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Shark!

Media - The Maze Runner Series AU Character - Newt Couple - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - Dark + Sad Word Count - 2912

The sun is beating down with a hot, dry heat, and the blue sky is a stunning shade of crystal clear without a single cloud. The crisp blue ocean stretches as far as the eye can see, with a few larger rocks poking out of the blue waves. These rocks provide a fascinating contrast to the bright sand, which is often kissed by the waves. The cove sits with the cliffs to the back, which curve around to create the round cove known as Heaven's Cup. The cliffs and the circle of water in the cove end up looking like a cup of tea with a handle, giving it the name Heaven's Cup.

The only way in and out of Heaven's Cup is by walking a small, narrow sandy causeway that only opens a few times a day. The journey to the cove is an adventure on its own, with the narrow causeway providing a sense of excitement and anticipation. Once inside the cove, the atmosphere is peaceful and serene, with the sound of the waves creating a calming effect.

The Cove is known for its waves and surfing use, making it a popular spot for surfers. However, many still see it as a hidden gem, with its secluded location adding to the charm. The cliffs that surround the cove offer a breathtaking view, making it an ideal spot for nature lovers.

In summary, Heaven's Cup is a stunning cove that offers an adventure-filled journey and a serene atmosphere, making it an ideal spot for surfers and nature lovers alike.

Today only a few people have made the trip to Heaven's Cup, Minho stood by the waves leaning on his red and blue surfboard wearing a tight red swimsuit that almost everyone was trying to avoid their eyes moving too, watching as Gally stood on his brown board riding on a wave wearing a full wetsuit he kicking thomas in his blue shorts off his blue-striped board into the water. The sight caused Fry to laugh as he sat in his chair in his white shirt and shorts with the BBQ bucket pushed into the water cooking up some burgers and hot dogs and of course, Newt and Y/n laid on their towels Y/n in her little purple bikini and Newt in his orange shorts, the two wrapped tightly in each others arms making out heavily.

"You guys gonna do anything but make out this trip!" Minho yelled,

Neither replied Newt just took his hand off her waist and put his middle finger up at his friend, causing Minho to shake his head at them as Newt returned his hand to his girlfriend's braid,

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Thomas yelled as he ran out of the water catching everyone's attention as thomas came out of the water naked holding his junk,

Minho, gally and Fry burst out laughing at him, Newt quickly put his hand over Y/n's eyes even if she tried to peek and see what was going on.

"Fish stole my shorts!" thomas complained,

"Tommy seriously!" Newt complained,

"You probably lost them when you feel off your bored," Gally chuckled handing thomas his towel as Gally dried off with his own,

"I didn't fall I was kicked!" He yelled as he covered himself with the towel,

"I don't know I think you fell," Minho chuckled,

"I think so too!" Fry yelled,

"Guys?!" Thomas complained,

"I wasn't looking, Tommy." newt shrugged,

"They were busy trying to lick each other's throats," Minho chuckled,

"Can I look yet?" Y/n complained trying to take Newt's hand from her eyes,

"You guys are dicks," Thomas sighed as his board washed up and luckily it had his shorts attached so he quickly got them on under the towel,

Y/n forced Newt's hand away and got up adjusting her bikini, "I am going to surf, you coming?"

"course I am," Newt smirked happily getting up with her,

The two grabbed their boards and headed out onto the water, thomas joined them for another run too, while Gally had a hot dog from Fry and Minho watched the waves again still waiting for his burger to go down so he wouldn't get a cramp if he hit the water.

Newt and Y/n ride the waves happily for a good few waves thomas often falling, Minho and Gally rejoined later on all enjoying the many waves as the day turned into the late afternoon,

"Guys!" Fry yelled from the sand,

Everyone just finished up a wave so they each sat on their boards to listen,

"It's getting late you guys! Causeway closes up in half an hour wrap it up," He yelled,

"Alright!" Minho yelled he and Gally began to paddle their way back to the sand as Fry got packed up,

"One more?" newt suggested,

"One more come on," Y/n chuckled,

So the two turned and went out one more time for the last wave of the afternoon together,

"Hey! Guys! Something touched my leg!" Thomas yelled out but everyone was too far either to shore or out in the water to hear him, until suddenly thomas felt a bite, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Thomas screamed loud enough for everyone to hear, Gally, Minho and Fry whipped their heads around in shock at his scream only to see Thomas' body disappear under the water off his board, the boys shrugged assuming he had just fallen off again, his scream makes Y/n jump and lose her balance sending her tumbling off her board and into the water,

"Y/n!" Newt yelled to check in with her but she didn't come back up, "Y/n!" he screamed in panic,

Y/n quickly resurfaced taking in a gasp Newt grabbed her and pulled her onto his board with him checking her over as they sat there, "You okay? You not hurt or anything?"

"I'm fine," she nodded,

"Ohh thank god," He gasped hugging her tightly,

Y/n however caught sight of the water of the cove turning red, and she screamed Newt turned and began to yell in panic too,

"Tommy... where's Tommy? Tommy! TOMMY!" He began to yell,

"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh! Something has my leg!" Thomas resurfaced enough to yell out,

"Ohh my god-" Minho gasped at the sand as the fin of a shark appeared just was thomas screamed out only a meter from him if not less, "SHARK!"

"GUYS GET OUT THE WATER!" Gally yelled as loud as he could,

However Newt and Y/n were too far out to paddle back without being in the direct line with the shark,

"Ohh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit." Newt muttered paddling them as fast as possible on his board to a nearby rock and letting Y/n climb up first before he jumped up himself taking the board with them for protection, the water only became bloodier and thomas stopped resurfacing for a few moments it was nothing but the sound of waves until it became clear even if the shark hadn't caused him to lose blood or eaten him, thomas had been down to long there was no way he was still alive, the boys on the beach began to panic unsure who to call, what do to, Newt and Y/n began crying in hysterics as the loss of their friend and the fact they now had shark-infested waters between them and getting back to the beach.

"oh my god he's dead, he is dead, Tommy is fucking dead!" Newt panicked,

"What do we do... What do we do!" Y/n cried,

"I don't know, I don't know sweetie we just need to.... stop... and think," he pulled her close hugging her tight in his arms, "what matters is you and me. getting off this rock and getting safe."

"How the hell we gonna get them back here..." Gally asked,

"No idea... there is a lot of shark-infested water between us and them," Minho nodded,

"And uhh not to be a bummer guys but times ticking,"

"Oohh fuck..." Minho sighed, "You guys okay!"

"We're fine!" Y/n yelled back,

"Shitting ourselves but fine!" Newt added,

"We got a problem!" Minho yelled,

"Yeah, big ass shark we noticed!" Y/n yelled,

"No bigger!" Gally yelled,

"... causeway is gonna be impassable in ten minutes. And... tied comes in flooding the whole cove in an hour." Fry explained,

"OH shit!" Newt yelled, "Okay we don't have a choice we are gonna have to move,"

"Fry! Are any phones working!" Y/n yelled,

Fry quickly checked everyone's phones, "Yes! Two bars on newts phone! I'll call for the rescue team from town."

"You Guys wanna risk swimming for it!"

"Fuck you Minho NO!" Newt yelled back, "I don't wanna go shark swimming thank you!"

"What about the boards!" Gally yelled,

"We only have Mine Nat dropped her's!" Newt yelled,

"Is it floating anywhere?" Minho yelled,

The two looked around but only found shreds of blue from Thomas' board and a few of pink from Y/n,

"Nope! That thing was shark food!" newt yelled,

"Could you paddle back on just yours?"

"We'd be too slow the both of us, plus thomas was on his that didn't stop the shark,"

"Okay so that's out..." Minho sighed,

"Okay!" fry returned, "Team can be here for air pick up in twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes! okay then we really can't stay here," Newt sighed, "The rock will be flooded by then!"

"Ahh Newt!" Y/n yelled as the shark's fin popped up it was circling their rock it knew they were there and it wanted to grab them as soon as the water flooded their rock getting smaller by the minute.

"You guys have got to get back here... somehow.."

"ohh what if, I paddle out there with my board and with Minho's. Y/n can paddle back on Minho's board," Gally suggested,

"Good idea" Minho agreed, "Okay guys! Gally is going to paddle over, with my board, Newt paddles back on his, Gally on his, and Y/n on mine and everyone paddles for their life!" Minho yelled,

"Okay!" Newt yelled back and the two began to prepare stretching out on the rock a little in prep to be as fast as they could,

Gally grabbed his board and Minho's tieing it to his own

"Good luck man," Fry told him,

"gally!" Y/n yelled, "Try not to disturb the water sharks are attracted to movement! and sound!"

"How is that something you know!" Minho yelled,

"She likes the Discovery Channel! A lot of shark content!" Newt yelled back,

"So fast or slow? cause fast is gonna attract the shark but slow is slow and the tide is coming in!" gally asked,

"Aim fast. I'd rather get them out fast." Minho nodded,

Gally nodded and began his fast paddles doing his best not to disturb the water too much, everyone was watching looking for sight of the shark. The tension could be cut by a knife until suddenly the fin was spotted Gally was only halfway across between the rock and the beach and the shark was going right for him,

"GALLY!" Newt and Y/n yelled as they were the first to spot it,

Gally looked and his face turned white, he tried to turn and head back but the shark grabbed the board and snapped it like a breadstick, Gally screamed out and jumped onto Minho's breaking the rope that bound them together and began padding back to the shore as fast as she could,

but the shark grabbed him by the arm as he put it in the water to paddle and dragged him down.

Everyone stood in shock and silence praying he would resurface but blood flooded the water, Y/n screamed clutching Newt tightly as they both had to now stand on the rock as the water lapped at their feet from the tide coming in,

"Ohh my god he's dead..." Minho gasped, now even more panicked, the time ticked on and it was clear Gally too was gone, giving them even less option and even less time, "How long until rescue!" He yelled to Fry,

"Ten minutes."

"Ten minutes how long do you guys-"

"We do not have ten minutes Minho this rock is gonna be under in five if not less!" Newt yelled,

"and the causeway is gone... we are waiting on the rescue or we're all fish food." fry explained,

"Ohh okay fuck!" Minho kicked some sand as he tried desperately to think,

"You take the board I'll swim for it," Newt told her,

"No! newt that's suicide!" She yelled,

"We don't have a choice, I'd rather you be safe sweetie."

"Okay!" Minhgo yelled "New plan! Newt, Y/n get on that board and start paddling!"

"We said we're too slow both of us on one-" Newt began,

"Yes! slow! but I am getting in the water. it's attracted to sound and movement I am going to keep swimming, keep yelling, and draw it away from you,"

"Minho are you nuts!" Newt yelled,

"We don't have another option. you two ready?"

Both held their breaths but nodded Newt made sure Y/n was secure before he climbed on himself, and both began to slowly paddle as slow and as quietly as possible keeping their heads on a swivel to watch for the shark, Minho went in on his board being as loud and disruptive to the water as possible to try and draw it close to him, which worked the sharks fin popped up beside him and began circling him and following him,

"Minho!" Y/n called out,

"Just keep going!" Minho yelled as he tried desperately to keep pace with the shark but it grabbed his leg, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Minho screamed as it dragged him under the water,

"Newt-" Y/n gasped as she began to cry,

"I know sweetie, I know but we have to keep going," Newt nodded as his eyes flooded with tears working on pure adrenaline but he kept going as they were only halfway across.

"GUYS!" Fry yelled as he pointed out the shark heading for them,

"FUCK!" Newt yelled as he paddled as his life depended on it but the shark moved under them and knocked the board which caused Newt to fall off the board,

"AAAAAAAAAHhhhhhh NEWT!" Y/n screamed, she grabbed his arm she tried to pull him up but she wasn't strong enough so she pushed herself off the board to push him up onto the board again, he tried to pull her back up with him too but it was too late she screamed and the shark grabbed her leg dragging her under,

"NOOOOOOOOOOO Y/n!" Newt screamed as he paddled after the shark he stood on a nearby rock grabbed his board and hit the shark as hard as he could which made it let Y/n go, She popped her head up quickly and took a breath Newt pulled her to lay on the board noticing the bite on her leg, as she cried out in pain, "You're gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay." He muttered as he let her lay on the board and he swam back with the board string under his arm, luckily the shark was scared off so they got back to the beach.

"Ohhh fuck-" Fry gasped, as they got back to the shore,

"Help me get her back away from the tide line," Newt demanded,

And the two quickly moved her, Newt grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her knee to slow the bleeding, "How long till the rescue?"

"Five minutes maybe less,"

"Okay, just hold on sweetie, please, just hold on for me okay," He begged as he cradled her in his arms even if her face went pale and she became cold from shock and blood loss,

"I can't... they're all dead..." Fry muttered,

"All of them... it's all my fault... if I had just come in when you said we-"

"It's okay it's not your fault newt..." fry told him,

Newt nodded and held Y/n tight as she got weaker by the second, "No, no no please... please not you too, please I can't lose you too," He began to cry,

She gave him a gentle kiss before she fell back in his arms and her eyes closed,

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Y/n!" He cried, "Nooooo please!" He begged,

His cries were silenced by the sound of a helicopter coming in for the rescue, it quickly came and landed on the beach and ushered Fry inside, the men tried to take Newt but he wouldn't leave her, they quickly checked and she was still alive so they quickly got Newt and Y/n onto the helicopter rushing to get the first aid kit for her, the helicopter taking off with mere moments before the tide came in.

Newt sat By Y/n's bedside in the hospital holding her hand tightly he had only left her side to be checked over and give a report so they could cut the cove off so no one else got hurt. They had found the remains of the others which Fry was able to identify but Newt just stayed by Y/n's side,

"Newt-" Y/n stirred,

"I'm here sweetie, I'm here. I'm right here." He told her kissing her hand and face,

"What happened?"

"Well... what do you remember?"

"The shark..." she croaked, "Minho, thomas, gally... they,"

"They did... At least you're okay." he told her,

she slowly opened her eyes and panicked, "Newt-"

"I know... I'm so sorry sweetie, they... they couldn't save it." He told her as he gently tapped her thigh she pulled the covers away and truly looked at her now amputated leg cut just below her knee, "I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay." she nodded, "I should be thankful... that I'm alive." she gasped,

"I'm so happy you're okay, I was so worried I'd lost you too," He told her, "I promise you I love you and I will be here by your side until you're all better, I know it going to be hard but I will be here every step of the way."

"I love you too newt, Thank you," she smiled pulling him in for a kiss. 

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Little Dove

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n Targaryen (Sister of Ageon, Helena & Aemond) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 1495

Warning - Mentions of Abuse and SA

Aegon had been drinking so much that it seemed like a bright idea to take his little sister, who had rarely left the Red Keep before, for a stroll down the street of silk. The street was busy with people going about their business many not even looking twice to see the prince as him coming around was a fairly common occurrence, "So little dove finally left the nest. Thanks to the better brother. I'm talking of course about myself." he slurried a foul smell of alcohol wafting off of Aegon. Drunk men were everywhere, so Aegon's demeanour didn't attract much attention, 

Y/n chuckled as she walked the street of silk with her eldest brother, she wore a beautiful black and green gown as she held his arm partly guiding his drunk steps down the cobbles, she was very used to having to go out and fetch her older brother from whatever pit of sin he ended up in, "Aegon what are you talking about?" 

Aegon stumbled, "Isn't it obvious? I deserve you much more than Aemond does. I am the heir to the throne. He is just a second son. A spare." he grumbled, "I can be so much kinder to you than Aemond ever could."

"I do not doubt you would be kinder Aegon. But it's been agreed since the moment I was born, you are the heir to be king when father passes, you married haelena the first daughter. Then Aemond and I are to marry as the second son and second daughter, the two spares it is simply the way of it. Father and mother agreed,"

"But I could be much greater to you, little dove." Aegon leaned in closer, brushing his cheek against her. "Married or not, I can make you so much happier than Aemond can." Aegon grinned playfully, "You would be happier with me. I would make you so much happier than anyone ever could."

"I do not doubt you would, but there are things we cannot change, besides don't you love your wife and children?"

Aegon sighed and looked down at the cobbles. "You know mother forced me to marry her. And my children are a chore, you are the only one I care about."

"Aegon, that's very sweet and yes I do wish things had been different but these are the cards that have even dealt. We must learn to make the most of it. You know I will always be nearby, you and aemond are brothers you cannot allow this to come between you"

Aegon's expression sobered up a little. "You are right... you are right, little dove. I know. I know we have to play our cards right. I just... I wish things were different. That we had a chance to be together. But you're right that nothing can change the way it is. But I will always protect you, little dove. No one can harm you, no ever shall. Not as long as I breathe."

"thank you big brother" she cooed kissing his cheek

Aegon leaned his head against her. He was more affectionate to her than he had been to his wife at her best, or to anyone at their best really. Aegon seemed pleased to hear her call him 'big brother'. He was fond of that title. "So, little dove. Are you excited to be married?"

"... Honestly?"

"Of course, Are you not excited to be married?" Aegon frowned a bit, then he looked back at you, his expression solemn. 

"Not really..."

Aegon stopped walking and looked at her. He squinted his eyes, and his lips curled into a frown. Aegon tilted his head and placed a hand on her shoulder. "What is wrong, little dove? What are you not saying?" His tone was concerned and gentle.

"... aemond frightens me sometimes. He says thinks, does things, they frighten me that's all, but in sure I'll grow accustomed once we're married"

Those words shook Aegon to his bone. "Does he... hurt you?" His eyes widened. "Has he hurt you since the betrothal? Or done anything to scare you?"

"no he hasn't... Hurt me exactly he just scares me, he often tells me of frightening tales, of fights that end in bloodshed, makes me watch him in the practice yard against the poor squire boys, often threatens to take me riding on vahgar with him." She explained, "the other night he... I shouldn't speak I'll of him,"

Aegon's expression hardened. He hated it when his little sister was treated in such a way that she was frightened by anyone. Aemond did nothing to ease Y/n's fears, only made them grow worse. Aegon felt protective of her. "No, little dove, you must. What did he do that night?"

"he wanted a kiss before he left my chamber, I was feeling tired so I politely declined said I'd give him two kisses the next day but he got angry with me tried to pin me on the bed and take the kisses I owed him when I pushed him away he forced me against the wall and took far more then kisses as a punishment he said"

And he was furious. "He did what? Did he... take... take liberties with you?"

she nodded sheepishly 

"I want to know one thing and one thing only, little dove. Do you want to marry this man? This creature that calls himself our brother?"

"I do not... But father insists mother says it is no matter what he had done as my flower was long plucked anyway"

"I don't care what father says. I don't care what mother says." He paused again, and when he continued his voice was as cold as ice. "And I don't care what he says. I will not allow this. I cannot allow for you to be married to a man who you do not want. You are not his flower who has been plucked already. You are our family, and you will not marry a man who has used you."

"but if we are to follow the rule that no man who has used me can marry me... That would also mean you couldn't marry me" she giggled hugging his arm,

there was a slight smirk on his lips. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, "Oh, and why is that, little dove? Have I taken liberties with you that I don't know about?"

"It's strange... What you boys do and don't remember, do you really not recall what you use to do to me Aegon while we snuck around the red keep, when we made little blanket forts, when we used to... Kiss and touch in what's children should not" she reminds,

Aegon felt a weird sense of pride. Of course, he did remember those evenings. How could he not? It had been one of the most pleasurable memories of his life. “You are right, little dove."

"you hang your head as if in shame of those days? Do you regret our nights snuck away in blanket forts Aegon?"

"I certainly do not regret them, little dove. But... I suppose I am ashamed of what happened, or at least how wrong they are." He paused again, shaking his head. "I suppose I had forgotten that you looked fondly on those days. I had always thought they were a shameful memory for both of us."

"I recall no shame from that time. I was happy as we're you"

Aegon's lips turned up into a sad but genuine smile at the realization that she also had enjoyed that time as well. It was good to know that he hadn't been the only one, and that she had also felt pleased with it. "I suppose I was. Happy I mean. It's just that... as we got older, so did the guilt I felt. I always thought of those times as being so wrong and I felt horrible for it..."

"why? I wanted to play as badly as you did, never once did I deny you, I am sorry if I make you feel guilty for such things I do not think them horrible or wrong merely sweet experiments that I hold dear. And I'm sure if we were to make a blanket forts big enough for us both I'd be more then happy to continue our games "She smiled kissing his cheek

"My, my, little dove, are you suggesting what I think you are?"

she giggled "Depend what you think I am?"

"Are you suggesting that despite your impending marriage, you would like us to resume our... blanket fort games?" He looked at you, and his expression was almost bashful.

"mhm".she nodded

"And what if I said yes?"

"then I suppose we'd need to find somewhere to cuddle"

Aegon's lips curved into a smile. “Indeed we do little dove,” he smirked grabbing her hand and tugging her though the streets so they could find an inn for the evening to enjoy their time alone, 

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Say You Want Me Too

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Jacaerys Velaryon Couple - Jacaerys X Reader Reader - Y/n (Betrothal) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 1311

A storm rages outside the tall stone walls of Dragonstone, the night sky as dark as obsidian, the sky full of heavy clouds lit only by the occasional sparks of lighting that flash across the sky, thunder often rumbling the bowels of the castle. Jacaerys sat in his chambers reading his high valerian study book in bed by candlelight, already dressed for bed often muttering words to himself,

“Se guēse's skoriot… skoriot… nektogon ilagon va se endia… tistālior…” He mutters to himself,

When suddenly a timid knock comes on his door,

"Enter!" the young prince said, expecting the maester or his younger brother perhaps.

Slowly the door creaks open and as he glances up he takes a double take to check he is indeed seeing what he thinks he is, as much to his surprise he sees his betrothal Y/n, in her small blue velvet slippers and sky blue silk nightie with silver embroidery. Her hair in a tight braid that falls around her shoulder, a candlestick in her hand. She closes the door and stands sheepishly, "I pray I am not disturbing you, my lord Velaryon,"

Jacaerys's mind was racing, His heart beat faster as he realised what this situation could entail, What reason could she have for coming here? This late? Is she in search of comfort? and the fact that Y/n was in such a state was causing certain, desires to arise. "No, my Lady, you are not disturbing me. What reason do you have to seek me out? Is something amiss?"

She slowly approached his bed but she stopped before getting too close, she trembled as she held her small candle almost forcing out her words, "Forgive me I do not wish to be any trouble,"

"You do not know the trouble you cause me my lady," he thought, "So, what brings you to my chambers this late at night?"

she blushed slightly her head tips down to the floor before she gathered the strength to meet his eyes once more, even if her eyes do flick down to him in his bed, "I do not mean to be trouble" she blushed, "forgive me, I am still... New to Dragonstone, and we do not get storms such as this back home... I admit, I am frightened." She explained "I know that must seem foolish to yourself my lord Velaryon, you have been here so long and... Ride the back of a dragon, and fight with sword and lance… I know the idea of rain and lightning in being fearful must seem childish,"

Jacaerys smiles as he sees his maiden blush. "No, no, do not you dare say that. There is nothing childish about feeling fear." He reaches his arms out for her. "Come, my lady, there is no need to be frightened when I am here I will protect you from anything, be it lightning or bandits or anything else that you may have to fear. But for now, you can get into my bed, I will not let anything come to hurt you.”

“Are you sure my lord?”

“I am, come on.” He smiled,

she blushed and set down her candle before she moved closer, she took his hands her skin soft in his rougher hands,

Jacaerys smiles and moves to make space to sit with her in his large bed. "Now, my lady, all you need to do is relax and close your eyes, and I promise I will protect you from anything that can harm you. I ask only one thing of you..." He smiled,

"thank you, my lord, you did not have to be so kind to me" she giggled feeling him so close, "what is it you ask my lord?" She asks squeezing his hands in hers,

Jacaerys chuckles, "There is nothing that I can ask of you that you do not already give me...But,” Jacaerys can hardly contain himself, he wants his little betrothal but he must remain composed. "Can I... Have a kiss, my lady?" He asks her, his words breathless as his heart beats harder.

She blushed at her betrothal’s request, her eyes flickering down to the bed a moment before she looked up and nodded moving and pressing her lips to his cheek, her lips soft and smooth her whole self smelled like honey, when she pulled back her face is red and she squeezed his hands, Jacaerys squeezes her hands his heart is pounding so fast he cannot hold still as he stares into her eyes. He can barely control himself,

"My lady..." He whispers to her, his voice shaking with intensity, "May I ask you for one last thing?"

"yes, Jacaerys?" she bats her eyes,

Jacaerys moves his hands to her cheeks, "May I ask... for a kiss… on the mouth?" He is almost trembling now, he cannot control himself. He wants this beauty so badly,

"Are you sure we are not yet married?" she began to tremble,

"We are betrothed my lady, we are to be married..." He said, "A kiss is not enough to ruin that, my lady." he smirked slightly “She is so sweet and innocent,” he thought of taking advantage of her crossed his mind, but he forced it away, "Please? Just one kiss..."

Y/n blushed even harder and squeezed his hands she nodded and shuffled closer she gently pressed her smooth lips to his own, her lips tasted of honey too, her taste and scent almost overwhelmed him as they shared the kiss their lips moved together a few times before a crack of thunder rumbles across the sky and lightning flashes through the chamber which makes her pull away and slightly squeak in fright,

He chuckled at her reaction and moved his hand to the small of her back, drawing her body closer to his enveloping her in his arms, he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head keeping her close and safe, "By the gods..." he whispers to her, The thunder crackles louder and louder and she buries herself into his chest. He can feel her small frame pressed against him and his instincts are to hold her even tighter.

“I’m sorry I-”

“It’s alright, you're scared. But no need to fear I am right here my lady,”

“Thank you Jace,” but more thunder cracked which made her burrow into his chest in fear,

“Shhh shhh shh it’s okay, I’m here,” He cooed, after a while of quiet he looked down at her he felt the burning desire for the girl that would soon be his bride, how she cuddled him, how she looked in her sweet state and he knows he can’t hold back any longer, "I could never do without you. I need you, my lady".He growled kissing her head, "Please, say the words that will make me yours. I am ready for you".

"what? What are you talking about Jace?"

"I want you my lady... In more ways than one, more than anyone else could ever imagine." He pauses, his words almost catching in his throat. "I love you... and I want you, it is as simple as that."

"I see. I do love you Jace you have been nothing but kind to me since I arrived and I'm sure we shall have a long and happy marriage" She nodded

"But my lady, you do not understand..." he gasped, "You are all I ever wanted, but I want more than what you are telling me. I do not want to wait for marriage, I want it now, now that I have tasted your sweetness"...

"you want what my prince?"

"I want YOU." He says, with great passion and determination. "You, Y/n. Now. please… I beg you… say you want me too.”

“I… I do,” she blushed, “Very much,”

“Then let me make you forget this storm and make this a night we shall remember for the rest of our days,” He stroked her cheek and she nodded so he bit his lip a moment before he pulled her into a intense kiss. 

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Little Duck

Media - Death Of A Superhero Character - Donald Couple - Donald X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - Smut Word Count - 2496

After a long day at school, I finally arrived home and flung my backpack carelessly onto my bed. I was feeling hot and uncomfortable in my uniform, so I quickly removed my blazer and loosened my tie, unbuttoning half of my white shirt in the process. As I tried to cool down, I reached for my phone and sent a text to my next-door neighbour, perhaps hoping for a quick chat or checking if he needed some company after the day he'd had.

Y/n - Hey, are you home yet? :)

I didn't even have to wait very long as almost immediately he replied,

Donald - Yes.

I could tell already he wasn't happy, so I went down letting my mum know where I was going as usual and hopping the fence to next door seeing his parents sitting in the living room.

"Hi! Can I go up?"

"Course go on Y/n," His mother smiled,

As I hurried up the stairs to his room, I couldn't help but notice the usual clutter that had become a permanent fixture in his space. Clothes of different sizes and colours were scattered haphazardly on the floor, and it seemed as if every available surface was covered in papers and pens. Despite the chaos, I knew exactly where to find him - lying face down on his bed, still dressed in his school uniform.

I took a moment to take in the scene before approaching him. His uniform was rumpled and creased, indicating that he had been wearing it for several hours. I wondered if he had even taken the time to remove it before collapsing on his bed. I sat down beside him, careful not to disturb the array of papers and pens that surrounded him, and placed my hand gently on his back.

I hoped the simple gesture would offer him some solace, even if I could guess what was troubling him.

"What's the trouble little duck?" I cooed,

He didn't answer he just put his middle finger up at me,

"Don't you be sticking that up at me Mr. I only asked." I warn shoving his hand away, "Come on, What's the news?"

"It's back again..."

"Again?"

"Yeah..."

"Ohh Donald I'm so sorry," I cooed hugging him,

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight squeeze,

"Well, you know I'll be here for you. Every step of the way."

"Thanks, Y/n,"

"You're welcome little duck," I smiled,

"I'm just so sick of this shit! I go through it over and over again and every time they say I'm getting better I go for a check and I'm right where I fucking started!" He complained getting up to pace and kicking his beanbag across the room in his frustration,

"I know, bet it must kinda feel like running on a hamster wheel?"

"Exactly! Running like fuck to never get anywhere," he slumped back down on the bed beside me, "Sorry Y/n... I know this isn't fun for you either,"

"How so?"

"Dealing with me. When I'm like this."

"I'd rather you yell and kick things around me than bottle all it up Donald, hey. It's okay," I cooed pulling him to lay his head on my shoulder, "It's all gonna be okay I'm sure of it,"

"I hope you're right,"

Donald and I found ourselves sitting on the brickwork by the train tracks, the sun shining down on us. We had a small bag of sweets between us, taking turns to savour the different flavours. Donald had an appointment earlier that day, and as both his parents were at work, I offered to accompany him for moral support.

After we finished our first few classes, we headed to the appointment together. Donald was feeling a little anxious, and I could sense that he was nervous about what the outcome may be. However, I reassured him that everything would be alright and that I would be there for him, no matter the result.

When we finished the appointment, we both breathed a sigh of relief. It was an outcome, not really good but not too bad either and honestly that was pretty good news, but I could still see that Donald was feeling a little sensitive. We decided to skip the rest of the day and just enjoy each other's company. We walked around the town, taking in the sights and sounds, and talking about everything and anything that came to mind.

He sat with his new medication in his hand reading through the endless list of side effects and issues.

I took the bottle from him and put it in his bag, "Don't worry about it,"

"Easy for you to say, Y/n," he glared a little,

"Well, then maybe I should take it. In solidarity,"

He cracked a smile, "No, it would make you sick. Really sick."

"Yeah, it'll make you sick. we can be sick together,"

"That's very sweet Y/n, but I don't want you getting sick becuase of me," He says, "I'm getting sick enough for the both of us,"

"Okay, if you're sure. Well, how many do you have to take?"

"Three a day,"

"I see, well then that means I will owe you three hugs every day," I smiled giving him a big hug, he smiled and hugged me back,

"Y/n?"

"Yes, little duck?" I looked up at him with a wide smile,

He blushed a little before he spoke, "Uhhh I uhh... I... really like you,"

"Aww, that's cute,"

"No, no I mean like... like you like you... like romanticly."

"Ooh-" I was taken back a moment,

"It's okay if you don't-"

I cut him off by giving his cheek a little kiss, which turned him bright red,

"I like you too,"

"Uhhhh yeah, I uhhh I ummmm yeah good." He nodded,

"Good?"

"No! Not good! well yes, it is good but I uhhh... I'm just gonna stop trying."

"Good plan," I nodded,

"Do you think it's possible... I could get a kiss? Like a proper kiss?"

I'm sure you can I smiled shuffling a little closer and stroking his nose with the tip of my own before we slowly pressed our lips together.

Upon arriving home I hopped the fence and I hurriedly made my way up the stairs, my heart racing with anticipation. I didn't even stop to drop off my belongings; I was eager to check on Donald. I knew he had an appointment today, and although he had been keeping me updated via text, I was still worried about him. I made my way down the hallway and finally reached his room. As I walked in, I looked around and noticed the emptiness of the room. There was no sign of Donald, and I began to feel even more anxious. I searched the room thoroughly, but he was nowhere to be found. Despite my growing concern, I remained calm.

"Donald? Where are you hiding little duck?"

"In here!" His voice calls back sounding tried from the bathroom,

"Ohh... you wanna be alone?"

"No, you're fine come on,"

"You sure?"

"You're my girlfriend, I don't care." he said, "Doctors can see it you can see it,"

I giggled and headed inside his little ensuite seeing him lying in a bubble bath, with his head on the side clearly had a very rough day, "Oooohhh luxurious,"

"Every inch of me aches so... bubble bath,"

"Good idea," I nodded sitting on the rim of the tub, "How'd it go?"

"I don't really wanna talk about it," he sighed, "They are talking about admitting me if things don't get better,"

"Okay we won't talk about it, but you know I'm here," I smiled,

"You are always here, I don't know where I'd be without you Y/n," He cooed leaning up to give me a soft kiss, I returned it of course and grabbed some bubbles putting them on his nose, "hey!" He complained, "You gonna steal my bubbles you can get in here with me,"

"That a request?"

"I .... Maybe,"

I chuckled kissing his head before I tossed my clothes with his own and climbed in with him into the warm bubbly water, "Hi little duck,"

"Hi Y/n," He chuckled pulling us together for some kisses and a soft little cuddle, "Y/n?"

"Yes, Donald?"

"Could we maybe... you know?"

"I thought you had a rough day? that your body was aching all over?"

"It is but... it might make me feel better?"

"Might it now?"

"It might," he cooed, "Please?"

"Well you did have a rough day," I nodded, "Alright,"

"Yes!" He smiled excitedly, he happily opened the little draw beside the bath and pulled out a silver and blue wrapped opening it with his teeth,

"I don't mind," I shrugged,

"I know but... we don't wanna risk it," he said,

"Okay," I nodded,

He pushed his hips up out of the water and slipped the condom down his already hard erection, clearly excited just from the meer idea, once on he gave himself a couple of gentle strokes, "Plus... I am going through a lot of weird medication at the moment, and uhh I have no idea I could be shooting neon purple acid at this point,"

I laughed and moved upholding the rim of the tub to move myself and he shifted too until I moved down letting him slip inside me,

"Ughh! I missed this!"

"It's only been a few days since you did it last,"

"Don't mean I don't miss it," he cooed holding my hips to guide me to the speed and movement he wanted, "Ughhh Y/n!"

I did my best not to moan too loud knowing his parents were downstairs, but I still gasped and gently squealed as my body trembled from the pleasure,

"I'm- I'm not sure I can-" he gasped,

"It's okay," I nodded moving his hand from my hip to my clit which made him groan as he began to rub in time with my movements which made it far more enjoyable, I knew I was getting close and so was he so I leant down connecting our lips in a hot and heavy make out until I finally hit my wave of pleasure my toes curling and I moaned into his mouth, he pulled me closer as soon as I did his hips thrusting up wildly in his desperation to enjoy the feeling of me around him during my orgasm which in turn got him there too burring himself as deep as he could and filling the condom as we both collapsed in the warm bubbly water my head on his chest as we gasped, "Well... did it make you feel better little duck?"

"Much... much better Y/n..."

I rushed through the sterile hallways of the hospital, my white coat billowing behind me. I scrubbed my hands thoroughly with soap and water, making sure to get rid of any germs that could harm the patient inside the room. As I entered the room, I saw him lying in bed, hooked up to various machines and medications. His condition had worsened since last I saw him - his eyes were sunken, and his face was pale and weak. His breathing was shallow and laboured.

I approached his bed, and as I sat down, I held his frail hand, hoping to give him some comfort and strength. My hand was warm, and the grip seemed to stir him awake. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked at me. His eyes were tired and weak, but they expressed gratitude and recognition. He mustered a faint smile, and we sat there in silence, holding each other's hands, knowing that this moment mattered more than anything else in the world.

"Hi Y/n,"

"Hi Little duck," I cooed, "How are you feeling today?"

"Not so good..." he answered, "I'm glad I get to see you though,"

"You are?"

"Mhm," He nodded, "I was worried,"

"About what?"

"Worried I wouldn't get to see you before I go,"

"Go where Donald?"

"Where do you think," He sighed, "I wanted to see you before I go. Just one more time."

"Well, I'm right here." I smiled kissing his hand, "I promise I am not moving from this spot until you're all better,"

"Wishful thinking Y/n,"

"Well, I have to be wishful,"

"You are too sweet to me Y/n," he cooed stroking my Y/H/C hair, "I will miss you more than anything,"

"You won't have to miss me, I'll be right here."

"Mhm," He nodded, "You think... I could get one more kiss?"

"You can have all the kisses in the world my little duck," I cooed giving his lips a soft kiss, he kissed me back with all the love and sweetness I could hope for, "I love you, you know that. I promise I'll be here a day, a week, a year until you're all better."

"I love you more, more than anything else in this world, in this life, I would give anything to stay with you. Just a moment more."

"Then we will savour them, every moment," I cooed kissing his hand,

I remember that moment so vividly. We were sitting together and chatting, laughing, and enjoying each other's company. It was a beautiful day, and the sun was shining through the window, casting a warm glow over us.

As we talked, I noticed that he started to struggle with his words. It was as if the energy was draining from him, and he was becoming weaker. But he didn't want to stop talking to me. He wanted to keep the conversation going for as long as he could.

Then, he leaned in and kissed me. It was a gentle, tender kiss, but I could feel his body trembling. He was losing his strength, and he knew it.

I held his hand tightly, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. But gradually, his grip weakened, and his hand fell limp in mine.

Even though I knew what was coming, I didn't cry. I didn't want him to see me cry. I wanted him to know that I was strong for him, and that I would be there for him until the very end.

And then, everything was silent. He was gone. The room felt empty without him, and I was left with a sense of sadness and loss that I couldn't put into words.

As I leaned over him and kissed his forehead, I felt his warmth slowly fading away. I whispered to him that I loved him, hoping that he could hear me in his final moments. But as I pulled away, the tears started streaming down my face. It was hard to accept that he was truly gone and that our time together had come to an end.

I sat there, feeling the weight of his absence and the emptiness in my heart. But at the same time, I also felt a sense of relief and peace. He was no longer suffering, and that brought me some comfort. I knew that he had been in immense pain for a long time, and it had been hard to watch him struggle. But now, he was finally at peace and free from pain.

As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I couldn't help but think about all the memories we shared together. The laughter, the joy, the love - it all came rushing back to me. And even though he was no longer with me, I found comfort in the thought that we will meet again... someday.

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The Hem Of Her Dress

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n (Maid) Rating - Smut Word Count - 698

I ran my hand through my silver hair as I sat in a small chamber in the red keep, locked away from my mother, my wife, my children, my grandfather the hand of anyone who wanted anything from me, just me alone with my wine watching the grass below the keep.

I just need something to take my mind off this shit- the wine was admittedly helping, 

I glanced out across the courtyard seeing the various lines of laundry hung around to dry in the wind from the sea, I saw a girl down there.

I had seen her a few times in passing, she knelt on the grass in her lace-up boots, a maid dress with the typical white apron around her, Her hair braided and pinned up around her head, her bottom lip between her teeth, in her hands the sheets as she scrubbed and washed them in the bucket in front of her. Water had soaked her hands and her apron and dress making it cling to her far more than it would normally, and as she was scrubbing these sheets up and down a washboard her breasts slightly bounced or at least shifted as she moved, far more noticeable when usual. 

I looked at her for a while just watching her wash and scrub away, biting my lip a little as I watched her,

She looked up and we briefly made eye contact I didn’t even bother to look away and try to pretend that I wasn't looking, at her. She saw me, she knew. 

She briefly playfully giggled and went back to her work, I continued to watch her and she would often meet my eyes making a point to give me a very wicked look with raised eyebrows but I simply gave her a look back with a sly smile, She rolled her eyes and continued her work almost ignoring me and I had to admit it made me kinda... I guess jealous, it made me want her to look at me, want her to notice me, but I knew she was just teasing me. 

She got up to hang the sheet she had been washing on the line standing up and pegging it on the line beside her, She briefly made eye contact and I raised my eyebrow a little questionably she checked around the courtyard doing her best to glance around and check no one would see her. she dried her hands on her dress as she moved away from the sheet on the line, she giggled and made eye contact she grabbed her dress in her hand and lifted the hem of her dress all the way up to her waist exposing her almost knee high lace up black boots, her bare slightly paler skin where her legs never see the sun, her bare knees, her bare thighs, her hips and of course her mound and pussy. 

I took in every single inch of her, rather amused by her willingness, She's beautiful, alluring and somehow even with her pussy exposed to me rather mysterious, as she stands there exposed with a wicked and get still innocent smile, fluttering her eyes to only make brief eye contact,

I bit my lip harder taking in every inch of her feeling myself get hard for her forcing me to shift a little where sitting was now uncomfortable thanks to the throbbing erection in my trousers, which she noticed and giggled dropping her dress she took her now empty basket in hand setting it on her hip. 

She smiled put her palm to her lips kissed it and blew me the kiss, I smirked and blew her a kiss back before then using my hand to curl my finger to beckon her up to my little room she curtsied and nodded before she headed inside leaving me only to wait and see if she really would come up and keep me company. 

[the-fiction-witch]

Targaryen

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Daemon Targaryen Couple - Daemon X Reader Reader - Lymeria Targaryen (Daemon & Viserys sister, Twin to Ageon, Daughter of Alyssa and Baelon) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 2103

I smiled as I stood at the top of the balcony in the throne room of the red keep. I watched over the throne room as lords gathered, word had come that today my brother returned to the city. Caraxes had been spotted across the sky and now had returned to the dragon pit. And now it was merely a matter of time before he returned. I watched my eldest brother Viserys in his best clothes, he took his crown to wear as well as his sword to hold at his side as he sat on the throne. I did my best not to shake my head at his desire for dramatics. 

But I'm sure they were purely in an attempt to keep up with my other brother's dramatics.

His footsteps echoed across the great halls long before he came into view, silence crept through the halls as he approached. 

Finally, my brother Daemon came around the corner, walking his way down the centre of the opened doors, dark sister on his hip, valerian steel armour over him a crown of bones in his silver hair, he walked with the confidence of a king his armour clinking as he walked. 

When he reached the base of the throne the kingsguard drew their swords and He stopped when the tip of the lord commander touched his armour. 

He pulled out the weapon from the stepstones the trophy of his war offering it to Viserys,

"Add it to the chair." He said before he dropped it letting it clank and clatter on the stone floor, 

I chuckled unable to hold back my amusement. Silence rang out as the commander picked up the weapon, 

"You wear a crown." Viserys glared down at him, "You also call yourself king?"

"After we smashed the triarcy, they named me king of the narrow sea," Daemon smirked back to him

I felt a desire to go down there and knock their heads together, Even after all these years, they are still my brothers and they still act like children.  

"But I know there is only one true king, your grace." Daemon bent the knee and removed his crown, "My crown, and the stepstones are yours."

"Where is Lord Corlyas?"

"Sailed home to Driftmark,"

"Who holds the stepstones?"

"The tides. The crabs. And two thousand dead triarcy corsairs. staked to the sand to warn those who might follow,"

Viseys stepped down from the throne letting the tip of his sword hit the stone floor, he took the crown that Daemon offered him in hand before passing it to his king's guard, "Rise."

Daemon rose to his feet once more and the two shared an embrace, it made me smile to see such a sight as the lords applauded.

"The realm owes you a great debt brother." 

Daemon nodded in agreement, the lords wished him well and headed out to continue their business for the day, I headed down and adjusted my red dress embroidered in dragon scales, as I approached Daemon was talking with Rhaenyra wishing her well since he had seen her. Before he turned and smiled at me.

"Dear Sister," He cooed,

"Dear brother, it is a sweet song to hear of your return." I smiled,

He chuckled and offered his arms so I happily wrapped my own around him and we shared a tight embrace, "I have missed you Lymeria," 

"I missed you too daemon," I cooed, we pulled back and I chuckled at him, "Must you always be so dramatic?"

"You'd be bored if I wasn't." he chuckled,

"I suppose," I laughed, "I am glad you are home dear brother."

"I am glad to be home," he smiled giving my cheek a soft kiss and running his hand through my hair before he softly kissed my shoulder,

I blushed but I moved away he looked confused as to why I had moved away but I glanced at Visery's who glared at us, "Shall we walk?" 

"I would enjoy a walk," He nodded and offered his arm,

I happily took it, and we headed out to the gardens to talk in private. "You must tell me of the war. Viserys refused to tell me of the proceedings even if I often asked."

He chuckled, "Oh, well, where can I start? There were many fights, and I won most of them. The men and I had quite the adventure on the Stepstones!"

"I'm sure you did, as soon as I heard the tale of the crab feeders' awful methods I admit I worried for you. Nothing could make me weep more of an evening than to think of you pinned to the beach and devoured,"

Daemon shook his head, his lips curling into a smirk "That would be a disgrace to our house to be devoured. Though not one you need to worry yourself with. I will let Nothing would ever harm me, dear sister. I always find my way out of trouble."

"you always have done. You'd think we'd be old enough now I would know never to worry you always find your way out of things," I laughed, "I'm sure Caraxes enjoyed the bloodshed?"

"Oh sure, Caraxes seemed to have an absolute blast burning, pillaging and slaughtering countless people. I think I may have had a little bit of fun myself, too," 

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, still we can hope now for some time of peace thanks to your efforts. We wouldn't want to run off again anytime soon," I smiled and squeezed his arm,

"There is always something to worry about. I am glad that the Stepstones are under our control, but something else will just turn up sooner or later."

"I'm sure your right..." I sighed "still, I hope atleast you get some time to rest once more. Time to enjoy some peace and quiet before flying off to another war"

"Rest? My dear sister, when have you ever known me to have time to rest? One thing after another just comes my way, and there hardly ever seems to be any time for me to properly rest. I suppose we'll just have to wait and see."

"I suppose so, still I am thrilled you are home and I know Viserys is too even if he doesn't say it"

Daemon's frown softened, "I'm sure Viserys is more relieved than anything that we didn't lose a Targaryen while I was away. Not to mention, we need all the Targaryen's we can get, especially with the state of this kingdom,"

I chuckled a little,

"I'm glad you find the state of our family amusing, or whatever is so funny. I'm sure there are plenty of people who would rather we weren't all so close to extinction," 

"I have never. In my life. Heard you sound so much like our father. you boys. Both of you are becoming more and more like father with every passing year, the obsession with the Targaryen legacy grows with age I think. Viserys has his models, you have your fears of our extinction. One of these days I'm going to be hearing about the power of valerian blood and steel"

"Well, is it a bad thing? Should we not be concerned with our legacy? With trying to uphold our status as the most powerful and greatest house in Westeros? The way I see it, father's priorities became my priorities. And what exactly is wrong with that?"

"nothing wrong with it I merely find it amusing," I nodded, "I know I... have only hindered this..."

"Lymeria." he sighed, "You cannot blame yourself for that,"

"But I do,"

"But you shouldn't." He said, "What happened to our mother and our brother was no fault of yours." He said stroking my cheek, "We are very lucky we have you,"

"Often it doesn't seem that way,"

"Well... Will you be adding to the Targaryen legacy?"

"ohh, dear brother. I have known for a very long time that I shall only undermine our legacy. Perhaps it is why I have not become like father as you and Viserys have. I am a woman Daemon, so like it or not I will be sold away name replaced, my children half Targaryen who will not carry the name. I hold no part in our legacy"

"It seems a shame to toss away legacy due to your lack of a cock."

"it can be, it's why so may women in our family go two routes... Either rebel against the system and cast out on their own making sure the are something for the legacy like our mother, or nymeria, or Serina Targaryen all powerful women who never married and made sure the legacy was upheld. Or... They marry within our family so the Targaryen name and valerian blood remain,"

"And of those two options, which do you intend to do?"

"I have not thought of it in all honesty"

"Well, I hope that you never have to face such a decision. The idea that you may have to makes me uncomfortable."

"as does it make me. But it is the decision that makes me. You boys go to war, do politics and such this decision is all that decides me. I know which I would choose if... It were possible"

"And that would be?"

"if possible, I would uphold the tradition of our family, and maintain the legacy. I would marry with the house another Targaryen and strengthen the valerian blood... But... As you said our family is declining and we are close to extinction. Mother and father are gone, as are all our aunts and uncles, we have only one living cousin but she has already married and her children velaryons. Viserys grieves his first wife and lusts his second. His children are young and foolish... Leaving... Only you and I." I avoided his eyes as I spoke, 

but his smirk grew, "And so, you would marry me if you could?"

"I would" I  blushed, "but you know Viserys would never allow it. As much as he dreams of old Valyira he often is sickened by its practices he wouldn't allow us'

 "You're probably right, though, who said it would have to be a public affair?"

"What?"

"It's quite simple, really. all we have to do is keep it secret, so that no one knows."

"and what of our children? Do you expect for them to live in secret ashamed of their own heritage? Viserys would disinherit us and any children we had and at that point whatever was the point in strengthing Targaryen's blood if our children the future of the legacy are treated no better than them dragon seed bastards?"

"You're right," he admitted. "it wouldn't do any good to strengthen our house's blood and not do anything about our children. But I have a solution for that too."

"oh? Enlightened me?"

"I would keep our children, and I would declare them as legitimate. And no one could tell me otherwise, especially not Viserys. Would he disown me? Maybe. But they would be legitimate, and our house would be even better off for it."

"That's true. I wonder though if Viserys would feel threatened. After all... If we were to have children they would be Targaryen blood on both sides, his children are Targaryen and aeryn and Targaryen and high-tower arguments could be made about our children would be more Targaryen than his"

"Then that's all the better for us and our children. We'll just have to make sure that Viserys understands that our children are the future of the Targaryen legacy, I will not allow them branded as bastards. We just need to tell our brother the right words, I suppose."

"I'm sure we could, if.. it is something we each desire," I asked carefully glancing at him sheepishly,

"It is something we both desire. We've already established that having Targaryen children is beneficial, and I want nothing more than a strong line of Targaryen. I've thought about this quite a bit actually."

"Have you now? During these long nights in her stepstones? Or perhaps even before that?' I teased,

"Even before then. It's the logical thing for two Targaryens to do, right?" 

"it is, I admit such a thought has been on my mind... Since even before father died"

"I see that we have not only thought of the same things but for as long as each other. I suppose that means we should make it a reality, right?"

"I would like that" I squeezed his arm and rested my head on his shoulder

"Then that's how it will be. We will show the world that our union is one to be celebrated, regardless of what people may think of it."

"We only have one person to convince. Our stubborn big brother"

"He will not deny us this, I will make sure of it. It is what is best for our family, and for our joy. Come we shall go now Lymeria see if he can still be sweetened."

[the-fiction-witch]

Jack Dawkins Masterlist No.2

Arrangement - Sweet

Arrangement P2 - Flirty

Arrangement P3 - Cute

Experiment - Cute

Little Squirrel - Cute

GIRL - Sweet

GIRL P2 - SMUT

I've Killed An Angel - Sad

I'm Sorry My love - Sad

Magic Words - Smut

Magic Words P2 - Smut

Favourite Nurse - Sweet

A New Job - Spooky

You... You Can't Just Kidnapp A Girl Fagin! - Cute

You... You Can't Just Kidnapp A Girl Fagin! P2 - Cute

It's Not Fair - Sad

Hello Nurse - Smutty

Hello Nurse P2 - Sweet

I Hope You Wake Up Soon - Smut

Corset - Smutty

Criminals - Sweet

Nurse Y/n - Flirty

Doctor's Orders - Smut

I Know Who You Are - Sweet

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Doctor Jack Dawkins Masterlist No.1

Little Vampire - Smut

Not On Your Life - Cute

Not Now - Cute

What - Sweet

Secret - Sad

Hysteria - Smut

Hysteria p2 - Smut

Wicked - Smut

Scrubber Girl - Flirty

Morning Maid - Flirty

Thunderstorm - Sweet

My Turn - Smut

Morning - Flirty

I Can Explain - Cute

Someone Who Loves You - Sweet

Hypothetically - Smutty Discussions

Hopelessly - Smut

Hopelessly P2 - Flirty

Hopelessly P3 - Smut

Y/n! - Flirty

Breathless - Flirty

Breathless P2 - Sweet

Breathless P3 - Sweet

Gentlemen - Smut

Just For A Moment - Smutty

I'm Gonna Kill Him - Smut

Bump - Sweet

Bump P2 - Dark

Bump P3 - Sweet

Pouty - Smut

Right Right - Flirty

Song Of The Sea - Spooky

Song Of The Sea P2 - Smut

Wakey Wakey - Smut

... Because He Knows I Love You - Flirty

Just To Spite You - Flirty

Good News - Flirty

The Mademoiselle - Smut

The Mademoiselle P2 - Smutty

The Mademoiselle P3 - Adorable

Just The Three Of Us - Smut

Idiot - Adorable

Just Breathe With Me - Sweet

The Best Way To Start The Day - Smut

Favourite Patient - Sweet

What Are You Doing Here!? - Sweet

Please - Sad

It's Dr Dawkins - Sweet

The Event - Smut

Married Woman - Flirty

I'm Listening - Sweet

Britches - Flirty

I Dare You - Funny

I Date You P2 - Smut

I Dare You P3 - Smut

The Magic Of Men - Smutty

Book Dragon - Sweet

Young Love - Sweet

Young Love P2 - Smut

Young Love P3 - Smut

Sugar - Sweet

Little Sister - Sweet

Little Sister P2 - Sweet

Worship My God - SMUT

Future - Sad

Future P2 - Dark

What Is The Meaning Of This! - Smutty

My Mistake To Make - Angry

Blue Bow - Smut

Battle Scars - Sweet

Doctor! Doctor! - Flirty

Doctor! Doctor! P2 - Smut

Kitten - Cute

Words Swirl On The Page - Sweet

Across The Courtyard - Smut

Good Morning - Smut

Charming - Sexy

[the-fiction-witch]

Duty

Media - Game Of Thrones Character - jojen Reed Couple - Jojen X Reader Reader - Y/n Stark (Red hair fitting book descriptions) Rating - Sad / Dramatic + Smut Word Count - 3185

I remember feeling as though I had been frozen solid, every inch of me shivering uncontrollably. I was wearing the most exquisite gown, made of a luxurious grey fabric that was woven with delicate threads of silver. The gown's cloak was a masterpiece, embroidered with bright red leaves that represented the heart tree and the old gods of Winterfell, in honour of my father and the Starks. The branches of blue, symbolizing the rivers and streams of Riverrun, were a tribute to my mother and the Tullys. The cloak gracefully fell into the midst of the northern snowstorm.

The intricate braids and knots weaved throughout my red hair were adorned with tiny iron beads. Additionally, a stunning crown of blue winter roses sat delicately atop my head. As the snowflakes began to fall and float around me as if the world had stopped just for me.

I stood there, my hands began to tremble. It was a moment that I knew I would never forget. My father took my hand in his my skin felt the chill of his leather glove and the fur of his cloak, I didn't turn to look at him afraid if I did my face would simply give me away.

I didn't want this, not in the slightest. But I understood my duty to my family. So I did as my parents asked even if it broke me. My father began to lead me through the snowy godswood for a moment my feet refused to move, my father sighed a moment before his hand graced my cheek forcing me to see his war-torn face, my Y/e/C eyes stared up at him and suddenly I felt like a little girl asking to go up on his shoulders one last time. His eyes were weary and tired and suddenly I felt so spoilt, so childish. I tipped my head to bow to my lord father and a smile cracked across one side of his mouth, he pressed one final kiss to my forehead.

He then squeezed my hand and led me through the godswood.

My eyes were transfixed on the horizon as the sun began to set. The sky was a canvas of colors, with hues of orange and purple that blended seamlessly together, creating a breathtaking sight. The clouds appeared as if they were lit on fire by dragons, with the colours of the sky reflecting upon them and casting a warm glow. The snow clouds seemed to be dancing in the wind as if they were alive and celebrating. The ground was covered in weeks' worth of snow the ground below was frozen as hard as stone. The godswood filled with those I had known all my life in Winterfell, the path I walked with my father lined by staff and lords I had almost known like family all of them in their dark clothes and furs to keep out the cold each of them held a torch to fight away the night. I walked without a word, without a thought knowing if I started thinking about anything I would begin to cry.

My eyes caught the visiting royals the king and his family, they all seemed to look uninterested in the proceedings the younger children bored and shivering in the cold. The king however looked at me with a distance to his eyes but a smile on his lips, I had always thought of him as an uncle so I dipped my knees as I passed them and he nodded his head to me.

As we walked on I was met by my family and I tried not to cry, to do my best to save face for them, My eyes first met my bastard brother Jon who gave me a faint smile, trying to cheer me up. Then my older brother Rob who looked angry almost avoiding my eyes, was against all of this though I was still a child and far too young for all of this. My sister Sansa looked at me with sisterly joy but also a side eye, jealous of my dress and of my wedding in the godswoods as she would be married in the sept in Kings landing in a few years. My sister Arya looked up at me almost confused, seemingly angry but I knew why she didn't want this fate for me or herself even if I'm sure one day she may learn to accept the duty of a lady as I did. My brother Bran looked at me with a tremble to him he was old enough to understand these things to an extent and he knew there was nothing either of us could do to prevent it. And little Rickon stood crying into my mother's skirt, he was not old enough to understand all he knew was that I would be leaving and there was a good chance… he might never see me again, or if he did it would be years between visits.

As I passed him I tussled his hair trying to cheer him up even if I felt like crying myself.

Before I could take my hand away my mother took it in hers, and our eyes met. And for a moment there were a thousand words between us, we had so rarely seen eye to eye on anything in this life but for a moment it was as if we had always agreed. She squeezed my hand and pressed a small kiss to it, she curtsied to me slightly before she let me go. I did so back and continued the walk the tree now all of my view with its snow-white branches, blood-red leaves, and the face with eyes that seemed to watch my every move.

Beside the tree stood my betrothal, the boy I had known I was to marry since the moment I was born, neither of us had a choice, an opinion or an option in this matter. It had been decided far above our heads, but it is our duty whether we like it or not.

My father squeezed my hand and handed it over to this boy, I froze up feeling the warmth of his skin, and for the first time, I looked at him.

He was taller than me, with a short mess of blonde and brown hair, he had a youthful face and brown eyes, he wore clothes of marshy green and black a cloak of fabric leaves and moss as if a creature of the mud that had crawled out moments before our wedding.

Without another word our wedding began, I felt like crying but I had no choice, our hands were bound and the words were spoken.

"I- I take this woman," he nodded his voice sounded sweet,

"I take this man," I forced the words from my lips,

We knelt in the cold snow and I bowed my head low trying to hide my shivering tears, moments later we rise we met eyes again and he seemed somewhat remorseful, he pulled my cloak from me and left me for a few moments to shiver before it was replaced with another, the marriage cloak woven with the signs of both our families a true fabric of our union. A link in the tree branches between the Starks and Reeds.

Applause erupted from the godswood. But I Had never felt so alone. I felt as if everything I knew had been taken from me, all the history of my family now seemed like memories, knowing I was not a Stark. Not anymore. I was Wife to a Reed, I would be Lady of Greywater and the marshes, my children Reed's blood of moss and mud.

But I pushed such thoughts away and just did my duty, he looked at me nervously and fearfully as unsure about the future as I was, but I think his concerns were of a closer future as his hands trembled and shivered, his lips opened and his voice made a sound of confusion and concern before he finally moved his hands first went to my waist and he tried to lift me over his shoulder however that wasn't going to happened he was not strong enough to even get me off the floor, the second try he attempted to grab me from under my thighs wrapping both his arms there and trying to lift me up which did work but he soon dropped me again before we even took a step his hands, unfortunately, snapping away given as I fell his hands went from under my thighs to my ass

"sorry." He quickly said,

I could hear people snickering and holding back their laughter,

"Just lift her boy!" The king yelled, causing many to break their laughs,

I sighed and took his hands helping him putting one hand on my waist and the other under my knees, he nodded and quickly lifted me into his arms, he let out a breath as he held me his arms already trembling as everyone began to applaud and celebrate.

Jojen quickly walked through the snow, rushing as he was struggling to hold me in his arms. And the moment we got inside he dropped me down again.

The feast went off nicely people often came to give us sweet words and gifts I did most of the thanking and such and Jojen merely sat without much of a word. Often I watched our fathers, both our fathers and the king sat at a table sharing ale and wine talking of their days as boys together like brothers and how they thought side by side in the rebellion. It occurred to me that, the rebellion sparked many things in this world, how much of the course of events was forever changed by it. Without it, Robert wouldn't be king, without it families and alliances would be different, and without it, Jojen may never have married. Our union was placed on the table after their war, the idea to join the families together so they may be as true brothers. At first, it was planned for the king to marry my aunt but such things were not to be.

The deal now stood that Howland Reed's son Jojen and I a daughter of Ned Stark would be married, in a few years once both were of age My sister Sansa would marry King Roberts's son Joffery. And the plan was that our children would in some way be joined depending on how the genetics fall and the world at the time.

As the night grew later my concerns only grew more intense. I knew what tonight would bring and I was getting scared.

"It is time, for the newlyweds to head their way to bed." The king laughed very drunk as he raised his glass, the hall erupted with cheers as all knew what was to come next. "Now for the final question, shall the newlyweds walk to their bed or shall they be carried?!" he laughed and more cheers erupted, I looked to my father and I pleaded with him but he knew there was little he could do if the king demanded it, I looked to my mother to plead but she was busy with my younger siblings who all wanted to get to bed, so in my desperation, I looked to Jojen. To my new husband. And I pleaded with him.

"Jojen, please."

He met my eyes and he nodded, he stood up and adjusted his clothes, "I- I thank you my king for your aim to savour in tradition… However I- I would like to… engage in such joys myself."

"Good boy!" Howland cheered,

Many were disappointed but I was thrilled, jojen offered his hand so I took it and we said goodnight before we sheepishly left the hall.

I sat on my bed trembling nervously, I wore my nightie as I sat on the bed waiting knowing what was to happen, Jojen changed and came over in only a pair of dark green leather pants laced up tightly.

"Ughhhh hi…" he spoke up,

"Hello," I tried to smile,

"So… we need to uhhh…"

"Yes, it is our wedding night. I will do my duty to you Jojen."

He nodded, "Our duty," he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Let's just get this over with."

I nodded and did my best not to cry, he leaned over me his hands on the bed as I laid down on my back, he loomed over me for a moment our eyes unable to move from one another. We both trembled and shivered. His hands move to the hem of my nightie sliding his hands across my skin as he pushes it up until it reaches my mid-thigh and he stops and gets off the bed pacing around the chamber.

"what is it?"

"I- Forgive me my lady but I-"

"Jojen," I began taking his hand and softly pulling him to sit beside me on the bed, "I am your bride, please… what is wrong?"

"I- I feel like I can't do this."

"Why not?"

"I know, I must do my duty to you. To be your husband and be an honour to our families I- I simply feel as if I am incapable of doing so."

"I see." I nodded, "Is it… me?"

"No! No no no!" He said squeezing my hand, "It is not you, Y/n, it's me it's anxiously me. You are very sweet, and you've been very kind, and you are very, beautiful it is not that I feel incapable of doing my duty to you… because of you."

"Then, is it… your preference?"

"my preference?"

"Well… when at a feast, there are those who most enjoy roast duck, and there are others who most enjoy roast pig. I enjoy roast pig, but most men greatly enjoy roast duck… but do you perhaps prefer roast pig? as I do?" I asked delicately,

"I… I do not have a preference" he said, "I think it's simply that I… have not tried anything at the feast."

"Ohh I see," I nodded, "I must be honest, neither have I. I have not tried anything at the feast however I know my preference is for roast pig even without trying the duck."

he nodded, "I uhh I do admit the duck seems most preferred to me too even without trying it,"

"Is it then… that you, simply are not hungry? to have never sampled anything of the feast?"

"No. No, I uhhh I am… very much… Hungry." He nodded,

"As am I." I nodded, "Then what is it?"

"It is simply never having… tried anything." he explained, "My father insisted given my betrothal to you that… such things could not be tried. So… this is my…"

"I understand," I nodded, "You do… know how the act is done?"

"I… I know. just… a bit nervous to us do so."

"I admit, I am nervous too Jojen."

"I uhhh… I don't want to hurt you."

"You must do your duty," I nodded, "as I must do mine."

He nodded and helped me to lay back down, he leaned over me and I could see how scared he was, but I imagined I didn't look much better.

"Please Forgive me, Y/n…" he whispered,

I nodded and he very quickly pushed my nightie up to my waist, his hands trembled as he unlaced his trousers, I didn't look I just stared at the stone ceiling and opened my legs, he took himself in his hand and tried for a good minute or two to make himself hard but it wasn't really working, causing him to grunt a little in frustration.

"Here. I'll help." I sat up a little and replaced his hand, immediately I panicked… ohh no. That's uhh bigger than I expected. But I did my best to smile and stroke him gently with my hand which seemed to get him hard enough,

"Thank you, Y/n,"

"You're welcome," I blushed laying back down,

he moved closer before he began to guide himself in, I did my best not to say anything given how much it hurt, he had to stop halfway to pull out and spit on himself for some kind of lubrication which when he went back in made it hurt much less, he began to move without a word and I did my best not to think about it much at first, it was strange and painful and awkward I knew I was bleeding as he took my maidenhead, in my mind I merely kept thinking that this was my duty. It's all it was just duty as his bride. That this will be my life until I push out an heir.

Slowly I became content with this as the pain slowly faded as I got more used to it,

"I- I'm not sure how much longer Y/n -"

"It's okay," I nodded,

"Are you sure? You don't seem… happy… or comfortable… I'll stop if you-"

"No, no we… must do our duty,"

"We must…" He nodded, "But… I do not want to be cruel Y/n."

He gently helped me to wrap my legs around his waist letting us move at a slightly new angle and I admit it felt a little better, he moved a hand down to rub on my clit softly with made my eyes wide and I gasped,

"Oh…"

"That okay?"

"Yes…" I nodded, "How uhh how do you-"

"I uhhh… I listen to a lot of the lords in the neck talk about stuff like this."

"Good you listened then," I chuckled,

He did too and got a little faster the bed creaking under us I struggled not to make any noise as it became somewhat enjoyable and pleasurable until he suddenly bit my neck and his hips stopped I felt the strange sensation of his seed filling me for a few seconds before he pulled back from my neck gasping hard, "Uhhh I uhh sorry I-"

"It's okay," I nodded,

He nodded and pulled out laying down beside me, for a moment we lay in silence until he spoke. "our duty is done for tonight,"

"It is." I nodded, "For tonight, I shall continue to do my duty until I can provide you an heir."

"…thank you, Y/n, I know this… isn't what either of us really wanted but, I swear I will do my best to be a good husband to you,"

"Thank you Jojen, I will do the same in turn."

"I admit… I am excited to have a child with you,"

I blushed a little, "I admit, I think it will be sweet,"

"Do you think… you could ever learn to love me?"

"I am sure I could," I nodded stroking his cheek and connecting our lips, his eyes went wide a moment before he melted into the kiss and began to kiss me back, we kissed sweetly and softly for a good while until he wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed himself closer, his hand slipped down to tap on my hip, I nodded and he moved back to being ontop of me he squeezed my thighs as he wrapped them around his waist once more…

[the-fiction-witch]

Dragon Ride

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Jacaerys Velaryon Couple - Jacaerys X Reader Reader - Y/n (Betrothal) Rating - Smut Word Count - 1161

Notes - Reader is presented as being younger then jace and more childish however is still of age (Just wanted to clarify cause she is very cutesy didn't want anyone to be mad)

Jacaerys snuck himself through the corridors of DragonStone, once he reached the door to his betrothal's chamber. He knocked on the door tapping the secret knock well-known between the two. The taps then return finishing the secret knock and a smile cracks across his lips, he opens the door and sneaks inside her chamber. 

He quickly ushered himself inside the dragon stone chamber seeing its dark walls, dragon carvings, and rugs against the stone floor and the fire burning bright. Beyond the windows, the storm raged as was common on Dragonstone. 

"Y/n?" he cooed, 

Y/n perked up and began to giggle she jumped from her little red pillow by the fire "Jace!" she fixed her thin blue velvet dress that she had hemmed around her knees leaving her legs exposed. She bolted over her hair bouncing along with her as she did, she ran over and hugged him tightly, "Jace!"

"Hi y/n," he chuckled down at his sweet little betrothal, 

"You come for a visit?"

"Yeah, a nice long visit. Nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon."

"So you can stay?"

"I can stay as long as you like me to."

"Yay!" she jumped up and down excitedly, 

"So what do you wanna do little lady? Books? cuddles by the fire? watch the storm?"

"Dragon ride!"

"A dragon ride?"

"Mhm," she nodded excitedly giving me big pleading eyes, 

"We can't go ride on Vermax during a storm Y/n you know he doesn't like the rain."

"I know, I don't wanna ride on Vermax today."

"oh? - OH! You wanna play dragon ride?"

"Mhm," she nodded bouncing with excitement, 

"Well... I could be convinced."

"Kisses?"

"Kisses? Kisses for dragon rides?"

"Mhm,"

"I think that is a very good trade-off." he smiled kissing her forehead, "Where shall we dragon ride today then?"

"On the bed!" she giggled, 

"Of course go on then," He smiled letting her take his hand and drag him to her bed, 

She giggled the whole way as she bounced across the room and dragged him with her to the bed, he smirked and unbuttoned his doublet and jacket tossing them onto the side of the bed, he laid down on the bed, leaning on his elbows and relaxing for a second a smirk crawling across his lips. He shuffled back a little to be fully on her bed and he smiled at her as she stood bouncing on her toes with excitement,

"Dragon ride?" she asked,

"Yeah, if you want to," he smirked to her,

"Yay!" she giggled climbing onto the bed with him she sat down so her knees were on either side of his hips, sitting herself on his crotch, letting her velvet dress flutter around them so her bare legs sat against his trousers, she fixes her hair a little as she sits comfortably with a happy smile. 

He smirked and growled at her like a dragon giving her jaw small kisses, she giggled and set her hands on his shoulders. 

"Fly!" she giggled as he body began to bounce up and down on him, her hips moving back and forth on him as if she was riding with only his leather trousers between them, 

Jace began to gasp and struggle to keep composure his hands gripping the sheets tightly as he bit his lip hard watching her rub and grind her hips on him as she bounced up and down with her innocent smile, he was already enjoying her like this. The feeling of her thighs against his own, her hips bouncing on his, as well as the sight of her over him like this with her cleavage bouncing with her, his mind often drifted to the days they will soon have once married, and he thinks of her riding him like this every night but without the clothes between them, "Ughh... Y/n..." He groans throwing his head back and keeping his bottom lip between his teeth as he feels himself get hard for her, his bulge now making itself known through his pants, "Just a little..." He grumbled putting his hand on her waist his arm wrapped around her back moving her just a little forward so that as she bounced and rubbed her hips she was right on his hard erection, "Ughhhh! Yes... Right there."

"I can keep going?" She giggled as she got even faster,

"Ummmm!" he grits his teeth, "You go as long as you like my little dragon rider," He groaned, "Ughh!"

"You always like playing dragon ride with me Jace!" she giggled,

"I do. I do... Uhh you can play every day once we're married,"

"I can!"

"Umm you can my little dragon rider," He smirked kissing her neck, making her giggle. He adored how much power this gave him over his sweet betrothal, she's so innocent and so naive she thought this was merely a game, not the satisfying experience Jacaery's thought it was.

"Jace that tickles!" she whines,

"Come on, just a few little tickly kisses and you can ride all night on me," He moans in her ear, 

"Really!" she giggled,

"Mhm," He mumbled between kisses on her jaw, "Ughh! slow down a little,"

"But Jace!" she pouts,

"I know, I know, you wanna ride fast," he gasped, "but if you go too fast my little dragon rider. then your dragon's going to be too tired for you to ride on," 

"Ohhh but Jace... Please," She whines,

"Okay, fine. as fast as you want but your dragon might have to have a rest after," he told her,

"cuddles after?" she giggled,

"Lots of cuddles after," He cooed kissing her neck sweetly, 

She happily got faster and faster causing the bed to squeak and creak under them, jace kept his bottom lip between his teeth his head thrown back trying not to moan as he watched her, feeling stiff and aching with desire for what he knew would not be far off he could feel himself getting close as his groans get louder, until he grabbed her neck and pulled her so their lips met and he reached his orgasm his hips bucking up towards her own, his body trembling, his moans muffled by their kiss, his fingers trail into her hair, his eyes squeeze shut, as his seed sputtered out dampening his trousers, 

Once over he flops down on his back against her bed and sits staring at the stone ceiling gasping for a few moments, while y/n sits still on him giggling to herself, he catches the sound of her giggles and he glances at her, a smile crawling across his lips, his fingers stroke her cheek and she holds his hand kissing his palm, 

"No more dragon rides today?" she pouts, 

"Not for a little while my little dragon rider," He gasps,

"Aww okay, cuddles?"

"Cuddles," he nodded,

She nodded and laid down beside him laying her head close to his own, he wrapped his arms around her and she happily set her hands on his chest they shared some sweet kisses, "Jace?"

"Umm? yes Y/n?"

"I can't wait till we're married." she giggled,

"Aww I can't wait till we get married either," he smiled giving her lips a soft gentle kiss, 

[the-fiction-witch]

The Rat P2

Media - The Maze Runner Series Character - Newt Couple - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - cute + Sad Word Count - 2631

Part One

I sat on the bus, holding Y/n close to me. Her head was resting on my chest, and her legs were over mine. I wanted to let her have more room, but we were short on space. I knew she must have been uncomfortable after being locked up in that cell for who knows how long, especially with our little one. I just wanted her to be as comfortable as possible. As I held her close in my arms, I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and comfort. Her soft Y/h/C hair, which had grown long and unkempt during her months of confinement, was now in my hands. I took my time, slowly running my fingers through her hair, gently untangling the knots and matting that had formed.

With each stroke, I could sense her body relaxing, as if the simple act of being cared for and tended to be enough to soothe her soul. It was a moment of tenderness and intimacy that I will always cherish. As I leaned down to kiss her forehead, I could feel the warmth of her skin and the softness of her hair. She looked so peaceful, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath. It was a long bus ride, and almost everyone else was asleep, except for Frypan who was focused on the road ahead. Thomas, on the other hand, was wide awake and buried in the phone, scrolling through the countless conversations they had had with Teresa. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking as he read through each message, his face scrunched up in concentration. The hum of the bus engine and the occasional sound of someone shifting in their seat were the only sounds that filled the air. It was a moment of quiet reflection, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for the stillness, even amidst the chaos of our journey.

"You okay?" I asked,

"...Yeah," he nodded flipping the phone closed, "I just... feel like such a dick,"

"You didn't know Tommy," I told him,

"I imagine you feel like shit too?"

"Ohh you have no idea... how much of a dick I feel, I didn't believe my own girlfriend. I let them take her away. I didn't believe her, I thought she betrayed us, thought of her as a rat. The woman I love. I let them drag my pregnant girlfriend away screaming and crying thinking she betrayed us. I feel like an utter asshole."

"Yeah, I am so sorry for how I treated her. And for accusing you."

"It's okay Tommy," I nodded,

"I can't believe I never noticed." He sighed, "All this time, she was telling them everything."

"I don't get why, why would she sell us out like that? Why throw Y/n under the bus?"

"Teresa doesn't like her, never has."

"There a reason?"

"I think... differing opinions and mentalities." He chuckled, "Y/n has always been about making our life the best it can be, giving us the best future we can have."

"Even in the glade," I nodded, "She's always known that's what matters, those of us who are left, the price of one person is never worth it no matter what."

"Teresa is the greater good, that one person is worth the price if it buys something else." He sighed, "She would throw us all into the grinder if it would save that city. I just thought the girls didn't agree but I never thought Teresa would...."

"Neither did I." I sighed, "She ratted us out, to get us back in their clutches." I explained, "Let them know every plan just to let them pick us one one by one."

"She is going to get a talkin' too." He said putting the phone in his pocket,

"Can I watch?" I chuckled,

"Ohhh trust me it will be public,"

When he expressed his idea, I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. However, I didn't want to interrupt his train of thought, so I decided to remain silent and let him continue expressing his thoughts.

When we arrived back at the camp I kept Y/n close giving her tummy lots of little kisses, watching as Vince sorted places for the new kids.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her,

"I'm okay Newt," she nodded,

"You sure honey?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

"How's little baby?"

"kicking away,"

"Did they take care of baby while you were with them?"

"Sort of, had me on a lot of vitamins a lot of tests."

"Okay... can you tell me... what they did to you?"

"I don't want to talk about it Newt," She buried her head into my neck,

"You don't have to tell me, honey, It's okay. So long as you're safe now." I told her kissing her sweet little head, "I promise I will believe everything you tell me, I will never doubt you again for a moment, and I am going to take the best care of you." I told her kissing her tummy,

"Everything I say?" She giggled,

"Okay maybe not 'Everything', I do not believe you if you tell me the ocean is purple or you need to have bacon every day,"

"Awww," she pouted,

"Sorry honey I am not that foolish,"

"Fine," she giggled nuzzling up close,

"Do you... know about the baby?"

"At seven and a half months now, supposedly it's a little boy,"

"A little boy? Awwww!" I cooed, "Our little baby boy," I smiled kissing her stomach,

"TERESA!" Thomas yelled across the camp,

"Ooohh firework time." She giggled nuzzling into my neck as we got cosy and ready to watch,

"You! You were the rat!" He yelled as he walked up to her, of course, everyone came to gather and watch,

"Tom, what are you talking about?!" She protested,

"You were the rat! You've always been on their side!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are don't lie! You've been trying to convince us to turn around and go back, the moment we left."

"Yes, becuase this is not safe for us!"

"Safe! Safe!"

"There are cranks! There are insane men! There is so much out here none of us are safe out here! what sticking around in tents waiting for a rust bucket seems safe to you!" She yelled,

"Safer than with them!" He yelled, "They experimented on us! locked us in a maze! tried to drain us for some dumb cure for some old fart to live another two days! They tortured Y/n!"

she shivered and moved closer so I held Y/n even closer kissing her cheek,

"It's okay honey," I whispered,

"They didn't torture her! she's their daughter and their rat they never hurt her!"

"LOOK AT HER!" He yelled, "You say she isn't tortured!" He yelled, "But you're the rat!"

"I'm not!" She yelled,

"Yes, you are! I have your phone!" he pulled the phone from his pocket and immediately her face went pale and nervous,

"Wh- where did you get that?!"

"So you admit it's yours?!"

"It is my phone but where did you get it..."

"Newt found it!"

"Well, Y/n must have been using it,"

"No, she didn't it's your name in the conversation,"

"You can't prove It's me,"

"You're phone. You're name. You're conversation Teresa!" He yelled, "Admit it! You're the rat!"

"Fine! Yes, I am! We should go back thomas! there are so many people we could help if we just go back! All of us!"

"You want to sell us all out for them!" He screamed, "Fine you wanna go back to them GO!"

"We should all go thomas-"

"NO! We are staying here, anyone who wants to go back to wicked can go with you but we are staying here. You! Are not welcome here!"

"But thomas-"

"NOT Welcome here! GO!"

"Fine!" she yelled as she turned and headed to pack up her tent,

Thomas sighed and came to sit down with us,

"How are you feeling Tommy?" I asked,

"... Like... I did something good for once," He sighed,

"I think you did do something good, if she wants to go back to them let her go, You can do way better than a rat Tommy,"

"yeah... at least now we'll all be safer."

As I stood on the boat, I was deep into my work of welding with my torch and wearing a pair of protective goggles. I was concentrating so intensely that time seemed to pass by slowly. Suddenly, I heard someone calling out my name. It took me a moment to register before I realized it was Thomas. I quickly finished what I was doing, turned off the torch and safely put it down. I walked towards the edge of the boat, still wearing my goggles, and looked down to find Thomas standing at the bottom of the stairs. I removed my goggles and greeted him, curious as to what he needed from me.

"YEAH!"

"IT'S Y/n!"

"BABY!?"

"BABY!"

"COMING!" I yelled,

With an urgency that could not be ignored, we bolted down the stairs as if our lives depended on it. We both ran across the camp as fast as we could, our hearts pounding with fear and anticipation. When we finally made it to I and Y/n's tent, we burst inside to find her lying on the makeshift bed we had sorted for her given we needed the space for both us and her bump, surrounded by Sonya and Harriet, who were holding her close and whispering words of comfort to her.

As soon as we saw her, we could tell that she was in the throes of labour. Her face was contorted with pain, and her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps. Without hesitation, I rushed to her side, taking her hand in mine and kissing her forehead tenderly. At that moment, I felt a surge of love and protectiveness for this woman who was about to bring new life into the world.

"Are you okay honey?" I cooed,

"You think I'm okay!"

"That's fair," I nodded, "I'm here Y/n I promise you I am here," I told her kissing her sweet little face,

As she lay in the bed, writhing in pain, I held her hand tightly, trying to offer any comfort that I could. The sound of her screams reverberated through my chest, and my heart ached to see her in so much agony. I whispered words of encouragement and love, and planted soft kisses on her forehead, hoping that they would ease her discomfort.

Meanwhile, a stern-looking nurse who was Ex wicked but had come to the right arm came to help out, I felt grateful that she was there to take care of the medical aspects of the situation, as I didn't have the faintest clue about what was happening down there.

Suddenly, a loud noise overhead made us all jump. I felt a surge of panic in my chest, and Thomas, who had been pacing nervously outside, rushed out to investigate. A few moments later, he returned, looking relieved but also a little puzzled.

"Newt. We got a problem."

"Which is?"

"They're here."

"Now!"

"yeah..."

"...Shit," I sighed, "Y/n I promise honey I'll be right back okay," I told her kissing her sweetly before I headed out with thomas as the berg landed and out came Ava, Janson and Teresa.

"Tom-" she began,

"Nope." He snapped to her,

"Where's our daughter?" Janson demanded,

"She's kinda busy right now," I told him,

"Let us see her that's all we ask," Ava offered,

"She's busy." I snapped,

"Doing what!" Janson demanded,

"Giving birth!" I yelled, "To our baby so you can get back on your berg and fuck off!"

"She needs real medical attention," Teresa said,

"She's right, she needs real medicine she needs to come with us," Ava explained,

"Y/n is not going anywhere with you!" I told them, "Neither is our baby,"

"We swear we only want what is best for her-" Ava began,

"What is best for her is here. Away from you. That is what she wants to be here, with me."

"Hand her over!" Janson demanded,

"NO!" I yelled,

"Please... she is our daughter, we promise there will be a safe place for her, the baby and for you. Just do the right thing and come with us that is best for her and best for the baby."

"she may be your daughter, but you threw her into the maze, you tossed her away, you tortured her, you. Have. no. right. to see, hear, or be anywhere near our baby, after what you've done to her you think for a moment I would allow you near our baby."

"Give us our daughter!" Janson yelled as he grabbed a gun which he pointed at me but I grabbed my own and pointed it at him, "You think I won't shoot you after you knocked up my daughter,"

"You think I won't shoot you after you tortured the woman I love." I warn him, "You ripped me from my home, you tossed her away, you have tortured all of us, killed my friends, took away any sense of life worth that I had, You took the woman I love from me, you tormented her, and you kept my baby from me. You think for a moment I will let you destroy the only family I have in this world."

"It's the greater good the good of your child and Y/n!" Ava offered,

"...No. There is no greater good anymore, not after what it has already cost us." I told them, "I would let the world burn for her. I could very Very easily pull a trigger." I warn them,

"So could I," He warns,

"And you're keeping me from witnessing the birth of my son, and I am losing my patience." I warn, "So turn around and get back in your berg and fuck off."

"I've had enough of this!" Janson snapped but before even thinking about it I pulled the trigger and he dropped to the ground with half his head missing,

"I am not asking again. Get back in your berg and fuck off!" I demanded,

"Is this really your decision?" Ava asked,

"Yes, it is. And it's final."

"Very well." she nodded heading back into the berg,

"I'm sorry Tom..." Teresa said,

"You are not forgiven." He snapped to her,

She turned around and the two left in the berg, so I quickly gave him the gun,

"Anyone comes back again, shoot them," I told him,

"Understood," he nodded,

As I rushed back into the tent, my heart was racing with fear and anxiety. The sight that greeted me was one that filled me with overwhelming joy and tears. Y/n was lying in bed, her face pale and tired, with the little baby wrapped in her arms. It was a touching and heart-wrenching sight. The girls had left by the time I arrived, so I went over to the bed and sat down beside Y/n. I could see the exhaustion in her eyes as she looked at me, and I knew that she needed someone to be with her at that moment. I put my arm around her and whispered words of comfort, reassuring her that everything would be alright.

"Hi, how are you feeling honey?"

She glared at me,

"Fair enough, sorry." I nodded, "You're safe, you and our little one. You get some rest honey,"

"I need some rest," she nodded, "Thank you newt,"

"You're welcome,"

"You want to hold him?"

"Can I?"

"Of course you can." She smiled handing over our sweet baby boy, I cradled him in my arms, he was so small, so cute, with cute Y/e/C eyes like Y/n's and the little bits of blonde hair like my own,

"He's so perfect, our little baby,"

"Our little boy,"

"I love him already,"

"I do too,"

"ohh uhh, bad news... I shot your father,"

"Oh... I'm surprisingly not upset about that,"

"Good, we have enough to worry about." I chuckled giving the little boy's head a sweet kiss, "He's so beautiful," I cooed, "You have any more ideas about names?"

"I did have one,"

"Ohh?"

"little George,"

"Little George, I think that's perfect Y/n." I cooed kissing his little head and her sweet cheek, "I love you so so much,"

"I love you more," she cooed,

"You rest I'll look after George, I promise I am keeping you both safe for as long as I need to." 

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The Rat

Media - The Maze Runner Series Character - Newt Couple - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - Dark + Sad Word Count - 3116

I said goodnight the the boys and headed through the right arms camp, the sun slipping below the mountains, as I poked my head inside the tent. I couldn't hold back my smile, as I saw Y/n.

As I entered the room, I saw her lying on our bunk, all set for a good night's sleep. Her vibrantY/H/Chair was neatly tied up in a bun, and her face had a serene expression. She had changed into her nightwear and kicked off her trousers and boots, which were lying on the floor. She was wrapped up in a cosy blanket and had a soft pillow under her head. The room was dimly lit, and it felt peaceful and quiet.

Naaww she's so cute,

I kicked off my shoes, tossed my jacket and undid my trousers before climbing into the bed with her wrapping my arms around her waist and having a little bit of a fight to hug some blanket away from her.

"Hey! Honey!" I complained,

"I'm cold," She whines,

"I know, but if you let me in. I'll warm you up," I chuckled,

"Seems like a lie for more covers," she pouts,

"Humm you know all my plans, Y/n," I joked, "Come on, come here."

She turned to face me and nuzzled her cute little freckled nose into my chest so I held her as close as I could pressing a kiss to the rim of herY/H/Chair, "Hi honey,"

"Hi Newt,"

"You all ready for bed?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

"Okay, goodnight Y/n,"

"Goodnight Newt,"

We both shifted and got comfy for a while before we drifted away to sleep.

We both jolted a little as we woke up, the sounds of guns and shouting outside our tent, the sounds of bergs overhead. We both panicked and got dressed rushing out our went and finding everyone else.

"What the bloody hell is going on!" I yelled,

"Wicked!" Minho yelled,

I nodded and kept Y/n close to me as I grabbed a gun to defend myself, "Keep close okay?" I told her and she nodded holding me tightly,

We did our best but it wasn't long before we were captured, lined up like dogs ready to be taken or shot whichever they wanted to do to us, I held Y/n close holding her hand tight as we both trembled unsure of what our fate would be.

The berg landed and soon enough the door opened, revealing... THEM.

Janson and Ava stepped out into the dust and walked up and down our line to see who they had.

"Good, very good. Barely any losses," Janson smirked,

"How did you find us!" Thomas barked,

"We tracked you as far as the mountains until the magnetics screwed our system," Janson explained,

"and then we had some help..." Ava said as she stood in front of Y/n and I, "someone who always understood the greater good of our work,"

"What?" I froze up,

"what the hell are you talking about?" Y/n asked,

"Y/n.. you told them-" Teresa spoke up in shock,

"What no! I didn't! I would never work with THEM!" She complained,

"You- you rated us out... this whole time! we thought you were our friend!" Minho turned on her,

"I am! Minho you've known me for four years you know I wouldn't do this!" Y/n explained,

"A very good little rat kept us updated the whole way," Janson explained,

"NO! I didn't! I swear I didn't say anything to them!" she began to cry,

"Y/n! What the hell!" Frypan yelled,

"I didn't do it!" She whined, "You believe me don't you newt?" she held my hands her eyes pleading,

"Of course I do," I told her squeezing her hands,

"So you both ratted us out!" Thomas yelled,

"No!" She cried,

"Tommy, I swear to you I have not spoken a word to them," I told him,

"Then she ratted us out! on her own!" Minho yelled,

"I didn't I swear!" She cried,

"Don't go screaming accusations at her Minho," I warn,

"Why? you two got something to hide?" Fry asked,

"No! This is insane don't you trust me!"

"I trust you. It's her I don't trust," thomas explained,

"He has nothing to do with it." Janson explained, "Y/n was our only mole."

"Y/n..." I turned to her,

"I'm not I swear it!" she cried,

"You were their mole. All this time. we trusted you. and you were feeding them information to keep them on our tail." Teresa explained,

"It's true, she was our only mole. Said it would be best to get you all back home where you belong." Ava explained,

"newt! you know it's a lie! you're with me almost every day you know I don't talk to them!" She said,

"She spoke in secret usually early in the morning," Janson spoke up, "Updated us of your location. Made a deal. Your location, for a life where she could be safe. You and Newt wasn't it Y/n?"

"Y/n how could you!" Teresa began to cry into Thomas' chest, "She sold us out, just so she and Newt would be safe."

"Y/n... you-" I began,

"NO! I didn't I promise you knew I didn't! when would I, you're always with me,"

"Not always." I snapped moving away a moment, "Where have you been going... in the mornings?"

"Newt that has nothing to do with this..." she whispered,

"Then why not tell me? I love you, you know I do. but I wake up most days and you're not with me... so where are you going?"

"To talk to them!" Minho yelled,

"No! No! I- I've been..." She began,

"Talking to us. keeping us updated." Janson explained,

"No! I wasn't it's complicated-"

"Complicated,"

"I swear to you Newt I didn't say a word to them."

"It's her word against them, and they both say she did." Thomas explained, "And honestly I believe them 'cause how else would they know someone sold us out."

"It wasn't me I swear," She cried,

The emotions I felt were overwhelming. My heart ached with a deep pain that seemed to penetrate my very core. My soul was on fire, consumed by a mix of anger, disappointment, and betrayal. I struggled to come to terms with the fact that someone I trusted had done something so unforgivable.

She had betrayed us all. Despite her promises to keep us safe, she had sold out our friends in a moment of weakness. I couldn't understand how she could do something like this. We had all put our faith in her, and she had let us down in the worst way possible.

The worst part was that she was the girl I loved. The one I had trusted with my heart and soul. I wanted to believe that she was innocent, that there was some mistake, but deep down, I knew the truth. She had broken my trust, and it was going to take a long time to heal from this.

"I hope you are happy Y/n..." Teresa explained,

"I didn't you have to believe me!" she begged, "I... I keep leaving in the morning as I..."

"To let us all know," Ava nodded, "Our daughter has always appreciated the greater good."

"Daughter?" She gasped,

"Our daughter has always been close to us. Killed us to put you in the maze sweetie, but it had to be done. You knew it. we knew it. you've always been our good girl." Janson explained stroking her hair,

"No... No... I - I didn't know I was their daughter. I swear I didn't I am not a rat I promise!"

"And now we are going to take you all home," Ava explained,

"Over my dead body!" Minho yelled as he kicked Janson in the dick and the fighting began again,

"Get them on now!" Janson demanded as he forced Y/n towards the berg,

"Nooo! Please! I am not going with you!" She tried to argue, "Newt Please!" She cried,

I was in a state of confusion and disbelief as I watched everything unfold before my eyes. Y/n, my girlfriend, had been accused of betraying us to the wicked men who had attacked our camp. I didn't know how to help her, but I couldn't bear the thought of her betraying us. So, I stood with Thomas and the others as we faced off against the attackers. The fight was brutal, and unfortunately, we lost Minho, who was taken by wicked men. They also destroyed much of the camp and took Y/n with them.

Despite the accusations against Y/n, I still couldn't help but hear her screams and pleas echoing in my mind. I wanted to believe her when she said she didn't sell us out, but the question lingered in my mind - how else would they have found us? Why would they lie and say she did? It was then that I realized that it explained where she had been going every morning, but I still struggled to believe that my girlfriend would sell us all out, even if she had good intentions of giving us a safe life together. It was a difficult situation to come to terms with, and my mind was left in a state of turmoil, not sure what to believe.

I leaned against the table in the camp, as thomas threw things around the room in frustration, Teresa going to comfort him. Six months and yet another failed rescue attempt that only cost us more men. We lost Harriet to their clutches this time. We had lost so many in failed attempts, only thomas, Teresa, fry and I left now. With Jorge and Brenda of course too.

"Fuck!" He yelled, "How is this possible? they were right there waiting again! like they knew it was coming!"

"How the bloody hell do they always know..." I sighed, "I know you want Minho back but... it might be time to throw in the towel,"

"Newt's right we just keep losing the few we do have," Fry nodded,

"I know..." Thomas began,

"No we have to keep trying thomas, we have to," Teresa told him cuddling his arm,

There was silence for a moment,

"Yeah, it's like they already know..." Thomas began,

"How would they do that?" Fry spoke up,

"...Maybe... the rat never left," Teresa suggested,

"What..." I gasped,

"Newt." Thomas looked at me,

"Me!"

"They tracked us half away across the world, found us in the camp, and now they know our every attack before it happens!" He yelled at me, "Maybe a rat is feeding them,"

"me! You think I'm a mole! I'm your best friend!"

"Y/n was your girlfriend! and she sold us out! how do we know... all this time... you weren't on her side. made a deal with them, a better life for you and your girl, while the rest of us rot!"

"I would never!"

"Then how do they know!"

"I don't know!" I yelled back, "I'm going for a walk call me when you calm down." I told him,

before I took my coat and stormed out into the camp,

I climbed on top of the rocks and sat down, gazing over the camp and taking in the early morning light. It was the calm before the storm, and I wanted to enjoy it before everyone else woke up. However, my mind was racing with thoughts, and I couldn't shake them off.

I couldn't believe that he accused me of being a mole. After all that I had done for him, he still had doubts about my loyalty. I suppose I can't blame him, he thinks Y/n was and assumes we'd work together, which makes more sense than anything I can come up with. But I think The stress of the situation was getting to all of us, and it was starting to show. The tension was palpable, and I could feel it in the air.

Despite all the chaos, I couldn't help but think about Y/n. I missed her dearly - her hugs, her kisses, and her love. I still hear her screams in my mind, and I can't help but believe her. As time passes, my doubts grow stronger, and I need to see her again to ask her the truth. I know in my heart that she would never lie to me. But, the question remains, was she telling the truth?

It doesn't make sense to me that if Y/n was the mole, then how are they still finding out things now that she's gone? How do they know about our plans? It's all too confusing, and I can't help but feel like we're missing something crucial. The fate of our mission hangs in the balance, and we can't afford to make any mistakes.

As I was exploring my surroundings, I heard a strange fizzing noise that caught my attention. I was confused at first, but then I looked around and pushed on a nearby rock, which tumbled away to reveal something unexpected: an old black phone that was vibrating. I felt a sense of curiosity and decided to flip it open to see what was on it.

To my surprise, I saw a new message on the small, cracked screen that read: "Need New Info Call - What is the next move?" I couldn't resist the urge to find out more, so I started looking through the conversations and call logs on the phone.

As I scrolled through the contents, I couldn't believe my eyes. All of our information, including our plans and conversations, had been updated daily by someone who had been feeding it to Wicked. They were the mole, the rat, and had been working against us all along. They had been keeping track of everything, even updating it when plans changed. It was clear that they had been gathering information on us for a while.

I felt a mix of anger and betrayal as I processed this new discovery. This was a major setback for us, as we had been working hard to keep our plans a secret from Wicked. But now, it seemed that all of our efforts were in vain. We had to come up with a new plan, and fast, if we were going to stay one step ahead of the rat and protect ourselves from further harm.

But who's is this? I scrolled back further and further until I found it... the messages that confirmed it all.

Y/n... Y/n was never the rat.

But she was the scapegoat.

Teresa! was the rat!

Teresa has been planning with them since our escape... planning to get us all back, feeding them our whereabouts, and then when it came time for the pickup, she asked them to make it seem like Y/n was the rat so that thomas would still trust her enough to get the cure from his blood. She planned for us all to be taken that day!

And ever since has been feeding them our plans to pick us off one by one...

... Y/n didn't lie.

Y/n was innocent.

I turned on the woman I love.

I betrayed her.

I didn't believe her.

I left her to their mercy.

I began to cry thinking of the monster I had been to the woman I love when she had been innocent this whole time.

"Y/n.... I- I'm so sorry honey," I cried,

I headed down with the phone in hand as my evidence ready to confront thomas and tell him the truth. But I found him and Fry getting a car loaded,

"what's going on?"

"We are going to the last city. to get Minho and the others out before the boat leaves," Thomas explained, "I- I am sorry for snapping newt your right we need to stay together, there is no rat I'm just being crazy."

"No, thomas I -"

"Come on, we need you with us."

"Is... Teresa coming?"

"No, I told her to stay here in camp she wasn't happy but I thought it was best for her."

I nodded and was about to speak but Teresa came through so I did the phone as she kissed thomas.

I bit my tounge and simply went with them, making sure there was no way she could find out our plans, and I had her phone keeping it with me for the perfect moment.

I know the others didn't want to, but I wasn't leaving without Y/n, Thomas went for Minho so I broke away and went for Y/n, and I found her locked in a cell.

I forced open the door and saw her lying on the floor, herY/H/Chair messy and cut short, her skin bruised and bloody. She looked so broken they had tortured her, tormented her, all to keep her in these cells and keep her quiet. I felt so happy to see her but like crying for all I had done to her, maybe if I had stood up for her... poor thing wouldn't be here, she'd still be in my arms where she belongs, and I collapsed to my knees as I saw her stomach.

"Y/n... Honey. I'm so sorry..." I cried,

"Ne- Newt." she croaked,

"I know it wasn't you, I am so so sorry I didn't believe you, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm so sorry I didn't stand up for you. Please can you ever forgive me?" I begged holding her sweet face,

"Of course I forgive you, it was all-"

"Teresa. I know. She framed you. I'm so sorry it took me so long to see it. What... what's this?" I let my hand slip to her stomach,

"I was leaving in the mornings... becuase of morning sickness... Newt... I"

"You're pregnant?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

"Ohh my god- I'm so so sorry honey, I'm so sorry for not believing you. I'm sorry you ended up here. but I am getting you out of her. You and our sweet little baby. I promise. I don't care about your daughter, you're the woman I love. And I will keep you safe and protect you I promise I love you so much."

"I love you too newt."

We shared a sweet kiss and I helped her to her feet even if she was in a lot of pain. We got to the bus under the building, loaded with every immune we could get out as well as everyone who had been taken.

"why is she here?" Thomas asked,

"I know you don't trust her. But I think you will. Once you read these." I handed over the phone still with them constantly asking for information, he looked it over and saw everything I had,

"Oh my god she- she - Y/n I- I'm so sorry I-"

"It's okay thomas. she's very convincing." she nodded,

"I am so sorry for what happened." He hugged her, "You are coming with us. I promise."

"Thank you, Tommy," I nodded, We got a seat and I kept Y/n in my arms kissing every one of her bruises and stroking her bump as we escaped. "I am so sorry for not trusting you honey,"

"It's okay, you came back for me. I forgive you Newt I promise. I still love you endlessly,"

"I love you too. You... and this little one,"

"Our little one."

"Yeah, our little one." I smiled,

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Jacob Portman Masterluist

Shower - Smut

Easy to See - Smut

Stocking - Sweet

Damp - Cute

Cake - Smutty

5000 Miles - Adorable

NSFW

The Giant Pumpkin - Sweet

So Cold - Sweet

ice and Snow - Sweet

December in Florida - Sweet

You Comin' - Smutty

Tell me A Story - Adorable

Mistress of Nightmares - Smut

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The Masterlist of Masterlists

Benny Watts (The Queens Gambit) - No.1 & No.2

Jack Dawkins (The Artful Dodger) - No.1 & No.2

Donald (Death Of A Superhero) - HERE

Daemon Targaryen - HERE

Jacaerys (Jace) Verlaryon - HERE

Jerome Clarke (House Of Anubis) - HERE

Lancel Lannister (Game Of Thrones) - HERE

The 11th Doctor (Doctor Who) - HERE

Jacob Portman (MPHFPC) - HERE

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Benny Watts Masterlist NO.2

Show Off - Flirty

Show Off P2 - Smut

Little Place - Sweet

Hi Benny - Flirty

Princess Daddy - Adorable

Not A Word - Smut

Mrs Watts - Sweet

Mrs Watts P2 - Flirty

Mrs Watts P3 - Flirty

Letters to Apartment 64D - smut

Letters to Apartment 64D P2 - Adorable

Letters to Apartment 64D P3 - Adorable

King Of Hearts - Flirty

Queen of Diamonds - Flirty

Gothic Chess Mausoleum - Cute

Greatest Fear - Sweet

Excuse me - Smut

Mine - Smut

Cheater - Smut

The Girl Upstairs - Smut

Love in Separation - Sweet

Love In Separation P2 - Sweet

Moscow Snow - SMUT

Relax - Smut

The Girl In The Black Dress - Cute

Pew pew - Flirty

Comfortable - Sweet

Sweetheart - Smut

Agent Y/L/N - Flirty

Agent Y/L/N P2 - Sweet

Agent Y/L/N P3 - Sweet

Love you Too Hun - Steamy

The Visitor - Flirty

The Visitor P2 - Sweet

Bratty Princess - Smut

Voice of an Angel - Sweet

Baby mama - Sweet

Baby mama P2 - Sweet

Baby mama P3 - sweet

Over The Phone - Steamy

You Loose Princess - Flirty

mademoiselle - flirty

You Always Know - Sweet

Dirty habbit - Sweet

Slabs - Spooky

thumper - Cute

Shut up - Smut

laundry - Flirty

Feelings - Smut

Formalities - Smut

Care - Sweet

Reading - Smut

outfit - sweet

mummy & Daddy - SMUT

We're A Family - Smut

We're A Family P2 - Sweet

The Chess Boy - Flirty

Passenger Princess - Smut

behave yourself Benjamin - Smut

The Cost of The Crown - Flirty

The Cost of The Crown P2 - Spooky

Family - DARk

The Agency - Sweet

Red And Blue - Dark

The Girl - DARK + Spooky

Redhead - Smutty

Five - Cute

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Benny Watts Masterlist NO.1

PSR (Pre Show Release)

When Benny's Away P1 - Flirty

When Benny's Away P2 - Smut

House Sitting - Smut

Baby - Smut

Pissed - Smut

Pissed P2 - Sad AF

Drawn Hearts - Flirty

ASR (After Show Release)

Ringing - Suggestive

Quit it - Smut

Sugar - Smut

Lovely Tag

Morning In New York - Smut

Hey Babydoll - Smutty

Urges - Smut

Urges P2 - Smut

Urges P3 - Smut

Urges P4 - Smut

Scream - Flirty

Marks - smutty

I don't need your help - Fluffy

I Don't need your help P2 - Adorable

News? - Flirty

Reporter - Flirty

Reporter - Smut

Lucky Day - cute

Eyes - Sweet

I Hate You - Flirty

I Hate You P2 - Funny

I Hate You P3 - Sexy

Good Morning - Smut

Strip Poker - Smut

Sleepy - Smut

My Child - Adorable

It has it's Uses Princess - Flirty

It has it's Uses princess P2 - Smut

It has it's Uses princess P3 - Smut

It has it's uses Princess P4 - Smut

It has its uses princess P5 - Smut

I am not the man for this - Cute

Warn - Cute

Big Daddies Daughter - Sexy

Big Daddies Daughter P2 - Sweet

Big Daddies Daughter P3 - Sweet

Big Daddies Daughter P4 - Dark

Big Daddies Daughter P5 - Dark

Christmas In NYC - Sweet

Forget It - Smut

Meow - Smut

Meow P2 - Smut

Meow P3 - Smut

Go Study Benny - Flirty

Dolls - Flirty

Honeypie - Smut

To New York - Sweet

I Like Boys Too - Smut

I Like Boys Too p2 - Smut

Watts - Sweet

I've Missed you - sweet

NSFW 100

Don't Distract the Driver - Smut

A Kid - Flirty

A Kid P2 - Flirty

A Kid P3 - Cute

Pregnant Lady - Sweet

Grumpy Little Bunny - Flirty

Grumpy Little Bunny P2 - Sexy

Love You - Smut

Deal - flirty

Books - flirty

Daddy - Funny

Daddy P2 - Adorable

I'm Sleeping - Smut

My baby! - Flirty

Love Isn't - Cute

Pinch - Flirty

Drunk Visits - Flirty

No Y/n - Flirty

hello Benny - Smut

Hi beth - Flirty

Misstress - Smut

what is Benny Watts Scared of? - Spooky

Code 103 - Sexy

Shave - Flirty

Mr Watts - Cute

Mr Watts P2 - Sexy

Mr Watts P3 - Smutty

Mr Watts P4 - Smut

Benny The BunnySitter - Smut

Benny the BunnySitter P2 - Funny

Benny The BunnySitter P3 - Sexy

Christmas Tree - Sweet

Cuddle - Adorable

Disscussion - Sweet

Happy To Be Home - Sweet

Somewhere That's Green - Sexy

Somewhere That's Green P2 - Flirty

99 questions

Friendly - Flirty

Tickle - Sweet

[the-fiction-witch]

Missed

Media - Bright Star Character - Samuel Brawne Couple - Samuiel X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - Cute Word Count - 386

I sat in my study Violin in hand making notes to do some composing, The gentle sun rays glide across the room and the curtains softly flutter with the breeze from the open door to the garden letting in the sweet scent of the grass and the flowers. It's nice being home again. I stopped a moment and set down my violin as I could hear a strange sound, a gentle ringing.

"What the?" I got up and looked out the patio door into the garden trying to see if perhaps it was the wind chime or something, but I found the source quickly,

The little road beside the house was empty but a single bike was being ridden at great speed the small bell on the bike tolling over and over, the rider was Y/n in her little blue dress with her hair pinned up. She rode at a great speed until she reached the garden gate where she set her bike and hitched her dress up and bolted over the gate and across the garden,

"Samuel! Samuel! Sam! Sam!" She yelled,

"Hello Y/n, what brings you over in such a hurry?"

As soon as she got close to me she clamped her arms around me and squeezed me burrowing her head into my chest,

"Y/n… honey… sweetie… I need to breathe…" I gasped trying to pry her arms off me,

"No! Only hugs."

"Y/n please…"

"But I missed you,"

"I missed you too sweetie but I was only gone two days,"

"Forty-eight whole hours!"

"Awww I know, well I'm back now."

"Mhm, so cuddles?"

"Alright come on," I chuckled having to do wide steps to move us both as she still refused to let go, until we sat down on the couch of my study and I met her soft hair, "There, happy now?"

"Very happy," she kicked her feet excitedly

"I'm glad," I smiled, "You know I missed you very much,"

"I always miss you," she giggled, "For an hour or a week I shall miss you,"

"You are too cute," I cooed kissing her head, "You want some tea?"

"No, just cuddles Samuel."

"Awww, okay sweetie, you cuddle up and enjoy my arms and my chest for as long as you like." I smiled,

"Yay!" she giggled burrowing herself into my chest, "I love you,"

"Love you too sweetie," I cooed,