jooheon (monstax) + you (reader) word count: 7,233 warnings: i have no excuse for this flithy, graphic smut (that includes but is not limited to thigh riding, breath play, mild degradation, spanking, etc) and strong language (some slut shaming) and brief mentions of infidelity a/n: i was inspired by the new mv and channeled that inspiration into a gang!au, bad boy jooheon sexy time fest and before you say anything yes i know he is a total squish in real life that’s why it’s called fiction :)
Another prompt, sorry I’m sending you another one but I just thought of this, Keith listening to Lance and Allura’s Allurance moment over the comms in the new defender and getting hurt and jealous because he thinks Lance is replacing him or something??
Hey so I’m not going to do exactly this prompt, but I like the idea of Keith noticing Lance and Allura growing closer, so he starts to feel sad and insecure about potentially losing what small chance he had with Lance. So here’s that!
Keith pilots his ship into the caste’s hangar with the adrenaline of their recent fight still coursing through his veins. His uneasiness over his near-death experience has been temporarily forgotten as he prepares himself to see his friends again. He knows they’re alive, but he won’t feel calm until he can see them with his own eyes. Touch them. Hear their voices without the aid of communicators.
Keith fumbles with his seat belt before he launches himself out of the ship and into the castle’s halls. He still remembers its complicated layout like he was here yesterday. His heavy footfalls clang against the metal floor.
He reaches the armoury at the same time as the other paladins. Shirt has ripped and is almost back in his civvies. Hunk is giving Pidge a congratulatory pat on the shoulder.
But Keith is cut off by the sounds of whooping echoing through the halls. Allura jogs into the room and Lance sprints in from the other side.
“Allura!” He calls. Even underneath his helmet his brilliant smile is visible. Allura laughs and prepares herself.
Lance whips her up into his arms, spinning her around and laughing. She clings tightly to his neck and kicks out her feet.
“You did so well!” Lance slows down and starts to slowly set Allura’s feet on the ground. He continue to hold onto her waist as she removes her helmet. A few strands of hair have been loosened from her bun, but she otherwise looks perfect.
“I knew you could do it! Didn’t I say? Aren’t I always right?” Lance moves his hands to Alura’s shoulders and shakes her good naturedly. Allura laughs and reaches out remove Lance’s helmet for him.
“Well I couldn’t have done it without you.” She smiles. Lance flushes.
“Aw nah, that was all you I promise.” He nervously rubs behind his neck.
“Even so, Lance…” Allura steps closer and passes him his helmet. Their fingers touch when Lance takes it.
“Thank you.” Allura says seriously. “For believing in me.”
Lance blinks. He’s surprised at the Princess’ gratitude, and isn’t sure how to respond. His open mouth quickly slips into an easy smile.
“You’re amazing, Allura. I’ll never doubt you for a second.” His voice is low and intimate.
Allura’s cheeks grow dark. She forces Lance’s helmet into his grip and quickly lets go.
“R…right well uh…” She stammers. Lance laughs and scoops her into a big hug before she can protest. Allura stiffens, then relaxes into the embrace.
“I knew Blue chose the right person.” Lance sighs. Allura grips Lance tighter.
“My father would definitely approve of you, Lance.” She smiles and the two begin to separate. The air between them is warm.
Keith’s gut feels icy. He stares, transfixed on the spot. He can’t bring himself to emerge from the shadows.
Allura coughs. Lance casts his eyes down.
“We need to get ready…”
“Yes, the Blades of Marmara will be docking soon so…” Allura’s eyes flit sideways and she does a double take as she makes out a figure in the shadows. She jumps slightly, then relaxes when she realises who it is.
The room falls silent. Everyone’s eyes move over to where Keith hangs in the dark. His hood is still up, but his face is exposed. He holds up a weak hand in a wave.
“Uh… h…hey,” He steps into the room. Lance lights up. Keith hates how it makes his stomach flutter.
“Keith! How long…?”
“Guys, Kolivan and Captain Olia have docked. We need to meet them in the common room in five.” Shiro announces. Everyone starts to file out of the room, except for Lance. When Keith moves past, Lance reaches out and tugs him back to his side.
“We’ll catch up in a bit.” Lance calls. Shiro nods and continues to move out.
When the room has grown quiet, Lance turns to Keith with a beaming smile.
“Hey man! How are you?”
Keith stares at him with a skeptical glare.
“You kept me behind for that?”
“C’mon, I know as soon as we walk through these doors you’re going to get swept up in blades junk and it’s gonna be all ‘Lotor this’ and ‘Knowledge or death’ that.” Lance talks animatedly with his arms. It makes Keith smile.
“I’m fine.” He sighs.
“Yeah? We appreciated your cannon work out there. Some real nice shots.” Lance punches him in the bicep. “Though of course, I think you should leave the shooting to the best shot next time, ok?” He winks. Keith rolls his eyes with a grin.
“Sure thing. Though it looked like you had your hands full.” Keith chuckles. “Wandering into that mine field and all.”
“Hey, hey I’m just an arm now!” Lance holds up his hands defensively. “And oh man! Did you see how Allura froze them all! Man it was so easy once she…”
“She’s really great.” Keith interrupts suddenly. Lance is taken aback.
He stares at Keith’s unreadable expression. He looks calculatingly calm. Like he’s intentionally trying to look blank.
“Hey…” Lance steps forward. “You ok?”
“Fine.” Keith sighs. Lance’s eyebrows scrunch together.
“Are you… listen if you’re jealous because Allura has cooler moves than you…”
“She doesn’t have…”
“Just come back. If you wanna be a big hero again, just come back.” Lance states. Frustration taints his words. Keith shakes his head.
“That’s not it. I’m sorry. You two….” He closes his eyes and steals himself. He relaxes into a sad smile.
“You two make a good team.” He states.
The words sink in Lance’s stomach. Keith goes to move past him, but Lance’s grip is on him again. He almost loses his sense of balance as he is yanked into a crushing embrace. Lance’s breath is warm on his ear.
“Hey,” Lance speaks quietly. His grip on Keith is bruising, but Keith doesn’t pull away. Instead his nails begin to dig into the soft body suit Lance wears underneath his armour.
“I’m your right hand man. Don’t forget that.”
Keith nods. He doesn’t dare to open his mouth out of fear of all the confessions that may come pouring out.
During the events of the “Back to the Moon”, we were all certain that Rose was the one that shattered Pink Diamond and started the rebellion on Earth. But during the events of “the Trail” the accusation of Rose Shattering Pink Diamond doesn’t make sense anymore.
PLEASE REMEMBER THAT THIS IS JUST A THEORY AND IF YOU DO NOT AGREE WITH IT DO NOT PUT RUDE COMMENTS IN MY MAIL BOX PLEASE!
As Zircon had explained before the shattering of Pink Diamond had taken place Rose had been recognized as a threat for 700 years. In others words Rose Quartzs were already out lawed and bubble by Pink Diamond. So how did Rose get so close to Pink Diamond if everyone was already on guard for her. And the murder weapon was described to be Rose’s sword! But as it was said before by Bismuth she designed the sword to destroy the physical form but never the gem… But Blue Diamond was told that it was a sword. So it doesn’t make sense at all.
In fact the shattering of Pink Diamond was pinned on Rose Quartz, why you may ask because it was convenient for the real perpetrator! They had someone to blame and also they had the power to cover up the ordeal. Along with that it had to be someone who was close to her as well, someone who could have gotten her outside of her palanquin.
Zircon believed it had to have been a person in power and the only Diamond we have not seen in power is White Diamond and I believe she’s the one responsible for Pink Diamond death. But why? Why did she do it? The reason being is that Pink Diamond was not filling her role as a leader. The one who performed the deed was pearl… OUR PEARL!
From what we’ve seen from the gem society is that they believe in complete order and each gem must fill their role! The diamonds are leaders they are meant to thrive and expand their civilization. Pink Diamond is seen to be the youngest diamond, since see only started her one colony. And she failed at her duty to due so. I’m not talking about her shattering, I’m talking about what she did with the planet. Yes she created kindergartens and made new gems but she did something useless not benefitting Homeworld and fitting the model.
I’m talking about the creation of the human zoo
She creating the human, she was capturing life wasting her resources, to study organic life. Of course the other diamonds would see them useless thing to do Yellow herself called the human zoo silly during “what’s the use of feeling Blue”.(The only reason Blue cares about humans is only because they have a connection to Pink). And from the detailed and well cared environment that the humans lived in she seemed more occupied with the zoo than creating her colony (she was still invested in creating it but was doing something on the side to put it in perspective).
That was her first mistake as a Diamond. The second mistake that Pink made was letting Rose go rouge. From what Zircon had said Rose Quartz gems were already an outlaw after Rose went against Pink, And what did Pink decided to do.
She deicides to bubble all the Rose Quartz and not destroy them. Now we’ve seen how harsh the Diamonds can be and how strict they are. And from what we got from other gems everyones afraid of making a mistake in the fear of getting shattered by the Diamonds who they see as godly beings. But Pink didn’t not excises her power enough and was too soft. And she couldn’t even get one of her soldiers under control. She showed mercy to all these Rose Quartz gems which is a sign of weakness. From that description she didn’t seem fit to rule as a Diamond and that’s why she ordered Pink’s demise.
I also believe that’s why Yellow was acting so weird during the trail like she knew something. Like she knew something about it; I think knew the truth and was just protecting Blue. And it also explains why Yellow she’s trying so hard to get Blue to move on she knows what White Diamonds capable of and doesn’t want the same thing to happen to Blue, to be seen as an unfit ruler and gets shattered by White Diamond.
Okay now that’s done let’s get to Pearl side of the story.
The reason why I believed that it was a pearl is because what gem is more closer to a Diamond than a pearl. Zircon said it herself that it had to be someone close to her. Pearls are with their owners 24/7 they are able to see them at their strongest and their weakest. And they’re the only gems that are able to be alone with their Diamonds so a pearl could know the perfect time to strike since they’re with them all the time.
And it had to be our Pearl that did it. And why because she was originally white Diamonds Pearl and she was given to Pink. There is evidence that she is White Diamonds Pearl her gem is in the same placement as white’s along with her color in the Answer the color that represented her was white. Though you all maybe asking “but how did she end up with Pink”.
Listen to this and Zircon’s imitation and try to tell me that doesn’t sound familiar to each other.
Watch out my Diamond!!!
The way Zircon said tried to imitate “Pink Diamond’s Pearl” it sounds very similar to how dramatic our Pearl is. Remember during the trail case, when Zircon said “and where was her Pearl” Take notice how yellow and blue pearl when Zircon said that’s why was would they react like that when Zircon said “pink diamond’s pearl”…because they knew that she was really white Diamonds pearl our Pearl. Now wait I have an explanation my reasoning.
I believed that they knew because they were high ranking pearls.
Pink was still a young diamond she didn’t know anything so White Diamond gave her Pearl to Pink. And during the time Pink thought it made sense since she was a beginner it would make sense that she would be sent her attendant that knew how White Diamond worked to help her further her training into becoming leader. This experience Pearl would guide her through her next colony so she was told…
But what Pink didn’t know was that White Diamond had disowned her pearl. For what ever the reason our pearl was considered defective or maybe failed job for White Diamond. Whatever the reason White saw our was unfit she tossed her away. That could explain why Pearl is such a perfectionist, or so OCD because she was traumatized by it and swore to be perfect from now on. It took such a toll on Pearl mentally that she thinks so lowly of herself and always has to prove herself. That’s why Pearl was so dedicated in fighting for Rose she was scared to be thrown away again. She was under Pink but was still loyal to White.
Pearl is really torn up…
When White ordered the death on Pink she had ordered Pearl to do it; White had told Pearl that if she did this for her she would accept her back into her court and she would be her Pearl again. That’s why pearl is presented as this desperate individual; remember she was willing to do anything for Rose and even die for her. That’s the type of person she is whose’s to say that she wasn’t willing to destroy another Diamond to get back to her original owner. And we all know how desperate Pearl is sometimes…
And how she did it was simple she would lie to Pink Diamond that there was a problem with the palanquin and would have her step outside to fix it…. I say this because look at the position of the palanquin it looks like it crashed the way it was setup. It was close enough for gems to see the act happened but not close enough for others to see what happened. I say this because Eyeball said she “saw” Rose Quartz shatter Pink Diamond but we don’t know how close she was she may have saw a figure that looked like a Rose Quartz
And after getting her caught off guard Pearl shaped shifted into Rose Quartz and shattered her from the front. After that White Diamond pulled a few strings and a few gems say they saw Rose Quartz did it. I know Pearl’s a small gem but with White Diamond ordered it so surely she’s know the secret in shattering a Diamond since she was one herself….
Pearl was given the order and she did it everything was swept under the rug Rose was blamed and she completed her mission. However White lied to her and she wasn’t taking her back because she was still defective and assigning her a new owner when she got back. Everything she did was for nothing and she felt like she had no purpose. That’s why when Pearl said when she served “Homeworld”, because she techinally betrayed her owners.
How Rose found her way to pearl was that Rose was trying to find out the her culprit that shattered. Then along the way she discovered it was no-other than our Pearl that destroy Pink Diamond. Instead of being upset she was surprised that a little could accomplish something like that. Pearl would tell her story and Rose would grow found and attached with her story. Pearl would call herself self a defective and say she wasn’t good enough saying “Who would want me…” And Rose being the person she is took in Pearl, despite everything she did in framing her. She saw pearl as a strong ally to have for the fight against Homeworld and well Pearl fell in love with Rose as a result.
That’s why Rose took the blame to defend Pearl. And it you don’t believe me that it was Pearl that shattered look at how she reacted when Eyeball said that she saw Rose Shatter pink Diamond (in back to the moon) she’s shaking like crazy and scared because she’s the one who really did it. And take note that she’s the only one in the show that hasn’t shape shifted it seemly that Pearl avoids it at all cost; this could be due to the guilt she has in transforming into Rose Quartz.
Though there is on piece of evidenced that I believe proves my theory that Pearl belonged to White Diamond and lied to her that she could go back her if she shattered Pink Diamond.
You see this…
I always though that pearl getting stabbed had symbolic meaning and now that all the pieces have been putt together it does. Holo Pearl represents White Diamond stabbing Pearl in the back. Promising that she could come back to her and serve if she did what she shattered pink Diamond but she didn’t keep her word. Then the place wear Pearl is stab is the stomach… the same place that Pink Diamonds gem was. Rebecca Sugar foreshadowed this since the start of the series it was Pearl, under white Diamonds orders.
But hey that’s just a theory and as I said before if you disagree be polite.
Clip opens with Sana listening to 2pac’s Dear Mama: the song is an ode to mothers. The following lyrics, I find, very fitting for Sana:
‘Cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I’m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
We see, once again, that Sana is very into science. This time, we can see scientific articles in the background of her Facebook instead of basketball ones.
I love playing “spot the NRK employee” on the social media pages. We can see about three during the whole clip but this guy, in particular, looks like a very cool artist (and he has an Instagram displaying his work).
While she smiles fondly at Yousef’s message (that contains alcohol), she’s surprised with a call to prayer which I think she sees as a confirmation that focusing on an atheist boy will distract her from her faith.
She mutes the call. (I’m not so sure but I had feelings Sana will struggle with her faith this season and maybe deviate from how she usually practices it a bit, in her struggles. Like maybe she’ll start missing prayers? I’m not sure though, it’s more of a “what if”. If that’s the case: the lingering on the muted call to prayer could be the start of her “straying”.)
She unfriends Yousef. Our hearts break.
The reference to biology, to me, is another reinforcing of her link with Isak. It immediately reminds us of him and his dynamic with her.
It’s funny how she talks about studying the immune system, seeing as it’s the system that protects your body against harm. I think it might be a nod to her trying to protect herself from heartbreak re: Yousef.
I have no idea if this next detail is purposeful but I spat my water when I noticed it: we see a display of A DOZEN EGGS which, frankly, reminded me of Yousef’s 12 kids.
(a bit like the scene in the kitchen in s1 where Chris breaks an egg and just after we have Vilde confess that she thinks she might be pregnant…but we later learn she was never pregnant: broken egg/no children)
We get another example of how much mother trusts daughter. I feel like that trust is bound to be broken badly. What with how much we’re reminded of its existence.
It’s a common thread in growing up actually, when I think about it. “You used to tell me all your secrets but we barely talk anymore.” You grow up and your mother is not your best friend anymore. You feel like your secrets are too big now to be shared. You feel like there are some things she could never understand. Maybe we’ll learn something about Sana’s parents’ relationship later in the story. Something that will surprise Sana (and us) and help renew her relationship with her mother. Relate again.
And then we get an interesting transition:
“Have you talked to the handsome Muslim boy?” No.
Because Yousef is not Muslim.
Because the handsome Muslim boy has yet to come.
“Remember There Isn’t Just One Person Out There For You”
I also think that the scene between Jon and Dany in Dragonpit was such a wonderful moment because there's so much layers in that scene there's this tragedy and melancholy of seeing the last two Targaryens talk about their family with Dany kind of teaching Jon unwittingly a bit about their family history and Jon assuring her her family still lives(which foreshadows to me that he won't hate his Targaryen linage especially since in the books he admires some of them) it's a really wonderful scene
It’s also a big deal for Dany to be vulnerable and trusting with someone since we’ve seen her hardening and wear this queen persona ever since season two it’s actually a nice contrast with a conversation she had with Jorah after Irri was murdered where she talked about how she didn’t need trust anymore but it’s really nice to see how both Dany and Jon are supportive and helping each other grow which is something we haven’t seen in any of their previous relationships
I agree! It’s still my favorite finale scene and it was very unexpected for me, a really nice surprise. I agree about the layers.
Dany has been so different in these one-on-one scenes with Jon. Her voice is so different it’s almost unrecognizable. She lets her guard down around him in a way we haven’t seen her do EVER before. And yeah, it was very melancholy. I think the inherent sadness of a woman thinking about how she will be the last of her family, and also lamenting her inability to have a child, is very dark and painful in an episode that had so many brief moments of humor.
So it was interesting to see this moment where the strength Dany displayed during the political negotiations (arriving on Drogon, walking alone, confidently, up to her seat, sitting up straight and talking evenly and calmly to both Cersei and Jaime, etc) is gone when she’s in the comfort of Jon’s presence and his presence alone. He really brings out her true self, and I think she brings out his as well. Jon hasn’t really confided sad things in her but it’s because I think this season was more about Dany’s losses than his. I think that next season, at Winterfell, in Jon’s home, when he is grappling with his own past, that’s when the tables will turn and he will be the one opening up and needing comfort.
But for now, Dany brings out this side of Jon that showcases his strength, maturity, agency, leadership, and even his small bit of humor haha. For and/or because of her, he’s been very outspoken this season, standing his ground, standing up for what he believes in, and just generally sitting more comfortably in his role as king then we’ve ever seen him. And I love that her sadness is enough to make him drop his own guard and be sweet and tender with her like he was in the post-wight hunt scene and in the dragonpit, and to crack jokes like he did before leaving Dragonstone in 7.05 and also when he quoted Tyrion in the dragonpit in the finale.
Most importantly, he is comfortable enough around Dany to pursue his own romantic desires. I think this is huge for Jon who has up until now always chosen duty and honor first. (For the record, I think Dany can actually line up with duty for Jon, but that’s another topic.) Him being the one to reach for her hand first after the wight hunt is pretty much unprecedented in Jon’s character arc. Jon being the one to go to her cabin, to knock, and to enter and shut the door without any prompting from Dany is HUGE.
Here is a man whose fear of fathering a bastard kept him from sleeping with women in his youth, and whose self-doubt and strict adherence to duty hampered his first romantic relationship, and a man who has ignored his personal life and his own needs for years. Even right after his resurrection Jon denied himself any time to cope or recover.
But just like Jon brings out a softer side of Dany, I think Dany brings out a tougher and more independent side of Jon. He hasn’t abandoned his mission or anything. But making love to Dany isn’t part of that mission. He’s doing it because he wants to. He wants to be with her and he’s allowing himself to indulge in what he wants. He’s letting himself accept the love he’s always been worthy of. And we get to see that in the dragonpit scene.
Because the conversation in that scene is just so extremely important to me.
The writing is done the way it is for a reason. The writers make sure that Jon is told not once but twice that Dany can’t have a child. They could have left it with that and still included boatsex, because it would actually make a lot of sense. We know Jon has feared fathering a bastard child, so thinking that’s impossible with Dany would be further motivation for him to choose her as a sexual partner.
But instead of just leaving it at that they make sure we know that Jon doesn’t believe it. They make sure we know that Jon encourages Dany not to believe it either.
That’s part of why I have so much faith in the future of their ship. Because D&D made sure everyone is aware that Jon Snow, whose entire life has been defined by his name and his apparent bastard status, who loathes the idea of putting any child of his own through the struggles he faced, wants Dany to be capable of conception, believes Dany to be capable of conception, and then initiates sex with Dany. He also ensures that Dany knows before they go through with it, that he thinks a child could come out of the union. That way, neither of them is under the impression that it’s a casual, no-strings-attached fling with no consequences. So they both go into it thinking Dany’s pregnancy a possibility. And if Jon expects the possibility of her pregnancy and still goes through with it, that means he expects to be around for her future and to marry her.
On top of that, we get a speech in which Jon drives home the point of his own personal loyalty. How he won’t turn his back on an oath because loyalty needs to mean something.
All of this makes me more confident than ever that Jon wants to be with Dany for the rest of his life, and that regardless of what conflicts befall them next season, he will be. And it’s because of this effect they have on each other that you’re describing. They are soul mates :’)
That’s also Patience, just older. She stayed with Toriel until she found out aged boss monsters ,like Toriel, can’t grow old without having a child. So she went out of Ruins and searched for Asgore. And well, you know what happened next.
Justice’ determination overpowered Integrity’s just like how Frisk’s overpowered Flowey’s from the start of the game.
I’m surprised I’m getting fanarts when there’s no story about them, or even Frisk and Chara- But sure! They never fail to make me smile :’)
Request: regaltempo said:Hello! My request is a
Peter Quill x Reader. The reader is a human too, who likes and plays classical
music on violin, and one day when you think everyone is asleep in the ship you
practice on your violin, but little do you know Peter is listening to you on
the other side of the wall. After you’re finished he shows himself and asks for
a dance and you play a cassette tape of classical music and dance the waltz
together. Thank you! Peter probably has
never heard of classical music before. That could be why he is so interested in
hearing the music at night. And the reader could be surprised that he doesn’t
know and they compromise and he teaches you how to dance and you play classical
music for him during the night. And maybe some kissing.
“I don’t think she likes me,” Peter groaned quietly, sitting
in the pilot seat of the ship and swiveling the chair back and forth
nervously. His friends sat behind him,
listing to him complain for the last several hours and growing impatient at the
incessant whining session. “She sits in
her room all day and barely says two words to me.”
“I agree that she does not like you. It’s obvious and you are quite right in
finally noticing it,” Drax nodded eagerly, reaching out to slap his friend
supportively on the arm, only to have him pull it from his reach. “This makes you sad. Would you like to me to speak to her for you
and find out why her hatred runs so deeply?”
“Why are you staring at me?” I ask Jay while typing away on
my laptop. She had been staring at me since I walked into the office this
morning, eyes scanning me up and down as if she was looking for something.
“You haven’t said a word about what happened with Mr Oh
yesterday, and your face is so neutral, I can’t tell if it’s good or bad,” she
blankly states, her face resting on her hand.
“Oh, so that’s what it was,” I mutter, peering over at her
before looking back at my screen. It was obvious that she was dying to know
what happened, and I could only begin to imagine what was going through that
mind of hers. I was trying hard to keep my face blank so I wouldn’t let her get
any ideas. I’ve been told I was obvious in the past, so I was trying to keep
myself in check for as long as I could.
the way Rick said, “she was RICKS daughter, Jerry. She had options” in s.3 ep.5 leads me to believe he was watching over Beth her entire childhood. he says it as if he had direct influence on how she turned out, as if he hadn’t abandoned her for half of her life. I wouldn’t be surprised if in the upcoming episode “The ABC’s of Beth” we see flashbacks of Beth’s childhood, and within each memory is Rick somewhere in the background, helping her as she grows up. she’s “RICKS daughter” because he made her so, not just because he’s her biological father.
Alex & Maggie having a party, everyone is there including Lena. At some point Lena walks over to Maggie, asking her hypothetically how to surprise romantically to a girl (Kara). (I hope you understand what I mean and write a beautiful story then smut kind of thing). Thanks!
It’s been a wild ride, and they’ve both almost died more than once.
Hell, everyone in the room had almost died more than once.
So they’re celebrating.
Celebrating being alive and celebrating the new rings on Alex and Maggie’s fingers.
Well, more to the point, celebrating the fact that these two were forged in their own hellfires, but somehow fought to keep themselves soft enough to be open for each other; to admit they wanted each other; to admit they loved each other.
They invite Lena because none of them would be alive if it weren’t for her, and they invite Lena because they both know what it means to live your life in fear of becoming – or not becoming, or some strange combination of the two – what your parents demand from you.
They invite her because they know what she means to Kara, because their relationship is new but it’s powerful and because it’s fresh but it’s so damn important.
She’s good in a crowd when she’s at work, but this? This isn’t a work party, and this isn’t public.
So she hugs the wall most of the time that she’s not staunchly by Kara’s side.
But when Kara runs – or, flies – downstairs to get the pizza from Jessy because the elevator isn’t working and she didn’t want him to have to make the hike upstairs, Lena takes a deep breath, takes a shot, and sidles up to Maggie.
“Congratulations, Detective,” she smiles, her heart slamming, and Maggie grins easily at her.
This drabble is dedicated to @onlinecasualty to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope your day is amazing and wonderful and absolutely lovely! :)
“It’s too late for that,” Chat Noir frowned. “We can just wait until tomorrow.”
“It’s your birthday right now and we’re making a cake,” Marinette smiled. “Come on, we can be sneaky. You’re going to have to drop your transformation though.”
“What if your parents see me?!”
“I think it would be easier to explain why Adrien is here in the middle of the night on his birthday than Chat Noir.”
“If you say so.”
“I do,” she nodded.
Adrien appeared sheepishly in a flash of green light, letting Plagg tuck into his shirt. “Sorry. I get a little anxious sometimes.”
Marinette took his hand and led him to the trapdoor. “Everything will be fine. I doubt they’ll even realize you were ever here.”
They snuck down the stairs and out the apartment door. Within moments, Marinette was easing the bakery backdoor open and they were slipping inside. “Did you have a flavor in mind?”
“Whatever you have is fine.”
She turned to him, hands on her hips. “Are you really going to deny me making a special birthday cake for my best friend on the first birthday I’m really getting to celebrate with him?”
Adrien flushed. “Well, when you put it that way, I think I’d like chocolate.”
“Can do,” she beamed.
He watched her move around the bakery, pulling out ingredients and setting things up, humming to herself all the while. He could almost feel his heart grow another size bigger. “Am I really your best friend?”
Marinette looked up from her batter, surprised. “How could you not be?”
“Well, Alya, for one.”
“You guys are different kinds of best friends.”
She blushed and turned towards the oven. “Does it matter?”
“I don’t guess so.” He shifted uneasily on the stool. “Did it change the way you see me when you found out?”
Marinette kept her back to him. “About you being Chat?”
“Sure. Didn’t it change the way you see me?”
“Yeah,” he said quietly.
Marinette swallowed. She hadn’t planned on having this talk now but it was one that had been weighing on her mind. May as well get it over with. She slid the cake pan into the oven and turned to face him. “Look. It’s okay. I know Chat used to flirt with Ladybug a lot and when you found out she was me, that stopped. It doesn’t have to be awkward. We’re still friends.”
Adrien’s brows furrowed. “I didn’t want you to feel…I don’t know, like I was being creepy or something.”
She laughed in surprise. “What?”
His cheeks went red. “It’s just…okay, when we were Chat and Ladybug, that’s all we knew, right? So when I found out you’re Ladybug, I think I kind of freaked out because I’ve been flirting with you this whole time and you probably think I’m some kind of creep.”
“I never thought you were a creep. Ridiculous, yes, but not a creep. If I’m being honest, I kind of miss the flirting. You haven’t…” She trailed off and busied herself with making icing.
“I haven’t what?”
She sighed. “You haven’t called me your Lady in forever,” she replied quietly. “I miss that.”
Adrien’s heart beat sped up. “You miss it?”
“Of course I do. While it has been great being able to do this with us,” she gestured between them, “sometimes it feels like it was at the expense of…the other us.”
Adrien stood and joined her at the counter. “Can I help you with this, my Lady?”
Marinette felt her cheeks warm. “Only if I can trust you not to lick the bowl, Chaton.”
He put an offended hand to his chest. “Would I do that?”
They laughed and mixed the icing, feeling more comfortable together than they had in months.
(A/N: Wow, I’ve received so many Jon Snow requests! Not that I’m complaining 😄 Also, there is something that is really getting on my nerves; PEOPLE NEED TO STOP ROMANTICISING JON AND DANY, THEY’RE RELATED!)
Summary: Requested by annonymous: Hi :) was wondering if you could do a Jon Snow imagine? Something where reader is counciler and bff of Dany..and when Jon comes to Dragonstone, after their initial throne room meeting (from season 7) Dany sends the reader to figure out what Jon needs/why he is there. So the reader does just that and seduces Jon which would naturally mean smut…and in the end the reader convinced Dany to let Jon mine the dragon glass and not Tyrion?’
Characters: Jon Snow x Reader, Daenerys Targaryen x Reader
Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
(Y/L/N)= Your last name
Warnings: Didn’t do proper smut, sorry 😞 also no Missandei in this imagine 😭
The doors to the throne room boomed as they shut. Daenerys tried to hold her tongue, knowing that she shouldn’t speak out in such a rude manner. I wouldn’t even have to look at her to know that after that not so successful meeting. Quietly sighing to myself, I glanced over at Tyrion, we both knew what was coming.
“I thought you said he would bend the knee.” Daenerys spoke through gritted teeth.
“He just needs a little time, he’s a bastard who was not raised to be a king. I’m sure he will, I trust Jon Snow.”
“But we don’t have time. Neither does he by the sound of it.” I pondered.
“You believe him?” my queen seemed shocked.
“It does sound like fairytales, but the way those men spoke of the ‘army of the dead’, they seemed scared.”
“Let us say he is telling the truth, he still won’t bend the knee.”
“Jon Snow is worried about his people. Your grace, I am not defending him, you know I have faith in you; but as Tyrion has said, he does not have any experience or knowledge of this status.”
She looked deep in thought.
Tyrion spoke again.“Perhaps a little persuasion is needed? An old friend to chat with him?”
“No.” Daenerys bluntly said.“(Y/N) shall go. He does not know her, he cannot judge her opinions. I am trusting you to find out what he wants. Do what you must.” her voice was firm as she gave out the order.
I bowed my head, nodding to Tyrion as I exited the room. This was bad. A second king in the North had risen, and we all saw how the first turned out. It seemed odd, maybe a miracle, that a bastard such as Jon Snow was able to climb his way up like this. No one had ever done that before. Jon seemed a strong hearted man, not going back in his words easily, meaning this was going to be a hard challenge.
“My Lord.” I called out as I approached him.
His cape was billowing behind him as he stood watching the dragons over the cliffs.“My lady. I am sorry, I cannot remember your name.”
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” I curtsied,“trusted advisor and handmaiden to Queen Daenerys Targareyn.”
His body stiffened as I mentioned her name.“Yes I remember now. My apologies lady (Y/L/N).”
I smiled.“It is quite alright. Enjoying the view?” I gestured to the dragons, happily circling the skies.
“Well, it’s different from Winterfell.”
“Yes, I suppose it isn’t everyday you see such majestic creatures.”
He stifled a laugh.“That’s on word for them.”
“You get used to them. Don’t you have rare creatures of your own in the North? Oh, what are they called? Direwolves?”
“Yes,” Jon looked surprised,“my family and I had one each. Beautiful animals.”
Good, we were connecting a little.
“I’ve always wanted to see one. They are said to be loyal.”
“How come you know about the direwolves?”
“Growing up, I did a lot of studying, much to my parents dismay. Daenerys and I were curious, except she couldn’t sneak away much; they were too busy trying to marry her off.”
“You grew up with her?”
I relished at the memories.“Yes. We loved each other like sisters. It was only years later we met again, she freed me from an awful marriage.”
“I am sorry to hear that.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I am free and able to use my knowledge to help my queen.”
“I do not think I am free here.”
“She has not taken you prisoner. Believe me, you would be somewhere words of that was the case.”
I was losing him.
I started to walk along the cliffs, Jon following.“This 'army of the dead’, how many are there?”
“Too many to count, which is why I need help.”
“What is it that you need?”
“You would not believe me. It all sounds so silly when said out loud.”
“I find it fascinating. I heard stories of the dead rising again as a child, when my nanny tried to scare me to sleep.”
A quiet chuckle escaped his mouth.“It is weapons and men. But until I bend the knee, your queen will not help me.”
“I thought the North was full of strong, brave men who laughed in the face of danger? Would that not also mean you have plenty of things to fight with?”
“No. Not even close.” He sighed.“There is only one weapon that will defeat the dead. I need help.”
I was stumped for words. He had come all this way to risk asking for that. Daenerys had bigger plans.
It was as if he read my mind.“It’s a rare weapon. I shouldn’t really speak about it now, I should have asked your queen.”
“How do you know that it will defeat them?”
“It is written so.”
“I have probably read a hundred books throughout my life. Never have I laid my eyes on how to defeat the dead.”
“I wouldn’t think there would be many books about them if no one believes that they are real.” Jon looked frustrated.“But you seem to know a lot, you are a smart woman. I understand if you have your doubts.”
“Thank you my lord. However, just because I have read a lot of books, does not make me a smart woman. At the moment, I seem to be the only one here who is starting to believe you.”
He stopped walking, turning to face me.“You do? Even though your queen does not?”
“She may be in charge around here but she is not in charge of my mind; and my mind is telling me to help you.”
I invited him back inside, the wether becoming harsher by the second as we talked. I knew that if I kept asking him about why he was here, I wouldn’t get any answers. To take his mind off it, I asked him to tell me about the North and he questioned me on what I had seen. It was nice to speak to someone about the lands and wonders I had seen. Everything around here had been so tense. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been truly happy.
We had made it to my chambers, sitting by the warm fire. I poured two goblets of wine, handing one to him as I sat down. The shadows from the flames complimented his face, there was no denying he was a handsome man. The way he spoke about this topic made me realise he was a passionate man. I had to do this for my queen, she needed the information.
“So you have not come to bend the knee. You say you need our help, but what exactly is it that you want from us?”
“I know you need information from me, but I don’t think it is wise to discuss that…” his words trailed off as I stood, sultry walking towards him.
“I’ve never met a man from the North. I normally keep in the shadows, let my queen speak for herself until she needs me. But you seem to be giving them a good name. Are they all as handsome as you?”
He was flustered for words. I mentally thanked the gods that this seemed to be working. Jon was watching me carefully as I knelt down in front of him, hands gripping at his thighs.
“I have not been with many men either. Serving and protecting my queen is my main priority, though it can get lonely some nights.”
Slowly running my fingertips around his thighs, I could feel the seduction working. Without saying anything, I kept my eyes on him, standing up and straddling him. Holding his shoulders, I subtly started to rock my hips against him. His mouth opened in what I assumed was pleasure but also shock. I smiled, feeling the lust build up in the room. It was plain to see that be hadn’t been with a woman for while, he wouldn’t be having such dramatic reactions if he had. Although I knew that I was just doing this to get him to speak, I couldn’t help but enjoy it a little.
“Please,” I sweetly moaned as he grabbed my hips tightly,“tell me what you want.”
He grunted.“You. All you.”
We laid on our backs, slightly covered in sweat as we tried to regain our breaths. Things had moved on quickly, the room filled with tension, frustration and lust; there was no room for love but that didn’t matter. Men were weak. As soon as a woman opened her legs, she could get him to do her bidding, whatever it may be. Turning to look at him, I didn’t hide my body under the covers, my breasts peeking out slightly.
“Dragon glass.” He suddenly said.
“My Lord?” I furrowed my eyebrows.
“That’s what I need. That is what will defeat the army of the dead. There are caves full of it here, this is why I am really here.”
Knocking on my Daenerys’ chamber doors, I heard her call 'enter’ before I walked in. Curtsying to her, I took a deep breath, my legs still shaky from recent events. She would know straightaway what I had done. Not that I would be in trouble.
“(Y/N), I trust that you have good news.” she stood, gesturing for me to follow her to the balcony.
“Yes my grace. Jon Snow has revealed the truth.”
“He wants to mine the Dragon glass that sits beneath us. He claims that this will defeat the army of the dead.”
“Dragon glass? How can he be sure?”
“He says that there are ancient scrolls that tell this tale. After speaking with him, I really do think that he is telling the truth somewhat.”
“That’s what you did, you just spoke with him?” she smirked.
I blushed, not looking at her.“I know you need your allies, I know you want to take back the throne as soon as you can. But my queen, maybe if we help Jon Snow, he will see the loyalty and bend the knee.”
“Why should I show loyalty to him?”
“What are you to do with Dragon glass? You didn’t even know it was here. If we are able to get him to trust us, the whole of the North will follow.”
She thought for a moment.“You really think that he is telling the truth?”
“Well then, I suppose I should talk to this man from the North. You never know, we could be surprised; the army of the dead could be quite exciting.”
You were having trouble coming to terms with your pregnancy. You slept at Stiles’ every night and you cried yourself to sleep. It was tough to say the least. At this point you thought you were 24 weeks. You hadn’t said anything, you hadn’t talked to Stiles about it any further, you hadn’t even gone to the doctor, you’d figured your own due date.
You opened Stiles’ closet and sighed. You were even starting to grow out of his clothes. “Babe..let me take you shopping for maternity clothes…please?” Stiles placed his hands on your hips and you laid your head on his chest.
“I want to tell your dad.” You mutter.
“He’s at the station. Let’s go.” Stiles said nonchalantly.
“What? I thought you’d say no.” You back away.
“Nah, he needs to know.” He holds his hand out and laces his fingers with yours. “Let’s go.”
You both walk into the station and head straight for the sheriff’s office. Stiles knocks on the door and the two of you walk in.
“Hey, you two. I was just about to call and see what you wanted for dinner.” He smiles.
You both sit down and look at him. “Dad, we need to talk to you.” Stiles looks at his hands.
“Is everything okay?” Noah looks to you.
“No? I mean yes..but no.” You say quickly.
He chuckles. “You and Stiles are quite the pair.”
Stiles sits up. “We may have gotten ourselves into a situation…which led to many other situations that put us in the situation we’re in now…” He mumbles.
Your boyfriend’s father looks at you. “Translate?”
“I’m pregnant.” You blurt out.
He chuckles. “I know. I just wondered when you’d tell me.”
Stiles squints at his father. “How?”
“Obviously you’re growing quickly, plus you both have been pretty quiet lately which isn’t normal…you kinda live with us too..not that I mind. It’s just obvious.” He shrugs. “Your mom was the same way with me. When she was pregnant we were attached at the hip.” He smiles at you.
“You’re okay with this?” You say surprised.
“No..but I know I’ve raised my son well and he’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of you. I know you two are responsible.” He nods at Stiles. “Have you been to the doctor?” He asks and you shake your head.
“I don’t want people to judge me…” You say quietly.
“Make an appointment. You’ll be glad you did.”
The three of you stand and hugs are exchanged.
“I’ll see you at home. Chinese okay?”
“More than okay.” You and Stiles say in unison. You intertwine hands and leave.
You get in the Jeep and look at Stiles. “That was easy.” Stiles laughs.
“Yeah..it was.” You smile. “I guess I should make an appointment.”
You pick up your phone and dial your gynecologist. Luckily they have a spot open in thirty minutes. You tell Stiles and you head to the doctor. You go inside and wait for them to call you back. You look around at all of the other women, most of them pregnant.
You look up at Stiles and smile. He looks way out of his league. You get called back and you get set up on a bed.
The nurse gives you an ultrasound and she gathers your information. She leaves the room and Stiles looks at you. “Why didn’t she tell us anything?”
“Nurses aren’t allowed to tell genders or anything. Doctors do that.” You smile. He nods in understanding as the doctor walks in. She introduces herself to Stiles and begins the second ultrasound. “Well..it looks like you’re having a boy.” You smile at Stiles. He’d guessed that in the waiting room. “Oh! Two boys.” She smiles at you.
“Wait..two?” You look at her wide-eyed and she nods.
You hear a loud thump and when you look over Stiles is on the floor. He fainted. You roll your eyes and look at the doctor. “Two…for sure?” She nods and you groan. One was overwhelming but two?“
“I’ll go get the pictures and I’ll let you two talk.” She leaves the room. You swing your leg over the table and kick Stiles. He groans and stands up. “Two boys.” He looks at you like he might pass out again.
“I just turned 18 and I’m going to have two sons.” He covers his eyes with his hands.
You scoff. “You’re worried about you? Stiles I’m 16 and having two sons. I’m not even a senior yet.”
He turns to face you and takes your hand. “You’re right..I’m sorry.” He kisses your forehead. “We definitely need to talk to my dad…wow. Twins.”
He sits in the chair beside you. He zones out when the doctor comes back in.
“Well, Y/N, you’re about 26 weeks. Here are your ultrasound pictures.”
She hands you pictures of your babies. You look at them and suddenly nothing else matters. A flip has switched in you. You smile softly as you look at the two babies nestled next to each other. You are no longer a teenager. You’re a parent. All it took was a doctor’s appointment.
You schedule an appointment for a check up before leaving. You get in the car with Stiles and you hand him the pictures. You see the same emotions flash through his eyes that went through your head. You see his demeanor change and you know these babies were not an accident.
“It’s so much different seeing it as a picture instead of on a screen.” He says in amazement. He places a hand on your belly. “Hey little dudes. It’s your daddy.” You watch him as he rubs your stomach and you smile.
Stiles Stilinski is the love of your life and the father of your children.
You invited everyone over to update them on the pregnancy. “So, do you have pictures of the ultrasound?” Lydia asks.
You nod. “You can’t see them yet.”
She groans. “I want to see the little Stilinskis.” She pats your bump. You laugh and follow her into the living room. You sit beside Stiles and he wraps an arm around you.
You’d been a bit sick after coming home from the doctor. It was normal, nausea and a headache.
He kisses your forehead. “How are you, baby girl?” You melt at his pet name.
“Much better.” You peck him on the lips and lay your head on his shoulder.
“So..we’re having a boy.” Stiles grins as everyone claps with excitement. “There’s more..we’re having two boys! Talk about good sperm, huh babe?” He nudges you and you move away from him.
“You’re such a boy.” You smack his arm.
“Can we see the ultrasound pictures?” Lydia asks and you hand them to her. Everyone crowds around her and looks.
Scott walks over and sits beside Stiles. You hear the two of them talk but you’re distracted by your thoughts. You think about your future, how you and Stiles will provide for your babies. You wonder how many jobs the two of you will have to work while maintaining good grades in school.
You’re pulled out of your thoughts by a sudden movement. “Oh my god, babe! Babe, the babies are kicking!” You smile at him and he whips his head towards you. He immediately places both hands on your stomach. He gets up and squats in front of you. He puts his head on your stomach and whispers. “Hi, it’s your dad here.” You smile at your dork of a boyfriend. “You both are going to be so spoiled and so loved.” He rubs circles on your belly. “You’re lucky to have the mommy you do, too. Now, if you could kindly stop kicking her that’d be great.”
“Stiles don’t smart off to our babies.” You laugh.
“I’m just getting them used to it.” He grins up at you. “Our babies have to have a sense of humor, right?”
He didn’t realize he was slowly hurting you, piece by piece breaking your heart.
Warnings: I shouldn’t really have to say this anymore but it’s short.
Word Count: 520
Note: This one is pretty shit, and I really should’ve written something better.
*Realized I should probably write the fandom somewhere on here* Tom Holland x Reader.
You watched as he told the story, always so animated in how he spoke, it was no surprise why people always listened and found his stories to be interesting. He could talk about grass growing, and with his excited voice you and everyone else would probably find it interesting.
“And Tessa, being the little troublemaker she is, got me and the girl tied up in a mess with her leash.” You tried to hide the automatic wince as soon as he went on about this mysterious girl.
“So you like her?” You looked down trying to avoid Tom’s eyes when you heard your voice raise slightly. “Well I guess I’ll find out on the date I have coming up.”
“It’s not healthy Y/N.” You heard Harrison sigh as you continued to stare. It was their 4 month anniversary and seeing them still in the lovey dovey fase made you feel sick.
But not the type of sick you wished it was, instead it was a gut wrenching feeling. Like a bunch of weights settled in your stomach, ready to pull you down to the ground at any time. Making sure you knew, you would never be as good as her. Never able to make him feel as happy as he was with her.
You wanted to hate his girlfriend, wanted her to be evil so you would have a reason to hate her. But you couldn’t, because she was so damn perfect.
You cuddled up in the blanket on the window seat. Watching him hold the door open for her as she laughed. You nodded at Harrison’s statement, not fully listening. Everything was blurred out for you, the background sounds of the TV muffled as if cloth were put up to your ears.
They drove off and you focused back in on everything around. Sighing you got up from the window seat, clutching to the blanket, trying to focus on anything other than them. Piece by piece he was ripping your heart. And what hurt the most?
He didn’t even realize it.
You thought you were finally better. You thought were finally free from a punishment he didn’t even know you had. But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt to see them together, so you did something you’d knew would come back to bite you.
You left, without a word to anyone, just packing up your things and going.
“Yes, yes I know. I’ll grab them on my way.” You said to your roommate over the phone before hanging up. You weaved between the crowd of people, trying to see what the screaming and fuss was about.
When you made your way closer to the front, you heard someone’s laugh. His laugh was all you needed to hear to confirm it was him. You felt a pain in your chest as you slowly backed away, trying to leave the crowd.
Your head started to hurt and your mind flooded with memories of you and him. Everything was slightly blurry and you heard your heart beat faster. So You did what you’ve done before.
So could I maybe have some ironpanther with a side dash of natasha&tony friendship? If that is too vague I'll come up with a scenario but I just crave me some ironpanther and you write Nat so beautifully aggressively caring, I just need that too.
I started a different story and decided it would be a
different post entirely because it wasn’t going in the direction I wanted it
to. So I guess keep an eye out for that other story too? Anyway, I hope you
like it! Look out for under the cut! (Can anyone tell that I have difficulty
figuring out how to write T’Challa and Shuri’s speech patterns lol?)
“You are pouting,” Shuri said, not even bothering to hide
T’Challa crossed his arms over his chest. “I just find it
hard to believe that every time I have a moment to spend with Tony, the Black
Widow needs him for something she cannot possibly handle herself.”
Shuri glanced over at where Natasha and Tony were currently
bent over a five-thousand piece puzzle she’d said had a secret message encoded
on it. “She is certainly devious. I cannot think of one thing she has asked for
help with that he could say no to.”
“…He could have done a puzzle with me.” His sister began to laugh
quietly. He couldn’t blame her. His cheeks were burning having said it. What a petty
thing to say.