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Helaena is given a limited freedom on who her husband will be, her options aren’t as plentiful as Rhaenyra’s but it’s more than most noble girls get.
Still, most (mainly Alicent and Otto) expect her to choose between her brothers, both because of tradition, politics and because honestly she doesn’t really know any other men. She wasn’t very social and her family guarded her honour relentlessly.
What no one knew was that Helaena knew who her husband would be, she had dreamt him long before and was determined to follow her path to him, to have the life he promised, and not be trapped in the Keep for the rest of her life.
Even if most in the realm predicted a incestuous match that didn’t stop the Lords of great houses from presenting themselves or their sons at court in homes of dragon-riding heirs one day.
Including Lord Borros Baratheon and his son, The Young Stag. He’d thought the princess was a beauty, but her starring was odd. He just took it as a compliment and winked at her in the throne room, as he hadn’t the chance to talk to her during yet. Perhaps he would at tomorrows ball.
That night Helaena dodged her brothers drunken flirting and subtle advances and waited until nightfall. He would be in the garden, as she had dreamed. She wanted that future, him, storms end, their children, the fiery passion he would give her. She wanted it now, and she wouldn’t let her family deny it to her.
The Stag was surprised when she appeared in the garden, bathed in moonlight and wearing her nightdress. He wondered if perhaps he wasn’t meant to be in this part of the garden, if this was her private space, but she didn’t look angry to see him, she looked pleased in fact.
His flirtatious words seemed to fall on deaf ears however, she glided straight to him they died on his lips. She braved a hand against his broad shoulder as she pulled up her skirt with the other and climbed into his lap.
It’s not often the Stag is left speechless but he had to be impressed by her boldness, even as she whispered strange things in his ear. She spoke of dragons with antlers and fire breathing stags and how the seed was strong. Her words confused him but the rocking motion of her hips was loud and clear, a motion he was very familiar with.
The king, the queen, the princes, the Hightowers and his father would probably skin him for this, but he just couldn’t help it. Baratheons were hot-blooded and virile, the Stag had very turned down a pair of spread legs in his life and who in the world would turn down a princess?
The Stag’s hands reached beneath the hem of her nightdress, one started frantically pulling the strings of his breeches loose as the other softly caressed between her legs, and they both moaned softly at feeling her cunt bare and wet. Perfect.
As soon as his cock was free he began teasing her with his great length, running his blunt head along her slit, rubbing her pearl as she moaned and sighed in his ear.
He’s taken enough maidenheads to know that she still had hers, that is until she sinks down onto him. He can tell by the resistance, how tight and sweet she is, how unpracticed her movements are. And he knows he should stop, but instead he grabs at her hips and ass as he guides her rocking back and forth, thrusting his hips upward.
Even as he gets closer to his peak, he knows he shouldn’t do it. Even as he feels her squeezing him, whimpering and whining in pleasure, he knows he’d be in trouble for it, it’s all well and good getting a minor nobles daughter or a serving girl to drink moontea, but a princess? They might just cut his cock off for this. But he’s gone too far at this point not to finish the job, and who knows? Maybe they’ll see sense and just make him marry her, so she won’t be baring bastards like her sister.
Cuz if he knows anything, this’ll take.
His thrusts get harder and deeper, dragging her hips down as his slam up, her sounds of pleasure and the slapping of skin only making his blood hotter. As she squeezes around his cock one more time, she’s still whispering strange but pleasing words to him as he cums, planting his seed deep inside, thrusting up into her again and again, not wasting any. She moans in what sounds like satisfaction now.
She may not have Storms End yet, or marriage, but by the way he gazes up at her, she has her Stag… and his heir.
- 🌝🌚 Helaena deserves more love
She does! She's so very precious and I adore the idea of her just moving to get what she wants thank you!
She shivers on top of him; her delicate hands stroking his muscled chest as the Princess slowly comes down from her high. Her gushing pussy milking him still but his cock is soon a mess from the both of them.
A whine escaped her when he moved to gently leave her but she feels so good - so full. His fat cock against her gummy walls had Helaena nearly purring
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Zoyalai : college professors AU
#grishaverse#king of scars#queen of storms#nikolai x zoya#zoyalai#nikolai lantsov#zoya nazyalensky#AU#But like rival professors who barely tolerate each other to wait..why are you in the library with me at the same time every night now.#this doesn’t makes any sense#But I’m bored#plus I love them ur honour#grishaverse moodboards
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may i know more about the queen of storms 🥺
ANON I'M SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS i'd hoped to have a fun little drawing to go with it, but!!! a few fun facts!
The Queen of Storms is the eighth Overseer, representing the element of Nightmare -- death, resignation, decay. She knows she is the least-favored Overseer, but takes delight in her public image being essentially the Grim Reaper.
She doesn't kill people. She only waits for them, at the end of everything -- her nexus point is a tomb inside the earth, many miles west of Langtree, in a different village that honors the Nightmare Queen. You do not need a song to enter it, but many will warn you against intruding if you are not dying or sickly. Because the Nightscape kills you slowly the deeper into the labyrinth you delve. Nothing alive can stay.
The Nightscape is deep down inside the earth, a veritable mausoleum filled with every soul that ever clambered down here. The Queen of Storms watches over them and ensures their unfinished business is done before they go.
The ghosts in Wandersong's plot -- I like to think -- wandered out of that spiritscape because the Nightmare Queen let them.
The Nightmare Queen doesn't want to end the world. She doesn't do anything to hasten its demise. But she knows she has to be the last Overseer to kill, and when the Hero comes for her, she will make sure the Hero's death is painless and swift. That fully and completely ends the world should it pass.
In Liminal Nights, something else takes over the Queen of Storms' body and she disappears, leaving the world unable to end or renew, decaying. That also means the other Overseers don't die, as well as some extra fuckery I haven't quite edited into the story just yet.
Also, she's a sheep in wolf's clothing -- or a wolf in sheep's clothing -- because of the King of Hearts and the Dream King. A dog and a cat. I like to think that since my King of Hearts is a shepherd dog, he watches over the Nightmare Queen, herding her, making sure she treats the humans well. She's a friendly sort, but very odd in general. She's terrifying when she wants to be.
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Day 44- GERUDO TOWN
Bug Zapper 9000 worked too well. Not only did we get the terrifying normal corpses, we accidentally found its brood mother that can summon localized sandstorms to protect its underlings.
At least it got chased away by Riju’s lightning. Big win.
This totk au is called familiar familiar! It all started when zelda didnt fall back in time and devolved into wild violence
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#nightmare nightmare nightmare#i am never drawin this many frames every again why do i do this to myself#loz#critdraws#art#botw#zelda#link#familiar familiar au#lonks diary#tears of the kingdom#breath of the wild#riju#chief riju#totk riju#totk zelda#totk link#bularia#gerudo#gerudo town#queen gibdo#gibdo#loz au#tloz#the legend of zelda#gerudo desert#loz comic#the gibdo queen carries a locomotized sand storm to protect it from the sun#its a tad evil me thinks#long post
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sunshine and sarcasm // P1: oh god, it talks? ~ lando norris x reader
pairing: lando norris x fem!introvert!piastri!reader
warnings: slight language, creepy guy.
notes: Let me know if I should make another part, wasn't really sure if I wanted it to end here. Also, ignore that the timeline doesn't line up... xxx
You walked through the bustling paddock in search of the bright orange garage-
Sorry, papaya.
Your older brother, Oscar, had his face and race number plastered above the overhead door. It was the Australian Grand Prix and your entire family had been invited to experience it in person. You actually didn't even live in Australia anymore. You had been working out of the country for many years, perfecting your craft and experiencing great opportunities outside your hometown. So this early pop-up to free practice was surely a surprise for Oscar.
"Y/n/n?"
"Osco!!" he crushed you in a hug.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had work, mum wasn't even sure you'd make it for the race Sunday-"
"I wanted to surprise you," you grinned back at him, "If I can only make it for one race a year I want to experience the whole shebang! Even the practice sessions,"
"Oh mate, I'm so excited!" Oscar exclaimed, with the most enthusiasm his personality offered. To some, his tone may have sounded sarcastic but you knew, by the glint in his eyes, that he was genuinely happy you were here. "Shit- I have media, but then I could totally show you around, the second round of free practice doesn't start for another few hours,"
"Sounds good!" you smiled, Oscar's gaze trailed over to his teammate standing on the other side of the garage. You knew who Lando Norris was, from interviews with Osc, but you had never actually met him.
"I can introduce you to Lando too, he's great,"
"I'm good," you mumbled and your brother chuckled. There were definitely similarities, personality-wise, between you and your brother. You didn't need to meet Lando and you didn't want to meet him. From certain clips online you were sure his loud persona would be way too much for you-
"OSCAH!" The Brit yelled making both of your heads turn back to him. Proving your previous thought. "GET OVAH HERE YOU'RE SLOW!"
"Oh god, it talks?" you hissed.
"He is a person, and yes he talks." Oscar scolded, "He's very nice, don't be rude."
He gently elbowed you in the side, before walking towards the other racing driver and a set of cameras. You went and sat upstairs at some tables, putting your headphones in and waiting for your brother.
Once you were out of earshot, Lando turned to his teammate, "Who's the lady?"
"Oh, my sister. Well one of them, I have three." Oscar replied.
"Huh..." Lando hummed, hesitating, "Think you could introduce me?"
"Mateee," Oscar grumbled, already knowing where this was going. It wasn't the first time he had to tell one of his friends that you weren't interested.
"Pleaseee Osc?" Lando pleaded, Oscar side-eyed him hard.
"You know, I offered to introduce her first and she said 'I'm good.'"
"Ouch,"
"I'm sure it's nothing personal, she's just a bit introverted and grumpy-"
"Runs in the family I see..."
"-and then you proceeded to yell very Britishly across the entire room," Oscar finished, ignoring his teammate's jab.
"What do you mean 'Britishly'?" Lando chuckled.
"What do you mean 'runs in the family'?"
"Touche,"
"Oh my god," a loud giggle interrupted your peace, you lifted your head to see the two Mclaren boys on the floor playing Twister. You hadn't meant to catch them in the filming process but you couldn't deny it was quite entertaining.
You removed an earbud to hear Lando mumble, "What a sight that is..."
You chuckled to yourself, Osc was squatted with his butt right in Lando's face, both giggling uncontrollably.
"I'm in... such a bad place right now." Oscar sighed.
"I'm like in the splits," they giggled once more.
"Left foot yellow," one of the Mclaren media team instructed, after spinning the wheel for them. You stood up and walked over to the crew, exchanging smiles and waves with some of them.
"Oscahhh,"
"We can't be on the same sticker can we?" Oscar shook with laughter.
They mumbled something incoherent, Lando's voice cracked slightly, "Ahhhh, my voice is gone. Oscah call it quits. YOUR LEFT FOOT IS NOT GOING BETWEEN MY LEGS!"
Everyone laughed, both drivers looked up noticing your presence.
"Y/n/n help me!" Oscar pleaded.
"Y/n/n tell your brother he's lost!" Lando countered, smirking over at his teammate. You houghed, wondering who this guy thought he was, using Oscar's nickname for you. To be fair though you hadn't properly introduced yourself.
"Sorry Osco," you smiled at him, "It's not looking too good for you..."
Oscar tried to maneuver his body once more, before standing up and accepting defeat, "That's it, I'm done-"
"Yeh, he's called it. I win!" Lando cheered.
They cut the cameras and you waved at your brother, "Alright, I'm going to find lunch Osc, I'll find you later,"
The bustling paddock was a lot to take in, you had asked around the garage to see if anyone knew of a nice outdoor spot to eat. But after noticing that the few picnic benches close by were all occupied, you sighed in defeat. Holding your food bag close to your chest, you retreated to the McLaren garage.
However, a hard hit to your back made you stumble and drop your food, content spilling all over the ground.
"Whoops, sorry gorgeous," A man snarled, chuckling. His eyes were narrowed at you as a sickly grin spread across his face. "Hey, what's a pretty lady like you doin' all alone around here,"
"Just getting lunch," you replied curtly, avoiding eye contact. "And I'm not alone-"
"Well, that hasn't gone too great so far has it," He put an arm around your shoulders and you froze. "My apologies, come with me let me buy you something to eat,"
"No. Thank you. I'm headed to—uhm—find my boyfriend anyway, " you lied, scrambling out of his grasp and towards the garage.
"Oh come on gorgeous," his large strides met yours as you walked away.
"Please leave me alone, I'm not interested."
He grabbed your wrist pulling you to face him, hot breath hitting your face. You shook slightly, preparing to kick him with all your might, and start screaming-
"Y/N/N!" a voice yelled.
British.
The accent gave away who it was, but honestly, at this moment you didn't care, as Lando Norris' arms wrapped firmly around you from behind. You pulled your arm out of the other man's grip and he took a step back.
"Do we got a problem here mate?" Lando spoke, his sharp tone catching you by surprise. You clung to the top of one of his arms that draped around your shoulders and the man eyed the both of you in annoyance.
"No. Just trying to help the lady out," he houghed, you felt Lando's chest heave against your back.
"Well, I believe as she probably told you before, she's quite all right on her own," Lando responded cooly. By this point crowds of people, which often formed when Lando Norris was around, watched and whispered at the scene unfolding in front of them.
"Okay-" The man turned to leave.
"Hey, asshole." Lando spoke again, the anger you felt radiating off his body now leaving his mouth. Wishing you could see his face at that moment, you squeezed his bicep in a silent plea to let it go. Not wanting to cause more of a scene than you already had. "Don't just walk away, apologise to her."
You hesitantly made eye contact with the man across from you. And after spoiling your lunch, pestering you, and invading your space he mumbled one simple half-hearted word.
"Sorry," and walked away.
Lando gently released you and you slowly angled your body to face him. Not making eye contact, you scanned the people around that had clearly watched but were now avoiding your gaze.
"Oh god, I've caused a scene," you whispered.
Lando chuckled, making your face heat, "You're so much like your brother," You met his blue gaze, "It's okay. Are you okay?"
"Oh um- yes thank you for..."
"No worries, that guy was pissing me off," he mumbled, something flashing in his eyes, suddenly shy he added, "Sorry if I uh- crossed the line there-"
"It's alright..." you said softly, "I should get going, thanks again-"
"Wait! Let me walk you?" he offered with a small smile, "We need to get you more lunch right?"
You nodded and started towards the McLaren garage for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Lando followed by your side in silence, glancing over at you multiple times, seeming to ponder a conversation starter.
Hating small talk you quickly offered something else, "Want to see some embarrassing photos of Oscar?"
His face split into a grin, shaking his head excitedly. You pulled out your phone and started scrolling through some of the most horrendous photos that you had taken of your brother over the years. Including baby photos of course, and 'Vines' that you had made in your teenage years that made Lando squeal with laughter.
Your chest fluttered slightly at his warm laugh, so engrossed in your memories that you hadn't even noticed how casually he held your elbow and pulled you to the side. Only a few steps away from the garage and not wanting to end the moment.
"Wait, go back!" he giggled. You had landed on a horribly angled photo of your brother at the ripe age of 13, glaring at you angrily through the camera.
"His hair is so bad!" You wheezed.
"Can I just-" he held out his hand and you offered your phone. He took it and quickly typed in a phone number to send himself quality Oscar photos. "Thank you so much. My life is complete," he joked, handing the phone back to you.
"No problem," you laughed, smiling up at him.
His cheeks turned pink, and he spoke softly, "So are you-"
"LANDO!" he was suddenly called by one of the McLaren mechanics.
"Oh shit," he cursed checking his watch, slowly stepping away from you, "Sorry, I gotta go- shit -um I'll see ya around okay?!"
He gave you a wave, turning before you could answer, and jogging over to his team. You waved back hesitantly, but just like that he was gone. You tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and began walking in the other direction, wondering if he had turned back over his shoulder.
Why did you want to look back?
You continued your adventures around the paddock, getting food and the tour that Oscar had promised. You had missed him truly, he was one of your best friends as a kid and still was. It still felt strange adjusting to your lives as adults.
Eventually, it was time for him to head back and get in the car for another practice session. A group of fans surrounded Oscar for autographs, and he shot you a sympathetic look which you waved off with a smile. Standing off to the side, you pulled out your phone in an attempt not to look awkward, surprised by the many texts you had missed.
Oscar looked over your shoulder, catching you by surprise, "Who are you texting?"
You jumped, "No one-"
He gave you a confused face and then smirked at your screen, "Heh, is mum mad?"
Your face snapped back down to your phone, one of the other people to text you was your mother. You noticed her last message was in all caps and quickly opened it, color draining from your face.
Turned out Lando didn't need to tattle on you anyway.
And good god indeed.
#formula 1#storms library#mctwinks#lando norris#lando norris x reader#ln4#lando norris x y/n#oscar piastri#f1 fanfic#text au#Nicole piastri our queen
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Endless Bells Hells
#vaxildan#vax'ildan#the matron of ravens#the raven queen#matt mercer#dorian storm#robbie daymond#critteredit#critical role#cr3#bells hells#cr spoilers#cr3e109#criticalroleedit#critroleedit#myedit#endless bells hells
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Had some fun suggestions over on twitter to pick characters and enjoyed this little exercise!
#critical role#critical role fan art#essek thelyss#grog strongjaw#dorian storm#pretty#deanna leimert#raven queen#six fanarts#fan art#my art
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“If you were to ask me what Throne of Glass is about…
I’d say it’s about the epic journey of a teenage assassin in a corrupt kingdom.
But if you were to ask me on a deeper level, I’d say…
It’s about how small acts of kindness can change the outcome of the world.
Money to a barmaid, waiting an extra minute to shoot, a warning in a competition, a cloak in a cold dungeon, a message on a wall, sharing your lavender soap.”
#The Assassin’s Blade#Throne of Glass#Crown of Midnight#Heir of Fire#Queen of Shadows#Empire of Storms#Tower of Dawn#Kingdom of Ash#Sarah J. Maas#Maasverse#Throne of Glass series#TOG#SJMverse#SJMaas#Throne of Glass fandom#The Assassin of Adarlan#Celaena Sardothien#Elentiya#Aelin Ashryver Galathynius#Yrene Towers#Ansel of Briarcliff#Sam Cortland#Nox Owen’s#Kaltain Rompier#Manon Blackbeak#Dorian Havilliard#Rowan Whitethorn#the power of stories and their “story keepers#why I read & why I love this series ESPECIALLY Assassins Blade & how its slowly come full-circle (as they all have) in ways I never imagine#Tik Tok quote credit to booksesh who credits heavily inspired comments and a bri morien post
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brainrot infection au
#mlp#mlp g5#mlp fanart#my little pony#g5mlp fanart#misty brightdawn#mlpg5#zipp storm#pipp petals#queen haven#based off a convo with my lil sis
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Dorian, Manon & Abraxos - TOG 🩶 Artist: andieburky
#dorian havilliard#manon blackbeak#abraxos#manorian#dorian x manon#manon x dorian#manon crochan#king of adarlan#queen of witches#the last crochan queen#throne of glass#tog#crown of midnight#heir of fire#queen of shadows#empire of storms#kingdom of ash#sjm fanart#tog art#tog fanart#book art#bookish art
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so when the gods become mortal, lolth, opal and dorian can have an all out fist fight in the parking lot
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Dorian "I'll bleed whatever color you tell me to" Havilliard
Dorian "he'd make her beg for the first time in her long life" Havilliard
Dorian "willing to let a little cruelty into the bedroom" Havilliard
Dorian "invisible fingers down her neck" Havilliard
Dorian "as tempting as seeing you naked and chained might be" Havilliard
Dorian "I don't think you can handle the sort of things I need, witchling" Havilliard
Dorian "I am never begging for anything again in my life" Havilliard
Dorian "I want to taste every inch of you." Havilliard
Dorian "magic gently pinning her wrists to the mattress" Havilliard
Dorian "I need to hear you say yes" Havilliard
Dorian "I suggest you listen" Havilliard
#throne of glass#queen of shadows#empire of storms#kingdom of ash#all hail king dorian#dom dorian is so hot#dorian havilliard#manorian#manon blackbeak#manon is a very lucky lady#naked and chained?! sjm pl EASE!!!#please please write azriel spice like dorian spice sjm PLEASE
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Suli : aesthetic
#grishaverse#zoya nazyalensky#inej ghafa#getting desi depiction through them was life changing fr#king of scars#queen of storms#six of crows#the wraith#suli#grishaverse moodboards
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the nightmare queen! that sword of yours sure didn't help ya
#wandersong#wandersong au#audrey redheart#nightmare queen#queen of storms#liminal nights#am i ever going to explain this au? idk
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back to negotiations :)
#xaden just killed a dozen guards. violet told him to sit and put his head down and he did.#then violet reopened the negotiations#haha so by the way i have this cool egg shell in my bag haha look#i was giggling imagining how THAT scene looked like to people who don't know what actually just happened.#out of context people would look and think oh does he feel bad#he just sat down with head in his hands after killing a bunch of people looking like he's upset about their death lmaooooo#and vi's soooo HOT for getting them out of that situation#pop off queen! call off your rabid dog and bring him to heel (lipbite emoji <3)#onyx storm spoilers#onyx storm spoiler#the empyrean#onyx storm#fourth wing#violet sorrengail#xaden riorson#violet x xaden
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Aelin: If I died-
Rowan, sharpening his knives: Death will not get you out of this relationship.
#they're my favorite#sarah j maas#throne of glass#the cadre#crown of midnight#the assassin’s blade#heir of fire#queen of shadows#empire of storms#tower of dawn#kingdom of ash#tog fandom#tog series#aelin galathynius#queen aelin#aelin fireheart#aelin ashryver galathynius#rowan x aelin#tog incorrect quotes#tog memes#throne of glass memes#sjm books#sjmaas#sjm#maasverse#incorrect quotes#celaena sardothien#aelin of the wildfire#rowaelin
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