#theyre brothers you’re honour

[naurimastaur]

Gingerism

Summary: In which George and Fred devise a plan to trick y/n into admitting their feelings for George

Pairing: George weasley x nonbinary!reader

Tw: my attempt at writing xx

Please don’t take this seriously this one is just for fun!

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“Georgie?” Fred called out smacking the back of George’s head in the process. “Are you going to sit there like a stupid git for the rest of your life staring at them, or are you actually going to do something about it?” George sort of fancied his best friend y/n. They were awkward. He was awkward. It was a mess.

“I dunno, I just, what If I ruin everything?” He replied defeated, an almost foreign response coming from the twins, who in their approach to everything, were annoyingly cocky.

“I don’t doubt that,” Fred replied unhelpful. It was in his nature to be a dickhead at all times.“But this is y/n we’re talking about! We’ll just ban them from the burrow or something if they say no.” There was a reason no one went to the twins for advice.

George looked to his brother, deadpan. Fred looked back, grinning.

“ Or,” he suddenly lit up, an idea brewing in his head. “what if we get our hands on some of that amortentia thing? Say we need their help and before you know it theyre all blah blah blah dreamy George smell and we’ll know!!!!” It was almost certainly a failing plan, but it was better than anything George had in mind and sadly he shared his brother’s brain cells. Or lack thereof.

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“ OI y/n!” Fred called out. “ George and I are testing out a new product and we would be honoured if you and your royal nose gave it a try. It’s a real business investment!” His accent mocking that of a commercial salesman from the muggle tvs.

“Fred Weasley if you think I’d willingly stick my face anywhere near something you have made, you are a bigger idiot than you make yourself out to be,” they responded. Having been best friends with the twins for five years, they had long learnt their lesson on trust and why exactly not to place it in gingers. They gave one last unimpressed look and walked away.

Fred and George shared a look. Perhaps if they actually thought plans through they wouldn’t be in this position right now.

“ Well hey!” Fred said “ At least they spoke to you! That’s a step!”

“No you git, they spoke to you.”

“ Yes but you look like me so it’s all the same,” Fred replied, once again trying to lighten the mood. “ What if we get Hermione to try it? They won’t suspect anything if it comes from her.” Thus another plan equally as devastating was formed.

It only took a couple of hours of threats and promises no one intended to keep to get Hermione on board. She agreed based on the terms that the twins would leave her alone to revise after. Short time pain for long term gain some would say.

“Hey y,n!” Hermione smiled ever as friendly, walking over to where y/n was in the great hall. “Im sorry to bother you but we’ve been assigned this potion and I can’t seem to figure out the ingredients. I was thinking since you’re a fifth year you might know them?” Hermione was as good at lying as the twins were at making plans.

“ The twins didn’t set you up for this did they?” Y/n replied unconvinced.

“ No! Merlin no! I’m really stressed over this y/n and I really thought you could help me but if you can’t take me seriously I’ll ask elsewhere.” Maybe Hermione wasnt that bad after all.

“Oh no I’m sorry! Of course I’ll help. Alright I smell rain and-,” they paused after seeing a tuft of ginger hair appearing from under one of the tables from the corner of their eye, a pair of brown eyes following, most certainly that of Fred weasley. Hermione, the brightest witch of her age, seemed to have fallen victim to a Weasley scheme. Depressing. Y/n decided they weren’t going to let themself miss out on the fun.

“And?” Hermione near shouted, clearly trying to direct the attention back to herself but forgetting human social skills in the process.

“And-Oh! This last smell is kind of like husky?” They said uncertain. “I totally get why you couldn’t figure it out. I’m so sure I’ve smelt it before though.” Hermione quickly responded with a ‘mhm’, unsure where this was going and uninterested all the same.

“Oh I know! This smells like Snape’s hair! I can almost taste the grease,” they replied with the most genuine smile they could manage. They had nothing against Hermione, but this awkward, subtle form of revenge was far more entertaining than they had anticipated.

Hermione paused, clearly filled with regret and remorse for what she had inserted herself into. “You-.” She exhaled before starting again. ”You know what professor Snape’s hair smells like?” She replied cringing but slightly curious. Maybe she could buy the professor shampoo or something to get on his good side, after all Gryffindor needs all the house points they can get.

“Oh yeah I’ve taken a couple of sniffs before when he wasn’t looking,” y/n grinned. ”Do you think he noticed?” Now Hermione was just disturbed. She stared blankly at y/n before taking the potion from their grasp and walking away. This is what she gets for choosing to socialise instead of revising.

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Waiting in the common room was George, an accomplished grin set on his face when Hermione walked in, which slowly faded when he saw her face. Not that that wasn’t his usual reaction when he saw the know-it-all.

“So?” He questioned fishing for a response. “How’d it go?”

Hermione stared blankly back at him.

“Unless you’re professor snape it seems they dont have any interest.”

George was really beginning to regret his existence.

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A/n: this was way longer than I had anticipated and was also marinating in the drafts much like the nits in Snape’s hair <3

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[luvhughes43]

puppy | luke hughes x reader

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request: Can you do a luke blurb where you just show up to his and jacks apartment with a dog and you’re like “he’s ours now”

word count: 0.6k

“okay, dont be mad” you cautioned your boyfriend and his brother as you walked into your shared apartment. 

“what did you do?” jack called out as you stepped into the living room. it seemed liked both brothers were in their own rooms. 

before you could reply to jack, the puppy in your arm started barking. you quickly tried to shush it to delay the inevitable, but it was too late. Both boys practically bolted out of their rooms at the sound.

“YOU GOT A DOG?” jack shouted, and luke stood by his bedroom door stunned.

“y/n…” your boyfriend trailed off, really unsure of what to say. he had good reason of course, you didn’t exactly ask if you could get a puppy but the opportunity just presented itself to you.

“i know, i know! but-but hear me out!” you started to defend yourself as jack came over to you, taking the small dog out of your hands so he could cuddle with them. “i was doing some shopping and there was this pet rescue place, and they didn’t have the space to take in a new dog… and i overheard all of this and so i went to see the puppy and…” you trailed off sheepishly, hoping that your boyfriend and his brother wouldnt be too upset at you. “he’s ours now?” you said, forcing a smile and shrugging your shoulders. 

“you know what! i like him!” jack smiled, dropping to his knees and putting the puppy on the floor so he could play with the little dog. 

“yeah but who’s going to take care of it?” luke piped up, always the one to be rational and think things through.

“i will! plus, when you start playing all the time next season i’ll just be here alone so the puppy can keep me company!” you explained, and you could see luke warming up to the idea of having a dog. 

“yeah you're so cute! you're so cute!!” jack cooed at the dog as he started ruffling its fur. 

“okay, yeah its pretty cute” luke finally admitted, crouching on the floor next to jack so he could also play with the puppy.

now that you were no longer on thin ice  you joked, “luke! don’t call our baby an it!” to which he playfully rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna call mom right now and tell her i’m an uncle” jack laughed, fishing his phone out of his pants pocket. 

you quickly grabbed his phone from his hand and hid it behind your back. there was absolutely no way you were going to let jack make that call. it was hard enough to get your parents to both agree that you could move in together. if jack even joked about you being pregnant… you didn’t want to think about it. 

after getting the dog settled into the apartment, you, your boyfriend, and jack all went out to the nearest pet store to stock up on all of the supplies you’d need. 

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_quinnhughes when did you guys get a dog??

jackhughes literally 1 hour ago its so cute 

luca.fantilli ITS SO CUTE???

edwards.73 can i be an uncle?

ynuser no

lhughes_06 proud and honoured to be a father❤️ our baby will no doubt be the best dog at the dog park!

ynuser it wasn’t easy but we did it🥺❤️ so proud to be the mommy of our perfect little angel❤️❤️

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fan02 theyre so???😭😭

[psycheandthistle]

Novelette intro <3

Antigone Rides Alone

Summary - Set in 1891, Thebes is controlled by Creon, a powerful landowner with half the town in his pocket. When Creon forbids the burial of Polyneices, an innocent man deemed traitor, Antigone can't do nothing. She'll risk everything, defying him to honour her little brother.

Characters:

Antigone - our narrator, quiet and reserved, but fiercely loyal to the ones she loves, as well as extremely defiant against everyone and everything.

Ismene - Antigone's little sister, loves her brother, but not enough.

Polyneices and Eteocles - the twins, killed each other in rivalry. Eteocles awaits a funeral, while Polyneices rots inside a noose.

Haemon - Antigone's fiance. His bravery is too little, too late.

Creon - the "ruler" of Thebes. He's corrupt. Surely this will have no consequences for him.

Core theme - unconditional love for your siblings.

This is really just an adaption of Antigone, by Sophocles, but set in the wild west. theyre two vibes that is really wanted to smash together for the longest time, and i think antigone is a main character that really brings a lot of outlaw energy to the table.

im thinking this will be around 8k words, because at the moment its already 3k and i havent gotten past the first interaction between ismene and antigone 😭

anyway some excerpts:

“Antigone, the horse is tacked.” Haemon says. Haemon is a man unlike most around Thebes, which means that the word tacked fits oddly in his mouth, and Antigone is unsure if it’ll ever settle in. Being the prince of Thebes that he is, Haemon’s more civilized than anyone she’s ever met. He can read and write, and he’s pretty proficient with his words, but he can’t cuss for the life of him and he has yet to meet the eyes of a woman without turning all red and flustered. 

It should bother Antigone, as she is his betrothed and therefore will marry him in the near future, but now all she can think about is how when she’s gone, which she will be soon, she hopes Haemon finds a lady that’ll suit his softer edges better than Antigone ever will.

“I know.” She says, because she has his riding jeans on and is lacing up her boots.

“There ain’t no king in Thebes, Haemon, and what Creon is doing is a poor impression of what it would take to be one. He doesn’t have authority over me." Antigone says.

“Do you think that matters?” Haemon asks, ears reddening as his eyes narrow. “He’s as much of a king as we have. He has men. He has loyalty. He has horses and guns.”

“I’m more than willing to die for this.”

“No Antigone, you’re more than willing to die.”

But now, everyone, including Ismene, knows about Oedipus and his mother-wife, and Ismene wishes for nothing more than to rip the semblance of the Labdacus line off her face and for someone to love her again.

Antigone doesn’t want to say it, but she knows Ismene will have a hard time trying to achieve both those goals, she’s trying alright, she sweetalks just about every tender-footed newcomer and lies about the stories she tells. She bats her pretty eyelashes and prays to the gods that one day everyone will forget about her lineage.

Antigone knows that Ismene would discard her for less than that.

It doesn’t matter to Antigone, because Ismene is her sister.

also if youve read this far, tell me about your wip!!!! im literally so interested in being friends with other writers, so lets chat! :)

[sorcerous-caress]

pleeeease i would like to talk about isobel. she’s so beautiful and kind, but still sharp and witty with her replies. ik she’s headcanoned as a soft dom but i believe she’s a really good girl if you’re a soft service dom (me). I want to feel the rumble of her moans as i press my lips to her throat. to feel her hands clinging to me. to cradle her head and see her reactions when I order her gently. I can give her all she asks and more if she’s good. I loveeeee topping because I want to take care of someone who honours me by being vulnerable and trusting me. (not to say im a pushover! sorry to brats theyre a no-go for me but I dont bend rules.) Anyway, I think that’s what Isobel might need. after being under the constant pressure of her wards being the only thing keeping everyone alive, the guilt of her father literally becoming a tyrant + killing people to get to her: having someone who can unburden her and take her out of her own head for a little while.

Isobel would appreciate someone like that a lot, after all she had to go through and the responsibilities that were forced upon her. Imagine being revived from the death without your consent only to find out your father is trying to take over the world again, and you have to escape and try to stop him. Even in death she couldn't rest properly.

She died from an uncurable sickness, i think. Is that why her brother became a surgeon and started a healing house?

I headcanon every character as a switch. Isobel soft dom headcanons are for bottom readers really, it doesn't mean she can't be a sub and bottom too. Hell a sub top even.

It might be hard for her to let go, she's so used to everyone constantly needing her and having to make sure everyone is safe and healthy. Getting her away from her responsibilities is an achievement by itself.

I think she likes being spoiled in bed, absolutely obeying the other person and chasing after their touch. Spreading her legs when she's told to and keeping her hands above her head if she's ordered to.

Waiting patiently for your touch, the burning heat between her thighs making her whine so needly. Biting her lips to stop herself from begging for more the second she feels you toying with her clit, flicking it and making her thighs tremble.

She'd be so wet and desperate, ready to do anything you'd order her to. She'd grind against your thigh for release if you tell her to while pulling her into your lap, teasing her hole with your fingers but never quiet filling her up. Melting off her hard walls until she's shamelessly her true self.

Call her a good girl as she rides your face, make her properly sit on it instead of politely hovering above it. Eating her out as she thanks you through her blissfilled orgasms.

[calehenituseappreciation]

Tommy thinking Sam Nook and Sam are two different people would lead to such funny senarios.

Especially if you apply this logic to everyone.

what if mexican dream and quackity are the same people and that was just him making fun of dream and making tommy laugh and tommy genuinely thinks dream killed mexican dream and that hes a different person

and when ranboo pretended to be killed by clarencio

he just doesnt realise

he thinks girl dream is someone else too

tubbo genuinely has a bunch of personalities and so he thinks theyre all different people (and also he doesnt realise theyre the same people a lot)

sam, in his normal voice: tommy do you have the- tommy, crying: what happened to sam nook?

sam proceeds to live as sam nook around tommy because he once tried to tell tommy sam nook isnt real and he started sobbing and so sam cant

sapnap, approaching sam on the site: hey sam can you do this for me? sam: su- tommy, running up: SAAAAAAM!? sam, in the sam nook voice: hello tommy! sapnap: wtf??? tommy: this is sam nook! :D have you met him? sapnap: what? thats just s- sam: shakes his head, behind tommy where he cant see sapnap: uhhhhh sam: takes out sword sapnap: h-hi sam nook! tommy: :D

sam is not the only person this happened to. 

tommy: technoblade???? techno, sneaking into l'manberg: uhhh techno, in a highpitched voice: no this is Clarencio tommy: the llama? techno, in high pitched voice: no the pig tommy: hmmm techno: sweats tommy: smiles brightly ok!!!! techno, under his breath: that worked??? tommy: wanna hang out with me? techno, in high piteched voice: i really need to go tommy: buttttttt :(

technoblade proceeds to have to pretend to be clarencio the pig and hang out with tommy all afternoon

phil, coming to check on techno: techno? techno, in a frilly pink dress, in a high pitched voice: hi tommy: phil!!!! have you met clarencio??? but not the llama!!! clarencio the pig!!! phil, holding back a laugh: is that so?

(defenitly happened before he got exiled, i refuse to change my mind)

everytime techno is caught he says hes clarencio (the pig) and tommy vouches for him each time and no one is able to bring themselves to tell him that clarencio (the pig) doesnt exist

sam nook, :handshake: clarencio the pic, :handshake:  mexican dream, (not girl dream) not being able to tell tommy their not real bc hed cry

IMAGINE IF TOMMY WAS GIVEN THE JOB OF LIKE BEING THE BORDER PEOPLE WHILE HE WAS WILBURS VICE BEFORE THE ELECTION AND PEOPLE WOULD JUST FAKE IDENTIES AND TOMMY WOULD JUST BELIVE EVERYONE

quackity: i demand to be allowed to join l'manberg! wilbur: ur american quackity: i shpould still be allowed! wilbur: just say your not, thats what everyone does quackity: what wilbur: just make a fake identity?? quackity: youre... the president???? wilbur: yeah and?? quackity: shouldnt you not be be endorsing that??? wilbur: i made tommy the border person. you think i care? quackity: sksksks quackity: still bad tho

the only one tommy never believes is dream, no matter what, he can just tell when someone is dream, like ya know those police dogs? the only reason he didnt realise girl dream was because girl dream is girl dream he thought it was just a dream thing

TOMMY THINKS BAD AND MONOCHROME BAD ARE TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE

monochrome bad: tommy tommy: whomst? bad: oh uh recolourfies tommy, screaming: WHAT THE FUCK

tommy doesnt have object permanence but for people

techno, while tommy is staying with him: leaves room tommy, crying: I had a big brother once, i dont remember him tho

phil leaves them and (while stabbing wilbur) tommy just doesnt realize its him until techno says "dad?"

quackity works at wendys and tommy goes there everyday but doesnt realise its quackity

tommy went there since the war ended

and at the time didnt realise tommy cant tell and so when he and tommy started a mafia and became friends he thought tommy knew who he was and tommy once suggested going to dennys and quackity is like 'oh my god' and tommy is like my friend works there!!! and then they go to the one quackity works at and quackity is like 'haha funny' and then tommy asks around and then turns to quackity sadly like "my friend isnt here today D:" and then quackity is like o h

tommy, towards sam, in sams house: sam!!!!!! sam, who was sleeping, in his normal voice: w-what? tommy: sam!!! :D sam: hey tommy yawns whyd you wake me up? tommy: sorry but i really needed to ask you a question!!! sam: did you want to ask me where sam nook is again? tommy: welll.. that too but!!! you should meet sam nook!!!! sam: what tommy: please please please sam: no go back what did you ask? tommy: you need to meet sam nook! i think you'd be friends!!! :D sam, internally: shit sam: uhhh i dont really think i should- tommy: pleaasee uses puppy eyes sam: sure sam, internally: why did i say yes????

sam then has to pretend to be sam and sam nook at the same time

tommy: you're gonna love sam nook sam!!!! sam: uhuh tommy: where is he? :( sam: uh maybe hes behind you tommy: turns around to look sam: runs to other side of tommy sam, in sam nook voice: hello tommy!!! tommy: sam nook! have you met sam??? hes right here!!! gestures to sam who has to run behind him again tommy: sam say hi!!! sam, panting, in normal voice: hi tommy: whyre you all out of breath and shit???

this,,, just continues for a while

quackity, watching this exchange, driunking juice: sucks to suck sam: you'd do the same quackity: no. mexican dream is dead lol tommy, only hearing the last part: cries i miss mexican dream quackity, feeling sad: uh- we can revive him maybe? tommy: wipes tears YEAH! sam, whispers to quackity: told you so quackity, hisses to sam : shut up

quackity then has to pretend to revive himself while running around also he has to steal another one of dreams masks

honestly in this au everyone would hear about what happened during exile and stab dream (while pretending to be other people because ig in this au tommy still thinks dream was once his friend and yeh)

tommy, after crying infront of sam nook and telling him what dream did to him: so.. sniffs do you have any more quests for me to do? sam nook: i have one more quest tommy, cheering up: what is it!! sam nook: for myself tommy, confused: what is it? sam nook, taking out a glock: homocide

insanebur: you want to know why no one listens to you tommy? tommy, pouting, on the verge of tears: What? insanebur, unable to finish, clutching his heart: your too cute

this is just au where tommy is baby huh

wilbur isnt mad schlatt exiled him- hes mad he exiled tommy

schlatt and dream are the only ones not affected by tommys baby vibes and thats their downfall

tommy just has to call everyone a nickname, once, and everyone is melted

niki and jack: tommy is the fault of all our probelms we should kill him puffy: he. bonk is bonk baby bonk niki and jack: look over at tommy tommy, with sam in the distance: cries to sam because he cant find sam nook niki and jack: okay... maybe we should be less... violent...

Sam rlly just went

sam: looks at tommyinnit sam: nothing bad will ever happen to this child ever again

huh?

I’ve named this au, au where hes baby ur honour

tommy: i had zero parents (who care) tommy, gestures to puffy and sam: NOW I HAVE TWOOOOOOO

insanebur: god i fucking hate everyone tommy: even me? insanebur: except you tommy

sam: I AM THE TOMMY GAURDIAN! GAURDIAN OF THE TOMMY! sam @ anyone who wants to hurt him: FUCK OFFF

tommy canoanically understands the animal crossing language

ranboo: i can speak enderman! tommy: well i can speak creeper

whenever tommy gets overwhelemed around sam he burys himself he asks sam to cover for him in creeper

okay thats enough of that

[arcadejohn127-9]

may i request a fluffy hc? this is a platonic relationships with the brothers during mc's wedding and then the brother's realize then they've known mc for such a long time and that theyre growing up as a human and like may be a small addition of angst. Maybe even some interactions with mc's spouse and the bros?

This, this right here - oh yeah

This just brings me back because one of my plot devices for a fanfic I wrote years ago was the MC leaving their husband at the alter because they couldn't say "I do" and ran off to catch up with the Demon they wanted to be with

Of course I keep all my things as gender neutral as I can but you will be in the 'bride' position but considering that this spouse is also gender ambiguous - the title doesn't really mean much. Also personally I wouldn't care if I walked the aisle or it was future partner. As long as someone does it then there's no issue.

Additional: I'm just a pasty white man whose only been to one wedding; my parents - so my only experience is a Christian/Catholic white people wedding - I just wanted to add this as I'm aware in other cultures and countries weddings are very different.

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It was your wedding day. A day you've been planning for years now with your spouse. They made you the happiest person in the world and you couldn't of asked for a better person to live your years with. Of course, You had to invite the most influencal people in your life to be your best man- well men.

That's right, standing by a priest was 7 of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. All watching you make your way towards your spouse. You were grinning, tears in your eyes. It was safe to say your spouse wasn't any better, jogging on the spot to finally seeing you. They couldn't believe how stunning you looked, mouth covered by their hand as they sobbed.

Mammon was bawling his eyes out by the time you took your spouse hand. He tuned out the priest as he clung to his older brother. Lucifer just stood there stiff, lips twitching as he looked to the side, hiding his forming tears. Levithan smacked mammon for being embarassing but he wasn't any better; you were getting married!!!

Satan was death glaring your spouse; hoping it'll sent a mental image that he will come for them if they hurt you even once. Asmodeus was holding Satan's hand, wiping his eyes before the tears could come. Not wanting to ruin his makeup before the pictures were taken.

The twins stood with their brothers, watching you speak your love and devotion to your spouse. Belphegor sniffed, leaning against his brother. Beelzebub patted his little brothers head, face cold as massive tears ran down his face.

They've watched you grow to become the person you are today through the exchange program and now you were being whisked away. Planning to stay in the human realm with your partner and live a happy married life. The brothers and Everyone else was absolutely shattered by this.

Diavolo, Barbatos Simeon, Luke and Solomon were all sitting on your side. Luke was much like mammon; bawling his eyes out hugging Simeon. Simeon was soothing the young one. Barbatos was holding his young masters hand, giving it reasurring pat's as he silently soothed the large demon. Diavolo sniffling and grinning as he watched you. Solomon was the calmest one out of Everyone but that didn't mean he wasn't going to miss you. No, he'll your adventures together and sad you're giving up being his apprentice for a normal life.

"it's okay to cry Lucifer." Mammon murmured, seeing his brother struggle.

But Lucifer refused. He refused to cry especially Infront of you. But what he didn't realize was the single tear of sadness and joy falling down his face.

They were all sad to no longer have you so prominent in their life but beyond joyed you've come so far. You found someone you love and they love you back. Your time at the academy has ended and your trips to the devildom will be limited. The brothers just have to rely on phone calls and being summoned to see you.

They grieved whilst they celebrated such a wonderful day.

Lucifer:

Stares down your spouse whenever he can

Big brother mode ™

Low-key maybe even high-key dad energy from Lucifer

He was in charge of making sure everything went well and was on time

Only accepting the best for his young human and willing to pay for the entire wedding

Even Diavolo agreed to pay for everything

He thinks your spouse is a wonderful partner but will forever be bitter how they stole you from them

"Lucifer, it's been a honour to know you and I want to thank you for coming to the wedding."

"yes, don't disappoint them or I will crawl out of hell just to rip your wind pipe - your atonement for breathing and speaking in their air."

"y-yes sir! I promise I will make (Y/N) the happiest person in the world until we both die!"

"or you mysteriously drop."

Mammon:

Has threatened the spouse because he knows your worth

Bummed out all of them got to be best man

He's your number one! Your first! Why are the others your best man??!?

he and asmo were in charge of the bachelor party for both of you and your spouse

Safe to say he got WASTED

"Oi human, I'm watching ya - one sad tear from them and you'll see how demonic I can be."

"i understand, I promise that'll never happen."

"Knew you'd be a good match! Now if anyone says something is missing, ignore that - do your partner's best man a favour."

Levithan:

Didn't want to go - he embarassed himself at the bachelor party

But didn't want to miss his best friend's wedding

He didn't want to ruin your big day because he knew he'd get jealous but to not see you or be there for you is just cruel

Also got wasted and cried to you about how evil your spouse is for taking you away from him

Almost fought your spouse when drunk with Mammon tag teaming with him

"I hope you're forgiven me now, I promise to give you summon whenever they miss you."

"or you could just let me keep my best friend.....make them happy please..."

"i will, I'd rather drop than ever hurt them."

Satan:

he was STRESSED

He was doing management with Lucifer and almost wrecked the place due to his brothers attitude

All he could do was read as many books as he could of marriage and just hope it worked

But he felt reassured knowing who you were marrying, it was their time to shine as a perfect partner and they did just that

Satan was one to stop his older brothers from destroying your spouse

"Hello, you did well with your vowels."

"oh thank you, Satan - heh never going to get use to that."

"Let's hope you never have to say my name whilst begging for mercy, I'll be keeping tabs."

Asmodeus:

He was the one who helped you pick out all the outfits and the dress code for your guests

Was very proud that his party was such a hit for everyone

Has flirted with your spouse and gets happy whenever they don't get swayed by his charms

Ready for all the marriage gossip!

Has teased about you two starting a family

"asmodeus, it's a shame to say I'm now married, your charm has failed."

"You are but one loss in my amazing track record, let's hope you keep up this energy or else~"

"I'm extremely happy with (Y/N), there's no need."

Beezlebub:

Him and the second cake hit it off IMMEDIATELY

he was all over it and it was a sight to behold

But before the wedding he was spending time with your spouse

He was making sure that they were the perfect fit, he trusted your judgment but he was determined to protect you

Happy to see how kind and honest your spouse was

"I have to ask, can you eat ANYTHING? I've heard so much from (Y/N)-"

"I can eat humans."

"I see....noted."

Belphegor:

Refused to sleep until the wedding was over

This man isn't effected by coffee but he STILL chugged it down in hopes he could make it through the whole thing

Did end up falling asleep due to the priest took too long talking

Lukcily beel got him to wake up when you were sharing vowes

Has told your spouse that he once considered genocide of humans

It was an interesting experience

"I'll kill you if you hurt them, you know I will - give them what they're worth and i don't care if that's the entire world - give them the damn world."

"I'll give them the world and the entire galaxy."

"good, I won't let you trample on them and give them less than that."

[supernatural-reacts]

Season 10 episode 1

- SAM WHAT THE FUCK

YES^^

- I may have slightly forgotten that Dean is MIA and Sam has to deal with that

- CAS!!

- WHAT A LOOK OMG

- I may have also slightly forgotten that Cas is dying

“I miss him.” HE WAS IN LOVE WITH DEAN HERE. HE WAS LYING IN BED THINKING ABOUT DEAN HERE BECAUSE HE MISSES HIM. GLASS.

- is... is Dean doing karaoke

- DEAN JUST DID THE “jerk” “bitch” WITH CROWLEY WHAT

- *sigh* hi Hannah

- every time Cas is wearing something other then his normal outfit Dean isn’t there to see it and I think that counts as a hate crime

- I feel like I should know who this is but I don’t

- WOW Dean jfc

- poor Sam

- I don’t like that Cas is dying

- “your brother and I were beginning to wonder if you’d hit another dog!” AHJSJAJAJKS

- “Dean Winchester completes me” wow Crowley

- Cas and Hannah look like genderbent versions of each other

- they should’ve let Jackles grow his hair out more often

- “you lied.” “Who do you think you’re talking to here?” THEYRE LITERALLY HAVING A LOVERS QUARREL I LOVE THEM

- CROWLEY TALKING ABOUT HOW HE AND DEAN CANONICALLY HAD ORGIES IS NOT SOMETHING I WAS EXPECTING TO HEAR TODAY YET

- “all that’s blossomed between us never ends.” Crowley is obviously in love with Dean? I didn’t... I didn’t expect it to be so outright. There’s literally no subtlety here

- this is really funny bc Jensen can actually sing he’s just,,, not

- “I protected your honour didn’t I?” he’s a demon but still baby

- CAS NO

- since Cas keeps killing angels anyway why doesn’t he just take their grace while he’s at it

- “nothing but chaos. Not all bad comes from it. Art. Hope. Love. Dreams.” “But... those are human things.” “Yes.” AND THEN IT CUTS TO DEAN IM LOSING MY MIND

- DEAN NO GO SAVE SAM

[acciostorian]

mae reads the kane chronicles: the serpent’s shadow the red pyramid

(aka we see mae go through many emotions in the space of 2-3 days)

holy fuck ive only got to the contents and the chapters have those classic pjo click bait titles i’m so happy rn

WAIT IM SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT- the serpent’s shadow is the THIRD BOOK. uh-oh i almost fucked this whole series over lemme change the book real quick....

i’m literally on the first page and i’ve already been sent on a mission, so the kanes are THOSE bitches

SADIE AND KANE ARE BRITISH???? omg yes please

THEYRE IN LONDON MY HOME

never fucking mind they’re from LA

oh wait sadie was raised as a british kid. that’s very sexy of her.

carter be like, “you wouldn’t be interested in my dad’s lectures.” SHUT UP CARTER I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT EGYPTIAN PUNISHMENT

so sadie was raised in east london???? THATS SO SEXC BECAUSE ME TOO BOO

sadie has a british accent. a b r i t i s h a c c e n t.

FIT

“six years in london and she thinks she’s james bond” LMAO

sadie’s so emo/alt i love it. does rick always write his characters like this??

sadie pronounces it “mum” and carter says “mom”

it’s so refreshing to read mum ngl

sadie said bloke omg

i’m feeling carter’s pain. little sisters are shits and honestly sadie has the same vibes as my little sister and me and carter are quite similar. i hate this.

oh wow they really said sadie was too white for their family...

sadie did not HESITATE to be like, “yeah dad we’ll lock that guy in his office. mint.”

sadie telling the story is an experience

sadie said “maths” and “mates” in the same sentence. this is some refreshing shit.

sadie’s friends saying carter is hot is fucking hilarious. like it’s a classic piss-off to thirst over your mate’s sibling

THEYRE GETTING DEPORTED????

LMAO AMOS WAS LIKE, “yeah we don’t talk about manhattan. they’ve got their own problems. *cough percy jackson cough*”

i read thoth the god of knowledge as thot the god of knowledge

carter is right, amos has undeniable swag

philip of macedonia. the crocodile. cool.

i love how the greeks and romans be like “if we don’t honour the gods we’ll get SLAUGHTERED” and the egyptians are like “you know what? fuck the gods me and my homies hate the gods”

sadie kane would stab you in a back alley and dance to mcr as you bled to death and carter kane would take you to a museum, tell you everything about everything and then commit a terrorist attack

amos really went “don’t touch anything, the cats in charge and peace out bitches” and then fucking jumped off the balcony of his five storey mansion

sadie made that door go BANG

that fucking clay statue came to life and not one of them screamed. I WOULD SHIT MYSELF.

i’m giggling, all the greek/roman gods have really long/scary/cool sounding names like tartarus and chaos and nyx but the evilest guy in egyptian myth is called set. S E T.

please make muffin some crazy badass animal like crookshanks or swiftwind.

WHO DARES THROW HANDS WITH PHILIP?????

THE SHABTI FUCKING STOLE AN ARTEFACT THATS AMAZING

i love carter sm, even tho he’s scared as fuck he still picked up that ancient sword and was like “ig i’ll bash some heads in whilst sadie holds the cat”

MUFFIN JUST TURNED INTO SOME WARRIOR CAT LADY AND SHE INSTANTLY GAVE ME CATRA VIBES

every cat in new york is helping them

bast jacked that car like it was nobody’s business

i used to think the greek gods were stupid for having so many things to control but honestly the egyptians are taking the piss, do you really need a whole scorpion goddess?

the kane siblings are written so well. like i actually BELIEVE they’re siblings

i think carters gonna become a comfort character now... like i relate on another level. little siblings always take the spot light and you have to act level headed and calm because the younger ones start shit and you’re like “i gotta be the good one because my family would fall to shit if i didn’t behave.” so big kudos to carter, i love you

so carter’s a king huh? I DIDNT NEED YOU TO TELL ME THAT RICK I ALREADY KNEW HE WAS

zia was like “king tut?? ugh he was such a boy, there were waaaaay cooler tombs out there x x”

i read “nectanebo II” as “nintendo II” and i was like ??? when was that a thing

i drinking camomile tea whilst reading this and i feel so peaceful uwu

sadie really can do magic like THAT like bitch be like “i just copied what zia did and yeah it worked lol”

okay so i’m sorta feeling bad about sadies life rn but i’m still very pro carter

set’s laugh makes me uncomfortable. because when most villains laugh it’s usually described like “their laugh was like a knife, cold and sharp. i hates it.” but when sadie discribed set’s laugh she was like “it was warm and friendly. beautiful.” LIKE AAAA THATS A RED LIGHT

set: the god of theatre because gods dam is he a good actor

sadie saw some hot emo guy and was like “omg marry me”

iskandar be like “lmao imma speak in alexandria greek all the time but this girl bouta die? i switch to perfect english for dramatic effect”

woooOooaaaah SLOW DOWN THERE BUDDY, tongue tattoos???

zia: you guys will probably suck at this at first but oh well we all can’t be great

sadie: *makes fire first time* wooosh

sadie and kane: *doing cool shit* me and my tea: sluuuurrrp

bast is so sassy i love it

me when it’s a sadie chapter: okay ig :/

me when it’s a carter chapter: HOLY SHIT CARTER HEY OMG YOURE DOING CRAZY STUFF???? COOL. i love you.

bast: so yeah, you’d be stupid to teleport to paris, this is desjardin’s home territory

sadie and kane, lying in the streets of paris: oh cool cool

sadie: like i might die rn but i don’t care, as long as it doesn’t get filmed and put in youtube, that would be embarrassing

like ???? sis get your priorities together smh

sadie: *sees hot emo guy again in her spirit adventure, he hints that’s he’s dead or something*

also sadie: so will i see you again?

“no, an egyptian drink. you’ve heard of hot chocolate? this is rather like hot vanilla.” dam now i want some.

carter is an amazing older brother. he’s written perfectly and he’s a great character to relate to for me. even though sadie can make his blood boil, he dropped everything to calm her down when she was panicking about not being able to change back from a bird. i too have to do that for my little sister - sadie and ava are ironically the same age - so i find that very comforting that there is someone like me to relate to!

‘a businessman with a rolling suitcase was waiting by the doors. his eyes widened when he saw me. i must’ve looked pretty strange — a tall black kid in dirty, ragged egyptian clothes, with a weird box tucked under one arm and a bird of prey perched on the other.

‘“how’s it going?” i said. “i’ll take the stairs.” he hurried off.’ LMAO THIS IS WHY CARTER BABY I LOVE YOU

highkey pissed that carters like “i’m always edgy around the police. once i turned eleven they started giving me the Look. when it doesn’t happen it’s always a pleasant surprise.” LIKE FUCK NO HE SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO WALK AROUND UNHASSLED WHATS WRONG WITH HIM

lmao bast be like “imma jump off this national monument. see ya at the airport in my finest clothes and jewellery x”

FOOD UPDATE: i’m eating a chocolate covered waffles and having some tea and i feel so happy rn sorry i know you don’t care but like aaaaaaa

bast called carter her little tomcat and my heart exploded

bast really likes convertibles huh

thoth: i hate rereading my old writing, my present self would never write like this now!! SOMEONE GET ME A RED PEN

are they... are they going to dig up elvis presley?

might put some elvis in for this part, y’know, to set the mood?

i cant stop reading ‘thoth’ as thot even though i know how to pronounce it

the captain with a axe for a head: my name is bloodstained battle axe 😸

yuh bast did some shit ...

imma stop now because spoilers, GO READ THE KANE CHRONICLES THEY ARE THE MOST UNDERRATED RIORDANVERSE BOOKS X X

[lucindarobinsonvevo]

i have this idea for an elle/rob/leo situation that goes like this: 

elle and leo have gone to visit rob for xyz plot reasons, and things seem to actually be going okay, neither has threatened to murder the other, theyre using real names rather than insulting nicknames and he even manages to help them with whatever theyre there to acomplish. 

then elle leaves the room early, going to the bathroom before the trip home, sent out because a guard notices she hasn’t taken out her earrings, whatever reason leo and rob are left alone to awkwardly say goodbye. And rob is like 

“You do know Elle doesn’t care about you for you, right? She wants you to be New Cameron and take care of her like Cam used to.” 

and that could spiral into a hundred different reactions from leo. Maybe he’s like ‘yeah right. if you think that than you don’t know elle at all.’ or, ‘you’re just jealous because you used to be elle’s older brother but now i am.’ or, ‘you really hate elle so much that you’d try and ruin not only her relationship with me, but my relationship with her?’ 

or it could go the other way. Maybe he does sucessfully plant a seed of doubt in leo’s mind about what elle thinks of him. elle offhandedly does compare him to cameron, and in her mind being compared to cameron is the highest honour she can bestow upon him, but he’s like...spiralling about it. and at the critical moment, maybe during an argument he snaps and is like ‘you have never loved anyone other than cam, and im so sorry i can’t be our dead brother’ or some such and she’s just broken hearted because she really does love leo so much, BECAUSE he is leo and that makes all the difference. 

even rob has potential here. he could be lying because he is a lying liar man who likes to lie and cause issues for elle and paul by extension. or maybe he cares about leo and is being genuine. 

either way, there is so much potential for these three bitches. 

[sslasherss]

slashers with a male s/o who's scared of loving them, not because theyre big scary killers, but because they've dealt homophobia in the past and are terrified the slasher will be the same (sorry if its uncomfy, dealing w/ shit like this rn)

Aight anon, this ask is bumped to the top of the queue bc I’m here to spread the love and I will not be stopped :P

Bubba

★ If you confess your feelings to Bubba, all sweet and shy and worried, he’s gonna bundle you up into his arms and squeal in happiness. He’s loved you for so long, but he didn’t think you would feel the same. 

★ Bubba struggles with feeling worthy too, albeit for different reasons. He’s lived his life being told he’s stupid and ugly by his brothers, so he might not understand your specific circumstances but he gets it. 

★ Has only really been around his family, so the concept of being LGBT and homophobia goes over his head. He loves you, and you love him, and his family don’t give a shit so why should it matter?

★ But once you explain it all to him... yeah, Bubba’s mad. Not at you, obviously, but at the people who have made you feel like this. He’s ready to lop the head off of anyone who speaks ill of you.

★ Will absolutely reassure you whenever you’re feeling down. Bubba loves you, and he isn’t afraid to let it be known! Cuddles are his go-to cure, peppering your face with sweet kisses.

Tommy

★ He can tell something’s getting you down, so one day he corners you and forces you to explain. He thinks he’s done something wrong and it worries him.

★ You confess, and there’s a moment where Tommy’s pretty sure he’s dreaming. Or hallucinating. Because there’s now way you could love him.

★ Doesn’t understand, at first. What’s the big deal? Why would you think he would judge you? He loves you. But he knows outsiders can be cruel - look at his childhood - so he sort of understands.

★ Is sure to reassure you, and make you feel loved at all times. He can’t do anything about what people have already said, but he can make sure he’s there to soothe your pain.

Jason

★ Poor lad doesn’t get romance at all, bless him, so he really doesn’t understand what the big deal about loving a man is.

★ His Mother never cared when Jason was young and crushed on one of the other boys at camp. So why should he care now? Besides, the only “visitors” end up dead so there isn’t anyone around to be cruel any more.

★ Will absolutely listen to your concerns, and do his best to make you feel better. He can’t talk to you about it, so he does his best to show you his love through actions!

★ But if a certain victim does happen to see you two and say anything... their dead is gonna be extra brutal.

Vincent

★ He understands your concerns - he didn’t come out to Bo until he was an adult, and even now he gets nervous. So yeah, Vincent understands why you’re scared.

★ He’s a little hurt, at first, that you think he would judge you. But he doesn’t tell you that, because he knows it isn’t personal so much as it is anxiety and past experience.

★ Even so, he’s delighted when you finally confess! He’s just a bundle of nerves and love and can’t believe he’s lucky enough to have you love him too. He’s quick to reassure you, wrapping you in an enormous hug.

★ Will defend you at all costs. Even if it’s his brothers saying something rude, he’ll be down to fight them for your honour. 

Bo

★ Bo knows he’s an asshole, but he’s still offended that you think he’d judge you for being into guys. In fact, he’s so offended that at first he doesn’t realise this is a literal fucking love confession.

★ Once he realises though, oh he’s gonna melt. Few people get to see Bo vulnerable but in that moment he doesn’t care. He’ll hug you, kiss you, tell you he’s loved you for so long.

★ More aggressively defensive than Vincent. He will kick ass and will kill in your defence. No one disrespects him or his loved one.

★ Prepare to be constantly showered in love. Just... behind closed doors. Bo is a private man, but he still wants you to know you’re appreciated.

[graceful-defender-of-paris]

“i’m a quidditch player, and you’re the announcer, and i am trying really hard not to notice that your comments about me are becoming less and less about how i’m playing, and more and more about how i look in my quidditch uniform” + robbaery!!

(sorry it’s so late)      

ship:Robbaery

Words: 2234     

also on Ao3                                

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The first match of the year. Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff.

Normally the Hufflepuff team wouldn't be considered a real threat but ever since Loras Tyrell had been made quidditch captain they were formidable. he had the team practising every second of the day, the last he had heard she nearly worked her chaser Podrick to exhaustion and had been sent to madame Pomfrey and given a prescription of pepper up potion to keep him awake in classes.

So it was safe to say (but not in front of any of his sibling or else he would never hear the end of it) that he was somewhat shitting a brick over the match)

Not that the Gryffindor team was bad per se, it’s just that since Brienne Tarth left they were sort of in shambles.

It wasn't helped that most of the team was made up of his family and if he screwed up he would never be allowed to forget it.

“ARGH!” Robb shouted as he was tackled to the ground off the bench at the table by a small blur of Gryffindor colours.

Arya was a bundle of energy, overexcited for her first quidditch match as the Gryffindor seeker. From where he had landed on the floor he could see his little sister fluttering about as though she was the snitch herself, at least there was something to be excited at.

And surely that will take the heat off him.

His other sister was seated by Theon and was utterly devoid of the usual green garb she wore as house pride (and partly their mother had told her she suited the colour when Sansa was distraught over her placement) but instead decked out head to toe in red and gold to support her siblings.

Sansa and Bran were the only Starks not in Gryffindor (well, Rickon had yet to be sorted but everyone agreed he was too wild to be anywhere else than Gryffindor), they were in Slytherin and Ravenclaw respectively. Family was more important than house pride so he saw no reason to cast out his sister even though many in his house view her with suspicion.

He also may have had a months detention after one of his dorm mates had suggested that she "was an icy bitch" and that "he wouldn't be surprised if she killed them all" which was bad enough but then Harry Hardyng said he "wouldn't mind getting under her skirt first though" so Robb obviously had to defend his sister's honour. And may have forgotten he went to a wizarding school and could use magic, so he may have beat up harry the muggle way and sent him to the infirmary.

(Jon had detention with him too but Arya was the only one wise enough to not get caught, Harry   had been hexed by Arya to get snowed on every time he even thought about Sansa so he would be frigid )

Robb had only managed to start on his toast when Jon jumped up saying they were going to be late to get Bran a good seat.

Bran had suffered from a splinching accident a few years ago, he had been attempting magic from a very young age. Catelyn was happy when he would cast Lumos or Wingardium Leviosa but then bran had become a little ambitious and trying harder and harder spells. He got it into his head that he could try to apparate. He was ten and so excited for Hogwarts.

Sansa thought he was dead when she found him lying in the garden with blood pooling around him. He had splinched a part of his spine and though they rushed him to saint mungos they couldn't repair the damage fully and bran would never be able to walk again. With a few levitation spells and Featherlight charms the healers had managed to sort a chair out for Bran to use, it wasn't the same as before but it gave him the freedom his legs wouldn't anymore.

It worked well but it would still take bran some time to get to the Quidditch pitch so soon the entire Stark family were making their way down to the pitch absurdly early.

Sansa was by Bran’s side talking his ear off about one of her friends, Theon was trailing along beside her. Which was a bit weird it's not like Sansa needed his help.

He was in his head about the Quidditch so Robb was only hearing every other word of Sansa’s conversation but it was something about her friend commentating and her dreamy brother on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team? He wasn't quite sure but Theon was sulking. Perhaps she had insulted the Iron Krakens again.

Finally getting into the air he felt all of his worries melt away. All that mattered was him, his broom and the bludger.

A bracing wind was rushing past, nearly deafening him to the roar of the crowd. Swooping past the commentary box he could hear the announcer

"First match of the year and first year for Loras Tyrell as Quidditch captain and early opinions suggest a Hufflepuff win in the works or so I've heard from a very reliable source- my brother. Professor’s not biased, Loras is a reliable source!"

There was some grumbling and then the crackle of the amplifier started up again "well ladies and gentlemen I've been told I can't use my brother as a source  which seems entirely unfair.”

Robb gripped his beaters bat tight as he saw the bludger fly towards Arya and he zoomed across the pitch to hit it out of her way.

“Ooh Stark is racing after the bludger heading towards stark- miss can I just refer to them by their first name cause this is getting confusing”

He screeched to a halt just in front of Arya in time and directed the bludger at one of the Hufflepuff chasers. Arya gave a bark of laughter and shouted over to him “I could have handled it”

He didn't bother to reply to her only rolling his eyes.

She didn’t see though as she was to busy racing off hopefully chasing after the snitch.

The match continued, Gryffindor-30 Hufflepuff-170 so they were not doing well. but after an hour and a half in the air, he began to notice the commentary had rather changed in tone.

“Robbs quidditch kit is quite tight, isn't it? His bum looks lovely”

Scundered, he was completely scundered. He just knew theon would never let him live this down.

Arya flew over, completely ignoring the match going on just to make fun of him. She was clutching at her stomach and she nearly fell off her broom laughing at him. Robb could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks. His cheeks were clashing furiously with his hair and though he was annoyed by his sister he did fly over and steady her.

“It should be a crime to wear those trousers that well. They look like theyre painted on- miss its perfectly relevant I’m commentating”

He was going to die of embarrassment before this match was over, all he could hope for was that Arya would catch the snitch already .

There was little else to do until Arya did her job, he blocked a fair few bludgers often tossing them between himself and Jon in the boring bits.

Dacey Mormont was their best chaser and they were about to take the lead when he saw a bludger come straight at her as she rushed to the goal.

Jon was too far away after getting in an argument with the Hufflepuff beater Meera Reed and the chaser Matthos Seaworth that their last few scores were lousy.

“Arya stark has spotted the snitch!” the cheery announcer shouted. He would really have to find out who she is.

There was a split second, a choice to make. He could either rush over- but he knew he wouldn’t make it in time hoping that it would miss her but if Arya caught the snitch they would still be behind and lose the match.

And with that, his decision was made. He would go after the bludger.

The wind was even harsher now that he was racing through it, his grip on his broom was tenuous at best with his bat in hand but now he was rocking from side to side, he hit one of the viewing towers after a hefty gust of wind caught him and he let go of his bat. It became a mere pin drop in the distance.

Dacey was almost at the goal post now- as was he but the commentary again came into his mind “Robb stark looking very dashing as he races to protect Mormont from the stray bludger- wait, it’s not heading towards her. It’s going to take out Renly!”

The sense of honour that his father had drilled into him was screaming at him. He had to save Renly even though he’s the Hufflepuff keeper . If they win it’s going to be fair and not because he had let Renly get hospitalised.

So because he never thinks things through he threw himself between the incoming projectile and Renly. His last thought before he blacked out from the pain as he fell through the air was “Arya better have caught the damn snitch.”

Blearily blinking awake Robb found himself surrounded by his entire family, quidditch team and the Hufflepuff team?

Sansa was the first to realise he had woken up, “oh Robb thank goodness you’re okay! We were so scared, seeing you drop from such a height it was horrible!” her eyes were red-rimmed and even bran seemed more solemn than usual.

Jon and Theon were the complete opposite “YOU BLOODY IDIOT!” and “you know throwing yourself in front of a bludger is not going to make any of us forget that you were called ‘hotter than a herbology classroom mid-June with the windows shut’ right?”

“I DID NOT WANT TO REMEMBER THAT” a petulant voice he recognised as Aryas called out. Well, Robb did hope that would be left out of the letter to his parents.

Sansa gave a rueful smile as though she knew something he didn’t.

He didn’t have long to think about it as he saw a barrage of yellow fly at him, it was Loras Tyrell and Renly Baratheon “you didn’t need to take that bludger for me but you did so uh... You're just like the stories of your father and an uh good sport.”

While Loras reached out to shake his hand which Robb just realised was completely bandaged. “Oh well…um ” Loras rapidly searching for a way of saying thanks and settling on patting Robbs shoulder.

Well, that was weird.

A sharp wolf whistle took over his sibling’s titterings and theon- the culprit of the noise just winked at him while Sansa elbowed him so harshly he let out an “oof”.

The pretty brunette girl he always saw Sansa hang around with was walking towards him and give him a lopsided smirk “What my dear brother was trying to say was thank you for saving his boyfriends life”.

He certainly knew that voice .

“YOU WERE THE COMMENTATOR!?” Robb desperately looked for confirmation from anyone at his bedside but all he was met with was giggling.

“What did theon pay you to say that stuff?”

Her eyes were a warm brown that he could just melt into and her hair was a torrent of waves the same colour. She was utterly gorgeous close-up and he refused to believe that she wasn’t persuaded to embarrass him .

Jon suddenly stood up and pushed Bran’s chair out of the infirmary “that’s our cue to go” and was followed like a mother duck and his sisters his ducklings- though Sansa and Arya were dragging Theon out of the room.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and she came closer to him, shooing away everyone else. Even though everyone had now left it felt incredibly claustrophobic like they were stuck in a broom closet together. She consumed all his senses and he was internally cursing himself for not noticing her earlier.

“Why would you think I was joking?”

He didn’t know how to reply to that without making himself like a blundering idiot but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to.

“Well… um, it’s just that if you uh weren’t joking… its a ah rather public way of saying such uhm things.” if all the blood hadn’t rushed to his head to make him blush like a tomato he would eat every puke flavoured Bertie botts bean.

“Maybe that was the only way to get you to notice”

Okay, so it appeared he was an idiot.

“Oh”

“Yeah”

“So… if I were to say that you were the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen and if your half as brilliant as Sansa tells me then you’re the most wonderful witch I’ve ever met you wouldn’t be mad?”

“No you idiot” her voice was filled with faux scorn but she leant down to kiss him.

“No more visitors! Mister Stark is to rest and recover from his broken bones I will NOT be having any cavorting in my infirmary” Madame Pomfrey shouted.

Margaery gave him a peck on the cheek and rushed out of the room before she left Robb called out to her saying “does that mean you’ll go on a date with me to Hogsmeade?”

She just smiled and replied “maybe”.

[imaginedilestrade]

Unitum. (4/12)

Unitum- (Latin) United- adjective; joined together politically, for a common purpose, or by common feelings.

Summary: Two kingdoms wage war against another. You are on one side while Greg stands with another…

Warnings: None.

A/N: ohhh chapter four already! I wonder how long this happy spell is going to last 😏😂 As always, I’d love to know what you guys think 😊 Have a great weekend! ❤️

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Chapter 4

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The next morning you headed down to the throne room with scrolls of parchment in your arms to meet with your brother and Sebastian. “My king,” you bowed your head before him and then turned to Sebastian who mirrored your actions as you greeted each other. “I have maps and plans concerning our approach from the north east.”

“Wonderful,” Jim smiled “Just as wonderful as that venison last night!” He got up of his throne and kissed your forehead “My best archer. Dinner was exquisite last night thanks to you.”

You smiled and bowed your head slightly “Shall we discuss the plans in private?” Sebastian asked looking around at various guards and people in the throne room. Ever since the incident with Anderson, he had been on edge.

You followed him out to a private room that was hidden away by a bookcase in the west side of the castle. You placed down the pieces of parchment and Jim glanced over them all. “I think attacking from the north east is our best chance to gain land. They are not very well defended from that area.”

“I think you’re right,” he proudly smiled “You should prepare arrangements.” You turned with Sebastian to leave but Jim called you back. You sent Sebastian a small nod and he left the two of you alone.

“What is it?” You asked.

“I spoke with Molly this morning while you were blissfully snoring your head off,” you narrowed your eyes before rolling them “She told me you were very ‘smiley’” he made air quotations with his hands.

You blinked before your brow raised without you realising “What do you mean by that? Is there something against me smiling now?”

Jim shook his head and pursed his lips “No, I’m very happy to see that natural smile grace your face again. I know fathers death was hard on you-”

“I’m fine,” you cut him off with a broken smile. Your mother had died when you were a infant so you didn’t have the opportunity to get to know her but you and your father were inseparable. Jim reached a hand out and placed it on your arm “I’m fine.”

“You also said that when you were shot in the leg with an arrow…” he trailed off.

You let out a long sigh “That hurt less than the loss of our father,” your mouth changed into a line as you pulled your arm away “I have to go.”

“Where are you going?” Jim asked following you out.

“I want to go for a walk and clear my mind. I’ll see you at dinner.”

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After grabbing your bow and arrows you walked off into the forest in the quiet lands with images of your father replaying in your mind. He’d often place you up onto his shoulders and spend the day walking through the forest.

You smiled to yourself as your feet crunched the sticks and leaves below your feet, the leaves had now abandoned the trees. The morning fog had cleared but the forest was still eerie. You waited in the same spot you met Greg yesterday, you’d wait for an hour or two to see if he turned up. After an hour of sitting you saw Doe prancing through the foliage, but that was the only sign of life you had saw.

You sighed and stood up, the sky was dulling over and you wanted to get back to the castle before it rained, if indeed it did. You attempted to leave but a hand grasped onto your shoulder, making you jump and turn.

You tackled the hand to the ground and placed your foot to the persons chest, it was a natural instinct “You shouldn’t sneak up on me!”

Greg grabbed your foot and pulled you down before getting on top of you and pinning your arms above your head “You shouldn’t put your foot on me…” he said almost mockingly.

You furrowed a brow and twisted your leg around his, managing to flip him over and sit on him while pinning his hands by his head. “You shouldn’t sit on top of me…” you twisted his words and Greg smiled from underneath you.

“Well,” he sent you a smouldering smirk “If I knew how pretty you looked on top of me, I’d let you top me all the time…maiden.”

Your brows raised and you quickly got off of him with a face that was turning redder by the minute. You cleared your throat “I do not think thou would be privileged enough to have that honour…peasant.” Greg bit his lip as he smiled and nodded his head at your playful jibe, he deserved that one.

Greg bent down and plucked a late blossoming honeysuckle flower for you “From the peasant,” he smirked.

You extended your hand and took it from him before bringing the flower to your nose to inhale the sweet smell. “Thank you,” your cheeks flushed pink “That is very kind of you, I’ll press it when I return home.”

“Shall we go for a stroll?” He asked.

You nodded with a smile and took the lead through the forest, deeper into the quiet lands. You looked up to the sky and Greg laughed “Are you looking for dragons?” He teased.

You turned and walked backwards so you could still face Greg “Nay they are but a myth!” You laughed “The only dragons you will find around here are men with a raging fire in their bellies.”

“Pretty and funny…I must be the luckiest peasant on the planet.” He walked a little quicker than you and spun around the trunk of the tree, he playfully hid from you and you moved your head back and forth with a grin trying to keep up with him.

“You’re not just a peasant!” He stopped and you managed to have a proper look at him from the other side of the tree “You’re Greg,” you softly smiled at him.

Your stomach flipped when his hand moved from the bark to brush over your fingers. He lingered them for a few moments before pulling away “Do you think you can shoot that birch tree?” He asked. You looked around and had to squint your eyes to see the tree he was talking about.

You did like a challenge.

You placed the honeysuckle flower behind your ear and grabbed your bow and placed an arrow in it, you pulled back and took in a gulp of air before releasing the arrow and hitting the tree. When you turned to look at Greg his jaw had almost fallen to the floor. “How do you do it?” He asked, flabbergasted.

You shrugged “Practice I guess. You try,” you handed him your bow and an arrow “Show me what you can do.”

Greg took the bow and got into position, you furrowed a brow and gently placed your hand on his shoulder “Relax this, it’s too high,” you whispered in his ear and delicately guided his shoulder down. Greg felt his fingers tremble after feeling your breath dance over his ear and neck. You placed a hand over his and mirrored his moves “You’re too tense,” you observed aloud “Relax.” You felt his muscles ease and when they did you whispered in his ear again “Release.”

Greg did what you said and the arrow landed near the arrow you had shot moments before. “You did it!” You cheered and clapped your hands together in delight.

“All thanks to you!” Greg bashfully smiled and handed back your bow which you placed on your back. Greg leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek “A thanks,” he whispered before pulling back “Shall we fetch your arrows?”

You swallowed away the nervousness building in your throat and nodded. You walked over and fetched them “I should be heading home,” you sent him a thin lipped smile.

“Aye I should be going home myself, fair maiden,” he teased and you rolled your eyes.

“You’re never going to drop that are you?”

Greg shook his head “No, never.”

“Good day, Greg.” You began to walk back before he stopped you.

“It was a good day because I saw you,” he confessed. “Will I see you tomorrow again?”

You bit your lip and glanced down to your wrist that was being held by Greg. A part of you was sure he could feel your rapid pulse under your skin.

“Yes,” you whispered.

A huge smile spread from one side of Greg’s face to the other. He took your hand and kissed your knuckles “Until tomorrow…”

He let go of your hand and walked off. You brought your knuckles to your mouth and gently pressed them against your lips.

“Until tomorrow indeed…”

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