#prepare two crowns!👑👑

[marchenmusika]

Paralive Revolution final results are gonna be out soon and I am shaking

[steddieas-shegoes]

the jester wears the crown

for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt 'royalty au' rated e | 18+, minors dni wc: 779 cw: semi-public sex (they don't get caught) tags: king steve, court jester eddie, established relationship, blowjobs

special big shoutout to @stobinesque and @t-boyeddie for the two line suggestions that really helped me form this drabble during a bit of a writer's block. so many hugs for you both!!!

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The doors opened again, revealing the court jester and a few of the kids who he often dragged into his schemes around the castle.

Steve stopped talking for a moment, distracted by their presence despite his diplomatic conversation.

The plan was for the jester to make an appearance towards the end of dinner in order to distract people from serious conversations, start preparing them to retire for the night, and hopefully keep things lighthearted through difficult conversations. This was a bit earlier than Steve hoped for, but he couldn't find it in him to care too much.

The jester made his rounds, boisterous laughter filling the room from every table. Steve watched out of the corner of his eye as he leaned down to tug something out of his pant leg, causing the guests around him to let out peals of laughter.

One of their more esteemed guests of the evening, a visiting prince, walked up to Steve with a quick apology for interrupting.

"Your majesty, your court jester is hilarious! Where did you find him?"

Steve smirked.

"That's my husband."

The visiting prince looked stunned, giving a small nod and excusing himself.

It wasn't common for a king to marry a man, and even less common for them to marry a commoner. But Steve had been with Eddie for nearly six years before he even had a crown on his head, and nothing would have stopped him from forever with him.

Eddie was good at his job, all aspects of it, from casual fun for parties to easing a room of people into a calmer atmosphere.

Because of this, the room full of people slowly dispersed to their designated quarters including the insufferable king and governor he'd had the unfortunate duty of entertaining all night.

When the room was empty of all people but Steve, Eddie, and the guards, Eddie looked up at Steve on his throne.

"Your majesty, I beg to speak with you," he yelled across the room, ignoring the laughter of Steve's personal guard, Hopper.

Steve rolled his eyes fondly and gestured for him to come closer.

Eddie rushed forward, taking the few steps up to his place above everyone and dropping to his knees.

"I wish to share your time privately," Eddie started.

Hopper coughed next to him, brow raised.

"You wish for me to send my guards away?" Steve asked, playing along with Eddie's theatrics. "How should I know to trust you?"

"I would rather chop my own hand off than harm you," Eddie said seriously.

Steve smiled down at him.

"As you wish." He turned to Hopper and told him to clear the room and ensure no one came in. He was past being embarrassed about their activities in shared spaces.

Once the room was cleared, Eddie made to get up, reaching up to remove his hat, but Steve stopped him.

"Stay. You look good on your knees."

It wasn't the first time they'd done this, and certainly wouldn't be the last.

"Come here." Steve's voice commanded him in a way he so rarely did. Eddie scooted the two feet it took to be at his feet, eyes wide as Steve looked down at him. "You spent the evening entertaining everyone but me. I'd say it's my turn, wouldn't you?"

Eddie nodded, throwing his hat off his head and leaning forward to unbuckle Steve's belt.

"What do you want from me?" Eddie asked.

"Your mouth. Need your mouth."

The words had barely left him when Eddie leaned forward to untie his pants, get his hand on his cock, and swallow it down in one go.

It never lasted long when they were both this hungry for it, especially not when he was on the throne.

Eddie's mouth was hot, drool dripping down the length of him, probably leaving a mess under him.

They were both moaning, echoes bouncing off the walls. Neither of them cared much about passing guards overhearing; Most guards in the castle were used to tuning out any proof of their insatiable appetites.

"Love, I-"

Steve couldn't hold back his release if he wanted to, the warning coming just a bit too late.

Eddie groaned around him, swallowing down his cum like he would die without it, like he'd been waiting all night for this moment.

He pulled off with a pop, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed as he looked up at Steve.

"Did I service you well enough tonight, my liege?"

Steve pulled him into his lap, his lips hungrily attaching themselves to Eddie's.

When he pulled away, he reached up to the crown on his head.

He placed it gently on Eddie's curls.

"Your turn," he winked.

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

👑The girl in the silver dress👑New version (Prt 3) (prt 1 here) (Prt 2 here)

Aemond x reader

Tags: Fluffish, royalty, modernroyalty, theselection

Cool devider credits: firefly graphics

🔷Summary: You are invited to become a selected girl for Prince Jacaerys's selection. You never thought you would fall for his uncle, prince Aemond instead.

🔷Author's note: Based on the books by Kiera Cass, but reading them is not required.

🔷Wordcount :3464

🔷Warnings: Non apply

TAGLIST: @connorsui @lportes-22 @thisaccountisrandomsstuff @nikkitc0703 @lijeno

Months have passed since the ball. Yet you still can feel your heart be ripped in two. Aemond has not bothered to come back for you, believing he is somehow doing you a favor by staying away. You wonder if he is doing alright. You should be furious, angry, perhaps take revenge and sleep with other men but….

Part of you knows Aemond too well to even do that. He genuinely believed he did the right thing. The good thing, by leaving and setting you free, so you could become the Queen. But what is a crown over true love? How can you rule over countless people if it is not the man of your dreams by your side, making the horrible choices so worth it, just because you’ll make that choice together? What is the future if you can’t spend it by his side? What is a golden cage if you can live with him in freedom? And why would you care about being Queen, when you could just be the woman he loves? 

Tonight, you all will be interviewed by the press, a common occurrence so the people of Westeros will know you a bit better, perhaps you’ll become someone’s favorite. 

Your make-up team works on your eyeliner, black with silver small tiny glitters. They put gloss on your lips and put your hair up, so the silver necklace around your neck speaks volumes. Baela is already done with her dress, and has taken time to chat with you about Aemond. She has become a close friend of yours in the past months, together with Dyana. You form an alliance with both, against Floris and even Queen Alicent. ‘’He loved me, he said so in his letter.’’ You tell Baela when she asks if Aemond wasn’t playing a fucked up little game. ‘’I’ve seen the man behind the mask when I am near him, Baela. It can’t have been a act.’’

Floris approaches in her black swan feather dress, glancing down at you with great enjoyment of your misery. ‘’Well, Queen Alicent has already said Aemond won’t be coming back from Dorne anytime soon. So, have fun being depressed and disappointed.’’ Alicent likely told Floris that in confidence but Floris takes any chance to make you feel miserable.

Dyana wears a gorgeous red gown and approaches Floris rapidly. She puts her hands on her hips and you and Baela know Dyana has had it with Floris. ‘’Just like your father was when you came in-'’ You see Baela gasp when Dyana opens her mouth, and the last 15 remaining girls listen with their breaths hold in. But you speak up, forcing her to remain calm, grabbing her hand and dragging her back before she can claw out Dyana’s eye.

‘’Don’t stoop to her level, Dy. She is not worth our anger or energy. She craves attention, so she seeks it.’’ Dy nods, before moving back to her chair. Floris scoffs at you three before she and her minions let the tv crew know they are ready.

After watching the other girls excel with their questions, the same questions time after time, you think you are prepared for whatever they may throw at you. You sit down in the comfortable chair, your legs crossed.

The first question is about your first meeting with the prince. The interviewer smiles, but her eyes tell books. ‘’Everyone knows you are a common-born girl. Do you think the reason you are still here is because of favoritism?’’ You first gawk at her, attacked and offended. Until you see the chance to clap back. And you will.

You speak from your heart but you can’t ignore the sting as if you betray Aemond. ‘’Frankly, I believe Prince Jacaerys is quite taken with me, and his opinion matters more than what a small crowd chooses to say about me.’’ 

Her eyebrows rise and this time she is the one who lost her tongue, clearly fumbling over cards to find a good other hostile question. ‘’Do you think you would make a good queen? How would someone as commonborn as you even lead the country?’’

A fair jab, but you are done playing fair. You will come at her with everything you got. ‘’I think us commoners know more about the country than the nobility ever will. We are the ants, carrying the crown. I hope to make life better for all civilians of the Seven Kingdoms, not just the commoners or the nobility. I hope to be a ruler. Not a decoration on a shelf.’’

The woman is seething with rage at your composed sweet answers. ‘’That was my final question.’’ You blink innocently and surprised.

‘’Was it? You seem to have forgotten to ask me the questions you asked all the other girls. Perhaps you need a break.’’ You suggest, sweetly. A few chuckles erupt among the selected.

The interviewer is removed by Lady Aemma before getting a firm talking to off screen. You stand up from the chair and sigh deeply. That went as horrible as could be. The only thing that would have made it worse would be questions about Aemond. You saw her cards, they were on there. Yet she kept from asking. Odd. And someone is working on getting you removed, someone very high up. 

The next major event is the Halloween masquerade. Only 10 girls remain, including you. Jacaerys has been nothing but kind to you, treating you as a true lady whenever you are around him. Floris and four other girls are now under Alicent’s wing. You used to be jealous that she had selected clear favorites. Yet none of that matters. Jacaerys has only eyes for you.

Prince Jacaerys dances with you, under the great chandelier. All those months practicing with the waltzes and dances have finally paid off as you smoothly follow his movements as if you are two body pieces belonging to one soul.

But alas, despite him having you made his favorite, you remain a pawn in a game. And a game has rules, no matter how unfair. Jacaerys ends the dance with a respectful bow before moving to Lady Baela, a sweet kind girl you’ve come to know very well.

You take a glass of champagne, before sitting down on a chair, lost in thought. You’ve been here for months. You miss Aemond, of course you do.

At some point you lost track of Baela and Jace. They must be getting more champagne. A servant loyal to Jacaerys whispers in your ear that you must come to the library. The prince has a surprise for you.

You enter the library not much later. A masked figure stands with his back to you, a black hood covering his hair. ‘’Jace?’’ You ask, before approaching him. Jace does not answer you, instead he grabs you by your hips and drags your body closer until you both collide. Your chin is grabbed and he kisses you fiercely before exhaling deeply, sniffing the perfume on your skin. 

This is improper. You must stop this. Jacaerys and you are not married, this is the selection. This is not fair to the others.

You gasp, as you remove the mask and look into blue eyes, not brown ones. Aemond silently brings his fingers to your lips before slowly bringing his face back to yours. The worst part is, you let him. You welcome him. Your lips find his soft pink lips, gently moving against his lips until the movements become rough as if he is trying to hurt you. ‘’Y/n,’’ he murmurs against your lips, leaving kisses on your skin. ‘’I’m sorry. I honor the traditions, normally. But I can’t stay away from you.’’ He mutters. You kiss his lips again. 

But you look into his eyes. ‘’We’ll make our own traditions.’’ You promise him, hot tears running down your cheeks of pure joy. He kisses you again, much slower and softer as if he wants to savor every moment of this. Aemond murmurs against your lips and you become lost in the passion and the love you feel for one another. You tug at his tie but he shakes his head, before leaning in and whispering in your ear. ‘’I don’t want you to become a secret, or a scandal. I will ask my nephew, and my father for permission.’’ He searches in his pocket for a small rock shaped box and opens the lid, before sinking to one knee and grabbing your hand. Lady Aemma enters the room, holding a smartphone so she can film this wonderful moment as tears sting your eyes.

He is proposing. He is asking you to become his wife. ‘’Lady Y/n, queen of my heart, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife, my equal, and may I bring you under my protection?’’ A small ring with gold and a clear sapphire smiles at you, and you see dreams and hopes in Aemond’s eyes.

You smile.  You wait for him to stand, and nearly slam the ring out of his hands before you kiss him again. ‘’Yes, yes, a dozens times yes.’’

Aemond grins, picking you up from the ground, spinning you around when kissing you. Lady Aemma makes herself known again, gently clearing her throat, but her eyes are misty with tears. ‘’I’m afraid there is a matter of permission. A royal marriage can only exist with the blessing of the king.’

The king has been feeling ill lately. He has taken to bed and refuses to leave for anyone. Queen Alicent rules in his stead, as a faithful wife would. You and Aemond rush past ladies, princes, nobles and paparazzi, hand in hand, clearly smitten as your feet go as fast as you can go. Paparazzi quickly turn their camera’s to you both, but all they get is a messy blurry picture, that is how fast you both are walking. Finally, you reach the rooms of the king.

Queen Alicent sits by his bedside, faithfully reading him the newspaper. She turns around when she sees you both, and you drop into a curtsy. ‘’What are you both doing here?’’ She asks.

Aemond clears his throat, before sitting down on his father’s bed. ‘’Father, I’m sorry. I know you told me I should always follow duty, and that the crown requires sacrifice.’’ He did? King Viserys avoids your eyes and you understand he was behind Aemond’s sudden departure. You cross your arms over your chest.

‘’I did.’’ The king confesses, a bit grumpy.

Aemond gestures for you to come closer, so you do. He takes hold of your hands. ‘’But my path to duty led me to Y/N. She makes me feel things I never felt before. She is the love of my life, Father. I know you both sent me away to Dorne to forget her, but I know by now: No one will ever compare or come close to her. She is all I ever wanted, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. If I have to give up my titles, so be it.’’ He declares, firmly. 

Viserys coughs, before smiling at you both. ‘’Aemond, come here my boy. I know I've been a horrible father to you and my other children.’’ You look away, not sure you were meant to hear this.

‘’Yes.’’ Aemond says, agreeing without missing a beat.

Viserys looks at you. ‘’But I'm going to ask you this once, my boy. Do you love that girl?’’ Your heart beats faster and faster and you are afraid it might stop. 

Aemond looks at you when speaking, nodding. ‘’I feel alive when she is with me. Like everything is possible and she makes me whole in ways I used to be broken.’’ Viserys nods.

‘’Then who am I to deny you both? Go, be happy, my boy. You always have been meant for it.’’ Aemond nods, pretending to not tear up, but even you have teary eyes watching this reunion.

This is nice, but there is one other obstacle. Jacaerys. You belonged to his selection. To go with another man is treason. ‘’Jace, of course, I will ask-’’ Aemond is interrupted as the doors open and Jace himself enters with Lady Aemma close behind.

Jacaerys holds up his hands, silencing Aemond. ‘’You don’t have to, Aemond.’’ He turns to the king before speaking. ’I've seen it for myself, Grandsire. Y/n and Aemond are two parts of one soul. We must not keep them separated. They belong to one another.’’

Alicent looks concerned. ‘’But what will the media say?’’ She is right. They have not been kind to you.

Viserys grins. ‘’They can say whatever they like. Y/n will become Aemond's wife,  a princess of house Targaryen. They will learn to mind their tongues over time.’’ You hope so, at least. 

Aemond turns to his mother. ‘’Do I have both your blessings? May we marry?’’ He asks, hopeful. 

Alicent looks you over, and you wonder how much she secretly hates you. She smiles, before touching her son’s forehead, kissing it.  ‘’Your happiness is all that I ever wanted for you, Aemond. Go find it with your wife.’’ And just like that, a nightmare ends and a dream is born. Aemond kisses your lips, not giving a damn about the audience that is present. 

The first moment with the press is there, the engagement photoshoot. Of course you are afraid, but Aemond makes it all worth it. He is still a bit stiff when it comes to press and attention but you bring out his true wonderful self. You and Prince Aemond hold hands in front of the castle, as multiple press magazines, news channels and photographers from all over the world take in this wonderful moment.

‘’Prince Aemond! "Please look here!"

‘’Duchess Y/n! Is it true you and Prince Aemond bonded over your love for Dornish architecture?"

‘’Yes. We are big nerds."

‘’O, that was improper of me wasn't it?’’ You mutter as the press eagerly writes things down.

Aemond shrugs before whispering in your ear. ‘’You're doing just fine. We kinda are big nerds.’’

You return the smile, taking hold of his face before kissing him. ‘’The biggest.’’ You declare before kissing him. The flashes go crazy the moment your lips lock, and all photographers shut up, taking millions of pictures.

Aemond breaks the kiss, grinning at the press when you blush lost in the moment. ‘’Prince Aemond, what was your first thought when you saw her lady?"

Aemond thinks back and you see many emotions cross his face. ‘’Why don't good things ever happen to me? And it's ironic because…she would become the best thing In my life.’’

One photographer clearly adores that and makes a little strangled ‘’awh’’ sound, causing their colleague to smack them lightly on the arm. ‘’What? They are adorable!’’ He declares, simply before returning to making photos.

You glance at Aemond. ‘’I am simply speaking my truth.’’ He says as if he’s defending himself. 

You grin. ‘’Hmhm.’’

An interviewer of the Targaryen times finally asks a question, having worked up the courage. ‘’Princess-I mean, Duchess…’’ She stumbles and blushes, embarrassed as she looks through her notes nervously.

Aemond smiles, reassuringly. ‘’Princess is fine, Ma’am. She must adjust to her new title somehow.’’ Finally she lets go of her cards, and becomes much more confident because of it.

‘’Princess Y/N. What are the plans for the wedding?’’ Aemond grins, turning his head to you as if he wants to hear it as well.

You smile, painting a picture. ‘’A grand one, in the sept, honoring ancient Targaryen traditions. But also a couple of new ones.’’ You for example would love for Vhagar, Aemond’s cat to wear the rings down the aisle or for your wedding dress to be silver. And so, that happened. 25 october, you and Aemond said your vows for dozens of people to see. And after that, came the honeymoon.

You finally stand before the statue of Nymeria, the statue you dreamed of seeing since you were old enough to want anything. Aemond is with you, together with your security, hidden and dressed as ordinary tourists. You look at Nymeria’s statue, at a loss for words, that's how beautiful you find it all. 

‘’I can't believe you took me here.’’ You tell Aemond, searching for his hand to hold as tears of happiness roll down your cheeks. 

He gently wipes them away. ‘’I can. You always wanted to see it. And now we can.’’ He tells you, with a smile and a kiss on your lips. ‘’This does mean that you need a new dream, I’m afraid.’’ He jests but you turn his face back to your own.

‘’I don’t need a new dream. You are my new dream.’’

Next year, you all come together for christmas. You and Aemond have brought gifts. The family sits still in gowns and suits, as royals are expected, but their smiles are the same of any other happy family. 

Finally it is your turn to give something to Viserys, the king.

‘’Grandsire, we have a surprise.’’ Aemond looks around the room, and everyone watches as Viserys unwraps his present with the help of Alicent, and reveals two red with silver baby socks.

Rhaenyra gasps, delighted before hiding her giggle. Jacaerys and Baela grab each other’s hand and Helaena grins. Even Aegon seems to understand what this means. His hair has slightly grown back, but he keeps it shorter than usual, he quite liked it.

Yet the king seems at loss for words. ‘’These are a little too small for my feet.’’ Viserys says, taking in the baby socks.

Aemond grins, putting his arms around you. You beam, waiting patiently for Viserys to get the hint.

Alicent jumps up from her chair, gasping. ‘’Oh my gods, she is pregnant!’’ You break into a bright grin as Aemond softly rubs your belly.

Instantly the king smiles, standing up to hug you both. ‘’Oh! My stupid arse thought you bought the wrong size!’’ He is still very fragile, but manages to walk a few inches.

‘’Father.’’ Rhaenyra says with a chuckle.

Daemon, her newest husband, smirks, before coming over as well. Usually he is too cool for things like this, but this time, it's different. ‘’Ah to hell it with, get here you two.’’ He hugs you both. You look at the beautifully decorated christmas tree, and realize that next christmas might look even more beautiful.

The next Christmas is just like that, beautiful. Baela is now pregnant with her own child, the future heir to the seven Kingdoms. Dyana has been married too, to a friendly sweet woman she met in a coffee shop. She remains one of your closest friends, after the selection and Dyana and Crystina are invited to court, to become your ladies. 

Your son is now born, Prince Daen Targaryen. Aemond and you picked the name together. 

‘’He takes after his father, always with his nose stuck in a book.’’ Prince Viserys comments as you and the young prince look through a picture book he got from his aunt, Aunt Rhaenyra. 

Rhaenyra seems pleased that your son likes her gift and you smile at her. ‘’He likes colorful pictures.’’ 

Rhaenyra nods. ‘’Viserys and Aegon are the same.’’

Aemond talks with his dad, you see them bond more and more, becoming closer. ‘’Do you remember?’’ He asks.  

Viserys almost looks offended. ‘’Of course I do. Your favorite things was to read, to eat cookies and to see the horses.’’ 

Aemond grins, looking at you and your son. ‘’I thought you had forgotten.’’ He confess.

Viserys nearly chokes on his champagne. ‘’Never.’’

You lift Daen from the ground, picking him up and bringing him to Aemond who happily accepts and holds his son. ‘’Look, it’s daddy.’’ You tell your son with a smile. ‘’Say hello to daddy.’’

He grins, hugging your son tightly when rocking him to sleep. ‘’Our little prince.’’ He tells you with a wink. 

You nod. ‘’Our little prince.’’ You have learned a lot in the time of the selection. But the one thing is that your life can change, if you just look past people’s appearances, and past their walls. The most gorgeous crown can be hidden behind a ugly box and the most wonderful story has the dustiest cover. You can’t judge people for the walls they keep around, as everyone has their own stories. But most of all, you learned to fight for things you believe in, and to fight for things you love. 

A/N.

Thank you so much for reading with me. When i started it idk how many people would even like it and the support was insane. Thank you all so much. I hope you all liked the story as much as I did telling it, in hotd/selection fashion.

[kanmom51]

JK the crowned 👑 spoiler king

cr./to the creators of the media used in this post.

Touched on this a little yesterday here:

He really is.

The king of spoilers.

And he seems to also be the gift that keeps on giving too, lol. The layers upon layers of his spoilers are being revealed to us slowly but surely. Can't wait to see if he has more in store for us.

So, what did he give us so far?

JK playing JVKE's Golden Hour, showing us the JM tattoo (lest us forget closing with "your the love of my life").

Next we have him telling us:

🐰 I want to be a bartender. I think it's going to be fun.

Next he does the butterfly out of nowhere with his hair tie.

Did I mention him coming back for live no. 4 on white day, half an hour before SMF pt. 2 teaser was landing to tell us to look forward to it?

And finally, well, for now that we know of that is, we have his cooking live with a pre-prepared guitar to play Letter for us. JK, not the one that did the guitar playing for the song, made the effort of learning the cords and playing it for us just before the album and the hidden track, a song that he took part in, landed.

He keeps on doing this, JK.

But not with any of the other members.

So, JM spoiler king will be the more accurate description in his case.

Funny how JK keeps doing this with the one member big chunks of this fandom think he's no longer close with. All while he is radio silent about the others.

What was it that JK told us in the past?

Well, obviously there has been a lot of concentration going on with these spoilers...

None of the other members received this treatment from JK, not even Hobi, whom JK is undeniably super close with.

JK will dance and laugh and tease the others after their releases, but no spoilers were given, and especially no lives just sitting and watching said members songs, shows, compilations just for the sake of that alone. Fully entranced. Unwilling to even look at and totally uninterested in the comments during said live.

Only JM.

And I'll raise you another one.

JK knows.

These spoilers come out of knowledge.

JK knows JM's songs, JM's projects, JM's choreos, JM's MVs before we do.

And you'd say, "well, they are part of the band, no?" But you see, first of all JM being super busy preparing for his first solo album release wouldn't be in touch with them all on a daily basis and definitely not in a manner that they all know the comings and goings of his projects/songs/choreos/MVs. For example, Yoongi didn't even know about Letter.

So yeah, JK knew and knows all these details, down to SMF pt. 2 choreo, down to the set of Like crazy MV and JM's bartending duties there. All before it landed. All before we knew.

To sum it up with a nice little bow:

TKKs are right. Ex Jikookers are right. Those two, most definitely drifted apart, have zero to do with each other, don't even like each other anymore. So much so they can't stand to be next to each other, in each other's presence nor talk to each other. JK's supposed vocals on Letter are AI, it's all a big fat lie they came up with to placate the Jikookers that were rioting in the streets. And hugging, eww, totally out of the question. No hugging allowed. If they communicate it's through Tae, JK's new boyfie. Cause Tae, he gone and dumped Jenni's skinny ass the second JK became available.

Hell nah!!!

But because I already went there, talk about changing the subject, lol, I was sent this clip today from my daughter:

This:

People, there you have it.

[caramellico]

Cat!Shigaraki headcanons

shigaraki as a cat

The fluffiest cat you've ever seen.

He kinda looks like a grumpy cotton candy.

Or a mop.

Either way, he's adorable.

He likes watching everything. Television, movies on your phone, fish in the aquarium, the neighbors, etc. It's adorable when he watches television with you. He'd be very focused, reacting to the noises and scene on the screen.

VERY PETTY. If you forgot to feed him, expect him to snatch the sandwich you prepare for your lunch. He won't even eat that. He'd just leave your sandwich on the backyard or something.

At first, he wouldn't be very pleased when you touched him. It kinda scared him... But, as the time goes on and you eventually gain his trust, cat!Shigaraki would be very clingy. He won't leave your side. He wants to be included in your daily activities, whether it is sleeping, eating lunch, or doing the dishes. He also loves sleeping on your lap.

Now, listen... Cat!Shigaraki is a shoulder cat. He likes draping himself on your shoulder and let you carry him everywhere like a king.

Please give a paper crown and a little cape for this little king 👑

He is the type of cat who likes bringing gifts to his owner.

It is cute, really! But, well... cat!Shigaraki has a bad habit-- he likes leaving his gifts on your bed. Which is, well... quite disastrous. After all, it is not a pleasant experience to wake up with a dead mouse beside you.

Unlike cat!Dabi, cat!Shigaraki is not really talkactive. His voice is really soft and cute. Because of this, you get really excited everytime cat!Shigaraki makes a sound.

When you are sad, cat!Shigaraki will give you his little meows. You look happy when he makes sound, so cat!Shigaraki will make as much sound as he can to make you happy.

Cat!Shigaraki is one of the best things in your life. If you give him so much love and care, he'd love you back. He trusts you the most, and feels the safest when he is with you. I feel like you two will have a strong bond. You are his best friend, vice versa.

[kazoosandfannypacks]

👑 kingdom trap

👑 kingdom trap

This is one of my Cygnet Scholar (Hope Swan Jones/Gideon Gold) AUs, and it's set in the Enchanted Forest as a kind of "no curse au."

In this version, Hope grows up as a princess, the granddaughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. Snow and Charming only had one child, Emma, who also only had one child, Hope, and Hope has spent her entire life preparing to take the throne. However, by some magical miracle, Snow White has a child in her old age, and it's a son. By the laws of the kingdom, the throne that Hope has been preparing her entire life to inherit now falls to her infant uncle instead.

Rather than do something stupid like plan to assassinate a baby or whatever a twisted mind would do in one of these stories, she realizes there's more than one way to be a queen— all she has to do is find an eligible crown prince. Fortunately for Hope, there happens to be a prince who fits that description in the next kingdom over: Prince Gideon, the son of Queen Belle.

The only flaw in this plan: around the same time Emma married Hope's father, the once legendary and vengeance-seeking Captain Hook, Princess Belle of their neighboring kingdom married the elusive and nefarious Dark One. Although both have since reformed and claim to have mended their villainous ways, there's still a tense hatred between Captain Hook and his crocodile, and their two kingdoms have ceased all trade and forbidden all communication between themselves, at risk of a full fledged war breaking out between them.

But when Hope sets her mind to something, there's little anyone can do to stop her, and she sneaks out of her castle on a secret diplomatic mission: to win the heart of Prince Gideon and find a place to rule on the throne of her father's sworn enemy.

here's a little snippity snippity of it!

 "What did you say your name was?" Gideon asked.  "Hope," she said, then rolled her eyes a little, "Princess Hope. Of…."  "Misthaven," Gideon finished when she hesitated, "I was unaware you were in attendance this evening."  "And you are?" Hope asked, though he could tell she already knew.  "Prince Gideon," he said, with as much regality as he could, "of, well, here." He shrugged and gestured to the castle behind them, and heard her laugh a little.  "I guess someone's been studying interkingdom relations," she said.  "And from what I've heard," Gideon crossed his arms, "Misthaveners haven't been welcome in this kingdom since your father took the throne."  "Really?" Princess Hope asked, stepping closer to him with a coy smile, "because from what I've heard, you don't seem to care for the rivalry anyways."  "Rivalry, or war?" Gideon asked.  "It's hardly either," she said.  "Regardless," he said, "if it's not war, entering that ballroom could still be the start of one. Why would you risk attendance at this ball?"  "The same reason you don't seem to mind that you're running late for it," Hope said, "I'm taking my story into my own hands— and I need your help to do it."

WIP ask game!

[yanderelmk]

So The Discord Server Has A Royaltycore AU

DRAWN BY @throughstarryeyes So the Discord popped off yesterday and now, exclusively roleplayed on the Discord I INTRODUCE TWO NEW AUs!!!!!! The subject of the lovely picture you see is Queen Melody of Melodia! 👑💝THE DARLING AU💝👑:

Each of the server members are Isekai'd into the world of LMK, but with a nice lil twist: Each member is part of The Melodic Queendom, a sprawling and prosperous land where each server member (in accordance with their server role) are nobilities that oversee a fief based off of their favorite aesthetic! Each fief has their own unique export and import, alliances are up to the fief owners. Tang, as someone who draws self-ship art and writes fanfiction, is privy to the nobles and their designs upon the yanderes and his aim is to wingman as much as possible. Our first big prompt involved a ball celebrating the crowning of the new queen where the nobles were given the night of their lives as their yanderes first lock eyes with them. 💖📓THE DARLING ACADEMY AU📓💖: A mix of the College AU and the Darling AU, the nobles of The Melodic Queendom attend a post-graduate academy meant to prepare the nobility for their roles as heads of their kingdoms/queendoms/fiefdoms. The academy also offers training for knights-to-be and other high-officed assistance to the royals and nobles. Here while you learn the proper way to bow and how imperiously to laugh as you send your armies to invade neighboring territories, you also find love.

[prpfs]

Hey there! 20+ F here looking to do a fantasy based MxM rp! My literacy tends to vary with my rp partner but I’m looking for someone who can do 2-3 solid paragraphs per reply at least. This rp may involve 🕊️ content depending on how dark we want it to become. The plot lends itself well to darker themes but the extent of them is up for discussion! I’ve had this plot in my head for a long time and I’m willing to discuss a lot about it! That being said, I would also love an rp partner who’s talkative outside the rp and likes sharing things like playlists, boards, etc about our OC’s. The specific type of fantasy this rp is can also be discussed. It can either be closer to medieval, just with some magic involved, or we could branch out more and include things like non-human races. The choice is yours! With all that being said, here’s the plot I had in mind! (YC=Your Character)

Plot:

Once upon time there was a kingdom called Mirene. It was an isolated but powerful kingdom, sprawling across the harsh lands of the North. The capital city, Frey was situated in a large mountain valley. Despite being powerful, it had been a long time since Mirene had prospered. Many people starve and freeze each winter, and lords works their serfs into the ground without repercussion. All of this because Mirene had a history of cruel leaders, all of whom wore the most sacred object known to the kingdom, the Dragon Crown. By one of the most ancient laws of Mirene, it was declared that whoever wore the Dragon Crown was the ruler of the kingdom, wether they were born into nobility or came from the smallest village in the land. Whoever’s head the crown sat upon was the ruler.

Most people know very little about Mirene’s current king and how he got the crown, other than the fact that he’s had it since he was a teenager. The beginning of his reign was promising, the people believing that perhaps they would finally have a proper king, but half a decade had passed since then, and like many of the kings before him, Cecil’s reign had turned into one of corruption and cruelty.

Something he did led YC down a road of becoming the head of a rebellion against the king. After years of planning and preparation, the rebellion finally storms the castle and YC comes face to face with the king himself. Rather than sentence him to death, YC keeps him alive, demoting him to the position of his personal servant. YC takes the crown from him and puts it on their head, becoming the new king of Mirene. What neither of them know however is that the Dragon Crown has a curse put upon it that corrupts whoever wears it, and over the long months YC starts to become twisted, turning into what they despised. Can the two of them manage to figure out the curse and how to break it? Or will YC become the newest in a long line of bloody kings? Let’s find out together! Like this post if you’re interested! 👑

like if you're interested and op will reach out

[justafairytailofinnocence]

Queens and gods🐍👑

Loki x fem reader

Chapter 1

Summary: Loki, the god of mischief, has brought chaos to new york. What happens when he meets a particular interesting human? Love? Havoc? or rather--amusement.

Warnings: death, swearing.

A/n: A recent commission was made by @kitxel-draws. Thanks for your supportive generosity. Chapter 2 shall be out soon. Enjoy💖

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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War is where death follows between two opposing sides that fight until nothing but ash falls.

The city of New York was under threat, and the god of mischief had accomplished his goal; using the tesseract, he summoned an army that he had gained with the alliance of Thanos. The aliens came through the portal with heavy machinery and weapons, rifles, blasters, and snipers. These aliens, the Chitauri, were under the commandment of their one true God, Loki. The civilians in the area under witness to these extra-terrestrial beings were mortified in horror—the only reactions they could muster were screams and fleeing. The Chitahuri fell from the sky, riding their chariots. They resembled a swarm of bugs from above, bunching together before parting as soon as they hit the earth’s atmosphere. The Chitauri started attacking the streets below; their weapons blasted anything in sight, human or not. Loud explosions could be heard at every corner, blazing fires emerged from the streets, and the tall, mighty skyscrapers that towered above any human, fell into a pile of broken rubble and dust. Loki stood proudly as he gazed down, staring at the battle in his glory. Loki closed his eyes as he heard the screams of mortal beings fleeing from the chaos—it seemed too beautiful, finally, a world where he was crowned and worshipped. The word “worshipped” meant so much in Loki’s mind, a world built in his name, a world he could call his own.

However, the dream ended when a worthy foe appeared in his presence.

“And, what fool dares to challenge me at my hour of triumph?” Loki asked with a mischievous grin. He knows how this will end, another mortal who shall bite the dust or join his army.

“One that values freedom for their country” A familiar voice struck Loki with recognition.

It was Captain America, the first avenger, the first fighter for freedom, and a patriotic hero beloved by all. “A soldier” Loki grinned further. Was he serious? Is this mortal willing to battle a god? What a joke.

“I’m giving you one last chance, Loki; stand down,” Captain America ordered.

“Never!” He furiously hissed.

Loki blasted a magical force from his scepter, and Captain America quickly dropped and rolled out of the way. He was determined; he didn’t back down while his country was attacked. Captain America threw his shield in a straight line; the blue and white shield flew at an unnatural speed, the circular disk spinning in a smooth motion as it aimed toward Loki. However, Loki used his scepter to ‘whack’ the shield out of the way. Captain America tossed his shield repeatedly in all directions. He was determined to defeat the god of mischief. Captain America ran up to Loki, punching him square in the jaw only—it didn’t affect him. Loki hit Captain America on his back to knock him over, but Steve quickly pushed himself up and dodged the oncoming scepter smashing into the ground. Captain America held his fists up, his legs facing in a fighting stance; he was prepared to take on Loki.

“I can do this all day,” Steve determinedly said.

Captain America came in again, rushing toward Loki with his hands curled into a fist. One punch after the other, swing after swing, Captain America fought with all his might against the God of Mischief. Loki turned his scepter in a perfect balance, following Captain America’s attacks. It was a fight to the death that would last between two powerful men: one a god and the other an artificial soldier. The difference between fighting Thor and Loki was that Thor relied heavily on his strength while Loki relied on his agility and wit. After the last punch, Captain America pushed Loki off to retrieve his shield. Loki prepared to defend himself from more of Steve’s attacks. Captain America looked directly into Loki’s eyes; he threw the shield with all his strength. The shield’s impact was so powerful that it knocked him onto his back. Loki’s crown fell off with a loud ‘clank’ to the ground. Perhaps he was wrong; mortal heroes were undoubtedly more formidable than they seemed.

This didn’t stop the god of mischief; however, he was still willing to take down this artificial soldier. He was a god, after all, a deity more powerful than man. All it took was one hit, and Captain America shall be no more. Loki curled his hands into fists; his own dark, raven hair that was once slicked back was now unkempt; strands of his black hair dangled down the side of his pale face.

“Come soldier, are you still prepared to fight for your weak brethren” Loki teased threateningly.

Captain America grabbed his shield as he was prepared to fight God, though something significant impacted Steve on the head. He lost his balance as he held his hands to his head. Loki stared in blatant confusion, knowing he wasn’t using any magic to force something that heavy on Steve’s head. Captain America turned to his side to see where the oncoming impact came from.

“Fuck you, motherfucker!! It’s your fault she’s dead!” a voice emerged from the pile of rubble.

Loki was astounded yet kept quiet and watched in confusion toward this angered human.

Captain America immediately turned to the Civilian; it was a woman with tear stains on her face and messy hair. Captain America tried to order her, “Mam, you’ve been ordered to evacuate the area!”.

“No! Y-you’re supposed to be a hero; what kind of hero allows an innocent person to die!” the woman stood her ground.

“I understand your frustration, mam, but please, we are trying to take everything under control,” Captain America reasoned with the angered woman.

Captain America was frustrated that this lady wouldn’t listen; however, only to his astounded horror did he realize his shield had hit a Chitauri ship earlier. He was so focused on defeating Loki; he didn’t know the risk to the other civilians surrounding the area. Steve gazed at the fallen ship; beneath its crushed underside was a woman’s body. Steve felt horrible; he looked at the woman with a guilty expression.

“I’m sorry, mam, I had no intention of—.”

“Intention of saving those innocent bystanders,” the woman snapped.

The woman, named y/n, didn’t care if Captain America was brave or good-hearted; he killed off the one woman who meant the whole world to her. Y/n’s mother. She was the most audacious and kindest soul any could know. She sacrificed herself to save her daughter’s life, a tough decision that couldn’t be made quickly. It was always a battle between the heroes and villains, yet, they were all the same. No matter where who, or what they fought, it was always the same. Heroes do more damage, just like villains.

While Steve was distracted, a Chitauri emerged from behind the car, holding a dagger. Captain America couldn’t react fast enough for the alien to take hold of y/n by the hair. “FUCK YOU- AH!” she screamed, wrestling with the grey-armored, hideous E.T. off her. Before she could react, a blue strain of light formed beneath the woman. “I thank you, soldier, for the fight. However, you were getting a little boring, so I’ll take my farewells and leave your pathetic world behind,” Loki smirked. Y/n screamed out to Captain America; Steve rushed to try and save the civilian that hit him with ash felt earlier. Only, he didn’t grab her fast enough.

Loki shot a blue beam of light into the sides of the buildings; the buildings all started to tumble down as Loki escaped.

With the puny, feisty human.

[alchemistdetective]

"I hear by present you with my crown!" 👑+Lily.

"And because I'm sure it'll be fun to see!"

Add for Crescent's take

Lily, you get that out of here, that fire note wasn't even on the prompt.

SEND ME 👑 + A CHARACTER NAME OF A CHARACTER YOU THINK I SHOULD WRITE !  🍵 Add for Rirune's take 🥡 Add for Eri's take

"Oohh? Spring is coming soon? Best get prepared, then! Remember, everyone! SPRING is just two months away! You all better go out to appreciate nature now, you hear?"

"... Although, you know, as much as I kind of like Spring... Cirno would be kind of sad. Ahh... maybe I should get some gifts for her later. I'm not too good with Winter, so... Any suggestions would be great!"

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"... Really, Lily? Alright, I'll just nab that... Whatever shapeshifting pendant Eri has for a while. Let's see, how... do you use this... Right. Here. Ahem."

...

"Wow! BARNACLES! HOT POTATO PIZZA! YUM YUM, LEBKUCHEN! For Spring, I will make EVERYONE a Princess! Crescent, Reimu, Murasa, eeeeveryone!~ Everyone will be dancing in a flower circle! Yaaaay!"

"THIS IS NOT A REQUEST!~ ♥♥♥"

[misswoozi]

I saw you posted my HCs- I know it was long but I appreciate the response! I have more so be prepared, this one is longer than the last one. BTW I will happily be crown anon lol - 👑

1.Maybe this is going a bit overboard with the babyboyjk! agenda but I can imagine him waking up in the middle of the night just to mouth on Jihyo’s tits like a baby waking up to get fed by their mom, then going back to sleep once he feels comforted enough by her caressing his head

2.Continuing N.1, him doing that is one of the reasons why it is essential for her to wear loose big shirts with no bra on when she sleeps over at his place. If for some reason she forgets, he’ll wake up really pouty in the morning

3.He definitely set his ringtone for her as her bridge part in Moonlight, like imagine she calls him and the first thing he hears is ~Baby boy, you got my heart~ IMMEDIATE GOOD DAY FOR HIM

4.I do imagine that Jihyo would need reassurance from her boyfie JK cause of her past relationship. With JK taking a break and having all the time in the world, Jihyo feels like she can’t be around as much as she wants to cause of schedules, but JK being best boy, assures her that everything is going to be okay

5.Jungkook would have the milfiest looking picture of Jihyo as his Lock Screen while Jihyo would have the softest picture of him, it’s how they see each other

6.Midnight rides on Jungkook’s motorcycle has become their favorite thing to do. If Jihyo is feeling stressed from busy schedules, then JK will do whatever it takes to help his mommy relieve it, and midnight rides is one of them

7. Speaking of ways to relieve stress, another way they do it is pure sex. Since I think JK has a pain kink, he’ll let his mommy blow off some steam (ex. jerking him off, riding the hell out of him, etc). There are times where Jihyo is worried about him because of how long she’s been going and how much she’s been overstimulating him, until she hears him whining for her to keep going…like WHINING

8. As Jihyo’s birthday is in a few days, I imagine JK being the type to wake her up by giving her 26 kisses, placement of those kisses is all up to your imagination. Then he’d spend the whole doing everything, like he wouldn’t want her to lift a finger, it’s her special day.

9.Of course at the end of the night, it could only end in birthday sex, which is one of the few times that Jungkook decides to take charge. The people pleaser in him wants to make his mommy feel good by making her come over and over and over again and to hear jihyo's pretty moans and to hear her say what a good boy he is for her

10. Imagine this, he’s on top of her seeing her exhausted, fucked out face as it’s already been orgasm number three. He’s already came twice but he’s not done cause that clock has not struck midnight. While rubbing the tip of his cock against her folds, he’d ask “am I being a good for you, mommy?” in his high pitched whiny voice. “Yes, baby, you’re being a very good boy” Jihyo says. There isn’t said much after that as he plunges right in to help her reach orgasm number four

11.I am a believer of Jungkook having a breeding kink. Not that he’s thinking about having kids anytime soon, but creampies are appealing to him. Looking at the sight of his cum just seep out of Jihyo drives him absolutely crazy, so nine times out of 10, he’d release inside her

BROOOO YOU CONTINUE TO BE THE EMPORER OF KOOKHYO

I literally can't even begin to add to this. You've nailed it. You've written the book on this cross-ship. 6-9 are my favorite but these are all brilliant, all on-brand, all perfectly written. You make such a good case for their compatibility and I fucking love it. We need a whole ass AU centered around these two. I'm INTO IT.

[pipelinelaserraygun]

MUST ⚔️ 👀🍿 WATCH‼️ King Arthur extracted 🗡️ the "Sword in the Stone", which represents the Holy Spirit of God, the Sword of the Spirit.

Knights of the Round Table in Camelot is the legendary tale that represents a FUTURE Holy inner circle, as outlined in the 📖 Bible.

There are two groupings of persons that gain entrance into Heaven.

1) ✝️🛐 A general citizenry is admitted, where all you have to do is believe and receive.

2) Scripture distinguishes a smaller number of Heavenly Host as "a group set apart".

Another way of putting ⬆️ it, Christ's Bridal Party 👑👰🏽 are EMPLOYEES on 🌎 Earth, "married to the job", who have gone above and beyond for 🕎 King and 🇺🇸 Country.

Not everyone in Heaven went the distance to WIN one of 5 Crowns up for grabs, 👑 as outlined by the Apostle Paul.

Youngest sibling John Paul recently went to Heaven, and as to whether he WON a 👑 Crown is not for me to issue.

If you win a Crown through achievements, you will be IN a 💍 wedding ceremony.

Others in Heaven will serve as Royal wedding planners, making preparations.

Soledad and I have been coordinating Memorial service Catering and Floral arrangements, in honor of John's passing.

Last night, prep got finished.

⬆️ (these are the apps)

🆓 ENTIRE 🎬 MOVIE 👑. There are some who WILL believe in what's happening, and there are some who will REFUSE to believe what's happening.

Referenced up 🔝.

There are some who WILL believe in what's happening, and there are some who will REFUSE to believe what's happening.

Want to keep your happiness GOING? A lot rides on your unbelief and/or acceptance.

[skippyv20]

Sandringham Anon and PG💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Sandringham Anon and PG💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

SANDRINGHAM ANON AND PG 🍁🍁🌳🌳👀 👀…… “What sort of app ma’am”……… “ Caldecott in Security suggested another level of safety inside the oaf roads, look it’s on my phone “ … “ but,BUT , that’s the INSIDE of the Lone Ranger” 😱😱…” And I’ve got another inside the Discovery ,we can monitor your safety at all times ,how good is that?……… “ epic ma’am” ………HIMSELF WALKS IN “ What a wonderful Game pie, now then sausage what are you showing Sydney?” …“I’m sure Sydney will explain to you later Philip “

Thank you😊❤️❤️❤️❤️

Saturday October 24/20

FIRST THINGS FIRST 🎶 🎼 🎵. I LEFT A CLUE QUESTION IN YESTERDAYS VIGNETTE #20 AND ACTUALLY QUITE SHOCKED NO ONE REPLIED IN THE COMMENTS. THE FAMOUS LINE AND SONG, JUST YOU WAIT HENRY HIGGINS, WAS FROM THE FILM MY FAIR LADY, STARRING SIR REX HARRISON AND AUDREY HEPBURN. He is best known for his portrayal of Professor Henry Higgins in the 1964 film version of My Fair Lady, based on the 1956 Broadway production (which in turn was based on George Bernard Shaw’s 1913 play Pygmalion), for which Harrison won an Oscar for Best Actor. On 17 June 1989, Harrison was knighted by Queen Elizabeth II at Buckingham Palace. Hepburn’s second film released in 1964 was George Cukor‘s film adaptation of the stage musical My Fair Lady, which premiered in October.Soundstage wrote that “not since Gone with the Wind has a motion picture created such universal excitement as My Fair Lady”,although Hepburn’s casting in the role of Cockney flower girl Eliza Doolittle was a source of dispute. Julie Andrews, who had originated the role on stage, was not offered the part because producer Jack L. Warnerthought Hepburn was a more “bankable” proposition. Hepburn initially asked Warner to give the role to Andrews but was eventually cast. Further friction was created when, although non-singer Hepburn had sung in Funny Face and had lengthy vocal preparation for the role in My Fair Lady, her vocals were dubbed by Marni Nixon, whose voice was considered more suitable to the role.Hepburn was initially upset and walked off the set when informed. OK ENOUGH OF THAT, I WAS CERTAIN AND STILL AM, THAT   IT WAS AND IS FAMILIAR TO MANY OF YOU.💜💜😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻PG😊😊🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

OCTOBER 25/2020 TWO MONTHS UNTIL CHRISTMAS 🎄🎄🎄 ☃️☃️☃️❄️❄️❄️⛄️⛄️⛄️ 🎄🎄🎄 

VIGNETTE #21

CONTINUING ON WITH  DINNER AND HER MAJESTY DESIRING TO SHARE THE NEW APP ON HER MOBILE WITH THE LADS OF LEGENDS🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂. SYDNEY IS SO EXCITED, HE FULLY HAS BOUGHT INTO HIS OWN STORY/SEMI DELUSION😜😜😝😝😝🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣OF A SPLENDID 🥇 AWARD/REWARD 🏆$$$$$$€€€€€€££££££😁😁😁😁😁😁COMING HIS WAY FOR LOYALTY AND SERVICE TO HIMSELF, ABOVE AND BEYOND THE CALL OF DUTY!! AS SHE HAS TAKEN OUT HER MOBILE, 📱 SHE OPENS THE APP. SEEING HER PHONE 📲, THE APP NOW OPENED, SYDNEY ENQUIRES, WHAT SORT OF APP MA’AM? SYDNEY’S MIND IS WHIRLING, OOOHHHH MAYBE SHE WILL TEXT ME MONEY$$$$££££££€€€€😁😁😁😁😁 OR PERHAPS IT IS AN APP TO CHOOSE A NEW CAR 🚘 OR HOLIDAY PALM TREE 🏝 🌴 OR BETTER YET, HIS OWN PROPERTY WITH COTTAGE 🏠 🏡 . SYDNEY HAS ALWAYS LONGED FOR A COTTAGE 🏡 AND PROPERTY AFTER HIS RETIREMENT FROM SERVICE TO THE CROWN 👑. HIS HEART ❤️ IS BEATING RAPIDLY, FURIOUSLY AND HIS FACE IS FLUSHED☺️☺️☺️WITH PENDING EXCITEMENT AS HE AWAITS HER REPLY.  HIMSELF HAD LEFT THE ROOM TO, SEE ABOUT A 🐎 🐴 HORSE, SO TO SPEAK🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂. THATS HOW THE HORSE 🐎 🐴 RANCHERS AND FARM HANDS  WOULD SAY IT POLITELY AMONGST MIXED COMPANY, BUT, AMONGST THEMSELVES THEY LEFT NO DOUBT ABOUT WHAT THEY WERE OFF TO DO.🙃🤣🤣🤣☺️☺️😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 HERSELF CONTINUES EXPLAINING ABOUT THE NEW APP ON HER MOBILE TO SYDNEY SAYING, CALDECOTT, officer 👮 IN SECURITY, SUGGESTED ANOTHER LEVEL OF SAFETY. SYDNEY, IS BEGINNING TO SEE THAT NOT ONLY ARE ALL HIS HOPES AND DREAMS ARE DASHED BUT HE IS IN SERIOUS JEOPARDY.😁😁😁😁🤣🤣🤣🤣 OH WHERE IS HIMSELF KEEPING??? ALONE WITH HERSELF, SYDNEY BEGINS TREMBLING AS SHE CONTINUES, SAYING YES, CALDECOTT 👮 SUGGESTED THAT IN THE OAF ROADS(CHEEKY WAY OF SAYING OFF ROADS 🚗 🚙 FOUR WHEEL DRIVE VEHICLES)!! WHATEVER BLOOD 🩸 WAS IN SYDNEYS FACE HAS ALL DRAINED OUT🥶🥶🥶🥶😱😱😱😱😱😱 AS HERSELF 👀 LOOKS HIM STRAIGHT IN THE EYE 👁 SAYING, 👀 LOOK SYDNEY, IT IS ON MY PHONE, 📲. SYDNEY CAN CLEARLY SEE 👀 THE APP IS OPEN. SPUTTERING AND STUTTERING, SHOCKED, SHAKEN, TERRIFIED, TREMBLING, OH WHERE IS HIMSELF?? SAYS BUT, BUT, B U T MA’AM, THAT IS THE INSIDE, THE I N S I D E 😮😮😮😮😮 OF THE LONE RANGER  🚙!!! SYDNEY IS NOW BEGINNING TO FEEL 😓 SWEAT 💦 ON HIS BROW AND THE BACK OF HIS NECK COLLECTING AND TRICKLING DOWN.😱😱 HERSELF CONTINUES, QUITE ENJOYING HAVING ONE MOUSE 🐭 IN THE TRAP, AND AWAITING THE HEAD MOUSE 🐁😁😁😁😁🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂. SHE IS JUST TOYING WITH THIS LITTLE MOUSE 🐭 AND CONTINUES SAYING, YES SYDNEY, AND ONE HAS  ENSURED ANOTHER 😩😩😩😩😮😮😮😮🤭🤭🤭🤭😖😖😖😭😭😭😭😭 HAS BEEN INSTALLED INSIDE THE DISCOVERY 🚗. HERSELF GOES ON, THAT WAY CALDECOTT 👮 AND CHARTERS, 👮‍♀️ AND ONE 👑 ALSO😁😁😁😁😁, CAN MONITOR 👀 YOUR SAFETY , ALONG WITH HIMSELF’S AT ALL TIMES!!! HOW GOOD IS THAT EH?? SYDNEY, HAS SUNK LOWER THAN HE EVER THOUGHT 💭POSSIBLE , GULPS, SAYING, A WEAK,  EPIC MA’AM, USING HIMSELF’S FAVOURITE PHRASE.🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂FINALLY AT LONG LAST, AFTER THE TRAUMA, SHOCK, FEAR, AWE, DISAPPOINTMENT, TERROR, ETC HAS BEEN INFLICTED 🤣🤣🤣😜😜😜😜😜, HIMSELF WALKS BACK INTO THE DINING ROOM.SMILING, JOVIAL, TAPPING HIS TUMMY AS HE WALKS IN, AND TAKES HIS CHAIR 🪑. AAAAAH WHAT A WONDERFUL GAME PIE THAT WAS. 🥘 🍽 🍴HE CONTINUES, HAPPY, STILL THINKING HE HAS GOTTEN AWAY WITH THE CROWN 👑 JEWELS, SO TO SPEAK, 😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣AFTER TODAY’S ADVENTURES, 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂 HIMSELF CONTINUING TO SWEET TALK HERSELF. HE USES HIS AFFECTIONATE NAME FOR HER SAYING, NOW THEN SAUSAGE, WHAT ARE YOU SHOWING SYDNEY?? 📲 SMILING BROADLY, 😁😆😄😃😀 HERSELF PUTS HER MOBILE AWAY. SHE LOOKS AT SYDNEY, PALE AS A GHOST 👻 NOW, THEN LOOKS TO HIMSELF AND SAYS, ONE IS CERTAIN THAT SYDNEY WILL EXPLAIN IT TO YOU LATER PHILIP.😁😁😁 SHE THEN TAKES A LONG SLOW SIP OF HER GIN AND DUBONNET.  🍸 , SAYING, CHEERS TO A LOVELY EVENING GENTLEMEN, I SHALL REMEMBER THIS EVENING FOR QUITE SOME TIME.😁😁😁😁😁😁😁………to be continued 

DONE WITH THE GREATEST LOVE AND RESPECT FOR HER MAJESTY THE QUEEN AND HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS PRINCE PHILIP THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH 

GSTQAOBC  🇨🇦 🇬🇧  🇦🇺 🇳🇿 

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Liverpool's Mo Salah wins PFA player of year award

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Liverpool's Mo Salah wins PFA player of year award

Mohamed Salah has been voted player of the year by his fellow professionals in English soccer in recognition of an incredible scoring return to the Premier League with Liverpool.

The Egypt forward collected the Professional Footballers’ Association award at a ceremony in London on Sunday, two days before Liverpool’s Champions League semifinal first leg against Roma.

It is a reunion with the Italian club he left in the off-season for a then $47 million US. The hefty fee appeared to be a gamble for Liverpool but now represents a real bargain.

Mo Salah.<br><br>What. A. Season. 🏆<a href=”https://twitter.com/hashtag/MOTD2?src=hash&ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw”>#MOTD2</a> <a href=”https://twitter.com/hashtag/PFAawards?src=hash&ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw”>#PFAawards</a> <a href=”https://t.co/6NKsooizbY”>pic.twitter.com/6NKsooizbY</a>

—@BBCMOTD

The former Chelsea player has scored 41 goals in 46 appearances in all competitions for Liverpool — enabling him to beat Manchester City midfielder Kevin De Bruyne in second place to the PFA award.

Tottenham striker Harry Kane was third.

“It’s a big honour,” Salah said. “I’ve worked hard and I’m very happy to win it.”

Salah is preparing to lead Egypt into its first World Cup in 28 years and he is the first player from the North African nation to win English soccer’s top individual prize.

“Hopefully I’m not the last one,” he said. “I’m very proud to win and I’ve worked very hard.”

Congratulations, Mo! <a href=”https://twitter.com/22mosalah?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw”>@22mosalah</a> has been named the <a href=”https://twitter.com/PFA?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw”>@PFA</a> Players’ Player of the Year. 👏👑🔴 <br> <a href=”https://t.co/YTPLQftjXq”>https://t.co/YTPLQftjXq</a> <a href=”https://twitter.com/hashtag/PFAawards?src=hash&ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw”>#PFAawards</a> <a href=”https://t.co/oOjbLyXxgw”>pic.twitter.com/oOjbLyXxgw</a>

—@LFC

Salah’s impact has been more remarkable given his underwhelming 2014-15 season at Chelsea before being offloaded by then-manager Jose Mourinho. He went on loan to Fiorentina in early 2015 and Roma in 2016, and then on a permanent basis to Roma in August 2016.

Scoring 15 goals and setting up 11 more for Roma convinced Liverpool to bring Salah back to a second spell in England.

His goal at West Bromwich Albion on Saturday was his 31st in the league this season, tying the scoring record in a 38-game campaign held by Cristiano Ronaldo, Alan Shearer and Luis Suarez.

Suarez was the last Liverpool player to be crowned player of the year by the PFA in 2014 before moving to Barcelona.

It’s a sign of his remarkable impact that Salah secured the award with third-place Liverpool and that none of Manchester City’s newly crowned champions won the accolade.

But City winger Leroy Sane was voted PFA young player of the year.

The PFA women’s player award went to Chelsea forward Fran Kirby, while Lauren Hemp of Bristol City secured the young player prize.

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