#so instead they spoil the nieces and nephews

[sannin-three]

Remember that one Bayonetta meme

[roaringroa]

everyday i feel the want to be an aunt grow stronger and stronger

[yandere-fetish]

I can't help but think of...

A Foreign Yandere that's transferred schools, to your school, only to kidnap you for his dark desires.

A Foreign Yandere that takes you back to his country after deciding you're his darling.

A Foreign Yandere that has a family encouraging him to wed you then impregnate you right away.

A Foreign Yandere that shushes you to sleep while wiping your tears away. He always whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

A Foreign Yandere that makes sweet love to you when you're a good girl and treats you like trash when you try to escape.

A Foreign Yandere that keeps abusing your pretty pussy with his fingers in the mornings.

A Foreign Yandere that smiles at your adorable confused face when his family and himself speak in their mother tongue. He can't help but want to place you on his lap and feed you.

A Foreign Yandere that keeps you by his side constantly, and when you're not, he has his dogs watching you.

A Foreign Yandere that has three beaucerons or dobermans he's been training to trail his beloved wife and uses your clothes to have them identify you as said wife.

A Foreign Yandere that ends up having to physically remove his own dogs from his own bed to sleep next to his own wife. He's all ready been working all day, and now he has more hard labor to do?! Oh, you better be ready to give him something in return!

A Foreign Yandere that eats you out while you sleep, listening to the cute moans that send pleasurable tingles down his spine.

A Foreign Yandere that comes home one day and discovers you getting along with his mother and sisters.

A Foreign Yandere that can't wait to spoil you senseless once knowing you won't run away from him.

A Foreign Yandere that buys you everything you never needed and then some. He even splurges when buying food.

A Foreign Yandere that is very possessive. So much so, it takes your hand on his thigh and a sincere promise of spending quality time in the hot tub to quell his anger.

A Foreign Yandere that reinforces your promise and has you skinny dip instead.

A Foreign Yandere that refuses to stop fucking you, even when his older siblings walk by.

A Foreign Yandere that doesn't take no for an answer when it comes to your pleasure.

A Foreign Yandere that likes watching you play with his nieces and nephews.

A Foreign Yandere that's waiting to see you glow from pregnancy and to see you hold his child in your arms.

A Foreign Yandere that would spoil you and his child silly. He wouldn't just let you have all the fun with your newborn.

A Foreign Yandere that makes a great son, brother, uncle, husband and now father since you and your child have been added to the family.

A Foreign Yandere that smirks in satisfaction when you walk down the aisle, pregnant again, on your wedding day. He just can't take his eyes off you! And how could he when he has you as his beautiful bride and the wonderful mother of his children?

A Foreign Yandere that knows you won't try escaping him any longer when you've had his children and became his wife.

A Foreign Yandere that whispers his dream of having a house full of children that only his lovely little foreign wife can give him.

*sigh*

I just can't stop daydreaming about a Foreign Yandere.

[bigfatbimbo]

Hello, dearest!

Bill with a partner that's on par with him regarding powers and strength??? HOT. A partner that exceeds that? FERAL.

He'd be so fucking mad about it, but he'd also be so curious about the strength that you possess. Does he respect you? A little. Will that stop him from mouthing off and being the world's biggest brat? No. In fact, that may even encourage it. Maybe he wants you to break him. Maybe he wants you angry at him. Maybe he wants you to let out your frustrations using his body.

Think about it, babe. He's bitching and whining about how weak you are. How you're not enough to him cause really how can he expect you to make him scream and moan if you can't even handle him? Maybe he'll even attempt to dom you instead. Imagine him being secretly so giddy inside watching you boil with anger? He wants it. Give it to him.

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STANLEY PINES! THE MAN THAT YOU ARE!

Honestly? His vibes to me are he's either a brat or he's the best sub!guard dog. Hear me out on the latter, he's such a strong dude. He's making ends meet and underneath all that, I know he's tired. Thinking about taking care of him after a hard day? Make him empty his mind as soon as he's with you. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He doesn't have to think.

Maybe... he'll be even into collars? A more physical reminder underneath his collar that there's someone out there looking our for him and to take care of him. Praise him while you're at it. Tell him how much of a good boy he is for taking care of his niece and nephew. How good he is for helping his twin.

Also, sugar baby!Stanley? Let me give him money so all he can worry about next is how he's gonna wear for us ❤️ i wanna spoil that man to the next century.

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Hope you have/had a nice shift at work, babes!

xoxoxoxoxo

been ITCHING to answer this request because both topics are literally my jam, on my mind 24/7.

Bill with a s/o that meets or exceeds his power? That has been picking at my brain since it first crossed my mind. The tension it would cause because, in reality, he’d just be so resentful. I especially think he’d be curious about your power, as you said, and so purposely being a dick and insulting you beyond reason, just to see what you can do. That’s the reason, the nasty sex afterwards is just a bonus!

STANLEY PINES I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!!!11!1!1! I do not get enough Stanley requests. And him being a sub is so precious, like I really just want to tell him how good of a job he does for everyone, and make him feel appreciated :(

[iwishf1wasreal]

F1 Driver NSFW Profile: ✷ Lewis Hamilton ✷

smut ✷ 18+ readers only

I. Flirt. He’s a shy sort of suave. He wants to come off cool and laid back. Thank God he never has to worry if he’s dressed well. Lewis is all about eye contact, making sure to look over the frame of whatever sunglasses he’s wearing so he can hold your gaze. It’ll be hard for him to look away; maybe he’ll keep your eyes for as long as he can by looking back or walking backward. He’ll flash his million-dollar smile at you; make sure you know he’s noticed you too. If there are cameras around, he’s pretty much going to stand 40 feet away from you, but if it’s amongst the trusted inner circle or just the two of you, he is stuck to you like glue. When you first meet, he’s flirty in a relaxed sense; it won’t come across as him being particularly interested, just friendly. He takes his time sussing you out and getting a feel for you. But once he’s ready to make his intentions known, he’s laying on the charm. Making you laugh, taking any excuse to brush against you. II. Propositioning.   Warm hands caressing down your back, spending a generous amount of time on your ass before smoothing down your calves. He’ll peck kisses anywhere he can reach, his endless brown eyes meeting yours as his lips roam your body. Lewis wants to seduce and be seduced. He likes kissing–[loves] kissing. Has a hard time having sex [without] kissing. He wants your tongue hot and heavy in his mouth. Lewis likes to tease too. If the mood strikes and you start to put the moves on him, he'll play dumb. Straight up pretends not to notice, wait and see how far you’ll go before you push him down onto the sofa and straddle him.

III. Libido. It’s relatively high, but he’s also creeping up to his forties. Don’t get me wrong, he has no trouble getting (or maintaining) an erection, but it takes him a bit longer to get him up and ready…especially if it’s a night after drinking. So, he doesn’t mind a bit of soft play, whether it's your mouth or the soft glide of your hand. He’s not too picky. He feels so much closer to his partner during and after sex. Lewis feels like there’s no other connection in the world like it and would probably even be down to try sex magic if you were into that kind of thing. 

IV. Turn-Ons: tame & nasty. Tame: Expensive clothes. When you hold him close to whisper in his ear. Laughing with your head thrown back. A nice fitting pair of trousers. Pretty, fast cars. Private beaches and cabanas. Outdoor showers. Spoiling you. Facetime calls to show him what you’re wearing. Getting along with his mum and step-mum. Having inside jokes with his brother. Fitting right into a game of footy with his nieces and nephews. Musicality in any way, shape, or form. Shy silliness that he gets to draw out of you. Diamonds on bare skin.  Nasty: When he fucks you so good you can’t even get out a moan, and it looks like  you’re having a sexy exorcism. Pulling your panties to the side instead of just pulling them off. Lowkey always wants to get caught; fucks you with the windows of your cabana wide open, or herds you into the single stall. Tender love and care to his balls. When you tell him that his dick is the best you’ve ever had. Receiving unsolicited your nudes. Mutual masturbation. Lingerie sets with lace bras and satin panties. The way your ass kinda makes a heart-shape in certain positions of doggy. Titties in his mouth. Topless beaches with wandering hands. V. Self-stimulation. Ideally, he would be able to Facetime you, and you could figure out a solution together. He'll use a video if the timezone doesn’t permit that, and he’s not desperate enough to wake you or disturb you at work. He can still appreciate porn, but if he wants to finish, he’d prefer to do it to you. VI. Foreplay. He almost pays too much attention to foreplay. It’s like he’s in some kind of competition with himself to see how wet he can make you before he finally slips inside. As he’s come into adulthood, he’s realised how powerful the act of cunnilingus is. He has his own version of getting drunk off your sex, usually in the form of semi-incoherent philosophical babbles of how we’re all connected and how beautiful your pussy is.

VII. Rhythm. He likes to keep it fresh but prefers deep, unhurried sex. Taking your time getting to know each other and savouring the feeling of the two of you together. He’s not afraid to moan or let his nastiest thoughts roll off his tongue. Most often he’ll be asking how it feels, for you to be louder. He likes egging you on. VIII. How He Likes It He’s a classic man. Doggy has a special place in his heart. He likes plenty of other positions, too, of course. But there’s just something about getting to watch your ass shake as he disappears inside you. You bent over, wet and moaning and rutting back against him. Rarely do you get to feel like you have the upper hand on him–he’s got lightning fast reflexes, strength and confidence that often make you feel like he’s not even real. Except in the bedroom and he has your front pressed into the bed and you start to work to throw your hips back to meet his thrusts. He nearly busts right then and there every time. 

IX. Location, location, location. A hopeless romantic, ideally, he’d have rose petals all over the floor and candles littering the entire place. But that’s not always feasible, though he still tells you it’s what you deserve. And though he’d deny it, ducking his head to hide the burning on his cheeks but the hot tub seems to hold a special place in his heart. To the point where his buddies will point and giggle at it the second you’re aboard a yacht for the week or they notice it on the balcony through the curtains. Somehow, they always seem to be one on your holidays or hotel rooms. And you both do you best to use it to the best of your abilities.  X. Kinky. He’s open minded and easy to approach. He likes experimenting when he feels safe and he feels safest with you. Depending on the mood, he can be gently encouraging, complimenting and worshipping you into bliss. Or, he can be a little more demanding, a little less lenient and a little more mean. He’s good at playing. He likes playing…as long as you seem like you are too. Any fantasy you feel like trying, he’s all ears. Rarely will he outright deny you–about most things–especially sex.

XI. Bedroom aids/Toys He’s not stupid, obviously you use toys whilst he’s away or busy. He doesn’t mind adding them in with the both of you either. It really only took one time for him to watch your eyes roll back in your head after just two minutes on the second to highest setting. Lately, his latest exploration in the bedroom has involved plugs. Nothing gets his heart pumping blood to his crotch quite like when you bend over and reveal you’ve decided to surprise him with one. Something about the shimmer of something in your ass while he sheeths himself deep inside you feels like ecstasy. 

XII. Cum. He can go for a while. He’s old enough where he doesn't need to lay back and think of England. He would prefer to finish after you though with the ferocity of your sex life, it’s quite literally always a competition to get others to cum first. Ideally, he’d finish inside of you but obviously sometimes that’s not always fisable. Though, more than enough times have you two snuck off for a quickie and you’re left uncomfortably wet in your panties after.

XIII. Pleasure reciprocation. Lewis loves to go down on you. Likes hearing all your moans and whines and any other noise he can get you to make. When his focus is on you and getting you to cum, he turns into an assertive yet gentle figure. He has plans for you, he’d like for you to follow them. But he’s not above giving into your desperation or gently teasing you for how worked up you get. He can teeter more towards mean when he feels like it though rarely can keep it up. By the time you’ve finished, he’s melted back into his true self. Making sure you’re not too far gone or nothing got too out of hand. Despite it all though, he makes you feel like he’s hungry for you. Like just the site of you or your body could drive him wild enough to cloud all his thoughts.

XIV. Bonus.

“I wanna show you something,” Lewis tells you, head down with his eyes focused on his phone. You approach him in the living room but don't make it to him before the TV on the wall above him blinks on. It shows the generic home display before it goes black again. But it's only for a moment. Then, a grainy, night vision video starts to play. 

It takes you a moment to realise what is. It’s not until you hear the video playback what sounds like Lewis’ laugh. On screen, now  in clear view of the camera, you dragged Lewis to one of the outdoor sofas. Suddenly, you recognize everything in the video.

It from the boat trip you took a few weeks ago, traipsing around Greece with some friends before Lewis had to get back in race mode for the foreseeable future. It was late, all your friends had gone to bed and the crew had been tipped heavily to give you some privacy on deck.

You’re standing there watching yourself, watching your mouth meet his and moan in pleasure. In person, you don’t realise he’s even standing behind you until a gentle hand on your middle startles you out of your gaze.  

“You remember that?” he asks softly, with a small nod towards the TV. You nod, letting out a distracted ‘mmhmm’ as you keep your eyes on the screen. His other hand meets your other side, palms softly caressing against the t-shirt you wore. 

Back on the boat, you had already pulled Lewis free from the confines of his joggers. You were on the floor, on your knees. Even with the state of the art speakers Lewis had installed, you can’t make out what he’s saying to you on video. Just the soft rasp of his voice as he eggs you on.

“How did you get this?” you ask, your throat dry. You had taken him into your mouth on the boat, Lewis throwing his head back in pleasure on screen. It was nice to see him–actually see what he looked like while you gave him head. Up close was one thing, but watching the effect you had on him has your insides somersaulting.

“I told you I’d have them get rid of the footage.” 

Neither of you were stupid. You both knew something as risky as this would require some damage control but Lewis promised you he’d take care of it.

“Yes, but how do you have it?” you gulp after a particularly loud moan vibrates off the screen. 

Lewis doesn’t answer you, just laughs softly as he moves to start placing kisses on your neck. His hands move from your waist, roaming over your arms, then your shoulders. The roughness of his skin against the softness of your skin feels euphoric. But he stops the motion all too soon, one his hands clasping over each of your wrists. In front of you, your past self is already mounting your boyfriend, his hands eager to expose your breasts from the bikini you were wearing. 

Loud, lewd sounds fill the room, echoing off the TV and bathing the both of you in a symphony of your own moans. You can feel Lewis’ breath against your neck, his hands still holding your wrists. You watch as his hand slipped over your core, pads of his fingers finding the perfect spot to send you over the edge. The sight of it makes you hotter, your skin starting to feel clammy and stomach somersaulting. Instinctively, you lean further back into Lewis, trying to instinctually rut yourself against him for some kind of relief. 

But he’s not taking any of it. Just tightens his grip on your wrists and moves so you can’t roll your hips back against him. 

The sounds on the TV get loud. You can hear the sound of your bodies meeting amongst the huffs and moans. It doesn’t matter how much you beg, how pathetically you mewl at Lewis to let you do something. He doesn’t care. Doesn’t even really let you look at him. At best you can get is the cocky smirk and devious gleam in his eyes before he’s gathering both your wrists in one hand and fixing your gaze ahead by your chin. 

Your heart feels like its beating out of your chest. Your skin is sticking to your clothes, working up a sweat from how hot you feel underneath your clothes. Lewis makes you watch the whole thing like that. Forced to watch both orgasms he gave you. Forced to listen to the defeated sigh of satisfaction Lewis gives as you pulled yourself off of him. Forced to watch the glistening trail of yourselves that even the shitty security camera could pick up sliding down your leg.

You don’t even have to move to tell how wet you are once the TV finally turns off. Looking (and feeling) like you’re in a trance, Lewis chuckles proudly and presses a kiss to your hair. 

“Now, go upstairs. Take all your clothes off. And wait for me.” He says, pressing one more kiss to your temple. He pulls away just a touch so he can look you in the eyes. “But do not touch yourself.” He taps his pointer finger to the tip of your nose and pats your ass as your single to get moving. 

You do as you're told and head upstairs. Meanwhile, Lewis gets working on some drinks for the pair of you. He only gets as far as pulling his mock-Tequilas from the cabinet before he hears what at first sounds like your phone going off. But the buzzing he hears through the upstairs floor doesn’t stop. He freezes in place to listen. The buzzing keeps going, far longer than any ringtone would. 

As soon as he realises what you’re doing, he drops what he’s doing and makes a break for the stairs. You can hear him calling your name through the bedroom door as he takes them to at a time to get to you.

[nebulaafterdark]

More Than Anyone Pt. 4

Aegon x Velaryon(Strong)! Reader

Summary: Royal family dinner at the Red Keep is rather interesting.

Porn with heavy plot. MDNI, 18+ Only. Targcest, depictions of labor/childbirth, character death.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Family dinners at the Red Keep are somewhat of a farce. They do not enjoy breaking bread together, content to stick to their separate wings, their separate lives. Alicent and Rhaenyra especially.

Since Y/N and Aegon have wed, the Queen has stopped pushing for the Strong children to be declared illegitimate. Her son would be close enough to a King. He would be safe.

Y/N will make a fine queen. Alicent loves her like her own, but Y/N is stubborn. Aegon’s love has only proved to further spoil her. If she wishes her daughter to be heir, in spite of Alicent’s desires, she would do just that, and she has.

The Princess is seated between Jacaerys and Aegon. The Prince does not tolerate other men being so close to his sweet wife, even her beloved brothers. Or perhaps it was the fact that they are so dear to her that sets him on edge. If they had wed, in the true way of the Dragon, Y/N would’ve been married to Jace instead of Aegon. And the thought alone leaves a foul taste in his mouth.

Y/N keeps her husband’s hand in hers as she laughs, jesting away with her brother.

“Hello, little one. It’s your uncle, Jacaerys. Jace, if you prefer. Your sisters and brother enjoy my company, I hope you will too.” With that he leans away, happily and back to his meal.

My baby, Aegon seethes. The one I fucked into her. Not you.

Y/N brings Aegon’s hand to her belly then, watching with a tender grin as his face softens.

“Perhaps Jacaerys should focus on fathering a child of his own. Hmm, Baela?” Aegon says, directing his attention down the line of bodies. “You have been married a year now.”

“Aegon,” Y/N shakes her head as Jace’s hands ball in fists.

“It fills me with great joy to see you all getting along.” King Viserys tells the children.

“Indeed, Grandsire.” Jacaerys affords a tight lipped grin.

Aegon raises his cup to his father. They are not sure how much time the King has left, they all do their part to keep him happy.

Y/N pats her Grandsire’s hand across the table.

“My girl,” Viserys chokes out. “Mending our family whole.”

Y/N feels tears prickle at the back of her eyes, “I try.” She tries but never quite succeeds.

Luce is sat at the foot of the table, with Aemond at the head, near his wife Helaena. Lucerys chuckles to Rhaena at the way the pig jiggles when placed in front of his uncle.

This sets Aemond off, slamming a fist into the table as he stands. All eyes land on him.

“Aemond,” Alicent whispers.

“I should like to raise a toast, to my niece, Y/N and to my nephews; Jace, Luce and Joffrey. Each of them comely, wise….Strong.” Aemond meets their gaze pointedly. “Let us drain our cups to these Strong-”

“I dare you to say that again.” Jace rises to match him.

Daemon clears his throat, watching the chaos unfold. Rhaenyra shifting uncomfortably beside him, heavy with child.

“Why? ‘Twas only a compliment.” Aemond skirts round the table so they are face to face.

Y/N stands immediately, placing herself between them, facing her brother. “Ignore him.”

At this Rhaenyra, Daemon and Alicent spring to action. Lucerys and his wife not far behind.

Aegon takes his own brother aside, “bite your tongue.”

“Oh relax, brother. It’s all a bit of good fun.” Aemond purses his lips.

Even after they manage to get everyone back in their seats, Aegon cannot shake the image of Jacaerys’ hands upon her. Clasped in Y/N’s as she calms him.

When they are excused, Aegon follows his wife to the children’s rooms. Bidding them goodnight and sweet dreams, he feels a bit less on edge after that.

He helps Y/N out of her dress and into her nightgown once they are finally alone, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. Y/N reaches back, caressing his hair; soft and familiar beneath her fingertips.

“Thank you for what you did…standing up to Aemond couldn’t have been easy, but it moves me, deeply.”

“I will protect you, always.” Aegon tells her.

“You seem unnerved.” She nuzzles against his cheek.

“Jacaerys was quite…close to you this evening.”

“He is my brother.”

“The man you might have been betrothed to.”

“Aegon,” the Princess huffs a laugh. “You mustn’t do this to yourself. I love no one else the way I love you. It does not suit you to be jealous of my baby brother.”

He turns his wife to face him, tracing his thumb along the apple of her cheek. “You are the world to me. The thought of anyone taking you from me is one I cannot bear.”

“Aegon,” she cups his hand with her own, “I am not going anywhere. I’ve no desire to. I want to be with you, my love.”

Aegon nods, still not entirely convinced.

“Come here,” Y/N murmurs. Drawing him in until their lips meet. “I need you, Aegon.”

The Prince groans, the note of desperation rushing directly to his cock. He pulls her closer still, her belly pressed up between them, full of his babe. His child and hers made of love.

“Now, please?” Y/N purrs, stroking him through the fabric of his breeches.

He walks her back toward the bed, until it hits the back of her knee. “Lie down, sweetheart.”

“Here?” She breathes. Upon the short side of the mattress?

“Let your legs hang over the edge.” Aegon nods, removing his own clothes.

Y/N obeys, allowing her thighs to fall open for him.

Aegon runs his finger tips up her calf, to her knee, hitching her leg up past his waist, to his shoulder. “Is this too painful?”

“No.” The Princess quirks a brow.

“Good.” He removes her small clothes before resuming the position. His length poised at her entrance, pressing inside slowly so she feels every inch.

Y/N replies with a sharp intake of breath, accepting him eagerly. Her cunt is hot and tight, sucking greedily at his cock as he pulls out, only to force himself back in.

Aegon allows her a few moments at this pace, working her open as not to cause discomfort. She prefers to keep a bit of modesty about her as she swells with child. Her husband entertains this by allowing her nightgown to remain on during intimacies. Watching her little pebbled nipples strain against the thin fabric.

“Fuck,” Y/N whimpers as he begins moving faster.

“That’s right, sweetheart.” Aegon growls, kissing her inner calf, held up against his shoulder to drive himself deeper. “I love fucking you.”

Y/N reaches out between them, putting a hand to his hips. Her eyes wide as Aegon’s thrusts quicken.

“Use your words, pretty.” He continues battering the sweet spot inside her.

The Princess whines a bit more. “I-”

Aegon takes mercy on his love, finding the worlds for her. “You are so sensitive.”

“Please, Aegon.” Faster. Slower. Harder. Softer. She wanted all of these things at once.

“I know, my dearest love.” He tuts at her.

She fumbles around for his hand. “Need you.”

“You have me, sweet girl. Right in your perfect little cunt,” he cooes. “I’m going to take care of you.”

The Princess nods, rapidly. Face screwed up in unbearable pleasure, fighting for breath as Aegon pushes her higher; until she tumbles over the edge of bliss.

Trembling, sobbing and squeezing his hand. The force of her release threatening to shove him out as she coats his length and thighs in her slick. The poor thing jumps when his forefinger finds her pearl, still swollen and throbbing, coaxing more wetness from her.

“That’s my girl. Let me see you, Y/N. Give me your eyes.” Aegon murmurs.

Her lids peel open, blown pupils meeting his. “I want you to come for me. Please? I need it.”

“You need it?” He chuckles. He’s trained her well.

“Please,” she cries. “I love you, please.”

“I love you too, dearest.” He murmurs against the leg upon his shoulder. And oh how her love was a weapon to wield. Breaking past every obstacle in it’s path; reshaping him into something new. He circles her bundle of nerves faster. “You’re going to have to come again, all over my cock. Then I will give you every last drop. Can you do that for me?”

“Just for you.”

His erection twitches within her warmth. Her words alone threaten to pull him over the edge. Aegon allows her leg to fall back to his waist, her bump is nearing the point where he cannot reach her lips when leaning over. So he takes advantage while he still can.

She tangles her fingers in his hair, content to be full of him, loved by him. To please him and to satisfy his every desire. That is the depth of her love for Aegon…and it terrifies her.

Y/N comes apart again, milking his length for what feels like an eternity as Aegon pumps his release deep within her. Feeling tears come, hot and unbidden against the crook of his wife’s neck.

“What troubles you so, my love?” Y/N wonders, stroking his silver locks, patiently.

How can he explain it? For he does not understand himself.

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“Princess.”

Y/N’s lady in waiting startles her awake, Aegon’s arm still draped over her side, only the bed sheets covering them.

“I am sorry to wake you, but your presence is requested by the Princess Rhaenyra.”

“My mother?” Y/N springs from bed. “Help me dress, please.”

“At once, your grace.” The woman nods, moving dutifully toward the armoire and gathering the first dress her hands stumbling upon.

The closure seems to take longer than usual, perhaps due to nerves, or the fact that they both fumble around in the dim lit room. “Have you any idea what’s happened?”

“I could not say, Princess.”

“Of course,” Y/N takes a steadying breath.

“But…it may be her labors.”

“Her labors?” It is far too soon.

“I cannot say for certain.”

“Very well,” Y/N understands. “Thank you for telling me what you know. If Prince Aegon wakes while I am away, please let him know I will return soon.”

With that Y/N takes leave, down the corridor, fast as her legs will carry her. One hand held to her belly as a side stitch seats itself beneath her ribcage.

Rhaenyra is hunched forward, grasping the windowsill, groaning through her contraction.

“Mama?” Y/N breathes out.

The woman releases a low moan, gathering her strength before she speaks, reaching a hand toward her daughter. “My darling girl, this revelation is a heavy one and I do not wish to burden you with it, but I’m afraid I must.”

“It is alright,” Y/N shakes her head. Taking Rhaenyra’s hand for comfort.

“Your Grandsire Viserys has passed. Few are aware, but the news will soon spread. Ow- fuck.” Rhaenyra falters.

“What can be done?” Y/N squeezes her mother’s fingers.

“With my father dead, the Greens will demand the throne be swiftly claimed. You are my heir. If I do not survive this night, you shall be Queen.”

“I-” I cannot lose you.

“Go. Make your preparations.” Rhaenyra chokes out, “nothing is to be done while I’m abed. Daemon is seeing to that, you needn’t worry.”

“I worry for my mother.” Y/N blinks back tears.

Rhaenyra cups her daughter’s face in hand. “I will not go quietly.” Rhaenyra will fight.

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Part 5

[idyllic-affections]

So I JUST got this idea after reading your mist recent adoptive dad!Kaveh piece and now it WILL NOT leave my mind. You emphasized on how his child's emotions are his emotions and how he's much more empathetic when it comes to them. So naturally, as a connoisseur of all things angst, I keep thinking how Kaveh will handle it when his child has their first heartbreak! Being so emotional himself will he be able to hold up or will he cry with them? and I wonder what the rest of them will do, there's just so many possibilities

how is [name]'s first heartbreak handled?

summary. how does [name]'s platonic co-parenting family respond to their first breakup?

trigger & content warnings. gaslighting, tough breakups, abusive behavior, lots of tears, & medical malpractice (briefly and pretty non-seriously).

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. hurt/comfort. tighnari & reader, alhtiaham & reader, adoptive dad!kaveh & reader, cyno & reader, collei & reader. 1k words. they/them pronouns for reader. this post is an expansion of what if kaveh adopted a child?

author's thoughts. THIS IS SO TASTY THANK YOU FOR SENDING THIS.... ive never been in this situation before nor do i really understand what heartbreak feels like so i just kind of went with the flow. focused mostly on what [name]'s lil family would do and how they'd all react. anyway keep sending me your adoptive dad!kaveh thoughts guys i love this kind of interaction haha <3

tighnari is furious. alhaitham is level-headed and logical as usual, but not indifferent. kaveh cries with them. cyno is livid. collei is calm, comforting.

kaveh is very sensitive to his kid's mood; i have indeed emphasized this already. he knows when something is wrong. he senses the shift in their mood almost instantly. depending on where they are, he may or may not be the first to know.

do they return to gandharva ville after they break up with their first love (for the sake of angst, let's say it's because the ex-lover in question sought to abuse and take advantage of their selflessness, but [name] was not having it, and they were gaslit upon pointing it out and ended up being called needy)? if so, tighnari will know first.

archons forbid their ex ever show up at gandharva ville for any kind of treatment. tighnari will treat them, yes, but he will make it hell. he will make it worse before making it better. medical malpractice? no, that's not what it is, silly. he's not even a licensed doctor! how can he commit malpractice if he doesn't practice medicine in the first place?

...

tighnari can think all he wants about doing such a thing, but he really wouldn't. he couldn't do something like that. he'd have a guilty conscience forever if he did. however, that does not mean he won't give [name]'s ex attitude. oh archons, he has all the attitude in the world to spare for the asshole who hurt his nibling (a/n: that's the gn term for niece or nephew).

[name] is not needy. sensitive and clingy at times, perhaps, but needy? tighnari scoffs at the idea. they're self-sufficient, if anything. the simple truth is that [name] likes affection because they were spoiled with it when they were little. the fact that their first love gaslit them in such a disgusting way makes the forest watcher's blood boil.

"[name]..." he'd sigh, heart squeezing painfully in his chest as he held them against his chest, unable to do much of anything except listen to the way they sobbed. tighnari's tail instinctively curled around their waist. "it really is not your fault. some people are just... horrible like that. ultimately, you deserve better, so this is for the best. it may not feel that way right now, but one day, it will."

do they return to kaveh and alhaitham's shared home instead? is kaveh home? if not, then alhaitham will know first. it isn't improbable. kaveh is often away on work trips, so it isn't hard to imagine that the akademiya's scribe would know first.

alhaitham hates seeing kaveh cry. he wishes he would stop expending himself to a harmful extent for the sake of others.

he also hates seeing [name] cry. why should they spend time crying over a manipulative asshole who had no capacity to understand them as a person? they shouldn't, and yet... they are.

like tighnari, alhaitham sighs. he's stroking their hair away from their face with one hand, stopping every now and then to gently pat their tears dry, even though his efforts are fruitless; they end up crying more regardless of how many times he dries their face. their head is laid in his lap. it's the least the scribe can do until kaveh gets home.

"[name], they're not worth your time. you were raised to be kind and emotionally articulate. it isn't your fault that they tried to take advantage of that."

he sighs again.

"i'm proud that you refused to let them manipulate you."

alhaitham's blatant, clearly-worded praise is rare. it soothes their soul a little.

if kaveh is home, however...

they will be sobbing in his arms within the hour. he always knows when something is wrong, and when something is wrong? he's there to support and console them. that is what any good father would do. kaveh's heart shatters on their behalf when they manage to choke out between tears that their love had so callously tried to abuse the kindness they offered to all those around them.

kaveh undoubtedly cries with them, holding their figure tightly against his.

"honey, it—" he chokes, aggressively wiping his face with one hand while the other remains secured around their waist. "it's not you, okay? it's not your fault. people, they— they like to try and take advantage of things they don't have. kind people don't take advantage of kindness. good people don't take advantage of goodness. you did well. you handled it well."

cyno will always be the last to know, regardless of what order everyone else finds out in.

cyno is also the most furious.

it's probably in [name]'s ex's best interest to flee the country. the wrath of general mahamatra cyno is an utterly horrifying thing to be the target of. he won't physically hurt them, no (although he would have to put all of his self control into practice in order to not knock all of the kid's teeth out...), but he will make it very clear that he does not want them anywhere near his nibling ever again unless it's to apologize, and even then... he had better not see them lingering too long.

the next time he sees kaveh and his kid, cyno plants a firm hand on [name]'s shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, saying, "they won't bother you again."

a slight chill runs up their spine at that. "...what did you do to them..?"

"don't worry about it."

anyway congrats to [name]'s manipulative ex! they have made enemies with four of the most influential people in sumeru <3

(and as a little bonus treat:

collei, now in her late teens, is some kind of mix between tighnari, alhaitham, and kaveh. she's not mad. she's just disappointed, really; she loves [name] like a little sibling and just doesn't understand why anyone would knowingly hurt them. she knows very well that such cruel people do exist—she was the victim of one such person, after all—but... it's so hard for her to fathom. collei is very gentle and understanding in this situation, letting them cry on her shoulder for as long as they need to. once their tears have dried, she takes them out on patrol with her.

she makes them fresh pita pockets over a fire and spends the afternoon laughing and joking around with them to help them feel better. she'll even tell one of cyno's awful jokes if it will make them smile. <3)

adoptive dad!kaveh taglist: @kaoyamamegami. send a non-anonymous ask to be added. please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

[castiwls]

january 24th - s.w

Pairing; Sam & daughter (oc) kinda

Synopsis; January 24th is a quiet day in the Winchester house

Warnings; angst

Notes; Ok so. I meant to post this a few days back and forgot lmao but basically long story short I was lying in my bed when this idea hit me. It probs makes no sense but it's set post-final. I also listened to Marjorie while I wrote this so take from that what you will.

Masterlist

What died didn't stay dead What died didn't stay dead You're alive, you're alive in my head

The house was quiet. He rolled over and saw the clock flashing 10:15 am. She must have taken the kids to school before going to work he assumed as he closed his eyes again.

Sam loathed this day. Every year it would reach a new year and instead of being happy to bring the new year in it felt like a great weight on his chest. January 24th was the worst day of the year for Sam Winchester.

He lay in bed simply staring at the ceiling. He wasn’t surprised that no one had woken him up. It was common knowledge to anyone around him that he did not function on this day. It was almost like he regressed back to the person he was 20 years ago in that barn.

And damn had it really been 20 years. That realisation only made it hurt more. 2 full decades with his brother.

2 full decades of his life Dean had missed. 

He felt angry. Angry that just when life was looking good for once one last curve ball was thrown and suddenly Sam was doing this alone. He was angry for the life that his brother never got to live. Angry that he never got to meet his niece and nephew. Angry that he never got his own family.

He lay there stewing in his own guilt, anger, and grief before the sound of the bedroom door opening caught his attention. 

Sam turned his head to see a figure peeking out from behind the door. He felt a small smile grace his lips. “Shouldn’t you be at school?” He winced slightly at how raspy his voice sounded.

The door slowly opened more and in stepped his youngest Hailey. She was only 14 (recently 14) yet every day more and more she reminded him of his brother. Her own brother Dean didn’t resemble his uncle much and in a way Sam was grateful. Sometimes around this time of year saying his name could be too much, he didn’t know what he would do if his son also shared his brother's looks.

“Told mum I was sick. Didn’t wanna leave you alone.” She said quietly as she walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. Sam sat up and sent her a weak smile. He simply watched her for a moment. She didn’t look much like either of her parents. She didn’t have Sam’s brown eyes or her mother's nose and hair. No Hailey Winchester had Dean green eyes, she’d had his blonde hair which had naturally darkened to a light brown as she had aged. She had his nose and most hauntingly his smile.

Sam tried to push the comparisons away. He knew it wouldn’t do him any good. He lifted the cover beckoning her to get into the bed. She grinned and accepted his invitation.

Sam felt his heartbeat pick up at her grin. Yet again all he saw was his brother.

Hailey moved closer to her dad allowing him to wrap an arm around her. “I would ask if you're ok but it seems like a stupid question.” She joked trying to soften his mood.

Sam chuckled before nodding. He pressed a kiss to her head before sitting back. Hailey was quiet for a long moment but Sam could tell she was thinking about something.

“Whatcha thinking about?”

“Do you think he would have liked me? And Dean?” 

Sam stiffened slightly at her question. He thought for a moment before smiling. “He would have adored you both. Would have spoiled you both too.” Sam smiled softly.

She smiled up at him with that damn smile. She settled back down into his embrace. “I wish I could have met him.” She said quietly.

Sam looked down at her and ran a hand through her hair. He wanted nothing more than for Dean to meet his children. Hell, when he’d first found out he was gonna be a dad the first thing he had done was go to call his brother. Then he remembered and put the phone down with a heavy heart.

He was quiet for a moment. He’d never really told Hailey much about her uncle. Sure he’d told Dean but he was older and he didn’t wanna freak Hailey out. Taking a deep breath Sam turned to his daughter. “I never told you about what happened when I left Stanford did it?”

He knew he would have to tell her the truth sooner or later. Tell her about the life he had lived before she’d been born. He glanced over to the clock. They had a good few hours before anyone would be home.

I know better But I still feel you all around I know better But you're still around

[aforestescape]

konig - unplanned pregnancy

…just because i got my birth control removed and i’m in the mood for it

content includes: unexpected pregnancy, afab!reader, gn!reader, pervert!konig, fat!konig supremacy, mentions of co-erced pregnancy, descriptions of sex

you and konig at this point have spent a few months being friends with benefits. it was entirely your choice not to cross any boundaries past that. a decision that konig vehemently disagreed with but he kept it to himself. now wasn’t the time to pressure you into dating. he could enjoy your days hanging out or studying together. the texts in the middle of lecture to meet at your dorm for a quickie between classes.

no matter your conversations on relationships and you being steadfast in not wanting to date, konig knows that you’re his. maybe it’s a bit malicious, the joy that goes through him as you sit on his bed in tears. head in your hands as you try to speak past the need to sob at your predicament.

you should’ve known. should’ve been more careful. with the amount of time you two spent in each others beds or really any place you could manage privacy. betting on all the plan b’s you’d taken to keep your from getting pregnant even though you were aware it wasn’t safe to take so many frequently.

all the times you’d moan out around him. nails digging into the rolls on konigs back as he pounded into you. his own pathetic whines echoing in the space with yours. strings of english and german. asking, begging you to let him cum inside of you. to let him fill you up, how gorgeous you’d look swelling with his seed.

he loves the idea. thinking of you round and glowing with his baby. maybe even twins, they run in his family after all. wondering if they’d have your skin complexion or his pale freckled one. if their hair would grow in ginger like his as a baby only to change to a deep brown when he got older. if they’d have your love for reading or his for video games. if you’d look at them with as much joy as you did your nieces and nephews.

it was something he’d hoped he’d be able to convince you with time. you’d spent so many months at this point with each other. he’d let you cry in his chest when you were having a hard time. let you complain about classes to him and he’d spoil you with his money. eager to show you how well he could take care of you if you’d just give him a chance.

surely you’d realize soon enough he was the one person for you. and he’d thought about this outcome too. trapping you with him for life. if you wouldn’t date him, wouldn’t admit the feelings he was sure you had for him then he’d just take matters into his own hands. it’d be so easy to knock you up. you were so greedy when it came to his cum. quick to get on your knees and worship his thick cock. eager to lick the copious amounts of cum from your hand after giving him a handjob.

everytime he begged to cum inside of you, to mark you as his he could fill you tighten up around him. your perfect cunt milking his cock till he was overstimulated and whining into your neck.

he’d recall the times you’d ask him to cum for you, to fill you up whenever he had to take his hard and leaking cock into his own hand.

think about how good you always look rolling your hips as your soaking cunt rubbed against his fat stomach. using him as a toy while begging for his cum as if you weren’t denying yourself. a part of him angry to be wasting what’s yours. wasting his potent seed when he could be filling your perfect body up instead.

so konig could hardly hold back the joy he felt as you sobbed next to him on his bed. arm wrapped around you in comfort as you tried to speak through your tears. crying about being pregnant, how you both should’ve been more careful. you’re still in school, both still studying for the separate futures you wanted to build. and now those plans were taking a sharp turn with two little pink lines.

he’d rub your back as you cried into his chest, tears soaking his shirt. mind already filling with baby names and how he’d introduce you to family. they’d love you, he knew it. his family would easily accept you with his babies swelling inside of your belly. you’d grow to love and accept him now, you had no choice.

once again found a finished work in my drafts i forgot about whoops. have a few more so i’ll prob post something tomorrow, hope you enjoyed🙈🫶🏽

[mushroomates]

merry headcanons

as a child, he sincerely believed he could talk to cats. this ended at age 13.

can do cartwheels. pippin cannot. this is brought up in arguments more frequently that imagined

has a filter, contrary to some of what he says. he also acts as pippins filter

possesses an uncanny ability to sniff out weed. can tell the quality of such by smell alone. can also tell you where it may have come from, and how it was grown

has a small patch of cannabis growing in a back room of his estate. it used to be a sunroom but is now a greenhouse/weed lab.

merry religiously documents it’s growth, soil conditions, exposure to light, and most importantly: potentness

unfortunately this has manifested in a very strong but unpleasant tasting plant. this sort is hearty, can grow under any conditions, but really just tastes/smells. absolutely awful.

he did try and recruit sam into helping him until sam realized what was going on and wanted “no business in such a practice”

uses samples saved from the whole Saruman takedown and propagates what he can. also keeps some for comparison. he is very organized with this and has a whole spreadsheet he references frequently

merry also likes to know where everything is at all times. he’s not super weird about it but everything does have its place and he will know if you move it

got into furniture making. makes. questionable, ‘innovative’ ‘contemporary’ and ‘unique’ pieces

in reality it’s because he likes to make chairs that specifically make people want to leave because of how uncomfortable they are

like. he loves his family. but sometimes they get the squeaky chair. there’s a table with one leg slightly smaller than the rest that makes everyone uneasy. a couch that is just too low to the ground and cushy, so that you sink in but your legs are cramped. there’s a chair with the back curved slightly too steep, so when someone sits in it their posture is terrible. it also has a shorter than normal seat so you can’t scoot forward either

it’s not torture. people can endure it. it’s just mean to make sure no one does for very long.

this set is strategically in the foyer, so if he likes you well enough you’re granted entity into the living room with normal furniture. which is very tastefully decorated and has framed artwork of his many nieces and nephews.

he absolutely adores the littlest members of the shire and will spoil them however he can

draws maps of the most absurd things. just. maps that no one even asked for but are delightfully absurd

“directions to bagend, avoiding all dogs, aunts, sheep and red mail boxes” “brandybuck estate, but only the trees” “every pub in the shire, and who to avoid on your way back from a good time”

and, famously, “pippins brain”

this is a circle, and in it, two singular dots

one saying “pipe weed” and the other “bad ideas”

there use to be a third dot, that said “lack of cart wheels” but that has been a angerly scribbled out (culprit is still a ‘mystery’ )

decent navigational skills

of course, no one listens to him.

judges the annual pie contest

is actually. really good at it. has a very defined palette dispute the copious amount of weed he smokes

“is that rubarb? it adds a wonderful complexity to the strawberry and pistachio- though, i’d recommend not using molasses next time instead try brown sugar.”

like. merry. why do you know these things.

also judges the pie EATING contest. this is because there is a scandalous amount of cheating and he was part of a huge pie-in-the-trousers bust and now sits in the jury as an esteemed member

pippin thinks he’s a traitor to the cause. this is because pippin was a primary perpetrator in said pie-in-the-trousers bust.

has two pet rabbits. by pets i mean fellow members of the “raiding farmer maggots crops” club, who he saved from a few rodent traps and took home

merrys morals, to recap, does not allow him to permit pie-crimes, but he is totally okay with casual thievery

did not have the heart to said rabbits as they were cut from the same cloth. he let them out the back yard once he got home and they just. kind of. stayed

their names are gandalf and gandalf because ones gray and ones white. many hobbits have been taking after that and also naming their animals gandalf. this of course pisses gandalf off to no end.

is a great babysitter. mature enough to not get into trouble but still has a childish sense of adventure, and lots of stories

he is the trusted fun uncle. pippin being the reckless fun uncle.

he acts stories out more than tells them to the kids, as his way with words is not so great as his way with sound effects.

also makes his own sock puppets and will occasionally put on small shows for the kiddos during family gatherings. fan favorites are “merry takes down the witch-king” “the march of the ents” and “the hobbit who couldn’t cartwheel” (the last ends with the hobbit simply learns to accept that everyone has different talents- something not true to life because pippin still hasn’t accepted this)

is high key very smart. doesn’t do a lot with this. he prefers to enjoy the simple things in life, and has found that so long as he makes sure he and his are looked after, life can be very easy.

that being said. he is not as care free as he’d like to be

is very prepared and well organized. has rations for days and a go-bag, even in his later years. everyone mocked him for years but it took him maybe ten minutes to grab everything and join up with frodo and sam. he also has extra go-bags, which is why it only took pippin 15 minutes (an extra five because pippin lost his bag about two seconds after merry gave it to him)

merry got the “anxiety” hobbit gene that manifests in being (only slightly) a prepper. there’s cans of beans and fruit as well as bottled water hidden in the cellar of the brandy-buck estate. enough food to last nearly five years, but for a hobbit, three.

this gives him peace of mind, as he knows he is prepared for whatever life gives him

he also knows he has braved many things before and anything that may come now will be significantly less of a hardship

he will never have to face down another witch-king, or more importantly, go without second breakfast

[rabbitsrams]

could i get some schlatt and his gf/wife finding out they're having a baby / dad!schlatt pls? </3

also can i be ☄️ anon? (if it's ok and the emoji is available ofc!!)

omgggg i love this sm it's so sweet :( also this got a LOT longer than i thought lmao enjoy

♡ you and schlatt have been in a committed relationship for a few years at this point. marriage was on the table but kids you weren't so sure

♡ you personally wanted to have them but you never really talked to schlatt about it because it was not really in your thoughts at that time

♡ but that all changed when you noticed you had missed your period and it was a couple weeks since you two had sex

♡ you bought like five different pregnancy tests from the pharmacy

♡ and all five were positive

♡ you freaked out, naturally

♡ schlatt was off recording something so he wasn't home

♡ you called your best friend and told them you were pregnant, they were happy but also wanted to support you

♡ you didn't want to abort or anything but at the same time you weren't sure what schlatt wanted because he never expressed interest in having a kid

♡ you've seen him with his nieces and nephews before and he was great with them

♡ his little niece made him a friendship bracelet and he didn't take it off till you went home

♡ him showing off his old consoles to the nephews

♡ playing outside with all the kids

♡ (idk i feel like schlatt would be great w/ kids hehe)

♡ you didn't think he'd be opposed to the idea but you also were unsure

♡ regardless, you knew you had to tell him that night

♡ he came home in the early evening with plans to simply order in food and relax the rest of the night with you and the cats, but he was greeted by you on the couch nervously stimming

♡ "babe? are you okay?"

♡ "there's something i need to tell you."

♡ it's a bit hard to outright say, "i'm pregnant." you pace around the apartment trying to say the right words, but instead opt to simply show him the positive pregnancy tests

♡ "you're pregnant?"

♡ "uh huh."

♡ he has to take a moment.

♡ he has envisioned himself with a kid a couple of times in his life

♡ but only as a passing thought

♡ he was more unsure about how you would feel because you never expressed any interest in having them either

♡ but now, in that moment, he imagines your family

♡ and a huge smile spreads across his face.

♡ "you're pregnant!" he's so happy now omg :((

♡ "you want to keep it?"

♡ "only if you want to."

♡ so yeah! you're keeping it :)

♡ he goes to every doctor's appointment with you

♡ and also to those classes that teach ppl about giving birth, how to hold the baby, etc etc

♡ reads all of the parenting books with you

♡ you make way too many baby yuto jokes

♡ "you better not treat them like you treated that toy baby"

♡ "I WON'T!"

♡ is so sweet when you're having mood swings

♡ also brings you anything you want esp if you're having weird pregnancy cravings

♡ i feel like you'd want to keep it a surprise so you ask ppl not to get pink/blue shit for the baby shower

♡ he wants a son but you don't really mind if it's a boy or a girl.

♡ okay so going to the hospital

♡ you go into labor on a random night, thankfully you're not anywhere in public, you're just chilling at home

♡ the baby bag is all packed and schlatt speeds to the hospital to get you in a room

♡ is there for you the whole time

♡ gets you ice chips

♡ holds your hand as you push it out

♡ softly reassures you that you're doing great, he's so proud of you

♡ he's so excited to see the baby :(

♡ if you have a boy, he's absolutely overjoyed.

♡ but if you have a girl? omg. he vows to protect her and spoil her rotten.

♡ she'd be his little princess FOR SURE

♡ ik schlatt has said he wants a son but he'd be such a girl dad and i absolutely LOVE that idea sm

♡ but either way he loves his kid the moment he holds them in his arms

♡ if schlatt had a son:

♡ he'd teach his son how to play baseball for sure

♡ v supportive if he does decide to pursue baseball as a hobby

♡ is there for his tryouts and helps him practice

♡ goes to all his games even if they're away

♡ and even if he doesn't want to do a sport, is super supportive of anything he wants to do

♡ doing a lot of "manly" things with him (manning the grill, car things, building a shed, etc)

♡ attempts to give him a cigar but you're like no. absolutely not.

♡ omfg schlatt showing him all of his old consoles and stuff and them playing video games together

♡ also they def build his first pc together

♡ schlatt going on drives with him to the desert lol

♡ you are kind of adamant about schlatt teaching him to shoot but he assures you it'll be in a safe environment and won't be till he's a teen lmfao

♡ when he brings home his first partner schlatt's like "you better treat 'em right, just like how i taught ya."

♡ if he needs advice asking someone out he tells him how he asked you out

♡ you love your boys sm :((

♡ as for his daughter...

♡ buys his princess anything she wants

♡ dresses her up in the CUTEST little dresses and stuff

♡ is so protective of her, if anyone looks at her weird, they get a death glare

♡ you bought her a play makeup palette and she begged her daddy to let her do his makeup

♡ (just think of that one scene from parks and rec where ron had his makeup done by the kids lmao)

♡ he's got all that shit smeared on his face and she's loving it

♡ you take so many pictures and videos of them

♡ ALWAYS calls you and her "his girls"🥺🥺🥺

♡ when she gets her first period he buys. all the pads.

♡ you and schlatt are so sweet w/ her too, with you telling her about everything and him trying his best to be there for her even if he doesn't get everything

♡ her bringing home her first partner and him threatening them w a gun (jkjk)

♡ but he's 100% the dad who's like "if u hurt my princess, i'm hurting u"

♡ especially if she brings home a boy lmao

♡ much like w/ his son, is super supportive of what she wants to do whether it be sports, band or anything

♡ there's a clip from chuckle sandwich or something where schlatt said he'd want to record home videos on older devices so he can teach his kid how to use them to watch the videos

♡ and that's so real

♡ he has an old ass camera where he records all the christmases and birthdays and other occasions

♡ also loves spoiling his kid on those occasions: buys them all the gifts

♡ all three of you putting up the tree in november

♡ you 100% have those family ornaments where u have the picture in it and the year <3333

♡ and you and the kid convincing schlatt to have a matching costume w/ them

♡ if they're in some sort of school production he brings the camera and you and him cheer the loudest when they come on stage :(

♡ constant trips to new york to show them his roots

♡ playing his favorite music in the car

♡ also he 100% keeps you and the kid off the internet

♡ schlatt loves his family so much

♡ absolutely brags about his kid and his wife to his friends/coworkers ALL THE TIME

[arc-misadventures]

Swapped AU: how does Mrs Arc react to Rin having her grandchild as well as Jaune being the Rusted Knight when he next shows up?

You’re A Grandmother, Juniper

Jeanne: Okay, you ready to meet your mom team!

Nora: WHOO! Let’s go see mom!

Rin: Wait, what about your dad, and your brothers?

Jeanne: Yeah, and them too.

May: Don’t you want us to meet the rest of your family so they can hear the good news too?

Jeanne: No, not really.

May: Why not?

Jeanne: Well, I’m still angry at dad because he decided to beat the crap out of, Jaune.

May: He did what?

Jeanne: And, I’m angry at my brothers for not giving me an adorable, Adrian of my own.

May: Adrian, who’s, Adrian?

Jeanne: But, thanks to, Jaune, and Rinny here, I won’t have to worry about that~!

MNR: …

May: Babies?

Rin: Babies.

Nora: Babies.

May: Oh… Should I be worried now?

Rin: Why’s that?

May: Because now they’re going to expect me to have, Jaune’s babies too… And, I don’t want to have his kids, my boobs are as big as is, I don’t want them to get bigger then they start dripping milk!

Rin: Well, there is nothing saying you have to have anyone’s kids. And second, why are you singing out, Jaune to be the father in all of this?!

May: …

May: I refuse to say anything in fear I may incriminate myself.

Rin: What…?!

Nora: Hey, we never got to know why you pounce, Jaune, Rin?

Rin: Oh! Well… I-It’s because he’s sweet, caring, supportive, and loving. And, the fact that if he was here he would always being by my side showering me in unconditional love, and affection. And, he would be willing to put his life down on the line to protect me, and his child. How can’t you not fall for a man like him?

Nora: So, basically what, Jeanne already does for you, but he’s a guy instead of a girl. And, because of that he can give you something extra that, Jeanne could never give you?

Rin: …

Rin: Oh my gods, am I in love with, Jeanne too?

May: Those are all the reasons I like, Jeanne. W-Will I have a crush on, Jaune too…?

Jeanne: Well… If either of you two see him again, and are willing… give me more nieces, and nephews that I can spoil!

MNR: …

May: Are all, Arc woman baby crazed?

Rin: It would seems so…

May: Oh no…

Nora: …

Jeanne: So, May ready to meet your new mother?

May: I was, now I’m not so sure. Wait, why aren’t you saying that about all of us. Were you to already adopted, or something?

Jeanne: They were already adopted by my mother a while ago. I forgot because they haven’t been calling me sister, or anything. Sorry we forgot to mention that.

May: That’s okay. I always thought that the three of you did acted like a family. I just thought you were a closely knot team.

Rin: You wouldn’t have noticed unless we started calling, Jeanne, Onii-sama again. Which we can’t do…

Nora: It was fun calling her that.

May: Then why did you stop?

Rin: Simple: Jeanne?

Jeanne: Yes?

NR: Onee-Sama~!

Jeanne: Grk! Oh gods?! My heart! Its so precious…!

(Thud!)

Rin: That’s why…

May: Oh… Uhh… Is she okay…?

Nora: She’ll be fine!

Jeanne: …

MNR: …

Jeanne: …

Nora: Eventually…

~~~

(Knock, knock, knock!)

Jeanne: Mom! I’m home! And, I brought my team with me!

Juniper: Jeanne? Jeanne! Oh how’s my baby girl doing?

Jeanne: I’m fine mom. It’s so nice to see you! How have you been?

Juniper: Oh, i’ve been a little bored lately; Your father took the boys out on a father sons camping trip so I’ve been here all on my lonesome. But, look who showed up! All of my daughters! Come here girls!

Nora: Mom!

Juniper: Ahh, Nora how have you been, is school going well, have you been eating your vegetables?

Nora: Schools going fine! I get to hit all those mean bullies who made fun of, Jaune with my hammer just like I did with dad!

Juniper: That’s my girl~! Rin, give me a hug!

Rin: Hello, Mother. It’s nice to see you again.

Juniper: It’s so good to see you…? Oh, and who are you?

May: H-Hello, Ma’am. My name is, May Zedong. How do you do?

Juniper: Hello, May, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Are you another orphaned girl, Jeanne brought over for me to adopt?

May: Uhh… No. It’s not like that…

Juniper: Then what is it like?

Jeanne: Why don’t we all head inside, and talk about it?

~~~

Juniper: So… So why is, May here? I thought you would bring home that, Pyrros fellow?

Jeanne: Uhh no… We booted him from our team…

Juniper: Really? That’s a pity, I would have liked to meet him. And, break his spine…

Nora: NICE!

Jeanne: Pyrros was being rather… forceful towards some of us. So we voted to have him removed from out team. So, we replaced him with this lovely lady here~!

Juniper: And, are you three truly happy with her?

Nora: May is awesome! She’s got a really cool gun, and she can hit stuff from really far away! And, she loves pancakes!

Rin: She is a calm, and detail oriented person. Her skills as huntress are well trained, and thought out. She has been an excellent addition to the team.

Jeanne: I’ve never been more happy~! May is kind, caring, cute; even thou her eye is all scared, and damaged it is beautiful, just like her~!

Juniper: Oh my, is that a blush I see~?

May: N-N-No! No it isn’t!

Juniper: Well, I’m glad to see you’re all happy together.

Jeanne: Yeah… S-Speaking of being together… Mom there’s something I need to tell you…

Juniper: And, that is?

Jeanne: …

Jeanne: Mom! I asked, May to marry me!

Juniper: What…?

May: And, I said yes!

Juniper: WHAT?!

Jeanne: I love, May! She’s all those things we said about her, and more! She has an adorable little snort when she laughs. She gives the most comfortable, and reassuring hugs imaginable. And, a rack that rivals mine! I love her, a-and I wanted her to stay in my life for as long as I’m alive.

May: I do have a chest that rivals, Jeanne, and while many people, stared in perverse delight at them whenever the banding slipped; Man, and woman. Jeanne was the only one who helped me dress myself, and get some new bras that could contain them. She’s the only one who’s comforted me when I was sad, the only one who didn’t make fun of me for my scar. I was alone before I met, Jeanne… I never want to be alone again.

Juniper: You two are serious about this? This isn’t some spur of the moment idea you’ve had because of all the crap the boys at, Beacon have been giving you now isn’t it?

Jeanne: Absolutely not! Well… Kinda… those boys gave put me of immature brats like them… But, not men in general.

Juniper: Then I just have one question?

Jeanne: And, that is?

Juniper: You going to put a ring on that finger, or what?

Jeanne: Definitely! Actually, I was going to give her grandmothers old engagement ring she gave me. The blue matches your eye~!

May: It does?

Jeanne: Yeah, you’re going to love it.

Juniper: Then I’m okay with it. As long as you two are happy, I am happy.

Jeanne: Oh! Thank you, Mom!

May: Thank you, Mrs. Arc.

Juniper: Oh none of that, call me, Mom.

May: Thank you, Mom.

Juniper: Ahh~! Four daughters to call me mom. This is a wonderful feeling. Now I just need a few adorable grandchildren I can spoil. You think with seven sons I would have at least one grandchild, useless boys…

Jeanne: Actually, Mom there’s one more thing we need to talk about.

Juniper: Oh, and that is?

Jeanne: Well you see…?

Rin: Jeanne, I’m the one who needs to explain this.

Jeanne: Okay.

Rin: A few days ago, another, ‘Swap’ happened, and I was left alone in our dorm room with an older, Jaune.

Juniper: Older? Aren’t you two the same age, Jeanne.

Jeanne: He fell into the, Ever After, and he travelled back in time, and was stuck there for a few… decades…

Juniper: Decades? Wait, Ever After? From the children’s story?

Jeanne: That’s the one.

Juniper: That’s a real place?

Jeanne: Yes it is. And, while, Jaune was there… he became the, Rusted Knight.

Jeanne: The Rusted Knight? Seriously?

Rin: Here, I have a photo of him.

Juniper: Oh my…

Rin: Yeah… He was quite rugged~!

Juniper: His beard is rather unkempt, but it’s quite fetching. Far better than the one your father ever had.

Rin: Y-Yeah it was… A-Anyway… When he appeared it was just the two of us… and, I… and, I…

Nora: Totally boned him!

Rin: Nora!

Nora: What, it’s true! You were going to tell her anyway. Why, were you going to say you fucked him?

Rin: NORA!

Juniper: Okay… Good for you, Rin… I’m confused, why are you telling me this; Do you seriously think I want to know about my kids sex life.

Rin: No… But, I did it for a very important reason…

Juniper: And, that is…?

Rin: T-To have his babies…

Juniper: D-Did you just say what I thought you said…?

Rin: Mom… I’m pregnant.

Juniper: F-For real…?

Rin: I can take a test if you want me to. But, yes, I’m pregnant.

Juniper: …

Juniper: You’re pregnant…

Rin: Yes… I’m pregnant.

Juniper: That means grandchildren…

Rin: Yes, it does…?

Nora: Uhh…? Is, Mom okay?

Juniper: Grandchildren~!

May: Uhh… Is everything okay?

Juniper: Grandchildren~!!!

Jeanne: Oh no…!

Juniper: (A deep inhale.)

Jeanne: Everyone cover your ears!

Juniper:

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(SHATTER!)

May: Good gods?!! My ears, my fucking ears!

Jeanne: She broke all the glass?! How the hell did she do that?!

Rin: WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?! I CAN’T HEAR YOU?!!

Nora: AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!

Juniper: Ahhh, finally grandbabies~!

Jeanne: So, what do you think of my mom, May?

May: Now is not the time for sex, Jeanne?!

Jeanne: What?!

[greg-montgomery]

Reader and Aaron having a date night and Derek and Penelope babysitting? 🥰 They come back to see Penelope, Jack, and their daughter filling up Derek and doing his nails LOLOL. They all have a good laugh and when it’s brought up to the team (with pics), Derek is like “??? I’ve never seen any of you able to say no to those kids. I am no stronger than the rest of you in this”

I’LL SOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!

derek and penny spoil your kids so much like it’s a problem 😭😭 when you and aaron want to have a date night and ask them to babysit your kids they’re always more than happy <333 bc your babies are their soft spot <333

and of course jack and your little girl are just as happy bc they adore their aunt pen and their uncle derek 🥺🥺🥺🥺

the entire time you and aaron are on your date your phone hasn’t rang once and that’s bc they’re having the best time ever 🤭 so while you’re having a romantic evening with your husband derek is getting his nails painted 😭

penelope is on your kids team so it’s derek vs the three of them (he’s not complaining in the least) 🤭 jack and his little sister run to your room and go through your stuff 😭😭 so they get a pink nail polish and one of your face masks!! and they run back to the living room like “uncle derek we’re gonna make you pretty!!”

so they sit him down and get to work 😭 your girl starts painting his nails with soooo much concentration and determination 🫡 while jack opens the jar of your face mask and starts applying it on morgan’s face 🤭🤭

penelope is obviously taking pics the whole time encouraging them and telling them they’re doing such a good job 😭

when you get home you expect to find them asleep but instead you see that your living room has turned into a beauty salon 😭😭😭 aaron pulls out his phone like a true Dad and starts taking pics too 😭😭😭

the next day the team won’t let derek live this down but they all know very well they would never ever ever say no to their sweet niece and nephew 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

your babies are so so loved <33333

[ravenquingvax]

Thinking about Vax and Vex hiding in the woods as kids, knowing they're in trouble back in Syngorn, trying to calm each other down before they go back home when tempers calm down - maybe one of them accidentally broke something?

I'm picturing something like the cricket ball going through the window scene from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe.

Im imagining Vex holding a crying Vax, telling him it will be alright and trying to dry his tears as she rocks him.

I'm seeing Vax braiding Vex's hair to distract himself as Vex hums some lullaby their mother used to sing to them.

I'm picturing them making daisy chains under a big tree.

Their dad is going to be pissed, they both know it, but maybe if he has a few hours to calm down it won't be so bad when they finally go back 'home'?

Thinking about an older Vex, married with children, finding herself recalling that day when she finds out Wolfe and Leona have accidentally broke some priceless vase whilst playing catch in the hallway despite being told not to repeatedly.

Instead of running away and hiding from her and Percy, though, the twins seek her out immediately to tell her.

It's baffling at first, she would never own up to her dad if she did something wrong, but then she realises why they did it;

They're not scared of her.

They trust her.

Her children know she would never do anything to hurt them if they do something wrong.

It almost paralyses her.

Percy would find her crying later on and would ask her what happened after he calms her down somewhat - and, oh, how heartbreaking her reply is.

He probably just holds her for a while, telling her she never deserved her father's anger and mistreatment - she deserved love and kindness and support just like she gives her children.

And later, when the twins are adults themselves, they will reminisce about that day and laugh about how silly it was.

Vex will smile softly, glad that she was able to make sure that day wasn't spoiled for them over one stupid mistake.

And she hopes, wherever her brother is, he knows that their nieces and nephews will never experience what they had.

[amloveabledeathmo]

ATLA Headcanons

Was just thinking about ATLA the other day and have come up with new headcanons. In a world where my health wasn't shit I would love to write about them but instead I will just share the bits.

This is all after the canon events. Most of the Gaang travel with Toph back to her house to make sure she isn't kidnapped or kept against her will. She shows up basically says you all are terrible people I'm here for my stuff and goodbye.

They all get together to talk to Azula and decide what to do about her. Basically Iroh, Zuko, Mai, and Ty Lee all tell her they still care about her but don't know what to do to help her and Toph is sympathetic about ridiculous parental expectations. Azula is so happy and incredulous that they all care about her. She says she knows Aang took her dad's bending power and asks if he can do that for her.

Everyone is quite shocked by the request but she wants to not be a danger as she is trying to learn how to be whoever she is. Also she wants to know what she can do without her bending since that is all that she has ever been praised and loved for by her father. Aang warns that he doesn't know if he can give it back but she insists.

Sokka, Zuko, Suki, Mai, and Ty Lee all spend a lot of time together and there are many rumors about who is dating who. They announce a wedding and everyone assumes it's Zuko and Mai. When the wedding actually happens it turns out to be a triple wedding, Aang and Katara, Zuko and Sokka, and Suki, Mai, and Ty Lee. Azula and Toph get to stand up for everyone as witnesses and Iroh is the officiant.

Zuko and Sokka go to the air temple to discuss a new idea that Sokka had with Teo's dad. Azula tags along and Sokka introduces her to Teo. He teaches her to fly and the rest is history.

Azula asks if Aang could try to give her bending back, she thinks it would work great for creating updrafts while flying. He is successful at it and him and Zuko teach her how beautiful fire can be just like they learned.

Pretty soon Zuko and Sokka start collecting children. They end up with 10. Suki and Ty Lee both want to experience pregnancy and the throuple only want 2 kids anyway. No one asks who the dad's are. Katara and Aang have some kids too. Azula and Teo have a small wedding and at first Azula is afraid to have kids but she loves her nieces and nephews so much that she is happy when she ends up pregnant. It's triplets.

Sokka and Katara convince Hakoda that he should court Bato. That it would not mean he loved Kya any less.

Iroh, Hakoda, and Bato all get to be grandpa's to all the kids. Iroh is Grandpa, Hakoda is Gramps, and Bato is Papa. There are as many family gatherings as they can all manage.

Toph is the fun aunt who lives with them all for a few months at a time. She has a dedicated room at everyone's house since she is family. She is not interested in having a long term relationship or her own kids. She much prefers one night stands and spoiling her nieces and nephews and taking them on one on one trips. She also brings earth bending wrestling to the masses and is very famous as the Blind Bandit.

They also start finding a few air benders here and there who's ancestors had married into other nations before the fire nation wiped them out. Of course everyone would hide any air benders in their families until it's safe. Aang starts a school teaching air bending.

[bokettochild]

Hey! So I just really wanted to ramble about thoughts about the lu boys what have been in my head for a while and I would love to hear your thoughts!

One

If zelda or fable would ever have kids which she would. I feel like she would have like three kids two being girls and one being a boy and her youngest daughter I feel like would be attached to legend like his biggest supporter and gets supper sad when he leaves for adventures.

Two

I think we established that legend is the younger out of the two siblings? If so I feel like legend would just follow fable around like a lost puppy just to annoy her and be like "Zel? Zelda? Sister? Queen of hyrule? Fable?" Ans just use all of her titles to annoy her. It got to a point we're impa had to hid all the swords from fable so she wouldn’t kill legend.

I feel like before we found out time was married to malon like with his ring? I fell like he would torture the boys endlessly like "have you figured it out yet? (Who's ever name they said) ah. No." And he would lead them kn to a wrong person.

Modern au thoughts.

I feel like legend would want to be on Broadway but he'll keep it to himself instead of telling malon or time his dreams only hyrule knows.

If legend did get on Broadway I know that warriors would the annoying brother and be like "at (what ever Broadway play) sporting (and would use the roll of the character legend was playing)" and post it on his Instagram.

Sry this is mostly legend!

Um... why are you apologized for primarily Legend content? Darling, that is what I LIVE for LOL

Yes. Fable would totally have kids who all adore Legend, and he is the best uncle ever. Utterly spoils them rotten, always tells them crazy (actually true) stories, but in an age appropriate fashion since he doesn't want to upset them. Irregardless of how many she has, the kids have all gone through a phase where they just follow him around endlessly and hang off of him like he's some sort of furniture. Fable of course makes sure they understand that sometimes Uncle Link has days where he's in pain and can't play as much,a nd they all turn into worried little ducklings on those days, but most of the time he's all game for whatever they've got going on. After everything he's been through, and losing the love of his own life, his nieces/nephews are his reason to keep going and smile every day. (If Fable knew having kids was all it took to see him happy again she would have done it sooner honestly)

And yes. Legend is younger, so he does do annoying things sometimes. They're both rather mature for their ages, but he IS a Link, so yes, he breaks into her room, takes her stuff, and tracks mud all over the castle. If they get too fed up with each other, they will spar and they're both scary good at it, but Zelda actually tolerates a lot of Legend's chaos, and he's pretty quick to know when he's stepping far enough to make her actually angry, which they like to avoid. her anger is scary and rabbits tend to be timid, no matter how good an act they put up.

Time totally messed with them all. He'd have told stories about gals all the time and name dropped so many people just to watch the boys scramble to determine if that was the fabled spouse or if it was someone else. That's how the bets started actually!

Legend is totally a theatre kid! Yes yes yes. And Warriors is totally that annoying friend/relative/sibling that makes a point to support him in the most annoying ways he can think of. Kind of a soccer mom about it, ngl

(If you like the idea of Legend acting though, I'd suggest you check out my Opera House AU, it's pretty good if I do say so myself, although it's mostly just brainstorming right now)