I respect people who make bold choices, who take themselves out of their comfort zone, who challenge themselves in the roles they choose, whether that’s Vivien Leigh or Emily Blunt. I don’t have an icon. I’m Natalie Dormer, and I can’t have anyone else’s career besides Natalie Dormer’s. I learned to leave the green-eyed monster behind way back in my 20s because it’s destructive. Just do as you mean to be done by, and you can’t go too wrong. That might sound a bit wanky and bit romantic, but it’s not about being fluffy. I’m a realist.
There was a new courtier in Red Keep. A beautiful one, apparently she was the bastard sister of Edric Dayne named Alanna Sand, who had dark hair and lively violet eyes. She was a known flirt and many men in court were entranced by her. Daenerys had heard her Dothraki handmaidens gossiping about it. They said that the men in court were all in love with Lady Alanna.
“I think she is a witch Khaleesi, you have to beware of her. I see how the men all turn and look at her whenever she walks by…” the Dothraki lady, Jhiqui had said.
“You best not let her get close to the King…even the Dothraki bloodriders who see her lust for her.”
Daenerys laughed hearing it. Why would her Jon ever look at another woman? He only had eyes for her. And he had always been faithful so she never thought much of it. Then of course, the Queen finally met the woman. And Alanna was very beautiful and young, only nineteen to her thirty years and four. She saw how the young men in court floated about Alanna and the older men watching her with lecherous eyes. Even Daeron who was only nine seemed like he was in love with her.
“I think I’m going to make Lady Alanna my wife one day. She is so beautiful.” Daeron said while they were eating that morning breaking their fast.
“But she’s a Bastard. I don’t think you can marry her. You’re the Crown Prince,” Aemon said to his brother, not really thinking about it. “Lord Tyrion says you need to marry a highborn from a Great House or a foreign princess.”
Daenerys and Jon stared at their son giving Aemon an admonishing look.
“I am sorry Mama, Father. Did I say something wrong?” Aemon asked, looking all broody.
“There’s nothing wrong with Lady Alanna Aemon.” Daenerys said with a smile. “Your brother can marry whover he wants to.”
“So can I be betrothed to her now?” Daeron asked, sounding even more excited for that than going for a hunt.
“Er…” Jon looked at Daenerys. “You’re still too young Son…”
“But Mama says…” Daeron spoke and looked at her.
“Maybe when you’re older…” Daenerys said to the boy and Daeron nodded.
“I think Lady Alanna is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” Daeron said with a wide smile.
And because the prince liked Lady Sand so much. She was always around in Maegor’s Holdfast, attaching herself to the Crown Prince’s household. Daenerys watched Daeron and Alanna practicing their archery in the court yard from the balcony. She saw Jon walking towards them and they were talking. Alanna was smiling at the King with that sweet smile. The way her lashes fluttered and Daenerys started to feel that teeny rage of a green eyed monster simmering inside her. She grew annoyed, a frown marring her beautiful face.
That young tart…How dare she looks at my Wolf. I’ll fucking gouge her eyes out if she looks at him that way again.
What she saw next made Daenerys boiling mad. Alanna was talking to the King, flirting even and Jon started to help her with her position and how to properly hold a bow while shooting the arrow. Daenerys even gasped in disbelief. Was Jon like all the men, too mesmerized by Alanna’s beauty as well? Daenerys was starting to worry when she never had before.
“I told you Khaleesi…” Jhiqui said quietly to her. “That woman is a witch.”
I want to thank all of you who asked to be tagged and wanted more of this fic. I honestly didn’t think anyone would care for it. Also, I feel like I should explain why the reader says she’s good at hiding emotions but so clearly has outbursts. The key thing is, is that nothing has ever challenged reader’s feelings for Reid until now. It’s easy to ignore something that doesn’t have to surface.
Also, this next part seems like I make JJ a bitch, but it’s more of me being protective over Reid since it’s based around season 7 episode 2…
Two months had passed and Jesus Christ what a roller coaster. Emily was back from the dead, literally. Seeing her was like breathing fresh air but immediately the air became contaminated. You had missed her but more importantly, Reid had missed her. Losing her sent him into a bad depression for months earlier in the year. He had even confided in you that he was thinking of going back on dilaudid. Thankfully, you had talked him out of it.
Not to mention, now JJ was back on the team and you never got along well with JJ. She was always more concerned with the touchy feely side of the mission rather than actually getting the job done and you could never stand that. Or perhaps it was yet another bout of jealousy, as her and Reid seemed to be the closest.
Between Reynolds and JJ, you were losing your mind with two perky, bubbly blondes that effectively did nothing. You sucked it up though because you knew if your bad behavior toward Reynolds continued, you wouldn’t stay on the team much longer. You were also keenly aware that the team would eventually deduce why you didn’t like her.
To mark a very special milestone - Beyond the Horizon hitting one million views on ff.net, I wrote an additional scene set in my pirate/princess ‘verse, based on Emma flirting with Past!Hook in the S3 finale, much to Killian’s chagrin. So here’s a flirty princess, a jealous pirate, and some smutty fun aboard the Jolly Roger!
“It’s no use, Captain. Anyone who wants passage through the strait pays Teach for the privilege, unless you want to challenge him?”
“Swords at dawn? Or pit the Jolly against the Revenge on the open sea?”
“Jolly’s faster, but Teach is a tricky bastard.”
“He won’t best the captain hand to hand though.”
Emma listened to the men, talking in low tones around the rough hewn table over their mugs of ale while Killian was silent beside her, completely still save for the rub of his thumb over the ring on his index finger while he stared with narrowed eyes at the group seated at the other end of the tavern. They were a raucous crew of men, throwing back spirits and gaming loudly with dice, all clustered around the one smack dab in the middle who was clearly their leader.
“I dunno, Blackbeard’s the most legendary pirate ever to fly the colours…er, except for you sir.”
Smee visibly shrank under his red cap at Killian’s glare, looking away and and taking a quick swallow of his drink.
Note: Pan is intrigued by you, unaware of the reason why you were even with Killian and his crew, but Tinkerbell is fast becoming annoyed with your presence already.
Peter Pan x Tinkerbell x Killian Jones x Reader
Warnings: Small amount of threatening behaviour but that is all…..for now :)
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine. All credit goes to their creators.
Tinkerbell’s attention was entirely on the pirates stood before herself and
Peter considering his seemed to be solely on you. Ugh. A feeling that the fairy
had never felt before started to bubble away inside of her now as she felt just
how intense his gaze on you was. She couldn’t begin to understand why he was so
interested in you….it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen a girl before. He was best
friends with one for a start.
She had her dagger aimed at the Captain, although there was still some
considerable distance between the two of them, and the dark look in her eyes
confirmed how serious she was being when she said her next words.
“You know pirates aren’t welcome here Captain….so you and your men
should leave before this gets na-“
“Tink stand down.”
Her whole stance changed at that point. Here they were standing face to
face with a bunch of pirates and he was telling her NOT to attack? As her brows
furrowed in confusion she turned her once solid gaze away from the pirate
Captain so that she could look at her leader. That was when she spotted him
looking at you….still. It was like he didn’t dare to blink or something in
case you disappeared into thin air.
Prompt: Hey I was wondering can you make a smut one where like jughead gets jealous because you’ve been spending a lot of time with another guy for whatever reason and he confronts you about it ? Thank you so much in advance I’m like in love with your blog ❤️❤️❤️
Hi! Can I have a Jealous!Jughead Jones smut? Maybe Y/N is spending a lot of time with Archie and Jug gets jealous (duh) and shows her who she ‘belongs’ to?
A/N: Jealous Jughead is my life purpose. Hopefully I did okay on this one! Sorry it’s short! Requests are welcome.
It all started with Archie asking you to help him with his english paper. It was known around school that you were good at english and had a keen eye for editing so it wasn’t out of the ordinary when your ginger friend asked for your help.
You had already finished and edited your own paper as well as looking over your boyfriend, Jughead’s. So You simply shrugged and told him to meet you at the library.
After the first meeting, Archie asked you to help him with some other stuff so he could keep up his grades for football. You agreed as you’re always happy to help out a friend.
That was Monday.
You told Jughead that Arch needed help with homework and that he was welcome to come as well but he simply shrugged, walking away with a frown on his face.
It’s been a week and your boyfriend has been acting differently since you started hanging out with Archie more. You guys moved your meeting from the Library to Pop’s and Arch always offered to pay as a thank you for helping him.
The next week was like that, or so it seemed. You couldn’t be sure if your jealousy for Reid made Reynolds seem more menacing than she was or if everyone really was just overly kissing her ass, but either way it got on your last nerve. You never spoke to her directly, if she attended a team event, you would make excuses not to go.
Garcia wasn’t her biggest fan either, in fact you two went alone to her house to bitch about her. Garcia didn’t like her because she didn’t like change though.
“I mean, who does she think she is?” you slurred as you leaned on Garcia’s bar.
Note: So I know that the show didn’t touch upon the relationship between Peter Pan and Tinkerbell like….at all but I have always loved these two and even with the darker aspects of Once Upon a Time I believe they would have had some twisted kind of friendship. Hence this that I have started to write. The reader will come into it later on as I seriously enjoy writing out Tink’s jealousy but to start off with it is just building up a kind of love/hate friendship between Peter and Tink. I will incorporate some traits of the friendship they have in the Disney verse but will, of course, have some darker aspects to it too. It’s a little different but I hope you all enjoy it anyway.
Peter Pan x Tinkerbell (eventually Reader too)
Disclaimer: First gif is not mine but second one was created by myself.
Waves crashed over her ankles repeatedly causing slithers of seaweed to wrap themselves around her as though they were wanting to drag her right back into the depths of the ocean. The water was cold and yet not even that seemed to give her the energy she needed to push herself up onto her feet. The grains of sand she could feel underneath her cheek were like sandpaper – rough, hard, and nowhere near as soft as they would usually be. This all felt absolutely terrible and now, as she lay washed up on a strange shore, the smallest hint of regret was beginning to fill her.
Why had she run away from her problems?
Why had she taken that magic bean when it had been offered to her?
These were just two of the many questions currently running through her mind. Questions that were rather rudely interrupted by something prodding into her side. With an annoyed groan the exhausted female reached a hand out towards whatever it was and when she felt the familiar sensation of bark underneath her finger tips it peaked her curiosity enough for her to turn herself onto her back.
Although her vision was currently unable to focus properly form having spent some time in the water she was able to deduce that it was a young male who was at the other end of the stick currently bruising her side.
“Who are you and what are you doing on my island?”