:

Ha! You’re not gonnabelieve this. Once I had a dream that you and Lena were long losthalf-siblings. Pretty crazy, right?? 😅Anyway, how’s life? We haven’t seen too much of youthese days. Everything going alright? Are you eating well? Are youand Lyra doing okay? Anything exciting happening? Let’s catch up some time!

Rafa

to James:

-hands him a camera- Remember your passion?? Go follow it~

And what about Guardian? Are you still fighting the good fight??? Have you seen Lyra??? What is your role at CatCo now? Why did you keep Cat’s old office?? And do you still talk to Alex, Winn, and Kara??? What are your hobbies??? Who are you, man!?!??!?!

Also… why would you tell Lena she could call you Jimmy when even Lucy didn’t call you that? James, buddy, remember all the things you said about Lena behind her back? Yeah… so either you go to her, confess, and apologize, or you keep your heart-eyes to yourself (:

Britt

to James:

-sighs deeply- Whatare you even doing now? When was the last time you put on that Guardian suit?Are you interested in Lena or do you just want to keep dragging her wheneverthe opportunity arises? If it’s the former… you do not have my blessing. Pleasego away. When was the last time you focused on your photography? You love that!Guardian. Photography. Right. Now go do the thing!! Have fun! (Again, keep youreyes off of Lena and your snarky remarks to yourself. Thanks. Bye.)

Rafa

to M’gann:

Again:

Also, if you want me to, I’ll fight White Martians with you!!!!!

Britt

to M’gann:

Heeeyyy, buddy!!How’s life on Mars? Still beating up evil White Martians? Good! Keep it up.Though please come visit Earth when you have time. We miss you.

Rafa

to Sam:

-exorcises Reign from Sam’s body- You’re okay now, Sam. You have supergirl’s powers, and together with Supergirl and Lena, you can also be a force for good! But it’s totally okay if you want to focus on being Ruby’s mom, we know how important that is, and that is a very brave and noble choice.

Britt

to Sam:

I know we just met,but… you’re amazing, thank you for everything you’ve done. And you’re a greatmom, don’t doubt that for a second! I know you have a lot of questions aboutthe strange things going on in your life right now and things are starting toget really scary and beyond your control, but I just want you to know thatnobody blames you. We’ll stop Reign and get a petition going for that futureredemption arc.

Rafa

to Ruby:

STOP. PUTTING. YOURSELF. IN. DANGER. TO. TEST. YOUR. MOTHER!!!!!!!

Also, sweetie… things might change a lot very soon…. just remember the love you feel for your mom, remember how much she loves you; hold on to that, and never let go.

Britt

to Ruby:

Why are you likethis? I know you believe your mom is capable of amazing things, and she is, butputting yourself in danger is not the way to show her that you believe in her.Soon your mom is going need you more than ever. I’ll tell you the same thing Itold her, things will be different and scary but don’t forget she loves you andyou always have your tiny army of cool aunts behind you too!

Rafa

to Mon-El:

Britt

to Mon-El:

Didn’t we get rid ofyou already? I don’t recall asking you back.

Right well if you insist on sticking around, at the very least,I hope you’ve managed to grow up a bit in the last 7 years, was it? We’ll see.

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gottalovetheletos · 7 years ago

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Butterflies. Shannon Series. Ch 5.

Authors note: Sorry it’s long lol.

Warnings: swearing, masturbation/ phone sex.

Word Count: 2,168.

Butterflies. Chapter 5.

If you haven’t read it here’s : CHAPTER 4

Monday:

Last night with Shannon was amazing. I just have to make it through this week. I arrived at work and did my normal thing. Calling up people to interview and writing up interviews I’d done. I needed to start writing my questions for the awards evenings too. So exciting to think that in 1 week I get to rejoin Shannon and visit LA. Right, I’ve got to stop day dreaming. I completed a great deal of work before 5 pm which was brilliant. I finally got home, made some dinner, gave the dogs theirs and decided to open up my laptop and do some online shopping for my trip. Oh dear. I’ve spent well over two thousand on clothes. How ever it did include 2 dresses for the awards evening which would be reimbursed by the company. Thankfully. Once I’d gotten over the shock I ran a bath. Once again the room filled with steam as I lowered myself into the colorful water.

After I decided to wrap myself up in my dressing gown and cuddle up in bed with my dogs, a book and a nice big mug of tea.

Tuesday:

My usual morning routine was taking place. Breakfast for me and the dogs. Getting ready for work. I’d just finished getting dressed and realized I hadn’t checked my phone. There was a whatsapp message. I told Shannon to download the app so we could stay in contact. “Good morning beautiful, I made it home safely. Just being driven home. Have a good day at work. Call me when you can! Miss you already x x x” the message read. Oh I love a good morning text. I left the house and messaged him on my way to work. “I know you’re asleep but hopefully you read this when you wake up. Good morning handsome man. I miss you already too. Thank you for letting me know you got home safely. I will ring you at 6 pm here which is 10 am where you are. Speak soon gorgeous x x x” I placed my phone in my pocket and continued my journey to work. I carried on with my work as usual. Lyra walked passed and reversed. “So I hear Big Boss Sally has you going to LA for the 2 night award ceremony.” “You’ve heard correctly” I replied. “You are so lucky. How are you and Mr Leto?” She asked raising her brow. “We’re getting on quite nicely thank you. I would appreciate if you didn’t blurt it out though” I laughed. “Of course. I would never. It’s just very exciting that’s all. Just please let me live Vicariously through you. I’ve always wanted to date a famous person” “We’re not dating. We’re just... erm...friends” She raised both eyebrows. I could tell she didn’t believe me. But to be honest I didn’t know where we were, so didn’t feel the need to label us. “Okay” she raised both of her hands in defense. “When you want to talk about the fact you’re dating him come to me and give me the gossip” She laughed and started to walk away. “Good luck with that one” I laughed back.

I finished my work for the day and went home so excited to speak to Shannon. I waited patiently for 6 pm. The alarm on my phone went off and straight after I was calling him on face time audio. “Hey sweetie” that familiar voice brought tingles to me as he spoke. “Hey babe how are you?” “Wait one second” he hung up and I saw the face time screen pop up. “Shit, I look awful after being at work all day” I spoke to myself. I had to pick up I mean I was just talking to him. I pointed the phone to the ceiling. “Hey” “He..wait why can’t I see you?” “Well I look rough. I’ve just finished work and haven’t had time to shower or anything” “Y/N, just show me your face. I miss it!” he begged. “Ugh okay. But don’t hang up when you see how bad I look” I laughed making him laugh. “I promise baby” I tilted the phone up. “You look beautiful” “You have to say that” “I don’t. I just say what I see”. We ended up speaking for a few hours before I had to go to bed. “Bye baby” he blew me a kiss. “Bye sweetie” I blew him one back.

Wednesday: Hump day. I ended up being called out for a quick interview with a new celebrity that was on some reality TV show. Luckily someone wrote out some questions for me as I’d never seen the show in my life. After a day of travelling around London I was thankful to be home.

Thursday: Spending the day writing and editing my interview from yesterday. Back home once again. It was 7 pm and I was in the bath. Shannon was trying to face time me on my phone so I answered. I tried to cover up as best as I could. “Hey” he sang. “Hey, I’m in the bath and kind of a little naked so I’m sorry if you see something you don’t wanna” I giggled. “Erm. Babe. You know I’ve seen you naked and wet before right?” He let out a belly laugh. “Oh right yeah” I could feel my cheeks burning ever so slightly. I’d just about finished my bath. As I was getting out Shannon told me to grab my phone and said “I’m gonna need a picture of you and that gorgeous body”

“Hmm, maybe I’ll make you wait and suffer the rest of the week, you’ll appreciate it more” “Ugh tease” he chuckled. “I know I’m so mean. I’ll have you make it up to you when I next see you” “I think that will have to be the case Y/N” Once again we had to leave our virtual date as I had work tomorrow and Shannon had to go to a Black Fuel meeting. We hung up and I went straight to bed thinking about Shannon’s delicious body.

Friday: Last day of work before I could start packing my things and getting ready to ship myself off to LA for a week. I started the day with a meeting with the boss. Sally called me into her office so we could talk about the award show. She gave me a list of people who I needed to grab to do a quick interview with. We also spoke about the camera man who’d be joining me on the day. He was getting sent out a day before the show to ensure he’d arrive in time. After we’d gotten the important stuff out of the way we spoke about what I was going to do with my time. I told her I’d be with Shannon for most of it and she was pleased for me. Sally was only 20 years older than me but her and I had a very good relationship. She was like a mother to me. After our meeting she told me to go home and start getting ready for my trip. I thanked her and practically ran home. As I arrived home the delivery van was also at my apartment with all my new clothes I couldn’t wait to open the box along with the two garment bags which had my beautiful award show dresses in. I took the box and the bags from the delivery man and closed the door. I placed them in the living room and tore the tape off of the box. It was so beautiful. It was full of tops, shorts, skirts, dresses, bikinis, shoes, jewelry, lingerie and a couple bags. I tried a few bits on to make sure they fitted and they did. I took them off and put all the clothing items in the washing machine. Then the dryer. While they were in the dryer I decided to take the dogs for a walk and on our way to the park I messaged Evie, my dog walker/ pet sitter to make sure everything was still okay. We arrived at the park and I attempted to get the dogs to pose for a picture so I could send it to Shannon.

But Hunter was having none of it. I didn’t mind. I still made a cute picture. We continued to walk around the park then back home. The clothes were dry so I got out the iron and ironing board, turned on my 30 seconds to mars playlist and had them blaring on the big speakers. By the time I’d finished ironing it was 10 o’clock and I hadn’t had dinner. That was the next mission. I didn’t have a lot left so I took a ready meal out of the freezer. After I’d finished and washed up I changed for bed I read my book and fell asleep.

Saturday:

I woke naturally by the sun streaming through the small slither in the curtain that I didn’t close properly. I let the dogs out onto the balcony to go to their potty. Then poured the dogs some food and made myself a bowl of cereal, it was a really fresh morning so I grabbed my dressing gown and sat on the balcony then had a shower. I pored myself a cup of coffee and made my way back to the living room where the pile of laundry from last night was. I sat down and realized I hadn’t got my suitcase from the guest room yet. After I’d picked it up I sat back down in the living room and I started to fold the clothes and wrote down what I was packing. My face time ringer was going off. I picked up my phone to see Shannon was calling. I answered. “Babe what are you doing it’s 11 am here which means its...” I paused to do the math. “...3 am where you are”. “I’m missing you that’s all” “At 3 am? Honey you should be sleeping. You’re going to see me in less than 24 hours. I think.” I giggled. “yeah but I want you now, I want you here and naked” he growled. “Naked huh” I placed my phone on the side cupboard and removed my top showing my naked chest. “Mmmhmm, just like that” He moved his laptop away from him showing me his length in his hand. I couldn’t help myself. Just thinking about him got me so hot. His hand stopped and moved up so he was stroking his chest. My legs went weak. “Take off your panties” he ordered. I slid them slowly down my legs. I was agonizingly wet already. I moved my phone onto the coffee table and told Shannon to wait for me to come back. I walked back in the room with a pink dildo from my nightstand. I sat down on the sofa and spread my legs showing him my glistening core. I pulled out the dildo from behind my back and ever so seductively licked and sucked at it. Shannon was moaning, the sound making me rock my hips. I dipped my finger into my soaked core. I moved the toy down, brushing my nipples and clit on the way down. I’m watching Shannon on my phone stroking himself. Eyes only on me, waiting to see what’s next. Slowly I pushed the toy into me moaning Shannon’s name. “Mmm I miss that pretty pussy”. I increased the speed of the toy moving it in ad out faster and harder. “Fuck, I wanna feel your body on me Shannon” “Soon, Y/N, soon. Now cum for me” My hand moved from my breast to my clit. I could feel it, I added more pressure to the circular motions being made by my hand. I couldn’t help but moan out Shannon’s name again and again until the knot came undone. In my euphoria I could hear Shannon moaning my name too as I watched him cum. We both stared at each other trying to catch our breaths. “That was hot” Shannon laughed. “It was, now go to sleep I need to finish packing” I ordered putting my clothe back on. “Yes Ma’am” He yawned. We said our goodbyes and hung up. The rest of the day I was packing and getting things ready for tomorrow morning. An early night will be needed. Evie messaged me saying she’d be at mine at 10 am. I wouldn’t be there but she has a key to let herself in.

Sunday: 4 am alarm was buzzing. I started to get ready. I decided comfy clothes for the airport. I’d be sitting on plane for 12 hours so comfort is the way to go.

5 am and my taxi came to pick me up. I gave the dogs a big kiss and cuddle before saying goodbye and locking up my apartment. It was time to make my way to the airport.

CHAPTER 6

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