#they both have wedding themed islands

[bbokicidal]

Marriage? Marriage. | Hyung Line! SKZ [OT8]

Genre : Fluff Warnings : None Pairing : Hyung Line SKZ x Fem!Reader

Notes : Ever wondered what your wedding would be like with SKZ? How they would propose? What their tux/outfit would look like? Your ring? The venue? Well I've got it all right here! (Completely w/ photo references!)

Other Notes : This is just how i picture things going down/looking. If you disagree or have other opinions, that's totally fine! But please don't go in the comments complaining it isn't how you pictured it. If you don't like it, scroll past. Thank you!

Chris

The Proposal : You'd be absolutely WRONG if you thought Chris would propose to you anywhere but Australia. He's going to plan a trip home, bring you along, and get you on the beach with his family (that includes the boys) so they can all be there for it. He'll get on one knee while you're taking pictures near the water in a sweet sundress that matched the color of his button up, give you the most heart wrenching, tear jerking, cheek blushing, romantic speak through his giggles - and then ask you to marry him while offering you the most beautiful diamond ring you'd ever seen in your life.

The Venue : Although he doesn't drink (often), Chris finds that vineyards are some of the most beautiful places he's seen for wedding venues. The wine is provided - any flavor you can think of - and the area of the ceremony is just out back by an archway covered in vines and floral scenery. The pond just behind the building is perfect for a background - and during the exchanging of vows, people coo at both your shared words with each other and the pair of swans floating along behind you.

First Look : Chris doesn't want to do a first look before the ceremony, so you wait to take pictures until that is done. But when he sees you round the corner to come down the aisle? Oh, he's red in the neck and bawling by the time you reach him - of course he's laughing through it, sniffling and laughing even more when someone reaches over his shoulder to dab his pink cheeks with a tissue - already prepared for his tears.

His Best Man : Felix - of course.

Minho

The Proposal : He goes all out - as out as he can, bringing you to Jeju Island on a vacation and doing it in the solitude of your own company. He wants it to be just you two, announcing it to the others when Jeongin notices the ring as soon as you walk into the room. The proposal goes smoothly, with him bringing you to a nicer - definitely fancy - dinner and then laying the velvet box on the table for you to open yourself. You're flabbergasted, he's a smiley, blushy mess - and now, you're both engaged.

The Venue : Minho lets you pick out the venue, which ends up being a relatively fancy building that.... is definitely older. The pillars are massive, the ceiling is high - painted with murals of angels and relics. He helps with the decorative ideas however, deciding with you that a deep and rich red should be the primary color theme with flowers and small details like pearls, beads, and banners. And it's a good idea, for sure.

First Look : He's all smiles when he sees you for the first time in your dress. Just before the ceremony and about to do photos, he turns around to find you standing behind him and immediately places his hands on your waist to tell you just how beautiful you look. He has to take it all in however, making others laugh by the way he keeps pausing mid sentence to visibly look you up and down in awe.

His Best Man : Chris - His only hyung.

Changbin

The Proposal : It's softer, sweeter - and it happens in the comfort of your own bed. With the news of a bun in the oven being revealed to the world just two weeks ago, Changbin decides that since you're both taking such a large step into having a family... then why not - you know - make it officially a family? Together forever, and all that. He whispers it to you in the early morning hours, a soft "We should get married." only to be met with a shy grin from you as you ask if he's serious. And he most certainly is.

The Venue : Taking up most of the responsibilities in funding the wedding, finding the venue, decor, food, etc. -- Changbin picks out an outdoor venue where the two of you won't get too warm and there will be plenty of space for lots of guests; Your family, his family, his friends, your friends - he wants them all there to witness the moment. There's a few buildings like a bunkhouse with a wedding suite and guest rooms for the wedding party, a building for the reception and food - and the ceremony will be outside with a large archway that he can dip and kiss you under until you're out of breath.

First Look : Changbin is aaaaaall giggles when he sees you for the first time, covering his mouth before yelling out, "yah! this is my wife?? this?? how did i bag this? look at this!" Constantly hyping you up, telling you how gorgeous you are in your ear, having you sit in his lap for pictures - Man is coooooocky, and has every right to be when you look that good.

His Best Man : Hyunjin. (Man's got both his husband & wife on either side of him.)

Hyunjin

The Proposal : So, so romantic. At an art gallery - where he had, somehow, had a piece of his art displayed. That was the reason for visiting the gallery, he said, but the real reason was so that he could propose to you in the soft silence of the building and somewhere both of you truly cherished. Felix was there, too, mostly to take photos. But also to witness his best friend bagging the most beautiful girl in the world.

The Venue : Deciding together, you both agree on a smaller venue where your families can enjoy the ceremony - and then a larger venue just down the stress where the reception and food can be held. The venue for the ceremony is quaint, with dressing rooms for the bridesmaids and groomsmen, and a larger room where you'll be wedded. The reception ceremony - well, it's big enough for all of the group to bust down some moves (and maybe some choreo from their performances.)

First Look : Hyunjin also waits until the ceremony to get his first look at you, but when he does - he nearly falls to his knees at the sight. He's in shambles, turning away for a second to gather himself before putting on a polite smile and taking your hand when you reach him. He'll be sure to lean down and tell you how gorgeous you look, however, whispering out that he's never seen anyone so beautiful in his life - and he looks in the mirror every day, so.

His Best Man : Changbin.

[trivia-yandere]

two sentence horror story

Years ago, your best friend, Jimin, and you made a pact that if one of you were single by the age of 26 that the two of you would just marry the other.

masterlist | @darkuni63 @momnomnom @sweetempathprunetree

writer: lyse

word count: 2.095

warning: naive reader, manipulative jimin, dark themes, yandere tendencies, dacryphilia, masochism, unprotected sex, creampie, smut, oral (m receiving), blood, jealous reader, murder,

Years ago, your best friend, Jimin, and you made a pact that if you were single by the age of 26 that the two of you would just marry the other.

Jimin watches as his friend - you -  reads the words on the small card - the wedding invitation he has given her. He awaits your reaction - maybe a hurt one? A look of sadness and betrayal? Or would you be upset and scream at him?

“Please join us for the wedding of Park Jimin & Kim Ji-yeon.” your words are low and lack emotions - monotone like. 

Your mind is swirling with the new information. You push yourself away from the kitchen island you were leaning on.

Jimin had not told you that he was thinking of marrying Ji-yeon anytime soon. He had admitted that he was thinking of it - but it was hard to ever believe Jimin when he was balls deep inside of you.

You met Jimin back in your childhood. Your mother and his being close friends and it was bound that you and he would be just as close. Jimin was your first kiss - you weren’t his - and he was the first man who taught you about sex - even if you weren’t his.

In High school, you and he had made a pact. “If we’re both single by the time I’m 26 then I’m going to marry you.” Jimin laughed, and you had, as well. Jimin always had a partner by his side so you took it with a grain of salt.

At first.

But slowly, you realized that you wouldn’t allow yourself to be in a relationship. Your earlier relationships ended for a few reasons. Jimin knew no boundaries. If he wanted your attention, he demanded it. You called off many dates because Jimin decided that he wanted you to be in his presence and boyfriends didn’t appreciate it. 

JImin also didn’t like when you would think about giving yourself to another man - he told you countless times that all they wanted was to ruin you; take your body and use it for their pleasure before dropping you like you were nothing to them. 

You stopped yourself from dating a few years back when one boyfriend suggested that you choose between him and Jimin - and how could you ever not choose your best friend?

Sex with Jimin happened countless times - starting back your first time and you asked him about sex. You had a boyfriend who you were semi-curious about sex with and Jimin had told you that he would show you the in’s and out’s of sex. It was painful at first, but you were grateful that Jimin showed you - even if you never had the chance to experience it with any other boyfriends.

Jimin never halted his sexual adventures with you even when he himself was in a relationship. Time after time, he’d come to your home and you knew just what he wanted. It’s what you wanted, as well. He’d fuck you so deeply - passionately. He’d suck on a nipple as you rode him or slapped your ass while he fucked into you.

“When did you propose?” you asked Jimin who then flashes you a dazzling smile.

“Last Tuesday.” Jimin responds, and your eyebrow is raised. That was the same day he had canceled a date with Ji-yeon to have dinner with family and yours. His old bedroom brought back familiar memories - especially when he had you bent over his bed while he fucked inside of you, hand over your lips to prevent you from moaning too loudly. He wasted no time in proposing and making invitations.

You lower the invitation in your hands until it drops onto the floor. 

Jimin knits his brows, but he isn’t oblivious to your reaction. He understands that you’re hurt by his sudden actions - he hasn’t even expressed he wanted to marry Ji-yeon.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Your heart is pounding outside your chest. You’re unsure if you’re being dramatic or if your lungs are indeed collapsing. You cannot breathe, and you feel yourself grow stiff.

“Y/N?” Jimin’s voice appears to be far away - so far that it’s growing difficult to hear him. You’re trembling now. 

Are you cold?

Are you frightened?

No.

You were pissed.

Jimin places a hand upon your forearm. You’re brought back into reality. Jimin’s eyes are shining with concern.

Jimin groans when your hand connects with his cheek. He does not expect to feel it again - and again until your palms turn to closed fists.

You’re punching him uncontrollably. Your tears are hiding your vision and with each punch you’re grunting and hissing. 

“Y/N.” Jimin begins to block your punches, but he’s only human. He’s never seen you this upset before and now he’s unsure how to calm you. 

You resort to kicking when Jimin has both of your wrists in his hold. 

There wasn’t a reason for Jimin to marry someone else - not when you gave your body to him time and time again. You remained single for him and he wants to marry Ji-yeon - a woman that couldn’t pleasure him the way you could.

It didn’t make any sense.

Jimin didn’t want it to make sense to you - he enjoyed your reaction. In all honesty, he reveled in it. Was it sinister of him? Your tears are streaming down your face at such a rapid pace that it excites him - his cock especially. He understands that it’s wrong of him for wanting to hurt you (emotionally) but he cannot help it. You were such a naive woman now that allowed him to do any and everything to you - far too naive that he cannot imagine another man doing this to you.

You were lucky that it was him - someone who truly cared for you. Loved you.

“Y/N!” Jimin screams and now you’re limp with wide eyes. 

You blink a few times to unblur your vision.

You fall to your knees, hands tugging at Jimin’s jeans. His cock springs out when his underwear goes with it. He’s now holding the kitchen island for support when he feels your hands wrap around his cock.

You open your mouth to suck onto the tip of his cock. Your tongue twirls around it hungrily, hands pumping the length of his cock.

Jimin bites his lip and groans, eyes fluttering close while you slurp against his cock. You do so vigorously - determined to show Jimin that you were who he truly wanted and not Ji-yeon. You’ve learned to know how he wanted you to pleasure him - and not even when it came to sex. You enjoyed massaging Jimin after a long day of work while he talked about his day. You would have dinner ready for him - cooked an hour exactly before he was off so it’d be warm by the time he came home. 

“You’re always so good for me, Y/N.” Jimin flinches when the tip of his cock reaches the back of your throat. He hands his head back and releases a low chuckle before biting his lips. 

“Stand up.” Jimin hisses. “I want to cum in you.”

You did as you were told, kicking off your own jeans so that Jimin could enter you. You lean against the island while Jimin positions himself behind you. He shudders upon feeling how wet and sticky you were - you loved pleasuring him.

Jimin enters you hastily, your walls are tight and inviting. He’s thankful that you never allowed another man to take advantage of you. He grunts out a long moan, thrusting into you slowly, enjoying the sensation that it gave him. 

Your hands grip the sides of the island just when Jimin’s thrusts become faster and deeper. The entirety of both of his palms grip your ass - he loved to do this when he was fucking you from behind. He loved your ass in general and whenever he had the chance to have it in his hands, he would.

Your pussy clenches around his cock, your ass slapping aggressively against his abdomen. You loved Jimin and the way he pleasured you - always fucking into you so deeply that it always had you creaming around him. This is how it should be - you and him and just you and him. No other woman; no Ji-yeon.

Jimin leans down to your neck and sends a kiss on the nape of your neck. His thrusts are sloppy and he’s grunting and breathing heavy in your ear. His warm breath hits your neck and it sends goosebumps throughout your skin.

“I love you, Jimin.” you nearly shout. He’s thrusting into you so lovingly that you’re already coming undone. “I love you so much.”

You confessing your love to him wasn’t new - especially when it came to sex. But Jimin never got tired of hearing it. It made him feel bigger than what he truly was; more powerful. You gave him this power with your undying love and lack of judgment. You would always love him and he was selfish and reveled in this fact.

Jimin cums inside of you deeply, twitching as he falls on top of you. He doesn’t remove himself from inside of you until he’s fully soft.

You’re trembling, not bothering to move. You hear Jimin behind you getting dressed. You don’t bother to face him.

“I love you, too.” Jimin murmurs to you, and your heart feels whole.

“Y/N. Hello!”

Ji-yeon is a sweet woman. She’s petite with a blunt cut, dyed blond. Her eyes are small and brown and you recall Jimin gushing how her eyes resemble the galaxy - a revelation that hurts you upon hearing it. 

Ji-yeon invites you inside her home and even makes tea for the two of you. She speaks about Jimin and the proposal - flashing you her ring. It hurts your heart to see the large ring on her finger and just how happy Ji-yeon was.

You wanted to be happy for her - be happy with her.

But your heart wouldn’t allow you to. The ring Ji-yeon is wearing is the ring that belongs to you. You waited for Jimin for years, denied countless men who wanted you. 

Ji-yeon didn’t give her life away for Jimin. She didn’t deserve this life.

Ji-yeon lifts the cup of tea to her lips and she blows gently. The ring sparkles underneath the light in the small kitchen. 

Your hand squeezes your own teacup in your hands as you sip.

“I want you to be a part of the wedding, Y/N.” Ji-yeon says suddenly, and your eyes widen. “You and Jimin are like siblings.”

Siblings?

Ji-yeons words replay in your mind a thousand times over.

“At first I thought you and him were a couple.” Ji-yeon giggles lightly. “When we first met, I was so convinced!”

Your breathing hitched.

“Wherever you were, Jimin was and vice versa. How wrong I was.”

Ji-yeon stands, turning away to go towards the sink. She turns on the water and begins washing her tea cup.

“When Jimin asked me out, I was shocked to learn that he was single.” Ji-yeon continues. She rubs against the tea cup rigorously. “But he assured me that you were like a sister to him.”

Ji-yeon turns off the water once the cup is clean. “I’m glad he has someone like you in-” She turns around and yelps when something clashes along her face. She falls onto the ground, her hands barely able to catch her.

Years ago, your best friend, Jimin, and you made a pact that if one of you were single by the age of 26 that the two of you would just marry the other.

Jimin stares in horror as you stand over his fiance’s bloodied body, holding the largest knife he’s ever seen.

You don't notice Jimin behind you, but Jimin's eyes watches closely as you drop the knife onto the ground besides Ji-yeon. It rattles off of the ground and you kneel besides her, snatching the ring off of Ji-yeons fingers.

"Y/N."

You jump at the sound of your name. Your eyes are wide when you turn to see Jimin, and now you're crying. Tears are flowing down your cheeks rapidly and you're on your knees begging for his forgiveness - but Jimin was not upset.

As sad as it sound - his wife dead and bloodied on the ground a few feet away - he could never be upset for how far your love had gone. He had pushed you to this point; the point of no return. His heart flutters with the thought of you killing for his love - and Jimin could never love you any less now.

[gunsatthaphan]

~ Monthly BL Breakdown: June 2024 ~ 

☀️ Happy July!!! 🧴

Disclaimer: ALL shows can be streamed here or here, as well as on Youtube and other platforms. For more info on where to watch what, check out this post! 

New breakdowns are coming at the end of every month - feel free to add stuff! -> previous breakdowns

What came out this month? (green = seen/currently watching)

🌟 My Love Mix-Up - June 6th (Thailand)

🌟 Love Sea - June 9th (Thailand) ✅

🌟 SunsetxVibes - June 15th (Thailand)

🌟 Blue Boys Part 2 - June 15th (South Korea)

🌟 His Man Season 3 - June 21st (South Korea)

🌟 Marahuyo Project - June 24th (Philippines)

🌟 The Rebound - June 26th (Thailand)

🌟 I Hear the Sunspot - June 26th (Japan)

🌟 Sparks Camp Season 2 (Dating Reality Show) - June 26th (Philippines)

🌟 The Trainee - June 30th (Thailand) ✅

Monthly Likes / Dislikes

❣️ - 👎🏻 -

New series & movie announcements

🎥 Islanders - Date TBA (Taiwan)

🎥 Desire (Omegaverse) - Date TBA (China)

🎥 Khemjira - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 See Your Love - Date TBA (Taiwan)

🎥 Happy Ending (starring JeffBarcode) - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Sugar Dog Life - Coming August 2024 (Japan)

🎥 Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 Allure of the Siren - Date TBA (Thailand)

🎥 Soulmate (starring Taec-yeon from 2PM) - Date TBA (South Korea)

🎥 Secret Love - Date TBA (Thailand)

Other news from the BL world

❗️ Bible W. and Jess J., the leads of the upcoming BL 4 Minutes, starred in a music video - short film by the Thai band Getsunova called Spaceless. The film was released on June 4th, the music video was released on June 6th.

❗️ Jeff S. and Barcode T. were revealed to star in the upcoming BL Happy Ending, along with Mike Angelo and Jorin K. A first trailer was released on June 15th. The show is produced by Jeff S. himself.

❗️ Actor Chimon Wachirawit withdrew from the upcoming GMMTV BL Perfect10 Liners due to his struggle with mental health issues. He was previously hospitalized and pulled back from various events, such as the LOL Fanfest and multiple fanmeetings. He released a statement on June 24th saying he has been suffering from depression and is currently receiving treatment. On June 27th, GMMTV issued a statement announcing a hiatus in Chimon's career and the end of the PerthChimon ship as a result. They have mutually agreed to end their work as a pair due to Chimon's condition and will continue to pursue separate career paths. Chimon will return to acting once his treatment is finished.

❗️ It was revealed that the upcoming Taiwanese BL First Note of Love will be a collaboration with the Thai production company StarHunter. The show stars Charles Tu (HIStory 4) and Michael Chang (My Tooth Your Love) as well as Jame Kasama (GenY) who plays a Thai singer. The show is set to premiere in August.

❗️ The production company Be On Cloud announced a lineup event titled "The Next Altitude", which will be held on July 9th. It will feature upcoming projects such as series and various events. Further details are unknown.

❗️ Following the legalization of same-sex marriage in Thailand, the production company StarHunter announced a reality series surrounding the marriage of actors Porsch A. and Arm S. titled "Porsch-Arm The Wedding". The show will follow the pair on their path to their wedding and is thus the first Asian LGBT+ marriage themed reality show. In light of the bill-pass, fellow actors Both N. and Newyear K. also celebrated their engagement after 10 years of being together.

Upcoming series & movies for July

👉🏻 Takara no Vidro - July 1st (Japan)

👉🏻 This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans - July 5th (Thailand)

👉🏻 The Boyfriend (Gay Dating Reality Show) - July 9th (Japan)

👉🏻 The Next Altitude (BOC lineup event) - July 9th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Century of Love - July 10th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Meet You at the Blossom - July 11th (China/Thailand/Taiwan)

👉🏻 Heavens x Candy - July 13th (Japan)

👉🏻 Sky Valley - July 20th (Philippines)

👉🏻 4 Minutes - July 26th (Thailand)

👉🏻 Battle of the Writers - July 29th (Thailand)

[m-jelly]

Hi, Jelly!! I have an idea for a request based on a movie i watched once. I also love Dragon Levi theme. So…

Reader is s Princess who marries the some hero. During the wedding ceremony, in memory of the feat of his ancestor, she sing a ritual song with which they used to summon the dragon; to everyone's surprise and horror, the dragon actually flies in and carries away the bride. She finds herself a prisoner on a sea island, where she meets a strange young man names Levi.

She is very soon finds out that Levi is the dragon who kidnapped her. He lives in human form, but sometimes against his will he turns into a dragon, and at these moments he cannot control himself.

Levi wants to be human and is afraid of harming reader. She communicates with Levi, teaches him to live like a human being. Meanwhile, Levi falls in love with a girl and trusts her more and more; she, torn between sympathy for man and fear of the dragon. Levi lets the girl go, deciding for himself that he should not be a man, and not understanding how to live further.

Reader returns home. Her wedding is being prepared again, but the girl already understands that she does not want this marriage, since she does not love the groom. At the last moment, the princess begins to sing a ritual song. Levi, on the island at this time, manages to turn into a dragon, flies in and takes princess.

The dragon Levi and reader fly away. On the island, the dragon throws the girl on the altar, but she shows no fear, kisses the dragon and confesses her love to him. The dragon stops... and carefully places his head on her lap.

Several years have passed. Levi and reader live together on the island, their daughter is growing up; since the island is enchanted, they are safe. Reader flies on her dragon husband: he is no longer dangerous to her.

A maiden's call

Levi x fem!reader

Dragon Levi, royal AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, becoming a couple, multiple sections.

Most of the plot is in the ask.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @darkstarlight82 @emilyyyy-08 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird @searriously

After the last bit of your outfit was put on you, a long sigh escaped you. The more you gazed at yourself in the mirror the more your heart ached. It was the princess's duty to marry a just and courageous man. A man had been selected for you and today was the day you would marry him.

As you went to the outdoor temple for your wedding, you couldn't help but think when you saw birds flying. What you wouldn't give to be free like them and fly away. The man you were marrying was handsome, brave and a beloved hero who held a deep affection for you.

The hero gazed at you as your union was spoken about. All eyes were on you when it was time for you to carry out tradition. With a deep inhale you started singing a song to honour the ancestors of yours and the hero's family. The sweet lyrics and your voice drifted through the warm breeze and moved across the ocean to a sleeping beast desperate for love.

Once the song was finished the room was left in silence due to the pure awe the audience was in. A part of you hoped that maybe an ancient dragon would be summoned to take you away, but you knew it was false hope. You turned to the hero right after you sighed.

He offered his hand to you. "Princess."

You reached for his hand but a distant and deep roar made you pause. Both the hero and the King called for you, but you ignored them because more roars were getting closer. A chill went through your body as a deep and loud horn was blown, it was a horn that hadn't been blown in countless years.

A dragon was coming.

Madness and panic set into the people at your wedding. You watched as people began sprinting out of the temple. The hero pulled out his sword and declared to protect you before racing out with the other knights outside the temple. You remained though.

A gust of wind went through the temple as a deep blowing growl rumbled the building. As soon as you turned around you cast your eyes upon a huge black-scaled dragon with the most beautiful steel-blue eyes. It landed on the top of the temple and stared at you.

Warm air surged from the dragon as it breathed out. Entranced by the creature, you slowly reached out for it as you began singing the summoning song to it. Whether it was your imagination or something else, but you could have sworn its gaze softened for you.

The moment was so calming and gentle, but it was ruined by the cry of the hero. The dragon was instantly irritated by seeing the armoured man and launched into action. Its big claw wrapped around you before it pushed up with its wings and shot up into the sky.

You gazed below at your father and the hero shouting for you, but you weren't scared. As the claw of the dragon held you so gently and you travelled across the land, you felt free.

Island life had been rather nice for you. Levi had been sweet as anything to you. It seemed like he was the only other human on the island. When you gazed at him you felt a fire inside you, but there was just something so wonderful about his eyes.

Today was a day out together. There was a sparkle in your eyes as Levi held your hand and pulled you along the path. The way he cared for you moved your heart. All the clothes he made for you were so flattering and flowing on you.

As you rounded the corner you felt breathless at the views before you. Sunlight glistened off the waterfall and pool. Life around the pool was vibrant and hypnotic to you. It was so peaceful being here you weren't sure if you ever wanted to leave.

Levi pulled you closer. "Sit, enjoy."

You sat down and let your aches wash away. "Levi, do you want something to eat? I made sure to pack plenty."

He sat close to you. "Please."

You handed him food you had made just for him and smiled as he tucked in. "You like it?"

"I do."

You reached over and cleaned his cheek. "Cute."

A pink blush covered his cheeks as he stammered your name. "You...I'm...ah..." He panted a little before clutching his chest. "Ngh."

You cupped his face. "Talk to me, Levi. I'm here for you."

He ripped himself away from you and began panting. "I...I'm sorry."

A blast of hot air hit you and sent you into the pool. As you sank slowly you gazed up to see something big and black grow up before looking down at you. Pressure built up in your lungs as you struggled to breathe.

You shot up and gasped in air but felt like the air was sucked out of you right away when the black dragon stared at you. An urge pushed you to reach out towards him, everything was telling you to touch its face.

The dragon pondered your actions before snarling and snapping at your hand. Just as it snapped, you pulled your hand back just in time. With quick movements you started swimming fast and towards the waterfall. Panic and fear burned into your body as the dragon stomped behind you and snapped at the air.

You dove down under the water and began swimming as fast as possible. With a burst of strength, you threw yourself out of the water and through the waterfall. Rocks cut up your legs and hands as you crawled through the cave at the back and pressed yourself against the wall.

The racing of your heart was deafening, it even overpowered the roaring of the waterfall. Even though you placed your hands over your mouth, you felt like he would still hear you and kill you. Tears filled your eyes as you stared at the water.

The black snout of the dragon parted the water. Next, its whole head pushed under the waterfall. Its face moved closer and closer to you. The blue eyes of the dragon were locked onto you. It terrified you to see it get closer. The dragon paused a moment as it seemed to register you.

Smoke wrapped around the dragon and then dissipated to reveal a tired-looking Levi. He stumbled closer to you and dropped to his knees. Tears trickled down his cheeks as he bowed to you.

Levi gripped fit fulls of dirt and sand as he lowered his head further. He mumbled your name. "Forgive me. I cannot control myself in that form." He shook a little. "I don't want to hurt you."

You shifted closer to him. "It's okay, Levi. It's okay."

He lifted his head. "I just want to live like a human."

"I'll help you."

The laughter that came from you was like music to his ears. You had walked into his life and made it better. All he wanted was to keep you with him. His heart was filled with adoration and love for you. It was becoming clear to Levi that he had feelings for you.

It'd been a month since he revealed he was the dragon that took you from the hero. Guilt had consumed him for a while about keeping you here. While living with him, he had you teaching him how to be more human. He loved every single lesson that you gave him.

Today you were reading a book to him as he lay with his head on your lap. He was enjoying every single moment as he read to you. After reading a little, you would stop and ask him about his thoughts. Each answer you gave him made it clear you cared about everything he said.

You closed the book and placed it down on the grass. "Levi."

He sat up and gazed at you. "Yes?"

You smiled at him. "Are you the only dragon?"

He shook his head. "There is an island full of my kind, but I left because I cannot control my transformation. I didn't want to hurt anyone." He lowered his head. "I don't want to hurt you."

You leaned closer and kissed his cheek. "You've never hurt me." You smiled sweetly at him. "Your form scared me at first, but I've managed to keep safe."

He gazed deeply into your eyes. "I don't deserve you."

You hummed a laugh. "Says who? I like being here with you. You make me happy. I've never been happy like this before. For so long I was just drifting through life. When you arrived as a dragon, I felt so excited and free. Thank you for bringing me here."

Levi caressed your cheek. "I wish you could stay with me."

You frowned at his words. "I don't understand what you're saying. What do you mean by that?"

He was in love with you, that was very clear to him. "You need to go home."

Tears filled your eyes as you felt your heartbreak. "You...you want me to leave?"

"It's not safe for you." He stood up. "I'm not safe. I'll end up hurting you."

You shot to your feet. "Please, Levi, don't make me leave." You wrapped your arms around him. "I don't want to go back."

Levi hugged you tightly. "I'm sorry."

You had a thousand-mile stare as you stood before a mirror dressed up in a wedding dress. A week ago you were brought back home and as soon as you arrived, the wedding was put back on track. It hurt your heart to be back and you longed to be back with Levi.

There was no denying it, you had fallen in love with Levi. Marrying the hero was a mistake and you didn't want him at all. You wanted Levi.

Walking to the temple again was all a blur. Seeing the hero next to you with a bright smile made you feel sick. He was handsome and sweet, but he wasn't Levi. No matter how much you tried to think about loving this hero, you couldn't.

As the ceremony started a knot formed in your gut. Everything inside you was telling you to run. Your body began to shake as you felt desperate to flee. You dropped your flowers, turned on your heels and then ran out of the temple as people shouted for you.

You skidded to a stop and began singing the ancient song as loud as possible Deep in your heart you called to Levi. After the song you gazed longingly out at the sea hoping the man you loved would come to you. A gasp escaped you when the hero grabbed you from behind and pulled you back.

You tried to fight the grip that was on you, but it was too strong. Everyone was saying you'd lost your mind or that the dragon had wrapped your mind, but it wasn't true. You were just in love.

A roar rumbled across the sky, your saviour was him. As soon as the hero loosened his grip, you shoved him off and sprinted away. You waved your arms and called out to Levi. A smile spread over your lips when he swooped down, grabbed you with his claw and flew off.

You wrapped your arms around his leg and hugged him tightly. "Levi."

He flew back to his island and cast your body onto a large circle covered in blankets and cushions, it was like an offering spot. He landed before you and crawled closer to you. A deep growl rumbled inside him as he stalked closer to you.

You reached up and cupped his face. "Levi." You smiled at him as tears rolled down your cheeks. "I missed you so much." You leaned closer to his snout. "I should have told you before you sent me away. I'm not afraid of you."

The dragon paused and listened.

"I think you are the most beautiful and wonderful being in the whole world." You hugged his snout. "I love you, Levi. From the bottom of my heart and soul, I love you."

As soon as you kissed his snout smoke wrapped around him and his human form appeared. Levi pulled back a little and gazed at you. "You love me?"

You nodded. "I do."

He tackled you against the covers and cushions making you giggle. "I love you so much. You are my life."

You tangled your fingers in his hair. "I'm never leaving you again."

You held your daughter's hands as she slapped her little feet on the sand. "Good girl, be careful."

Daisy looked up when she saw her dad in his dragon form fly over and land. "Dada!"

Levi lowered his large head and hummed as his daughter hugged his head. "Little flower."

You hurried over and took the bags off him. "Was my father okay?"

Levi became a human. "He is still mad that I kidnapped you." He picked up his daughter. "But he is happy to help because I protect them. Your negotiations were impressive."

"Well, I am a princess and I was taught how to rule."

Levi looked down at his daughter. "Your mummy is so cool."

Daisy clapped her hands. "Mama!"

He chuckled. "She agrees with me." He kissed her puffy cheek. "We should visit my mother soon."

"Sure." You nodded and took your daughter from Levi allowing him to carry the heavy bags to your store room. You danced with your daughter a bit before twirling around with her and into Levi's arms. "Hello, handsome."

Levi leaned down and kissed you. "Hello, my darling." He growled a little and nibbled your neck. "Can we go to the nest tonight?"

You hummed a laugh. "Someone is frisky. Yes, I would love that." You kissed him before looking down at your daughter as she made a little noise. "I think it's playtime first, right?"

Daisy giggled. "Ba, boo!"

[inklore]

—🍊. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐔'𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓

this is not a writing challenge, this is just a list of summer au's that have been collecting dust in my google docs that i'm both sick of looking at, and also feel like for those who also really enjoy writing summery fics, could always use more inspiration or ideas for au's or scenario's (even if it's just smutty or fluffy blurbs).

please make note that anyone can use these for any fandom or character. it's literally for everyone, for whatever ship, gender, or verse. no one owns au's and everyone makes them their own and writes differently. so please do with the content below as you wish!!

you don't gotta tag me if you use one but would i love to read your beautiful work? hell yeah so feel free to if ya feel like it.

i separated each into categories + some might have added context or prompts because i have zero self control and like to be extra and add ideas onto things lmao.

hopefully someone finds these fun and helpful, happy writing my loves <3

LOCATION.

beach

ocean

ice cream parlor

lake town

ranch

summer camp

summer school

island

boat

fishing town

resort

the woods

national park

public pool

destination wedding

renaissance fair

lake house

bar

theme park

capecod

italy

winery / vinyards

country club

cruise ship

concert

RELATIONSHIP BASED.

brothers best friend ('unfortunately' spending the summer with your family)

neighbors au

exes back for the summer

bodyguard au (character a has to follow around reader whose some princess/rich girl on a vacation, bonus points if she's supposed to be on lockdown but refuses to stay at the hotel, even more bonus points if her parents sent her on this vacation as a rehabilitation for her bad habits)

best friends dad (you're spending the summer with your bestie and god her dads hot as hell)

mermaid x human

frat boy x good girl (last minute studying together before summer break, or maybe the frat is throwing a big grad party and reader decides to let loose for the first time in forever)

frat boy x sorority girl (it's giving rich hoes who can't stand each other who get caught doing something and have to do community service with each other alllll summerrrrr long, can you think of anything worse?!)

sitcom stars (they're both on some summer love show but fall for each other instead, or you're two celebs supposed to be fake dating on some mtv drama show in palm springs but you actually fall for each other)

park ranger x someone who thought going camping alone would be fun but oh shit i know nothing about the wilderness au

ex-best friends ex (a summer love but put revenge and 'we're only fucking because this friend screwed me over and it'll really show them' au anyone??)

lifeguard x parent au (or you saved my life let me repay you wink wink)

dads best friend

house sitter x house owner (or neighbor, or family member who came home early and wtf are you doing here and who are you?? or even the old i asked the neighbor to watch our house but also my wife wink wink)

babysitter who tags along on vacation with the family au

fake dating (for the summer)

friends to lovers was made for summer au's!!!

superhero x vigilante (nightly meet ups to keep the streets safe)

friends with benefits but only for the summer au

painter x muse

body found on beach x person who found them (+ the added bonus of the two of them working together to figure out wtf happened and how they got there)

sugar baby x sugar whathaveyou (free vacation? hell yeah)

roommates (renting a room for summer what could go wrong)

tour guide / local x tourist

camp counselor x parent of camper

friend group on a drama filled vacay au

the only single people at this resort for couples au

sad housewife x pool boy

DARK THEMED.

cult au

slasher au

hitchhiking gone wrong (or right)

monster au (summer is the perfect time to go exploring for the monster in the woods or the lake, ocean even, obviously)

haunted house au

ghost hunting au

hunter x prey (bonus points if they don't know they're being hunted until it's too late)

safe house au (gone wrong)

kidnapping au (it's giving 365 days but less shitty ok)

stranded au (on an island, in a creepy town, etc)

bestie's trip gone wrong au (the innocent looking guys at the pool who are gorgeous are actually super shitty and deadly omg, or the couple in the hotel room next to us are insane wow, or someone is killing us off...but it's someone within the friend group)

stuck in an abandoned amusement park au

INSPIRED BY.

grease au

dirty dancing au

x au (70s-80s pornstars au + added slasher element if ya wanna make it dark)

daisy jones & the six / rocker au (summer tour anyone?)

the white lotus (cheating au?? a couple hoping a vacation will fix their marriage, maybe even the whole shitty husband leaves you there and you fall for one of the resort workers)

50 first dates au (but make it 'i bet i can make you fall in love with me by the end of summer)

jurassic park au

i know what you did last summer au

friday the 13th au

the final girls au (aka you end up in your favorite movie and have to find your way out with a side of 'oh shit there's my fav character what if i stayed and made them fall in love with me instead', or go full final girls au and you're stuck in a cult horror movie and have to survive the night to get out of it)

outer banks / goonies au

schitt's creek au

romeo and juliet (1996) au

mama mia au (the prequeal tho aka boning a bunch of people and omg i'm pregnant who is the baby daddy tho??)

overboard au

OCCUPATIONS.

naturalist

farmers market vender

dog walker / dog sitter

dive bar singer

surfer

swim instructor

vet

journalist

camp counselor

author

cowboy

undercover pi

contractor

car wash attendant

lifeguard

gardener / landscaper

summer intern

tour guide

tutor

nanny

theme park owner

bartender

house sitter

summer farmhand

golf course caddy

sign-holder

movie theatre worker

uber driver

wedding photographer

hotel receptionist

RANDOM.

heatwave (how ever will we stay cool?)

shipwreck / stranded on an island au

rainstorm / hurricane au (stuck inside oh no what will we do??)

love triangle that shit

matchmaking au

love letters in a bottle au

drunken karaoke

kissing in the rain is top tier

workaholic letting loose au

(illegal) car racing au

road trip au

[r-i-03-17]

@yasammyweek Ok I guess this is a thing that exists, so I'm gonna contribute to it. Today's theme is a wedding, so I'm gonna write something that relates to that. This kinda caught me off guard but I'm gonna try my best. Enjoy

It has been about 8 years since Yaz and Sammy had "officially" gotten together, If you ask them they'll say they started REALLY dating after they made it back home, an agreement they made when they were still stranded on Mantacorp Island, in case either one (or both) of them hadn't made it, but basically everyone else agrees it was after they both brought their feelings to light. Either way it had been about 8 years, but for the past week, Yaz had been acting a little....skittish.

Yazmina was a woman of focus, commitment, and sheer flipping will. She had survived almost a year on an island full of dinosaurs, while having a sprained ankle for two of those months. She had faced down the Scorpius Rex, the Mosasaurs, and a really ticked off Galimimus (long story, but the dino had it coming). After all that, the almost dying nearly every day, why on gods green earth would a small wooden box with a diamond ring inside make her so nervous. She wouldn't even be the one receiving it, but the conclusion this poor nervous girl came to, is that the reaction of the person she wanted to give the ring to was what caused her nerves to shoot up. What would Sammy do? Cry, laugh, run, say no? All these possibilities were making Yaz more nervous than it would if she just asked Sammy the damn question "Will you marry me?". There's no reason for her to be this nervous right? I mean, the two of them have already been as intimate as you can get with another person, multiple times, so there was no grand surprise afterwards, no pressure to hold up to any "expectations" except of course actually showing up for the wedding....the wedding, the music, the people, the dresses, all the things that weddings involved made Yaz feel even more nervous. She had always considered herself the quote-un qoate "man" of the relationship, and as such she felt it necessary to perform the usual "man" rolls, she opened the doors to restaurants and vehicles for Sammy, made sure Sammy's truck was safe before she drove somewhere, and besides all that, had always gotten along better with Sammy's father, brothers, and nephews, than she had her mother in law, sister in laws, and nieces, though they all still got along well, but she had always found herself gravitating towards the guys, and had actually went to Sammy's father for advice on what to do for their first official date. But unfortunately, with Yaz fulfilling that role (that she was perfectly happy in, Sammy as well), that means it was up to her to propose. Great 😑.

Not really sure what to do, Yaz had chosen to try and distract herself from the thoughts racing in her head by going to lunch with Darius, Brooklyn, and Ben. Sammy was working and couldn't go, but insisted Yaz go and give them all a hug for her, which she had. As they sat down, the rest of the group noticed Yaz looked a little down, not that she was super bubbly to begin with, but she usually had more energy than this.

B: Yaz, are you ok?

Y: Yeah....I'm fine.

(obviously not fine)

D: Yeah sure, ok skip the BS and tell us what's up so we can help.

B: Dude, a little sensitivity would be nice.

D: What? She obviously has something that's bothering her, I'm just trying to figure out what?

B: Yeah but you can't just ASK, what if it was something sensitive?

Ben: Sensitive..... something kinda like a....ring...maybe?

Ben looked over at Yaz, who was now staring at Ben. And he instantly regretted it, Yaz had tears in her eyes, her cheeks red, and trying to compose herself as to not have a breakdown in the middle of a shopping mall food court. Yaz reached into her pocket, pulled out a small wooden box, and slid it across the table.

Y: Yeah, it's a ring. But I don't need it, it's not like I'd ever have a possibility of using it anyway....so take it.

She wiped her eyes and took a shaky breath and put a 20 on the table, asked them to pay for her food, and went to her car to go home.

Yaz made it to her truck, but didn't open it. Hand on the handle she looked at the reflection in the window, and it was a sad, sorry sight. Red in the face, tears running down her cheeks, crying like a 5 year old that had just broken her toy. What was she supposed to do? Go back to Sammy, the person that made her so happy, and dump all this on to her? And that's when the realization struck Yaz like a horse hoof to the chest, the reason Yaz didn't want to propose, wasn't because she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with Sammy, it's that she didn't want Sammy to be stuck with her. She's always been self conscious about herself, and in some ways that's a good thing, keeps a person humble, but it also can be a real pain for self esteem. Would Sammy WANT to be stuck with her for the rest of their lives, till death does them part? Why would someone like her, a beautiful, intelligent, friendly, girl from Texas want to spend the rest of her life with an introverted, relatively speaking average looking, sad nerd like her? There wasn't one, at least not one that Yaz could think of. So, she decided she wouldn't propose, and wouldn't put that burden on Sammy, so if at any time Sammy wanted to leave, she could. As corny as it sounds she'd rather Sammy be happy without her, then sad with her.

Yaz hadn't realized how long she had been standing with her hand on the truck handle, hadn't realized how long she had been crying, and hadn't realized how long her friends had been standing there, until Brooklyn had very gently put her arm on Yaz's shoulder, and was looking at her with so much concern that it almost made Yaz start crying again, but even if she wanted to, she couldn't, she was all dried up.

B: Yaz, we're so sorry, we didn't mean to push, we were just worried about you. I wasn't going to say anything, but the whole reason we came down was that Sammy was concerned about you. She said you'd been acting sad and wanted us to get you out of the house to see if you'd feel better. She's really worried, she was actually starting to think you had gotten tired of spending so much time around her.

Y: What? No, I....I didn't mean...I could never.....

B: Yaz, please tell us what's the matter, all we want to do is help you.

So Yaz did, Yaz told them EVERYTHING, every insecurity. All the hopelessness and sadness came out in one big, frankly depressing, story (including everything she said in her head, read above). At the end, Yaz was just sitting sadly on the tailgate of her truck, her friends sitting with her, looking for lack of a better term, dumbfounded and sad. They had all known Yaz had insecurities, who didn't, but they had no idea it ran so deep.

Y: So that's why I can't propose. I care about her, and I care enough to let her go.....I don't want to but.....

Ben: Yaz, kinda crazy question here, but have you... Idk......maybe mentioned ANY of this to Sammy, at all? Do you have any idea if she wants to get married?

Y: No, but I don't want to burden anything on her. And why would she want to marry ME anyways?

Nobody had noticed the black car that had pulled in the parking lot an hour before, and nobody had noticed the driver sneaking over and hiding behind the car beside them, listening to Yaz's entire story, every word since Brooklyn, Darius, and Ben had come out to comfort their sad friend. And nobody noticed the Texas girl hiding behind some strangers car, trying her best not to cry, and wanting to do nothing else but hug not just the girl she's been dating for 8 years, but her business partner, her other dog mom, and her best friend. But the little Texan girl couldn't stand it any longer and decided to set the record straight.

Sam: Yazmina Fadoula, are you kidding me?

Sammy stepped out from behind the car she was hiding behind, and gave a heart attack to the entire group sitting on the tailgate. Yaz started to get up but Sammy in no uncertain terms gave her a look that said sit back down......Yaz sat back down.

Sammy: So let me get this straight....the reason you've been acting depressed all week, the reason you come to bed later and wake up earlier than normal, why you aren't eating as much and acting super shy, is because you wanted to propose? And was worried I would laugh in your face, or reject you, or not want to be with the girl that I've been with for 8 years??

Y: Um....yes? Look it's not you Sammy, it's me...I was just....

Sammy: Oh I know, I heard the whole conversation, basically everything. I came her to pick up some food to surprise you, and I see you crying and looking at the truck, you didn't even see me drive by. I was gonna talk to you, but I saw them coming over to you, and figured they'd be better at getting you to open up.....guess I was right. I'm gonna be honest Yaz, why didn't you talk to me? We're a team, you're supposed to be able to trust me, and I know that's selfish that I just WANT you to trust me, but we've known each other for almost 10 years, even before we started dating......is it me? Am I driving you away, am I being too over bearing, I just wanted to help you, I didn't mean to be too much.

Now Sammy was crying, and Yaz felt like the world's biggest a**hole, beating herself up internally for not thinking about how this would affect Sammy. She knew Sammy was sensitive, and tuned into people's emotions, so she definitely knew Yaz was upset, but wanting to respect her privacy, hadn't pushed the issue. Yaz felt awful.

Sammy: You know the worst part about this, Yaz? This entire time I was scared you were getting sick of me....I thought you were seeing someone else.

Well if Yaz thought she couldn't feel any worse, she just got proven wrong.

Y: Sammy.....you thought that.....why would....

Sammy: What? See someone else?.....Yaz I heard everything you said, and the entire time I was wondering the same thing you were. Wondering why you'd want to be with ME? I'm just some yee-haw Texan rodio, banjo playing, chubby, middle of nowhere farm girl and there's a million girls just like me within like 20 miles of just like me, except prettier and cooler. I was scared to death that the only reason you were with me is because we were stuck on the island and once you had more people to choose from.....you'd leave. Yasmina I would LOVE to marry you, of course I would, but I still don't really understand why it'd be ME you'd pick out of everyone else. You're beautiful and smart and ACTUALLY talented, you have skills that are actually cool and unique, unlike me who can do farm things yeah, but so can everyone else.

Yaz sat with her mouth hanging open, in awe of that one, her girlfriend had the same insecurities she had, and two, that Sammy thought of herself like that. Yaz couldn't understand why the girl she was so worried about proposing to had never brought these issues up to her before. Yaz decided there and then that damn the consequences, whatever her future had in store for her, Yaz was going to make sure Sammy never had to worry that Yaz would leave her again. She walked up to Sammy and kissed her, a long kiss full of love and warm feelings that made butterflies fly in both of the girls chests.

Y: Sammy, I'm so so so so so so so sorry that I EVER made you worried about me leaving, ever made you feel insecure about yourself. With our friends and God as my witness I will do everything I can to make sure you never feel like this again. Brooklyn.......can I have my ring.

Sammy opened her eyes wide, Ben and Darius gasped and Brooklyn smiled as she handed Yaz the ring.

Y: With this ring I promise to be with you forever, for every sad day, when it shines, rains, or snows. Through every up and down, left or right, whatever happens I want this ring to symbolize how much I care about you... Sammy Gutierrez, can I put this ring on your finger.

Everyone was crying now, their friends, and some random people in the parking lot.

Sammy: Of course you can, but I have one request......Don't call me Gutierrez anymore.....it's Fadoula now.

Yaz smiled, slipped on the ring, and grabbed Sammy by the hips and hoiseted her up off the ground so they could look at each other, Sammy's legs wrapped around Yaz's hips and her arms rested on her shoulders. The parking lot whistled and hollered, horns honking and lights flashing to celebrate the couple.

Sammy: Hey Yaz?

Y: Yes Sammy?

Sammy: I think the chicken thawed in the back of my car.

Everyone laughed, and Brooklyn, Darius, and Ben all drove home with Sammy and Yaz to stay the night. Brooklyn was thankful that Yaz had soundproofed her and Sammy's bedroom wall, and Yaz kept her promise and made sure that Sammy knew every bit of her was as beautiful to Yaz as anything else.

They went to the town office the next day and made it official, and Sammy bought Yaz a ring.

Woooo, that was a long one, I hope everyone enjoys my contribution to @yasammyweek. See y'all later

[scary-lasagna]

Wedding and Honeymoon headcanons for slender? For the honeymoon ones can you do slight NSFW if thats ok? Maybe Offender if you can do him as well? Seperate THANK YOU ❤️

Considering this one got so long I’ll be happy to write one for Offender if you send in an ask for him!

Slender

A winter wedding is what you’ll two participate in.

And with a monochrome theme of white and black, in a rather quite large castle, followed by rows and rows and distant relatives, business partners, creeps, and even a few journalists.

It’s an important event, considering who Slender is, and especially marrying into the family of Ender. Mother, his brothers, and his select prized proxies get front row seats on his side, and of course you know you’ll feel comforted by the familiar faces you chose to sit on your side.

It’s a lot of pressure, and the whole realm seems to be watching you flaunt down the aisle, but just the presence of him standing at the end of it is enough to soothe your worry.

The castle is decorated with a large amount of flowers, ribbons, and arches, along with a faux, light snow fall that melts before it reaches guests clothing.

And with Slender, once the vows are done, the souls must be bonded.

This can be tricky if you’re a human, but there’s no reason why it should work on the second try.

Similar to a knot tying tradition, you join hands, and a spell is wrapped around them, tightening the grasp. It will glow and embed the magical ribbon-like strings with Slender’s crest, and transfer the symbol to your palm.

It’ll disappear after a few days, unless you summon it to show off, which you absolutely will be doing once you get back from your honeymoon!

Honeymoon (Nsfw implications)

What better way to spend a honeymoon than to escape on a remote island in the middle of nowhere?

It’s a little beach cabin, with a forest in your backyard. It’s not too hot nor cold, but the perfect weather to dip your feet in the ocean together and find all of the cool seashells.

He lets you run around and bring him seashells, and even a live clam. Of course you didn’t know, and he snuck it back in the water to not hurt your feelings.

You have the entire island to yourself, and Slender makes sure that is known to you both. No creatures will be getting any sleep staying near the house.

A few sirens will even stop by during the day if you happen to be out in the beach, just to congratulate you two on conjoining before promptly leaving.

During the night, you often fall asleep around a campfire until a crab pinches your feet to find out if you’re food or not.

And with a full range of cable and wifi, matched with your newly husbands cooking skills, you wished you could stay forever and watch sloppy reality shows and all of your favorites together.

But alas, all good things must come to an end, and after packing up and having Slender teleport you both home, you arrive at the all too familiar front doors of the manor.

“CONGRATULATIONS!!” Is what you’re met with, and Slender nearly had a heart attack from it, your poor love.

Everyone stood around the front door, decorated with balloons, cake, sweets, and other gifts. They’re incredibly happy to see you two so content with each other, and to perhaps call you mom once in a while.

[fanficapologist]

Of Dragons and Maelstroms

Themes and Warnings: slow burn, enemies to lovers, blood, violence, explicit language, sexual violence, period-typical misogyny, sexual themes, smut, tension, marriage, jealousy, pregnancy, childbirth, miscarriage, attempted sexual assault, breastfeeding, major character death, divergent timelines

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

Chapter Forty-Five

Prince Aemond, a vision of chiseled strength and resolve, stood protectively in front of his betrothed, his posture exuding a fierce determination that had been steeled through a bitter confrontation with his idiot older brother, the King. In the aftermath of the scuffle, as Lady Maera stood behind him, her safety secured, Prince Aemond's chest rose and fell with a mix of pent-up anger and protectiveness. His single, piercing violet eye gleamed with unwavering resolve as he stood as her staunch guardian, a symbol of his unwavering devotion to her.

A tense atmosphere filled the room as Aegon struggled to speak, his voice strained with pain. “Brother! You are home!”

Aemond, however, did not appreciate the welcoming sentiment and remained evidently furious. He stared down at his brother and growled, "Not only do you send me away to do your bidding so close to my wedding. But you also insult my soon-to-be-wife by attempting to touch her and sullying my name!”

Aegon tried to laugh it off, waving his hand dismissively, which only further enraged the one-eyed Prince. Aemond's anger flared as he attempted to skirt past Ser Arryk for another hit at the King, but Arryk remained steadfast between the brothers. Aemond sneered at Ser Arryk, asking, "And where were you, Ser? Are you incapable of protecting the Lady you are sworn to?”

“I was following my Lady’s orders,” Ser Arryk snarled back at the Prince, jaw tensed and brows furrowed in anger at Aemond’s comment, the tension between the men causing Aegon to snicker behind them. Not wanting things to escalate further, Maera intervened, reaching out to touch the Prince's arm gently, her voice soft as she said, "Aemond."

Aemond tensed and swiftly turned to face her, as if he were ready to confront another adversary. He found Maera looking at him, her emerald eyes locked with his single purple one. They held that gaze for a while, as if grounding each other, helping them both regain their composure after the incident.The air seemed to calm, and a soft smile graced Maera's face as she faced her betrothed, her hand still on his arm.

However, that peace was soon disturbed when the King piped up, rubbing his face as he asked, "So, how did the meetings with Dorne and the Iron Islands go?"

Aemond tensed again, but this time Maera was quick. She turned to Ser Arryk and remarked , "It seems the King has overexerted himself. Ser Arryk, would you please escort him back to his chambers?"

Ser Arryk's hazel eyes then darted to Prince Aemond. He looked concerned and hesitated. Ser Arryk's hazel eyes then darted to Prince Aemond before he addressed Maera. "I am unsure if I should leave you alone after this evening's events, my Lady."

Prince Aemond's posture seemed to change at the comment. His stance showed strength as he declared slyly to the knight, "I am more than capable of protecting my betrothed. And perhaps if you had done a better job, Ser Arryk, this situation would not have occurred."

The knight glared angrily at Aemond, but Maera spoke before he said something he would later regret. She pleaded, "Please, Ser Arryk, I understand it is improper. However, there has already been enough impropriety this evening, so what difference would it make?" Maera shot daggers at Aegon, who was now holding himself up on a bookshelf, the alcohol taking a toll on his body.

Ser Arryk hesitantly agreed to Maera's request and glared once more at Prince Aemond before standing at King Aegon's side, grabbing him by the arm and escorting him out of the library, doors slamming behind them. Maera sighed in relief at Aegon's departure, casting her eyes over to the One-Eyed Prince, who had his arms folded across his body, his violet eye staring at the ground in intense thought.

She could not help but gaze at him, her green eyes, previously filled with shock and anger at Aegon attempting to once again defile her, were now alight with gladness, the tension that had gripped her in Aemond’s absence slowly dissipating. Yet she knew him well enough to see that he was troubled, and not just by what had occurred with his brother. Maera reached for the candle upon the shelf and gestured with her head for Aemond to follow her back to the desk where she had placed her belongings, to which he nodded in agreement.

As they made their way past the rows and rows of towering bookshelves, the ghost of the encounter with the King still looming in the darkness, Aemond stared at her, concern etched across his face as he asked, "Gōntan ziry renigon ao?” Did he touch you? Maera smiled to herself at the Prince's concern and shook her head, causing Aemond to nod to himself in relief.

At the desk, Maera set down the candle and began to gather her drawing charcoals and pieces of parchment into a neat pile to take back to her chambers. Before she could pick up the last of her drawings, Aemond got to it first and observed the sketches.

He then looked at her questioningly and asked, "Skoro syt issi ao bardugon zaldrīzes drōma?”Why are you sketching dragon eggs? before offering the parchment to her hand.

Maera's original smile faded as she took the parchment and placed it on the pile.

“Aōha hāedar iksos rūsīr riñnykeā,”Your sister is with child, she revealed sadly, before sitting down at the desk, holding her head in her hands in defeat. She could not help but grapple with the thought of the pain her friend had to go through being married to a monster. Aemond furrowed his brows and sighed deeply at the news whilst Maera shook her head.

“I could not protect her, Aemond. I was sent here to help her, to be her friend, to aid her as best as I could. And I failed her,” Maera concluded, disappointed in her efforts.

"It was not within your power to stop it, Maera," the Prince replied with a sympathetic tone to his voice. He paused, deep in thought before stating very matter-of-factly, "Helaena belongs to her husband."

Aemond's apparent indifference, his belief that nothing could be done to prevent such a tragedy, ignited a fire of frustration within Maera. She clenched her jaw as she pushed her chair away from the desk, the sound of it scraping across the stone floor echoing throughout the empty hall.

She scoffed at his comment and asked him accusingly, "Is that simply it, Aemond? That I should simply accept nothing could have been done?" The One-Eyed Prince’s gaze bore into Maera’s, but his silence only caused her more internal grief. Maera stood up from her chair, tearing her eyes away from his and clenched her fists against her dress, squeezing the turquoise and gold fabric in an attempt to calm herself.

Maera then turned away from Aemond completely and began to pace the room, her restlessness from the conversation evident, her anger a silent but powerful force that bound her to the woman she was. In the depths of her heart, she feared for the future, for she couldn't shake the belief that Aemond's views, or lack of action, could set a troubling precedent. Maera internally fought with the reality of what it meant to be a woman in a world where such injustices could go unchallenged.

She then stopped, turning to face the Prince and drink in the sight of him in the dimly lit hall. The candlelight dance against his black ensemble of a doublet, trousers and coat, the dragon sigil on his chest emblazoned with subtle elegance. His long, silvery hair cascaded around his shoulders, framing his face with an air of rugged nobility. His one violet eye fixed with an intensity that spoke of unwavering focus, was locked upon Maera, waiting for her to continue.

Maera looked at him with a challenge in her eyes before posing a serious question to her betrothed. “Should the Gods bless us with a daughter, I wonder if you would allow such injustices against her? Would it be acceptable for her to be beaten, humiliated, and used by her husband as he saw fit?"

She watched Aemond clenching his fists before immediately growling in response, "If someone dared harm our daughter, I would feed them to Vhagar and burn their entire House to the ground for raising such an animal." The Prince took a moment to relax his body language, his gaze changing from one of fury to sincerity. “Bisa nyke kivio naejot ao, issa dāria.” This I swear to you, my Queen

Maera couldn't help but smile to herself at Aemond's comment, releasing the tension in her shoulders she did not know had formed there. Perhaps she had been unfair. She knew Aemond loved his sister and her children, and wanted to see them come to no harm. Yet he was limited to what he could do under the service of a cruel and incapable King, who acted more with rage than reason and had his appalling behaviour go unchallenged for so long.

Aiming to change the mood to something lighter, Maera tried to steer the conversation to a new topic, jokingly saying, "Should I dare ask how the trip to Dorne and the Iron Islands went?"

However Aemond’s steely resolved remained unchanged and he walked over to Maera’s desk before leaning back against it, frustration etched across his features as he clutched the edge with a forceful grip. Aemond's jaw was set, his brows furrowed in deep contemplation, causing Maera to swallow nervously, now wishing she had not asked as it was not her goal to agitate him further.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked meekly, unsure of the response she would get.

But the Prince unusually seemed to be open for discussion, the somber atmosphere charged with tension as Aemond, with a deep sigh and frustration etched into his features, spoke of his travels. “Neither will fight for the Greens. Prince Qoren was welcoming enough, but had said he did not want the peace in Dorne disturbed. For neither our cause or my half-sister’s."

Maera, a silent and attentive listener, nodded with understanding. Her emerald eyes held a steady gaze, reflecting a depth of comprehension that went beyond mere words. Of course she knew why Dorne had declined. Not but half a century ago, their country was at war with Maera’s great-grandfather King Jaehaerys, and though they were defeated in a day, the losses were still tragic. And now the very House that had slaughtered there people were now asking them to fight by there side? If Maera was Prince Qoren, she would have declined as well.

Aemond then continued, his words filled with a simmering anger, spilling forth in an impassioned rant, as he recounted the setbacks he had faced during the second part of his mission. "The Dornish are justified in their decision, but the Ironborn…What was infuriating was the Red Kraken had the audacity to say that he would wait to see what Rhaenyra offered him first before deciding which side he would fight for.” He scoffed at this revelation, shaking his head to himself before rhetorically asking, “What is good is honour against the value of pillaging and plundering?”

Maera, her heart heavy with empathy and disappointment for her betrothed, approached Prince Aemond after his fervent rant. Standing at his side near the writing desk, she placed her hand gently upon his, which was clenched in a tight, frustrated grip at the edge. Feeling the tension that radiated through his hand, she ran her thumb across his knuckles in a tender gesture of solace. Her touch was a silent reassurance, a testament to her unwavering support and understanding in his moment of vulnerability.

“You did what you could, my Prince,” she reassured him softly. But Aemond hummed dismissively at her comment, his gaze turning away from her to look at the ground, his chiselled jaw clenched.

Maera rolled her eyes at his stubbornness and she took a step in front of him, blocking his line of sight to the ground. With a steadfast resolve, she placed herself in his field of vision, ensuring that he couldn't avoid looking at her. Her emerald eyes, pools of empathy and unwavering support, met his, a silent pledge of understanding and acceptance.

“I know you. And I know you will take this as some form of personal failing, rather than something that was inevitable. But if it’s any consolation…” she paused, causing the Prince’s violet eye to lock with hers before she continued, “I have missed you, and I am glad you have returned to me safely.”

The comment caused Aemond’s jaw to relax ever so slightly and even a little tug on the edges of his lips managed to form a small smile. It was a win and Maera would take it, finding warmth in the shared moment. Her laughter then danced through the room, light and infectious, as she playfully teased, "I thought my Prince would leave me an abandoned bride in the Sept come our wedding day."

Prince Aemond chuckled warmly and replied, "It is you, issa dāria, who is known to be fashionably late, not I."

She hummed happily in agreement, and a soft blush, like the delicate petals of a rose, graced her cheeks. Her eyes then drifted down to the sapphire ring that adorned her finger. The gem's blue depths shimmered in the gentle candlelight, casting a soft, enchanting glow.

Maera’s thoughts drifted back to the playful offer she had made to Aemond a month ago, about finding a way to repay him for the thoughtful gift. Her heart raced in anticipation, her mind swirling with what she had discovered in those secret books and scrolls, the words of her distant relative Lady Coryanne echoing in her mind. She remembered how Aemond had made her feel when he brought her to completion with his slender fingers rubbing on her bundle of nerves, and how she desperately wanted to even the scales of sexuality between them. An idea formed in her mind about how she could make their reunion and unforgettable one, and what better time to do it when he needed his spirits lifting.

With a voice that held a subtle, suggestive tone, Maera breathed, "You know, I never did get the chance to properly thank you for your generous gift." She watched his reaction with keen interest.

Aemond, catching onto her playful overtures, met her comment with a challenging edge to his demeanor, his features marked by a raised eyebrow, responding with a casual, "Oh?"

A playful, mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Maera's lips. She took a slow, deliberate step closer to him, the anticipation swirling in her eyes as she tilted her face up to meet his. They were now just mere inches apart, and she couldn't help but bite her lip, a touch of seduction in her gaze. "It might also be an opportunity to show you how much I have… missed your company."

The atmosphere between them crackled with mutual desire and anticipation, each word and gesture laden with a potent undercurrent of affection and longing.

The one-eyed Prince smirked and cocked his head to the side, asking, "And what would you suggest, my lady?" His eye sparkled with an almost magnetic allure.

As Maera felt her heart racing in her chest, she blushed and in a voice almost like a whispered prayer, she gathered her courage and asked, "Would you... let me show you?" The Prince responded to the question with a subtle nod, his body relaxing back against the desk, waiting for her to make her next move.

Maera’s eyes did not leave his as she gracefully knelt before the Prince, her turquoise and golden skirts splaying out around her as her knees met the cold stone floor. The realization of what she was about to do sank in, and Maera felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She wondered if she had the confidence to execute the newfound knowledge and fulfill her desires, desires that had grown stronger with each passing day.

She looked to his clothed area m in front of her face as her hands, slightly shaking, trailed upwards to rest on the dark fabric of his trousers. The laces all but begged to be untied as a tent had formed, the Prince’s hard cock straining against the fabric. In this vulnerable position, she looked up again to find Aemond meeting her gaze with an intense stare that mirrored the fire that burned within her, causing her to rub her thighs together in anticipation. His eye contact spurred her on, so she began to unlace his breeches. Every time her finger ghosted against the fabric, it caused a shuddering breath to leave Aemond’s mouth, something Maera could not help but smirk at.

“Ao emagon arlinio nēdenka riñnykeā isse hembistan.” You have become a bold girl in my absence, the Prince purred at her, looking down at her in a domineering manner as she undid the last tie on his trousers, the shaft showing through the gap. Moving her hands to his waistband, she pulled the fabric down slightly to reveal a dusting of silver hair, and below it, his stiffened cock and stones. Maera gulped nervously at the sight of him. Having so many older brothers, she was no stranger to seeing an unclothed man. But this was different, and certainly not something she was familiar with.

Aemond was long, longer than she expected, with a blue-ish purple vein on the underside of his cock. A bead of arousal leaked out the tip which was slightly peeking out from the foreskin, causing her to wet her lips with her tongue. Maera took a deep breath to compose herself before reaching forward and taking him in her hand, the feeling of the skin smooth like velvet. She cautiously moved her hand up and down his length before brushing her thumb across the tip, spreading the pre-cum around the head of his cock.

Maera looked up at the One-eyed Prince’s face as she continued to pump him in her hand. To the untrained eye, it would seem the Prince was unfazed. But upon closer examination, Maera saw his left hand was now gripping the edge even tighter, his knuckles beginning to turn white. The steely resolve on his face was beginning to break as his lips slightly parted and his one eye darkened, half-lidded, as he focussed on Maera’s movements. She smirked to herself. His body was betraying him.

In a tender yet teasing fashion, she placed a chaste kiss on his thigh, her breath catching against the side of his cock causing his leg muscles to tense and his member pulsate in her hand, an encouraging sign. Feeling ever more confident at the sight of her betrothed beginning to crumble before her, Maera continued stroking his cock before slowly moving her hand towards the base. The movement pulled the skin on his tip back ever so slightly, fully revealing the head of his cock. She teasingly licked up the slit, savouring the salty taste on her tongue, causing the Prince to let out a deep guttural growl.

Aemond moved one of the hands that held the edge of the writing desk like a vice grip up to her face, brushing the few brown curls that had fallen forward out of her eyes, encouraging her subtly to continue her exploration of him. Maera took the tip of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head agonisingly slowly. Cautiously, Maera began to bob her head up and down, taking more and more of him into her mouth each time as she gripped onto the base. Barely audible grunts began to spill from the Prince’s mouth, the sound of him causing her core to throb and a wet heat to form between her legs.

She allowed her eyes to flutter close as she hollowed her cheeks, beginning to suck harder and faster, the sensation causing the Prince to buck her hips into her mouth. A smug smile graced her lips, as she pulled her mouth away from him, slowly pumping his cock with her hand as her green eyes filled with desire met his. Her confidence took over, causing words filled with an irresistible allure, to tumble from her mouth.

“Does that feel good, my Prince?” She cooed, her tongue darting out and curling up against the underside of his shaft, causing Aemond to emit a growl from his chest, preventing him from answering. Emboldened further, she teased him further with her words. “Ao sylutegon sīr sȳz, issa dārys.”You taste so good, my King.

The comment caused Aemond’s fingers in her hair to clench before yanking her away from him roughly, making her gasp in surprise. At first he didn’t say a word, merely studying her face like a predator watching its prey. But then his expression darkened as he opened his mouth to speak through ragged breaths.

“Gōntan bona mazverdagon ao dijāves kraj, issa dāria? Emagon ao issare gūrēñagon skorkydoso naejot kostilus aōha valzȳrys harris ziry istan qrīdrughagon, hmm?” Did that make you feel powerful, my Queen? Have you been studying ways to please your husband whilst he was away, hmm? He hissed seductively at her, the forwardness of the comment causing her only to nod eagerly in reply. A smug smile graced Aemond’s lips as he continued.“Ao issi daor sȳrkta nykeā līve, Maera. Se lo bona iksos skorkydoso ao jeldan naejot sagon jūndan, nyke jāhor baririon ao skorkydoso naejot sagon nykeā sȳz ābrazȳrys naejot issa.” You’re no better than a whore, Maera. And if that is how you wish to be treated, then I will show you how to be a good wife to me.

The fist in her hair tightened against her scalp before he slowly pushed himself all the way into her mouth, causing her to gag as the tip touched the back of her throat. Aemond then began to establish a rhythm, roughly fucking himself into her mouth, his balls slapping against her chin with each harsh thrust. Tears began to stream down her face as her mouth attempted to accommodate her betrothed, her fingers moving up his legs to dig in her nails at some sort of futile attempt to keep up with his pace and find stability.

Maera knew she should have felt humiliated as this was not something a noble lady was known to do, let alone to a man she was not even married to yet. But the way he looked at her with that lust-filled eye, the way he used her mouth mercilessly to chase his own high, the red tint across his cheeks, was exhilarating. It sent a shiver down her spine and invoked a longing within her soul that she had never felt before.

Aemond’s thrusts began to falter, becoming sloppy and uncoordinated as he grew closer to his orgasm. She moaned against him, sending vibrations down his cock in an attempt to push him over the edge.

“Oh fuck, Maera,” he groaned as he reached his peak, shoving his cock all the way to the back of her throat as thick, hot ropes of cum decorated the inside of her mouth. The taste was not unpleasant, salty yet bitter, as it covered her tongue while she watched Aemond’s breathing begin to slow as he came down from his high.

As she removed his lips from him, his hand roughly grabbed her chin forcing her to look up at him.

“Drāñēdan,” Open, he commanded, causing Maera to wonder what he meant. When it dawned on her, she opened her mouth, revealing his cum pooling on the back of her tongue as she attempted not to gag on the taste of it.

“Āgugon.”Swallow. Another demand, to which she complied, gulping down every bit of him that coated the inside of her mouth. The action caused him to growl, yanking her up from the ground by her hair before crashing his lips to hers, tongue swiping the inside of her mouth to taste himself, causing Maera to moan breathlessly into the kiss. The flickering candlelight caused the shadows of their embrace to dance against the stone walls and bookshelves, the fiery embers of their passion just beginning to burn.

Notes: going to take a cold shower, goodbye 👋🏻 also, how did we find that? Did it flow ok? Let me know

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[ariel-seagull-wings]

HANK AND CARLY WEDDING QUESTIONS

@exoticb-utters @thealmightyemprex @water-god19 @a-roguish-gambit @justanotherconfusedman @knivxsanddespair

Imagine what music they would have? What food? Would it be outside? What kind of theme, if any, would they have?

Carly is a romantic storyteller, and when you pair her love for folklore, fairy tales  and fantasy literature and movies with Hank’s love for the works of William Shakespeare, a Medieval-Renaissance Inspired Fairytale Wedding makes more than sense for the two.

The ceremony and reception are held in an old vineyard/winery/cidery located in the village of Jeffersonville, Sullivan County.

A gazebo outside provides the altar, while the interior of the winery serves as the main place for the reception.

The music would be provided by playing recording albums of Medieval and Renaissance music ensembles.

The food would be a banquet planned by Gambit, inspired by medieval and renaissance cuisine: Mixed Pickles, Cruste Rolle, Cabbage Chowder and ‘Departed’ Creamed Fish as Starter Snacks; Root Vegetable Soup, Spit Roasted Steak, Mushroom Pasties, Lamb Stew, Roasted Quail and Roasted Pork Shoulder and Shanks as Main Courses; Cherry Pottage, Rose Pudding, Cream Custard Tart and Walnut with Honey Ice Cream for Desserts, all accompanied by Mulled Wine and Cider.  

Who would they invite?

Hank’s parents, Carly’s father, their mutual friend Alec Bohlson, Carly’s closest friends from her time as a patient from the Hospital for the Blind and her theater and puppetry work, and Hank’s friends he met in his adventures with the X-Men.

What season is it? Day or night? What colors do they wear?

During springtime,  in the month of May, with the ceremony starting by day and the reception going till night time before the newlywed couple travels for their honeymoon on the next day. Blue and green are the predominant colors for decoration and party clothes, but there are elements of rainbow sprinkled throughout, specially in the flower arrangements. 

Is it traditional or do they do something wild?

The ceremony is traditional, while the reception includes outside picnic games as less traditional forms of entertainment: a Three Legs Race, a Potato Sack Race, a Tug of War, Horseshoes and a Treasure Hunt.

Did they write their own vows? Who is the person marrying them?

They choose to exchange the traditional catholic wedding vows, and they are wed by the German monk Brother Johann, a friend of Kurt Wagner.

Are they wearing suits? Dresses? Something else entirely?

Carly's Ceremony Dress

Carly's Reception Dress

Hank and his Groomsmen

Bridesmaid's Dresses

Morph's Dress

What does their cake look like if they have one?

The wedding cake would be Naked Gingerbread Cake with Mascarpone Cream Cheese Frosting. 

Does she throw the bouquet for someone to catch or does she pass out one flower to everyone to let everyone know they are worthy of love?

Carly passes one myrtle branch to every guest to show everyone is worthy of love.

Do they have a party afterwards? What music?

Yes, they have a party that starts with a collective Maypole Dance.

Is it the wedding of their dreams or does something go awry?

Their friends from the X-Men take safety precautions so that no supervillain or anti-mutant bigots come causing trouble during the wedding.

Also! How is the kiss!? Do they smooch softly? Sweetly? Passionately? Does he dip her into a deep smooch? Is it a soft sweet peck?

Their friend Alec Bohlson holds a greenery garland between Carly and Hank's faces, and the newlyweds kiss through it.

What is their honeymoon like? Is it a stay at home one? Do they go somewhere exciting? How long is the trip? Or stay at a hotel? Or maybe a cute little cottage somewhere?

They take two months off to travel from Paris to Istanbul via the Orient Express, and from Istanbul they take a ship and sail to the Greek island of Hydra.

Does she take his last name or hers? Do they keep or hyphenate their names? Or maybe they both take on a whole new last name together!

Carly takes Hank’s surname, becoming Carly Anne McCoy.

How many kids do they have? What are their names?

They have twins: Leonard DeForest and Beatrice Constance.

Where do they live?

They live in a two story cottage house located in Bayville, Nassau County.

[madsims4finds]

Sooo Paralives and the Brainwashing EA has done

It's funny. Paralives launched a gameplay video that looks really good, along with some announcements. One of them being that they won't be offering paid DLC. I was watching Satch on Sims and him, plus a few other people, seem to think this is a bad move.

No shade, but it's easy to tell people who don't really game and all they play is the Sims. Like EA got yall so brainwashed that you actually think you're SUPPOSED to be getting charged for base game features.

His concern was wanting a different world to play in or different aethitics. Who said we can't get that for free? We may not know what all features Paralives are going to offer, but what rule says that they can't give us another world to play in for free? I mean literally, there are so many games that do free updates and only offer DLC if it's a niche theme that not everyone would be into, or if they're adding ADDITIONAL gameplay that has no resemblance to what's already in the game.

Only EA removes base game features just to sell them back to you later. Or expect you to buy a multitude of different DLCs that have the exact same theme or niche. Now don't mind me while I gripe on this point a little.

Growing Together and Parenthood should have been one generations themed pack.

Discover University and High School Years should have been one pack focused on education.

All of the occults (vamps, wolves, witches, ghosts, aliens, mermaids, plant people) all should have been in ONE paranormal pack.

Features from Dine Out should have been included in Get to Work. There was no need for that to be seperate DLC when they both relate to active careers.

For Rent and City Living should have been one pack.

Simple features that should not be locked behind a pay wall, and I'm not even talking weather. Like why do I have to buy DLC just for my sims to have access to a hot tub (Perfect Patio), an ice cream maker (Cool Kitchen), a popcorn maker (movie night), for them to have the ability to carve a pumpkin or have different holloween costumes, when Holloween is a holiday that comes in the base game with base game ability to trick or treat, etc. (Spooky Stuff), I have to buy Vintage Glamour just to have a butler (if anything the butler should have been in get famous along with everything in the luxury stuff pack. These are all things that should just be base game that they force you to buy DLC to have access to.

And speaking of weather, I do feel like packs like seasons, pets, laundry day, bust the dust, and my wedding stories should all be base game features. Yeah I don't care if we're used to paying for stuff like seasons and pets, things can and should change. These are all life basics, why am I paying extra?

Now I'm not all negative. There are packs that actually make sense. Get Famous makes sense. So does Island Living, Strangervile, all the vacation packs (jungle, outdoor, snowy). Hell, even Journey to Batuu made sense. Yeah, hear me out. These are all OPTIONAL packs. Stuff that not everyone is going to play with but they each bring something different to the game. Now whether any of these packs are filled to the brim with playable content, thats another story. But at least the concept makes sense.

Okay, off my soapbox and moving on.

I will forever and always use No Man's Sky as an example of a development team that chose integrity over money. That team has been releasing update after update for YEARS. Significant updates too. Updates that completely change the gameplay mechanics, adds brand new features to the game, or updates/changes the look of the game. All for free. Yes, it's normal. Not normal in the sense that these companies should be releasing broken games or not delivering on promises to begin with, but at least they weren't money-hungry assholes about it. The amount of updates that game has, quite a few could have been paid DLC and they didn't do that. Now if they started releasing DLC with specialty ships or different cosmetic features, I would have no problem paying for that cause it's optional.

Paralives knows what they're doing. As long as they are focused on making the base game everything it's supposed to be, I don't see why they couldn't sell the type of optional DLC that makes sense in the future. But I'm certainly not going to say that they're making a mistake by not having paid DLC right now.

I can definitely see them adding things like weather, a new life stage, or new clothes/build objects for free and that's dope. I'm excited about Paralives more so than Life By You. But either way, I'm just glad EA has competition in the life simulation genre now that isn't just about farming management.

[missathlete31]

My Guess for the Top Gun 3 Movie Plot -

This is what I THINK it will be about, not necessarily what I WANT it to be about:

I think it's going to be way more Rooster centric but begin with Maverick to not scare off the loyalists right from the start. (But also if they begin the title credits with anything BUT planes taking off to the Main Theme, I'll walk out of the theater myself lol).

So it opens with Maverick in his hangar. He will be retired but still flying his own planes and restoring them. We see on his board of memories that Maverick is still close to Bradley and the Daggers (showing some of the other characters and where their lives have taken them) but the most important part will be a yet to be identified woman in some of the photos with Bradley, including what must be their wedding photo. Maverick walks away from the wall, cleans himself off and heads out on his motorcycle- Classic Danger Zone moment.

He arrives at a cute little bungalow type house in North Island. It's Bradley's and he welcomes his Godfather with a hug hello before bringing him inside. There we meet Rooster's wife (let's call her Jennifer to make it easier) who hugs Mav as well, and fusses him to sit while they bring dinner over to the table.

Dinner is a comfortable affair until Bradley brings up that his latest leave is up and he will be getting his orders soon. Jennifer immediately looks worried which Mav notices so he tries to play it off as maybe Bradley will be assigned another teaching position if he can manage not to annoy the Airboss again. Rooster takes the bait, says it wasn't his fault the man was uptight (showing a much freer and fun Bradley than the last movie) leading to them discussing all of Mav's teaching mishaps as well.

The rest of the night goes smoothly, and Bradley walks Pete out to his motorcycle. Before they part, Rooster shares that he has been hearing talks that they will be deployed towards the unrest in (I'd assume the studio will put in the area that will offend the least amount of people). Pete nods, he's heard the same whispers, but has been hoping Bradley's team will be spared. He warns Bradley to be careful regardless of where they go and to keep him informed. When Pete gets home he sees news reports of war and planes crashing and he looks miserable.

Cut to North Island where hopefully Admiral Simpson and Admiral Bates (if both actors come back) stand in the briefing room talking to two Commanders: Bradley Bradshaw and Jake Seresin. Both men stand at attention and listen as they are informed their teams are being deployed together. They will be tasked with aerial support and surveillance for the war area. When they are dismissed we learn they do get along much better now since the last movie. The rivalry is still there but it's more playful, Jake is still cocky and a bit of a jerk but Bradley gives it back just as much. The two head off to their respective teams to talk to them. We meet Rooster's team, a bunch of new pilots, young but good. They all seem eager to prove themselves in combat. Bradley is sure to reiterate to them that this is a war zone, this isn't games anymore, but the real thing. The team looks a bit more nervous now but agree and get to work with shaping up and preparing to ship out.

Back at home, Bradley informs Jennifer of his new orders as they lay together in bed. She worries, as he expects, but he promises to do everything he can to come back to her. She looks like she wants to tell him something but doesn't, and they both look uneasy as they turn off the lights to go to sleep.

Deployment goes well at first. It's all basic routes and routines and both Rooster's team and Hangman's team do well. There would be a bunch of clips of their time on the ship: the teams hanging out off duty, Bradley writing letters or calling Jennifer and Mav, or just interactions with each other.

One day alarms are blaring and all the pilots are woken up. Immediate air support is needed to protect a UN-sanctioned ammunition move that is under attack by the enemy forces. It's a toss up for which team will be sent up but finally the Admiral on deck sends Hangman's team. He offers Bradley a look before he heads out, and Rooster can't help feel like this flight is going to be different. He heads back down to his quarters to tell his team to stand-down, but they all stay to listen on the radio.

What was thought to only be a ground attack escalates very quickly. Hangman's team is ambushed and it is a massacre in the sky. Bradley is forced to listen as planes start dropping, nothing they can do to get out of there as they are out-numbered and severely out gunned. Seresin tries to protect his team and manages to get two of his pilots back but he himself is killed. Bradley is speechless.

The funeral for Hangman brings back a lot of the Daggers (as many as can be brought back due to scheduling). Rooster is really taking it hard as he feels like it very easily could have been him that was up there that day and faced all those enemy fighters. He knows he's lucky it wasn't but he also doesn't know when his luck is finally going to run out. He loves Jennifer and he is scared that he will leave her like his mother was left. Maverick sees Bradley struggling and tries to talk to him but old habits die hard and Bradley pushes him away, focusing on trying to help Hangman's family (because I think he would be married with a maybe a kid or two).

After the funeral Pete learns from Cyclone or Hondo that Rooster has put in to be permanently grounded. He goes to find his godson, learning during the trip that Bradley and Jennifer are expecting. Afraid of history repeating itself, Rooster explains that he can't go back out there, not after watching how easily Hangman was killed, and knowing the same thing could happen to him. He refuses to do that to Jennifer or his future child. Maverick takes the role of  Viper in this movie, talking to Bradley about his fears and telling him that flying is in his blood and he belongs out there. He can't control what might happen up there but he also can't let the fear of the what if's stop him. Bradley tells Maverick he will think about it but still doesn't rejoin his team.

This part is a little less developed but:

As the conflict heats up, Bradley is stationed back at a base on land. He hears of the devastation and learns of the casualties but still he hesitates. I'm not sure what the catalyst will be that gets him back out there (maybe he loses another teammate? Or someone else from the Daggers gets sent instead? I think it would be dramatic and maybe cliché but even maybe Bradley gets to hear his child's heartbeat for the first time and decides that his son deserves a father who doesn't hide and instead fights). Or to give Tom more screen time, maybe the two get to fly together again for a training and Bradley realizes that Maverick was right, his place is in the sky protecting his family and his country. Either way, Bradley deploys and rejoins his team.

Cut back to dogfight scenes. It will be dicey but Bradley will prevail, save the day for whatever chaotic mission needed to be complete, celebration on the deck, maybe even give Bradley his own little protégé that helps save his neck.

Movie ends back at the Hangar, Maverick is walking with his back to the camera over to the wall. When the camera shifts, there is a baby in his arms: it's little Nicholas Bradshaw and Pete is showing him all the photos of his family. The baby giggles at a photo of Carole and Goose, and then we see Bradley and Jennifer come up too, the whole family together and happy.

The End lol

Let it be known- I also think Hangman might live and just be really hurt. Depends on how high they want the shock value. If he's only hurt then he can talk to Rooster too about getting back up there (helping their relationship as well).

[foxes-that-run]

The 1

The 1 is talking to an ex and updating them on her life, we got to see it reenacted at the 2021 Grammys when Folklore won AOTY:

The 1 was written between March and July 2020. It had not been long since Harry and Taylor saw each other, we know of at least at Ed Sheeran's Wedding in September. Lover and Fine Line (on Taylors 30th Birthday) came out since then, 2019 had been a big year.

In the long pond sessions Taylor and Aaron talked about how it reflects the whole album. Which is interesting when Taylor also sang in Gold Rush that her mind turns Harry's life “into folklore”.

I see The 1, Cardigan and Exile as one conversation (I'll get to Betty). From pleasantries, expressing support and then rehashing their end.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm doing good, I'm on some new shit Been saying "yes" instead of "no" I thought I saw you at the bus stop, I didn't though I hit the ground running each night I hit the Sunday matinée You know the greatest films of all time were never made

In the long pond sessions Taylor said the opening line has a double meaning, that the sound of folklore was a new direction and that she was being open to new experiences personally.

Taylor has a similar line to the bus stop, in Cardigan, which is almost a continuation of The 1, “I knew I'd curse you for the longest time / Chasin' shadows in the grocery line” both capture that feeling of subconsciously looking for someone

Taylor says she’s busy, hits the ground running and fits as much as she can in. Ironic lines in a pandemic. The matinee line sounds like she made time to see Dunkirk, but maybe that's just me.

“The greatest films of all time were never made.” I love this line, she’s reflecting that their relationship was cut short. She also refers to it as a film later in the conversation in Exile. The wildest dreams music video also refers to them as Taylor and Burton

[Pre-Chorus] I guess you never know, never know And if you wanted me, you really should've showed And if you never bleed, you're never gonna grow And it's alright now

In the pre-chorus Taylor reflects on the different views of their relationship in 1989 compared to HS1. They have both said they don’t communicate in person what they can in song.

'If you never bleed your never gonna grow' there is a similar line in Woman on HS1: "he’s right where I should, where I should be but you’re making me bleed”. The reference here is that Harry should have shared his feelings sooner, or then but didn't.

However, in Cruel Summer however, Taylor said "And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know, oh" so it seems mutual to hide their feelings.

In Olivia, Harry said “This isn't the stain of a red wine, I'm bleeding love”

It's alright is a reference to Fine Line's "We'll be a fine line / We'll be alright"

[Chorus] But we were something, don't you think so? Roaring twenties, tossing pennies in the pool And if my wishes came true It would've been you In my defense, I have none For never leaving well enough alone But it would've been fun If you would've been the one (Ooh)

I love “roaring 20’s” like, it refers to both her age and “it was so Gatsby that year” from TIWWCHNT, referring the party 1989 era before the gates shut in Reputation. 20 is a Haylor theme also

Also tossing pennies and wishes reminds you of I wish you would.

ME! Also includes “I can never leave well enough alone”

Taylor has described their relationship as 'like the mall before the internet' in Coney Island, an incredibly fun place.

[Verse 2] I have this dream you're doing cool shit Having adventures on your own You meet some woman on the internet and take her home We never painted by the numbers, baby But we were making it count You know the greatest loves of all time are over now

I love the second verse, she is hoping that her muse is living a happy new life. To me 'adventures on your own' conjures up Harry's post One Direction career. Which it may have been with his second album freshly released.

'We never painted by the numbers' is similar to 'you painted my nights a colour I have searched for since' in Question..?

[Pre-Chorus] I guess you never know, never know And it's another day waking up alone [Bridge] I, I, I persist and resist the temptation to ask you If one thing had been different Would everything be different today?

Taylor has a few songs that explore Haylor What Ifs:

Cardigan "I knew you would haunt all of my what-if's"

INTHAF Imagines what if they had met as children, and

Suburban Legends imagines a fantasy of them surprising the whole school in a 1950's gym, as a metaphor for being a power couple at a high profile event.

Slut! “Aquamarine, moonlit swimmin' pool / What if all I need is you?”

We were something, don't you think so? Rosé flowing with your chosen family And it would've been sweet If it could've been me In my defense, I have none For digging up the grave another time But it would've been fun If you would've been the one (Ooh)

More Haylor rosé since Maroon: "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how".

Digging up the grave also reminds us of the opening of Look at what you made me do, where Taylor emerges as a Zombie wearing a dress similar to the one she wore in Out of the Woods.

[smoooothoperator]

I think everyone needs to know how Lando and Lily's wedding was! Can you make something like what you did with your Charles' story?

Okay!

So… you know Lily. Greece history and mythology nerd and she kinda made Lando a nerd too. 

So, since the wedding will be their special day, they decided to make it the Greek fancy way. 

The invitations

They wanted the color palette to be something like blue, golden and white

So it was the perfect occasion to put golden on their invitations

Where

Santorini.

They would rent the whole hotel for their guests, making sure that they are comfortable and could spend a weekend on the island to explore before the wedding.

They would get married during summer break, the day the calendar marks they met for the first time: 1st of August of 2026

They waited two years after he proposed to her because they wanted to organize things with time, after moving in on their new house and finding balance on their jobs and life together.

Rehearsal dinner

Their friends and his family would be there.

Since Lily didn't invite her family, she asked Carlos to walk with her to the aisle

Lando will have Max Fewtrell as his best man, and Charles and Pierre will be his groomsmen.

Lily will have Pietra as her maid of honor (both of them met during a race weekend and they fell in love with each other, making them inseparable since then), and Lyanna and Kika as her bridesmaids.

Lando and Lily wanted to be comfortable, so they wore something light and fresh.

Wedding day!

Their friends would go to their separated rooms to help them get ready having fun and drinking 

They chose their outfits based on the color palette

The best man and the groomsmen wear some outfits similar to the groom but adding it changing accessoires

The maid of honor will wear a champagne dress, while the bridesmaids will wear a blue dress

The moment came

Lando would be walking towards the aisle with his mom

They decided, to make it funny, to play the Formula 1 theme played by a piano, slowly and romantically

The time finally came.

Lily was ready, walking downstairs with Carlos by her side

She decided to play a song from one of her favorite movies: Here I Am from Spirit The Stallion

When Lando saw her walking towards him he couldn't keep the tears, making Max laugh at him

Of course she would wear a tiara worth of a Greek goddess

After they read their vows, they exchanged their rings

So now they are a happily married couple

The ceremony

They really didn't wanted to go crazy for the tables, so they decided to let everyone sit wherever they wanted after letting their guests spend time together during the cocktails before the lunch

On the main table, Lando had his parents next to him, and Lily had Nora with her as her mother 

While everyone was eating, Lando and Lily walked around the tables to meet their friends and family

And to give them their gifts

For the women, Lily decided to paint bags and a fan

And Lando decided to give the men keychain with their name on it

And for their groomsmen and bridesmaids, and maid of honor and best man, they decided to gift them a painting of them:

Charles and Lyanna received a painting of them kissing. Lily took inspiration for it by a picture Lando made of them during their baby shower.

Max and Pietra received a painting of them holding each other, dancing during their anniversary

Pierre and Kika received a painting of them, sitting in the sand at night during a day in Monaco

First Dance

They would definitely go for the song they danced the first night they lived together on her apartment

Can't Help Falling In Love

Special Moments

Lando and Lily slept in separate rooms, wanting to keep the surprise until the moment she walked next to Carlos to the aisle.

To wake up, their maid of honor and best man went to their rooms, making sure they got up just in time to have breakfast before getting ready.

"I know you love sleeping, but today is your day" Pietra chuckled, jumping on her bed and hugging her friend. "And as the maid of honor I have to make sure that everything goes smoothly"

Lily chuckled and hugged her, thanking her for waking her up and they ordered breakfast to the room service.

After eating it, Lyanna and Kika walked inside her room and the four of them started to get ready.

"Can I walk in?" Nora knocked on the door, opening it and gasping. "Oh my… Liliane"

"Nora" she smiled, walking towards her and hugging her.

"You look so beautiful, my little girl" the older woman smiled, hugging her tightly. "Carlos is waiting outside for you"

Lily nodded and bit her lip. It's time.

Her maid of honor and bridesmaids walked out, going towards their partners so they could walk in front of her and Carlos.

"You look absolutely beautiful, Lily" Carlos smiled, breathless, and offered her his arm.

"Thank you for accepting to walk with me to the aisle" she smiled, hugging his arm tightly. "It means so much, for me and for Lando"

"I know" he smiled, kissing her temple.

When they started to walk after the music she chose started to play, everyone got up from their seats and gasped looking at her. 

She recognizes everyone, most of the guests were Lando's friends from Formulas 1, and giggles waving her hand watching the two girlfriends that have the same name as her: Oscar's girlfriend and Alex's girlfriend, both of them standing next to their boyfriends. She saw Lando's older brother with his wife, looking at their daughter, Mila being the flower girl and Athena being the ring bearer. Her mentor was there too, but this time he was ready to paint a portrait of them during the ceremony.

When she said the "I do", Lando raised his fist to the air, exclaiming: "Fuck yeah!"

For their first kiss as husband and wife, he held her hip and placed his hand on her back, letting her fall and wrapping her arms on his shoulders.

"I love you, Lando Norris" she whispered looking into his eyes.

"And I love you, Liliane Norris" he smiled, kissing her again.

During lunch, Lando saw from his table how Charles was trying to touch her wife Lyanna under the table, making Lily and him laugh and tried to disguise it by saying that Lando told her a joke.

Carlos and Nora sat together, both of them spent a lot of time talking about cooking 

Julia, Charles' and Lyanna's daughter, needed to touch Lily's tiara all the time, so she decided that for her birthday she would give her a little Greek tiara.

For their first dance, they stood in the middle of the floor for a while, holding each other and moving side to side. Not because the dance was like that. Lando forgot how to dance and didn't want to step on her dress.

Lily caught Charles and Lyanna nearly having sex in the bathroom, asking that if they conceived their second baby there, they must name her as the godmother since it was her wedding day.

For dinner they decided to add a buffet table near the dance floor with a lot of types of food: burgers, sushi, pasta, french fries…

When they arrived at their hotel room, she turned around, looking at him.

"I have a surprise for you" she smiled, biting her lip.

"I know the tradition" Lando smirked, placing his hands on her hips and pulling her closer. "I know that under this amazing dress, you are hiding a beautiful lingerie set"

"That's a fact" she laughed, rolling her eyes. "But no, that's not the surprise"

"Then?"

"I'm no longer on the pill, Lando" she smiled, cupping his cheek.

"You what?" he asked, surprised.

"I talked with my doctor" she smiled. "After that talk we had, I went to talk with her and I did some tests to see if I can get pregnant without a problem, then I stopped taking the pill gradually after knowing the results of those tests. I'm no longer on birth control"

"That means…" he smirked, excited of what if can mean 

"That we can have a baby, my love" she smiled softly. "That we can have a family without risks"

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[alexisnoir]

Turning poison into positivity

Now that I had time to process the last episode of season 2 of OFMD, took out my anger and frustration out on few dick-ish customers at work (they deserved it!), took on vaping in the span of one day (not very good for my health but that's just life). I can finally focus on the show itself and what I did love about it.

I loved it as a whole because we finally got what we fans yearned for for years sometimes, I know I have. Love between two characters without judgement of the outside, where their journey is not too colorized but painted in various color of life - like heartbreak, hurt, love, anger, sadness, hope, excitement and so on.

We finally got many characters we can relate to without fear of being told we see too much into something. What we see is what we get (most of the time but let's not let poison back in)

I enjoyed Roach this season, he was more sure of himself, tried to take command of the Blackbeards crew, be their balast so to speak.

Archie is very nice addition, I liked her character, she's a bit like me, doesn't hide from a fight and can kick ass when needs to but can be soft when needs too. What I missed this season is where and when they picked her up. Hopefully when Season 3 happens we will get that information and a bit more of her backstory

Zheng, well I don't know what to think of her, her character is okay, too short of a season to really pass out judgement. I neither loved her nor hated her. She was just there.

Absolutely fell in love with Wee John this season and his seagoddess Calypso! You can't not fall in love with him for that!

Stede and Ed both went through a journey. Stede of course from a child to a young adult and Ed from angry hurt man, to finding peace of mind, at least some form of a peace. He learned thanks to Fang how to center himself, how to quiet himself which in turn will help him keep his more negative emotions at bay.

The season as a whole was very good alas a bit too short but what can we do on cut budget right? If only I had million to spare I'd gladly pay for the next season myself and get 20+ 40 minutes episodes

What are my hopes for the next season?

Well, as I mentioned in one of my previous posts I'd love for Mary, Doug and the kids to come back and meet Ed and the rest of the crew.

Now that we know that the weasel of a prince is out there, I hope the Revenge crew alongside Stede and Ed will hunt him down and serve justice to him for what he did to Izzy. Hopefully it's going to be a theme for the next season - the REVENGE.

As to anything else...

a dance between Stede and Ed, we need to see that and since THAT LOOK of Ed's toward Stede at Lucius and Pete wedding, I can safely bet we would get a wedding dance between these two - if we are lucky

no more death

Izzy coming back

Stede and Ed taking on a responsibility for another person - a child. Just like Ed was somehow taken care of by pirates after running away after killing his father it would be interesting to see his take on someone young and in need with Stede helping him. Let's not forget Stede has some experience in taking care of for children

Stede and Ed renovating that shack into an Inn. I'd love to see some of the process, even as a montage

the Revenge crew visiting them on their island, getting them supplies, having parties etc

THE TALK - I need them to talk through their emotions, their grief

This is more like a speculation but I'd not be surprised if Ricky the dick went after Stede's family as a Revenge. Which paints a interesting plot IMHO

That is for now. I may or may not add something later, you will know if you find the word EDIT somewhere below in the future.

[supernaturallyginger]

Bestie you KNOW I'm curious about Matelotage 👀

hehe I am really excited about this one!! <3

In my notes I called it a "lusan wedding adventure!"

This was would take place after the events of Whole Cake Island. As that group is on the Sunny headed to Wano, they need to make a stop on an island. That island happens to be a wedding theme resort!

Something something the usual Strawhat shenanigans end up with Luffy and Sanji tying the knot

Here's a little snippet:

“A wedding island?" Luffy parroted. His finger so far up his nose it was looking for the damn one piece. 

"‘Matelotage; the only resort island in the world dedicated to those to be wed and newlyweds. Stay in any of our world class hotels to celebrate your honeymoon or finally tie the knot at one of our daily wedding ceremonies. Mateloage is the place for lovers at sea.” Nami read the informational brochure that was flown to their ship by a white dove. 

Sanji bit the end of his cigarette. The irony of being at another wedding was not lost on him. "Nami-swan~!" He twirled over to her until he was down on one knee. "Will you—!" 

"No!!" Nami whacked his head with the brochure, swatting Sanji away like a fly. "You’ve had one wedding too many already. Let’s get moving.” 

"Nami-swan." Sanji recovered to his feet as smooth as ever. “You misunderstood me. I was going to ask if you’ll go to the island and gather supplies. The sweets stolen from Big Mom’s territory will not last us till Wano. We need real food.” 

“We do?!” Chopper and Carrot echoed at the same time. Their eyes glossy with innocence while their furry cheeks were full of chocolate and gingerbread. 

“Right. Fine.” Nami pinched the bridge of her nose. “But I’m not going near another wedding right now. Sanji, if you need supplies, go get them yourself and we’ll watch the ship.” 

“I wanna go, too!!” Luffy was gripping the railing, threatening to jump over into the water with excitement. “I’ve never seen a wedding.” 

“You just crashed my wedding yesterday, you moron!” 

“But that wasn’t a real wedding. You gotta smooch for it to be a real wedding. Everyone knows that.” 

Sanji didn’t have time to push him further on his stupid idea before Nami ushered them both to the side of the ship. “Great, take Luffy. He’s the one that set your kitchen on fire anyway.” 

“He whAT?!”

[chloesolace]

Hi, sorry English is not my language. I'd like a story with Aemond. He is in love with a "strong" daughter of Rhaenyra. They get engaged, get married, war breaks out and are on opposite sides, but they still love each other. Aemond asks not to hurt his wife and Rhaenyra's daughter also asks not to hurt Aemond. They find themselves in political fights and tease each other, but they also show that they are still in love. Rhaenyra's daughter becomes pregnant in one of her secret meetings with Aemond. Blacks use this to infiltrate King's Landing. She moves back in with Aemond and she helps her mother take the throne, Aemond is angry but forgives her because he loves her and he loves the baby. They are together on Dragonstone, the Greens are exiled, period. Please, Aemond does not kill anyone from Rhaenyra's family in this story.

Love and War - Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader

summary: When a dying King Viserys wants to see you and Aemond, you realize that war is closer than it seemed. He urges you and your husband to stay together and act as a bridge between the blacks and the greens. But with him gone, war breaks out anyhow, and you and Aemond find yourselves on opposite ends of it. Your only way to meet? A secluded island far off the shore of Westeros, where secret meetings become your reason to keep fighting. 

pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader

word count: 2.8k

warnings: sexual themes, making out, n!pple play, handjob (f receiving), praise kink

a/n: Enemies to Lovers to Enemies but still Lovers, anyone? Also, I have quite a few Strong!Targaryen!Reader-forced-into-marriage-with-Aemond requests in my inbox so in order not to become too repetitive, I will be mixing the rest together. So, there will be only one more one shot with that plot from me, besides this one. Other plots (with Aemond or any other character) are welcome when I open requests again, though!

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Coughing filled the room as you stepped inside, a foul odor biting itself into your nose and lungs. The servant girl standing to your right immediately went to open the window but was stopped when Queen Alicent ordered her to stand aside. You exchanged a look with the Queen, whose disapproval of you was evident in the way her eyes wandered up and down your body, as if you were made of filth itself. 

“It is cold outside. The King needs warmth and rest,” she explained, keeping her eyes locked on you until she turned towards Aemond, who was standing next to you. His sapphire eye was uncovered and reflected the light when his gaze fell upon the bed on the other side of the room. 

“His granddaughter wishes to see him, mother. I believe it is more than an adequate request,” said Aemond and you placed a hand on his arm, the wedding ring which glistened on your finger now visible to the Queen. She looked at it with no less mockery than your person.

“I will be outside.” 

You took a deep breath when you heard the door close, your hand tightening around Aemond’s arm. Even through his clothes, you could feel the strong muscles underneath your touch, a reminder what a fierceful warrior the man beside you was. 

“I do not need you to win my battles for me, Aemond,” you said in a low voice as you both made your way through the room, lifting the veil that hung from King Viserys’ bed frame to allow you to look at him. Aemond turned partially towards you, and you could feel his eye on you while you looked at the sickly figure. 

“I know that, (y/n),” he replied with seriousness in his voice. “But that will not stop me from fighting them.” 

You looked up at him, hand still brushing the delicate veil as Viserys coughed again. Your lips parted to reply, but your grandfather’s voice drew your attention towards him. He had reached out with a hand towards you two, and you quickly rushed to his side, taking his hand in yours, which felt grotesquely cold. 

“(y/n). Aemond.” Viserys grimaced, something you recognized to be the attempt at a smile. 

“We are here, grandfather.” 

The King’s gaze jumped between you two as Aemond took hold of your free hand, holding it firmly. Viserys exposed his rotten teeth in a wide smile at the sight, and your heart ached with every tortuous breath that he took. 

“I am getting weaker, children.” You had to lean towards him to fully understand what he was saying, a gesture that made Aemond wrap his arm around your waist in response. Tears stung your eyes and you had to bite your lip to stop it from quivering. 

“You have called for us,” said Aemond. Even if he was similarly shaken by the sight of his kin, he did not show it on his face. 

“Yes,” Viserys grunted as he sat up, barely able to manage until you let go of both his and Aemond’s hands to aid your grandfather. His strength was leaving him, presumably by the minute, but you brushed the thought aside as you looked him into the eye. “There is… tension between our family. And I fear it will only grow with my absence.”

A shiver ran down your spine, and you were thankful for Aemond’s arm around you, since it was the only thing you could both mentally and physically cling to right now. You had always been your grandfather’s favorite. Despite your brothers being the ones trained for war, he had always treated you like the one who would bring glory to the Targaryen name. You wondered if it had something to do with how he claimed that you had your grandmother’s eyes. 

Seeing him in a state like this, let alone the thought that he might soon be gone, made you feel like your world was about to shatter. Not to mention the threat of war looming over your family like a dark cloud. It did not surprise you when it was war that Viserys addressed. 

“You two. You must remain united. You are a thread holding this family together. Do not let it tear.”

Your eyes met Aemond’s as the memories of your wedding appeared before your inner eye; how he had always mocked you and your brothers before Viserys arranged the marriage between you. It was only on your wedding night that both of you faced the truth of your only growing affection towards each other. 

“So this is it,” you had said once you were alone with your now husband. “I am stuck with you.”

Aemond had scoffed as he’d drowned a goblet of wine, placing the empty glass on a nearby table. “Aren’t you a poor girl?” His sarcasm had cut deeper than any knife you’d known. Even as he’d approached you, the flames of the fireplace reflected in his eyes, you had kept your head held high. Though he’d only stopped when your faces were inches apart, so close that you could almost taste the wine in his breath. 

“Not so strong after all?”

It had been the last straw for you, and before Aemond could react, the dagger, which you’d always kept trapped to your thigh, was unsheathed and grazing the skin of his neck. He’d turned his head to avoid getting cut, but his lips had curled up into a smile. 

“Seems like you do have some Targaryen fire in your veins, after all.”

“Why do you despise me so?” You’d asked, ignoring the insulting question and what it implied. Your voice was breathless, and it did not help when Aemond leaned in towards you. You only noticed that you had taken a few steps back when you felt the bed behind you, trapping you between it and Aemond’s body. 

The grasp around your dagger had remained strong, however, even as Aemond reached out to twirl a few strands of your dark brown hair between his fingers. So unlike your mother’s and that of the man you used to call father. 

His jaw had tensed as he let his arm drop, and you pressed the dagger deeper into his neck where it drew a fine line of red. Too shallow to get a reaction from the talented swordsman, but deep enough for a drop to fall onto your finger. 

“I do not despise you, (y/n),” he’d said, as if the sole implication had made him angry. 

“Then why do you mock me?” 

His jaw had tensed again, and it took him a handful of minutes before he could speak. “Because,” he’d said through pressed teeth, “I cannot stand the sight of you. Each time I look at you, my body reacts in ways I wish it didn’t.” Your lips had parted, just as his eyes had dropped to them. 

You blinked when Aemond pulled you away from the bed, momentarily startled as blood rushed to your cheeks. Viserys let go of your hand, and a maid rushed into the room together with the Queen, who did not even look at you. She carried a cup in her hands, which was the last thing you registered before Aemond and you stepped outside of the room. 

—

A few months later

Vhagar screeched as she flew above you, Modor, your dragon, only barely able to dodge the attack of Sunfyre to your right. Your scream when the dragon’s flames brushed your skin was suffocated by the wind around you. 

Tears blurred your view as you saw Vhagar ram into Sunfyre’s side while their riders shouted something you were too far to understand. You were outnumbered, so you saw this as a chance to retreat. Even though Modor was not even remotely as large as Vhagar, what he lacked in size, he made up for in speed. Known as one of the fastest dragons alive, he did his name justice as you flew away from the scene as fast as Modor’s wings would carry you. 

It had been a mistake to come near King’s Landing in the first place, and you knew that, but you had taken the chance. Gaining allies was now more important than ever, and if the surrounding cities and villages pledged themselves to your mother, the greens would be severely weakened. But the mission had evidently failed.

Holding onto the dragon saddle became a more tedious task the more time passed, and the burn wound on your arm only started stinging stronger. When you finally saw your destination, an island far off the shore of Westeros and too small to be significant to any of the Houses, you let out a breath of relief. 

Modor landed with a screech, and you immediately let yourself glide off the saddle, before walking towards the small wooden house which stood on a cliff overseeing the sea beneath. It was unlocked, as always, and consisted of a single room with a bed, a few shelves and an open kitchen. 

The cabinets had healing herbs inside, which you quickly took out of their glass containers and crumbled using your healthy arm. Your breath was quick and ragged, even as you poured water into a bowl to create a paste of the herbs. The feeling when you smeared it on your skin was agonizing, and you were grateful that no one could hear your scream here.

The island was deserted, though you were sure no one had ever truly lived here. It was perhaps quarter the size of King’s Landing, with most of the surface being covered by trees. But in the time of war, it became the only stronghold on neutral ground safe enough for you and Aemond that you could think of. 

A day passed, and the herbs had done their magic. The pain was completely numbed underneath the bandage you had wrapped around the wound. You lay on the large bed, facing the window through which you could see Modor outside, as your arm rested outstretched on the mattress. 

You must have drifted off to sleep, because when you opened your eyes again, the sun was already sinking. And Modor no longer alone. 

You immediately sat up on the bed, just when the door opened and Aemond stormed in. His uncovered eye was wide, his long hair disheveled. When he spotted you on the bed, he sprinted towards you and you stood, wrapping your arms around him when he reached you.

“I’m sorry it took me so long,” he whispered in your ear, but you only shook your head. 

“You have to do what you must so they do not suspect anything. My stepfather was already suspicious when I told them not to harm you.” 

“So was my mother,” Aemond replied as he pulled away, searching your face for any hint of discomfort, before looking at your bandaged arm. 

Aemond gently guided you back to the bed where he sat down, pulling you close so that your legs were resting on his. He brushed your cheek and you reached out to fix his hair a little, ignoring the sorrow that spread through you. 

“I told Aegon not to touch you, but he would not listen.” 

You cupped his cheeks when you felt his anger and forced him to look at you. When his features relaxed, you softly took off the eye patch, placing it on the bedside table next to you. “We are at war, darling. I know you are doing the best you can. But don’t worry, the flames barely touched me.”

His gaze dropped to the bandage around your arm as you began tracing the outline of his bottom lip with your thumb, your other hand resting on his shoulder. The leather felt soft underneath your touch.

The room had darkened by now, leaving only remnants of sunlight teasing the horizon outside, coloring it orange and yellow. 

Aemond leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as he exhaled deeply and you felt his muscles relax. 

"I missed you," you whispered just as he kissed the heel of your hand, then your wrist and before you knew it, he had pulled you onto his lap so that you straddled him. His hands found their way to your back as you leaned in, your lips ghosting over his and your foreheads touching. 

"I missed you, too." His voice was deep, and raspy with desire and longing. The last time you met on this island had been weeks ago, but to you it felt more like a year. Every minute you spent apart only added to your determination to end the war, cost what it may. 

Aemond trapped your chin between his index finger and thumb, gently taking control so he could tilt your head as his lips found yours. The kiss was a gentle peck at first, as if he was scared that you’d crumble underneath his touch, and it was you who deepened it. He let the tip of his tongue run over your bottom lip, making you part your lips in response. 

You let out a sigh when your tongues met, and allowed him to lay you down on the bed. After he kicked off his shoes, Aemond climbed on top of you, using his arms to support his weight. He soon pressed his lips to yours again as he used one hand to caress your side, teasingly pulling your shirt up at the hem. 

Biting your bottom lip, you parted your legs to allow him to settle between them just as he pulled your blouse over your head and discarded it somewhere to the side. He looked at you as if it were the first time, before lowering his head to place a gentle kiss on your neck, though soon it turned into a nibble. You gasped when he bit your skin.  

“Aemond,” you breathed, making him hum. It was intended to be a warning, since you were sure he’d leave a mark on your neck, but it seemed to only make him more eager. Though the worry about how you’d hide a love bite crossed your mind briefly, it evaporated the moment you felt his hand between your legs. He had taken off your trousers, so the only thing keeping your skin apart was the thin fabric of your undergarments. 

“Say it again,” he whispered into your ear, his warm breath making you shudder. “I want you to say my name.”

“Aemond.” Your voice was barely a whisper, husky and marked by pleasure

“Good girl.” He silenced your gasp by uniting your lips, just as he slipped his hand between your underwear and skin, rubbing the sensitive spot when his tongue entered your mouth. You buried your hands in his hair, loving the silky feeling of it as you wrapped your legs around his waist. 

A sudden need to be filled overcame you, and you pulled him closer towards you, rocking your hips back and forth. He took this as the sign to unbutton his pants, which he tossed aside without even looking, since his eyes were practically glued to yours. 

You were now completely bare underneath him, and you smirked at the hungry look in his eyes when he re-positioned himself between your legs. The first thrust made you gasp in unison, as you inhaled each other’s breath like it was the oxygen your lungs ached for. 

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders to keep him close, foreheads pressed against the other, as Aemond occasionally leaned down to kiss you softly. Grunts and moans alike filled the cabin, together with darkness and moonlight. 

“Moan louder for me,” he breathed,” You know I love the way it sounds.” As if to trigger this response, he placed his lips around your nipple and began twirling his tongue around it, before trapping it between his teeth to nibble gently. 

When he raised his head again, the pace of his thrusting increased, and with it the volume of your moans. You were lucky no one else could hear you, because when you finally reached your peak, you momentarily stopped caring about anything else than Aemond.

The moon stood at its highest when you both fell back onto the mattress, sweat covering your bodies and the sound of quickened breaths filling the air. Normally, you would have cursed the war and everyone responsible for keeping you and Aemond apart, but you could not deny that it made your meetings even more special.

“I love you, (y/n),” he said as he brushed your cheek with his knuckles, sapphire eye glistening slightly. You smiled at him as you rolled over to properly look at the man you married. “I have loved you before this war,” he continued, “and my feelings will not change even when we stand on opposite sides. You must remember that. I would rather bury my blade in the chest of an ally than see him harm you in any way.”

You were taken aback by his words for a few seconds, but when you took his hand firmly into yours, you replied, “This war will end and we will be together again. I promise you that.”