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doing business with family | max verstappen social media au
pairing: max verstappen x fem hadjar reader
brother and boyfriend in the same sport? nothing has ever gone wrong when doing business with family... right?
MASTERLIST | TIP JAR
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yourusername: max will officially become my second favourite f1 driver this weekend
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user1: watched isack’s f2 radio highlights in preparation for this weekend … yeah they’re defo siblings
user2: i know they’re parents had a HANDFULL with them growing up
user3: lmao just ask george in abu dhabi or lando in austria, y/n knows how to make her point KNOWN
isackhadjar: omg i beat max in something!
yourusername: come on bro have some faith in yourself - you can defo beat max in singapore at least
maxverstappen1: rude?
yourusername: you know i hate singapore in solidarity babe?
isackhadjar: and that’s crazy because she loves the glitter helmets
yourusername: i really do
user4: get you a couple that measures their love by glitter helmets?
user5: y/n is so real for that though, i’d fuck seb’s glitter helmets
yourusername: right well i don’t love them quite THAT much
charles_leclerc: slides £5 across the table isack please take max out, he won’t hate you
isackhadjar: no?
landonorris: WHY NOT
isackhadjar: i want to keep my job and actually score some points
yourusername: you people done harassing my brother?
maxverstappen1: do we have a problem?
isackhadjar: they’re being mean, they’re trying to PEER PRESSURE ME
charles_leclerc: i don’t think i was peer pressuring you
charles_leclerc: it’s bribery, god get it right
maxverstappen1: i think you should watch it
yourusername: say something like that to him again frenchie and your ass is grass
user6: omg romance ❤️🔥
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redbullracing: red bull vs rb on pop culture trivia… max and isack were unstoppable - we might have to split them up next time
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user7: now i wonder where max and isack got their real housewives knowledge from …
user8: this has y/n hadjar written all over it
user9: if i remember rightly y/n was asked by some interviewer in the paddock who she’d like to see as a paddock guest and she said LISA RINNA?
user10: i knew i stanned the right queen
isackhadjar: not our fault that liam and yuki aren’t caught up with all the fresh news
maxverstappen1: we’re bonded cats i don’t think they have the power to separate us
redbullracing: it’s a trivia game…
maxverstappen1: THAT’S MY BABY BROTHER
redbullracing: YOU GUYS AREN’T EVEN MARRIED YET?
yourusername: looks like admin just lost their invite to the wedding…
redbullracing: yOU AREN’T ENGAGED?
yourusername: i guess you’ll never know
user11: no way they just teased their engagement in an argument over media duties?
user12: you’re shocked? this is quintessential them
user13: and they’re adding in their little rabid mini-them? i fear f1 is actually not ready
liamlawson30: so when do we get to do cars trivia? or is it all set up for them to win?
yourusername: just say you’re uncultured…
maxverstappen1: get a new personality trait bro
liamlawson30: omg why are you guys on my neck so hard?
maxverstappen1: funny
liamlawson30: this is so not fair why didn’t you guys defend me like this last season?
yourusername: that’s my flesh and blood dude
isackhadjar: duh!
maxverstappen1: i am so in love with y/n i just do what she says, do let it be known that if isack was not related to y/n he would be just another stray cat to me
isackhadjar: sure i’ll take it!
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maxverstappen1: we had the chance to extend our championship lead but with two optimists behind you anything can happen…
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user21: LMAO THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THIS AND THE LAST POST
user22: isack probably teared up in the stewards room and max crumbled
user23: i mean on his radio as soon as GP said it was isack max was immediately like ‘is he okay?’
isackhadjar: sorry max!
maxverstappen1: no worries buddy, you can pay me back with room service
isackhadjar: so our move marathon is still on?
maxverstappen1: don’t be dumb - obviously!
maxverstappen1: i need my second in command to help defend my snacks from y/n
yourusername: you guys aren’t supposed to have those snacks i’m doing you a favour !!!
isackhadjar: sureeeee
yourusername: i can call your trainers up if you want?
maxverstappen1: NO WE’RE OKAY
user24: esteban ocon is not okay seeing this tomfoolery
user25: yeah yeah yeah it’s all fun and games but that’s legit his baby brother of course he wasn’t going to cuss him out
user26: exactly! he’s been with y/n for like four years? of course he was concerned about isack’s safety than his race
landonorris: i’m not surprised, just disappointed
maxverstappen1: why?
landonorris: I’M YOUR BEST FRIEND AND YOU STILL AIRED ME OUT ONLINE?
maxverstappen1: first of all y/n is my best friend
maxverstappen1: second of all isack is my baby brother
maxverstappen1: third of all you’re annoying
yourusername: heavy on number three
landonorris: i GIVE UP WITH YOU PEOPLE
user27: i love watching max and y/n making people crash out in instagram comments
user28: couples that terrorise together, stay together
georgerussell63: interesting ….
yourusername: you wanna say something
georgerussell63: suddenly not anymore
maxverstappen1: LMAO
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yourusername: bond a little bit stronger than a lil crash in a formula one race
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user29: if they don’t get married and live happily ever after i might just sue them
user30: so real
user31: they’re my parents and i can’t go up to four christmasses
redbullracing: that was millions in damage
yourusername: you gonna invoice me for it?
redbullracing: no?
yourusername: then get the fuck out of my comments this is a wholesome post
user32: why is pepe here?
pepemarti: i am just as much part of the hadjar family as max
maxverstappen1: well that’s just factually incorrect
pepemarti: nuh uh
maxverstappen1: ??? i’m marrying in? what are you doing?
pepemarti: i’m mama hadjar and y/n’s favourite so divine intervention
maxverstappen1: @yourusername please dispell this nonsense
yourusername: look at his lil face …
pepemarti: :p
isackhadjar: i’ll be clear i am not marrying pepe
pepemarti: that’s not what you told me the other day :(
user33: can someone make a chart this is all a bit confusing now
user34: i don’t think anything is helping with this chaos
maxverstappen1: i love you forever and ever, even if your brother puts me in the wall <3
yourusername: awww i love you too bubs
maxverstappen1: but i am your favourite though?
yourusername: don’t tell them but yes!
isackhadjar: these are public comments?
pepemarti: i’m legally blind now
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note: a quicky i wrote during the super bowl lol - hope you enjoy xx
#f1 imagine#f1 x reader#f1 instagram au#f1 x you#f1#f1 social media au#max verstappen imagine#max verstappen fluff#max verstappen x you#max verstappen x reader#max verstappen fanfic
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I See You As You Are - Pt 7
aemond x f!reader
Series Masterlist
Summary: The first couple of weeks and months following Aelors birth Aemond becomes more protective than you thought possible. You practically have to beg him to sleep. He reluctantly starts to accept the help people are offering the both of you. Life slowly starts to go back to normal as you both fall more in love with Aelor.
Warnings: 18+ soft family moments that made me want to crash out!, aegon appearance again, overprotective aemond, oral(f), fingering, p in v, breeding kink
Authors Note: i will forever spread my sibling agenda sry – idk why this took me so long to write just so many ideas all at once i guess 😵💫 but i love this series and im not abandoning her i just get too attached sometimes and don’t want to see it end - also don’t want to rush the writing of this bc i love it too much - me over explaining myself to no one but myself! n e ways enjoy i love u and i love this chap and story
Word Count: 8k
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It’s been a little over a week since you brought Aelor into this world and Aemond is positive he only sleeps when.. Maybe when he blinks. He needs to be aware of everything that moves inside your shared chambers. If you breathe too heavily he’s next to you. If Aelor coughs he’s hovering over the crib. You look up at his bloodshot eye with pursed lips as he escorts you back to bed.
“I don’t want you out of bed.” Aemond presses his lips to yours and helps you lay back into your well of pillows.
“And when pray tell, will me and Aelor be taken off of bed rest, maester Aemond?” he flares his nostrils and pulls your blanket up your body.
“I don’t know if I’ll ever let you two out of these chambers.” his tone is teasing but you both know how truthful his words are.
“Husband.” you look up at him.
“Hush.” he shakes his head. “There is nothing you two need outside of these chambers.” you clear your throat.
“Come lay with me.” you pat his side of the bed. He slowly crawls into the bed and you both turn and look at each other. “Tell me what you’re scared of.” your words soft.
“He’s so little and you’re still so fragile.” you narrow your eyes at him. “You know what I mean. I just don’t want either of you taken from me. Whether it be a misstep on stairs or a sickness. I won’t allow it.” he shakes his head. “I won’t. I can’t. I’ll die without you and our son. I will. I can-
“Aemond,” you cup his cheek. “We are right here. Healthy and safe.” you nod your head. “One more week.” you press your lips to his.
“One more week?” he mumbles against your lips.
“You have one more week to prepare to take Aelor and me on a walk throughout the gardens.” you pull back.
“I’m sorry I’m overbearing.” he whispers.
“There is no reason to apologize.” you brush his hair back. “Could I make one more request?” he nods, starting to get up. “Lay back down.” you chuckle. “Please go to sleep. I know you haven’t been.” you wipe your thumb under his eye.
“Do you promise that you’ll both still be here when I wake?” he whispers, pulling you closer to him and curling against you.
“Yes, Aemond. We will both be right here.” you smooth his hair back as he lets his eye close and finally begin to rest.
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You wake up and groan as Aemonds side of the bed is empty. You feel for any warmth but it’s cold and you roll over and look at the ceiling. Pushing the blankets off, you get up and walk over to Aelor’s crib and find him curled up next to the egg with his little fingers reaching out towards it. You brush his wisps of hair back before walking over to the table where you’re sure there’s a letter waiting for you.
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Wife and my little son,
Please - for my sanity - do not leave these chambers until I return. I won’t be long, I just went to collect some things.
I’ve promised you a walk today - which I still plan to deliver.
I thought we could go to the library and we could read as a family. - Yes, I know you said the gardens.
Tonight is the full moon and I had hoped we might wish upon it as a family. - We’d have to go out a little earlier than normal.
My wish for the moon: Please don’t let my wife hate me for not letting her and Aelor out of our chambers.
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You smile and walk the letter over to the side table and place it with your growing collection. You begin to dress for the day and a warmth settles over you when you hear Aelor start to coo. You quickly finish dressing and go scoop him out of his crib, placing kisses across his face. You carry him over to your chaise and curl up with him watching him smile and grab at your fingers.
You could stay like this all day, with the exception of having Aemond at your side, curled up with your son enjoying the silence and the song of the breeze through the windows. Though you can’t help but smile at the thought of being able to show your perfect son off. You rise with him and bring him over to the wardrobe to dress him for the day. You hear the door open and close before you hear the familiar steps.
“I half expected you both to be gone.” you can see relief wash through him from that not being the case.
“We would never dream of leaving you.” you walk over to him and he places his lips on your forehead before offering the same to Aelor. “And to address your letter we would never hate you, Aemond. We’re content here, with you.” you nod and he reaches down to press his lips to yours.
“How are you both?” you watch as he scans over the both of you.
“We’re very excited for you to take us to the library.” you smile up at him. “And to see his very first full moon.” you smile as Aemond brushes Aelors hair back.
“May I?” he holds his arms out and your eyes snap up to him.
“Aemond, of course.” you help place Aelor into his arms.
“He’s so perfect.” he whispers, looking down at him.
“Even if he threw up on you this morning?” he smiles and waves you off.
“Your mother is wrong.” he chuckles. “I wouldn’t even call it a spit up.” he traces his finger along his chin.
“Mm, is that why you changed your jerkin?” you hum walking back to the wardrobe to pick out clothing for Aelor.
Your heart swells as you hear Aemond silently coo and talk to Aelor and you push around different fabrics. You were secretly happy Aelor ruined his jerkin because you can finally have them match. You chew your lip pulling out the dark green fabric and basking in its softness. You hold it up and look over it smiling at his little buttons.
“It seems as if your mother is going to have us match today.” Aemond chuckles as he spots the green fabric in your hands.
“You two will look so handsome.” you coo.
“I thought we agreed that all three of us have to match?” he raises his brow walking over to you with Aelor. “Something about an early grave?” you purse your lips pretending to be lost in thought.
“I don’t recall.” you shake your head. You lift off Aelor’s current outfit and begin to pull the green over his head. “Oh my Gods,” you look up at Aemond. “Hold him next to you.” you nod quickly.
“Like this?” he cradles Aelor in one arm and you bring both of your hands to your cheeks.
“Aemond.” you softly coo. “You both look so handsome.” you push your bottom lip out. “My distinguished little gentlemen.” you walk over to them. “My sweet boys.” you smooth Aelor’s hair before cupping Aemonds cheek.
“Are you done?” your eyes snap up to him and you can see a hint of a smile.
“Nowhere near done.” you shake your head. “Let me just adjust some things.” you smile up at him quickly.
You start to adjust Aemonds hair and straighten out his jerkin. Aelor softly fusses when you smooth out his hair more. You move Aemonds arm to have Aelor more centered and push down his outfit from his neck. Aemond watches you with a small smile as you move them about as you please. You finally stand back and admire them both.
“May we escort you to the library?” he holds out Aelor’s arm to you and your heart melts.
“I would love nothing more.” you tickle Aelor’s neck before grabbing onto Aemonds other arm.
Aemond helps escort you down the stairs of your chambers and the second you step out into the hall you stop and look around to see if anything has changed. You have the same guard and the same tapestries adorn the walls all the way down the hall. There's a small buzz of people in the Keep at this early hour and you smile to finally be a part of it once more. You turn and brush Aelors cheek with your fingers before you take Aemonds arm.
The walk to the library is full of whispers to Aelor of his different surroundings. Aemond has kept a calculating eye on everything going on around the three of you. If someone walks too close he’s silently moving you to the otherside of the hall. You chuckle knowing what he’s doing and you pause and look up at him.
“Don’t you think people will want to see the new prince?” you raise your brow at him.
“We’re going on a walk to the library not a parade through the city.” he says louder than needed as he looks around at prying eyes. “If we stop for one person we will soon have a line.” you know he's right enough in the matter.
“Then let us go hideaway in the library.” you smile up at him, patting his arm.
He continues to lead you through the halls and when the massive wooden doors come into view a smile spreads across your face. Aemond pulls open the door for you and motions for you to walk towards his section. You watch as servants start to have tea prepared for you and light a couple of candles. You take your normal seat and open your arms for Aemond to place Aelor into.
Aemond pulls your book down from a shelf and takes his seat. When he turns his gaze to the both of you he’s glad he’s sitting because he’s sure his knees would give out. His wife and son, sitting in his chair, in his section. He brings the book to his lap and opens it in search of the last chapter you both left off on. You lean further back in the chair as Aemonds soft voice greets your ears. You begin to rub Aelors back as he starts to curl into your chest with heavy eyes.
“Do you think I’m boring him?” Aemond looks to you with a worried expression.
“No.” you shake your head once. “I think your voice is very soothing. Comforting. He probably feels safe and at ease.” you look down and see Aelor asleep on your chest.
“Should I keep going?” he whispers.
“I would like that and I think Aelor would too.” you nod with a smile.
Aemond continues on with the story in somehow an even softer voice than the one he started with. He pauses after every chapter and asks if you want him to keep going. Aelor eventually wakes and fusses until you place him in Aemonds arms. Aemond brings the book back to his lap and watches as Aelor spreads his hand across the current page. You watch them with a warm expression as Aemond attempts to continue reading. After the next chapter he closes the book and sets it back on the table to give his full attention to Aelor.
“Do you think he’ll enjoy reading as much as we do?” Aemond watches as Aelor grabs at his rings.
“If we keep this up I’m sure he will. Soon he’ll have his own section in the library.” you chuckle.
“Maybe you’ll take over my section.” Aemond whispers down to your son.
The rest of the afternoon is filled with Aemond reading to the two of you in short spurts. It only took three times of asking if he could walk you three around the Keep until he agreed on the condition that he can turn everyone away who asks to speak with the three of you. He holds you closely and once he sees your eyes start to droop he insists that the three of you return to your chambers for a nap and you had no complaints with that idea.
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The sun has barely passed the horizon and Aemond is trying to herd you and Aelor to the door with whispers that it’s almost Aelor’s bedtime and you should be fast asleep too. You bat his hands away which are immediately back on your waist as you start your descent down the stairs.
“Aemond, I know how to walk.” you sigh.
“I would prefer to carry you both.” you turn your head and he stops you on the stairs. “If you don’t pay attention I will.” his tone not joking.You turn your head back and start moving once more. Once you make it to the bottom of the stairs you stop. “What’s wrong?” he steps in front of you.
“I figured you wouldn’t want me to touch the door. It might be too strenuous.” you purse your lips.
“You’re right.” you watch his lips twitch up and you flare your nostrils as he turns to reach for the door handle.
“Aemond Targaryen.” you hiss and his eye snaps back to yours.
“Yes?” he wraps his hands around your waist.
“I’m not going to break.” you huff.
“I’m aware.” he presses his lips to yours in hopes of removing the soft scowl. “Can I not just dote on you? Is it not my job to do everything for you?” he pulls back.
“There’s a difference between doting and overbearing.” you hum and step past him to open the door and walk through.
“I’m sorry.” he makes his way to your side quickly. “Please don’t be mad at me.” he whispers and you stop once more. “Please, I’m sorry.” his heart starts to beat faster at the thought of upsetting you.
“I’m not mad at you.” you look up at him. “Now give me a kiss, offer me your arm, and take us to the gardens to look upon the moon.” you wait expectantly and you watch as a smile spreads across his face.
He presses his lips to yours before placing them on Aelors forehead and holding out his arm for you. He bites his tongue when you start down the main stairs and takes a step closer to you. You glance at him and he is already staring at you, calculating your every step.
“How are you feeling?” he whispers once the three of you make it to the main hall.
“Like I’m going to ask the full moon for you to relax.” you turn to him.
“Do you still love me?” he searches your eyes.
“My Gods Aemond of course.” you press your hand to his chest. “I love you more than life itself.” you cup his cheek. “I might love you even more if you take us out to the gardens as promised.” you smile up at him.
“You’re sure you still love me?” he steps closer to you.
“I’m sure.” your reach up and bring his lips to yours.
He starts to escort you once again through the main hall and you sigh in relief at the soft breeze that greets you once the three of you make it outside. You smile as you enter the gardens and adjust Aelor so he can look at all of the life growing around you. Aemond stays glued to your side and an arm hovering around you as you walk Aelor up to different flowers.
“This was the first place your father took me when we met.” Aemond’s heart skips at your words. “We’ve been coming here ever since.” you whisper carrying him deeper into the gardens. “Tonight is very special.” you turn to Aemond as you enter the small courtyard.
“It’s the full moon.” Aemond leans down and smooths Aelor’s wayward strands. “If you make a wish upon it when it’s full it’ll come true. I’ll make sure of it.” you smile watching Aemond softly talk to him.
“What your father didn’t tell you is that he’s actually the moon.” Aemonds eye snaps up to you. “He makes sure we have anything and everything we wish for.” you nod. “We’ll wish for you for the next couple of years but soon you’ll be able to do it on your own with us and you can teach your siblings.” your smile widens. “We can make wishes as a family.” you look up to Aemond and see that his eye is glossy.
“You want to have more?” he whispers.
“You didn’t think I’d be content with just one?” you tilt your head.
“How many do you want?” he steps closer, wrapping his arms around you.
“At least two more.” you nod.
“And at most?” he tilts his head.
“Four more?” he nods his head quickly.
“Yes, I would like that.” he rubs circles into your sides sending warmth throughout your body.. “It’s always up to you. I’ll be content with any number of children.” he lets his mind wander to your chambers filled with children running around and giggling. “A family.”
“Let’s make our wishes before you start crying.” you cup his face.
“I’m not crying.” he purses his lips.
“Mhm.” you nod, wiping your thumb under his eye collecting the tear. “I love you so very much.” you whisper up at him.
“It sounds as if you might cry now.” he watches your cheeks flush. “And I love you more.” he presses his lips to your forehead. “Look up to the moon so I can get you both back into bed.” he tilts your head up to the sky.
You let your eyes close and Aemond does the same, never letting his hands leave your sides. He smiles when he feels Aelor grab onto his arm and he cracks his eye open and looks down at him. He watches as his face spreads with a smile and he reaches up to Aemond. You open your eyes when you feel Aemond start to scoop Aelor out of your arms.
“My wish was to hold him and to offer you a dance.” he holds out his free hand.
“Let us dance on our balcony while he sleeps.” you offer him a warm smile.
“I would like that.” he nods. “What did you wish for tonight, my beautiful wife?” he hums, pulling you closer.
“I had wished for us to dance.” you chew your lip. “And for you to let me kiss you until I fall asleep as I once used to do.”
“Then let me keep you waiting no longer.” he offers you his arm.
You curl into his side as he leads you three back to your chambers. Aelor quickly falls asleep in his crib allowing Aemond to whisk you out to the balcony. His hands are on your waist instantly as he begins to sway the both of you across the stone. As the breeze begins to cool you a bit too much and Aemond scoops you up and brings you back inside.
“This is how I would prefer to take you around the Keep.” he whispers before pressing his lips to yours. “Now let me go get your sleep dress so I can give you your kisses.” he sets you on the bed, letting his lips linger on yours longer than necessary.
“Or might you just stay here for a little while?” you mumble against his lips. “Please?” you hold him closer and sigh when he pushes his tongue into your mouth. You try to pull him onto the bed with you and he starts to chuckle.
“This is more than just kisses.” he kisses down to your neck.
“Please.” you whisper. “Aemond please,” you whine.
“Let’s get you ready for bed.” he smiles as you shudder when he licks up your neck. “I can tell you’re going to fall asleep soon.” he lifts up and chuckles as you try to pull him back.
You watch him with a pout as he walks over to your wardrobe and pulls out a night dress for you. He stops to check on Aelor before walking back over to you on the bed. He bites his lip looking and you lidded eyes as you fight to stay awake. He helps you undress and brings your wandering hands to his mouth to place kisses against each finger.
“Go to bed and I’ll kiss you as much as you want when you wake up.” he pulls the covers up to your chin.
“I’ll stay awake.” you whine.
“Your eyes are shutting before me.” he smiles.
“No.” you shake your head and curl against him as he gets into bed.
“One more kiss.” he nods and you reach up and bring his lips to yours.
“One more.” you mumble against him.
“Rest.” he hums and kisses your forehead.
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Over the past couple of weeks Aemond has slowly relaxed and gone back to a regular sleeping schedule. Aelor is happy and healthy, though this doesn’t stop Aemond from darting to his side when he makes a noise. He’s hesitant to think about the egg, let alone even look at it for too long. He wants it to hatch so badly but maybe that’s why it’s not.
Maybe since he didn’t have an egg his son's egg will never hatch. It could all be his fault. He could be the reason Aelor grows up like him. Picked on and-
“Aemond.” you grab onto his arm. “Staring at the egg isn’t going to make it hatch.” your words soft.
“Do you think it’s my fault it hasn’t hatched?” he continues to stare down at the colored egg.
“Not at all. You’ve been quite the doting mother hen to that egg.” he turns to you with a squinted eye. “I joke.” you cup his cheek. “I believe it’s up to the Gods if his egg will hatch. It will be no one’s ��fault’ if it does not. You are doing everything right.” you look into his eye and nod.
“So I should keep doting upon the egg?” the corners of his mouth shift up.
“I had hoped you might dote upon me?” you tilt your head. “I would just like some kisses.” you nibble on your lip. “For now.” he chuckles.
“I could indulge you in a kiss or two.” he hums, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours.
The moment his lips touch yours it’s as if all of his worry and doubt drift away. He’s never felt more wanted than when you cling against him trying to be as close as possible. How quickly you open your mouth and invite him in eagerly. The small noises you make when he squeezes into your sides and- He’s pulling off of you and turning back to the crib.
“He probably just moved.” you whine trying to tug him back.
“It’s happening.” he shakes his head. “There’s a crack. It’s moving. What do we do? Do we take Aelor out? I need-“ he cuts himself off, not ready to say that name after the words ‘I need,’ and looks between you and Aelor. “I’ll be right back.” he’s thudding down the stairs, leaving you to look after him with wide eyes.
Aemond doesn’t care about the early hour. He just prays he’s sober enough to help. He doesn’t hesitate at the guard as he pushes himself into his brother's chambers. He walks over to his bed and shakes his shoulder. Aegon pushes his hand away and Aemond yanks him harder.
“Get up.” Aemond hisses. “If you want to be a family, get up. The egg is hatching and I don’t know what to do.” the words taste foreign on his tongue and he watches Aegon's eyes snap open.
“Alright.” Aegon nods. “Let’s go.” he rises from the bed and so do Aemonds eyebrows.
“Put something on. My wife and child are there.” he strides over to Aegon's wardrobe. “Quickly.” he snaps, tossing trousers and a tunic. He pulls Aegon out of his chambers and down the hall once he’s clothed.
“My Gods, slow down.” Aegon groans. “And get me some water.” he looks up at the stairs to your chambers with tired eyes before he starts his climb.
“You will have nothing if you don’t help.” you hear Aemonds curt tone as he and Aegon make it to the landing. “Did anything happen?” Aemond is back at your side. “Do we take him out of the crib?” he turns back to Aegon.
“First we relax and tell me where the water is.” Aegon looks around.
“No.” Aemond shakes his head. “Come check on the egg and my son first.” he glares at Aegon.
“Aemond, it's just water.” you whisper, squeezing his hand. “Aelor is fine.” you nod up at him.
“Alright.” Aegon groans and walks over to the crib. “What a handsome boy. You did well, brother.” he grins across the crib at Aemond.
“What of the egg?” Aemond presses looking down at Aelor and the egg.
“It’s hatching.” Aegon nods. “Shouldn’t be long now.”
“Should we leave him with the egg?” Aemond looks over to him.
“Yes.” he nods. “Was that enough to merit me a cup of water?” Aegon blinks at Aemond expectantly.
“I suppose.” Aemond nods his head to the table holding the water pitcher and Aegon is next to it shortly after. “So what happens now?” he brings his attention back to Aelor and the cracking egg.
“You see when an egg cracks, brother,” Aegon walks over to him. “Something usually comes out.” Aemond flares his nostrils at Aegon's tone.
“I’m aware.” he says through his teeth. You hold on to his arm tighter hoping it’ll offer him some comfort. “Should we call for the keepers?” his tone a fraction smoother.
“I figured you already called for them.” Aegon raises his brow, sipping on the water. “So you came to me first?” he smiles. “Do not look at me like that. I’ll go call for them.” he waves Aemond off and walks back down the stairs.
Aemond’s mind is racing as he keeps his eye on the crib. He refuses to believe an actual dragon is hatching mere feet from him. His little son's very own dragon. You look up at Aemond and see his slightly flushed cheeks and reach up to cup his face and slowly turn him towards you.
“What’s wrong?” you take in his glossy eye.
“I’m just so happy for our son. For Aelor. He gets his own dragon. His very own.” his voice barely audible. “There’s soon to be too many people here for me to be this emotional.” he shakes his head and you wipe under his eye.
“Might I have a hug?” you whisper and Aemond grabs your hand from his face and pulls you against him. “I would still like to have my other kisses later.” you whisper and you feel his small chuckle in his chest, thankful for your distracting words.
“I could provide those for you.” he whispers and starts to pull back.
“The keepers will be here shortly.” Aegon announces as he makes it to the stop of the stairs once more. “Might you both pick different chambers? I already tire of these stairs.” Aegon groans, going to refill his cup of water once more.
“All the more to keep them. If they’ll deter you from barging in then I think they’re perfect.” you look up at Aemond as if you’re telling him to be nice.
“Maybe you’ll change your mind when you have more children.” Aegon waves him off. “The offer is always there.” his words are followed by a quick knock and the voice of the keepers coming up the stairs.
“Congratulations, my Prince.” the keeper looks to Aemond before walking over to the crib. “A healthy boy. No wonder his egg is hatching already.” the man muses.
“Should we have taken him out of the crib? Is there something more I should be doing? Would you like some water?” Aemond rapid fires questions at the keeper.
“He is perfectly fine in the crib. There is nothing for us to do besides wait. Though looking at the egg.. Ten minutes maybe.. Maybe more..” the man shrugs and Aemond nods before turning back to you.
“What did he say?” you look up at him. “I also think you sound so very elegant when you speak in that tongue.” you whisper and watch a small flush spread across his cheeks.
“The egg will hatch soon. We just have to wait now.” he turns his attention back down to Aelor and watches as you reach in and smooth his hair.
“Does the dragon stay here with us?” you look up at him. “Am I now raising our boy and his dragon?” your mind races on how you would even go about doing that.
“Not necessarily.” Aegon comes to Aemonds side. “Of course it’s so tiny now so it’ll spend more time with Aelor here to help strengthen their bond. When it grows and my Gods do they grow fast, it’ll be housed in the pits that you can visit.. If Aemond releases you from these chambers.” he lets out a small giggle.
“Aegon.” Aemond warns.
“Relax brother,.” Aegon sighs. “The keepers will tell you everything.” he looks up at him.
The three of you watch the egg slowly crack more and you hear Aemond’s inhale as Aelor slowly wakes. His eye widens when Aegon's hand enters the crib and pinches his little cheeks. Aelor lets out a small coo and turns his head towards the egg. You watch with wide eyes as he grabs onto the crack and you feel Aemond stiffen. Aegon grabs onto Aemonds arm and whispers lowly.
“Let him. He’s safe. There are plenty of people here who know what they’re doing.” Aemond looks down at Aegon and where his hand is placed on his arm.
“And you’re one of the people who know what you’re doing?” Aemond scoffs.
“You did come get me first.” he chuckles.
As Aemond goes to retort there's a more prominent cracking sound. The keepers slowly walk over and soon the crib is surrounded by watching eyes. You grab onto Aemonds arm and lean closer into his side. A short shriek is heard followed by another crack. You watch as Aelor grabs at the egg and pulls a piece of its shell off. You gasp when you see an eye before it disappears once more.
“Are you nervous?” Aegon whispers.
“Be quiet.” Aemond hisses.
“So you are.” Aemond turns his head and Aegon bites his lips to stifle his laughter. “I’ll be quiet. Don’t kick me out.” he nods back to the egg.
You and Aemond inhale at the same time when Aelor pushes his little hand into the growing hole. When he pulls it out you see a small tail wrapped around his wrist before it slips back into the egg. You watch as Aelor pushes his hand into the egg once more, slowly scooting towards it. He pulls another piece of the egg off and your eyes widen as the dragon is now blinking up at everyone. Aelor grabs the dragon and brings it to his side.
“He has a dragon.” Aemond whispers.
“He does.” Aegon grins.
“His very own.” you look up at Aemond and squeeze his arm, knowing how emotional this is for him.
“What are you doing?” Aemond is stepping forward when the keeper grabs for the dragon.
“We must examine him.” the man nods and scoops the dragon out of the crib.
“Will you bathe him as well?” Aemond looks at the mess starting to spread across Aelor’s linens.
“Of course.” the man nods and turns to the other keepers before walking to the bathing chambers.
“They’re cleaning the dragon so we can change Aelor’s sheets.” he turns to you. “Let’s go find him a fresh set.” he holds onto your arm as if it’s his lifeline.
“Then I suppose it’s just me and you left.” Aegon chuckles and scoops Aelor out of the crib.
Aemond glances at Aegon and Aelor before deciding Aegon probably knows what he’s doing in that sense too. He shakes his head, not quite ready to accept all of Aegon’s help. Aemond helps you pick out a clean pair of sheets and walks back over to the crib to strip it. You grab a change of clothing for Aelor and hand it to Aegon who smiles up at you from the chaise.
The next couple minutes in your chambers consists of everyone cleaning and preparing to bring Aelor and his dragon back together. Aegon stands once he has Aelor changed and brings him over to the crib. Aemond takes Aelor from his hands and nods once at Aegon who is well aware that is the only thanks he’ll receive. The keepers come back over and place the small dragon in the crib and nod at Aemond to do the same with Aelor.
“How is the dragon?” Aemond looks across to the keeper.
“He is well.” Aemond smiles. “We will leave you. Someone will return to care for the dragon and remain down the hall to offer the three of you reprieve until he is no longer fit for the Keep. They will help feed him and help instruct you on anything you should need. Your brother also knows a great deal and could offer you his wisdom.” Aemond chokes back a laugh at Aegons ‘wisdom’ and wonders if he’s ever seen it.
“Thank you.” Aemond nods at the man.
The keeper nods at you and Aegon as well before taking one last look in the crib with a smile spread across his face. The keepers wave before they leave the three of you to look down at the crib. Aegon looks between Aemond and you and smiles before walking over to the table holding the water once more.
“I will leave you three. I’ll have them house the keeper close by and I’ll have your guard tell you where. Should you both need anything else don’t hesitate to ask. All I ask is a nicer wake up and maybe some water before I’m dragged out of my chambers.” he raises his cup of water before starting towards the stairs.
“Wait,” Aemond calls out. “Thank you,” he nods when Aegon turns. “Brother.” Aemond groans at the smile that spreads across Aegon's face.
“Would you like a hug baby brother?” Aemond scoffs.
“No. Leave us.” Aemond waves him off.
“One day.” Aegon calls over his shoulder as he starts down the stairs.
You watch as Aemond stares down into Aelors crib with a furrowed brow. He inhales when your hand enters the crib to brush back Aelors hair. You then bring your delicate touch to the dragon's head and he slowly blinks his eyes open. He lets out a small purr before curling back up with your son.
“I know nothing of raising a dragon.” you turn and whisper up at Aemond.
“You know some from our readings.” he hums.
“Mm, shall I start to work towards becoming a dragon keeper?” you purse your lips.
“My wife, you’re perfect at everything so if that is what your heart desires then I have the utmost faith in you.” he pulls you against him. “But the keeper will remain down the hall and if it’s too much we can always just bring the dragon to Aegon and he’ll deal with it.” he brushes your hair back.
“Speaking of Aegon..” you look up at him with a raised brow. “I see that your relationship with him is improving.” you don’t want to pry but it warms your heart seeing them hopefully start to mend bridges.
“We’ll see.” Aemond starts to lead you back to the bed. “For now I would like to finish offering you the kisses you asked for while our son sleeps with his dragon.” he can’t help the grin on his face at that statement.
“Maybe soon we can have my handmaidens keep Aelor overnight.” he steps back and looks at you with a raised brow.
“Why?” he presses his lips to yours once.
“So I might enjoy my husband for the night.” you pull his lips back down to yours. “I miss you.” you whine against his lips.
“I rarely leave your side.” he chuckles, helping you lay back on the bed. “And when I do it’s under an hour.” he starts to crawl over you.
“Must I tell you what I miss?” you pout, pulling him down to you.
“Yes.” he whispers against your lips. “Tell me.” he kisses down to your neck enjoying your small breaths.
“You haven’t filled me in almost two months now.” you whine softly as he starts to suck on your neck.
“You’re still fragile.” he lets his teeth graze against your skin.
“I’m not.” you grab onto the back of his jerkin. “Please.” you whisper.
“Ask me again in a couple of weeks.” he kisses back up to your pursed lips.
“I won’t break.” you furrow your brows.
“No, but you deserve one. You just brought our child into this world.” he presses his lips to yours.
“Let me bring us another.” it’s taking all of his restraint not to take you at your breathy words.
“Two weeks.” he grabs your wandering hands and places them at your side. “It’ll just be like the lead up to our wedding.” he presses his lips all over your face. “Now let me go check on our son and his dragon before you take advantage of me in my emotional state.” he starts to detach from you.
He chuckles at your soft string of curses as you try to pull him back to you. You rise from the bed and smooth your skirts before returning to his side once more. Your son is curled up with his dragon and looks like a perfect little prince.
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You’ve been trying to get Aemonds attention for the past two weeks now but he has resisted all of your advances. The amount of sheer slips you’ve had your handmaidens bring in makes it seem like you’re running a pleasure house. You’ve even gone so far as to sleep naked and he simply covers you with the covers and curls into your side.
Tonight officially marks the two week mark he set. Gods know why he’s making you wait, you’re ready to combust at the thought of him. Aelor is with your handmaidens for the night and his dragon is with the keepers. Your chambers are clean and there are candles spread throughout offering a warm light. You pace around looking for something to do until you hear the door open. You sprint over to your chaise and spread the sheer silk around your body.
“Mm, what is the occasion?” Aemond is fully aware that it is exactly two weeks since he told you to wait.
“Aemond,” you whine. “I’m begging at this point.” you go to get on your knees.
“No, no.” he shakes his head with a smile. “That’s my spot.” he sinks to his knees before you. “I have also been counting down the days, my insatiable wife.” he presses his lips up one of your calves. “Aelor is with your handmaidens for the entire night?” he looks up at you with a dark eye.
“Yes.” you nod quickly.
“Mm,” he continues to kiss up to your thigh, smiling at how you tremble. “And what is it that you want to do tonight?” he looks up at your already heaving chest.
“Aemond please,” you spread your legs before him, not caring anymore. “Please,” you groan as he starts to kiss your other calf, enjoying your breathy begging.
He kisses up to your thigh once more and pulls back softly chuckling at your whine. You look down at him with a soft pout until you feel him starting to push your slip up further. He can see you center glistening in the candle light and looks back up to your pleading eyes. He looks across your body and nods knowing you won’t be getting any type of sleep tonight.
“You are so very beautiful.” you let out a small whimper at his words. Your nails dig into the plush chaise as he licks up your center. He groans at your sweetness and grabs onto your hips to pull you closer. “Please let me know if it’s too much or if it doesn’t feel right.” he looks up at you.
“Please just-“ you let out a soft cry as he buries his head between your thighs once more. “Yes,” you gasp as his tongue swirls around your bud.
He rubs circles into your hips as he continues to lap at you listening to your sounds. You slowly roll your hips against his face and he quickens his movements pulling a gasp from you. He groans as he moves his tongue down to your core and finds your pooling wetness. He moves back up to your bud and encases it and sees your stomach flex.
“Aemond.” you whine, grabbing onto one of his arms. “I’m- I, please,” soft pleas continue to fall from your mouth as he moves his tongue faster. With another cry of his name you fall apart on his face. “Oh,” you jolt as he starts to move his tongue even faster.
Aemond can’t get enough of your sounds, it’s been far too long. Gods and your taste and the way you’re gripping onto his arm is spurring him on even more. He moves his other arm and circles one of his fingers around your entrance before slowly dipping it inside. Your broken whimpers are all he needs to hear before he starts pumping into you.
He looks up at you and sees that your slip has shifted and he groans looking at your breasts. Your eyes are squeezed shut, focusing on the pleasure he’s offering you. When he pushes another finger into you, your pleasure begins to build rapidly. You start arching off the chaise when he pushes his fingers into you faster. He smiles as he laps at you and he hears your wetness coating his fingers.
“Aem, I’m, please yes.” you squeak and pulse around his fingers.
“Was that good?” he slowly slips his fingers out and sits back, slipping them into his mouth. “You taste very good.” you whimper at his words.
“Take off your clothes. I need you.” you reach for him but he’s already grabbed onto the hem of your slip and is pulling it over your head.
“Are these still sensitive?” he whispers as he brushes his fingers against your nipples. Your small whimpers tell him everything he needs to know. He rolls the peaks between his fingers and watches you squeeze your legs shut.
“Aemond please,” you grip his wrists.
He chuckles and wraps his arms around you and lifts you to carry you to the bed. You pull at his clothes desperately and whine when he lays you back on the bed. You go to stand but stop when you find him removing his layers. At each reveal of his skin you spread your legs wider. Once he’s bare he crawls into bed with you and presses his lips to yours. You wrap your arms around him and pull him as close as you can.
“Fill me.” you plead into his mouth. “Please,” you wrap your legs around his waist. “Fill me, I need it.” Aemond chuckles but lines up at your entrance nonetheless.
He slowly pushes in and watches your face relax as small moans pour from your mouth. He presses his forehead against yours as he gets lost in your warmth and feel. When he settles within you he brings his lips to yours and slowly starts to rock his hips. You’re squeezing around him tightly and he’s trying to focus on kissing you to truly enjoy the feeling.
“Move.” you jerk your hips. “Please.” your breath catches as he snaps his hips.
“Hush.” he presses his lips to yours once more. “Let me just relish in the feel of you, my perfect wife.” he murmurs and kisses down to your neck. “I probably don’t even have to move to make you come undone.” he smirks against your skin as he brings his thumb down to your bud.
“Yes,” you dig your nails into his back. He nibbles at your neck as he continues to swirl his thumb around your aching bud. “Please,” you hold him tighter.
“I can feel how close you are.” he whispers into your neck, starting to roll his hips into yours. “Come for me and I’ll start moving.” he stills his hips once more and you let out a strained whimper. Your body is humming with pleasure as you moan out his name repeatedly.
“Aemond I’m-“ you gasp as your pleasure slams through you.
“Just like that.” Aemond lifts his head up and starts to pump into you. “You’re so perfect.” he presses his lips to yours. “Already wanting to be swollen with our child again.” his pace quickens at his words.
“Yes.” you pant trying to nod your head. “Please let me.” you whine feeling your legs start to tremble from pleasure.
“I’ll keep you filled with children as long as you please.” after every snap of his hips he rolls them into you after.
“Thank you.” the two words slightly pleasure slurred as he continues with his pace. “Tha- mm-
“Fuck,” he groans as you pulse around him causing his pleasure to slam through him.
You sigh with a smile as you feel his warmth spread throughout you. He presses his lips to yours as you both slowly rock against each other not quite ready to separate. You both stay sealed together until you both pull back with swollen lips, softly panting. He pulls out of you and watches a small frown form on your face.
“We’re not done.” he kisses your lips. “I just need some water.” he chuckles before getting out of bed. “Would you like anything?” he glances over his shoulder watching you still spread out in the bed.
“To be filled again.” he tilts his head back and laughs at your words.
“In a moment.” he hums and slows his stride enjoying your whining filling your chambers.
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sorry this took me so long sometimes i get stuck on scenes and forget i can skip around the chapter and finish other scenes 🫠
im prob going to continue my sibling agenda and next chap is going to be a time skip of prob like 3yrs UGH i just want these babies up and talking !!! dad aemond is going to send me to my grave so be patient w me plss
also feeling emo so i love u all who love this story with me and if you have any cute little family and/or dad scenes you want me to try and bring to light lmk and ill sneak it in 👉🏻👈🏻 ok ily bye
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pairing: jemily x reader word count: 2.5k warnings: there’s a single allusion to a child being hurt by the ubsub but nothing is described. SMUT. MINORS DNI. this one is jj and reader centric with emily towards the end, jj finds a pet name she likes, toy usage, hair pulling, scratching, pussy slapping request from this ask
cases with kids were always rough, but they also tended to be the more interesting ones.
this one, thankfully didn’t involve the four year old directly, but impacted her significantly. her poor mother had gotten kidnapped by the unsub, which meant her fiancée and daughter would spend time at the local precinct while the team tried to find her. you had naturally been drawn to kids your whole life, the motherly instinct in you at the forefront of your life a majority of the time. it could be because of the way you were treated and had to raise your siblings practically by yourself, but you had a soft spot in your heart for the younger generations. it was probably how you found yourself playing with little molly that day, using what you remembered learning in your psychology courses to help get answers for the team.
unbeknownst to you, jj had been watching you with the young girl whenever she had the chance. she was completely enamored with the way you could change gears so easily and get along with children so well. how you always got to their level and talked to them like you were best friends. in the beginning, she had thought it was envy, but in reality it had been attraction she had felt the whole time. there were multiple times she had to go compose herself in the bathroom and splash cold water on her face- she couldn’t be getting this heated at work. it wasn’t anywhere near professional. but alas, here she was, watching you with her whole being as you played with the four year old. she had asked hotch to stay back, just in case something happened and they needed to relay messages back to you, or vice versa. you had already gotten a lot of good information out of molly, including basic descriptions of the “mean men who made mommy cry”. as strange as it was to say, it was endearing to see how you interacted with the children and dear god did it turn jj on.
“y/n, you find mommy?”
“my friends are looking for her right now.”
“momma?”
“i believe your momma is talking to your grammy and grampy, we can go find her in five minutes.”
“okay!”
jj held back a chuckle. the fiancée was one hundred percent not at the precinct and out doing a cognitive with morgan and simmons.
“can we played blocks now?”
“of course we can play blocks! you asked so nicely. here, help me put the dolls away and we can-“
“wait, you give dolly ouchie!” molly stopped your hand from moving. “no touch there. ouchie!”
jj watched with baited breath as you started putting pieces together in your brain. interestingly enough, the place where you had touched the doll was exactly where molly had a giant bruise on her arm. you started asking molly questions, getting a few new answers that implicated the unsub and backed up the mother’s stories. you locked eyes with jj through the mirror, causing her to step out and call hotch immediately. within hours, they caught the unsub and found their victim, reuniting her with her family by dinner time.
to celebrate, derek offered to buy everyone drinks, but you decided not to go. these cases were tougher for you, considering your background derek didn’t push, but reminded you that if you changed your mind they’d be at the bar down the street. emily had already decided to go, but jj knew you needed someone to help get your mind off the case. she pulled emily to the side as you were talking to luke and hotch, finding a quiet corner for the two of them to speak.
“you sure you don’t want to go?”
“they need someone right now. i need someone right now.”
emily’s eyebrow raised quizzingly. “oh?”
“em… watching her with molly, dear god it made me feel ways i haven’t ever felt in my entire life.”
“me too,” emily looked down as she blushed. “i want to be a mom so bad, jay.”
“me too.” jj searched for emily’s eyes. “i.. i want them to have our babies.”
“i do too. since the doctor said i’d have trouble carrying due to the trauma…”
“right.” jj swallowed the lump in her throat. “god, we’ve turned into such saps for them.”
“you’ve always been the same for me, ma coccinelle.” emily placed a small peck on jj’s cheek. “take them back to the room. enjoy your time together.”
“i will not be held liable for any activities that happen while you’re not there.”
“as long as i get my way with them, everything you do is fine.”
“deal.”
emily chuckled as the two of them walked back to the group, jj confirming that she’d sit this one out. the team split, leaving you and jj to take one of the cars back to the hotel with rossi and reid, the four of you splitting at their respective rooms. the room you shared with your girlfriends was a bit further down the hall, which meant you and jj were basically walking down the hallway unsupervised. hotch would usually watch you get inside your rooms before going into his own, but since he was out with the rest of the gang for once, jj got to pull you as close to her as she could muster while walking down the hallway. her hands couldn’t leave you for a second as you made your way towards the room, giggling like school girls.
“you’re very touchy tonight.”
“an acute observation, baby.” jj chuckled. “i’m mostly excited that we get some time to ourselves.”
“yeah? been meaning to get me alone, jareau?” you teased.
“always.”
jj slipped her keycard into the sensor, pushing the door open and letting you in first. her hands were back on you before the door even closed, placing kisses to your shoulder blades as she helped you take off your blazer. you took it from her with a smile on your face as you walked to your go bag, digging through it to find your jammies.
“god, jay, i’m not sure what got into you today but i’m liking it.”
“you really wanna know?”
you nodded. “tell me.”
“seeing you with molly, how you just slipped into that other version of you so easily… it was so hot.”
you smirked. “me, with kids, does that turn you on?”
“so, so much.” jj let out a shuddery breath as she walked toward you. “more than you’ll ever know.”
“and what are you going to do about it?”
jj pulled you closer to her by the belt loop. “this is going to sound a bit out of pocket, but i need to… i think it would… i need to fuck you so hard tonight that you have my babies. our babies.”
you’d be lying if you said a surge of heat didn’t run through your veins at that.
“have our babies, y/n.”
as jj pulled you closer towards her, you felt a budge down below that only meant one thing. she was packing. your body heated even more at the realization, your hands automatically reaching up to jj’s shoulders to help keep you standing. there was something about the way such a simple thing like that sent you spiraling. how jj and emily both knew the small things that would make you tick before you even realized it was a turn on for you. it was quite the turn on for you, if you were being honest, how easily they could read you and know exactly what you needed and when you needed it. and if it was any indication by the way your body was reacting, jj was absolutely in the right for taking you back to the hotel room early. you knew emily would be up soon, but you were reveling in the moment you were having with jj. one of your hands slowly started moving toward the dildo, a single finger drawing a line down her razor sharp abs as she walked you back toward the bed.
“da-daddy-“
jj’s heart skipped a beat as her grip on your hip tightened. “call me that again.”
“daddy.”
“fuck,” her head fell back as her eyes closed. “you’re so hot when you call me that.”
“so i’m taking that is a green?”
“so green. greener than the grass.” jj rested her forehead against yours. “i don’t know if i can wait until em gets up here.”
“then don’t.” you egged her on. “fuck me, jayje. please. i need it.”
within seconds, jj’s lips were on yours as the two of you fell back on the bed, her free arm suspending her over you. her other hand ran through your hair, using it to pull you closer to her. you carefully started to undo the buttons on her shirt, knowing that she was running low on laundry and only had one other shirt like this that she felt comfortable wearing. you knew you could easily get her more, but you didn’t want to ruin one of the only clean shirts she had left. slipping it off her shoulders, you sat the two of you up so you could push jj onto the bed, slipping yourself over her lap. your hips grinded down as you kissed, putting the pressure on the dildo stuck under her jeans.
her hands grabbed onto your hips, relinquishing you of your control and taking over the grinding for you, the action alone making you fall forward onto her shoulder as you scratched down her back. you left a trail of kisses down the side of her neck, making sure to leave any hickeys in places they couldn’t be seen. jj clawed at the hem of your pants, lifting you up and tapping you twice to signal that it was time they came off. you helped jj shimmy your pants off, undoing her own at the same time. soon as the fabric of her underwear had been moved and the dildo freed, your mouth hooked on it and you let jj control the movements with her hand. your hair was knotted in her fist as she moved your head up and down, the action showing you were playing into the role of letting her be solely in control. she pulled your head up and watched contently as the dildo flopped onto her stomach, you finding your way back up to her to leave more kisses.
it was her turn to leave scratch marks down your back, the red marks forming against the smooth skin while she held back every urge to fuck you then and there. she knew she had to warm you up first, her hand sneaking in between your thighs to find your wetness practically dripping onto the bed.
“you’re so wet for me, aren’t you? is that all for me?”
“yes jayje, all yours.”
you whimpered as she pulled her hand away.
“that’s not my name.” you jolted as she slapped your pussy. “color?”
“green.”
another slap. “what’s my name?”
“daddy?”
“that’s my good baby.”
your back arched as her fingers met your core, swirling around in the wetness before slowly entering your center. a groan escaped your lips as her fingers stretched you, getting you ready for the real star of the show. silently, you pulled away from jj and positioned yourself on the bed, doing your best to keep her fingers inside of you. she kept going until she felt that you were ready, licking her fingers while her other hand ran the tip through your folds. you nodded, grabbing the hand that was just in her mouth and putting it over your pelvis, the two of you moaning in tandem as she filled you up.
her hips slowly started moving, letting you get used to the feeling before she started going faster. her hand never left your pelvis, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of the bulge happening whenever she thrust into you. she bent down to leave kisses on your breasts, a nipple in your mouth as she moved her free hand to toy with the other breast. you pulled her close as you could, wanting the feeling of her against you as she fucked you so good. it had been a long, long time since you had felt this way, and you were enjoying every moment of it. jj got faster and faster, her hands moving back to your hips as she adjusted, slipping off the edge of the bed and yanking you back to her. she put the dildo back in, starting right back up to that aggressive pace.
“whats my name?”
“daddy! oh god, daddy-!”
you two reached climax at the same time, a string of incomprehensible noises leaving your lips as jj’s hips stuttered. slowly, jj pulled out and climbed next to you in the bed, wrapping her arms around your midsection and nuzzling into your neck. the dildo flopped against your stomach, but neither of you wanted to d anything about it at the moment.
“goddamn, jaye.” you moved some hair from her face. “fuck me like that any day and i’d marry you on the spot.”
“we definitely need to have a sit down about it, but i’m being serious about having kids with you. both em and i want it. to be moms with you.”
“and i want to be the mother to our children too.” you sighed contently, resting your forehead against jj’s. “i’d do anything for you.”
“good. because we’d do anything for you too.”
both of you jumped as you noticed emily standing against the wall, cheeks flushed and jacket in her hand. her eyes were a few shades darker than usual, the lust in them evident as she stared at the two of you.
“oh, i-i can explain—“
“no, it's okay, lovey. i know we usually do things together, but i told jayje she could have you tonight.” emily shot you a smile. “i do think, though, i’d like to have a shower if you wanted to join me.”
you looked to jj. “if that’s okay…”
“of course it's okay, love. you’re not just mine or just emily’s. you’re ours. i promise i’m not going to get mad if you shower with her.”
“then yes, can i shower with you, emmy?”
“of course lovey.” emily came over and placed a kiss on your lips. “i’ll go get the shower resdy.”
you turned back to jj, smiling sheepishly at her as you placed a gentle kiss on her lips. the taste of you mixed with her chapstick sent another wave of heat to your core, the throbbing becoming more prominent.
“go, before emmy gets impatient.”
you smirked, “yes daddy.”
jj couldn’t help but attempt to playfully smack your butt as you rolled off the bed, barely getting off with a cheeky tongue poking out from in between your teeth as you made your way to the bathroom.
god, she was so in love with you.
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would you mind elaborating on dae-ho’s breeding kink….. thank you for your service 🙏🙏 if youre able… gnc or gn reader for it 👀… dae-ho driven to breed them even tho they arent female identifying. your fics got me back into x readers 😭
-Make You Mine.-
Kang Dae-Ho x AnyPov!Reader.
[reader is seemed to have male reproductive system. :3]
(req 1/6 :P)
(gn reader !!)
(Warnings: SoftDom!/Rough!Dom Dae-Ho, breeding kink, unprotected sex, slight jealousy if you squint.)
A/N- Ofc! I love this man sm- he'd definitely have a breeding kink js look at himmmm T-T (also ty for the request !! Sorry if it's too OOC-)
[cut off here :3]
Dae Ho loved you. He loved the way you look, the way you talk, the way you walked. The way you even breathed made his heart race in his chest like a teenage school girl in love with.
But, after he met your family something, was added to the mix. See, you had multiple siblings. 4 to be exact. One was.. basically a baby, which your mother had obviously recently had.
Once he saw you cooing and giggling with the baby he stared at you in awe, a feeling of adoration fueled dizziness washing over him, does...he want kids?
No. No he can't have kids, he's..too young..but God..the way you look when you play with your little brother. As if your the happiest you've ever been..he couldn't help but imagine you playing with a mini mix of you and him, running around the house playing a game of tag or something.
"what's wrong?" Your mum patted Dae Ho on the back softly and he tensed up before relaxing his muscles, realising she's not a threat.
"they're..really good with kids.." he mumbles, half under his breath, half at your mother. Smiling to himself but a red tint dyed his face.
"...heh- they sure are. Y/N helps a lot with little Jun-San here, he's only a baby so he needs lots of attention." She says back, smiling as well, obviously proud of how she raised you.
Dae Ho blushed again, and looks at you again, now playing with some Hot Wheels car as Matthew giggled at the little voices you gave for the cars.
He slowly makes his way over to you and plops himself behind you, cross legged as he lays his head on your chest.
"...can we go somewhere..I need to.. ask you something." He mutters in your ear, his warm breath hitting your ear, making you shiver slightly.
"uhm..yeah, yeah of course." You say as a hurried reply before waving a quick goodbye to Matthew and giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"I'll be right back, okay hon-?" You grin at the infant and it giggles back, doing grabbie arms at your mum and she rolls her eyes playfully as she raises him up in the air.
Dae Ho gently takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom upstairs, where he knows people can't hear anything inside.
"..s-so... uh..I saw you with Matthew..uh! Adorable kid- b-by the way!-" he stutters out nervously and goes slightly red, before blurting out as fast as he could suddenly.
"iwaswonderingifyouwanttohaveakid-!!" He basically stutters out plain gibberish and he can tell he has as your expression shows nothing but confusion.
"..what..? Dae..can you go a bit..slower?"
He breathes in softly and breathes out.
"o-okay, so...feel free to say no! But- uh..do you, perhaps want...kids-like..kids kids...like uh.." he mumbles, fidgeting with his fingers and shirt nervously, a nervous tic he has whenever hes scared/ anxious about an outcome.
"oh..! Uh..well- it's kinda a..hard decision and—" you start but he cuts you off needily.
"p-please..i-i don't care if you can't, have them..i-i can try my best..y-you don't know if my cums different-" he whimpers out desperately, wanting to breed you so, so badly. Fuck, he was willing to do anything...
"..i-..Dae...I mean..you can try—" you start to chuckle softly but you get cut off by Dae Ho picking you up and chucking you on the counter and kissing you.
This wasnt his, 'normal' kisses, this was rough, searing. You whimper into the kiss which makes him groan softly.
"b-baby-.." he whispers, pulling away from the kiss reluctantly, a line of saliva connecting your tongues. He presses his bulge against yours and he starts grinding against it slightly.
"..ha-haah.." you moan gently and dig your nose into the crook of his neck and nuzzle it hard, whining like a dog that's just been denied a treat.
"shh..shh baby- don't worry.. I'll- ngh..look after you-" he whispers, trying to keep his own moans in, but they come out as choked, soft sounds of pleasure.
He tugs slightly on your shirt and lifts it over your head, revealing your chest, he whimpers as he begins basically worshipping it with his teeth and tongue, biting gently and licking anywhere he could possibly leave a mark.
"s-sweetheart- lemme-lemme fuck you..breed..you..please-" he whispers against your chest and digs his face into it.
"o-okay- ill- should i-"
"s-say you consent..please—" he whines out softly, God he's so cute..
"i-i consent.." you whisper back and almost immediately you feel your pants get pulled off, he grabs you and pulls you on the floor.
"G-get on top of me—r-ride me—" he says, trying his best not to just grab your hips and rut into you like a man possessed.
You nod softly and quickly straddle the desperate man, and begin to take off his pants too, only a pair of sweatpants, pronouncing his already twitching cock.
He whimpers needily and shivers as you outline the pulsing bulge in his boxers.
"d-darling...d-dont tease.." he whispers and moans softly, almost desperately as he softly humps into your hand, whimpering like a puppy in heat.
You suddenly pull down his boxers and let his ever hardening cock slap against his stomach, drooling precum down it's already soaking shaft.
"aw...you must've been desperate huh?" You coo softly and spit onto your hand, beginning to stroke his cock softly, pumping it slow at first, making him let out soft mewls and curses under his breath as he fucks himself with your hand.
"baby—" he whines softly and tilts his head back, quivering harder as you begin to get faster with your strokes, making it wet and ready for it to just, slip in without any restraint.
"jus' lemme...fu-fuck you...please.." he whispers gently and shivers.
You nod and let go of his leaking cock, as he whimpers in protest, but instead of letting him get used to the feeling of nothing wrapped around him, you begin to lower yourself down on his length.
".. h-hng-..." You feel him start to press into you, and you shiver as he starts to rock his hips up into your soft, tender bounces.
Loud moans and slaps of skin on skin fill the air for a while until you hear gentle desperate words.
"i-i wanna—breed- you— so bad— let me- c-cum inside you..."
He mumbles needily, his thrusts up getting more erratic as time goes on.
"please—im-im gonna cum- please..i-i wanna breed you—breed...my- my beautiful partner...mh-mine— y-your mine—" he slightly growls into your neck and you feel him tense up and dig his nails into your shoulders.
"C-cumming- cumming...i-in...haah...good...hng..." He says, his voice completely stripped of any past dominance.
"..d-dae ho..." You whisper softly, your voice hoarse from the intense ectasy crashing over you like a tidal wave, your orgasm melting through you.
"..i-i love you.." he mumbles and nuzzles into the crook of your neck.
"love you..too.." you mutter back, panting from the strain.
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Twisted Hearts 1 Chapter 2: Tricks and Masters
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Story Summary: When an unknown incident lands the students of NRC in a strange new world, they have to travel across worlds to find each other as well as trying to vanquish the darkness. Sounds.... easier than most of what they've been through this school year at least, but nothing is ever that simple, and a pair or adopted siblings will once again find themselves at odds.
Chapter Summary: Barely escaping the Queen of Hearts with their heads on their necks, the groups attempts to breathe are interrupted by a powerful Heartless. Meanwhile at Hollow Bastion, Riku meets the other villains and fully realises what he's in the middle of.
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“Riddle, that was awesome, but what the hell is that thing?” Ace asks as I get a better look at Riddle’s new weapon, a red claymore with three claw shaped blades at the bottom with a handle surrounded by a thorny vine themes hand guard, and a vine pattern in the middle with the four card suits and a crown along it.
“I have no clue admittedly!,” Riddle answers, “I was just filled with this determination, like when I get angry usually but more… controlled I suppose, and I just felt something in front of me to grab, so I did, and next thing you know I have this thing! Surprisingly not that heavy given the size of it but this is quite bizarre!”
“What the he-!! That’s a Keyblade!!” Donald gasps in shock as he jumps into Riddle to get a better look.
“Three, two.” Cater counts down but before I can ask why I see Riddle’s face turning red over Donald climbing all over him and that tells me all I need to know.
“GET OFF OF ME!!!” Riddle screams as he throws Donald through the door out of Wonderland…. Okay.
“That’s one way to open the door.” I quip as I break the stunned silence as the rest of us run through.
“I always forget how strong Riddle-Senpai is even without his magic…” Deuce mumbles as we all make it to the safe side and we quickly close the door. That… was way too close-
“Guys, where’s Alice?” Goofy asks as he helps up Donald, prompting us to look around and, unfortunately she is missing, zooterkins.
“When was the last time anyone saw her?” Sora asks as he gets panicked.
“She was with us right as we ran away from the trial,” Cater answers, “the soldiers were still down for the count thanks to Riddle’s #brutal attack so I don’t think she got grabbed at least, so she probably just got separated from us and hid somewhere.”
“I’ll go back in and check to be safe.” I state as while Cater’s probably right I don’t want to risk it… but as I try to open the door it won’t budge?
“Wait, what?,” Trey asks as he tries the door as well but he doesn’t have any luck either, “that… that’s a problem-!!”
“Whoa-Trey!!” Riddle yelps as Trey pulls me and him to the ground right as it starts shaking?
“What now?!” Donald groans in frustration as everyone else gets onto the floor.
“Wait… this feels like what happened when that heartless showed up in Traverse Town-!,” Sora yelps before getting cut off by a… purple and pink heartless thing holding batons appearing?!, “Heartless!! Everyone, be careful!”
“Aha, what the hell have we gotten ourselves into?” Cater asks with an uneasy laugh as we all square up for another fight.
“Anyone have a plan for this thing or are we just charging in?!” Trey asks as we all back up to avoid an attack.
“Get the darn batons away from it!! BLIZZARD!!!” Donald shouts before casting an ice spell at one of the batons.
“Sounds good to me!,” Ace agrees as he casts his own spell, “fire shot!” With that he fires the spell at the baton… only for the Heartless to not even flinch as the baton is set on fire, and it then lights up the other one before charging us again. Uh oh.
“ACE!!!!” Riddle and Deuce shout in frustration as we run away to get some distance and they both cast water spells at the Heartless.
“Well excuse me for not knowing it could do that!!” Ace fires back as he casts a water spell this time.
“Argue later, for now let’s just try not to get burned al-!” I tell them before pushing Sora out of the way of a fire blast.
“Ah!! Thanks again Silver-! Watch out! FIRE!!” Sora thanks me before casting a fire spell at the Heartless which was about to whack us, and thankfully that doesn’t set anything else on fire and just stuns it enough for us to back off.
“Guess we’re even now huh, nice cast,” I compliment making Sora smile as I get an idea, “Riddle! We can use our keyblades to cast! Let’s try it so we don’t build up too much blot!”
“They can-?!,” Riddle asks as he barely dodges a fire blast from the Heartless before checking his pen, “well, I suppose it can’t hurt to try! On three!!”
“Right!,” I say as we line up to fire… which includes Riddle mounting his keyblade like a rocket launcher… okay then!, “one, two, three!!”
“FIRE!!!” We both shout as I feel the magic come out of the keyblade just as naturally as it would if I was using my pen, though I feel a tingling, slightly draining sensation instead of the usual mild blot accumulation, and the fire spell hits it’s target, as does Riddle’s though his is somewhat comically oversized, and it makes the Heartless fall to it’s very stretchy knees.
“Let’s get it fellas’!” Goofy shouts as we all use the chance to hit the Heartless as hard as we can with our weapons and spells, and it looks like it’s almost dead-
“DEUCE WHAT ARE YOU DOING-?!?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!” Ace screams as Deuce somehow throws Ace at the Heartless’s head, and that’s apparently enough to kill it as it dissolves into darkness, leaving behind it’s heart.
“That…. Is for lighting it’s weapons on fire… and making that more complicated…..” Deuce explains in between pants of exhaustion.
“Deuce, that was nice and Ace admittedly had it coming,” Cater tells him after we all recover from that attack, “and I know you said you wanted to be more like Rid’s, but I don’t think people throwing is the part you wanna emulate.”
“Wait, what?” Sora asks as everyone who wasn’t there for the incident looks confused.
“Long story short,” I explain, “on our first day, another one of our classmates touched Riddle’s hair cause he’d never seen anything that red before and he was curious without much care for personal space, and Riddle responded by setting collaring him with his unique magic, setting him on fire and throwing him across the room.”
“…..Wow, and you said Grim and ‘Zia caused a commotion on our first day, what they did is tame compared to that.” Ace quips as Riddle is looking embarrassed, Trey and Cater are hiding their laughter (though only the former is remotely successful at it) and everyone else stares in disbelief.
“I I In my defence, Floyd really shouldn’t of grabbed me like that, I I just panicked.” Riddle fires back once he’s mostly calmed down.
“Yeah, but,” Deuce adds, “well given how he is, no wonder Floyd-senpai doesn’t leave you alone now Riddle-senpai.”
“Teehee, you can say that again.” A new voice chimes in, and when I look up to see who it is, I see it’s a cat beastman about our age with purple hair, but notably the same type of tail as the cat who bought us time during the trial.
“Chen’ya!,” Trey shouts in surprised relief as all the Heartslaybul students eyes show some degree of recognition, “glad you made it out okay.”
“Ehe, gonna take more than an angry queen to pin me down,” Chen’ya assures him as he jumps down from the table with a bottle, “was eavesdropping during your introductions so I already know all your names, pleasure to meet you all. Sorry I couldn’t make it out sooner to help with whatever that unbirthday reject was, I was trying to figure out where in Wonderland Alice vanished off to.”
“Wait, she’s gone?!” Sora asks as the panic starts rising again.
“Yup,” Chen’ya admits, “she got split from you guys by some darkness stuff and ran into the lotus forrest, I ran after her, but after a few corner turns she was gone. Checked the place from top to toe but no sign of her.”
“Oh for the love of the Queen…,” Riddle mumbles in frustration, “does anyone have any ideas what could’ve happened to her?”
“Darkness….,” Sora hums before looking worried, “she might of been sent to another world like Riku and Kairi were.”
“Great, another kid we have to keep our eyes peeled for.” Donald groans in frustration.
“Chen’ya, can you keep your eyes open for her just in case.” Trey asks as he goes into what I’ve heard Idia call ‘mom mode’.
“Will do,” he agrees before giving a slightly sassy smirk, “but since you asked me, I assume you’re all going together to look for her and little Sora’s friends?”
“Hey!! I’m not that short!” Sora refutes with a pout which gets a snigger out of Ace.
“And to answer, unless someone wants to stay back as well I believe we are,” Riddle replies, “if nothing else I’m going, Liddell-san was in this mess with me, I feel obligated to at least ensure she makes it out of this.”
“Well, if you’re going, then you can count us in too Rids,” Cater adds with his usual smile, “right guys?”
“Right, Heartslaybul’s gotta stick together!” Deuce adds with an eager expression with Trey and Ace also nodding in agreement, though the latter does so a bit awkwardly. Heh, I heard about how rough things were for them on the first week of school, it’s nice to see them getting along a lot better now-
“Um, guys, what’s that?” I ask as I point back to the wonderland door… where a glowing keyhole has appeared in the already existing Keyhole…. Okay then?
“That’s the Keyhole!,” Donald explains as he and Goofy look both relieved and excited, “once we seal that the Heartless shouldn’t be bothering this world anymore!”
“Alright then!,” Sora says eagerly as he pulls out his Keyblade a bit awkwardly, “so, how do I close it-! Whoa!!”
“Like that apparently.” Ace quips as a laser beam fires out of the Keyblade and goes into the keyhole, making it vanish.
“I see, so the world trotting is also for a good cause, all the more reason to tag along then,” Riddle says likely thinking out loud before turning back to Chen’ya, “will you be alright on your own?”
“I’ll be fine, plus if I get bored I can probably figure out how to catch up,” Chen’ya replies, “but you’d better not forget about me while you’re gone.”
“Aha, I’d think I’ll be dead before I ever forget about you.” Trey assures him with a laugh which the cat beastman returns before vanishing.
“Do you really think he’d be able to world travel and find us?” Goofy asks as he takes a sip from the bottle Chen’ya left for us and it turns him back to his normal height.
“If it was anyone else I’d doubt it, but underestimating Chen’ya is a plan that usually just leads to getting jump-scared.” Riddle answers as he drinks up next and we all pass around the bottle and drink up, but as we are I can’t help but think.
It’s nice to have some back up, but this world hasn’t given me any leads on Father, Malleus or Sebek, and now we have to find Alice in addition to them and Sora’s friends. We managed to do some good while we were here but, I hope wherever we go next is a bit more fruitful in our search.
POV Switch, Riku:
“Come along now, we can’t be late.” Malleus says as he ‘leads’ (though it’s more accurate to say he’s all but dragging) me into the meeting room, and honestly, while this will probably be hell in it’s own way, I’ll take whatever is gonna happen in here compared to being trapped in a tiny bedroom with Malleus asking me way too many questions to ‘jog my memory’.
“Right, sorry.” I tell the insane dragon to placate him as we walk in, and the first thing I notice is the door we came in from is the only way in, so unless I learn how to teleport out of nowhere getting out is going to be easier said than done, though probably still easier than leaving the bedroom with Malleus inside it.
The other thing is the meetings attendants themselves. There’s… well there’s a woman with octopus limbs where her legs should be, a living sack, a guy who looks like he was ripped straight out of one of Sora’s pirate books, a guy with blue skin and his hair on fire, a tall man wearing a style of clothing I’ve never seen before, and what I assume is a teenage boy with his hood pulled up so much I can’t see his eyes who is desperately trying to not look at something.
“Hmph, I was wondering when you were going to arrive.” The tall man says as Malleus takes his seat at the table and I’m somewhat dragged into sitting on his lap.
“Apologise for the delay, I had to get reacquainted with my missing brother after all these years.” Malleus explains, putting all eyes in the room squarely on me, great…. Wait…. The boy looked shocked when he saw me but then he I think looked up and tensed? What in the world is going on?
“Ha, if I known it was bring your pet to work day I would’ve brought my poopsies,” the octopus woman says with a chuckle, “maybe even those dears who follow me around like lost sea puppies.”
“Don’t tempt me Ursula, if I bring in my little squad this whole castle will get trashed.” The sack man adds with a slightly sadistic laugh, and I notice the boy flinch and desperately try to shuffle away. Ah, so he’s trying to not look at the sack man, got it.
“I believe we were told that we weren’t allowed to bring anyone?” The pirate points out with a grimace, either he’s annoyed by the rule breaking or the fact he wasn’t allowed bring someone. Either way, he’s a mood because I am very annoyed by this entire situation. That and terrified but I won’t give the universe the satisfaction of admitting that.
“Riku is a guest of myself and Malleus, and Jaffar’s little assistant is fully joining us, so exceptions have been made,” Maleficent explains as she teleports in, “now then, I have called you all in for a specific reason.”
“Yeah yeah, can you make it quick, my plan to kill Wonderboy is almost ready and I’d rather get on it-!,” the fire man says dismissively but becomes annoyed when he barely dodges a lightning blast from Malleus (escape is becoming a bigger mess by the minute), “hey!! What’s the big idea?!”
“How unbefitting behaviour for a member of the Seven,” Malleus sighs before turning back to Maleficent, “continue, auntie.”
“Thank you dear,” Maleficent replies before getting focused, “while things are progressing smoothly, a hiccup has occurred. The Kingdom Key has been claimed, and the one who’s wielding it is travelling the worlds, which may be a problem.” With that she summons I guess a magic picture to show what she’s talking about-!!
“Sora!!” I shout involuntarily as I see my friend on the table, and while I slink back into my seat when everyone starts staring at me, I let out a massive sigh of relief as I do. Sora’s alright, thank goodness, and with how much he and Kairi stick together like glue she’s probably alright too. That’s the first good news I’ve gotten since I’ve got here, but by the sounds of it he could be in trouble now that these weirdos might be going after him. Hopefully he’ll be fine for a bit but this is all the more reason to get out of here.
“So, you all called us here so we knew who to gun for?” Sack man asks and even with the lack of proper eyes I can tell his intent is murderous. Sora please don’t run into these guys before I find you idiot….
“Primarily,” Maleficent admits before smirking, “though it was also to give you all an update on our plan.” Before anyone can ask what she means, she snaps her fingers and a blonde girl who’s even younger than Sora and Kairi appears.
“What…. Where am I…? This isn’t Wonderland! Who are you people?!” The girl asks extremely confused and panicked, but no one answers as everyone is now smirking, save for the boy who looks at me and even with his eyes covered I can tell he’s concerned about whatever is about to happen.
“Another Princess found,” the tall man who I think is Jaffar says with a smirk, “I believe that means there’s only two more to go, Jasmine and whoever the last one ends up being.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if it ends up being that damned Peter Pan’s little friend, or a certain someone’s ditz of a princess.” The pirate chimes in which makes the octopus sigh in agreement.
“Regardless, let’s deal with the one we have right now,” Maleficent says as she grips the panicked girls arm, “my dear, as always.”
“Of course,” Malleus agrees as he sits up and leaves me in the chair, “I’ll be right back.”
“Wait, what are you going to do to her?” I ask getting very tense and ignoring the sacks comments about me being Malleus’s baby.
“Just what we need to, don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” Malleus answers as he starts casting a spell, which does nothing to lessen my panic and evidently the same is true for the girl as she starts trying to squirm away.
“Let me go, let me go!!” She shouts as she tries to get out but it’s not working, and…. Fuck it.
“No!! I don’t know what you’re doing but you’re going to hurt her!” I shout as I jump out of my seat and grab onto the spell arm to try make him stop. Is this dumb, yes, but it’s not the dumbest thing I’ve done in the past twenty four hours, and at least in this case the only one I can hurt is myself-!! OW!!
“Jeez, got a real beacon of heroism there.” The fire man quips as I pull myself off the floor after receiving a slap from a very angry looking Maleficent, oh boy.…
“What… what the hell is going on?” The hooded boy asks, finally speaking, with a tone of confusion and dread and that makes Malleus give him a look of shocked recognition. Great, now someone else is going to be dragged into this mess.
“Boy don’t cause a scene, you don’t want to end up like that fool.” Jaffar tells the boy with a hiss as I try to stop whatever the hell this is, but I… can’t move?! What the- shit Maleficent’s using a spell to keep me in place this is bad! Um, is there anything I can throw?!
“And to answer your question Viper-san,” Malleus replies as he turns back to the now trembling girl, “we need the hearts of the Seven Princesses of Heart to complete our plan, so I’m just adding the next one to the set.”
“Her heart- WAIT!!!” I shout as I try to process what’s happening, but before the words even fully register in my brain Malleus puts his spell hand on the girls chest, making a crystal like heart appear which Maleficent grabs right as the girl falls over.
“What… what… what the hell did you do to her?!?!” I shout as I try to get out of this spell. They… they just killed a child… how…. How could they…?!?! I’m… I’m going to kill them-!!
“Apologise for my brother, he’s always had a good heart and this isn’t an easy thing to see.” Malleus apologises as I see that I somehow broke free, but now I’m stunned on the floor…. My hands are also faintly glowing a wispy purple which great, this is even worse somehow…
“It’s alright dear,” Maleficent says with an exasperated sigh directed at me, “but bring him back to your room for now so he doesn’t cause any more scenes. Now, where were we?”
With that Malleus picks me up and takes me out of the room, and I try to move, or even say anything, but I just can’t, and the last thing I see before everything goes black is the boy, Viper, looking in my direction with concern as he tries to move the girls body.
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the thing you need to know about me is that i will drop everything to get into a story with a good sibling plot like out of all the character dynamics there can be in stories good sibling dynamics (not even positive just interesting) are my favorite no contest
#seriously it just Gets Me#my ttrpgs are all so funny bc i always need something going on w siblings#one of them is just my character and another pc having a one that got away plot. with (almost) adoptive siblings. IYS REALLY GOOD#yes this is my casboy and his sister tcheuran . there’s also the party’s warlock ida who is also cas’ new sister. i fucking love found famly#but even then like. not just found family i lose it over any sibling dynamic found chosen raised with bio whatever i just love siblings#again my character cas has. literally some of All of those to differing levels of positive / negative but they’re all interesting as hell#but i’ll stop w that for now bc i WILL be here all day#yes this is bc i’m thinking abt king ohger literally look at the last post i made.#and don’t get me wrong i love a good platonic or romantic or parental dynamic but just#nothing will ever get me the way siblings do.#(well ok sometimes platonic depending on how close the characters are bc often it can be similar to found/chosen siblings but—#—a found family doesn’t Need specific terms and often doesn’t/is a mix of multiple types of relationships so. yknow. platonics more broad)#anyways i’m gonna be normal again and take a nap#starspeak#my campaigns
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#snake#snakes#pets#hognoses#hognose#sakura#sakura kurīmu#this was shortly after she joined our family and was still in her baby bin#she wanted a friend so bad she befriended the camera#this poor poor lonely noodle#it was not long after she and scoria were allowed to meet and then refused to be separated#they go in their own little sleeping hides at night#but they both get very upset if the other is away for long#they'll watch me holding the other#and sakura has a conniption if I take her sister out of the room to play in another area#they absolutely need each other#The way she initially attempted to bond with the camera reminded me of Harry Harlow's monkey experiment with surrogate monkeys#it is INCREDIBLY sad that these animals desperately wanted love and affection SO BADLY they turned to the closest they could find#which were inanimate objects that couldn't really love them back but it was better than nothing#that can't have been good for their psychological development for so so many reasons#but now that Sakura has the love and support of her sibling Scoria I don't ever intend to separate them so long as adult hormonal changes#don't suddenly make them go to sweet with each other to aggressive#again I think the agression or at least eating of smaller males comes from psychological issues not the species seeking out and eating them#like king snakes intentionally do#at least with girls I do not have experience with boys#but maybe someone with a strong understanding of snakes and their psychology and body language might pick up where I cannot examine such#once again my tags are longer than the post itself lol
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I am incredibly unwell about Remus actually. It’s never Remus and Roman, only Roman and Remus. Yeah sure, he can be accepted, but only if he changes x, x, and x and stops making everyone uncomfortable and scared. Hes only ever tolerated. Hes TOLERATED. Can anyone hear me. He’s just tolerated. He’s humored, sometimes. People can deal with him. He can be hard to handle, sometimes. He’s someone that’s tolerated. Can ANYONE hear me.
#Everyone shut up I’m listening to Brutus by the buttress#does anyone have songs about fratricide#Remus sanders#Listen you give me twins and I go fucking crazy bonkers insane I’m obsessed with the both of them#like. God the pressure of being the golden child but the loneliness and ANGER of being the the silver child#he’s only ever player two at best#it’s ROMAN and Remus not the other way around#CAN ANYONE UNDERSTAND ME AM I EVEN GETTING MY POINT ACROSS#there is nothing that makes me more insane than siblings. Do you know how unhealthy they could be
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//ooc posting: I NEED to find more fun/silly things to do with my two they are Not meant to be all agony all the time I swear- I just have a penchant for the dramatic and they're a little in the torment nexus o(-< but on god they will Have Fun too
#//ooc#even in the torment nexus there's spots of brightness!! I need to start playing with them too I'm not a grimdark writer I swear!!#I have ideas for softer bits and pieces. sibling stuff. cute things. I will get to it somehow hell or high water o7#T-E purrs!! they can do that!! it's part of their genetic alterations and I want to play with that too as well as the horrors!!#now don't get me wrong either The Horrors are one of my fav things to write but it's chiaroscuro y'know you need the contrast#it can't be a fight for personal autonomy all the time sometimes it needs to be T-E's huge kitty eyes or Helios being a dork#all this might be unnecessary I just get a little self conscious sometimes about how full-grit my writing can be wehh#holding my creatures in my hands. they are capable of such a beautiful joy. it's actually vital that they are#since I'm rambling anyways: huge part of what I want to do with T-E's pre campaign rp is start pulling them out of their shell#they start the planned game still stuck on their rules but it's talking to people that's gonna put them in a place where like#they know there's something else out there. they want it. they feel so much guilt for wanting it but it's the WANTING that's important!!#helios can't do that on his own because he doesn't know either. neither of them know jack about what exists beyond their narrow purview#making a HA clone to me is in part an examination of how miitary as industry will always result in steadily increasing dehumanisation#it's the commodification of a human body to ever increasing heights. soldiers to products to nothing but parts to be scrapped#military as an endless churn less for the sake of any kind of protection and more for the sake of resources. capital. money#it's part of what makes HA so fascinating to me y'know? the way it takes that concept to a far flung conclusion. how bad can it get#the other part is playing someone realising for the first time it's possible to break from what's expected of them#the wonder. the guilt. the disbelief. all of it carefully hidden. it's a huge part of what's so compelling about writing them to me#three huge cornerstones of T-E are: masking - military - the horror of having to exist in a body.#that last one is my taking the weird sensory relationship I have to Flesh/mind and doing horror with it dw too much about that njbkhjv#okay okay I think I'm done this got a little out of hand I'm just like#there's so MUCH about thirteen/T-E that makes me insane. alas I'm tired and it takes me like 4 hours to write a simple post sobs#anywaysss that's my ramble. I like them#helios too I like him. guy absolutely dead set on finding reasons to smile amidst the Horror
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can i be honest i do think i should just kill myself. like i genuinely do believe most people's lives would be a lot better and easier (in the long run) if i just fucking. killed myself already. but i'm not going to do that because i cannot leave my siblings behind i just can't. so for the rest of my life i will be living with the shame and remorse of not having killed myself. but by god i will be living. even though i should not be. or something
#tw sui ideation#i'm sorry if i'm not tagging properly. let me know if this needs to be tagged some other way as well.#i'm having a really really really really really really really really really really bad night.#nothing changes. nothing ever changes it never fucking gets better.#i'm just a bad person. i'm not even mentally ill or anything so i can't justify it. i'm just a bad person making excuses#i don't know. it all feels so bad all the time. and it's my fault and not anyone else's.#and if i feel this bad about being me. surely everyone else must feel worse about having to be AROUND me.#like i know this for a fact that everyone would be better off if i were dead. even if they grieved a while.#but i CAN'T do that to my siblings. and also if i killed myself my little sister would immediately kill HERSELF.#and i can't. DO that. it's held me back for years and years and years now#i don't know. everything's wrong. don't worry im not going to do anything im just ideating.#which. im ideating basically 24/7. much worse tonight. i don't know. im sorry#irl don't look
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#cassy bitches#i am. so fucking tired and annoyed and stressed#our fucking shower hasn't worked in two weeks bc my parter decided to remodel and then didnt finish the job!#and now her fucking sibling fucked up our dishwasher and it leaked water EVERYWHERE including apparently under the floorboards#and im pretty sure i can smell black mold in the kitchen now which! great! another nightmare we're gonna have to fix ourselves#since we cant afford to get a contractor and even if we could no one ever returns our calls when we do try to hire someone#AND my friend went to surgery for appendicitis and that's freaking me out#and ON TOP of that ive been creatively juiced out and feeling like shit about the things i make and my ocs and like. me#like everyone's just been secretly tolerating me all this time and if i disappear no one's going to notice#i feel like nothing i make or am doing is worthwhile and im just GROSS and ANGRY and ANNOYING#and even complaining in tags on a post makes me feel like a whiny baby like. there are wars etc why am i complaining boo hoo#so i cant even talk to people about how i feel bc it makes me so ashamed that im feeling this way to begin with#ive been resisting the urge to just delete everything at this point bc then at least i wont have the urge to check everything and feel wors#why does awful shit always happen right around my birthday. why am i cursed like this
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but can we talk about plan 99. the audio. how quiet the music is, and how loud Tech is over it. his quiet resolution as he does what he does best, making hard decisions for the safety of his siblings. the way you can hear the gun move, cock, and your stomach drops before he even fires. it’s quiet, somehow both still in time and dragging out, everyone frozen, until the car and him drops and the music swells, and Wrecker and Omega start to scream, far too late to save him. the sky car snapping back up onto the track and moving fast, too fast, the music loud and scene chaotic and confusing.
can we talk about how emphasized his shot is, loud and final? and can we talk about how Tech fell and took the clarity with him?
#the sound of his blaster when he says when have we ever followed orders will haunt me for forever#the way everything else is quiet nothing matters but him aiming and firing. it’s sickening#and then his music after he falls. how chaotic everything gets. i just#he’s thinking clearly in stress and he isn’t afraid to face the truth head on. he was clarity and sharp wit and now he’s just#sorry y’all I’m coping with analysis instead of crying again#I’m going to be sick#can we talk about how he would do anything for his siblings. how he wanted to save crosshair more than them all combined#Jennifer Corbett I’ll never forgive you for this#tbb#the bad batch spoilers#tbb tech#the bad batch#z speaks
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ok. giving myself 4 minutes to make this post and then i finish my homework. i just am so deeply miserable. i really think i made a mistake. i should not be in grad school. i only took a year between this and undergrad and i am still so burned out and mentally ill. im working full time. im only taking one class and this program is supposed to be so good and aligned with what i want and all of that. but i just cant stand having homework. i just cant stand it. i think i am not cut out for academia even though i work in academia. i think i will never get better as long as im still living at home but i have to get better before i can no longer be living at home but i cant get better until im not living at home and every day i still live at home saps away at my will to live quite literally. i should not have started doing grad school without regaining my will to live. without restoring my love for reading and writing that i used to have voraciously when i was younger and less deeply miserable. without recovering from the burnout. i think i made a mistake. i need a masters degree so bad so that i can be safe but i need to not have fucking homework when i already struggle to get through my days without school. i feel so stuck in my life and hopeless and helpless. i dont know what to do
#purrs#i cant drop out or anything because. lol and this class isnt even that big of a deal like i TRULY am freaking out over nothing. but my life#situation is so bad rn bro like i cant get my parents to take me out to drive and i cant get myself to get my parents to take me out to#drive and every day i am guilt tripped berated etc etc and i feel like i am never ever ever going to be able to have my own life where i a#stable and safe and happy. it can happen for other people except for me and my siblings. i dont know. im not explaining anything well.#i just cant do this. i need to not have this one more thing on my plate but i have to because if i dont have a masters degree in my field i#am nothing even though everyone is telling me that isnt true and all of them are credible but im just so mentally ill i cant believe anyone#and icant accept any advice or hope or whatever good about me i just. am stuck. this is as good as it gets and its not even good.#delete later#that was 7 minutes not 4 and i didnt even write anything substantial. nutshell. i just have been so fucking depressed lately oh my goddddd#this is maybe too strong of a thing to say but like. i know it isnt technically neglect if i am an adult but... i think i may kind of be#neglected by my family in some ways a little bit and always have been but like. emotionally. like in the ways in which im never a priority#and the things i need are seen as burdens etc etc. and theres nothing anyone can do about it even myself because im an adult but like lol.#24 year old dependent moment <3#well there is one thing i can do about it as an adult actually. its called move out. but that requires strength i will#never possess unfortunately due to the inherent flaws in my character and constitution so. guess this is it lawl 🥰#side note (and i swear im done after this lol): i think i was doing a lot better mentally over the summer. funny how when the semester#starts i get depressed and the depression just gets worse and worse until the end of the semester 😻 funny how this is my seventh year like#this. willingly subjecting myself to this. that should be a clue no? but i love my job and if i could just have my job and be stable in it#would be happier but also im lying to mysaelf and i will always be unhappy but its because of my mental illness not my job being bad or#anything its like. i am just sick in the head with impostor syndrome and thats how i got myself into this whole mess. lol#well that and the not moving out thing which is partially my fault but also because i live in hell as described earlier! <3
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really kinda feels like I just never developed my own personality. I copy what people that I like like. I pick one person at a time to get obsessed with (actually not a choice, but), and then I become them. unconsciously and unintentionally. and it feels bad. real bad! when there's no one it feels like I'm not even real. there's nothing underneath all the pretending. I'm just not there.
#had a conversation about this with my best friend#and they said maybe it'd help if I try to figure out who I am apart from all that#but there's just. nothing? except panic and fear and anxiety#it's just thinking and thinking and thinking about all the ways in which I am wrong and not good and not interesting and not real#it's not a good experience. it's not something I want to do#and it doesn't tell me who I AM#like I've never been more than that? I've never been anything but defined by other people#I'm not a person. I'm someone's kid someone's sibling someone's wife someone's friend someone's aunt#I don't exist. if I disappeared people would say that they miss me but what would they even miss? that I'm always nice? because being hones#is always bad when it's me? that I help them? because that's all I have to offer? that I try not to contradict anyone ever? because I know#I'm wrong and my opinion is wrong and I shouldn't bother anyone by voicing it#I don't know. it just feels so damn pointless. even if I 'get better' at some point (don't know how and can't imagine it). what will be lef#I never experienced life without all-encompassing anxiety and fear and panic#everything has always scared me. I can't think outside of that because there has never BEEN anything outside of that for me#I'm just very tired#yeah ignore me I'm just being stupid again
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Wrt the previous post i still get so mad about how stupid some people are about that like okay thank you for letting me know you failed basic reading comprehension
#Listen to my problems#yeah sorry this post is going to be about the incest horror game again#like yes of course the game will attract incest loving audiences this is not the games fault. its extremely well written imo#like yeah the game has the incest ending. you mean the ending where external forces literally discourage you from making it happen ?#‘are you sure this is the route you want to go down?’ like you have to purposefully choose to make it happen for it to happen#thats not the story the game is trying to push you towards thats the ending you get because you went out of your way to get it#‘ashley thinks its funny that they had sex in a prophetic dream’ do her previous actions mean nothing to you ? like did you forget that#ashley literally says things that she knows will make her brother really upset specifically because she wants to see him upset#the incest ending is what you get when you let ashley win and she is like ... not exactly the hero#she doesnt even want to sleep with him like she is not even attracted to him. this isnt a ‘my sibling is hot and i want them’ thing. this is#a ‘im terrified of my brother leaving me and i will do anything to make him stay’ thing. its not a happily ever after it was a last resort#im going to look real stupid if the dev turns out to be pro incest
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#just me crying into the void like I always do#I got into another fight with my mom#I dont feel good and I’m tired so I was going to tell her goodnight#and she started getting mad at me bc I was running water#so I got upset bc all o wanted to do was tell her goodnight#and I walked away mad and she goes#I can never say anything right everyone is always mad at me#and I told her to repeat herself and she did and I started to respond and she turned the fucking tv on so she couldn’t hear me bc I was far#so I got upset and then she tried to call me#so I did t pick up bc she’s being mean to me#and she sent me a hateful text message that she’s not going to answer any of my calls anymore#and no one cares#I’m literally such a burden#why can’t she love me like when I was little#she’s so mean to me now compared to my siblings it’s ridiculous#I literallt went grocery shopping for everyone today and the first thing I heard when I walked through the door was to not say a word bc#they were watching tv#all I want is someone who will listen#no one has time for me anymore#I feel so alone all the time#why does she have to be so mean to me#why can I do nothing right#all I wanted to do was go to fucking bed at a reasonable hour#but fuck me right?#everyone loves to fucking shit on me#I cant do anything right ever#again I’m convinced that everyone who actually loves me is dead#and my parents are just putting up with me bc I’m their child#they don’t love me the same as they love my siblings#and it’s always been that way
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