Honestly it actually lowkey makes me sad when I read Taekook fanfics and Yoonmin (cause honestly i always see yoonmin is taekook fics and taekook in yoonmin fics ma babes i love) and is it and Yoongi doesn’t really like Taehyung, well, seems like it. Cause in alot of fics Yoongi is mostly described as cold and leans more towards Jimin and Kook. And honestly i’m so in love with Daegu line brotp, they are just so cute and adorable and i love them so much. Tae and Yoongi’s relationship is one of the cutest ones in BTS in my opnion and i really hope more fanfic writers will realise and add more Taegi bromance
(Like honestly i’ve read this fic where Tae was Yoongs son and oh god yes fuck yes bless and also one where Yoongs was Tae’s older brother and I still die i love my daegu babes sm)
Characters: Reader X Jack Maynard x Anna Maynard X Conor Maynard
Word Count: 1024
Summary: Your Anna’s friend and just turned eighteen. Jack whom you hadn’t seen for two years due to your move to the Caribbean, instantly falls for you.
Requested: Yes, two requested combined
I’m sorry for not posting, school is a bore and my new job takes up most of the time. I hope you understand :( I had Its Been Years part four done but I have changed my mind on how to write seven times in two weeks, it WILL be up this weekened tho. I know I say i will post but seriously it will be up this weekend.
Also SHOUT OUT TO MY BABY FOR HITTINIG ONE MILLION
P.s I aslo found I am 1% of 7 billion people to have differnet coloured eyes, pretty fucking awesome if you asked me.
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“So you travel all the way to London, to and I quote ‘spend time with you’ but your leaving for a girly day with your friend?” Jack questioned his sister who was putting her shoes on.
“Yes.” Anna huffed looking up at her two older brothers, “I haven’t seen her in two years and it was her birthday six months ago, I haven’t given her presents. She also moved her for uni last month and I haven’t had time to see her.”
“Do we know her?” Conor asked his eyes narrowed as Anna picked up her bag pack.
“When did you know someone three years older than you?” Jack asked his eyebrows raised.
“She lived across the street from us.”
“Gappy who? Look, I’m late you I’ll be back in like four hours and I’ll bring her back to the apartment okay? Okay, Bye!” Anna shouted running out of Jack’s apartment.
Conor turns his head towards Jack who was staring dumfounded at the door, “We just got played by our little sister.”
“We taught her well, Jack. We taught her well.”
Jack and Conor were playing Fifa when the door opened and loud laughter filled their ears. “Looks like we are meeting the new friend.” Jack commented waiting for Anna and her friend to walk through the door.
“-babe trust me; the boys are an A plus…” You spoke following her into a room which you guess was the living room. You felt yourself smirk seeing the Maynard brother you had been crushing on since you were kid, have in had an amazing glow up. “…but there was no Jack Maynard on the island.”
Conor and Jack froze in their seats for two different reasons.
For Conor, the girl he counted as his other little had returned back from moving to Caribbean. She had changed a lot and it scared him because if that happened to you in two years, what could happen to his little sister.
For Jack, however, well. The boy thought he had fallen in love. You weren’t chubby, the braces had disappeared, your skin was flawless with a gorgeous brown tan, your body was the perfect hourglass figure and your eyes shined bright.
He wanted you.
He watched as you smirked that gorgeous smirk before speaking, “Well, I was gone for two years and I don’t even get a hug? Shameful.”
Conor was the first to react jumping out his seat laughing, “Y/N it’s been too long!”
“Tell me about it. I missed my Maynard fam.” You pouted hugging the older Maynard, you noticed Jack looking at you in a dazed and mouthed ‘You the most’ with a wink.
Pulling back from your hug with Conor, you opened your arms ready for a hug with Mr. Jack Maynard. He was already stood up so he silently made his way other to you and pulled you into a hug, being the boy he is. He looked down towards your ass and noticed had big it had gotten, groaning he spoke aloud, “Damn baby, you got hot.”
Anna gasped as you pulled away with a confident look, “Thanks papi.”
Anna gasped again in horror and Conor laughed at his brothers face, which looked like he wanted to take you right there. “Can you two stop. I really don’t want my best friend and brother flirting.”
“Sorry babe.” You grinned throwing your arm around her shoulders, “You brother has always been hot as fuck but talk about glow up. Damn papi, you take a hot shot or something?”
Jack looked you up or down smirking, “Me? Baby I think you did. Look at you, you’re fucking gorgeous. ” He moved with his hand to your body.
“I prefer mami but thanks I know I am.” You smirked.
Conor laughed loudly, “I love this new Y/N.”
“I prefer the old one.” Anna grumbled jokingly making the three of you laugh.
Four months later….
“Take me here, right now.” Y/N smirked as she walked in on Jack shirtless doing push ups. Used to Y/N randomly walking into his apartment Jack looked up at her with a smirk before carrying on with his push ups. “Awh, you’re no fun.”
Jack laughed to himself not bothering to look up and pay the girl some attention started doing sit ups but it all stopped when he felt a weight on him stopping him from carrying on. Feeling his skin come in contact with skin leaving him with a burning sensation, he opened his eyes to see the girl that had been teasing him for months on end.
“Now that was rude.” Jack smirked, hands sitting comfortable on your waist. “I was trying to work out.”
“Baby you don’t need to work out, your one sexy motherfucker.” You smiled placing your hands on his chest.
“I prefer papi but thanks I know I am.”
You laughed loudly knowing he used the words you had said a couple of months ago, Jack looked up at you lovingly hearing your laugh.
God he loved that laugh.
You quieted down staring back into his eyes, you leaned forward so your nose was touching his. “When are you going to ask me Jack?”
“When am I going to ask you? Well I had this big date planned but since your so impatient.” Jack huffed, rolling his eyes jokingly he smiled. “Will you, Y/F/N, do me the honour of being my girlfriend?”
You laughed softly nodding your head, “Who would say no to a papi like you Maynard?”
Jack laughed before grabbing your face in his hands and crashing his lips into yours. Smiling through the kiss, you couldn’t think about how happy you are moving back to London. Feeling you smile, Jack smiled too knowing he was truly happy with you.
However, your little make out session came crashing down when to voices where heard through the apartment.
“WHOO, that’s my bro.”
“No. No, no. Y/N! Why! Why damn it!”
Laughing you carried on kissing Jack but both of your stuck you middle fingers in the air, to piss them off. It was silent for a while and both you and Jack thought they had left but…
“Okay but really cut it the fuck out, we brought pizza.”
And this one is dedicated to the famous and beautiful @restlessanawake who is really awesome! Go check them out! They were a massive help to me in setting up this blog. Hope you enjoy!!
Warnings: Pregnancy. Labor. Fluff overload ;) One sex joke With him and the whole Stark clan, This is post White Walker War were all is good and Jon knows his parentage, but still goes by Jon Stark, or I guess goes at last. Things are almost too happy. But fear not no one dies.. Well…..Meh
“Time to get up love.”
You groaned, pushing away the arms that were attempting to shake you awake and moved closer to the other side of the bed. “Jon.. Lemme sleep. Little Mister Stark would not stop kicking last night. I am surprised you couldn’t feel it actually.” You smirked and opened your eyes, hearing his laughter and he carefully turned you around as he echoed your smirk.
“I told you, my love. It will be a she.” You gave him judging eyes and he rolled his own gray ones, “Even our Lady Sisters and Lady Aunt is on my side. As is Tyrion.”
“Well while that may be true, Bran is on my side and he has the sight.” She winked while forcing herself to stand slowly. “Speaking of your Aunt and Sister, when will the royal Queen and the Hand be visiting?”
He smiled, standing up so that he could help you while he continued, “Sansa and Tyrion promised to be here by nightfall, but you know the Queen. She said she would be here a fortnight ago… She will do her best to make it for the labor. And Arya, of course, must guard the Queen being the head of the Queen’s Guard.”
Your nine-months were up and being a Stark, family was essential for all things. Holidays. Name-Days. Weddings. And pregnancies.
As though the stress of almost delivering a child was not enough, the anxiety that holding off the labor until everyone was present was madness. Jon, being around you enough, could tell.
“Fret not, Y/N.” He smiled, pressing his forehead yours and wrapping a robe dress around you for the day and kissed your nose, “They will be here. And now, we must break fast.”
No surprise to the couple, Bran was already down stairs, his plate full as he was working on his sister’s-in-law. Seeing them he stopped and blushed, wheeling towards the two slowly as Jon embraced his brother with a hearty laugh.
Brandon Stark was decreed Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King of the North, so the three of you were practically inseparable.
“How is the Lord Snow this morning, Y/N?” Bran smiled, wheeling towards her and placing his hands on her belly as Jon sat. “He get you any rest?”
“None.” Jon sighed from across the room, “She was kicking all night.”
This caused both you and Bran to laugh and Bran to say a small, “We shall see.” As the three of you began to eat your food.
A grand feast was the result of Lady Sansa and Lord Tyrion’s arrive, Jon and the imp drinking away while you, Sansa, and Bran sat across the hall, discussing matters of getting Bran married.
“What about the Mormont girl?” You suggested, “She supposedly has the beauty and wits of the Tyrell’s but the strength of her father’s name.”
“The Queens bastard?” Sansa raised her eyebrows, “She is an adventurous girl. Young though, don’t you think?”
Your sister in law had not left you alone since she arrived, her hand barely leaving your belly.
“Besides. I think our Bran has his eyes on the head of House Reed. Lady Meera, is it not?”
With the words of her name, Bran blushed and brushed it off, “Have you and Jon thought of a name?”
You nodded, “Well since he will not listen to me about the gender, I decided Eddard Robb will have to do.” Bran nodded, a bright grin taking away the blush on your face. Sansa gasped.
“I hate to agree with my Lord brother, I do believe that your babe is a girl.” She winked at you causing both of you to laugh as Jon and Tyrion came towards you guys, handing drinks to Bran and Sansa.
Jon broke the laughter, snaking an arm around your waist to your belly as he looked at Sansa and Tyrion, “When are you and the Hand planning to have children, sister?”
Sansa’s face fell and she set down her goblet, Tyrion taking her hand. “We are waiting.” Silence fell between them as they knew what he meant before Tyrion broke it, winking at the youngest Stark, “We would like to see little Bran wed to the Reed girl first.” Bran blushed as everyone laughed mutter a small no stop as Jon kissed your cheek, then moved to your ear, his beard tickling her cheek.
“Bet it will happen by years end?”
“Please, by months end!” You smirked and he pepper kisses everywhere on your face, causing you to laugh.
A few days had passed and you were still waiting on Dany and Arya. Maesters had demanded you bedridden, fearing labor would come any moment though nothing came for a week. Deciding this and seeing your husbands nerves at an all time high, you had forced him to go on a hunt with Tyrion and Bran, promising that Sansa and a hand maiden be at your side.
“I just want you out lil lord.” You groaned, rubbing sleet off your eyes as you had not gotten proper sleep in several days,(basically since Jon left, your baby had been especially persistent in moving all night) “Stop being so feisty like your father and his family.” You smirked at Sansa who laughed. “Where do you the Queen and her personal guard are?”
“You know Daenerys. “ She smiled sadly, rubbing your belly, “And Arya. Stubborn as mules those two.”
“Aye. That is one way to put it.”
Silence fell as you were both occupied as the baby leapt and kicked about the in your belly causing you to hum in attempt to calm him. When at last he stopped, you sighed and Sansa smiled, but only for a moment when you felt something wet between your legs.
Cursing, you looked at Sansa whose eyes twinkled.
“Do you think-”
“Sansa…” You bit your lip to stop you from swearing again, “Get Ghost. He will get Jon. And get the Hand Maiden… Hurry… Please…”
She ran, laughing gleefully and picking up her skirts hollering, “IT’S TIME! THE HEIR TO THE NORTH IS ON THE WAY!” And within minutes, servants came rushing in, dabbing your forehead with a cloth and offering you food and wine as others spread your legs open. All the while all you could do was scream bloody murder.
“I just want my husband!” You whined, “Gods!” You closed eyes and bit your lip to try to and stop tears from falling out of your eyes.
Then you felt the tickle of a beard on your chin and allowed yourself to cry tears of happiness and the man kissed your cheek and slowly wiped your tears away.
“Hush now love. You need to start pushing.”
“Yes you can.” He grabbed both her hands and brought them to her lips,”You are strong.. You can do this… I believe in you… Ready?”
You nodded opening your eyes to meet his dark grey (brown in show) ones.
Progress on the leather-shell of the coat. The seams are not cut yet, so some interior puckering is happening that shall be resolved. The tails are now too long…not sure how that happened, so they’ll be trimmed to the correct height when I bother to put my boots on.
No shoulders yet…waiting for my magnets to show up as the shoulder pieces will be removable to alternate between the ‘fully armoured’ look and his 'casual’ coat.
Discovered that electrical tape works wonders instead of pins on leather…doesn’t leave a residue and holds the suede-side quite nicely!
I get serious 'coat action’ when walking in this…the tails flutter fabulously.