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mrs-willow · 6 months ago

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"A Raven and a Falcon"

Chapter 4

The rain was still falling hard in the Riverlands, but it was failing to deter the locals from carrying out their daily duties. Raventree Hall was still busting with life in the shadow of an upcoming winter. Farmers traveled in and out of the castle, bringing in portions of their harvests to add to the Blackwoods stores for winter. They were heavily compensated for their donations, and the gold they earned from their sales put their families through winter. Just outside the high walls of the Hall, the cliffs that the castle stood upon fell sharply into the angry river that crashed against the beaches and rocks. To the south and east, the Hall was otherwise surrounded by fields of grass and forests that sported packs of dear, boar, and all manner of birds. In those fields, groups of young men and boys trained with swords and bows freshly made by the smiths just within the walls.

A small group of young boys gathered around two of the older men, watching them duel. The master of arms commanded the boys to show them the correct steps and positions that must be used in a proper fight. The Blackwoods maintained a rigorous training regiment for their men so that they would always be prepared for a battle. Five years prior, Lord Samwell commanded all of the Blackwoods men from the age of thirteen to fifty to train at least once a day in preparation for invasion or war. Lord Tully was aging quickly and spent most days in bed asleep with help from the milk of the poppy, thus leaving the actions of the surrounding houses unchecked and their movements unregulated. The conflict between the Blackwoods and the Brackens was an ancient one. Both sides would rave and pillage the other's lands until a small line of stones became the only preventative measure for an all-out war. But, with the Tullys slipping hold on the Riverlands, Samewell sensed that the fighting would begin yet again.

John and Benjicot stood in the center of the circle of boys, both strong fighters but with different techniques. John fought with precision and strong jabs in picture-perfect form, while Benjicot with lightning-fast slashes and crazed spinning movements. The two managed to balance one another out well with their clashing fighting styles, leaving all the young boys in awe and the older men with a proud gleam in their eyes,

The two had been sparing for what seemed like forever, but it was only a few minutes. Regardless of the cold weather, the two men were already beginning to sweat, and their breaths were labored.

Benjicot let out a manic laugh as he dodged another one of Johns's attacks. “Come on, man, I know you’re faster than that.” Benji goated as he attacked with a flurry of slashes that John paired away.

“Oh, don’t get too smart, my Lord,” John said with a glare as he attacked with a strong stab that the young Lord had to drop to the ground to avoid.

Finally tired of the ongoing fight, Benjicot chose to end the duel with a quick swipe of John's feet and a jab of his elbow into the man's stomach. John fell to the floor, and Benji was above the man in an instant, his sword pointed at his friend's neck.

The surrounding group erupted in applause as the young Lord offered a hand to his fallen friend.

The training masters addressed the younger boys as the two friends walked over to get water and regain their breath.

“So, how are you doing?” John questioned his friend.

Benjicot looked at his friend with an annoyed stare.

“You know, about the whole marriage thing?” John pushed.

“Oh, leave me be,” Benji said with a tired huff.

“Come on, mate, I worry about you. You haven’t spoken about the matter since the other day, and you are always somewhere in your head rather than present.”

“What would you like me to say?” Benji said with an angry look, “What is there to talk about? I must marry a woman I hardly know for the sake of my house. I know that she will never love me or care for the Riverlands. I will be stealing her away from her home and family and taking her to an unknown place without a soul that she knows.” Benji ranted. “The woman I will spend the rest of my life with, the future mother of my children, will resent me forever, and I, her because she has indirectly taken all choice from me simply because our fathers were friends.” Benjicot finished with a snarl as he stormed back through the gates of Raventree Hall.

When Benjcot finished cleaning the sweat and mud from his body, he began to dress to meet his father to go over the costs of the castle and make necessary arrangements for the winter and the upcoming wedding affairs. As the man dressed, he noticed the many scars littering his pail skin, the result of years of training and mistakes with the sword, all of which transformed him into the ruthless fighter he is today. Yet he still felt a sense of insecurity as he studied his shirtless torso, yes he had the long limb trait of his family, and arms and stomach rippled in muscle from his training, but a long scar ran from beneath his left pectoral muscle down his side, and wrapped around to his back. Yet another lesson that must be learned. As He finished dressing, the young Lord was unable to ward off the thoughts of what his new wife would think of him and if she would ever be able to bear the sight of his uncovered chest and back.

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Lord Samwell sat in his study once more, conversing with his advisors about the arrangements still to be made to host the Arryns when they made their journey to the Riverlands when his son arrived. The young lord came and took his seat directly across from his father, but his mind was elsewhere, and he was paying no attention to the numbers or names being thrown about the room. When Samewell finally addressed his son to make sure that he was listening to the important conversation that was happening around him, there was an urgent knock on the large wooden door as a panting soldier entered the room.

“Forgive me, my Lords,” the soldier began, “But there is urgent news from the border. “The Brackens have crossed the wall with herds of livestock.” The man stated.

Lord Samwell rose in an instant along with his son. Both men had angry eyes and snarls on their lips. Lord Samwell turned to his son, “Take care of them,” the Lord ordered.

Benjicot answered with a swift nod to his father as he rushed from the room, followed by the messenger.

“Gather ten men, tell them we ride for the wall and to prepare for a fight,” Benjicot ordered in an eerily similar tone as his Lord Father, sending the messenger to gather the men. When he reached the stables, ten men were already assembled, and Benjicot's horse waiting for him.

As the man climbed into his saddle, he addressed his friends and men, “They mean to feed their animals on the little food we have left in supply before winter. We must show them once more what happens when they break the treaty agreements.”

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Five Bracken men stood guard over the herd of cows that they had allowed across the border. The group was in high spirits as they believed they had successfully snuck through without Blackwood's knowledge. Just as one of the Brackensoldiers was joking with his men about the alleged great fight he had won the previous mourning, he heard an angry cry accompanied by the thundering steps of horses.

“BRACKEN!” a voice screamed as the group of soldiers rounded the edge of the small forest to the left of the trespassers.

Benjicot and his men had made record time in their journey to the border in response to the invaders.

“Just what the hell do you think you are doing, you little cunt,” Benjicot addressed as he brought his horse to a standstill a few feet from the cowering men. He watched as the small man sputtered for an answer, taken off guard by the ten mounted men all armed to the tooth. “Because to me, it looks like you have broken the treaty.” Benjicot goaded in a sarcastic tone. “That means I have every right to run your lot down and behead you for trespassing and take this heard in the name of Blackwood as compensation for your mistake.”

The men, once again, cowered at the young Lord's words. This would not be the first time men had died for such a simple act, and it likely would not be the last.

“The herd wandered here on their own. We were sent to retrieve them,” one of the men spoke in a rushed voice. Eager to prevent violence due to the clear disadvantage his men were at. If the Bracken man had more men and weapons, he would not have thought twice about challenging the Blackwoods.

Benjicot stared with a hard look, and the rest of the Blackwood men also showed clear distrust.

“Here's what is going to happen,” Benji started, “We are going to take every cow that is currently standing on our land, and you are going to return to your farmhouse, which you call a keep and keep your heads. Otherwise, I would be happy to leave you a lot here to rot and turn food for the ravens.”

The men dressed in gold froze, looking to one another to decide on the proper course of action: stand, fight, and die, or run home and confess to their cowardness. With a hard look, the men silently made a decision as they all drew their swords.

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“Did you see the way they ran off?” John gasped through his cackles as he and Benjicot led a small herd of cows home to Reventree Hall, which was now within sight.

“Aye,” Benjicot agreed with a smile, nothing raising his spirits more than a good fight.

The battle had been quick and easy from horseback, and no one had lost their life as the Blackwoods had quickly pushed the men back to their side of the border, refusing to cross it themselves. The once determined soldiers had run, urgently driving the cows remaining on their lands away from the wall and back to safety. The Backwoods laughed as they watched their enemies limp away and gathered their new cows to take back to Raventree.

Believe it or not, Benjicot loved fighting, the art of it, how he could dance around his opponents, and the adrenalin rush he got from disarming another man. But what he had never told anyone was that he hated killing. In fact, he despised the act. For some reason, the faces of the men he killed had stayed with him, plaguing his nightmares. Their screams and begging always made his stomach churn. He imagined a wife waiting for her husband, who would never return, or a father watching the farm road waiting for his son as the mother fixed too much food for just two people. He could never admit this to anyone, for he had a reputation to maintain. It was that which deterred Bracken's attacks and protected his people. Regardless of his dislike for the act of killing, he reasoned that he would do it as much as needed to protect his people. His enemies would not think twice before running him through with a long sword and then pillaging their way to his home, only to leave it in flames. A long time ago, Benjicot told himself that if his nightmares were the price of safety for his house, his future children, and his soon-to-be wife, then it was a burden that he would happily endure.

I need him biblically. Anyways... I think im gonna write the next few chapters at once and then post all together so yall can bindge read lol. They will meet soon.

Also, I am so excited for the mutual pining and comfort scenes I have planned, they are coming soon I promise.

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josiesullysblog · 2 years ago

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Embarrassment

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi reader

~Angst, fluff, touching

~Proofead?-mo

~Summary-[Y/n] is the younger twin, after a heated argument with her parents she does the unthinkable.

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You were born a twin. In Na’vi culture this was uncommon but your parents were still delighted to have birthed two happy, healthy identical twin girls. You were the second twin, coming two minutes after your older sister.

Your parents were the leaders of your clan, on the day of your birth they held a celebration for you and your sister. It was a happy day for everyone, and as you two got older it became a tradition.

Your parents would hold a celebration and invite any nearby clans to join, and one of them happened to be the Sullys. Everyone knew the story of Jake Sully, it was actually shocking if you hadn't heard. When you were five you remember meeting him and his children. They had three little kids all around the same age as you.

One little girl who clung to her father's leg, a baby boy who was being held by his mother, Neytiri, and a boy who was your age who showed you a huge smile.

Your parents talked for hours with the father, but you didn't mind you found the little boy fun to play with. After a while, the little girl soon joined in on the fun. “When they are older, they must mate just think how much stronger both our clans would be together!” Your father said. Jake placed a hand on Neteyam’s head, “the stronger the better.”

Your mother picked up your older sister, Odena, “she is our oldest, technically,” Neytiri flashed the small girl a smile, “she will begin training very soon.” it was from that day a shift in your family happened.

You were still important to your parents, but your sister was older, and she technically after your parent's death would become a leader when she was of age she’d married Neteyam. Neteyam was the little boy you played with, you figured this out by the many times your mother brings him up.

“Odena, your mate wouldn't like a messy eater,” your mother would say, “you must be strong, Odena Neteyam needs a strong wife,” your father would say. They spoke so much of the boy it felt like you were marrying him.

You and your sister were different. You had the same face, yet you two were opposite. You were a wildcard, always in trouble, off somewhere you shouldn't be, and often getting scolded by your mother. Your sister was well-behaved, she didn't have much of a choice if she were to act out your parents were quick to remind her of her place. “You are the next Tsahik of not only us but an entire other clan! You expect them to want their leader to act like this?”

You felt bad for her, you understood her in a way no one else could, so sometimes you’d get in trouble on purpose. You loved your sister, even if she got the majority of your parent's attention, or people preferred her over you, at the end of the day she was still your sister.

As you got older, you started becoming your own person. This irked your mother because she couldn't control you like she could your sister. She was the type of person who needed control all the time, and you didn't like listening to rules.

You had your own agenda and that made you bump heads with her all the time. When you and your sister finally became of age, it felt like you were just one big disappointment to your parents. You loved your sister endlessly but you wished that you could see how it felt like to live in her shoes.

“[Y/n], must I ask again? I’ve told you many times you have to be present,” today’s argument is that you don't understand why you have to be present for your sister's “engagement.” it's not an actual engagement but your sister is meeting Neteyam for the first time.

They’ll be put on a date to see if they're compatible, and you don't wanna go. You see no point had it been the actual connection of them you saw no problem of attending. This was just your mother's tactic of trying to tell you that you need a mate. You were an embarrassment to her, she didn't need to say it out loud for you to know.

“Why? I see no reason to go,” your mother hissed, “I have had it up to here with you. You will go and you will not complain.” you rolled your eyes, “whatever,” your father joined in after hearing you two go back and forth, “[Y/n], when will you grow up?” his words caused tears to puddle in your eyes, “she never will, [Y/n] you will not always be a child. Look at your sister she is everything you need to be.” You got up, “i’m not done talking,” you just kept walking, “I am.”

You silently sobbed as you walked, you had grown up it was just your parents never noticed you till you messed up. They didn't notice how you excelled in the ways of a Tsahik, and that you were actually more advanced than your sister. Your mother never even taught you much, it was local teachers helping. You were just an extra piece, and it hurt.

It hurt to always be second, to always be last to get your parent's attention. If they just gave you a chance they’d see you just as good as your sister. As your thoughts bombarded your head, you heard sobs. You followed them assuming it might be a small child who lost their way, but you were shocked to see it was your sister.

“Odena?” you rushed to her side hugging her, “what's wrong?” you looked at her face, she looked broken. She hugged you back, “I can't mate with him, [Y/n],” her words shocked you, “what? I thought you wanted to?” As much as everyone around you both spoke of her and Neteyam getting together, she always smiled and laughed. She gave off the impression she wanted it to happen.

“No, mother and father want us to mate but I,” she stopped as she looked around, “I’ve met someone,” your eyes widen. You and your sister were close, she told you everything so why didn't she tell you about this, “why doesn't you say anything?”

“I thought it would be something quick, I wanted to do something that was my choice before I mated with Neteyam,” you nodded as she spoke, “but I’ve fallen for him, I have to call this thing off,” you hugged her, “they’ll be so disappointed with me.” she dried in your arms. You knew how it felt to be a disappointment you were going to say something when something clicked, “I have an idea!”

“What?” you smiled, “what if I mated with Neteyam?” she looked at you crazy, “[Y/n], i’m being serious,” you rolled your eyes, “I am too! We are identical to the bone! And they haven't seen you in a while they wouldn't know a thing!”

“Mother and father would!” you nodded, “they would so what if I went and broke it off? I’ll be the most obnoxious, annoying, brattiest person on the planet earth!” you clapped as you thought, “he wouldn't want to mate with you!”

“And he’d be the one to call it off!” she squealed as she held your hands, “am I a genius or what?” she laughed while pushing you away, “but we’d have to get past mother,” you nodded, “which is why we would dress the same, I’d pretend to be you in front of them all. Once i’m alone with him, I’ll act out making him call it off.”

Your sister wiped her tears away, “thank you, thank you, thank you,” she hugged you tight, “it's whatever, but now you have to tell me about this boy.” you both walked back hand in hand, you were happy that she was finding her independence even if it was through you.

“I’ll go,” you said as you and your family eat together, “what changed your mind?” your mother looked at you suspiciously, “you were right, I need to grow up so I’ll go and support my sister,” you smiled before shoving more food in your mouth.

“Glad to hear that,” your father smiled, “we leave early in the morning rest up,” he patted your head and leaned down to kiss your sister's cheek. He didn't mean harm by kissing her and you a pat you knew this, but you overthink everything. “You okay?” your sister asked you nodded. You got up, “[Y/n], you’re sure this will work?” you laughed, “yes, stop worrying your little head off!” you left and lay down under the stars, you didn't know if it was going to work but you hoped it did.

The next day came quickly and you felt yourself becoming anxious. You copied your sister’s hairstyle while she copied your usual outfit, “this better work,” she muttered as she did your hair. You sighed, “it will.” She looked up at you, “won’t mother and father become suspicious of us dressing alike,” you shrugged, “I bet they won’t notice.”

You said that because it felt like they barely looked at you, they wouldn't notice you two sharing similarities because they wouldn't even look your way. Hard pill to swallow but it's felt like that your whole life.

“Are you ready?” your mother hurriedly touched up your sister, “good outfit choice,” she smiled as she circled the girl, “remember everything you’ve been taught,” your sister nodded, “be good, always say yes, and be perfect.” your father smiled at her, “you're gorgeous.”

You stood in the back, just watching as they spoke with your sister. You told yourself they didn't mean to leave you out, it was because you were the youngest but the older you got it started feeling like they didn't care. “We're almost there, we will greet each other, and soon after you will be left alone with him,” your sister fidgeted with her hands.

She looked over at you and you smiled, “it's gonna be okay,” you interlocked fingers with her. She smiled, “you always know how to make me feel calm,” you laughed. “Okay, we're here,” your mother touched your sister's hair again before she put some distance between you both, “your sister is presenting herself,” she said in your direction.

You rolled your eyes as you stepped back, you walked toward the Sully family as everyone surrounding you. You notice people staring at you as you walk. You can't decipher if it's because your just a new face, or maybe they think you’re pretty, but they could also believe you are ugly. You walked beside your mother who opened her arms for Neytiri, “long time no see!”

The woman embraced your mother back, “too long! Your daughters their gorgeous!” You smiled as you notice the four kids who lined up behind their parents. You didn't remember them having a fourth child, so you knew that she probably came a year or so after you met them first. You remembered the girl, Kiri, she was soft-spoken. And Lo’ak was much taller now, and he was obviously laughing at his older brother's face.

Then there was Neteyam, he was taller, and he was stunning from where you stood. You looked at him and you noticed he was already staring at you. You smiled which made him blush, “he's cute,” you thought before shaking your head.

You weren't here for yourself, you were to help your sister and leave. “Our son Neteyam has grown up,” Jake ushered the boy to come closer, “Neteyam this is Odena,” Neteyam’s smile seemed to falter at the mention of your sister. You wondered why, but your sister's voice rang in your ear, “it's a pleasure to meet you.”

Your mother smiled, “she’s been excited to visit for weeks!” your parents became lost in conversation, and your sister looked at you, “i’m sorry to interrupt but I need to use the restroom.” Neytiri looked at you with a smile, “it's that way!” you thanked her before walking off, “I need to use it as well,” your sister said excusing herself and linking arms with her.

Your sister paced, “they will know,” you rolled your eyes, “if i’m not mistaken they will send him to come here, and from there it'll be smooth sailing!” you undid your sister's hair. “I like my hair free, so till I get back it's like this,” she gave you a thumbs up before you two heard footsteps.

You smiled as you noticed it was Neteyam, “go,” you told her as you walked in his direction, and your sister hugged you before running off. She did a little prayer, “please, please work out.”

“Surprise!” you said sneaking up on the boy. He jumped a bit before grabbing his chest, “you scared me,” you laughed, “that's what I was intending to do!” he smiled at you before clearing his throat, “follow me!’ he started moving but stopped when he noticed you didn't move, “you aren't going to hold my hand in the forest?”

He let out a dry laugh before giving you his hand, “my apologies,” you laughed a genuine laugh, “what are you fifty?” Neteyam’s cheeks flushed as he heard you laugh. He didn't think this was going to be any fun, it bummed him out when he realized Odena wasn't the girl he made eye contact with. That girl, though the two girls were identical, she looked more fun.

You smiled as you both walked through the forest, “oops,” you took your hand back and started adjusting your top, “this silky thing never stays in place!” Odena told you everything that mother told her not to do.

Never snort when you are around a man, never eat messily, always agree with them, and always smile and say thank you. But she said to never ever adjust yourself in the presence of an unmated man.

You smiled as you noticed Neteyam’s eyes watched as you fixed yourself. You smiled at him, “everything okay?” he nodded, “good, now where are you bringing me?” he smiled as he took your hand again, “a waterfall it’s where everyone relaxes it's stunning!”

You nodded as you followed him, “what do you like to do?” you laughed at him, “that's the best question you can come up with?” you laughed harder, “am I making you nervous?” you knew what you were supposed to be doing but the boy was so cute. He blushed at the smallest things and had the cutest smiles.

“A little,” you squeezed his hand, “no need to be!” you looked into his eyes, and smiled at him, “I don't bite!” he laughed as you both approached the waterfall, “woah you were right it is breathtaking.”

You were so lost you hadn't noticed Neteyam sit down. “Over here!” you heard him say. Your eyes traveled to all the food he had in front of him. You clapped as you sat down, “all my favorites!” you picked up a fruit and started chowing down. “Oh, i’m sorry I'm making such a mess!”

Neteyam shook his head, “it's okay!” you smiled as you placed the fruit down, “do you know what's skinny dipping?”

Now you knew you were out of line, but you just wanted to have fun, “what's that?” you stood up before dipping your foot in the water, “swimming naked.”

Neteyam’s breath hitched as you took your clothes off, “it's fun I promise!” you submerged your entire body. Neteyam had never met anyone like you before. You were so adventurous and always looking for something fun. He also couldn't deny the hard-on he got by watching you. Neteyam liked you, so he stood up and took his clothes off.

You didn't think he’d join you, well you didn't know he had the balls to. You laughed as he jumped in and you both swam around each other, “told you it's fun!” the boy nodded, “you are fun.”

It was your turn to blush, “do I see a blush?” you splashed him with water, “i’m the only one around here aloud to tease,” he laughed as he splashed you back. You came close to him wrapping your arms around him, “I can feel that you're hard,” you smiled as your hand wrapped around him. He moaned, “you make the cutest sounds.” Neteyam kissed you catching you off guard. You deepened it as you felt his hand grab your breast, “fuck,” you cussed as you both let go of each other. You smiled as you splashed him, and he smiled back splashing you back.

You two played forever, you liked his personality it was calm energy. You both got out and put your clothes back on, “what's it like being a twin,” you sighed, “it's fun built-in best friend!” Neteyam smiled, “I bet!”

“But sometimes it's hard,” you weren't speaking from Odena’s perspective, it was yours. “What do you mean?” you looked at him, “I'm always being compared to her, it's like no matter how hard I try I’ll never be as good as her.”

Neteyam nodded, “I understand that feeling,” you smiled at him, “you do?” Neteyam understood how it felt to be held to a high standard and feel like you could never be good. “My father expects much from me. I’m his firstborn, his first son I'm the example.”

You loved your sister, and before this very moment, she was the only person to actually get you. But the way Neteyam spoke, he understood what you felt. “She's my sister but she's also my competition sometimes it feels like we're competing for our parent's affection!”

“Do you want to be better than her,” you thought about his words you didn't want to be better, but in a way, you couldn't help but wonder if you were would things be different? “No, I just want to be loved.”

It was that simple, you didn't want anything from your parents just their love. And you knew no matter where you went, you’d always be second to her.

“I was nervous about this,” Neteyam said, “I was nervous we wouldn't be able to connect, but I feel like you are the only person who gets me.”

You smiled, “you're too cute,” Neteyam smiled, “I’d like to do this again,” he played with your wet hair. You smiled nodding before you realized, this wasn't supposed to happen.

You weren't supposed to fall in love with him.

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HEYYYYYY! Hope you guys enjoy my next post will be part two of my previous post! Hope you like this one, maybe a part two👀

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eternal-love · 4 months ago

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Austin and Me

“Taste”

“Wife to the ‘king’. Icon to the world. Destined for more.”

Summary: At 18 years old, she fell in love with Austin, at 20 years old, she became his wife, by 22, she was his doll. In which Cynthia’s life changed drastically after falling head over heels with a man that promised her the moon and the stars. She takes us down the memory lane of what could’ve been— the perfect marriage.

Inspired by the book: Elvis and Me by Priscilla Presley.

I do not condemn any of the portrayals I decide to do about certain people, it’s just fanfiction. And it would be divided in parts

English isn’t my first language so I’m trying my best!

MASTERLIST

I was pregnant. Goddamn it. Look, I was married and I knew this would happen, just not so fast. I know that Lori was four years old but it was still pretty fast for me.

However I grew to accept it, now I was less lonely during my pregnancy. I had Lori, I wasn’t mopping the floor like I did when I was pregnant with her. I hoped it would be a girl, I wanted to be able to reuse all the cute clothes Lori used. But if it was a boy, I wouldn’t mind him looking like Austin. I’ve seen pictures of Austin when he was a kid, a baby if you will— he was the cutest baby you could ever see.

But it pained me, I wanted to be able to resume my career but I guess I had to wait. I spent days reading scripts that came in.

I wanted more challenging roles. My dream role was to play into a medieval drama. Play a Queen or a Princess. That would totally be fun, it was something I desired to do for a long time. I have played mostly in horror movies. I was a scream queen. But I wanted something more.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Lori called me, bringing me out my thoughts.

“Yes?” I responded, pinching myself as I felt like daydreaming.

“Horsie!” Lori said excitedly as she held her little gloves.

“Sweetheart. I’m pregnant you know I cannot—“

“But I want to! Please?” Lori gave me her cute puppy eyes and I could not resist her.

“Fine. Let’s go.”

I hadn’t spoken about this before. Remember our house? Strawberry Fields, well. It was in Rodeo Drive, fair enough— the land was immense. We had a stable with our horses.

My horse was named Dolly and Lori’s was Cookie. It was a small horse, and it was Dolly’s child. Our bond went beyond that of mother and daughter. Even our horses were mother and daughter. Austin liked horses too, that’s why he had his own— Whiskey.

I loved riding horses. Most of my life I grew up on a ranch with my grandparents. I knew how to treat cattle and how to treat horses. But I loved horses too much. Unlike having our dog, I felt like the bond with my horses was much more stronger.

I knew I shouldn’t be on horseback but Lori wanted to. So I took Cookie from her box stall and placed Lori on top of the horse. Getting her firm on the saddle.

I walked around with them, gently holding onto Cookie. Lori reminded me so much of me when I was little. That innocence one had when you were oblivious to the world surrounding you. I remember being her age, not knowing the economic situation my parents were going through, or their marriage problems. I began to wonder, if it’s really worth it growing up. If it’s really just the physical changes or if also your whole soul changed.

Because I knew that if my younger self looked at me now, she’d think I was the coolest woman she’d ever seen. And just because— she didn’t have a sense of what suffering was.

Callum was in town, the man really thought Austin was oblivious to his once affair with Cynthia. Dumbass. He should’ve known. He accepted Austin’s offer to go to a bar.

Callum arrived with good face, smiling at Austin. They ordered their drinks. It was a cozy closed bar. Austin smiled at Callum as they both took sips of their drinks before he spoke.

“Listen, man. I know you’re sleeping with my wife.”

Callum almost spat out his entire swig, Jesus Christ above him would punish him once he time came.

“What? Mate, that’s a reach.” Callum laughed, sipping his drink awkwardly.

“You can’t fool me. You know? I was stupid back then before noticing it.” Austin could kill with the look he was giving Callum, really. “Did you enjoy screwing with what was mine? With— what gave me my beautiful daughter? I bet you loved the feeling of burying your pathetic dick onto her.”

“Listen. Okay. I did it, and as a matter of fact— I enjoyed every second of it. Sorry.” Callum said, putting his glass down, his finger gently tracing the edge of the cup.

They were both drinking the same goddamn drink.

“You know, she used to make me this drink every time we had sex. Uh— the sex was good.” Callum smirked. It took everything in Austin to not punch him, because they were in public.

“Watch it.”

“Why? It was good, you know if. You knocked her up once. You must absolutely know how tight she is.” It was like Callum enjoyed taking about it.

“I was here first. I took her first. You don’t get to come here and steal my wife just because you thought you could be fucking Robin Hood and help her out.”

“I couldn’t leave a wife out there feeling neglected. This is your fault, mate. You should’ve been there for her. I’m sorry she chose me as her company.” Callum smirked.

“She won’t choose you, you know? She’s too tied to me now that she won’t be able to even think about it. She’s pregnant again.”

Callum’s smirk faltered a bit but he kept his composure. Leaning in.

“Every time you kiss her, you will taste me too. You know? She gave me head many times. And every time you go down on her, you’ll taste me too. You can have her— I ain’t complaining about sharing.”

Austin clenched his fists before he slowly spoke, leaning in, whispering.

“You son of a bitch.” Austin slammed his fist on the table, catching the attention to himself but he was able to get it off him. “You son of a bitch.” Austin repeated before getting up.

“We can be a little threesome one day.” Callum said with a smirk.

Austin came back to the house an hour later, I didn’t notice him coming. Until I heard his voice.

“There you are!”

I turned around from petting Cookie. I sighed, I thought I had a little more freedom before he came back. I couldn’t bear to look at him. Shame consumed me. Sometimes I felt I was too dumb. Why was I ashamed when he never felt ashamed of doing the same to me.

“My favorite girls.” Austin said, smiling at us. Lori immediately got excited. She loved her daddy.

“She wanted to ride.” I said, patting Cookie once again.

“I want a ride too…” He said, squeezing my waist then his hand traveled to my ass.

I was surprised that he was— horny. Damnit, I should’ve known. Every time he was like that, it was because he had thought about or SEEN Callum.

Next thing you know, he made me passionate love all night. I didn’t remember him being this gentle or sweet. He told me that he did his homework and investigated about pregnancy sex I didn’t know that he was doing this because he wanted me to stop TASTING like Callum, as if he could erase what Callum had once done to me. His hands, his smell, his taste.

Afterwards, Austin cuddled up with me. Kissing my shoulder and neck softly.

“You do love me, right?” He muttered to me. “More than him.”

I stayed silent. Of course I loved him, but I was used to him rejecting my love at times.

“Do you love me?” He asked me once again, sitting up and looking at him.

“What a stupid question.” I responded and he stayed quiet.

Now he felt self-conscious of himself. Perhaps I cheated on him because Callum was fitter, taller, more charismatic, better than him

It was a cold answer.

But now he knew what it feels like.

UNI IS KILLING ME. I finished writing this at my English class.

Love y’all. 🫶❤️

I have another version of this but the character is different. But it has a MUCH MORE EXTENSIVE LORE.

#Spotify #austin butler #austinbutler #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #austin butler imagine #austin butler x reader #elvis and me

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littlest-w01f · 6 months ago

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All Taglists

Since I've posted the new schedule, I thought I'd post the taglists too to make sure everyone knows which taglist they are/ if they want to be added/removed from any of them and I'll make the edits right here (also adding a little synopsis for all the series so you know what they are about)

If you want to be added please comment which taglist you wish to be added to.

General - @lilah-asteria @paleidiot @dee-writes-smut @adalia-jaycee @anarchiii @alwayshave-faith @velarisnightsky444 @minnieoo @mellowmusings @daughterofthemoons-stuff

MAIN SERIES TAGLIST:

Flames and Darkness - @anuttellaa @tuggboatfishin @inloveallthetime

Synopsis: Rheana, Rhysand's adventurous younger sister has always yearned for a mate since she was a young faeling, she found herself with a mating bond that leads her to Eris Vanserra, someone her family has despised for as long as time.

Blooming Flowers - @theskyisbrighthere @mybestfriendmademe @yeonalie @raisam

Synopsis: The Princess of Spring, Evelyn and Rhysand, the Heir of Night were promised in marriage to each other by their fathers to fix court relations, but things took a turn for the worse as they refused to marry.

Meeting in Grey - @sleepylunarwolf @sarawritestories @sheblogs

Synopsis: Born in Hewn City, Novali has felt first-hand how cruel her people can be to anything good, while in the Court of Dreams, Nyx has heard nothing but the worst of the residents of Hewn City, as the Heir grows to the age of maturity his family make their first visit to the Court of Nightmares in a 100 years.

Mini-series:

Little Family (Cassian) - @littlelunatica @journalofthedamned @acourtofbatboydreams

Synopsis: While visiting his best friend Feyre in her art studio, Cassian meets the mother of one of the children there, their bond snapping almost instantaneously.

Lady Bloodshed (Cassian) - @inloveallthetime @anuttellaa

Synopsis: During Winter Solstice, Cassian's mate resurfaces, in the form of an assassin on a mission to end his life.

Light and Shadow (Azriel) - N/A

Synopsis: Azriel finally gets to spend time with the female who Helion always had around him, the one his shadows always reach for.

Fire and Ice (Eris) - @st4r-girl-official

Synopsis: In an attempt at combining power, the Heir of Autumn is arranged to wed the Princess of Winter.

Sunlight (Helion) - @anuttellaa @a-frog-with-a-laptop @lalaluch

Synopsis: Helion asks Rhysand for help when he needs more staff for his libraries, Rhysand recommends someone close to him who wishes to try to leave the House of Winds library.

Siren song (Tarquin) - @slut4acotar

Synopsis: Hearing an enchanting song, Tarquin goes to the depths of the ocean hypnotised, only to be saved by someone he had been raised to beware of.

Jester (Rhysand) - N/A

Synopsis: After becoming High Lord, Rhysand finds himself in The Middle, he catches a Jester's eye who wants his blood and power.

Papillon (Eris) - @rcarbo1 @st4r-girl-official

Synopsis: Eris meets a mythical lesser fairy in the woods, who comes back to see her again.

Lover (Thesan) - N/A

Synopsis: The middle sister of the Vanserras forms an infatuation with Thesan, the High Lord of Dawn

Summer Seas (Feyre) - N/A

Synopsis: For helping the water wraith during Tithe, her younger sister saves Feyre from Spring after her panic.

In the Shadows (Azriel) - N/A

Synopsis: Azriel is used to staying in the shadows, but something about a popular dancer in Dawn makes him want to be seen.

Sample Size (Vanserra brothers) - N/A

Synopsis: A family friend of the Vanserras wants to see just how far the fire in their blood goes, the brothers are far too competitive to deny her test, wanting to come out on top.

Enchanting (Eris) - N/A

Synopsis: After a betrayal by Rhysand, a witch moved back to the autumn woods, not thinking she would cross any paths with the High Lord of Autumn after years of solitude.

Character Taglists:

Rhysand - @yeonalie

Cassian - @yeonalie

Azriel - @fxckmiup @annamariereads16 @saltedcoffeescotch @satorusemepls @fieldofdaisiies

Eris - @fxckmiup @slut4acotar @secret-third-thing @shadowsingers-mate @fieldofdaisiies @st4r-girl-official

Lucien - N/A

Helion - N/A

Tarquin - N/A

Kallias - N/A

Thesan - N/A

Tamlin - N/A

Feyre - N/A

Nesta - N/A

Elain - N/A

Mor - N/A

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Drowning Inside You VI

Summary:

Aemond and Valaera set boundaries, and live a fruitful life on Driftmark.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Warning(s): 5 Year Time Skip, Inner thoughts, Language, Kissing, Smut, P in V, Breeding Kink, Knotting, Mild Angst, Possessive Behaviour, Child Birth. Epilogue

Word Count: 7850

Author Note: An Alpha/Omega Story.

P.S - Some Scenes/Dialogue from Dynasty has been reused.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

“So, as it stands the potential agreement is when the children reach the appropriate age, they will enter a period of courtship and if at the end they do not wish to marry for whatever reason then the betrothal will be broken and Vaella will be free to pursue her own match,” said Valaera.

“Not to mention we have their presentations to consider, it’s not going to work if both Jaehaerys and Vaella present as Alpha’s or Omega’s” replied Aemond.

“As for Vhalarr, the same conditions apply” muttered Valaera.

“I’m fairly certain he will be an Alpha” said Aemond.

“How can you be sure?” asked Valaera.

“It’s very subtle but he already has a scent, similar to that of my own. Vaella smells sweet, like you” exclaimed Aemond.

“So, your saying she might be an Omega?”

“It’s possible but we would have to wait until presentation age to be sure” said Aemond.

Valaera knew in part that Aemond was right, Vhalarr did smell similar to his Alpha father and Vaella sometimes smelled like freshly baked cakes.

“Are we doing the right thing?” mused Valaera.

“Politically a match between Jaehaerys and Vaella makes sense. Our daughter would be the Queen and our grandchild would be heir, but I must admit that I wish to wait until our pups are older. Let them be children first” muttered Aemond.

“Then we wait” replied Valaera firmly.

“Are you sure about that?” asked Aemond.

“Our pups, our choice. My mother might not like it, but your right. Our pups should grow free of expectations”.

“So, it’s decided then” said Aemond.

“Yes, we are declining the betrothal until the children are older” replied Valaera sternly.

When they first moved to Driftmark, Valaera was shy and unsure of her abilities as future Lady of the Tides, but now she was really coming into her own. When she wasn’t looking after the children she was pouring over documents and checking trade routes, she would accompany Lord Corlys to Spice Town and oversee the ships and she even managed to broker a deal with silk merchants in Lys.

Aemond was insanely proud of his Omega.

That day she sat on the Driftwood Throne in the Hall of Nine called out the Queen for her poor decision making was something Aemond would never forget.

Despite all the ‘Strong’ jokes, Valaera was where she truly belonged and if truth be told, Aemond thoroughly enjoyed it when his Omega would become stern and serious. It made him incredibly hard, and he loved fucking Valaera on every available surface.

When he was younger, Aemond admittedly never had an interest in sex. He would often think that there was something wrong with him. He had that one experience on the street of silk on his thirteenth name day and wasn’t keen to repeat it.

But when it came to Valaera, it was all she could think about. Never had he known such desire before; his cock would get hard at the mere thought of his sweet Omega.

Every night he would lay with Valaera, sometimes more than once. His hunger for his mate was insatiable.

Just this morning, Aemond had thoroughly enjoyed himself as Valaera climbed on top of him and rode him like an unclaimed dragon.

“There. Finished” declared Valaera proudly breaking Aemond about of his reverie.

“W-What?” asked Aemond trying to ignore his cock growing hard in his breeches.

“Our official response to the Queen regarding the betrothal,” said Valaera.

“Y-You’ve included me” muttered Aemond as he quickly scanned the letter.

“Of course, your my future consort Lord and the father of our pups. Your opinion matters”

Was it possible to fall in love with the same person over and over again?

Aemond leaned towards his Omega and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

Yes. Yes, it was.

“I guess she didn’t take it well?” asked Aemond.

“No, she thinks you’re to blame” replied Aegon.

“I thought as much” muttered Aemond.

“Apparently you have too much influence over Valaera”

“Oh, piss off. Valaera is more than capable of making her own decisions” retorted Aemond.

“Of course, she is, but you know what our sister’s like. There’s always someone else to blame for her failings” exclaimed Aegon.

“I just want my pups to have a better upbringing than I did. Is that so wrong?”

“Not at all brother. Nothing will ever change unless we’re the ones that make those changes, I’m just glad someone finally has the balls to stand up and do it” said Aegon.

“How’s things with you and your Lord Strong?” asked Aemond.

“Good actually, he agreed with your reasons for refusing the betrothal” admitted Aegon.

“That is surprising. I assumed he would have agreed with his mother”.

“You’re not the only one. Should have seen Rhaenyra’s face when Jace told her that he accepted your reasons for declining” laughed Aegon.

“Maybe next time she’ll think before she opens her mouth”.

“Oh, she definitely knows she made a mistake. Jace has only just started talking to her again” said Aegon smiling.

“Did she apologise?”

“Yes, she did. It was glorious” said Aegon laughing.

“What about Daemon?” mused Aemond.

“Nothing to tell. The cuntstruck dog doesn’t really do much, which I must admit does disappoint me. There was everyone thinking that he’d be a second Maegor and yet he’s so boring. No drama, nothing” said Aegon shrugging.

“How’s mother?”

“As well as expected, she’s currently visiting Daeron in Old Town” replied Aegon.

“I keep meaning to invite him for a visit, but he’s spent so long in Old Town that he feels like a stranger” muttered Aemond.

“He’s our brother and yet it’s almost like he doesn’t exist”.

“So, are you going to tell me why you made an unannounced visit, or shall I guess?” asked Aemond.

“I just fancied seeing my little brother” replied Aegon sheepishly.

“Now I know that’s a lie” muttered Aemond.

“Actually, it isn’t. I just wanted to talk to someone other than Jace” admitted Aegon.

“Is he really that bad?” laughed Aemond.

“No, but since you and Helaena left the Red Keep there isn’t really anyone to keep me company. Joffrey is a total bore. Aegon and Viserys are too young, and my own children are not exactly great at conversation. I just miss you brother” muttered Aegon quietly.

“You know you’re welcome here anytime, right?”

“I appreciate that. Now can I see Valaera sitting on the Driftwood Throne?” asked Aegon.

“Why?”

“I want to see what Rhaenyra meant when she said Valaera looked like a totally different person sitting on her throne with her loyal consort by her side” said Aegon brightly.

“Now I see what Rhaenyra meant. She does look different” said Aegon as he stared at Valaera sitting on the Driftwood Throne.

“Not that different surely?” muttered Aemond feeling absolutely ridiculous at fulfilling Aegon’s request.

“Trust me brother, she looks positively delicious. I can see why your so obsessed with her”.

“You’re not serious?” gasped Aemond.

“Those Strong genes are really something aren’t they”.

“Don’t you dare” growled Aemond.

“I mean we could always figure something out; I could always lend you Jace granted he’s an Alpha but there are other pleasures to be had”.

That lecher. That vile fiend. Lusting after my Omega. I’m going to kill him.

“I bet you’ve fucked her on it haven’t you?”

“Halt your vulgarity” snarled Aemond.

“Oh, you have. You really are a whore” laughed Aegon as he turned on his heel and ran out of the Hall of Nine.

“I’m going to kill you” shouted Aemond as he ran after his older brother, leaving Valaera sitting on the Driftwood Throne looking utterly confused at what had just happened.

-Five Years Later-

“A son my Prince”

“I-Is he ok?” asked Valaera as Maester Selkin placed the crying pup in her arms.

“Perfectly healthy” replied the Maester smiling.

“A-Aemond look at him, he’s perfect” cooed Valaera.

“He is beautiful. Well done Issa dōna” replied Aemond proudly. (My sweet)

My pup has his mother’s face. But he has my silver hair.

“W-What shall we call him?” asked Valaera.

“Aerion” replied Aemond the tears streaming down his face.

I am so proud of my Omega. Our pup. Our beautiful little boy.

“Oh, Alpha it’s a wonderful name for our pup” gasped Valaera.

“Aerion Targaryen” exclaimed Aemond happily.

“S-Should you like to hold him?

“I would love to” muttered Aemond as his newborn pup was placed in his arms.

Valaera would never get tired of the look on her Alpha’s face as he cradled their tiny pup in his arms.

Such love and devotion.

As Aemond held their newly born son, Valaera was cleaned up and checked over by the Maester who declared her healthy, and once she was settled back into bed the Omega requested their other pups be brought so they could meet their new brother.

After a few moments, the door slowly opened, and four small faces peered in.

“Children, come and meet Aerion” urged Valaera softly.

Vhalarr was the first to approach, his amethyst eyes wide with wonder.

“He looks like Mother” whispered Vhalarr.

“But has father’s hair” gasped Vaella.

“Aemon my Issa byka zaldrīzes. Have a look” offered Aemond as he crouched down (My little dragon).

Aemon stared at his baby brother for a moment, and then he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on Aerion’s head.

“Ryn, be careful” urged Aemond as his three-year-old pup began clambering up the bed.

“She’s ok, aren’t you Dōna hāedar” muttered Valaera as she drew their daughter into her embrace and held her tight (Sweet girl).

It must be overwhelming for Ryn; she is no longer the youngest of our pups. We must make sure she does not feel pushed out.

As the older pups surrounded Aemond and their new brother. Valaera thought back to when Ryn was born and how stubborn she was.

I was in labour for hours, far longer than any of the other pups. As worried as he was, Aemond had remained steadfast at his side, holding his hand the entire time. But she came, all pink and healthy.

They had named her Saeryna, but when Aemon had first met her, he could not properly say her name, so he kept calling her Ryn and the nickname eventually stuck. Admittedly at first Aemond did not like it, but he eventually gave in when he realised that Ryn was all she responded too.

Their second daughter looked a lot like Vhalarr, dark hair and amethyst eyes. She was so beautiful as was Vaella and Aemond was already sharpening his swords in preparation for any attention they would receive. The Alpha was weak for both of his daughters, and he was not ashamed to admit it either, which made Valaera smile.

“Muña. Avy jorrāelan” whispered Ryn (Mother, I love you).

“I love you too my darling” replied Valaera pressing a kiss to her daughters curly hair.

“I think someone wants feeding” exclaimed Aemond as he passed Aerion to Valaera.

“W-What is Aerion doing?” asked Ryn.

“He’s having his milk” replied Aemond.

“From Muña?”

“Yes, my sweet girl, all of you had milk from your mother” muttered Aemond.

“Do you have milk Kepa?”

“No, I do not, only those who birth pups have milk” said Aemond.

“How do mother’s even get pups?” asked Aemon.

This conversation is not happening. No. I refuse to acknowledge its existence.

“Do they just appear one day?”

“An Alpha puts them there” exclaimed Vhalarr.

“Wait. How did you know that?” asked Valaera.

“I heard you ask father to give you a pup and then one day you had Aerion in your tummy.”

Oh my god. I cannot believe he just said that.

“Yes, well mayhaps this conversation should take place when your older” muttered Aemond.

“Why?” asked Vaella tilting her head to the side.

“Because you’re a little young at the moment” said Aemond closing his eye and taking a deep breath.

“But I am almost seven name days old” retorted Vaella.

“Add another fifty million name days onto that and then I might think about telling you.”

“Oh, Kepa your being very silly” laughed Vaella (Father).

“You know what else is silly?” asked Aemond smiling.

“No what?”

“The tickle monster” exclaimed Aemond as he grabbed hold of Vaella and began tickling her.

Vaella’s delighted squeals of laughter echoed around the chamber and soon all of the children were set upon by the dangerous tickle monster.

Valaera loved watching her Alpha with their pups. The Alpha’s love for their family was boundless, and every day Valaera was thankful to have been blessed in such a manner.

Suddenly a knock at the door broke the tickle monsters reign of terror and Aegon appeared.

“UNCLE AEGON”

“Oh, my so many children at once” gasped Aegon as he was set upon by Vhalarr, Vaella, Aemon and Ryn.

“Good to see you brother” said Aemond as he resumed his seat on the bed next to Valaera.

“Looks like I arrived just in time” replied Aegon.

“Come, meet your nephew Aerion” said Valaera proudly.

“I thought you was naming him Aegon.”

“Since when was that ever an option” groused Aemond.

“Well, I am your favourite brother” replied Aegon.

“Your my only-“

Wait, hang on that isn’t right. Oh, yeah Daeron. I forgot about him.

“Is Jace here?” asked Valaera.

“Yeah, he’s with Baela and Helaena. There’s lots of children there too” said Aegon.

“Some of those children are yours” exclaimed Valaera.

“I know but don’t tell anyone” joked Aegon.

Aemond shook his head slightly and then sent for Tarla to collect the children.

The children’s nanny soon appeared and took the excited pups to see their cousins.

“Do you want to hold Aerion?”

“Oh, go on then, been a while since I’ve held a babe” replied Aegon happily as he took hold of Aerion and rocked him gently.

“Jace has brought an egg for your pup. Rhaenar chose it. I hope that’s ok?”

“It’s fine we’ll have it placed with Aerion later” said Aemond.

“Are you ok Aegon?” asked Valaera.

“I’m fine, just things can be a bit full on at times” muttered Aegon.

“You know your more than welcome to stay here whenever you like” offered Aemond.

“I know, thank you brother” replied Aegon.

Aemond knew that his brother was easily overwhelmed by the demands of being a mother and whilst he knew that Aegon loved his pups, he also knew that his brother sometimes needed a break.

“Word of warning though brother. If any of my pups start asking where pups come from, don’t you dare tell them” warned Aemond.

“Would I?” laughed Aegon.

Aemond and Valaera exchanged a knowing glance before quickly changing the subject.

A few days later, Valaera was back on her feet after the birth of Aerion and happily celebrating with her family.

“Welcome to the world, Prince Aerion Targaryen” declared Lord Corlys proudly.

Valaera smiled as cups were raised to her grandsire’s toast.

“Is the Queen not joining us?” asked Rhaenys curiously.

“No, important matters at court, but she did invite us to Kings Landing to celebrate when I’m capable of travel” replied Valaera.

“Just make sure you give yourself sufficient time to heal” said Rhaenys.

Valaera smiled and spied Aemond out of the corner of her eye nodding in agreement.

After their quarrel with her mother regarding the betrothal of Jaehaerys to Vaella, her Alpha mostly avoided having contact with the Queen unless he absolutely had to speak to her.

Valaera usually did most of the talking anyway, but even her relationship with his mother had noticeable cooled, especially when she dared to make a back hand request that both him and Aemond should apologise for openly disrespecting her in front of the noble lords.

Valaera outright refused and Aemond promptly told the Queen to stuff her request where the sun doesn’t shine and never in his life will he apologise for defending his own rights as a parent.

It had taken almost five years for Aemond to stop growling every time the Queen was mentioned.

“I just want to say thank you to Rhaenar for choosing Aerion’s dragon egg, I’m sure it will hatch into a fine dragon” said Valaera brightly.

“Your welcome Auntie Valaera” muttered Rhaenar shyly.

“Jaehaerys, will you stop winding your sister up” chided Jace sternly.

“Sorry father” exclaimed Jaehaerys as Maela stuck her tongue out.

“Speaking of dragon’s have your pups named theirs yet?” asked Jace.

“Yes, they have. But I’ll let them tell you" replied Valaera.

“My dragon is called Sapphyre” said Vaella proudly.

“Unusual name for a dragon” muttered Baela.

“Says the one who called her dragon Moondancer” retorted Aemond smirking.

“Oh, shut up” exclaimed Baela.

“I called my dragon Melarx, in honour of Meleys and Arrax” said Vhalarr.

"Silver" declared Ryn proudly.

“Vhagon, in honour of my father’s dragon,” said Aemon.

“Shocking, not one of you in the bunch thought to honour my Sunfyre, the most beautiful dragon to ever grace the skies” gasped Aegon.

“My father rides the largest dragon in the world. Vhagar is the Queen of the sky she flew alongside Balerion and Meraxes” said Aemon proudly.

“Why am I not surprised that your son knows that” said Aegon.

“My pups education is important, as is their knowledge of our family history” replied Aemond.

“Is Aerion named after Aegon the conquerors father?” asked Vhalarr.

“Yes, he is” exclaimed Aemond.

“The next pup better be named after me” declared Aegon.

“Who says were having anymore? We already have five” asked Valaera.

“Piss off, I’m betting you’ll have more. My brother can’t keep his knot out of your cunny”

“AEGON” shouted Valaera.

“Mother what’s a cunny?” asked Vaella.

Valaera didn’t have the chance to respond as Aemond had launched himself out of his chair and chased Aegon out of the dining room.

“You want to what?” asked Valaera.

“Renew our wedding vows” replied Aemond.

“A-Aemond. Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. Ao issi se jorrāelagon hen issa glaeson, and it would please me greatly to marry you all over again with our pups by our side” said Aemond (You are the love of my life).

“C-Could we have the ceremony here on Driftmark?”

“We can have it wherever you like my love” said Aemond as he wrapped his arms around his Omega and held him close.

“I would like to have Valyrian ceremony on the beach” whispered Valaera.

“Sounds perfect” muttered Aemond.

My Alpha. My love. He wants to marry me again. I am truly blessed to have him by my side.

“Shall we arrange for it to take place in two moons time, that way people have plenty of notice” suggested Valaera.

“Good idea. I’m fairly certain Helaena will help you with any arrangements and formalities, we’ll obviously need the traditional Valyrian robes, I might ask Rhaenys to acquire those”.

“We can ask the cooks to prepare the same food we had at our first wedding” exclaimed Valaera positively gleeful.

“As long as we have decent wine this time, not that piss we had before” retorted Aemond.

“I didn’t take you for much of a wine drinker” mused Valaera.

“I’m not, but if I’m going to have to deal with Aegon and your mother there’s no way I’m doing that totally sober” muttered Aemond.

Valaera let out a little giggle and buried her face in her Alpha’s chest.

“Come let us tell the pups,” said Valaera.

“I thought you were already married?” asked Vhalarr.

“We are, but sometimes when two people love one another they can get married again”.

“-And this time, you’ll be there with us,” said Valaera.

“You pups mean everything to us and we want to share this with you” said Aemond.

“Can we help you to plan it mother?” asked Vaella.

“Of course, you can, I’m counting on my sweet girls to walk with me on the day,” said Valaera.

“What about us?” asked Aemon.

“I’d like you to stand with your father if that’s ok, we might have to get Aunt Helaena to hold Aerion, but I want all my pups close” replied Valaera.

“Help mama” said Ryn in a sing song voice.

“That’s my girl” said Valaera as he gently stroked Ryn’s hair.

“Let’s get started on the list of people to invite. I wonder if there’s anyone around here that can help” mused Aemond as he pretended to look around the room.

“We can help” shrieked Vaella.

“Oh, I don’t know are you sure?” replied Aemond smiling as he tapped his chin.

“Yes” yelled Vaella.

“Well, I guess I’ve found all of my helpers” said Aemond brightly.

As Valaera fed Aerion, she happily watched as their remaining pups crowded around their Alpha father and began reeling off a list of names.

“Uncle Aegon” bellowed Ryn.

“Are you sure?” asked Aemond.

“Yes, love Uncle Aegon” said Ryn brightly.

As much as Aemond loathed his brother’s lack of morals and decency, he had a very close relationship with his children, particularly Ryn. She adored Aegon and would always seek his company when he came to visit Driftmark.

“Don’t forget my mother” muttered Valaera.

“Are you sure?” asked Aemond.

“We have to invite her; I don’t wish for any more arguments” said Valaera quietly.

“There’s also my mother and Daeron” replied Aemond.

“Don’t forget about my brothers and Rhaena” mused Valaera.

“Hm”

After almost an hour the list was finished, it also included the names of all the pups dragons at the insistence of Ryn who smiled with delight when Aemond gave into her request.

Aemond wrapped his arms around Ryn and lifted her into his arms, her tiny fingers fiddled with the straps of his eyepatch before she slipped it off his head.

“Gevie” whispered Ryn as she placed a gentle kiss on the scared cheek of her father.

Aemond had previously been reluctant to show any of his pups what lurked under the eyepatch, but after Vaella had accidently pulled it off when she was a babe, there was no hiding the sapphire. Aemond had always believed people were terrified of his scar and he waited for his pups to react in terror but neither Vhalarr nor Vaella turned away. Sure, they were curious, but they never looked at their Alpha father with anything but love.

So, with every pup that was born after, Aemond made sure to keep the eyepatch off as much as he could, and he was beyond touched the day Vaella had announced that she was naming her dragon Sapphyre in his honour.

When he was younger Aemond never envisioned himself as a father. The thought of having pups terrified him. But now as he was surrounded by his pups, he knew there was no other place he’d rather be.

“Issa dōna hāedar” whispered Aemond (My sweet girl).

“Avy jorrāelan kepa” muttered Ryn as she snuggled into Aemond and closed her eyes (I love you father).

“I think it’s the pups bedtime” said Valaera as she placed Aerion in his crib.

“But mother I’m not tired” moaned Aemon.

“Right, come on. Bedtime” said Aemond sternly.

“Yes father” muttered Aemon quietly.

Tarla soon appeared to help see the children to bed and rather than disturb Ryn, Aemond insisted on putting her to bed himself.

Valaera called for bath to be prepared and by the time Aemond returned to their chambers, she was already sinking into the hot lavender water.

“Care to join me, Alpha?”

Aemond didn’t need asking twice as he quickly pulled off his breeches and tunic and slid into the water behind Valaera.

Valaera relaxed against Aemond and closed her eyes.

“Do you know how much I love you” whispered Aemond.

“I’m not sure. Perhaps you should remind me” giggled Valaera as her Alpha lathered soap on her body.

“My sweet mate. My Laera” muttered Aemond as he began peppering kisses on the back of Valaera’s neck whilst he continued to run his soapy hands all over his mates body.

“My Alpha. My love” gasped Valaera.

“Your mine. Forever” said Aemond.

Valaera lifted her hips and reached behind him to take hold of Aemond’s already hard cock.

My perfect mate. My one love. My Everything.

After teasing her Alpha with a few slow strokes, Valaera lowered herself onto his cock.

Aemond groaned loudly when Valaera was fully seated in his lap, his hands grasping his Omega’s hips tightly as she began to move.

My mate is beautiful. All wet and slick.

Valaera gripped the sides of the bathtub for support as Aemond began thrusting into her.

That’s it my sweet, take me. Take all of me.

The water splashed over the edge as the force of Aemond’s thrusts increased.

I love fucking my Omega from behind. So perfect.

Valaera rocked her hips backwards in time with Aemond’s thrusts.

Gods, I will never tire of feeling my Omega’s tight wet heat wrapped around me.

Valaera’s loud moans echoed around their bed chambers as she felt Aemond’s knot tugging on her.

“A-Aemond. Yes. Yes. A-Alpha” whined Valaera as Aemond shifted slightly and began thrusting deeper inside her.

“I want to stuff my knot deep inside your cunny and never leave” moaned Aemond.

“Aemond. P-Please” cried Valaera as she felt his Alpha sucking on her mating mark.

“Take it. Take all of me” groaned Aemond.

Valaera began convulsing around him, making the sweetest noises as Aemond began fucking her harder.

Aemond held Valaera tight to him as he stuffed his knot inside his Omega.

That’s it. Take my knot.

Valaera shuddered and sagged against Aemond as they were locked together by his knot.

“My love. My sweet” exclaimed Aemond as Valaera began to purr softly.

Valaera felt like he’d barely blinked, and their second wedding was upon them.

Aemond and Rhaenys had successfully acquired the traditional Valyrian robes, the invitations had been sent out and now Driftmark was packed with people and dragons alike.

True to his word, Aemon and Vhalarr were with Aemond.

Aerion was with Helaena and Baela.

Her sweet girls Vaella and Ryn were with her, wearing pretty cream and red dresses, with decorative flowers fastened in their hair.

“You look very beautiful mother” exclaimed Vaella.

“Thank you, my sweet girl,” replied Valaera blushing slightly.

A soft knock sounded on the door and then Rhaenyra appeared clutching something covered by a thin cloth.

“Your Grace” whispered Valaera as she bowed respectfully.

“I might be the Queen, but I am still your mother” replied Rhaenyra.

“Apologise mother,” said Valaera.

“Grandma. Mother pretty” cooed Ryn.

“I agree, your mother is very pretty” said Rhaenyra smiling brightly.

“W-What do you have there?” asked Valaera.

“It’s the traditional headdress for a Valyrian ceremony, I wore it on my wedding to Daemon and now you shall wear it” said Rhaenyra as she removed the cloth and began placing the ornate circlet on Valaera’s head.

“I remember you looked so beautiful that day” whispered Valaera.

“Thank you my sweet one, and you look just as beautiful today” exclaimed Rhaenyra.

After her mother had finished attaching the headdress, Valaera turned to the looking glass and gasped. Shee truly looked like a vision of old Valyria.

I wonder what Aemond looks like in his traditional robes.

“I-I wish to apologise Valaera”.

“Mother?” questioned Valaera.

“It was wrong of me to betroth Vaella and Jaehaerys without talking to you and Aemond first. I did not wish for this rift to grow between us. I love you my darling and I just want you to be happy, I want my grandchildren to be happy,” said Rhaenyra.

“I am happy mother. Immeasurably so” replied Valaera.

“I know that me and my brother will not always get on. But I am thankful that he loves you as fiercely as he does. He is a devoted husband and a loving father” muttered Rhaenyra.

“Aemond means the world to me mother. He is my twin flame-“

“-And you were always meant to burn together” said Rhaenyra smiling.

“I love you mother. Never forget that”.

“I love you too sweet girl. Now, let’s get you married. Again” replied Rhaenyra.

Valaera took a deep shuddering breath and then held both of her daughters hands.

“I-I’m ready” said Valaera firmly.

This time there was no fear.

There was only love.

Valaera’s heart leaped with joy at the sight of Aemond and their sons standing at the altar.

“īlon jorrāelan muña” whispered Vaella (We love you mother).

“Avy jorrāelan tolī issa dōna hāedari” replied Valaera (I love you too my sweet girls).

“Kepa iksos gevie” said Ryn (Father is beautiful).

“I agree my darling he truly is” exclaimed Valaera happily.

Aemond of course was dressed in the matching traditional robes, but his long silver hair was unbound and hung loosely around his shoulders. He’d also removed his eyepatch, his sapphire on full display, twinkling in the sunlight.

Vhalarr and Aemon were standing proud next to their father wearing matching outfits of red, cream and gold, their hair braided and tidy.

“Y-You look beautiful” whispered Aemond as Valaera approached.

“As do you my love” replied Valaera.

“Are you ready?” asked Lord Corlys.

“Yes. Yes, we are” said Valaera as she took Aemond’s hand in hers.

Lord Corlys smiled and after a few moments of silence, the ceremony began.

“Hen lanoti ānogar, Va sȳndroti vaedroma, Mēro perzot gīhoti, Elēdroma āirza sīr, Izulī amapā perzi, Prumī lanti sēteksi, Hen jenȳ māzīlarion, Qēlossa ozundesi, Syndroro ono jēdo, Rȳ kīvia mazvestraksi”

(Blood of two, Joined as one, Ghostly flame and song of shadows, Two hearts as embers, Forged in fourteen fires, A future promised in glass, The stars stand witness, The vow spoken through time, Of darkness and light)

Aemond and Valaera each took turns in cutting the other’s lip with a dragon glass blade and marking each other’s forehead with the symbols of fire and blood.

Aemond cuts his hand and then offers the blade to Valaera who does the same.

As they face each other once more, both Alpha and Omega join hands allowing their blood to flow into one another.

Once the vows are complete, they allow their blood to mix with a kiss.

A loud booming roar echoes across the sky as Vhagar and Arrax fly overhead, the other dragons soon join in and Driftmark is alight with sounds of a dragons song, unlike anybody has ever heard before.

As they part, Valaera and Aemond gaze upon one another.

“Will you love me Aemond, until the day I die?” asked Valaera.

“No. Much longer than that Valaera. Much longer” replied Aemond as he took his Omega’s face in his hands and kissed him once more.

-Epilogue -

“You won’t let me fall, will you?”

“Never” replied Aemond as he held his daughter’s hand tight.

Today was the day that his little girl was getting married.

He must admit it came as quite a surprise when Ryn presented as an Alpha. He felt for sure that she would either be an Omega or Beta.

But nothing was more of a shock than his son Aemon presenting as an Omega.

Valaera of course was delighted, another Omega in the family.

Aemon however found it difficult, he had spent years training with the sword, dedicating himself to his education and becoming the best dragon rider he could in order to emulate his Alpha father. Only to present as an Omega.

Aemon was convinced that the gods were playing a cruel joke on him. Omega’s were supposed to be soft and delicate; he was sharp and lean. His presentation had changed his entire future and he hated it.

He didn’t want to think of being married or mated to an Alpha. The thought of taking a knot sounded so foreign to him.

He was meant to be an Alpha not an Omega. Nothing his mother or father could say would ever make him feel any better.

The only thing that gave him any kind of reprieve was his dragon Vhagon.

Until his younger sister Ryn presented as an Alpha.

It was a strange feeling; sure, they’d always been close when they were children. But now it was like there was something else. A voice inside him, calling out for her.

He tried to ignore it first, but the more time he spent around his Alpha sister, the louder the voice became.

He started to touch himself at the thought of her, which made him ashamed.

Aemon wasn’t even sure that his sister felt the same way, until one day she’d cornered him after he’d been trying to avoid her, and she kissed him.

It was unlike anything he’d ever felt before.

The voice inside him was singing.

Whilst he was initially worried what his sister expected of him, he soon realised that he had nothing to worry about.

Ryn accepted him for who he was. She never once tried to change him.

Omega’s were supposed to be submissive, yet Aemon was defiant and strong willed.

Ryn seemed to like that about him.

She was his Alpha, and he was her Omega.

Revealing their relationship to their family had actually been easy. As their parents exchanged knowing glances, it seemed as though their relationship wasn’t much of a surprise after all and as soon as Ryn turned six and ten, they were to be married.

When Aemond placed his daughters hand into Aemon’s he smiled.

“Now I know I don’t have to threaten you like I did Jaehaerys” muttered Aemond.

“I’m fully aware of my duties father and I’m well aware of what will happen should I hurt Ryn”.

“Good lad. Just got to be sure of these things” whispered Aemond as he turned on his heel and took a seat next to Valaera.

“That wasn’t you threatening our son, was it?” asked Valaera smiling.

“No, I was just giving him a friendly warning that’s all” replied Aemond.

“That better be all it was. Jaehaerys is still terrified of you”.

“Good” said Aemond proudly.

I did what any father would do. I regret nothing. Jaehaerys will remember to take care of Vaella or they’ll never find his body.

The wedding between Ryn and Aemon went off without a hitch, despite Aegon trying his best to stir things up a bit by coughing loudly during the vows. But a glare from Valaera put a stop to any other shenanigans.

“I still can’t believe it. Our children are married” exclaimed Valaera.

“We still have others that are not yet married my sweet” replied Aemond.

“Aerion is nearing his presentation age-” said Valaera.

“- And there’s still Aegar, and Corla to keep us occupied” exclaimed Aemond.

Valaera smiled at the mention of their younger pups.

Aegar who was named after his uncle, was an energetic little boy who loved to draw and train with his father.

Corla was the pup that took them by surprise. Both Aemond and Valaera thought that they were done having children, especially after Aegar’s difficult birth which nearly killed Valaera.

But after a late-night dragon flight and incredible sex on the beach, Valaera forgot to drink moontea and nine moons later Corla was born, she had of course been named in honour of Lord Corlys who had passed away some months before her birth.

Not to mention they had recently become grandparents, Vhalarr and his wife Daena had been blessed with a son who they named Lucerys.

Jaehaerys and Vaella had twins named Aerys and Aeraea.

After the wedding was complete, it was time for the celebration, which due to the amount of guests had to be held outside.

Aemond watched silently as Ryn danced with Aemon. He was so proud of all his pups, but Ryn definitely had a special place in his heart, due to her acceptance of Aemon after his surprise presentation as an Omega and her declaration that she loved him exactly as he is.

“A wonderful day” said Aegon smiling.

“If you’re going to cause trouble you can bog off” replied Aemond.

“Would I ever do such a thing?” laughed Aegon as he took a sip of wine.

“Is that a trick question?” asked Aemond.

“He’s so much like you isn’t he, especially with the hair and the weird fixation with every item of clothing needing to be black or leather” mused Aegon smirking.

“Indeed” muttered Aemond choosing to ignore his brother's sarcastic dig.

“How’s he coping with being an Omega”.

“It took some adjustment, but he’s getting there. Ryn really helped” said Aemond.

“She’s a good girl. Reminds me a lot of Valaera”.

“I know you hoped that Aemon would be for Maela but-“

“-They weren’t compatible and I’m not talking about their presentations” said Aegon.

“I don’t think there was anyone else for Aemon if I’m honest. I can say with absolute certainty that if he didn’t marry Ryn then he wouldn’t have married anyone” replied Aemond.

“Is he prepared for the consummation?”

“I hope so, considering they’ve already bedded one another” whispered Aemond.

“What! When?” asked Aegon quietly.

“A few weeks before Ryn’s name day. Aemon confessed when I caught them both harassing the maester for moontea” said Aemond.

“Does Valaera know?”

“Of course, she does. I think Aemon had been asking questions about male Omega’s coupling with Alpha’s” mumbled Aemond.

“I’m surprised your so calm about it”.

“Initially I wasn’t very happy but there was not a lot I could do once the deed had already been done and they were due to marry anyway” replied Aemond.

“Well, you had sex before marriage” said Aegon.

“Only because you dragged me to the street of silk on my thirteenth name day and claimed it was your duty to ensure that I was as educated as you were” snapped Aemond.

“You learnt much and more from that did you not?” asked Aegon.

“From one visit? All I learnt that day was not to listen to my wastrel of a brother”.

“You seem to please your Omega enough, all the children you have” retorted Aegon.

“That’s because I devoted myself to worshipping Valaera and learning through our bond how we could please one another”

“You sure it’s got nothing to do with her sweet tasting cunny?” laughed Aegon.

“This is neither the time nor the place for your vulgarity” growled Aemond.

“Not denying it though are you. Say what you want brother but your cuntstruck for your ��strong’ bastard” giggled Aegon.

“You have ten seconds to leave my presence otherwise I’m going to slam your head into the fucking table and then I will beat you death with that cup your holding” snarled Aemond.

“Ooooo, so violent and you kiss Valaera with that mouth” laughed Aegon.

“Piss off” groused Aemond.

Aegon refilled his cup and then returned to his seat next to Jacaerys who immediately began questioning the Omega.

“When are you going to learn not to let him get to you?”

“Mother” whispered Aemond.

“How are you doing?”

“Honestly. I think I’m still in shock that Ryn is actually married” replied Aemond.

“I felt the same on your wedding day” said Alicent.

“I’ve missed you” muttered Aemond as he wrapped his arms around his mother.

“Oh, my love, I’ve missed you too” replied Alicent.

“A-Are you proud of me?” asked Aemond.

“Of course, I am. You are the consort Lord to Driftmark, you’re an honourable husband and a loving father. I’m so proud that I get to call you my son” said Alicent smiling.

Aemond smiled and breathed in his mother’s flowery scent.

Valaera meanwhile had managed to snatch a few moments alone with Aemon.

“Does the bite hurt?” asked Aemon.

“For a moment, but it’s best to do it during the act” replied Valaera.

“I overheard some lords talking about a bedding ceremony-“

“You don’t have to worry; I will not subject you or Ryn to that” replied Valaera.

“Do we need to present the sheets”.

“Yes, but all you need to do is cut yourself in a place that no one will notice and a few drops on the sheets will do” whispered Valaera.

“I-I-“ stuttered Aemon nervously.

Valaera observed her son and she knew there was something bothering him. He had the same look on his face that Aemond always had when he was nervous.

“What is it my sweet boy?”

“I’m already with child mother” confessed Aemon lowering his head.

“Are you sure?” asked Valaera quietly.

“Yes. I missed my monthly bleeding and I feel sick” replied Aemon.

“It sounds as though you’re not very far into the pregnancy as your scent hasn’t changed yet, so just a few drops of blood on the sheets and we can say you got with child on your wedding night,” said Valaera.

“I’m sorry for getting with child before marrying Ryn”.

“I can’t exactly judge my darling” muttered Valaera.

“W-What do you mean?”

“Oh, come on sweet boy, I’m sure you’ve heard the rumours,” said Valaera.

“A-About Harwin Strong and Grandma” asked Aemon looking over at Rhaenyra who was deep in conversation with Daemon.

“Yes. I’m a Velaryon in name only” whispered Valaera.

“B-But your Lady of the Tides”

“Your great grandsire once told me that history remembers names not blood,” said Valaera.

“He was a good man,” said Aemon.

“That he was” replied Valaera.

“I hope you’re not disappointed in me mother” exclaimed Aemon solemnly.

“I know presenting as an Omega was difficult for you, but I will never be disappointed in you. All of my pups are my greatest joy. But you are the one most like your father and you are something special”.

“Mother” gasped Aemon blushing.

“When you were born. The cord was wrapped around your neck and for the briefest of moments we thought that we had lost you”.

“Father said that was the reason why he’s so protective over us” replied Aemon.

“Your father has always that protective streak in him, but yes almost losing you caused him to become rather more focused on the safety of his pups” smiled Valaera.

“I love you mama” whispered Aemon.

“Y-You haven’t called me that since you were a small boy” uttered Valaera.

“I just want you to know that you will always be my mama,” said Aemon.

“Is everything ok?” asked Ryn curiously.

“Everything is fine my darling” replied Valaera as she wiped away her tears.

“Are you sure?”

Valaera nodded and placed a quick kiss on Ryn’s cheek.

“Take care of him sweet girl” whispered Valaera.

“I will. I promise” replied Ryn.

“That’s my girl”.

“Do you think we could slip away?” asked Aemon as he took Ryn’s hand.

“You can leave whenever you like, the celebrations will continue in your absence”.

Aemon looked at Ryn who nodded her head, and soon the newly married couple left the party in favour of a more private venue.

“Do you think he’s really ok?” asked Vhalarr.

“He will be, you worry too much”.

“He’s my little brother. Of course, I worry” replied Vhalarr.

“Where’s my grandson?” asked Valaera.

“He’s with Rhaena, something about seahorses” said Vhalarr.

“How are you doing anyway?”

“I’m good, the trade deal with Pentos is proving difficult but I don’t really want to talk business today” muttered Vhalarr.

“It’ll work out, try not to stress too much,” said Valaera.

“He can’t help it” laughed Vaella.

“Oh, shut it you” retorted Vhalarr.

“Why don’t you make me”.

“Honestly you two” exclaimed Valaera.

“What’s wrong with my good brother?” asked Vhalarr.

“The twins were awake most of the night”.

“I don’t miss those days” said Valaera smiling.

“Mother. Corla is eating sand again” shouted Aegar.

“Oh for the love of-“ exclaimed Valaera as she snatched her youngest daughter from the ground and began scooping the sand from her mouth.

“I’ll get her cleaned up my Lady” offered Tarla.

“Thank you, Tarla. I’m sure I’ll find a seashell in there one day” replied Valaera.

“I’m sure it could be much worse” laughed Tarla as she took Corla.

“Ahh how’s my namesake doing?” asked Aegon loudly.

“You stink uncle Aegon” said Aegar wrinkling his nose.

“Of what?”

“Piss wine” retorted Aegar.

“AEGAR” exclaimed Valaera as Vhalarr and Vaella began laughing.

“That’s what father calls it” muttered Aegar.

“Well, I will be having words with your father” said Valaera sternly.

“About what?” asked Aemond.

“Me saying piss wine, when that’s what you called it” replied Aegar.

“I never meant for you to repeat it boy” gasped Aemond.

“Well he did and now-“ gasped Valaera as Aemond surged forward and pressed a kiss to her lips.

“Ewww gross” exclaimed Aegar.

“You won’t be saying that when your older” yelled Aegon.

“Aegon that’s enough” warned Jace.

“Oh, come on love, it’s just a bit of fun”.

“Yeah, and you’ve had too much wine. Now come and sit down” said Jace as he pulled his Omega back to his seat.

“I best go and rescue Jaehaerys” said Vaella.

“I’ll come and help” offered Vhalarr.

“Don’t think that gets you off the hook, Alpha” whispered Valaera feeling dazed.

“Maybe later when I stuff my knot into your cunny?”

“I-I think that will be sufficient” mumbled Valaera blushing.

“If you’re a good girl, I might even use my tongue first” whispered Aemond.

Valaera shook her head in disbelief at her Alpha before she pressed another kiss to his lips.

“Where’s Aerion?” asked Valaera.

“Speaking to Rhaenar” replied Aemond as he nuzzled Valaera’s mating mark.

“Is that such a good idea, considering he’s so close to his presentation?”

“You have a point” replied Aemond as he nodded his head at one of the guards, who understood the wordless command and went to stand next to Aerion who rolled his eyes.

“Everything ok with your mother?” asked Valaera.

“It’s fine, now can we retire for the night or is it too early?

“We can’t leave just yet. But soon” whispered Valaera.

“Don’t make me wait too much longer, I’ve been dying to get you alone all day”.

“Well, I need to see to the children first and judging from the state of your brother, he’s going to need escorting to his room” said Valaera nodding towards Aegon who was slumped in his seat.

“Let Jacaerys see to that, he’s my brother’s Alpha. Meanwhile we have people that can help with the children”.

“But Alpha” whined Valaera.

“No Valaera. You’ve been on your feet practically all day. Let us retire for the night”.

Valaera wanted to disobey on principle, but she loved it when her Alpha asserted his natural authority and dominance.

“Ok. Let me just ask the guards and Tarla to watch out for the children”.

“Hurry up my Omega, otherwise I will ravish you right here” muttered Aemond.

“You promise” challenged Valaera.

“Hm”

After leaving instructions with the guards and Tarla. Valaera found herself being whisked away from the celebrations and dragged back to the chambers she shared with her husband.

“Now my sweet. Take off your clothes” ordered Aemond.

“A-Aemond” gasped Valaera.

“I won’t ask you again” growled Aemond as he pulled off his own clothes and then sat on a chaise lounge.

After a few moments of stunned silence, Valaera began pulling off her clothes quickly, and soon she was standing in front of her Alpha as naked as her name day.

“Good girl. Now come here” said Aemond as he patted his naked thigh.

Valaera took a deep breath and sat on her Alpha’s lap; her legs spread open.

“I hope you have the energy my sweet, because I plan to have you many times this night”.

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Food for Thought (Gojohime AU)

Utahime is at the right age to get married and have her own family, at 32 years old, her parents wants her to find a man and get married, give them grandchildren, some of her colleagues and friends are having their own family. Peer pressure and the feeling of being left out whenever there is a family gathering or her friends no longer join her saturday night outs due to taking care of their children. Except Shoko her beautiful and kind junior who is now a Doctor who always shares her time with her and going out with her, Shoko is always there with her. She is younger than Utahime and having friends with benefits with Geto, her high school class mate and friend, they are cool with their relationship (even though they’ve been together for almost 10 years already) Utahime don’t see Shoko having a hard time in dating.

One night as they are having their girls night out with Mei Mei and Shoko, Utahime talks about having someone to impregnate her and get done with the demands from her parents, all they want is to have a grandchild right? and Utahime has been thinking for a long time as well, since she is not getting younger, she also wants to have a child, someone she can nurture and love unconditionally, she may not admit it but she feels envious seeing her colleagues at work talking about their children, the pictures and all. She has not picture herself out of having a husband, due to an accident, there is a lingering scar on her face, and she knew that some men find it unattractive.

“You are being pessimistic again Hime” Shoko sighs as she drinks her glass of beer “You are beautiful and you will find a sperm donor in any seconds”

“What a weird way of complimenting her Shoko” Mei Mei taps Shoko’s forehead lightly “Anyway, Hime are you really sure of not giving a chance to go dating? you really want to get knock up by stranger?”

“Knock up by a stranger?” a deep voice coming from behind startled the girls and look at their back.

“Geto, what took you so long to come here?” Shoko move her bag from the empty seat and gestures the young man to sit beside her

“Sorry Shoko, I am with Satoru right now and he is joining us today” Geto move towards his seat and standing behind him is Gojo Satoru, His white hair stands out from the crowd and with his signature sunglasses and a black biker jacket with black shirt underneath, he is stunning and beautiful as ever.

“What is this ‘knock up by a stranger?’ you talking about?” Gojo sits beside Utahime without waiting for her approval and by the looks of her annoyed face, he is liking the reaction already.

“None of your business Gojo” Utahime ‘tsk’ as she finish her glass of beer.

Without knowing, two pair of eyes looking at them with mischievous look on their faces and a plan is already formulating as seeing the two starts talking to each other. Shoko knows that look from Mei Mei and nods her head with agreement. This will be an interesting night, Shoko thought as she raise her hand and order for another glass of beer.

TBC

#Gojohime #gojoxutahime #shoko #utahime #gojo #geto #Mei Mei #JJK #Alternative universe #jujutsu kaisen #this is a spur of the moment fanfic #I hope you like the idea of Utahime wanting to have a kid #there is this one art that inspires me to do this fic :)

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kickingitwithkirk · 2 years ago

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Greetings from Austin

Summary: Jensen and Jared are at odds over a monumental decision that changes their lives in a way they couldn’t have envisioned.

Pairing: Alpha!Jensen Ackles x Alpha!Jared Padalecki x Omega!OFC

Word Count: 2161

Warnings: a/b/o, J2 are married/mated, homophobia, bisexuality, biphobia, outdated beliefs, angst, cursing, jealousy, depression/anxiety, medical stuff, sexual dysfunction, infertility, IVF, surrogacy, subgender inequality

*additional warnings to be added in future parts.

Square filled: Non-traditional Alpha Traits @spnabobingo Maid Au @spnaubingo

A/N: Here we go again with one my weird as hell dreams, series Inspired by this art.

A/N II: There is no intentional hate or malevolence intended towards any of the Ackles or Padalecki families. This is a purely fictional piece containing real and created persons/names/events set in the fictional A/B/O verse. Some dates/events altered to fit story.

A/N III: thank you to everyone for hanging in there since it’s taken me ages to drop a new character, I’ve been doing rewrites/updating on all my series, more to come in future.

*no beta-all mistakes are mine

*divider by @writeyourmindaway

*images found online

Part IV

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?”

“DON'T YA’ BE YELLING AT ME, MR. MAN, EVEN IF THIS IS YOUR FUCKING HOUSE…”

“I gotta go,” tossing his phone on the bedside table, Jared, wearing his blessed socks, runs across the main room and slides on the hardwood floor into the kitchen and saw his husband standing three feet from Quinn as she’s vigorously gesturing with a paring knife while telling him off in her colorful language.

“Put the knife down!” The older Alpha’s voice resonates through the room, making Jared flinch, feeling the command’s power, watching Quinn set it on the counter and Jensen reach over, sliding it towards him.

She stood a bit longer before blinking in confusion, and then her demeanor shifted to madder than a wet hen, her natural lower voice dropped another octave, and the lilt became very pronounced. “Don’t ya’ ever use that fucking voice on me again!”

“You were threatening me with a knife!” Jensen picks up the item, making her laugh, “Holy fucking shit, are ya’ serious? Ya’ could barely use it for a toothpick, let alone...”

Jared stood there, mouth hanging open, have’n seen others take on his mate, wrongfully assuming he’d be the easier of the two to intimidate, but when let off its leash, Jensen's wolf made Dean Winchester look like a pussy cat.

“JARED!”

The younger Alpha's mouth snapped shut, “sorry, what?”

“I asked you what the surrogate is doing here?”

“The surrogate has a name.”

“What is Quinn doing here?”

“So..uh..okay,” Jared slowly starts around the island doing his sometimes awkward, hesitant thing. “A few days ago, I got a call from this number I didn’t recognize. It was about the ultrasound appointment scheduled while you were in LA.”

He paused to see if Jensen remembered, and yep, his mate was wearing his get to the fucking point expression.

“They informed me she’d canceled it because she was leaving town.”

Jensen's attention returned to the O, ”Don’t fucking start on me again, Ackles!”

“You know who I am?”

“Duh, Sherlock!”

Jensen would later try to justify it was jet lag and surprise finding their surrogate in their home, not her smart-ass mouth, for snarling at her.

“Och, save it for the cameras, drama queen. Ya’ put pants on just like the rest of us; the only difference is yours have designer labels.”

Jared interrupted the speeding downhill faster than an Olympic bobsledder situation, “I remembered her saying something about managing Mulroney’s Bookstore, so I called Clif to see if he’d get her to contact me and calls back saying some Alpha...”

“...who’s a flaming jackass!”

“Yeah, that’s what Clif called him. Anyways, he claimed to be the manager and had no idea where she was when another employee said they knew where she was living...”

“... that’s when ya’ boy shows up..”

“…I explained about the mixup...”

“…Padalecki followed me to my room to get the new date, then he caused a scene...”

“...I couldn’t help my wolf freaking out at where my..our pups were living...”

“…told ya’ it was there or the I-35 underpass!”

Jared bristled at the reminder, “The door had three locks, a barely functional heater, and a broken fridge. Cockroaches wouldn’t even live there!”

Quinn raises onto the balls of her feet and loudly reminds him about putting her in the shitter with the manager and getting fired when Jared shouts back in his booming voice, “there was a guy by the ice machine offering to sell me heroin!!”

“ENOUGH!” Jensen's Alpha voice echoes throughout the kitchen, quieting them both.

“She’s right,” Jared opened his mouth to retort, but Jensen countered with, “And so are you. Quinn, couldn’t your family help,” the Alphas wrinkled their noses at her souring scent, so he attempted another approach.

“I want to clear something up. I recall one of the stipulations for surrogates is that they reside in an appropriate domicile. Why were you living in a motel? Could you tell us what happened?”

“The flaming jackass tipped off the landlord I’m an O, and that fucker evicted me even though I never caused any problem or was late with rent.”

“There is a moratorium on evictions..”

“..that moratorium is a fucking joke!”

“What a minute,” Jensen said, and at the same time, Jared remarked, “It protects people...”

“Newsflash, Mr. Wizard, was created by and for the protection of Alphas and Betas! Take a hot minute to read the fine print, and you’ll find loopholes granting landlords, to quote, discretionary privileges pertaining to the eviction of those designated with the sub-gender Omega. In other words, they can boot O’s for any damn reason!” She gave the Alphas a hard stare, “So, enlighten me as to why y’all didn’t know a fucking thing about that bit?”

The kitchen got quiet as the Alphas glanced at each other, trying to find a non-assholey-sounding response. “Yeah, that’s what I thought; since it’s well known you two prefer Betas.” Quinn addressed the older Alpha.

“Padalecki and I have an arrangement. I keep the house and do meals in exchange for temporary boarding. No need to fret that pretty head of yours, Ackles; I’ll do me damnedest to stay outta the way."

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December 23rd Late Afternoon

Quinn heard Jensen’s surprised greeting covering the stewpot of goulash, slid it into the oven to stay warm, and peeked around the wall and saw him in the foyer hugging a small, older O, then a tall, bald Alpha carrying several bags crossed over to them.

“Let me help you with those, sir,” she offered, taking them couldn’t help but overhear his not-subtle sniff, “Jensen, who’s this?”

“Umm,” Jensen scratched the back of his neck, fumbling for a response, “this is the housekeeper, Quinn.” His mother-in-law peered inquisitively at the tall Omega before asking, “What happened to your boys' service?”

“I worked for it.”

Gerald Padalecki dubiously eyed the O up and down as she continued. “They pared down the staff, and Jared offered to retain me in exchange for lodging...”

“You live with them?” Gerald barked, “Jensen, that’s unwise considering...”

“Considering what Gerry,” his mate sharply asks, “the boys wouldn’t let someone stay they couldn’t trust.”

“I normally wouldn’t question their judgment, but she's an unmated O.”

“Whoa,’ Jensen jumped in, “are you suggesting that Jared or I...”

“Mama..daddy..what’re y’all doing here?” Jared couldn’t keep the surprise out of his voice, wrapping his long arms around his mother, “thought you were coming tomorrow.”

“We decided to surprise you but got it instead.” Gerald’s gruff reply made Jared throw his husband a confused look, catching a whiff of his dad and Jensen, “What’s going on?”

“I bet y’all would like to freshen up after your trip.” Quinn blurted out, “Jensen, would you help me with their luggage, please.”

Taking the car keys, he follows her out the door, remarking, “you think fast, coming up with that story.”

“Ya’ were about to lose ya' shit on your father-in-law, and I didn’t precisely fib, just moved a few facts around,” Quinn shoots back, grabbing a bag while Jensen, fuming, retrieves the other, following her to the guest house.

How could the Alpha he considered his father even think, after everything they’d been through, found his dark thoughts distracted by two simultaneous acts; a deflating blow-up bed and his bewildered husband storming in shouting, “What the fuck was that?”

Jensen ticked his head towards the O and made the finger-in-hole gesture.

“I’ve gotten that shit since I presented,” the pair look towards Quinn with confused expressions. “Loads of Alphas still carry antiquated beliefs about unmated O’s, and I’m…pick an adjective to fill in the blank.”

“So much for a peaceful holiday,” Jensen grumbled.

“Yeah, too bad ya’ boy stuck his nose where it didn’t belong, right?” Quinn's tone was caustic. “I don’t want to be a bone of contention with ya' family. I’ll figure somewhere else to stay.”

Jared’s wolf simmers under his skin, “How? You have $636.96 in your account. That won’t cover a security deposit, let alone fir..”

“How the fuck ya’ know what’s in my account?!”

“Your laptop was open...”

“...and ya’ snooped...”

“...I happened to see it...”

“...still not your fucking problem...”

“...you’re carrying my..our pups, that makes it my fucking..”

“...ya’ are the most unfucking...”

“I’m tired of y’alls motherfucking bitching, so shut the fuck up!!”

Jensen wrinkles his nose, “Dude, dial it down; you’re stinking up the joint! And Quinn, Jared screwed up...”

“I never asked...”

“...doesn’t matter! He's trying to make amends, for fuck sake!” Jensen felt the vein in his left temple throbbing again.

“There will be many people dropping in or staying with us this fucking week, and this is how we’re all going to handle our situation.”

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January 15th

“Humph,” Jensen jerked awake, slapping a hand around, and found his phone before cracking an eye open.

7:18 A.M.

Groaning, he dropped face-first into his pillow and wrestled his mates over his head to muffle the noise, but the pearls of his pup's laughter signaled he wouldn’t sleep much longer.

His fuzzy brain's insistence that coffee was more imperative than a shower has Jensen sleepily shuffling around the oversized couches, once again grateful they’d decided to move their bedroom to the main floor, spots the group in the kitchen muttered too damn early.

“That’s a bad word, Daddy,” JJ says, her frown a replica of his, “you owe the swear jar.”

“Your right, Birdie, sorry,” dropping a kiss on top of her and the twins' heads, stepping around them, pouring himself a mug, “remind me to pay it later.”

Hopping up on the counter, Jensen sips his coffee, savoring the black elixir rolling over his taste buds; he feels the caffeine penetrate his system, working its magic to turn his morning grumpyass into a civilized human watching his brood.

JJ and Arrow are busily festooning Quinn’s long, wonky braided hair with ribbons. Zeppelin and Icarus are sitting on the O’s lap, watching something on his iPad that's precariously balanced against her feet; felt his wolf purr in contentment, starting him when his mate materializes and gives him an odd look.

“Alright, y’all,” hopping off the counter, Jensen scoops up his son and flies him around, making airplane sounds, “Uncle Jeff and Aunt H/W/N will be here soon. What do all of you need to do before going?”

“Brush teeth and hair,” Arrow says, then looks at JJ, “grab our snacks from the fridge,” she reminds her, “and put them into our backpacks.”

“And do bath break!” Zep giggles as Jensen hands the pup to his mate and quietly says, “I wanna discuss something with Quinn.”

Jared reaches through their bond and finds a placidity in Jensen he hasn’t had for so long, but before he can deduce the causation, he gets distracted by the twins' squeals and escorts the pups upstairs.

Quinn eyes the older Alpha while securing a hair tie around her long braids, “what the fuck I do this time, Ackles?”

“Jared mentioned something about your leaving..”

“...I know ya' expected me gone before now...”

“...ya’ know what I expect?” Jensen snaps, mimicking her subtle accent, “I expect you to stop interrupting and let me get something out for fucking once! Now, could we please discuss this without fighting?”

Sitting at the dining room table, she says nothing, watching Jensen refill his coffee, grab another mug, and drops in a spoon of honey before pouring the brewed tea from the kettle, “Ya’ know how I take me tea?”

“I’m not a completely unobservant asshole,” Jensen self-deprecates, “you make a damn good cup of coffee,” he said, carrying both mugs over. “And I’m astonished how you balance everything, working at Emmer and Rye while keeping up with our hectic schedules. And what did you do to Jared?” Quinn looked confused, “you got him to put his wet clothes in the laundry instead of leaving them all over the bath. You’re either a witch or a goddamn miracle worker!”

“I gave him two options. Leave’um in the laundry or find itching powder in his clothing.”

“He’d just borrow my stuff...”

“...he did, once.”

“So, you?

“Clif said ya’ boy spent the day denying it was jock itch.”

Jensen was still laughing when the quartet came back downstairs, so Quinn placed both forearms on the table, leaning forward, and spoke softly, “okay, Ackles, the fucks going on with this little tête-à-tête? Cause ya’ been freaked the fuck out the entire time, so,” nodding to her mug, “What’s with the buttering up?”

“It’s about not leaving...”

“Quinns not gonna leave?” Jensen whipped around to find Arrow bouncing excitedly beside him, then she suddenly raced towards the front door, yelling, “Papa Jared, Daddy’s got Quinn to stay with us!”

Jared stood there scrutinizing the seated duo with an indecipherable expression.

“Looks like ya’ the one dropping me in the shitter this time, Ackles.”

tbc

Part V

SPN TAGS: @donnaintx @lyarr24 @flamencodiva @b3autyfuldisast3r @lassie-bird @nancymcl @spnbaby-67 @leigh70

Sam/Jared: @idreamofplaid Dean/Jensen: @thoughts-and-funnies @stoneyggirl2 @akshi8278 @beabutterfly987 @smoothdogsgirl @siospins2

GFA: @babypink224221 @waywardjoy @let-me-luve-you @all-4-wincest @ladysparkles78

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nick-keane · 9 months ago

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Welcome to Aurora Bay, NICHOLAS KEANE! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like RICHARD MADDEN. You must be the THIRTY EIGHT year old BOUNCER at OASIS. Word is you’re DETERMINED but can also be a bit BRASH and your favorite song is GIVE ME LOVE by ED SHEERAN. I also heard you’ll be staying in FISHERS COVE. I’m sure you’ll love it! @aurorabayaesthetic tw: death

BASIC INFOFull Name: Nicholas Blair Keane Age: 38 Date of Birth: July 16, 1986 Birth Place: Kent, England Occupation: Bouncer at Oasis Night Club BIO ○ Originally born and raised in Kent, England, Nicholas had a relatively normal upbringing: a stern and stoic father, a loving mother, and a rambunctious younger brother who followed him wherever he went.

○ Nicholas always had a knack for getting into trouble as a schoolboy, preferring to settle issues with his fists rather than his words. In fairness, it was always in defense of others who might be getting picked on, or in response to someone talking smack about his friends. Loyal to a fault , it still landed Nicholas in more detentions than his mates.

○ After secondary school, Nicholas enrolled in the British Armed Forces. He knew he wasn't the academic or studious type. He served for five years, and he would never trade those years for anything. It was a challenge in many ways, of course, but it also brought him to places and gave him experiences a young man in his 20s would not have otherwise had. For the first time in his life, he saw the world as much larger than just little ol' Kent. Nicholas would have continued to serve had it not been for his mother falling ill. He left the Armed Forces and spent a year taking care of things at home before stepping out to figure his own way.

○ With his relatively unique experience and skills, Nicholas began working as a personal bodyguard in London. In his initial years, for events like concerts or one-off jobs for VIPs and politicians. It wasn't very fascinating to him but it was a job that paid - and he supposed anyone at his age was supposed to get a start to their career. Eventually he found a steady job being a bodyguard for a wealthy family.

○ He started as a staff bodyguard, usually around the home or accompanying work. After some years and making a good impression, he moved his way up to private detail. Being more involved and closer to the family, he learned that there were shady dealings and fishy business happening, which he wasn't too keen about. He wasn't intending on staying long. He was keen to go out and figure out what felt like such a missing piece in his life; rediscover some of the joy he had from being in the Army. Those plans completely changed when Nicholas met her.

○ [Mei Lian's wanted connection] Falling in love. He really hadn't intended on it. Never really thought about it, either; always pegged that sort of thing for everyone else but him after his few experiences with girlfriends as a teen. But he did, and with the boss's married daughter, no less.

○ Nicholas's mother fell ill again, and he was needed back home. He saw it as an opportunity to run away with Mei Lian, and he asked her to come with - but to his heartbreak, she declined. Nicholas returned to Kent by himself. Unfortunately, Nicholas's mother succumbed to her illness this time and passed away.

○ With too much baggage and sadness surrounding Kent and London, Nicholas opted to leave and visit USA. He remembered a beautiful coastal town that Mei Lian spoke of when they used to dream of living a life together. For the past four years or so, he has lived in a mix of places, working similar but odd jobs just to allow him to continue to travel through the country and find this town - hoping to figure out where home was along the way. Some short months ago, Nicholas finally found himself in Aurora Bay...

TRAITS + Determined, Loyal, Courageous - Brash, Reckless, Astray

#aurorabay.intro #bio

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khlo-and-co-system-log · 7 months ago

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Our Intro!

Hello, my names Khloe and I am the host of The Constellation System! I'll get into introducing some of the members of my system soon but first some general info!

This blog will be used by any member of my system who feels like using it, and whoever posts/reblogs things will tag with their name or an emoji to show who's posting/rebloging. This is not a blog for any specific topic, so you will find many things shared through this blog!

(this is still a WIP, we are coming up with individual tags and/or emojis for tagging purposes, and so this post will be edited when we get that sorted, I will probably have each headmate include a short paragraph about themselves if they wish to, tbh I will make a post when this is finished~ )

*This is a fictive heavy system.

Before we dive into the intros keep in mind I will not share the ages of my younger headmates, as well, the ages of my younger fictives may not reflect their canon ages and so we ask you not to try and guess, thank you!

We are always open to new friends btw, if you feel we would gt along feel free to send anyone an ask/message!

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Now, onto some of the members of the system!

I already gave a little intro of myself but heres another one!

Khlo:

Host of the system, age 30, birthday is December 19. They/them pronouns.

Hello! I am going to be the one using this account the most, as I am the one usually fronting! I will share system related stuff, as well as whatever interests me (atm mainly Omori related things)!

My interests include art, I will probably share some to this account (and may be cross posted from my art account~), I like photography specifically with ether a Polaroid or Instax camera!

Fandom related things will include: Omori and Pokespe/Pokemon mainly, but there will be others (which i will list here as I think of them~)

*When I post, I tag things with 'Khlos thoughts', and when I reblog something I reblog it with 'khlo reblogs'

Now lets get to the intros of my other system mates!

Here's Blue:

Age 33, birthdays November 22, he/him pronouns. Blue is our protector.

I suppose I should mention this, I am quite attached to my source, and so I do believe my past life was from there, logically I’m aware this may sound idiotic.

Mental heath awareness is important to me, and I find myself interested in learning all I can, especially with what Khlos been diagnosed with to better help them.

Linkin Park is my favourite band.

When I post, I will tag things with 'blues thoughts', when I reblog a post, I will tag as 'blue shares'.

*** Note from Khloe: There is one in-system relationship, Blue and I (Khloe (the host) are together (dating since June 2019, married in headspace as of January 1 2021, and I tend to pda about him on here so heads up I guess? (I will come up with a specific pda tag for him and when I do I will edit this to reflect that).

Next we have Chloe:

Age 24, birthdays March 11, she/her pronouns, Chloe is another protector of the system.

Chloe is a fairly frequent fronter and as a heads up, she tents to swear a lot.

And here we have Autumn:

Age 25, Birthday July 25, she/her pronouns. Role unknown.

Something to know about me, I desperately wish to be the host of this system, however Khlo does not seem to want to give it up. What a shame. -Autumn

Next up we have Sunny:

Age: (redacted) HOWEVER he is an age slider but he has an age hes usually at 99% of the time. Birthday: July 20, he/him pronouns.

Sunny will refer to me (host) as Basil when he talks of me, so keep this in mind if he posts!

And next, Omori

Age (redacted), birthday: July 20th, he/him pronouns

Lastly (for those who have piccrews) is Aubrey

Age (redacted), birthday: May 23, she/her pronouns

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Below is a list of some of the remaining members of my system who do not have picrews! I may see if anyone is comfortable making one for themself in the future!

~ Skyress, she/her pronouns. (As far as we know, shes the one who has been in this system the longest, shes been with me from at least the age of 13).

Skyress will not have a picrew because shes non-human and is not comfortable making a human version of herself.

Skyress and I (host) have a mother/child relationship, when out, she tends to talk about when I was a kid, way to embarrass me/j : p

~ Mira, age unknown, she/her pronouns

~ Ellie, age (redacted), she/her pronouns

~ Kieran, age unknown, He/him pronouns

~ Sans, he/him

This is everyone I will list for now, there are quite a few dormant headmates who I will add to the list later on, for now, this is everyone you could potentially run into here!

#intro #plural system #did system #fictive heavy system

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umclite · 9 months ago

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THIS MAKE ALOT OF SENSE BUT MOST GIRLS WILL SKIP.

There's no lady at age 30-35 seeking for marriage who haven't been approached during 18-24.

Girls at the age of 18-24 years always attract serious men who are fully ready to marry them, but at this age most of our girls/sisters never wish to hear anything about marriage.

1. I'm too young for that.

2. Who cares about marriage.

3. I'm focused on my books.

4. I want to gather some money first.

5. Marriage is full of problems.

These are some of few statements ladies talk of at their youth age.

But these girls will be having serious & series of sex relationship with small boys of their age, because at that age, they always have high rate of boys, guys and men coming for them, but they will prefer to choose those boys rather than the real men who want to marry them. They are still young to marry right, but they are not young to have sex with boys.

No problem, God is watching you.

At age of 25-27, parents will start asking them the following questions;

1. How far?

2. Don't you have any one yet ?

3. Are you not planning to get married ?

4. Are you seeing that all your mates are getting married ?

5. Don't you know you are getting old?

But mind you, parents only see the outside of their daughters, not knowing there is nothing left inside.

With all these questions by her own parents, she will now be thinking and asking herself things like: My mates are marrying,

1. Does it mean am old enough to marry?

2. Hmmm, how should I go about it?

3. My boyfriends are not serious about asking my hand in marriage.

4. They are not even ready to marry yet.

5. Well, God knows the best. I believe in God.

See oooh...!, she has started putting her blame on God. "God's time is the best" OK, I agree for argument sake.

At age 27-30 they now start looking for men to marry not boys to have sex and play with again.

They will start looking for serious relationship that will lead to marriage, but unfortunately, at this age of 27-30 not all men will be asking their hand in marriage.

You will see them forcing themselves to marry a man who don't want to marry them. Please we beg you, leave us alone.

No single man at age 27-30 will like to marry a lady of 30-35. Now you hear the sisters say age does not matter.

My sister, it matters a lot.

Imagine buying a rotten tomato for $10 and your friend buys a fresh one for $7. Yes, that's how it feels like in marriage too.

Remember you rejected men because you think you were too young. What makes you think your old age does not matter to us?

That's why some men go back to their villages to find young girl to marry when the city ones are not serious about marriage and those that are serious happen to be old for them.

At age 30-35, her friends will ask her:

1. Why are you not married yet by this age of yours?

2. Is it not getting too late for you ?

You will hear her asking you some silly questions like...

1. Are you God?

2. Or do you want to marry me?

3. Is it a crime to be single at 30 or 35?

4. Did I see a man willing to marry me but I refused?

5. God knows the best for everyone please.

At age 30-35 they will start praying like never before, moving from one church to another. If she's a Muslim, she will start praying night prayers, fasting and dressing modestly.

If you ask her for dating, she would burst out to say:

1. My brother, I'm not like them.

2. Am looking for a serious man, a husband not dating.

3. If you truly love me go and see my parents for marriage.

4. I can't do anything with you without my parents concern.

Dear parents, they have started knowing your worth. When she was 18-24, she was doing everything without considering you as parents.

You don't expect a young man of 27-30 to marry you of 30-35 as his house wife when there are younger pretty girls out there.

Even if he chooses to ignore your age and marry you, his family and friends will discriminate you.

Men that will be interested to marry you will be of 45 yrs and above and mind you, those men are married with kids except you wanna be second or third wife.

Everything in life has its own season and time.

There's no lady at age 30-35 seeking for marriage who haven't been approached during 18-24. But by then, they were busily jumping from clubs/parties to hotel rooms looking for FUN not MARRIAGE.

Not everything is about prayer. God who created you has made a plan for you. But when you change the plan or miss the road, please don't disturb the peace of God. Because, He will be busy planning for your younger sister.

Think about this when you have time.

I'm Ugochukwu Michael Chidiebere your favorite homie. The chap with the bleeding pen.

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silvcrignis · 1 year ago

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“I mean technically you could & it would be typical annoying sibling behaviour & whatever you said would be taken with a grain of salt,” she chuckled. Normally she doesn’t show this much engagement in conversations in the Fog, even with him but… It was kind of a relief to talk about something normal even if she found that ironic coming from them who were both the OPPOSITE of that word, almost to the point of being it’s anti-thesis honestly.

“No one here is aware of much of anything about me. It’s usually none of their business & sometimes I just get bored in the middle of conversations & just leave… Less chaotic more fond antagonism. Besides Riek is bigger than me he can handle a few beatings & food stealings.”

“… I know exactly where he is right now. I know where he & Erika are at all hours, being a magical triplet is just like having a homing beacon on you & your siblings constantly. He’s sitting in my old room eating strawberry Poptarts & watching Jurassic Park, alone like the big loser he’s always been, Albert,” she snickered, rolling her eyes.

“Huh. My family is huge, I have three sisters & four brothers, my parents have literally been married for thousands of years so that’s honestly a pretty contained number. I used to have five brothers but Sept went & got himself killed. RIP in pieces mate, he had a good run though. Think he was about my age now when he died maybe a little younger, he definitely didn’t hit three thousand though,” she mused, though her nose immediately wrinkled from bringing up her actual age.

She didn’t ask why they were separated, that would be prying, she wasn’t really one to dig into every aspect of someone else’s personal life. If he wanted to tell he would & if he didn’t she would understand why. Somethings like that was rough ground to trend & she was shit at comforting people who would despise being comforted.

"I am not certain if she would ever describe me that way, but I cannot speak for her. Can I?." He shrugs, settling himself more comfortably in his chair. Though aware she had insulted him before with her "sit and spin" remark he surprisingly lets it go now, preferring to flip through the back in his lap rather than risk disrupting it with a potential fight.

"I was not aware you had an extensive family. Seems particularly chaotic from the sounds of your description of them." He pauses, glancing up midway through turning to the next page.

"Do you know their whereabouts or were they never drawn into The Fog?"

Besides a few exceptions, he cannot imagine that The Entity truly cared about keeping families united whenever she picked a new subject to join in the trials. But it did still happen on rare occasions. Siblings especially seemed to be the ones willingly kept together.

"I just had Alex mostly. Though we...spent a lot of time apart for a pivotal portion of our lives."

#manufactoredxbyxdesign #c: Keira #t: He Lived?!#v: Hunt A Killer (Dead By Daylight)

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hii the lack of kiri fics on here is driving me insane but i absolutely loved your one. can i please request kiri x metkayina! fem! reader who is arranged to mate with ao’nung when he becomes an adult but when the sullys arrive, she falls in love with kiri. the reader and kiri are in a secret relationship but they get found out and ao’nung is relieved that he doesn’t have to marry someone he doesn’t want to marry. the parents are angry but eventually let it slide and let the girls be. basically angst with a fluffy ending. thank you babes you’re carrying kiriblr xx🫡🫡

a promise of our love.

— pairings : kiri x fem!metkayina!reader.

— warnings : slight avatar the way of water spoilers. arguing. slight angst. manipulation. controling!ronal. slight vulgar language. 'arranged marriage'.

— author's note : ronal is a very mean btch in this one, but just for the sake of the story😭🙏 luv her in the movie tho, I'd never mess with her unlike the reader here💀

Metyakina people from your village somewhat viewed you as a golden. And it was reasonable as to why they view you as that. You were perfect, favored, and is held up to high expectations that you always convinced yourself you can achieve.

That meant you didn't have a hold of your own life as well. I mean, your parents already had your future set for you as if it was on some written paper before you were even born.

You were set off to be a mate of the son of the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk. A boy who you absolutely disliked for his awful personality. You would've been fine with someone else, but with him? No, you'd rather break your limbs than be with someone as horrible as him.

The boy obviously thought the same as obviously held distaste for you. Like just the mere sound and mention of your name is enough to make him roll his eyes.

Ever since it was announced you were to be the boys mate once you both were of age, it was then you absolutely held an inkling hatred for romance. You don't know how your parents are so happy with eachother despite also being set up when they were younger. They didn't make it seem like a bad thing, at all, when they spoke to you about it.

I mean, they were taken away from their own freedom to choose their own beloved, wouldn't they be mad?

Then you learned that they, in fact, did feel quite upset that they were set up. But they didn't hate eachother like how Ao'nung and yourself hated eachother, no, instead they masked their feelings and just accepted the fact they were already mated for life.

"You'll learn to live that boy soon, sweet child." Your mother spoke to you, skinning the vegetables of your food.

"I won't, mother, I never will. You can't just expect me to love him when I barely know him! Don't turn my life like yours and fathers, because it won't." You harshly spoke, furiously chopping the food ingredients in front of you.

"Watch your tone when speaking to your mother, child." Your father scolds, his arms crossing. You only scoffed, turning away as you let out a deep exhale, trying to calm yourself.

"You think I loved your father when I found out we were set, mated for life as well, child? No! In fact, I just hid my feelings, sucked it up, and accepted him," your mother speaks up, and then she points a finger at you, glaring, "you should too."

She then points at your food, smiling at you as if she hadn't just been going off at you, "Finish your food, my sweet, before it goes cold."

You lost all hope for whatever romantic was there in life. You've tried so hard to like the boy, you've learned alot about him, learned his hobbies, his likes and dislikes, but it wasn't enough to make you like him. It wasn't helping how he was pushing you away, as well.

There was probably no use in running away from the relationship as well since his parents are the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk.. You'd never want to disappoint those two, it would be like playing with fire.

Then a family from the Omaticaya clan arrived in your village. You had a weird feeling about them, but you shrugged it off as just some random feeling. That was until you made eye contact with one of the girl, and you felt something smart up in your chest.

Obviously the girl must've felt that too, considering how she flinched away and turned her attention back to the ground. You but your lip in thought, and suddenly you were curious about her. You weirdly wanted to learn more about her.. and to top it off, you wanted to befriend her.

The Olo'eyktan then stated that his children would be helping the Sully kids, and you silently cheered as you had the chance to talk to the girl. Since you and Tsireya were close friends, you thought you could offer to help her help the group of Omaticayas.

Thankfully she did.

You immediately took a liking to the girl. It took you some big courage to come up to her and strike up a conversation though, but thankfully she was pretty easy to approach. She talked to you more often as the rest of the days went by, and in those days you learned alot about her.

She had told you about how she was adopted into the Sully's, and you also found out how she was one year younger than you. She told you about her home back in the forest, told you stories about her life, and all those stuffs you never expected from her.

Then it was revealed that you had feelings for the girl. Yes, feelings. Something you never expected you'd feel, ever. You thought it was impossible that you'd feel such emotions, but the way Kiri makes you laugh, and how she treats you simply made you feel things. What did those cheesy girls describe it again? Butterflies?

You never understood what 'butterflies' meant. You simply thought they had some kind of disease they were feeling in their stomachs, but now you were proven wrong. It simply frustrated you how a girl can make you feel tingles.. was that normal? To like a girl? Your parents would probably be outraged by the thought, after all, they were so focused on making you Ao'nung's mate.

But you don't want Ao'nung. You wanted the girl. Kiri te Suli Tsyeyk'itan.

Even her name sounded majestic, geez.

You loved everything of the girl. The way she laughs and smiles at the silly things you say to her, the way she listened to you when you explained her simple examples of how to adjust to your ways, and the way she also loved the animals of your village. Everything about her was just so.. lovable.

You were always the type to hide from your feelings though. So you know what this meant. Yes, you kept your silly feelings to yourself. I mean, just liking a girl was as silly as it seemed, plus, your parents would never approve of it, even if Kiri were a boy.

It's always Ao'nung this, Ao'nung that.

You wished the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk never took interest on you. If they never had, they would've never had set you up with their son.

Despite your masked feelings, Kiri risked it all. She didn't know what you were feeling about her, fuck, she was even thinking that was just how you acted towards others. But when she heard her mother talk about her past relationship with her husband when they were younger, it gave her a motivational spark to confess.

Confess what?

Confess her feelings for you.

She wasn't scared, but she was nervous. She was done hiding away from everything. She was gonna come up to you, earn your attention and time, and make you listen to her as she spoke about her love for you.

And she did.

She did all those things I just said. It honestly surprised you for a while and you didn't know how to respond. Apart of yoh was extremely happy the girl also feels the same way you feel for her, but another part was also burdened by the fact it could probably never work.

Still, you accepted her confessions and you let her into your life.

Your mind shut down that time, and you ignored the thought of your parents disappointments as they yelled at you for being such a disobedient child. You ignored the thoughts of the village chief's voices as they shared their sharp and harsh words of disapproval, simply disgusted by your actions.

You've had enough of being a perfect child. You wanted to be free, and Kiri was the one to finally encourage you to do so.

It was then later on within a few days into your relationship, the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk learns about your bond with the Omaticaya girl. The Tsahìk was outraged, and called you into her family's home.

You hung your head down in shame as you hear the footsteps of the woman pace around the room. "How could you!" She yells, stepping in front of you. You sighed in annoyance, fixing your posture as you raised your head to face her, glaring.

Then your parents arrived, looking as equally as furious. "You're to be mated for life with my son, and this is what you do?! Disgusting girl!" She hissed, distressed as if she was the one being 'cheated on' right now.

You scrunched up your nose, equally as disgusted by her words. You see Tsireya and her brother arrive at the scene as they heard their mothers yells from a short distance and immediately went to investigate the scene.

"My life is my decision, Tsahìk. Not yours." You spoke up, looking into her eyes as she only let's out more growls. "You already know your set to be with my son, girl. Yet you go with that.. girl!," she yells.

She took a few steps near you, towering over your form. "How dare you."

Tonowari stops his daughter as she tried stepping in. The girl knew how you disliked of your forced relationship with her brother, and she understood why. She was always the one to comfort you whenever you ranted about how much you hated it, and about how much you can just easily run from the situation.

"Your son is not the one I love, Ronal. I've never loved him, not even liked him and you act as if you're just learning about this? You knew how much I disliked our forced relationship, yet you ignored it. Don't expect me to forever be with that boy, because I won't. He's not the one for me, Kiri is." You spoke, your voice slightly low as you didn't want other Metkayina's hearing.

The Tsahìk hisses at your words, face scrunching. "Silly girl. You think I care about your feelings for that girl? No, you're bounded with my son now. That girl won't interfere ever again."

You scoffed, "Ao'nung doesn't like this either, you know? We'll eventually have a way to break our bond. Neither will we let you stop us." Ao'nung's eats twitched as his name comes out of your mouth, watching as his mother snapped her head to look at him.

"How about you find another girl for that boy? Someone he actually likes instead of pushing him into relationships with girls he doesn't want. It'll make you look like a less of a bad guy." You said. The Tsahìk stays silent at your words, before outrageously pointing at the entrance of her home.

"Get out. I'm done with you, stubborn girl."

"You mad I'm right." You rolled your eyes, turning away from her as you walked away, purposely not waiting for your parents. Tsireya's gaze on you lingers as she worries for you, watching as your parents try to catch up to you, obviously already scolding you.

"Don't ever talk to that girl, Reya." Her mother states.

"But mother—" She tries to speak, but gets cut off by her father. "Listen to your mother, daughter."

"(name)! What was that back there?!" Your mother snatched a hold of your forearm, forcefully making you turn to her.

"Oh, are you gonna start lecturing me too? Oh, mother. I'm so sorry I like Kiri and not that boy! I'm such a disappointment," You sarcastically acted out, shaking your head. "Is that what you want to hear, huh?"

"(name)!" You father hisses.

You only scoffed, harshly jerking your arm from your mother's hold as you walked away from the two, hugging yourself as you tried to ignore the people's stare on you.

"(name)?" You hear a familiar sound of a boys voice. You sighed harshly as you recognized Ao'nung's voice, until you heard another nouce call out for you.

"(name), are you in here? It's Kiri." At the sound of her voice, you stood up from the rock and rushed towards the girl. Her gaze was on the surroundings around her, as she was unfamiliar of the place. Ao'nung had lead her to a cave when he saw her in the village earlier, as if she was looking for you. So he decided to help the girl. But first, he had to ask her sister where you always go disappearing to.

Your body engulfed the girl, hugging her from behind as she let's out a surprised sound, taken aback. You pull away from her as she turns around to properly look at you, and you noticed the worried look on her face. "Ma love. Are you okay? I heard what happened earlier.." She questioned.

Ao'nung sneakily slips away from you two, not wanting to see the cheesy ass romance happening.

You shook your head at her question, sniffing. "No. I'm not. I hate those people, they talk as if they know me personally."

"Hate is a strong word—" the girl speaks up. You shook your head, your hand coming to her shoulders as you gently held it. "No, Kiri, you don't get it. They're bounding me with Ao'nung so they'd force me out if my relationship with you." You tell the girl.

"Well.. that's fine. There's still a few more years let for you and him to finally mate for life, right? I'm sure their mind changes within those years."

"Not in a few years, love. They're bounding me this year. I can't believe this shit." You hissed at the thought, shaking your head in disbelief. Kiri's heart dropped at your words, eyes flicking all over your face to see if you were kidding whatsoever.

"What..?"

"I know, I know. I'm so sorry, love, I wish there was something I can do." You whispered desperately, a hand coming up to the back of her head as you embraced her against your collarbone.

"They can't do that. That's practically illegal."

"Man, I wished it was.. sadly it isn't though." You weakly joked, watching as Kiri looks at you with a saddened look. You grabbed her hand as you saw her expressions, immediately feeling guilty.

"But I promise, okay? I promise you, they won't force me with Ao'nung. I'm sure that stupid boy will eventually speak up for himself.. it's not only me who's the victim here anyway." You hummed, "But hear my words, love, my life will be with you. I'll forever be with you." You pressed your forehead against hers as you blindly promised to her.

She only stayed silent, letting out an exhale at your words.

"They can't do this to you, (name)." She shakes her head, wrapping her arms around you as she let's your scent engulf her form. "My parents can help.. they adore you, they'll help you stop this." She says, eyes flickering at the thought.

"Don't bring your parents into this, please." You pleaded.

"My parents practically love you, (name). They don't even have a problem with our relationship despite us being both girls and you're about to be mated for life with another boy. I'm sure they're willing to help you considering your situation."

"My mother has also been in this situation too, you know? She was promised to another man, but she loved my father instead of the man she was promised to." She informs. "Trust me, they'll help you in this." She pressed a kiss on the middle of your nose, slightly tickling you.

You hummed and nodded. "Thank you, Kiri." She let's out a breathy chuckle at your words, her hands grasping yours as she brings it up to your chests. "Of course, ma love."

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