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bat-mom-writer · 6 months ago

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Wife On Repeat

Reader(Wife) X Bruce Wayne(Husband)

Summery: Bruce goes on an interview, and during his interview he wouldn't stop talking about you.

Rating: Fluff, slight spicy(if you squint your eyes and turn your head sideways.)

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"Welcome back, folks," the host, Janelle, flashed a gleaming smile as the commercial break concluded. "And tonight, we have a truly remarkable individual joining us. An inspiration to millions, a legend in his own right. Ladies and gentlemen, let's give a warm welcome to Bruce Wayne!"

The studio audience erupted into applause as Bruce emerged from behind the velvet curtains. He was impeccably dressed, as always, his jaw firmly set, and his eyes focused on the cameras. He took his seat opposite Janelle.

"Mr. Wayne, we're absolutely thrilled to have you here," Janelle said, her voice a mix of excitement and professionalism.

"Oh, Janelle, it's an honor to be here," Bruce responded with a courteous nod, his deep voice resonating through the studio. "I might even say I've been here before, but then I realize that you're show is always on my 12th living room Tv."

The audience chuckled at Bruce's light-hearted remark, easing the tension that always seemed to follow him. Janelle leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Now, as a man with such an illustrious career, we're all dying to know, what drives you?"

"Well, Janelle," Bruce replied with a twinkle in his eye, "you might say it's my chauffeur."

The audience chuckled again, and Janelle couldn't help but laugh along. "Seriously though," she said, "what motivates you to get out of bed in the morning?"

Bruce's smile remained, but there was a sudden shift in his demeanor, a softening of his eyes. "My wife, she usually has to shove me out of bed in the morning," he joked, his tone light but tinged with a hint of something deeper. "But in all seriousness, it's my wife and sons that keep me going. They're my rock, my reason."

The camera zoomed in on his face, capturing the sincerity of his words. Janelle nodded, her own expression a blend of admiration and curiosity. "You speak of your wife, Mr. Wayne, but you never mention her name. Is there a particular reason for that?"

Bruce's smile never wavered, but his eyes grew distant for a brief moment, as if looking into a memory. "Let's just say she's a very private person, and I like to respect her wishes. Plus, I think the mystery adds a bit of intrigue to the whole billionaire philanthropist package, don't you think?" He winked at Janelle, and the audience laughed in response.

"Well, I'm sure swim suit modals and Russian ballerina, are sadden to see you off the market," Janelle said with a playful smile, eliciting another round of laughter from the audience.

"Ah, the perils of fame," Bruce chuckled. "But in all seriousness, she's the love of my life, I wouldn't have her any other way."

The interview progressed, with Janelle asking him about his latest ventures in tech and philanthropy. Yet, she found herself drawn back to the topic of his family life. "You have quite the brood of young men, Mr. Wayne," she said, glancing at her notes. "Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian. They're all so accomplished in their own right. Tell us a bit about them."

"Well, my wife would tell you that each of our sons mostly take after me, but I'd say with a sprinkle of their mother's charm and grace," Bruce said with a proud smile. "Dick is the eldest. He's taken after me in a lot of ways, but he's also forged his own path. He's got a strong sense of justice, and he's not afraid to get his hands dirty to make the world a better place. Sometimes he'll literally get dirty, and my wife has to remind him to wash up before dinner."

The audience chuckled, and Bruce's gaze grew more intense as he continued. "Jason, on the other hand, is the wild card. He's got this fiery passion that can either set the world alight or burn bridges. But usually my wife is the one putting out the fires."

"Then there's Tim," Bruce went on, a hint of warmth in his voice. "The brains of the bunch. He's got a mind like a computer—no, better than a computer. And he uses it for good, just like his mother always taught him. He's got a gentle soul, but don't let that fool you. He's as tenacious as they come when he sets his sights on something. I think he picked that up from my wife."

"And finally," Janelle prompted, "what can you tell us about Damian?"

Bruce's smile grew wistful. "Ah, Damian. He's the youngest, but he's got the heart of a lion. And the stubbornness to match. He's a bit of a handful, I won't lie. But he's also the most loving and fiercely loyal little guy I know. He's got a bit of his mother's grace in him, which I'm sure she's thrilled about, and he's learning to channel his intensity into positive outlets. I can't wait to see what he'll achieve when he's all grown up. Though I think my wife would argue that he's already achieved quite a bit."

Janelle nodded, scribbling down notes. "It seems you're very proud of your sons," she said.

"I am," Bruce said, his eyes glowing with pride. "But it's my wife who truly deserves the credit. She's the glue that holds us all together. Without her, we'd all be lost."

Janelle leaned back in her chair, her gaze thoughtful. "I couldn't help but notice how often you brought up your wife," she said. "It's clear she plays a significant role in your life and the lives of your sons."

"She does," Bruce agreed, his voice filled with a warmth that seemed to radiate through the studio. "She's the unsung hero behind the Wayne legacy. Without her, none of this would be possible."

"How did you two meet?" Janelle asked, her curiosity piqued.

Bruce took a deep breath, his eyes glazing over as if lost in a cherished memory. "Well, Janelle, that's a story for another night," he said, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "But I can tell you that she walked into my life when I least expected it, and she changed everything."

The audience leaned in, hanging onto every word. Janelle, sensing the gravity of the moment, decided not to push further. "Let's move on to your philanthropic efforts," she said, switching topics. "Your newest venture, the Wayne Foundation, is making waves with its innovative approach to solving global issues. Can you tell us more about that?"

"My wife's idea," Bruce said, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "She saw a need for a more personal approach to giving back. We wanted to create a foundation that didn't just throw money at problems, but actually rolled up its sleeves and got involved in the community. We've started with education and environmental initiatives, but our goal is to expand into healthcare and social justice as well. She's the heart of it all, the one who keeps me grounded and reminds me that it's not about the size of the donation, but the impact it makes."

As Janelle nodded, she couldn't help but feel the genuine love and admiration Bruce had for his wife. It was clear she wasn't just a partner in life, but also in his mission to make a difference.

The interview continued, with Bruce explaining the intricate details of the Wayne Foundation's projects. His passion for the cause was palpable, and it was evident that his wife's influence had been instrumental in shaping the foundation's core values. The audience listened intently, inspired by the depth of his commitment and the quiet strength of the woman who remained behind the scenes.

"Well, that's all the time we have for tonight," Janelle announced as the interview drew to a close. "Thank you, Bruce Wayne, for giving us a glimpse into your fascinating life and the incredible work you do. And of course, a special thank you to the woman who stands by your side, even if she's not here in the flesh."

"Thank you, Janelle," Bruce said with a nod. "I'm sure she's watching," he added, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "And she's probably cringing at every sappy thing I've said."

The audience erupted in laughter as Janelle wrapped up the segment. "Well, folks, there you have it," she said as the lights dimmed. "The enigmatic Bruce Wayne, opening up about his life's work and the woman who fuels his passion. Thank you for watching and we're going to take a quick break. When we come back, we'll be discussing the latest in celebrity gossip."

The cameras switched off and Bruce took a moment to collect himself. The mention of his wife had stirred up a whirlwind of emotions. He had always been careful about what he shared with the public, but tonight, he had allowed himself to be more open than ever before. The warmth of the studio lights began to feel stifling, and he longed for the cool embrace of the night.

Once arriving home, Bruce found his mansion ablaze with lights, a stark contrast to the quiet solitude he had left behind in the TV studio.

"Welcome home, Master Bruce," Alfred, his ever-faithful butler, greeted him at the door. "Your presence was quite enchanting on television tonight. Your mysterious charm has not waned."

Bruce chuckled, peeling off his tie. "Thanks, Alfred," he said, his gaze drifting to the grand staircase. "I think it's time for me to check in with the real star of the show."

Alfred nodded knowingly, his eyes twinkling. "Indeed, she's been waiting for your return."

Bruce took the stairs two at a time, his heart racing with anticipation. He found you in your private study, surrounded by books and papers, your eyes glued to the computer screen. You looked up as he entered, a soft smile playing on your lips. "Welcome back," your said, your voice warm as you get up to greet him. You're arms wrapped around him in an embrace that felt more like a homecoming than a simple greeting.

He held you tightly, burying his face in your hair, inhaling your sweet scent. "How'd it go?" you whispered.

"You watched it, didn't you?" he said, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes.

"I had to make sure you didn't spill any of our secrets," you teased, brushing a strand of hair from his face.

Bruce chuckled, his arms tightening around you. "You know me, I'm a pro at keeping secrets," he murmured. "But it went smoothly, all things considered. Janelle was quite the interviewer."

You stepped away, a playful smirk on your face. "Or you're just eager to spill everything about your love life on national television," you said, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe I did get carried away," Bruce admitted with a chuckle, his gaze following you as you moved to the minibar to pour him a whiskey. He took the glass gratefully, his eyes never leaving yours. "But when it comes to you, I find it hard not to." Taking a sip of the amber liquid, he let out a contented sigh.

You took a seat on the couch, your legs crossed elegantly, and your arms resting on the back of the cushion. "Well, with everything you told Janelle tonight, I don't think I'll be revealing myself any time soon," you said, your voice a perfect blend of humor and affection.

Bruce sat down next to you, his eyes never leaving yours as he took another sip of whiskey. "I have to let them know how lucky I am without them getting all… obsessive," he said with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "I couldn't help but notice how you avoided the question of how we met."

Bruce took a long sip of his whiskey, his eyes twinkling. "Some secrets are better left untold," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "But if I did, a few… other secrets would come to light."

You leaned in, intrigued. "Oh? And what might those secrets be?"

Bruce set his whiskey glass down with a clink, his eyes alight with mischief. "Well, thinking back, it would be interesting telling them the real story of how we met," he began, his tone playful yet filled with a sense of nostalgia. "Imagine their faces when I tell them it was in a dark alley, not at some fancy gala or charity event."

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound as enchanting as it was unexpected. "Only you could turn a mugging into a romantic meet-cute," you said, shaking your head.

"Well, when you put it that way," Bruce said with a grin, his arm sliding around your shoulders with yours coming down. "But really, it was your fiery spirit and quick thinking that night that made me fall for you."

You playfully slapped his chest. "Fiery spirit? I was just trying not to get shot."

"And you did it with such poise," Bruce said, his eyes warm with admiration. "But yes, that's when I knew you were special. And when I saw you handle those thugs with nothing but a pair of heels and a handbag…"

You blushed, the memory still vivid in your mind. "Well, I'd like to think I've improved since then."

Bruce leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And you have, in more ways than you know," he said, his gaze lingering on your face. "But I'll always remember that night, when I realized I'd met my match."

You raised an eyebrow at his dramatic tone. "The Joker?" You joked, trying to lighten the mood. "I don't recall seeing the Joker there."

Bruce leaned closer, his breath warm against your cheek. "No, not the Joker. But someone equally as formidable," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Someone who could handle the chaos of Gotham and still look good in a pantsuit."

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth of his gaze had your heart fluttering. "Dick?" you said, playing along.

"No," Bruce said, his voice a low murmur. "Someone much more… elusive." He leaned in closer, his lips so close to yours. "Someone who can melt the ice in my heart."

"Superman?" You whisper your tone teasing.

"You little teasing woman," he murmured, his gaze lingering on your lips before returning to meet your eyes. "Always keeping me guessing."

"It's part of my charm," you said, your voice a gentle tease.

"The charm that never gets old," Bruce murmured, his eyes darkening with desire.

The air between them grew thick with anticipation, the unspoken tension stretching taut as a bowstring. You leaned closer, your heart racing. "Are you just going to keep a girl waiting?" you whispered.

With a soft chuckle, Bruce closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a kiss that was as fiery as it was gentle. The warmth of his embrace enveloped you, and for a moment, the weight of their shared secrets and the chaos of Gotham City felt a world away.

As the kiss deepened, you felt the tension of the day melt away. His touch was familiar yet always had the power to ignite something new within you. You pulled him closer, your hand resting gently on the back of his neck, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down your spine.

Bruce set the whiskey glass down with care, the sound of the liquid swirling the last reminder of their light-hearted banter before the intensity of their connection took over. He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer, his hand splayed over the curve of your hip. The warmth of his palm seemed to seep into your very bones, anchoring you to the moment, to him.

The door to the study swung open with a creak, the hinges protesting against the weight of the heavy wood. You both startled, breaking the kiss as your eyes darted to the intrusion. In the doorway stood Dick, his eyes wide and a look of shock etched on his face. "Bruce, I—uh, I didn't." he pause, "I should have figured…this, after tonight's interview."

Bruce cleared his throat, straightening his tie with a slight blush. "Dick, what can I do for you?"

"I wanted to say," Dick says, his cheeks flushing as he stepped into the room, "that I thought you did a really good job on the interview tonight. You talked a lot about us, and…" He trailed off, looking down at his feet. "And I'll just leave now, oh but, uh… you might want to start locking doors."

You both laugh awkwardly, the tension dissipating as quickly as it had formed. "Thank you Dick, I think we'll keep that in mind," Bruce says, patting your knee reassuringly.

Dick nods, a knowing smile on his face, closes the door and retreats down the hallway. "Nobody go in the office, Bruce is making out with mom," he calls out, his voice echoing through the mansion.

You and Bruce listen as he goes, "It's like he's announcing dinner," you murmur, amusement coloring your voice.

"Well, my dinner at least, come here" he smirks, tackling you to the couch with a playful growl, making you giggle and squirm in his grip. The plush fabric cushions your fall, but it's Bruce's arms that truly make you feel safe and secure. His eyes dance with mischief as he pins you down, the weight of his body pressing into yours, a comforting reminder of his presence.

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dellieghtful · 1 month ago

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LADS: Game Night! Uno Edition

🍓 A/N: I'm glad you guys enjoyed my last work abt the guys being stuck under one roof. I'm super happy it got a lot of good feedback which is why I'm working on making more humor/fluff content! bc i really think we need more of that for comfort reasons lol I hope you'll like this one ;3

p.s: also was written based on my free-will, not proof-read as well :p it's a rushed work ;3

SYNOPSIS: Ever thought about them and how'd they'd play uno?

📍Characters: Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, and Caleb (separate but they'll pop-up from time to time in each other's portions ;p) Looking to get notified? Tag yourself here!

It was game night at your place and of course it was mandatory for everyone bring in their own gameboards. What fun would game night be with just one choice of game?

"Tonight's game is," you start, shaking the see-through fishbowl before picking out a piece of paper to reveal the first game of the night: "Uno!"

From the background, you could hear Caleb and Xavier yelling out a cheer.

"So, let's start?"

XAVIER

Knows how the game is played and is actually pretty good with the game of chance.

For unfortunate reasons he falls asleep mid-game which gives you and the others a chance to get a sneek of his deck of cards

"Quick, he's asleep! Check the cards!" Caleb quietly yells on the otherside of the table as you and Rafayel take a peek of his cards. "He's got, green, two greens, and four blues, and a red card". You respond, raising your hand to show off the numbers indicated on each of the colored cards.

"And you'd never think one of Linkon's best hunters would cheat on an honest game of chance." Sylus said without looking away from his cards. Out of the six of you, Sylus and Zayne chose to sit on the couch while the rest sat around the table on the floor.

"You should know better than to cheat." Zayne added, taking a short sip from his cup of tea before carefully placing it on table and resuming focus on his deck of cards.

"As if any of you play honest during Kitty Cards." You pointed out, giving both of the men your meanest side-eye to which both of them had the nerve to avert your careful gaze.

Xavier is actually good with card games?? Much to everyone's surprise, he actually wins MOST of the matches (a literal back-to-back champ lol)

Cons: Caleb always beats him when yelling out "uno" because as far as "yelling" goes, Xavier can only hold a whisper.

"Uno." Xavier says, attempting to raise his left arm to carefully place the remaining card he held in his hand on the pile in the middle. But, unfortunately, because he said it too low for anyone to hear, Caleb took the opportunity to scream at the top of his lungs: "Uno!" and slammed the card on the pile.

"Take about fear of losing," Rafayel comments in a voice too low enough to be heard but not low enough for Caleb to not pick up. "Hey, I heard that!"

ZAYNE

Super chill throughout the entire night and suprisingly knows the in's-and-out's of the game.

"Wow! You're actually pretty good at this Zayne." You commented, your gaze focused on your deck as you skimmed through your cards in search for a green, before placing it neatly ontop of the other cards.

"Of course, being a doctor grants me the fun of engaging with my patients on the clock. Both, children and adults, I mean. Board games help pass the time and in some sense, builds self-confidence in one's skills and way of thinking".

"You must've let them win all the time." You said, as you throw a teasing smile and a slight poke to his leg with your finger which earned a small smile from Zayne before he lifts his gaze away from the cards and looks over at Caleb, who sat across the table.

"Who ever said mercy was ever part of my job description?"

Then Zayne, with all the grace and calmness, places a card on the deck and you could hear Caleb yell out a curse in the background. "Screw you, Zayne!"

Mostly focuses on eating the sweets you've prepared on the table instead of focusing on the deck of cards.

Can be easily bribed with the right treat

"I'll give you my plate of macaroons and this sweet bag of banana muffins with chocolate chips, ozzing with creamy chocolate filling". Rafayel says as he opens a bag of mini muffins, showing all six pieces of sweets, neatly packed inside the bag.

Trully a tempting offer indeed, one that Zayne could not deny despite all those grueling years in training to become a well-disciplined and leve-headed medical practitioner, he could never say no to sweets.

Taking in a deep breathe he carefully takes out a card and hands it over to the man sitting right infront of him, to which both exchanged goods. Rafayel receiving a pair of multi-colored uno cards to use at his advantage later in the game and Zayne, with his even-numbered macaroons & muffins.

"To think, a doctor would risk morality in a game of chance over a plate of treats". Sylus said, letting out a click of his tongue once or twice, expecting more from Zayne's better judgement.

"If it puts food in my stomach and sweet to taste, it's worth the risk".

"But you didn't even bother trading with me?" Caleb asked, raising a brow as he glances across the table to meet zayne eye-to-eye.

"Because carrots don't count". Then Zayne places a card that skips Caleb's chance in taking his turn.

RAFAYEL

He fumbles so bad in the game.

"And, here we go!" You cheer as you slap a +4 card on the pile, oh how unlucky the next person would be having to add another stack of cards to their own growing pile.

"A little more and you could dress up as a peacock with the deck of cards your holding". Xavier teases at Rafayel, who's currently handling about 20 cards plus an additional four to his already growing stack.

"This is just a warm-up, just you wait. I'll be bringing home the winning trophy tonight."

He in-fact did not bring any wins that night, just about 25 loses after 3 hours of trying.

For some reason, his turn either gets skipped or he has a full set of cards added to his own deck.

Tried to actually trade with Sylus but ended up getting an unlucky deck of cards.

"For a man who's feared in and out of the N109 Zone, your deck of cards aren't really instigating any fear from me".

"Oh believe me, it will." Then Sylus pulls out his ultimate weapon: a +4 card.

"Fuck my life."

SYLUS

For a game that involves bargaining (for his version of the game at least lol) and chance, you'd think the leader of the notorious group would actually bag the wins but no.

"Kitten," Sylus starts off, staring at your direction hoping you'd give him the gentle mercy of not pulling what he thinks you're about to throw onto the pile.

Deadass you stare straight into his glowing red orbs with all the courage you could muster: "No." Then slam the skip card on the deck.

"You should've called it quits when you had the chance". Zayne commented, who was now sitting near the kitchen isle with his own winning treats after beating Rafayel again.

He does get back at you though after a little while, making sure it would be your turn getting all the plus cards on your deck.

He gets to call in "Uno" once or twice throughout the night, not even with all the talent and skill that Sylus would've thought he had mastered in winning and negotiation would pale in comparison to Xavier's skill in the game.

He does in fact quit the game after the 12th round saying he needs to stretch out his legs but in reality is sitting in the other side of the room and looking up for ways he could actually win in the game without cheating or creating a crime scene.

CALEB

Hands down, he cheated in the game for about twice, using the full-length mirror he strategically placed near the couch and moving it with his evol from time to time to get a view of not just yours but everyone else's deck of cards. No remorse, no guilt.

Tries to smooth-talk you into giving up the good cards for his bad ones that he unfortunately, picked out himself.

Gets super competitive after losing the first 20 rounds. You offered to get everyone a drink while it wasn't your turn to give out a card yet. Besides, it was only you, Xavier and Caleb who were left playing the game.

"No. No one sleeps, eats or drinks not until we finish the game."

"But, we've already played more than 20 of this." You whined, already wanting to grab some snacks and refreshments before moving on to the next round of the game.

"The game doesn't end until I beat this guy," Caleb says, pointing over at Xavier who was half passed out with only three cards left in his hand. "The game ends when I win."

And so he did, after another 10 rounds of playing, he actually won once. Just once for a full hour worth of gloating.

Although game night came to an end, Caleb's the only one showing up to your door step at ungodly hours (also because of his not-so regular work schedule) to play uno.

You could hear your phone buzzing for the 10th time tonight, you weren't sure if it's a call or a text but you were sure it was Caleb asking you to play with him again.

With no choice, you groan in agony and rise from your already-comfortable sleeping position to pick up and answer the still-ringing phone.

"For the love of God and this goddamn city, the answer is no". And you quickly end the call and go back to sleep, peacefully going back into your dream state.

While you were peacefully sleeping, Xavier was the unfortunate next victim of the Colonel, showing up at his apartment at 1:12AM to play Uno cards because aparently losing 20 rounds against Xavier did not sit well with Caleb.

"Why are we doing this?" Xavier asked, rubbing his eyes as he and Caleb sat on his kitchen table chairs with cards in each of their hands.

"Because I said so".

"Dude, you need to get more friends in your socual circle".

Caleb laughs. "Hell no." Then pulls out a +4 out from his deck.

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fantasydreamland · 2 months ago

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The Man I Once Knew

aemond targaryen x fem wife reader

Summary: Your happy marriage with Aemond turns cold when the war begins. The power continues to warp his mind until he is no longer the man you once knew. When he demands you fly your dragon into battle you finally reach your breaking point.

Notes: 18+ only!!! Slight suggestive smut, ANGST, fluff kinda, physical abuse, definite spoilers, some script from the ep.

based on the scene where aemond is trying to get heleana to fly dreamfyre into battle.

Word count: 1.7k

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You were Rhaenerya’s oldest child, betrothed to Aemond in an attempt to make peace with the family when King Viserys was still alive. When the war began and Aegon usurped the throne you remained loyal to your husband. He treated you well, much better than you had expected. You’re not even sure when you fell for him, all you knew is you were soon madly in love with each other. It was an easy choice to remain by his side.

But this war had turned Aemond cold, colder than he was before. He was always known as the cold quiet prince but with you he showed nothing but warmth. As of late, he had hardly shown you that same warmth. His mind twisting and warping from his new found power. It became even worse after Aegon’s injury. The prince regent was now drunk on the power of the iron throne he has so desperately wanted and was now so close to getting.

Now he returns to your shared chambers long past when you were asleep and was typically gone by the time you woke. You had only been intimate a couple times since the war started, before that it was hard to keep your hands off one another for even one day. Even then, these rare times were now fast and rough, he was no longer tender and gentle with you as he had been. He no longer took his time ravishing you, he would quickly pound into you until he found his own pleasure and rolled off of you to sleep. You were not sure how things went so wrong, but you could hardly bear it anymore. Your pillows were tear stained as you contemplated your life.

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You were sitting and talking with Alicent, explaining all of your thoughts and fears about Aemond and what is to come. She had become like a second mother to you, always showing you kindness even with her issues with your own mother. She pitied the position you were in now, she herself had been wanting an escape from this dreadful place and this dreadful war.

“What would you think about leaving this place?” She softly asks.

“Where would I go?” You respond sadly.

Just then there’s a knock at the door.

“The prince regent, your grace.” The guard announces before Aemond strides into the room.

“(Y/n), here you are.” He says before throwing a glance to Alicent. “Mother.”

“I was just going to bed.” You say casually.

“The crown has need of your service.” He says flatly.

“Now?” Alicent asks.

“The Pretender has raised new riders against us and we must answer in kind.” He explains. “I need you to fly with your dragon into battle.”

“Aemond.” Alicent chimes in.

“I do not wish to fight.” You say in a gentle voice.

“Our wishes must take second place now to what is necessary to preserve the throne.” He eyes you sternly.

“I won’t burn anyone.” You stand up defiantly.

There’s a short pause as Aemond stares you down and in that moment you could not even recognize the man you once knew.

“It isn’t a question.” He says as he grabs your arm.

“Aemond.” Alicent says again.

“They have defiled our birth right! Made commoners into dragon riders!” He begins shouting and yanking harshly on your wrist as he tries to pull you out of the room.

You struggle to pull away from his strong grip while Alicent continues calling his name as she tries to help you from his grasp. He ignores your pleas and sounds of pain as the anger blinds him.

“It is a sin and must be punished!” He continues yelling his demands.

“May I remind you that is still your wife?”

“We are in peril today more than yesterday!”

“Was it peril that moved you to burn the town of Sharp Point?” Alicent counters. “Peril or basest fury at your own humiliation?”

Aemond finally lets go of his tight grasp on you, causing you to stumble back in tears. Alicent’s words only reminding you of the monster he has become. Burning down a town full of innocent folk out of anger towards the enemy.

“You wish to rule the seven kingdoms but you rain ruin and death upon its smallfolk when you’ve been insulted… because it makes you feel strong, and now you seek to corrupt your wife. Of all of us, the gentlest and most deserving of your protection.” Alicent smacks him on the arm.

“And who will protect her if cannot protect herself?” Aemond snaps.

“And who will she be if her mind is broken?” Alicent snaps back.

“Tis no longer our rule that is threatened, our very lives. Would you not have us prevail?” Aemond tries to make you both see reason.

“Not like this.” Alicent responds.

Aemond looks to you still holding onto your sore arm and staring at him in tears before his gaze returns to Alicent.

“NOT like this!” She pushes.

Aemond pauses another moment before turning and storming out of the room without another word.

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The severity of his actions begin to sink in. Aemond cursed himself for putting his hands on you. The fear you had in your eyes as you looked into his. You had never looked at him that way, you had only ever looked at him with love and kindness. But he saw the fear and resentment that everyone else had always showed him, you were the only person who didn’t look at him like he was a monster. He couldn’t bear the thought that you now saw him that way too. Perhaps he had truly become one.

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Aemond found you standing alone overlooking the dull lights of the city in the night sky. You hadn’t bothered going to bed as you planned, you knew you would not sleep anyway so instead you went to take the night air.

“Wife…” He says softly as he approaches from behind you but you don’t acknowledge him. “I know you wish no harm to anyone. But in a time like this… when the good of the realm depends on us….” He continues gently, almost reaching out to touch your arm before hesitating and pulling his hand away.

“My mother is not a dragon rider. She cannot understand that you and I have a truer call to head.” He continues.

You continue staring blankly over the city, your silence was like a dagger in Aemond’s chest.

“Come with me…. to Harrenhal…” He pleads, his quiet voice cracking as tears lined his eye. “We will lay waste to Daemon and his army. Let our enemy see that we will answer outrage with outrage.”

You lightly shake your head in disappointment. You were waiting to hear his apology for his outburst earlier but he only continued pushing the issue.

“And if I refuse? Will you burn me as you did Aegon?” You say softly, Aemond’s breath hitches at your words.

You finally turn around to meet his silver lined eye filled with a tornado of emotion. Anger, sadness, regret, desperation, fear. He had told you the full story of what happened at the battle at Rook’s Rest, but he explained it like he had no other choice. You were never sure if you truly believed him.

“I just don’t know who you are anymore Aemond…” Your own eyes begin to water as you try to hold yourself up strong. “You are not the man I once knew. I used to pray to the gods that you would be king some day, and now… I have never been more terrified of that happening.”

“What are you saying?…” Aemond softly mumbles.

“I am saying… I can no longer remain by your side as you destroy the world before you. I plan to leave King’s Landing on the morrow. Where I will go, I do not know. But I fear if I remain here my fate is already sealed, and I’m not ready to die due to your ignorance.” You say boldly through your fear and sadness, holding his eye contact.

Alicent had plans for you both to escape the city, find somewhere quiet to live out the rest of your days peacefully. The last thing you had wanted was to leave your husband, but it was no longer love keeping you here, it was only fear. But fear was also your motivation to leave.

Aemond’s entire being felt aflame as he comprehends your words. He was already losing this war and everything he had worked so hard for. But the idea of losing you was unbearable. You were everything to him, his wife, his love, his life… his future queen, and now he was about to lose you for good. His heart shattered and his stomach twisted at the thought of never seeing your beautiful face again, or hearing your laugh, or seeing your smile that he realized he had not seen in a long time, knowing that was likely his fault too. You hear a slight sniffle before he takes a slow shaky breath as his eye continues to bore into yours, his mind processing.

“I could have you killed.” He whispers almost inaudibly, though you both know there is no real threat behind it, only hurt.

Even if you abandoned him he would still love you. Even if you joined the enemy he would still love you. Even if you utterly despised him… he would still love you. He knew this was his own fault he pushed you away, the only thing that ever truly mattered to him.

“It wouldn’t change anything.” You whisper back.

You brush past him as you silently walk back inside the castle. Aemond wished to grab you in that moment, hold you so tight you could never leave him. But instead he watches in pure devastation at your departing figure as you walk away from the man you once knew. A tear falls down his face while his entire world officially crumbles to pieces around him.

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officialundertakersmoocher · 10 months ago

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may i pls request a scenario with violet and afab reader where he’s drawing them nude and then smut ensues?

An Artistic Craving

yall i am so sorry for the extended break, and I hope this meets your expectations 😭

Warnings: NSFW, Nudity, +18, Slightly OOC

• • •

"Stay still, okay?"

"But, Vi, it's so embarrassing..." You attempt to cover your assets which have been shamefully exposed to his eyes in the dimly lit study room.

"Don't think of it that way... It's just a study." You tried not to ask many questions, after all, he was more versed in the arts than you were.

It was lucky that you two happened to catch this moment alone, unchaperoned. Vi, actually very uncharacteristically, was the one to insist that he needed you as a model to finish this study to complete a project he was working on for his upcoming art exam.

After all, you two had been seeing each other for a long time now and were not only comfortable enough to do such a thing, but you also just happened to owe him a favor.

This is how you ended up in such a position for your lover, spewn on a dark purple couch in a private study room near the Purple House dorms. You knew that Gregory was too shy to say so, but there are many books on campus filled with similar references free for his use. He just wanted to spend time with you in an intimate setting such as this one.

You caught him stealing glances at you every once in a while, and he could sense your growing discomfort from staying still for so long.

He left his sketchbook behind momentarily to kneel down beside you and suddenly the room felt more quiet. Your eyes locked as he gently adjusts the position of your hand, placing it under your head in a graceful fashion.

He tilts his head and he brushes a strand of hair away from your face as if to get a better view.

He tried to back away to retreat to his seat, but was caught by your hand pulling him back. He sat confused for a moment but could tell your eyes were asking him to stay.

You move yourself upwards to face him and pull him into a kiss. His lips are soft and welcoming and he eventually moves to grab your waist.

You slowly move him onto the couch with you, straddling his waist. He begins to become shy from this now suddenly risqué moment and pulls away from your lips.

"Love, I don't know if we should..." You could feel the deep heat resonating from his cheeks, so you asked him softly, "Would you like me to stop...?"

"Please no..."

You just barely hear him mutter this, but his hot breath on your neck shows you how desperate he has become.

Before you know it, there are clothes being dragged away and thrown about the room, never finding the motivation to tear your lips apart from one another. You both are stuck in an agonizing dance, waiting for the moment that you both can be as close as you desire.

The room has reached a stillness as the dim candlelight bounces off of skin, and hot breath stills in the air. You are both frozen in time, taking in the moment for the first time now, and as you do, you notice that you've never really seen your lover in such a passionate way as this.

In this position, he's kneeling his body over yours and bowing his head in a shy manor. From the silence you hear him speak softly, asking, "Is this what you want, for sure?" And you have seemingly been too caught up in your own thoughts to notice the lingering question prodding in-between your thighs. You suddenly feel a harsh flush invading your cheeks and a needy wetness in the very same place that he finds his attention.

You turn your head to avoid the embarrassment of facing him as you answer his looming question.

Your voice shakes more than you intended it to, more out of anticipation than anything else. "Yes, of course, p-please keep going, my love-"

However, he catches you off guard by lowing his head down to your thighs. His proximity meant you could feel his breath tickle your skin and it invigorated you.

He softly grazed your folds with his fingers, and slowly exploring your body until he reached the most sensitive parts of you. The moment he grazed your clit, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which is exactly what pushed him to continue despite feeling his own uncertainty.

He follows the sounds of your sweet moans, touching you and exploring your body in ways that neither of you have experienced before. Before long you find yourself growing more in need of his touch, pulling his hands and guiding him to kiss you. You both are grasping for each others touch and cursing into the silence of this empty room when the tension reaches an all-time high. You find yourself guiding his cock lower as a sign that you are ready (or maybe as a sign that you can't wait much longer now).

He follows your lead, pushing himself slowly across your folds, letting out a sigh as he feels the warmth of your pussy against his skin. He has one hand behind your head as a comforting act as he slowly guides himself between your thighs. He watches your expression change to a grimace of pain, almost stopping himself, but instead he caresses your face in an attempt to sooth your pain. You start to adjust yourself and whisper for him to keep going, and after a few moments the pain starts to replace itself with great pleasure.

You can't help the moans that escape your lips as you grasp onto him, likely leaving scratch marks on his upper back.

However, he doesn't mind this one bit. He can only focus on this heavenly feeling that seemed to blur his vision and tingle at his senses. The pleasure became overwhelming before you could comprehend it and it feels like heaven.

The sounds that filled the room should have alerted the others of the acts you both were sharing tonight, and maybe, just maybe, you should have been more worried, but neither of you could have the gut to care. Not tonight, not when it just feels so good and your vision had started bleeding white as your bodies worked in tandem with one another.

It felt like hours before you had found yourselves cuddling under a stray blanket, skin-to-skin and feeling on top of the world. There was peace settled in the air and you held each other and shared this perfect moment.

"Did you enjoy it?" Violet asked timidly while he stroked stray pieces of hair out of your face.

"Oh course, Darling. I've never felt closer to you than how we were tonight." You looked at him so softly and left a soft peck on his lips.

"Well, thats good, because... I didn't really get to finish my painting. We may have to do this again tomorrow night..." He wouldn't meet your eyes, but you knew that if you could see them, they would have a glint of excitement in them that you only see when he looks at you.

"Well, I suppose we would have to then- For your studies, of course."

• Epilogue • Tea Time •

"So, It couldn't have been just me who heard some oddly bizarre noises coming from the art studio on the west end last night..." Edgar mused to the other prefects as he took a mischievous sip.

"Oh, how I wonder what that could have possibly been coming from..." The sound of a breaking pencil could be heard only if he listened so intently.

"Oh, I heard it, alright." Greenhill pipped in, sounding more than mildly annoyed as he completed his afternoon stretch. "Some people really need to be more considerate of the fact that some of us need to study at such late hours."

"Well, maybe some people should consider that not everyone wants to hear the sound of your 2 hour long training routine at 12am either..." Bluewer rolled his eyes, obviously not knowing what the others were exactly referring to.

"Well, In just thinking that maybe when the professors discover a certain pair of undergarments left in said art studio on the west end, they may have to cancel class this morning. If you know what I mean..." Edgar takes an extended sip of his tea and watched as Gregory excuses himself, dropping his sketchbook and seemingly headed towards the west end.

"Well, that answers that." Edgar mutters with a smirk.

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hyuniemyunie · 2 months ago

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Can I pls have Amy + anyone else you want and her dancing w reader, either learning to dance w or one is teaching the other?

Two Steps Closer

sonic characters x gn!reader, learning how to dance

sfw

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(ФωФ): i NEED amy to teach me how to dance im so bad at it ffs😞 ty for your request duckyfann9871🙏

all romantic except tails

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A Dance of Our Own

Silver was excited.

Way too excited.

"You sure you know how to do this?" you asked, watching as he practically bounced in place.

He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "Well… not really! But hey, if we both don’t know what we’re doing, we can figure it out together, right?"

You sighed, shaking your head. "This is gonna be a disaster."

"Nah, it’s gonna be great!"

Famous last words.

The first few attempts were… bad. Not just clumsy—silly. Silver kept overcompensating, trying too hard to be smooth, which resulted in wild flailing. At one point, he lifted you off the ground entirely with his psychokinesis without realizing.

"Silver, put me down!"

"OH CRAP—SORRY!"

By the time you were both out of breath from laughter, you had collapsed onto the floor, limbs tangled, faces flushed.

"Okay," you panted, wiping a tear from your eye. "New plan. Less energy, more rhythm."

Silver huffed. "I have rhythm!"

You raised an eyebrow.

"...Okay, maybe I don’t." He grinned sheepishly.

The next few tries went better. You started slow, counting the steps together, learning how to move with each other rather than against.

And when you finally, finally got through an entire routine without tripping?

Silver beamed. "WE DID IT!"

You barely had time to react before he spun you in circles, laughing.

Maybe it wasn’t perfect, but dancing with Silver?

It was yours.

Just Follow My Lead

Shadow was not a dancer.

Fighting? That was muscle memory. Strategy, balance, movement—he had all of that perfected. But dancing?

Dancing was different.

"Why are we doing this again?" he muttered, arms crossed as he stared at your outstretched hand. His ears flicked in irritation, but the faintest dusting of red painted the tips.

You smirked. "Because you need to loosen up, big guy. And because I want to dance with you."

Shadow scoffed, looking away. "Dancing serves no purpose in combat."

"Maybe not," you admitted, grabbing his hand anyway. He didn’t pull away. "But it’s not about that. It’s about feeling the music, moving with it. And, y’know, having fun?"

Shadow grunted, but the way his fingers curled tentatively around yours told you he was at least trying.

"Fine," he sighed. "But if you step on my foot—"

"You mean if you step on mine," you teased.

His glare was half-hearted.

The first few minutes were awkward. Shadow was stiff, his movements too controlled—like he was expecting an attack at any moment. You guided him gently, adjusting his posture, showing him how to listen to the rhythm instead of overthinking it.

"Relax, Shadow," you murmured. "It’s not a mission. It’s just us."

His red eyes met yours, something in them softening.

He let out a slow breath and loosened his grip. And this time, when you stepped in closer and swayed with the music, he moved with you.

By the time you finished, there was something almost… content in his expression.

"I’ll admit," he said, crossing his arms again, "this was… not terrible."

You grinned. "I’ll take it."

And maybe—just maybe—Shadow would dance with you again.

Just Feel It

Knuckles didn’t dance.

At least, that’s what you thought.

Then he showed you.

It was different from what you expected—less formal, more instinctive. There was a grace to the way he moved, something almost ritualistic about it.

"Where did you learn this?" you asked as he took your hand, guiding you into the slow, swaying rhythm.

He shrugged. "It’s part of my culture. Echidnas used to dance for all kinds of things—celebrations, ceremonies, even battle." His voice was calm, steady. "It’s about feeling the earth beneath you. Letting it guide you."

You swallowed. "And now you’re teaching me?"

Knuckles’ grip on your waist tightened slightly. Not forceful, just reassuring.

"You wanted to learn, didn’t you?" he murmured, his forehead nearly brushing yours. "Then trust me."

And you did.

Knuckles’ dancing wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t about showing off. It was about being in the moment, connecting. And when he pulled you closer, pressing his lips to your temple as the rhythm carried you both, you knew—

Knuckles wasn’t just dancing with you.

He was sharing a part of himself.

The Perfect Partner

Rouge was effortless.

Every step, every movement—flawless. She was the kind of dancer that owned the floor, that turned heads the moment she stepped into the rhythm.

So when she offered to teach you?

You hesitated. "I don’t know if I can—"

She pressed a finger to your lips, smirking. "Ah, ah, none of that. Dancing isn’t about knowing. It’s about doing."

You swallowed. "Easy for you to say."

Rouge’s smile softened—just a little. "That’s why you’ve got me, darling."

She took your hands, graceful, patient.

At first, you stumbled. You second-guessed. You kept looking at your feet, overthinking every step.

Rouge sighed dramatically. "Sweetheart, if you keep hesitating, I’m gonna start thinking you don’t trust me."

Your head snapped up. "I do trust you!"

Her grip on your waist tightened slightly. "Then prove it."

So you did.

You let her guide you, let yourself stop thinking and just move.

And suddenly?

You were dancing.

Rouge grinned. "See? I knew you had it in you."

You flushed. "That’s only because you’re leading."

Her lips brushed your ear. "Oh, honey," she purred, twirling you effortlessly, "I always lead."

Catch Me If You Can

Sonic wasn’t one for slow dances.

He was speed, movement, energy—always on the go. The idea of standing still, swaying in rhythm? Unthinkable.

So when you suggested dancing together, his first response was a smug grin.

"Alright, babe, but if you wanna dance with me, you better keep up!"

You barely had time to react before he grabbed your hand and spun you. Sonic didn’t do waltzes or ballroom routines. He turned it into a game.

One moment, he was guiding you through fast-paced steps, the next, he was dipping you dramatically, twirling you under his arm, laughing the whole time.

"Sonic!" you gasped, breathless from the pace.

He grinned. "What? This is fun, right?"

You wanted to argue, but… you were smiling. Laughing. The rush of movement, the way he held onto you, the way he matched your energy, never letting you fall—

It was wild. It was spontaneous.

It was so him.

Eventually, you both collapsed onto the floor, panting and grinning. Sonic nudged you with his shoulder, eyes bright.

"Not bad, huh?"

You chuckled, leaning into him. "Not bad at all."

And maybe, just maybe, Sonic would let you teach him a real dance next time.

Or maybe not.

But as long as you were together, it didn’t really matter.

A Lesson in Rhythm

Tails had never danced before.

So when you suggested learning together, his first response was a nervous chuckle. "Uh, yeah, sure! How hard could it be?"

Turns out? Very hard.

The first attempt was a disaster.

Tails kept stepping on your feet, getting the rhythm wrong, and overanalyzing every step.

"Okay, okay," he huffed, ears drooping. "Maybe I’m not a natural."

You chuckled. "It’s okay. We’ll figure it out."

Tails frowned, thinking. Then, his face lit up. "Wait! Maybe if I calculate the exact movement—"

You groaned. "Tails. No math. Just… feel it."

"Feel it?" He tilted his head. "But there’s no formula for that!"

"Exactly," you grinned, taking his hands. "Let’s just move."

Slowly, he stopped thinking so much. He let the music guide him, let himself relax into the rhythm.

And when you both finally managed a full routine without tripping?

Tails grinned, ears perking up. "Hey! We did it!"

You laughed. "Told you!"

Maybe he wasn’t a natural. But with you?

He’d dance anytime.

A Dance for Two

Amy loved dancing.

And when she found out you didn’t know how?

She was determined to teach you.

"Alright, sweetheart," she said, hands on her hips. "First rule of dancing with me—confidence!"

You hesitated. "But I don’t know what I’m doing."

Amy took your hands firmly, yet gently. "Doesn’t matter. Confidence makes everything better."

She started slow, swaying side to side, guiding you patiently.

At first, you kept looking down at your feet, second-guessing every step. Amy clicked her tongue. "Nope. None of that. Eyes on me."

You lifted your head, meeting her gaze. Bright, warm, full of encouragement.

"See? You’re doing it," she murmured, squeezing your hands.

Her movements were effortless, natural. Dancing with Amy wasn’t just about technique—it was about feeling.

"You don’t have to be perfect," she said, twirling you. "Just be with me."

Your heart skipped. "Amy…"

She giggled, pulling you close. "Mmm, I love hearing my name like that."

She leaned in, brushing her nose against yours—a soft, hedgehog-like gesture.

"One more time?" she whispered.

You nodded.

And this time?

You danced without hesitation.

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h0efor2ho · 1 month ago

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Hi, Before I request I just wanted to say I hope you are doing well! I also couldn’t get over your writing because it was so good.

So I was wondering if I could request something else but this time about Hongjoong from ATEEZ? NSFW

I was thinking something along the lines of Hongjoong and reader dating. (Fans does not know think she’s a random Atiny at the concert.) Y/n surprises him on tour front row and when he spots her he does his best to not make it obvious that Y/n is his girlfriend.

After the concert in the hotel room, he mentions how he’s sleepy so they sleep but in the middle of the night he wakes up with a very hard cock and Y/n awake masturbating and they take care of each others issue by fucking.

This took me soooooo much longer to write then I wanted to and simply because I had SO MANY ideas for this! I absolutely LOVE this idea of reader showing up at the show and he would try so hard to act like they are just another person but ya know hes possessive lol anywhooooo I hope you enjoy :)

Hongjoong X Reader

TW : Secret relationship, getting caught masturbating, fingering, unprotected sex [ dont do this ] cream pie, use of the word slut but like in a good way, possessive yet soft HJ <3

WC : 3k

The roar of the crowd is deafening in your ears as the lights in the arena drop. The familiar beginning backtrack to Propaganda begins to play as a vrc flashes across the screens. Soon the arena is plunged into darkness, before 8 spotlights flicker to life. The crowd full of ATINYs goes crazy as Ateez walks on stage lead by none other then their leader, your boyfriend Kim Hongjoogn.

It takes one 'stage', three whole songs before any of them notice you and of course it had to be, Wooyoung. The biggest grin, forming on his face as you give him a little wave from the barricade, front and center. "Heyyyyy Captain" He says "Don't you think some of these ATINYS look familiar" His arm coming to sweep out over the crowd stopping just past your direction.

Hongjoon gives him a puzzled look "Ugh yes we always remember our ATINY" The crowd screaming around you at his words. Giggles play through the mic as Yunho comes to lock arms with him, "Lets get a better look Captain" dragging him to the front of the stage, right in front of you. It's always Yunho at the scene of the crime you joke to yourself. Yunho gives you a big smile as he pulls Hongjoon right in front of you. "Aren't ATINY beautiful" He says again giggling.

Hongjoon looks down into the crowd and you can tell the moment his eyes land on you. Surprise flashes in his eyes only for a second before he schools his features back. The only reason you notice is because you spend so many hours looking into those eyes. His signature smile slowly graces his face as he lifts the mic to his mouth. Eyes still locked on yours "Yes, my ATINY is beautiful" You can feel the blush creeping across your face as the crowd once again erupts in screams. Luckily by now the rest of the group has noticed your presence and come to drag Hongjoogn back to the middle of the stage so they can continue.

The show goes off without a hitch. It was nice for you to get to see it from this angle instead of watching it from the green room on a tiny TV like you usually did. All of the guys came over through out the show to subtly say hello to you and cause a ruckus but it was very evident that Hongjoogn was favoring the front of the stage. After almost 3 hours they say their goodbyes just for the crowd to start chanting Ateez over and over.

They make their way back to the stage for one more song. That song just happens to be 'All About You' one that Hongjoon wrote about you. So it was no surprise that your secretly sappy boyfriend was front and center looking right at you when he did his verse. Winking when he says baby in one of his lines. The girl next to you starts to scream, fanning herself with her Jongho picket. The song ends, the guys say their final goodbye and disappear behind stage.

The arena lights come on and people start filing toward all the exits. You look down at your arm to make sure your wristband is still there. While everyone moves toward the back of the floor you make your way to the side of the stage and off toward the security guard blocking the way to the back stage area. One flash of the red band on you and you are being escorted behind the thick heavy curtain. You follow the guard down a long hallway till he stops infront of the door that reads 'staff'

After a quick knock the door opens to the KQ staff that makes these shows all run behind the scenes, including the members manager. He smiles when he see's you, making his way to greet you in the hall way "How did you like the show?" He asks leading you back down the hallway. "it was great to see it from the other side this time" you tell him "this may be one of their best sets yet" The two of you chat till you reach a door, which opens to a small parking garage under the arena used for staff and artists. There sit two large black vans, one for the members the other for the rest of the staff. "I have to go get them" He says "Their with the stylist changing. They will take the first van, go get comfy well be back in 5"

You climb in the first large van settling onto a small bench seat in the very back. You finally check your phone for the first time since your plain landed, to see a slew of texts, most from Hongjoong. It seems everytime he stepped off stage he text you.

HJ🖤 : [6:49pm] Were about to go on. I'll call you tonight. I miss you❤️

HJ🖤 : [7:40pm] What are you doing here??

HJ🖤 : [8:26pm] Stop entertaining Woo when he walks by hes becoming insufferable!

HJ🖤 : [9:04pm] Was I too aggresive in Guerrilla?

HJ🖤 : [10:03pm] Where are you??????

There are also a few from your friends making sure your flight went well and you were safe. As you start to text back replies the door to the building opens and the sound of Wooyoung's yapping echos through the small space. You quickly type out a message to your friends that you landed safe and your enjoying yourself. You hit send just as the door to the van slides open and Wooyoung's energetic voice fills the space, "Ah, finally! Our special guest is waiting for us!"

One by one each member climbs in saying their hellos to you as they take their seats. Lastly Hongjoong climbs in, eyes landing right on you. He makes his way to the back of the van, where your sitting, and plops down beside you. "What are you doing here" he asks with a smile before leaning in placing a gentel kiss to your mouth.

You smile back at him as he pulls back, "Obviously here to see you" you reply "Manager helped me organize this little surprise" your voice low. The other members are chatting and laughing, but they seem to be giving you a moment, not paying much attention to your exchange. "It was nice to be on that side of the stage for once" you lean in closer, your voice taking on a more intimate tone, "And I have to say, I loved every minute of it. You guy killed it out there." Hongjoong's smile widens, and he wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer as the van starts to move.

Its a short ride to the hotel where everyone is staying. The van pulls up to a side door where a employee is helping to open the door and monoter who is coming and going. You pull your hood up and over your head as you exit the van behind the members. Blending in with the staff that follows the members into the building and the elevator. When ever they go on tour KQ blocks off two floors, one for staff and the other for the members and managers. Thanks to their manager you had already been here earlier today, so when you follow Hongjoong to his room he finds your suitcase sitting next to his.

"Looks like you're already making yourself at home," he says, his voice low and teasing. You smile, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging in this space with him. "I might have had a little help from your manager," you reply, raising an eyebrow. Hongjoong chuckles and walks over, pulling you into a gentle kiss. "I'm glad you're here," he says, his voice full of emotion. "I was a sad I didnt get to facetime you before I went on tonight, and was looking forward to doing it after, but this is so much better."

You wrap your arms around his neck. "Why don't you go wash up and I'll pick out something for us to watch after we're both ready for bed" He gives you a soft smile "okay" he leans forward kissing the tip of your nose, making you giggles before walking off toward the bathroom. You quickly go though uour suitcase finding your night items while you listen to the hum of the shower that Hongjoogn is now taking.

You flip through the one demand movies on the tv screen before deciding on a romantic comedy. You listen as the water cuts off as quickly as it came on. A few moments later Hongjoogn rejoining you in a side t-shirt and pajama pants. His hair still damp and tossled from the towel in his hand. "You know if you want you can take a picture instead of stairing" he says smirking at you. "I was just admiring the view," you say, trying to sound nonchalant. "I picked out a movie" you say as you gather your things and head to the bathroom. "I'm gonna go wash up, make the bed all cozy for us so we can watch when I'm done"

Closing the bathroom door behind you, you get changed and start your nightly routine. You try and be fast but between your skin care and oral hygein it takes you a few minutes. So long infact that when you come back into the room, you find Hongjoong curled up on the bed, breath coming out in a soft, even rhythm. He was so tired form the show, that he feel asleep waiting for you. You quietly crawl into bed next to him, cuddling under the blankets next to his sleeping body. Instinctivly, like his subconscious mind knows your there he wraps his arms around you pulling you close to his chest. Its not long before sleep claims you as well.

.. But it doesn't last long...

You wake some time later. The lights on the digital clock next to you letting you know its 4:28am. Youv gotten about 3 hours sleep. Over the past few hours Hongjoong has released you from his grip and rolled to the other side of the bed. You shift under the covers, waking up flushed from the dream you were just having. Your sleep shorts sticking to the apex of your legs. You dont normaly have wet dreams but when you do they are intense. You need releafe. Slowly and carefully you slide your hand into the band of your shorts, trying not to make any sudden movements that might wake Hongjoong up. As your fingers slide though your slick folds, you feel a surge of pleasure and relief. Gently you start to stroke yourself, trying to be as quiet as possible.

Slowly you push two fingers into you. The sensation is intense, and you can feel your body responding to your touch. Your trying to be careful, not to make any noise, but it's getting harder and harder to keep quiet. Your breathing getting shallower. Your trying to focus on the sensation, to let yourself get lost in the pleasure. Your body is screaming for release, and your not sure how much longer you can hold on. Lost in the sensation of your fingers moving in and out of you, you hear a slight stir from Hongjoong's side of the bed. You freeze, your fingers still buried in my wet hole. You hold your breath, hoping that he's just rolling over in his sleep and won't wake up. But as you slowly turn your head you see Hongjoong is now awake, and his eyes are fixed on you.

You feel your eyes go wide and the heat creep across your face with embarrassment. Hongjoong reaches out a hand, grabbing your arm and pulling it out of your shorts. You watch as he lifts your arm, looking at your fingers. Your slick glistening in the low light of the TV. Slowly he brings your fingers to his mouth, slipping them inside and sucking on them. You watch, mesmerized, as Hongjoong sucks your release off your fingers, his eyes never leaving yours. He shifts, pulling the covers back, your eyes glancing down his toned body landing on the bulge in his sleep pants. you can see the outline of his erect cock, straining against the fabric of his pants. It's clear that he's just as turned on as you are.

He pulls my fingers from his mouth with a pop. "Now why are you over here touching what is mine" he asks. You look down, trying to avoid his gaze, but he reaches out and lifts your chin, forcing your to meet his eyes. "I...I couldn't help myself," you stammer, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "I had a dream, and I woke up feeling...needy." His eyes seem to burn with intensity "Needy?" he repeats, his voice low. "What do you need, exactly?"

"You" you whisper out "Need you Joong'" In one swift motion he pulls you closer, his lips crashing down on your in a passionate kiss. Hands roaming you, tugging your shorts down your legs. You help him kick them off. His hand coming to slide through your wet folds twice before he roughly shoves two fingers in you. You wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as his fingers move in and out of you. His fingers are rough and punishing, but you love it. You love the way he's taking control, the way he's claiming you as his own. You feel a wave of pleasure wash over you as his fingers curl inside you hitting your G-spot.

Moaning into his mouth, body arching up to meet his touch. His kiss becomes more intense, his tongue tangling with yours as his fingers continue to fuck you. Your body getting tighter, pressure building as your appoch the edge. His hand is moving faster now, his fingers pumping in and out of you with a rapid pace. "Fuck yes right there" you mumble against his lips. Chest heaving, breath coming in pants. Suddenly, he's fingers curl, hitting you G-spot with precision. You feel a surge of pleasure, body tensing. "Oh God, oh God, oh God" your yelling, as he watches you come undone. Your voice rising to a crescendo as you feel yourself being pushed over the edge. Wall tightening around his fingers.

His fingers still inside you , moving slowly and gently as he tries to draw out the pleasure as you come down. Panting you look at him through half lidded eyes. "I'm not done with you yet" he says his voice a octave deeper than normal. He slowly pulls his fingers out of your wet cunt, bringing them to his mouth to once again lick your release off. "Fuck you always taste so good" he says as he gets between your spread legs. Hovering over you, he pushes his pants down just enough to pull his hard cock out. Stroking it slowly as he looks down at you, precum glistening on the flush tip. Gently he rubbs the tip of his cock through your folds before noching himself at your entrance.

With a gentle push, Hongjoong's cock enters you, filling you up with his hard length in one push. Your walls wrapping around him, gripping him tightly. "You're so fucking tight," he growls "I love how your pussy grips my cock like a vice." Soft breathy moans escape your mouth as he starts to move, his cock sliding in and out of you with a slow and gentle pace. "You like that, don't you?" he asks, his eyes locked on your. "You like it when I fuck you slow and deep." You nod, breath coming in short gasps "Yes, love it," you whisper, your voice barely audible. His pace getting faster and harder, his thrusts becoming more intense. "You gonna to come for me, aren't you?" he asks, his voice dripping with dirty intent. "You're going to scream my name and beg for more."

You cant help how loud your being. Voice hoarse. "Fuck me, Joong," you beg, voice pleading. "Fuck me harder please, please" Hongjoong's response is immediate, his cock pounding into you with increased intensity. "You want it rough, baby?" he asks, his voice strained. "You want me to fuck you like a slut?" you nod, body trembling with desire "Yes, want it rough," you whisper "Want you to fuck me like you own me." "I do own you," he growls, "this pussy is mine" his hips picking up a faster rhythm, you feel yourself being driven towards what you know will be a mind-shattering orgasm. You feel your walls tightening around his cock, gripping him tightly. His balls slapping against your ass, and his cock is rubbing against your cervix, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

Its not long before your body is trembling, shaking as you are pushed over the edge. Back arching off the bed into his chest as you grip his arms tightly, your fingers digging into his skin as you try to anchor yourself to him. "Oh God, Joong," you yell, "I'm coming." His thrusts becoming more punctual, his cock pounding into you with a steady rhythm, as he fucks you through your orgasm. "That's it, baby," he growls "Cum for me." You can feel your walls contracting around his cock as he drives himself into you. His thrusts becoming sloppy, and eratic. "Fuck baby I'm close" he whispers. His warm breath fanning your face. "Yes, Pleasee, " you moan, "Come inside me, fill me up." Your words seem to push him over the edge. He lets out a loud groan as he drives his hips home.

His abs tense as he burries himself deep in you, his cock twitching as he cum's deep inside you. "Fuck, baby," he whispers, his voice hoarse. "You feel so good." leaning down placing a gental kiss on your forehead. You let out a small breathy laugh. Slowly he pulls out of you, before falling to the matress in a exhausted heap next to you. His arms snaking under your body and fulling you flush against his chest, settling his head in the crook of your neck, You knew sleep was not far for him. As the two of you tangled up in each other, breathing begining to even out he pulls his head back, giving you a soft kiss. "I'm so glad you showed up tonight" he whispers before burring his head back in you. You cant help but smile as you hug him tighter, yeah your pretty glad too.

#ateez #ateez hard thoughts #ateez fanfic #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong x reader #kim hongjoong #hongjoong #hongjoong ateez #hongjoong smut #hongjoong hard hours #hongjoong hard thoughts #hoe42ho #hoefor2ho

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jossamology · 7 months ago

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josssam headcanons. (part two)

❝ i thought we had a connection 𓈒　　𓈒　　❞ sam giddings + josh washington this is part 2 of jossam headcannons, enjoy! x

josh pretending he’s not listening to sam’s ramblings, but he could recite every word back to her—her voice has become his favorite sound.

late-night confessions over text, josh sending her random deep thoughts at 3 am because sam is the only one he trusts with the parts of himself that he hides from everyone else.

falling asleep on the phone together, neither wanting to hang up first, so they just listen to each other breathing until they drift off, a silent comfort in the connection.

rainy days spent together indoors, sam curled up with a book and josh quietly sketching in the corner—neither of them needing to speak, the silence filled with unspoken understanding.

late-night gaming sessions where josh lets sam win (but never admits it), just to see the way her face lights up in victory.

josh calling sam his “wolf in sheep’s clothing” because she’s sweet on the outside but tougher than anyone realizes, and that strength is what draws him to her.

josh doodling on sam’s notebooks during class, little sketches of things that remind him of her—stars, wolves, and her favorite flowers.

autumn walks in oversized coats, sam tucked into josh’s side, their breath visible in the crisp air, but the warmth between them enough to keep the chill away.

josh never really liked rom-coms. he'd grumble and complain every time sam picked one, claiming he was more of a horror guy. but deep down, he always caved. he’d sit beside her, arms crossed at first, but slowly he’d relax, sneaking glances at her instead of the screen, watching the way her eyes lit up during her favorite scenes. and even though he pretended not to care, he secretly took mental notes of every movie she loved. later, when she wasn’t around, he’d rewatch them alone—just so he could memorize the parts that made her laugh or the moments that made her smile. it wasn’t about the movies for him; it was about knowing her better.

josh writing unsent letters to sam, pouring out all the things he’s too afraid to say out loud—how she makes him feel grounded in a way no one else can.

coffee shop hangouts, where sam orders something sweet and josh sticks to his bitter brew, always stealing a taste of hers just to make her roll her eyes at him.

camping trips where josh insists on building the fire, even though sam teases him that he’s “a city boy”—he just likes the way she laughs when she catches him struggling.

josh making playlists for sam but never sending them, just listening to the songs that remind him of her on repeat, wondering if she would feel the same if she knew.

josh and sam dancing in the living room was a rare sight. sam wasn’t much of a dancer, but when josh got a little too drunk, it was one of his favorite things to do. he’d stumble toward her, that familiar playful grin on his face, and pull her up from the couch. she’d protest at first, laughing, but she never resisted for long. josh would wrap his arms around her, moving clumsily but with surprising grace, using the slow dancing skills he’d picked up from his sister’s birthday parties. sam would rest her head against his chest, swaying gently to whatever song was playing, not caring about the missed steps or how offbeat they were. in those moments, it didn’t matter—he held her like she was the most important thing in his world, and somehow, despite her awkwardness, it always felt perfect.

josh confiding in sam about his darkest fears, trusting her with the pieces of himself he doesn’t show anyone else, her reassuring presence grounding him when he feels like he’s losing control.

sometimes, josh quietly feared that one day, sam would find someone better. he did everything he could to keep her close, always going the extra mile, because in his eyes, she belonged with him. he couldn’t imagine her with anyone else—she was his world, and he hoped, with every part of him, that he was hers too

#sam giddings #josh washington #until dawn #until dawn headcanons #jossam #had the biggest smile writing these #sam x josh #josh x sam #samantha giddings #i thought we had a connection #until dawn remaster #until dawn remake #rent free in my head #i ride and die for jossam #supermassive games

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missmoonfrost · 3 months ago

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The squirrel - a jegulus microfic

@into-the-jeggyverse - February 19: Forbidden Forest - Words: 485

“Detention, both of you”, Professor Sprout ordered.

Regulus hid his excitement behind a careful mask of indifference. He was a master of mind games and manipulation. He was a genius. He had managed to get detention together with James Potter. What better way to get to know each other than a full few hours of just them, complaining together about some boring task and unfair teachers? He didn’t care what they would be made to do.

Regulus would never in his life admit he set this up. Just like he would never admit how drawn he was to the Gryffindor. But when James peeked behind Professor Sprout’s back, smiled his bright alluring smile, and flicked his adorably unruly hair out of his eyes, warmth spread in Regulus chest.

“First thing after dinner tonight.” Professor Sprout continued, “You are collecting slug eggs in the forbidden forest. There’s an infestation of exploding slugs that’s threatening to spread to the greenhouses.”

Regulus paled. Forbidden forest? At night? How on earth was he supposed to get to know James if he had to use all his concentration not to show he scared he was?

He had no say in that now. When the night came, they walked beside each other along the footpath in under the dark trees, Regulus carrying the lantern and James the bucket.

They had only walked a few minutes before there was rustling from a bush. Regulus froze. James jumped in front of him, wand at the ready. A squirrel hopped out of the bush, looked at them with its alert eyes, and then ran off.

Regulus started to laugh, relief flooding him. When James turned to him with his red cheeks he laughed even more.

“Thank for saving me from that squirrel, James”, he joked.

James bit his lip in embarrassment and set off to keep walking. But Regulus didn’t let the subject pass, it was too good an opportunity. Every time he got scared of a real or imagined sound he clung to James' arm and cried:

“Oh, save me!”

James would smile at him, and he would grin back, making clear it was all a joke. If James saw through his performance, he had the grace not to say anything. Eventually, he even started to play along. Pointing his wand in every direction, shouting things like: “Look out for that stick, it might bite you.”

When the bucket was filled with slug eggs and they were almost back James stopped.

“We should keep some.” James grabbed a handful of the slimy disgusting slug eggs and held out to Regulus.

“Ew!” Regulus made a repulsed grimace.

James picked one of the eggs and threw it, rather forcefully, into a nearby boulder. It exploded, leaving a small crater in the leaves on the ground.

James held out the handful of eggs again. “For pranks.” Then he smiled and winked. “You can always blame me.”

#jegulus #jegulus microfic #james potter #regulus black

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dilfl0v3rss · 2 years ago

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poly basketball player ony and aran

YES

having two very successful professional athletes as your boyfriends was a blessing and a curse. they were caring, smart, passionate about what they were doing, and gave you everything you could ever dream of having. there hasn’t been a day where you felt any less of the queen you already are and from the outside looking in, these men were calm and delicate when it came to you. always around to keep you safe and happy. you were as happy as can be with them, but every relationship has their issues. the main one in yours was their competitiveness.

“i won nigga get off the sticks and go wash the dishes” aran yelled, pointing to the kitchen where you were standing. you had told them an hour ago to wash the dishes and instead of just doing it, they decided to bet a game of 2k on it. the yelling and screaming coming from the living room irritated you so much that you washed them on your own to try to drown out the noise. as ony walked up to you, his tall figure already saw over your head that the dishes were done. a remorseful look on his face as he leaned down to give you a kiss on the cheek. “my fault mama, thank you” you rolled your eyes, ignoring him before walking towards your room.

this was a constant thing in your house whether it be who dressed better, who was smarter, who should get the bigger plate during breakfast, and the most common, who loved you more.

“i love her so much, i bought her a plane when her flight got delayed” ony smirked as he talked, his big hands rubbing on your back as you laid your stomach on his thighs, the rest of your body laying on aran’s lap. his big hands rubbing all over you ass while he replied. “that ain’t nun nigga. i love her so much, i bought her a house in every state so she don’t ever gotta worry about sleeping in a hotel when my matches are far away” ony rolled his eyes at his boyfriend, giving him a “duhh” look before replying. “how you think she be getting to the houses nigga? she takes the plane….dumbass” aran looked away, an embarrassed look on his face as he thought about what ony just said.

“well my dick is bigger nigga, now what?” the dark skin male laughed, his hand leaving your back to cop a feel of aran's manhood. he gave him a knowing look. “be furreal nigga y'know my shit bigger. that was cute tho” you rolled your eyes, sighing loudly as you got up from the both of them. “ohh my goddd do y'all ever just shut up?” you spit before walking away to your room. before you reached the door a small smirk graced your features as you came up with an idea to help them get along. “both of y'all dicks is little so ion even know why y'all arguing furreal”your words brought a mix of confusion and anger to both of their faces before ony and aran turned to look towards each other. silently communicating there next actions before getting up and making their way towards you. “we gon see about that”

your boyfriends argued almost everyday, using there bantering as a way to show their love for each other. you knew they'd never downplay each others love for you for real, always in the others defense in the media when different blogs would try to put them against each other. they always saved their arguing for when they were in private or in the comfort of their home and when at home there was only one way to shut them up.

“mhmm i know ma” aran mumbled as he listened to your pretty whines. his big hands outstretched on your ass while you made out with ony. all three of you sat on your knees as aran fucked you from behind and you stroked ony's dick in front go you with your pretty hand, your other hand on ony's his shoulder to keep yourself from falling over. “how she feel baby?”he moaned as he felt your hand tighten around him. aran matched his boyfriends moan with one of his own. “good...fuck...real good da” his dick twitched inside of your wet walls as he watched his the darkskin male tightly grip your neck before giving you a sloppy kiss. ony's eyes never left aran's as he let his tongue slide in and out of your wet mouth.

aran knew was ony was doing, purposely teasing him to bring him closer to his orgasm, but he had just the thing for that. his big brown hands gripped your hips before he started deepening his strokes, his pace increasing to get you to moan into ony's mouth just the way he loved. "aauughh fuck papa m'finna cum" you whined, your hand slowing to a stop on ony's dick as you felt your orgasm approaching. before you knew it, there was a hard slap brought to your ass by aran, his thrusts never faltering as he spoke. “don't stop touching him mama, daddy gotta cum too” a smirk grew on ony's face at the interaction, his dick twitching in delight at your obedience when you brought your hand back to him.

you were enjoying every minute of this. letting the men you love take control over your body and bring you to some of the best orgasms you'll ever received. ony squeezed your neck, pulling you from your thoughts as he brought his lips to your ear. “throw that shit back mama, make em feel real good so he can fill you up. you want papa to fill you up right?” you quickly nodded your head, listening to his command instantly. the feeling of your ass meeting his thrusts made aran moan, his release getting closer and closer as he felt your arousal begin to drip to the sheets. your walls fluttered repeatedly as you felt your orgasm begin to rush through you. "m'cummin oh my god m'cumminnn" your pretty cry brought ony to his orgasm as well, his dick pushing out thick streams of cum that rolled down his tip and onto your hand.

aran began to deepen his thrusts, using your release as lubricant to move quicker inside you. “fuck mama ima give you all this nut, hold still f'me” you tried your best to listen, stilling you body from shaking in overstimulation as you felt all of his inches move in and out of you. as aran fucked you, you watched ony make his way to his side, letting you fall to the bed before giving aran a sloppy kiss on the lips. his hand rubbed up and down aran's chest just the way he liked as he continued to let his tongue dance inside his mouth. in no time he was cumming, his thick load shooting into you had he slowed his thrusts. “thank you da” aran sighed as he caught his breath. ony gave him another slow kiss on the lips, his hand still on his chest as he spoke. “of course baby”

as they brought their attention to you, they noticed that you were already asleep. chuckles flew from both of them as they got off the bed to clean up. “where you goin?” aran asked as he watched ony begin to carry your towards the bathroom. “we finna take a bath while you clean the sheets” the brownskin man sucked his teeth before walking towards your sleeping form in his boyfriends arms. “you took a bath wit her last time, you said you was gon take a shower wit me this time after we bathe her together” ony rolled his eyes, before turning back around to go in the bathroom. “that was before you made me wash your dishes nigga” aran opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by your sleepy, annoyed voice. "if y'all don't shut up y'all gon be together on the couch" the two men looked at each other, silently communicating that they did't want to have to share a couch between their big tall bodies.

“my fault ma”

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illuminatedquill · 2 months ago

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I am loathe to wade into the shipping discourse because it’s not how Severance should be viewed - at least in its entirety - but also the writers, directors, and cast members definitely seem keen on the audience being forced into Mark’s dilemma: Helly or Gemma.

This conflict is woven into the show’s theme and is featured prominently in the intro, even. So it’s hard not to get involved and have thoughts. It’s a deeply uncomfortable topic to consider, which I totally get and, speaking personally, I despise love triangles in stories.

Severance gets a slight pass because they’re actually doing justice to the concept and making it interesting and complicated but I will admit that I’m still not a fan of Mark x Helly. I think they were better off as just friends, with the romance firmly staying between Mark and Gemma.

If you’re not interested in hearing any thoughts about this then feel free to keep scrolling. Otherwise, read on:

Mark x Helly only makes sense to me if it adds weight to the final choice of him staying with Gemma in the end. From my point of view, Helly’s most interesting relationship is with herself - namely, her outie Helena. In this season, that seems to have been sidelined in favor of her romance with Mark which is . . . a choice.

It’s possible that leads to the popular theory that Helly becomes pregnant by Mark, one that I’m personally not fond of, since it makes the relationships even more complicated (and I think the show has enough complicated interpersonal dynamics as it is) but I am giving grace to the Severance writers to handle such a plot line with their usual creativity and keen guidance.

Anyway, I don’t think anyone watching the show with working eyes can deny that Helly is deeply important to Mark and even Gemma, to an extent. If Gemma is the impetus for the show even existing, then Helly is the catalyst that spurs the show’s characters forward with her firebrand personality. She’s exactly what Mark needs right now, and the same could be said about Mark for her. He grounds Helly and gives her a safe space, whereas she gives him purpose and the will to move forward. Mark needs that.

Helly’s presence is what spurs Mark to start the search for Ms. Casey (even if that’s been somewhat derailed this season).

There’s a valid argument to be had that Mark x Gemma, having changed and lost so much because and for each other, would be doomed to a lifetime of misery for choosing to stay with each other. There’s so much tragedy between them, even before Lumon cruelly split them apart.

Helly could be a new start for Mark, free from that pain. Her and Mark’s relationship feels youthful in a stark contrast to Mark and Gemma’s lived-in marriage. That is purposeful; the creators of the show have said that one of the themes for this second season is adolescence. And we know that they go well together, having seen them in action on the severed floor.

But . . . it doesn’t feel true to the themes of Severance if they do go down that route, at least to me. Mark’s central character flaw is his conflict avoidance: his unwillingness to face the hard and painful experiences head-on in an honest and open manner.

Helly is important to him. He loves her. She is what he needs right now.

But it has to be Gemma. Not because he’s married to her or out of loyalty to what they had before. Because that Mark and Gemma are gone. Dead. Neither of them are going back to how things were between them.

It has to be Gemma because that’s the only way either of them are going to truly get out of Hell. Going with Helly would mean not having to face all that hardship and pain and suffering that healing would require. It would mean that Mark and Gemma suffered for nothing.

They have to face it; all the damage done from Lumon, from their own selves, and from each other. Face it together and learn to love and be happy and live together despite it all. And they have to undertake that journey together.

Severance never takes the easy route. It’s making the statement that you cannot sever away the trauma and pain of life without losing your humanity in the process.

Mark x Helly vs Mark x Gemma. It gives more weight to know that, despite having the chance for him to walk away, he still chooses Gemma. That he wants to be with her after everything: the good, the bad, the ugly. To stand by her side and go through it all with love and honesty and faith that they’ll make it through this.

It’s Gemma. Always has and always will be.

(I know there’s the question about what Gemma would want, especially after finding out that innie Mark loves Helly - and if they do go down the pregnancy route, hoo boy. But I think we forget that Gemma is intelligent - innie Mark was born out of a need to forget her. And she knows and understands from painful experience how innies work. If anything, Gemma might be more mad about the fact he chose to get severed rather than him falling in love with another woman, considering memories of him were all that was keeping her going while locked away in Lumon’s dungeon whereas Mark thought creating a version that never knew her was needed to keep functioning. But, all the same, I don’t think watching her fight tooth and nail for almost an hour leaves any doubt in my mind that she would still want to be with him. It wouldn’t be easy to reconcile with but, hey, life and love are messy. It’s the story of everyone. Trying to avoid it deprives you of the full richness of our brief lives and robs it of meaning is what Severance is saying. But if she and Mark survive getting free and clear of Lumon and are open and honest with each other, then they’ll be okay, I think. And, of course, the love is still there, in spite of it all. That’s enough to convince me. It won’t be the same, but it can be good again. I know it can be. After all, winter never lasts forever. Spring always comes again.)

These are my own thoughts, I cannot stress that enough. It’s what makes sense to me. Even though I don’t care for Mark x Helly, I do adore Helly’s character and wish her the best ending possible. But with Helena as her outie, I just don’t see that being a possibility. And, no, I don’t believe that Severance is going to attempt a redemption arc for Helena. Not that the writers couldn’t write a damn good one for her - they certainly could - it’s just that particular narrative would require a huge amount of character work that should take multiple years and seasons to develop properly. You can’t just flip a switch and she’s suddenly Helly, even if she does reintegrate. I just don’t think it’s a story that should be rushed, like how it was with the resolution to Helena co-opting Helly’s bodily autonomy to be intimate with Mark. Fringe did that storyline way better and the reason why is because they had the time and space to do so. Severance does not - not in this current era of streaming shows where everything is condensed to 10 episodes max. Doesn’t matter how good the writers are.

#markgemma #markhelly #mark scout #gemma scout #helly r #helena eagan #mark x gemma #mark x helly #severance #severance spoilers #severance speculation

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chloe-skywalker · 2 years ago

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Give Them A Chance - Robb Stark

Robb x fem!reader Baratheon/Lannister

Warnings: GOT

Word count: 1,362

Summary: Robb and Y/n don’t know that their fathers plan to betroth them. But Ned has a reason for not telling. Will his reason work?

Authors Note: Takes place in like the first episode of season 1 Game Of Thrones. Like right after the whole “You got fat” lines.

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Y/n watched the exchange between her father and his friend Ned Stark Warden of the North. It was very odd but she thought it was nice that they were such good friends that they still joked around with each other. She didn’t see her father act so freely like this often. It was a rare welcome sight.

“So I take it this is your oldest.” King Robert sighed looking at the eldest of Ned’s children with a scrutinizing gaze before breaking out into a smile.

“Yes, this is Robb.” Ned introduced his oldest son to his friend.

Robert slapped a hand on the young man’s shoulder, smiling widely. “You're a handsome young lad.”

Robb tried to contain his blushing that he was sure he was doing. “Thank you, your Grace.”

“You should meet my oldest. Y/n!” Robert called over his oldest daughter, but not before sparing a knowing glance to Ned. As Y/n came to stand next to her father, smiling politely at the Stark family before her. “This is my oldest. A year younger than you I believe.”

“Princess.” Robb bowed, before looking at the princess. She had caught his eye when she first entered Winterfell on horse back alongside her uncle. He could not deny she was gorgeous, and he couldn’t believe how fast he had started to fall for her.

“Mi’ Lord.” Y/n curtised, biting her cheek. Thus Robb Stark was by far one of the most handsome men she had ever seen. And she had seen a lot of people growing up in KingsLanding. She wondered if his personality was as nice as his looks.

“Would you like a tour of Winterfell?” Robb asked, offering a way for them to talk and get to know each other a bit. He also was one of the most qualified people to show her around.

“I would love one.” She smiled. Looping her arm through his and the two young adults that in some ways are still kids went off exploring.

While the two went off getting to know each other and everyone else did God knows what, King Robert and Net Stark headed down to the crypts.

“Have you told your son?” Robert asked once they were done talking about Ned’s sister. The King was curious if his friend's son had offered to show his daughter around on his own or out of duty.

“Not yet.” Nod squinted, he didn’t like the idea of taking this choice from his son. But the other part, this was a good alliance, and you don’t deny a king.

“And why not?” Robert had told Ned of the idea to marry their oldest months ago. But to be fair he didn’t tell his daughter either.

“Because I wanted to give them a chance to fall in love before knowing they might be betrothed.” Ned explained his reasonsings, and even though Robert would never admit it he admired Ned’s heart and how he was trying to make this a better situation for their children. It was better than just throwing them together.

“Very well. I didn’t tell my daughter either. She would’ve fought me on coming.” He chuckled. Y/n would’ve tried to fight him or talk him out of it, and it might’ve worked even the slightest. Out of all his children she was the only one that had a somewhat relationship with him.

“They’d be more reluctant if they knew about what we had planned. The two of them being in the dark might lead to them actually gaining feelings for the other.” Ned just hoped that the two would get close and at least see they could make a marriage work. But he was truly hoping that maybe they could fall in love on their own and there wouldn’t be any hard feelings or reluctantness.

^ ^ ^

It had been a few weeks and things seemed to be working out for Y/n and Robb like Ned had hopped. Y/n seemed to fit right into the Stark family. She got along with all his children and they all act as if she’s one of them. Things between Robb and Y/n had taken some people by surprise. The two had been spending almost all their time together. They only separated to sleep it seemed like.

Ned was happy to see they had a lot in common. The two went horseback riding constantly and Y/n seemed to know how to use a bow and a sword no doubt thanks to her uncle. They didn’t even eat apart at meals.

Today Robb and Y/n had gone out riding, once they were far enough away from Winterfell the two dismounted their respective horses walking along next to each other.

“Are you having a good time in Winterfell Princess Y/n?” Robb asked, hoping that the time they’d spent together had been as enjoyable for her as it was for him.

Y/n smiled, nudging him teasingly shoulder to shoulder. “Yes, I am as matter of fact. My favorite part is the company.”

Robb blushed looking down before looking back to her. Robb had no idea why she could so easily make him react like that, but she could and he didn’t mind it. “You flatter me y/n.”

“You’ve been flattering me the whole time I’ve been here. It’s only fair.” Y/n smiled. As they came to the set of trees that they had made their spot over the time she had been in the North.

Robb just stood there watching her for a moment. He never expected to fall in love with her when he first found out the King, Queen, and their children were coming to visit. But he had and he didn’t regret it. “If I may be bold and speak my mind, Princess?”

Y/n nodded, smiling back at him as she turned to face him. She noticed how he wasn’t right next to her and Y/n wondered what had made him stop and if it had to do with what was on his mind. “Go ahead. I won’t stop you.”

“During your time here in Winterfell I have become quite taken with you.” Robb stated walking over to her. He looked in her eye’s trying to notice how his works were being taken.

“And I you.” Y/n blushed, biting her lip at her response back to him admitting his feelings for her. Which she reciprocates.

“I have a proposal for you Princess Y/n Baratheon.” Robb felt an air of convenience hit him at Y/n admitting she feels the same.

Y/n furrowed her brow, it confused her on why he was using her title and first and last name. “Go on Lord Stark.”

Robb took a deep breath, he knew what he wanted he just hoped she wanted it to. “We may not have known each other for very long or very well for the most part. But I would like for us to get to know each other better over time. If you’d like that of course.”

“I would.” Y/n nodded liking where he was going with this so far.

“Would you also like it if we could become husband and wife, Lord and Lady.” Robb stepped right up to her, reaching out to intertwine their hands. Looking into her eye’s Robb reached up with one hand leaving the other one still in hers, he cupped the side of her face, “Would you do me the great honor and become my wife? For all my days till the end of my days?”

Y/n reached up with her free hand and cupped the back of his neck, while squeezing his hand holding hers. Looking up into his eyes with what could only be happiness and adoration Y/n answered. “I would love to.”

In her short time visiting the North Y/n had really connected with the Starks and of course Robb the most. Yes, she’d miss her siblings (minus Joffrey) and she'd miss her uncles but this felt like the better place for her. And as long as she has Robb, Y/n will always be happy.

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TSC Fandom Survey Results

The time has finally come for me to share my data! For those unaware, I've spent the past week running a survey in which people ranked TSC books, characters, and ships. In the end, 50 people filled out my survey, which is way more than I expected! About 23% of the people who looked at the survey filled it out, and everyone who started finished it.

First off I'll post the simple rankings from each category, and below the cut I'll show the more complex results with explanations for why people voted the way they did.

Best series: 1. The Infernal Devices 2. The Mortal Instruments 3. The Dark Artifices 4. The Last Hours 5. The Eldest Curses 6. The Wicked Powers 7. The Secret Treasons

Best main girl: 1. Tessa Gray 2. Clary Fairchild 3. Emma Carstairs 4. Cordelia Carstairs 5. Dru Blackthorn

Best main couple: 1. Will/Tessa/Jem 2. Will/Tessa 3. Clary/Jace 4. Jem/Tessa 5. Julian/Emma 6. James/Cordelia 7. Dru/Ash

Best side couple: 1. Magnus/Alec 2. Simon/Isabelle 3. Thomas/Alastair 4. Kit/Ty 5. Kieran/Mark/Cristina 6. Charlotte/Henry 7. Sophie/Gideon 8. Gabriel/Cecily 9. Helen/Aline 10. Grace/Christopher 11. Gwyn/Diana 12. Lucie/Jesse 13. Ari/Anna

Best side character: 1. Raphael Santiago 2. Lily Chen 3. Maia Roberts 4. Ragnor Fell 5. George Lovelace 6. Catarina Loss 7. Livvy Blackthorn 8. Jessamine Lovelace 9. Luke Graymark 10. Jocelyn Fairchild 11. Maryse Lightwood 12. Eugenia Lightwood 13. Jordan Kyle 14. Robert Lightwood 15. Jaime Rosales 16. Michael Wayland 17. Amatis Graymark 18. Camille Belcourt 19. Nate Gray 20. Charles Fairchild

Best younger sibling/child: 1. Max Lightwood-Bane 2. Rafael Lightwood-Bane 3. Mina Carstairs 4. Max Lightwood 5. Tavvy Blackthorn 6. Alex Lightwood 7. Zachary Carstairs

Best villain: 1. Sebastian Morgenstern 2. Valentine Morgenstern 3. Annabel Blackthorn 4. Malcolm Fade 5. Axel Mortmain 6. Asmodeus 7. Shinyun Jung 8. Benedict Lightwood 9. Tatiana Blackthorn 10. Belial

Best side book: 1. Tales From the Shadowhunter Academy 2. Ghosts of the Shadow Market 3. The Bane Chronicles 4. Secrets of Blackthorn Hall 5. An Illustrated History of Notable Shadowhunters and Denizens of Downworld 6. The Shadowhunter's Codex 7. Better in Black 8. A Sea Change

Huzzah! Putting this all together has been so much fun for me, and I want to quickly thank everybody who participated! I also want to remind everyone that this was just for fun, and no reason to get mad at anybody. We're obviously never gonna agree on everything, we just need to respect each other's opinions.

If you want to know the nitty gritty of how every character was ranked, how the different series measured up against each other across categories, and why people like or dislike various books and characters, then keep reading below the cut! I made a spreadsheet, please come gaze upon my beautiful spreadsheet.

Here we go, time for the real shit!

Be warned, you will probably read mean things about characters you love and nice things about characters you hate. Angry rants about how you can't believe anyone would think that way belong in DMs to your friends, not the notes of my post. I do welcome discussion, just nothing that's targeted at other people. Also, I will be doing my best to explain people's opinions, that doesn't mean that I agree with them. I'm just trying to document. If I'm sharing my genuine personal opinion on anything, I'll make that clear.

You'll be seeing screenshots from my big spreadsheet throughout this thing. Here's your key: Columns represent characters/ships/series, rows represent a ranking. Each cell shows how many people assigned that rank to that character (for example, the intersection of 3 and Sizzy will be the number of people who voted Sizzy as their second favorite side ship). At the bottom there will be the average rank this character received, which was calculated by the program I used for the survey. I have all the columns color coordinated by which series each character/ship belongs to, and each column will have one box outlined which shows the rank that character received most often (as in, the intersection of Sizzy and 3 is outlined because Sizzy got more #3 votes than #1 #2 #4 or #5). Some columns have multiple boxes outlined, in the case of ties.

Make sense?

Alright, let's go!

First off, it's everyone's favorite series. As you can see, TID was significantly ahead of all the others. TMI and TDA were neck and neck, frequently switching back and forth for that #2 spot. TLH was a bit lower than the other three, and TEC, TWP, and TST all ranked dramatically lower.

To explain why they liked TID, people talked about finding the series nostalgic, enjoying how the characters are woven into the plot, the historical setting, and how it expands the worldbuilding of TSC while still working as a contained story. People also mentioned enjoying specific characters like Will, Jessamine, and Gabriel. By far the most common comment though was just that people love Herongraystairs. The only negative comments came from people who said that they didn't find the concept interesting, and were disappointed by the lack of their favorite modern characters.

Talking about TMI, the most common positive comments were that the series was fun, nostalgic, and had the best cast of characters (specifically Alec, Magnus, and Simon). People also enjoy the modern setting, the interpersonal relationships (especially Malec), and how the world is seen to develop from where it was in the historical era. TMI has the fewest haters, but some people said that they just didn't find it as captivating as later series, or that they were put off by the incest plotline. I also received the criticism that the characters are annoying, and that the story could have been compressed into fewer books.

For TDA, a lot of people mentioned finding the characters relatable, enjoying the plot, and liking the Blackthorn family dynamic. The characters and ships who got specific shout-outs were Blackstairs, Kierarktina, and Mark. People also like the modern setting, found it to be emotional, and think that it effectively juggles a large cast of characters. Plus, people appreciate getting autistic representation from Ty. It has a solid number of detractors too, who say that they don't like Blackstairs (especially Julian), Thule, the Cohort, or the focus on Faerie politics. They also say that it has too many plotlines, takes itself too seriously, and that the last book (Queen of Air and Darkness) made them drop the series.

While TLH was ranked last of the main series, I'd like to point out that it has the same number of #1 votes as TDA, signaling that it has a similar number of intense fans. The difference really comes in with the lack of #2 or #3 votes, showing that people don't tend to be casual fans of the series. By far the most popular thing brought up by TLH enjoyers is the characters, and how they build an interconnected web with lots of fun dynamics (including developed family dynamics). People also like the number of queer and POC characters, the cozy vibe, the historical setting, the drama, and the ships (especially Herondaisy). The most common critiques all come back to the plot; that the main story is weak or even incoherent, and the series is stretched too thin across a number of side plots. People also dislike the lack of communication, and think that the characters don't feel like friends. Another complaint is that the world doesn't feel like a natural extension of TID, especially because the characters are so invested in mundane social structures like balls and reputations.

TEC is our first truly controversial series, and the main divide seems to be between people who think it's unnecessary fan service, and fans who feel serviced. The reasons I was given to like the series are the additional page time for Malec and the TMI gang, and that it fleshed out the TMI timeline. On the negative side, people say that it feels like a cash grab and that LBOTW didn't live up to the expectations set by RSOM. Overall though, the biggest reason that people ranked it so low was just that they hadn't read it.

Here's where we get into the series that were doomed to fail in the rankings because none of us have even read them. While TWP has a solid number of prospective fans ranking it in their top three, most people left it at the bottom because it hasn't come out yet. The people who expect to enjoy the series are the ones who enjoyed Dru, Kit, and Ty in TDA, and the ones who expect to dislike it are the ones who didn't enjoy those three in TDA.

So, TST was probably not fair to include in this list because I got a solid number of respondents who hadn't even heard of it, but I'm convinced that if it were ever to come out it would be in my top two series overall, and I want to see what the people think. While it didn't get anybody voting it #1 based on potential like TWP did, there were still some people saying that they would be excited to read it because of Waywood, the Luke/Jocelyn/Valentine drama, and the morally gray characters. On the other hand, there's the people who just don't care about the Circle and don't want to read about them.

For main girls, Tessa, Clary, and Emma were all pretty close in the average rankings. Cordelia and Dru fell a bit behind, but also had their share of committed fans.

When talking about Tessa, people brought up her intelligence, maturity, and their nostalgia for her character. They also like that she's a book lover, has cool powers, isn't annoying, starts out messy before maturing, and is strong-willed. By far though, the most common comment was that they found her relatable. The downside to this relatability is that her detractors say she feels like an obvious reader insert, and is overshadowed by more interesting characters like Will, Jem, and Jessamine.

Clary had the most positive comments, and people love that she's funny, creative, blunt, fearless, iconic, and handles all the bullshit the world throws at her. (My personal favorite comment was the person who called her "my beautiful unhinged princess"). More than anything though, people love Clary for her development. She starts out as a relatable 15-year-old, but over the course of six TMI books and all her later appearances, she grows into a hero. She's also of course incredibly nostalgic, since most TSC fans were introduced to the world by either her or Tessa. On the downside, people say that she works better as a side character than a protagonist, and that she's overshadowed by the rest of TMI. They also think that she made bad choices throughout the series, and find her annoying.

What people love about Emma is that she's strong, funny, complex, badass, and a bit of an asshole. They like that she's allowed to have an attitude and still be treated as a cool and compelling woman by the narrative and the other characters. Plus, she comes across as having a clear voice that makes her feel like somebody they could be friends with in real life. Most of the people with specific complaints about her either didn't like TDA overall, or thought she was treated as an extension of Julian who never fulfilled her individual potential. Some people also found her badass bad bitch persona to be more exhausting than endearing.

Cordelia is probably the most controversial character in this category, with long lists of both positive and negative traits given by the fandom. On the bright side, she's fierce, badass, kind, and relatable. People also like to see a woman of color thriving in 1903 London, and how she embodies the concept of a warrior. Looking to the negative, people largely just don't find her particularly engaging. They say that she's inconsistant, flat, and had no development after Chain of Gold. They also complained about her making bad decisions and having a weak relationship with Lucie.

Everybody had the least to say about Dru, and most people said that they ranked her last just because they don't know enough about her to like her more than the established characters. What her fans do enjoy is that she's relatable, blunt, sassy, and a fat goth girl who's giving 2015 tumblr emo. The only real complaint people had was that they found her annoying in TDA, but everyone who left comments like that also acknowledged that she was 13 in TDA and will probably be more engaging once TWP gives her time in the spotlight.

Moving into the main couples, TID continues to sweep as Herongraystairs takes the top spot (and came incredibly close to taking the entirety of the top three). After that, the couples are spaced out pretty equally and follow the same pattern established by the previous two categories.

Now, Herongraystairs received arguably the most bonkers majority in this entire survey. Nearly half of respondents ranked it as their #1, and only a couple outliers put it in their bottom three. What everybody loves about this ship is the angst, how willing they were to sacrifice for each other, the raw emotions, how perfectly the three balance each other, and the ideas about fate. They also like how all three of them are compelling characters on their own, have unique relationships in pairs (Wessa, Jessa, Heronstairs), and work even better as a complete unit. Will and Jem already loved each other, but they could only fully develop once they had Tessa; creating this tragic yet beautiful cloud of possibility. People also like the polyamorous aspect, and wish that they were a canon three way relationship. More than anything else though, what was commented again and again was simply "they loved each other so much." What else can you say? Well, I can say why a couple of people dislike the ship. The only reasons I was given was that the person didn't like TID overall, and that they prefer Jem and Will with a purely platonic parabatai bond.

Moving on to Wessa, people like their banter, the crazy build up to their relationship, and how they bonded over books. They also love how gutwrenching the relationship is, especially once you get to the epilogue of Clockwork Princess. The only complaint anybody had was that they aren't Herongraystairs, and the relationship is incomplete without Jem.

People of course love Clace for the nostalgia factor and how it's the relationship that introduced them to TSC, but most importantly people like how the two of them are just so horribly down bad for each other. They're cute, fun, and have good chemistry; forming the heart of the TMI gang and of the Shadowhunters world. What people don't like is that they're basic, getting overshadowed by other couples in their own series. The upside is that they get better in their appearances that came after TMI. There are of course also the people who don't like the incest plotline and felt uncomfortable reading about that era of their relationship.

Jessa was solidly in third for most of this survey, but Clace pulled ahead of them in the last day. Though they came in behind the other TID ships, they're still beloved by the fandom. People like their dynamic and enjoy Jem as a character. The downside is that the ship makes them sad because of the tragedy of their situation, doesn't include Will, and gets overused in the modern series.

As for Blackstairs, people see their relationship as beautiful, a good example of friends to lovers/forbidden romance, and worked in well with the plot of TDA. People also like the soulmate aspect. Their haters sure had a lot to say to counterbalance that though, and complained about how the relationship is melodramatic, overly intense, toxic, and codependant. I also got a few respondants who said that they just dislike Emma and Julian as individuals, and that Julian's behavior towards Emma is alarming.

Herondaisy is continuing TLH's grand tradition of coming in near the end while still maintaining a dedicated team of fans. The good stuff is how much James loved Cordelia, and that he spent so long unable to say anything, but once he was free from the Gracelet he never let her forget his devotion. Their love was powerful enough to break a hellish enchantment, but still felt like a friendship built on a shared interests like books and stories. The most common complaint about this relationship was miscommunication, dislike of James or Cordelia as characters, and not understanding why the two like each other (other than mutual attraction). There's also people who just don't like TLH and generally aren't invested in their story. The other main complaint was that the James/Grace and Cordelia/Matthew subplots felt unnecessary and overly drawn out (which of course connects back to the miscommunication issue).

Morgenthorn suffers from the same issue as the other TWP representatives, and largely got low marks because their books aren't out yet. Some people think they're shaping up to be iconic though, while others still aren't sold on the premise.

The side ships are where things start to really heat up. Based on their average rank, the pairs form a couple distinct tiers. First, is Malec, Sizzy, Thomastair, and Kitty (the fan favorites), next is Kierarktina, Chenry, Sophideon, and Gabrily making up the middle of the pack, then we have the less popular Haline, Gracetopher, Gwynburn, and Ghostwriter, and in dead last with by far the lowest score there's Arianna. (Sorry to the u-haul lesbians). I think it's quite interesting how most of the ships are clumped together with other ships from the same series.

I'm guessing we all knew that Malec was gonna come in first. People love the nostalgia factor, of course, and they also love how the ship is queer, iconic, and just generally sweet. It's a case of opposites attract where the two of them help each other grow and reach for things they never thought possible. Both Alec and Magnus believed that they'd never be truly loved for who they were, and yet together they were able to create a life and family. Not a single person had a bad thing to say about these two.

Continuing the popularity of the TMI gang, Sizzy came shockingly close to beating Malec for first. They didn't get as many #1 votes as the other top ships, but they were still voted highly by more or less everyone. On the surface this couple is cute and funny, but what people really love is how perfectly they match each other. While they look like opposites at first, they're actually incredibly well-balanced. Everyone expected Isabelle to break Simon's heart, but he's able to stand up to her without being a dick and he sees her for who she really is under all her defensiveness. Plus, they're great individual characters and encourage each other to grow. They only negative comment they got was one person who finds them annoying.

Next up, Thomastair comes in to prove that there are at least some parts of TLH that are pretty universally adored. People like how Thomas saw the good in Alastair from the start, and watching his schoolboy crush develop into a mature romance. They like how Thomas helped Alastair accept love into his life, and Alastair encouraged Thomas to become confident in himself. The two of them were able to create their own world in Paris, which allowed them to escape the roles they felt trapped in. The characters are of course loved as individuals, and people got especially attached to Alastair and think that he deserves good things. People also like their communication skills, in contrast with other TLH couples. The only real complains people had with the ship was that it's connected to a series they dislike overall, and falls into the bully x victim trope.

Kitty is another ship that anybody who spends any length of time in the fandom will not be surprised to see in the top quarter of this list. They're beloved as characters, and even people who dislike TDA say that they were some of the best stuff in it. Fans enjoy how Kit understood Ty from the start and Ty felt truly comfortable with Kit. They also like how Kit can't make amends with Ty but still keeps his secret (shout-out to the person who described them as being in "doomed yaoi purgatory"). People also say that they have great chemistry and a lot of potential. What people dislike is really just that they haven't had time to fully develop, since TWP hasn't actually come out yet.

The next top ship is Kierarktina, which is where we exit the "pure adoration" tier of this list. People like the characters and all their different dynamics, and think that there's a lot of potential for growth with them. They also like the fact that they're a canonically polyamorous ship. The complaints I got were that the relationship feels rushed, and that Cristina seems to fetishize Kieran and Mark's relationship.

Getting into the TID ships all nicely chunked together in the middle of this list, people like Chenry for their arranged marriage setup, where both of them love each other but saw their feelings as unrequited for years. They also like Charlotte and Henry's combined autistic swag. What makes people hesitate is their lack of pagetime.

For Sophideon, people of course love the individual characters, and especially appreciate how Gideon adores everything about Sophie. The only downside is how little of them we get on the page.

Gabrily came in lower than Sophideon but did receive more #1 votes and fewer #13 votes, proving that they have a higher number of committed fans despite being less popular overall. Those fans like how the two of them loved each other for what they were and always had each other's backs. Nobody had any negative comments about them.

Haline is another mid-tier ship that didn't get many comments. What I did hear is that people like how their struggles were worth it because they had each other, and ranked them low because of their lack of page time.

Gracetopher is probably the most controversial ship on this list. If we were just going off of who received the most #1 votes, they would be fifth overall (that order would be Malec, Kitty, Thomastair, Sizzy, Gracetopher). Unfortunately for them though, we are also factoring in all the people who ranked them dead last. As this form received more and more submissions, I watched this couple gradually climb from second-to-last to the dizzying height of fourth-to-last in the overall rankings. First off, what people like is how they truly see each other. Christopher was overlooked by his friends for his intensity and Grace was only ever treated as a weapon and a seductress, but they genuinely respect each other and bond over their shared enthusiasm for science. Looking at the negatives though, most people saw their dynamic as underdeveloped and unnecessary. Lots of people dislike Grace and don't believe that she should have received any redemption, and even people who are sympathetic towards Grace still dislike that Christopher was so quick to forgive her after how she treated one of his best friends. A few people also said that they like Grace and Christopher's dynamic when it's platonic, but ranked it low as a romance. People were also upset by Christopher's death, and feel that it ruins the relationship for them.

For Gwynburn, the only positive comment I got was a couple people saying they're cute, and the only negative one came from somebody who didn't like Diana because they felt she was an irresponsible guardian to the Blackthorn kids. Most people ranked them higher than the other ships at the bottom of this list, but unfortunately they just didn't have enough extremely high votes to pull them ahead.

Ghostwriter didn't get any specific positive propaganda, though some people clearly do enjoy them. Most of the negative sentiments came from people who just found them uninteresting and generally didn't enjoy TLH. They also see the pairing as having wasted potential, and felt frustrated by the lack of consequences for Jesse's resurrection. They saw Lucie as boring and dislike Jesse for his mistreatment of Grace.

Despite being ranked last, Arianna fans still came in to share what they liked about the couple. They enjoy the characters and Anna's butch swag, and some people who don't like them together still enjoy the concept. What people largely dislike about the two is Anna as a character, and how she treated Ari and all the other women she had flings with. While not everyone was ready to give up on them because of Anna's flaws, they were frustrated by how she didn't resolve her issues or try to be better by the end of the trilogy. There were also people who thought that the ship didn't get enough page time, or who didn't connect with Ari as a character. People were also disappointed in how Ari was punished by the narrative and by Anna for not being ready to come out of the closet when she was seventeen and dependent on her bigoted parents.

Oh boy, time to dig into the biggest category (which still feels incredibly cut down, my original list was over 50 characters). Side characters are obviously a point of hot debate, since everybody has their favorite guy who the narrative forgot about. The most popular overall characters were all old favorites introduced in TMI, then there's George, Catarina, Livvy, and Jessamine (who all swapped around a fair bit), before we get into a large chunk of characters who either inspire mixed feelings or get forgotten entirely, and bringing up the rear is two of the most hated characters in TSC.

First up, we have what I think is the biggest sweep of the whole survey; Raphael Santiago. He got about a third of the #1 votes, which isn't quite as dramatic a majority as Herongraystairs in their bracket, but far more impressive when you consider the sheer number of characters competing against Raphael for the top spot in this section. People think he's funny, iconic, and relatable. They love his sarcastic and grumpy sense of humor and his begrudging responsibility for the people around him. They also like his relationship with Magnus, as explored in "Saving Raphael Santiago" in The Bane Chronicles. The most common comment I got though was that people appreciate him being canonically aroace, and they remember him as their first experience seeing an aspec character in media. He received no negative comments (and few people left him out of their top ten).

Our second place goes to Lily, who got points for her iconic sense of humor, haunting backstory, and compelling relationships with both Alec and Raphael. She received no negative comments.

People like Maia but apparently don't have much to say about her. The only comments I got were that she's hot and a bad bitch, plus she overcame her difficult past.

Ragnor is appreciated how grouchy and melodramatic he is, and how he fits into the warlock friend group with Magnus and Catarina. I'd also like to shout-out his friendship with Raphael, since I love seeing them bond over their haterism. He received no negative comments.

George also didn't get many comments, but people grew attached to him very quickly and felt strongly affected by the tragedy of his death in TFSA, except for the person who said he felt like he got killed off for shock value.

People like Catarina's relationships with the other warlocks. I also want to point out her incredible selflessness and how she's even committed to helping people who hate her. She received no negative comments.

Livvy got the second most #1 votes after Raphael, and yet she's only #7 overall (ranked choice voting strikes again), and it looks to me like people either love her or don't care about her. What they love about her is the tragedy of her death and her relatable sense of responsibility towards her siblings, plus the continuation of her story in TWP. The only negative comment I got about her was from someone who didn't feel sad when she died.

Jessamine is seen as a fascinating and tragic character with a lot of potential depth who deserves more love. She got some low marks from her lack of page time though, and from people who found her attitude annoying.

Moving into some TST characters, Luke is noticeably higher than all the rest of his high school/fascist cult buddies. People like him for his dad vibes, and dislike him for his holier than thou attitude towards other members of the Circle. (Shout-out to my IRL friend who called him a DILF this morning).

Jocelyn didn't get many comments, and none that were positive. I'll chip in to say that I like how fierce and strong-willed she was when she decided to betray her abusive husband and raise Clary alone in NYC, and appreciate that she always tried to do what she thought would protect her daughter (even if it often wasn't actually what Clary wanted or needed). The people of the survey think she's a bad person and don't think that Clary should have forgiven her so easily for the way she lied to her. She moved up pretty far in the last day of this survey, but that was mostly due to other characters dropping in the rankings.

Maryse was behind Robert for most of the time this survey was gathering data, but her fans came in at the end to bump up her score. They like her relationships with her children, especially Jace and Alec, and are curious about her life before TMI when she had to deal with a loveless marriage and losing her brother to the mundane world. The only negative comment I received for her was someone who disliked how she treated Jace while he was being unfairly accused of working with Valentine.

While Eugenia is generally liked by TLH fans because she's funny, feisty, badass, and has a compelling relationship with Thomas; she scored fairly low overall because most people don't feel super attached to her due to her lack of page time.

The only positive comment I received about Jordan was that it was funny when he spent time with Jace and Simon. Mostly, people think that he was a toxic boyfriend to Maia and an awful person overall. They especially disliked that he and Maia got back together, even though he'd previously assaulted her after their breakup. Despite that, he's managed to make his way up from the bottom five of this list.

Robert is more controversial than his ex-wife, receiving more negative and more positive votes than her. People like his relationship with Michael as explored in "The Evil We Love," and how his personal issues with queerness bled into his relationship with his son. They enjoy both the angst of his difficult relationship with Alec, and the hopefulness that comes from his ability to grow as a person and try to be better for the sake of his kids. Folks who are less compelled by the angst just flat dislike him for his bad parenting. His ranking dropped dramatically in the last twelve hours, since I guess the people who can't forgive shitty parenting all showed up at the end.

People who like Jaime enjoy his attitude and see him as complex, and all the negative comments were about the age gap between him and Dru.

Michael is a character who seems to suffer from being nobody's favorite. No one had anything negative to say about him, but the only positive comments were in regards to his relationship with Robert, and the highest anybody ranked him was #4.

Amatis is somebody else who I believe suffered from not having any real fans. The only comment I got about her was that they ranked her low because they don't know much about her. The highest anybody ranked her was #6, and only one other character on this list has a highest rank that's lower than that. Nobody got mad at her like they did with Jordan or Jaime or Camille, but no one loves her like they love those three, so she ended up lower than them overall.

Camille got a fair number of high votes from people who enjoy her dramatic diva energy, and a lot of low ones from people who think she's just an awful person.

And here we have the first of the two most hated characters in this list. While he was dead last for almost an entire week, Nate finally managed to claw his way up to 19th place. Nobody had anything nice to say about him, and nobody ranked him higher than #7. I'll say that I find him interesting as an extension of Tessa's character and arc. People didn't have particularly complicated complaints, they just think that he's selfish, mean, awful, a traitor, a liar, an asshole, and completely irredeemable. Oof.

Even though he ended up in last place, Charles is distinct from the rest of the characters ranked this low because he actually does have a handful of fans who put him at #2 or #3. They think that he's an interesting character to study, even if he's an awful person. They also find his relationships with Alastair and Matthew to be compelling (though unhealthy) and relate to his place as an older sibling burdened by high expectations. As for the negatives, there's a whole laundry list. People see him as gross, annoying, selfish, awful, and boring. They hate his predatory relationship with Alastair in-universe, and which he was handled better by the author out of universe. I got one comment that said he felt like he was written by a straight woman, and in general people don't like how his arc was written.

Now that we're through with two of the largest and most controversial categories, let's move onto the one nobody cares about. I will admit that I included the children in this survey purely out of an interest in hearing if anybody had reasoning for preferring one small child over another.

Also, since we have two Max Lightwoods, I differentiated them using their middle inititals; Max M for Max Michael Lightwood-Bane, and Max J for Max Joseph Lightwood.

Okay, so what I have in the positive column for every single kid on this list is more or less just their association with their parents. People like the Lightwood-Bane siblings because they like Malec, they like Mina because of Jessa, Tavvy because of the TDA Blackthorns, Max J because of the TMI Lightwoods, Alex because of Gabrily, and Zachary because of Cordelia and Thomastair. Negative comments were also often linked to parents, like ranking Mina low because they dislike Jessa, or disliking the Lightwood-Banes because their existence feels like fanservice and they don't believe Alec would be a good father at age 20. Rafe did get the positive comment that his story in GotSM made the respondant cry.

Positive comments for Tavvy focused on people feeling like they know him better than other kids on this list, and being excited to see more of him and his relationship with Dru in TWP.

Max J got comments talking about how much more character he has compared to the babies, and how the tragic end to his story strongly affeced people. People got attached to him from his love of manga, and appreciate how he symbolized the innocence that Alec, Isabelle, and Jace needed to fight for.

Alex and Zachary were ranked last by almost everyone, though they all made it clear that they bear no ill will towards these kids. Zachary did get one committed fan who loves the way he brings Alastair's arc to a close, and is excited to see more of him on Thomastair's BiB story. I think it's noteworthy that they have the same number of #1 votes, Zachary got more #2 and #3 votes, and Alex got more #4 and #5 votes; showing that once you discount the people placing them in the bottom two, Zachary is in fact more popular. (I'm assuming that most people who put them in the bottom two don't actually prefer one over the other).

The villain category was particulary interesting to me, because reading everyone's comments made it clear that many of us are working off of different definitions of what makes a good villain. The biggest question was whether a character being sympathetic made people see them as a great villain or a terrible one. The other cool thing about this category is you can see that almost all the villains from the same series stayed next to each other in the ranking.

For as high as Sebastian ranked, he got relatively few comments. What people do like about him is that he was more relatable and redeemable than other villains because of how Valentine raised him, and yet he still went on to do unjustifiable things. They also think he was funny. The main complaint he got from several people was that the demon blood storyline made him a boring and badly constructed villain, since he had no free will in his own evilness. Also, y'know, the incest thing.

Valentine may not be ranked as highly as his son, but he did get far more specific compliments from people. They love to hate how logical, strategic, and pure evil he could be; as well as the way the story built up to him by showing the impact he had on the world. He was a skilled manipulator who convinced people to sacrifice everything in the name of his twisted values, and worked as a chillingly accurate representation of fascism. He also served the greater themes of TMI by allowing the leads to deny the violence and hatred passed down by their parents. Some people also just enjoy the Circle era characters. The only bad thing anyone said about him was that he's generic, one of a million bigoted middle aged white men in fiction.

Annabel and Malcom switched back and forth in the rankings a couple times while data was being gathered, since most people voted for the two of them as a unit. People like how tragic their storyline was, and how they served as foiled to Blackstairs because they too were people who loved each other enough to burn down the world. Ultimately, it was their sympathetic anti-Clave motivation that got most people to love them. The two points people held against them was that they're too sympathetic and thus not really villains, and that Annabel's potential was wasted in Queen of Air and Darkness. The folks who dislike TDA also dislike them on account of their association with the series.

Mortmain is our solidly mid tier villain. People across the board saw him as a simple pure evil force that the heroes had to win against, and the main question was whether people loved him or hated him for that simplicity.

The only reason anybody gave for enjoying Asmodeus was his association with Alec. The few negative comments he got were all about either his lack of page time or how his motivation being centered on his inherent evil made him uninteresting.

Shinyun is a more complicated character, and her reception was complicated as well. People like that she's associated with Alec through TEC, and that she showed how evil she was by rejecting redemption when it was offered to her. There were also some mixed feelings expressed about her place as a cult survivor, since that's a very human trauma that was not given enough dignity by the narrative. Negative opinions all came down to her lack of page time, and people who either never read or actively disliked TEC.

Benedict Lightwood might be the lowest anything from TID scored in this entire survey. People who enjoy him mentioned how he created realistic angst for Gideon and Gabriel, as a manipulative father they needed to learn to rebel against. What people think makes him a bad villain is that he's not a villain at all, just a generic shitty dad. Also, multiple people commented "worm" with no explanation.

Sadly for the villains of TLH, this isn't the way they were supposed to be the worst of the worst. While some people enjoyed Tatiana for her chaos and irredeemability, especially the way she abused her own daughter for years, overall she was seen as a boring letdown who could have been interesting if the narrative didn't treat her as pure evil. Maybe she could have had potential if she was allowed to be the main villain or if the story acknowledged the ways in which she felt abanoned by the Clave, but that's not the story we got.

As for Belial, nobody had anything positive to say about him. They thought that his plan was stupid (especially for a Prince of Hell), and that he was boring, annoying, and just generally underwhelming. He also received the same complaints as Asmodeus about how demons are uniniteresting villains because their only motive is their own inherent evil.

And here was have our final category: the side books! It's no surprise to me that the short story collections came in first, and that the unreleased books don't have a lot of fans yet.

Our most popular pick was Tales From the Shadowhunter Academy, which people love because of how it followed up on TMI storylines while also expanding upon the world. It gave readers a look into characters they enjoy like Alec, Mark, and James, and of course the most popular comment I got was people gushing about getting time with Simon. They love the Sizzy moments too, as well as Simon's friendship with Clary and the rest of the TMI gang. It also got points for George's heartbreaking death, and for how much fun it was to read when it was serialized in 2015. The two stories people mentioned as their favorites were "The Evil We Love" and "Nothing But Shadows," showing how people enjoyed getting to look at points in the TSC timeline that aren't explored by other series. The only negative comment it got was from a person who finds Simon and Isabelle annoying.

Coming in at a close second, Ghosts of the Shadow Market is beloved mainly for its connection to Jem and Jessa. People enjoy that it served a purpose in the overall TSC plot, and showed how love can be born of tragedy. The stories people brought up were "Every Exquisite Thing," "The Land I Lost," and especially "Cast Long Shadows." It received no negative comments.

While The Bane Chronicles was the least favorite of the anthologies, it still clearly won the love of the people. They enjoy it mainly on account of Magnus, especially for his friendship with the other warlocks and his romance with Alec. They like how funny it is, and feel like it has the same charm as the early TMI books. The only negative comment I got about it was that it's boring.

Secrets of Blackthorn Hall got points for the wholesome and iconic vibes, and the interesting format of being published through tumblr. Someone also described it as a home renovation show in a haunted house, and people brought up being glad to see characters like Mark and Mina and ships like Kitty and Blackstairs. Some people just didn't find it interesting though, and others disliked it because it had so much Julian and Blackstairs.

An Illustrated History of Notable Shadowhunters and Denizens of Downworld probably got the fewest comments in this category. The people who love it appreciate the stunning art and interesting details about the characters, and all the low votes came from people who haven't read it.

The Shadowhunter's Codex is the oldest companion book on this list, and clearly didn't hit like the later additions to the canon. The only positive comments I got were from people who enjoyed Simon, Clary, and Jace's comments written into the margins. Generally people just didn't find it interesting, and saw it as a textbook that didn't even provide new information about the the world of Shadowhunters. There were also people who either didn't read it or couldn't finish it.

Better in Black of course hasn't been released, but people are excited to see their favorite couples back in action. In this survey, I got specific comments from people talking about Herondaisy and Thomastair. It still ranked pretty low overall, mainly because none of us have read it yet.

A Sea Change was most people's bottom pick, just because it isn't out yet. (My theory is that it ranked lower than BiB because BiB got everyone hyped through fandom engagement when we all debated which couples would be included, and that BiB appeals to fans of ten different ships while ASC only has fuel for Matthew fans). Predictably, the people who expect to love ASC are the ones excited to see the next chapter of Matthew's journey.

And with that, we're done! I'd like to once again thank everybody who participated, especially the folks who gave long or detailed comments. I had to simplify and summarize a lot in this post, but I truly enjoyed reading everything you all had to say.

I also want to take some time at the end here to address some questions I got about why stuff in this poll was set up the way it was. First, I got a lot of people saying that Kitty should have been considered a main couple, either in addition to Morgenthorn or instead of them. I get that we (so far) have a lot more Kitty material and that most of the fanbase is far more invested in them, but I'm counting the "main couple" as the one that includes the main girl. I also got some people confused by my choice to include unpublished works like TWP and Seasons of Shadowhunters, and while I understand that perspective I still stand by my decision. I know it's not fair to the series and that people can't accurately rate things they haven't read, but I wasn't trying for that kind of accuracy; I was curious about how much people love or hate things that aren't out yet. I'd love to see how TWP and SoS factor into these rankings once we've all read them, but for now I'm happy just hearing what people expect to think about them.

Also, everyone who left random silly comments or told me their favorite characters and scenes, y'all are the real ones. I did this whole project out of my love for this series and my interest in learning why people think the way they do, and I've been amazed by the positive response. This series and world is so incredibly expansive, and I love that all of us are able to find the different niches of TSC that make us happy.

If you actually read through all this, you're awesome and thanks for supporting my passion for turning emotions into numbers. If anybody has any additional questions, I am here to chat!

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