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“I’d… I’d make a good husband, YN.” Kurt said in earnest.
YN sighed and rubbed her stomach. “You would, Kurt.”
A beat of silence then, “But you won’t marry me…”
It hurt her to deny him. To say no. But she felt half formed. That she was not enough to make a good wife and mother. The world had changed and she had faltered under the weight.
“You don’t wanna marry me.” She told him.
Kurt could tell she was hurting by keeping him at arms length. She did love him, had loved him for a long while, but she was punishing herself by keeping him away. He hated to see her sad.
“You don’t need to keep me away. I have seen all of you, and I am not afraid. YN-“ He began but she dropped her head lower and began shaking her shoulders as she cried.
He stepped forward and held her gently. Letting her cry in his arms.
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I have a future for Rhaenys and Maegor ii in mind. Something involving their first child. But I feel guilt not involving you all. Plus I don’t think it’d be right to blindside you with the revelation.
But then again you all love my twists.
Comment under if you’d like to know the future and I’ll probably send you a message about what it is. Or maybe I’ll just respond below
Rhaenys first son dies at six months. And she is really messed up by it. Same winter flu that killed princess Daenerys, jaehaerys and alysanne’s daughter.
Here’s a excerpt of Maegor ii’s grief:
“The maester told me he would recover. That the worst was over. Then, not three hours later the fever took him.” Maegor ii said, looking down at the small drawing he had made of his son. “That poor little creature was merely six months old, and had already individuality and character.”
He wiped his eyes but tears kept creeping back up. “They tell me, I suppose to comfort me, that I will surely have other children. But where is Raedan? Where is that little creature that I would, believe you me, I would die on a cross for a thousand times over if only to let him live. I can’t speak of it anymore. Anna is crying, and I have to be strong. We will go to our seaside estate. Hopefully the change in scenery helps.”
Aegon ii placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “Colin-“ He stopped when his brother, this pinnacle of strength and courage looked up at him with teary eyes, wet cheeks, and a hopeless look.
“He was just beginning to know and love me.” Maegor ii said with a sob.
I have a future for Rhaenys and Maegor ii in mind. Something involving their first child. But I feel guilt not involving you all. Plus I don’t think it’d be right to blindside you with the revelation.
But then again you all love my twists.
Comment under if you’d like to know the future and I’ll probably send you a message about what it is. Or maybe I’ll just respond below
YN was at her grandparents house. The four year old usually spent summer days with them. Her mother had a habit of leaving her there to spend the day to herself. But YN didn’t mind. She loved her Mawmaw, they had a special connection. Mawmaw seemed to be very connected to the earth. The plants grew strong under her care. The birds always landed on her shoulder. The deer always stopped by her home because they knew she would keep them safe.
YN just thought it was something all grandmothers could do. That it would pass down from mother to daughter to granddaughter. YN could always make things grow and be healthy around her.
On this day, the day of her fourth birthday, Yn was sitting in her grandmother’s garden. It was close to the woods and creek. She was hoping to see a robin or a cardinal bird. She toddled around the rows of vegetables and flowers when she saw a bird on the ground. It was very still and she thought it was dead.
That thought made her sad. YN hated when the birds were hurt. So she bent down and picked up the small creature. It was a hummingbird and it was very still. She held it in one small hand and covered it with the other. Humming a lullaby to the bird, she begged it to wake up.
And then she felt movement. Uncovering it with her hand, she saw the bird moving and tweeting. YN smiled a big smile and lifted her hand up as high as it could go. The bird looked around then shot out from her hand into the air. Alive and well.
YN was so happy she helped the bird she didn’t notice the eyes of her grandmother behind her. The older woman came up behind her and knelt down, touching the little girl on the shoulder. YN smiled when she saw her grandmother and pointed to the bird.
“Lookit, Mawmaw! Birdie is alive again!” YN exclaimed.
“I saw, junebug. You have a gift just like Mawmaw has. Wanna see sumethin?” The woman asked.
YN nodded and watched as her grandmother picked a dead bloom off the ground, holding it in the palm of her hand face up, she smiled. The bloom suddenly became healthy and bloomed a beautiful flower with no stem or roots. YN’s eyes were wide with amazement and she touched the petals with gentleness.
“We have a gift, junebug. A gift of life and healing. But no one must know it or someone would use our gift for selfishness.” Mawmaw explained.
“Does pawpaw know?” The little girl asked.
“Kinda. He know ‘m sumethin special. And he figure you’re sumethin special too.” Mawmaw explained.
YN spent most summers with her grandparents. And while she didn’t remember most of the things her grandma said, she remembered her grandmother was someone special. Mawmaw died when YN was eight. And while the woman’s memory was blurry in YN’s mind, she remembered her grandmother was special.
~~~
19 years later
May 1st. The start of the warm seasons. And Kurt and YN’s favorite month. They chose this month to get married. Not needing much. Just a catholic church and a priest to wed them. And Kurt liked the priest who baptized their daughter. YN was comfortable leaving her recluse in the mountains to marry him in New York.
They had been waiting anxiously for this day. Following all the superstitions and traditions that surrounded this day. They separated the night before so as to not let any bad luck come about.
YN wanted everything to go well. Her eight month old daughter was her flower girl, her three older sisters were her bridesmaids along with her fiancé’s sister, and her oldest brother was going to walk her down the aisle. She invited select friends from her community, ones she knew wouldn’t freak out and call for pitchforks and torches at seeing her lover.
Her mother wasn’t there though. That made YN sad. She loved her Ma, even if her Ma made it hard to love her. Kurt also wished his mother could attend. But he was happy to have his family in the X Men be a part of this day. The man who was the soul of the X Men had found happiness and he wanted to share that with everyone.
YN was getting ready in her room, a spare room in X Mansion. Her hair had been tamed from its melungeon waves to an updo. Her face was washed and her nails were done. She was looking at her sisters and friends. They all seemed happy for her.
“I can’t believe this is happening. Ma never married so I always assumed I’d be without.” She said as her oldest sister fixed her fly away hairs.
“I know! We all thought you were gonna be like Ma and have dallyances with roaming men.” Her oldest sister commented.
“Today, little sister, you are gonna face the rest of forever with the love of your life. You have nothing but time now.” Her middle older sister said.
That caught YN’s attention. Forever. Kurt said they would be together for the rest of their lives. But deep down she knew that that wasn’t a certainty. That he could die anytime, and she would only have their daughter and a few photos to remember him by.
YN never thought she could love someone so hard as she loved Kurt. Someone who fell into her life and loved her even if she thought she was alone. She had been alone so long she didn’t even know she was lonely. Now the thought of Kurt dying or just not being there scared her.
She didn’t know when she started crying. The tears just fell down her cheeks and she began hiccuping. This was a big cry. A cry she hadn’t cried since she was a little girl. The others watched this once joyful woman turned into a weepy mess, her older sister glad they didn’t put makeup on her just yet. YN clutched her silk robe and tried to breathe but nothing helped.
“Hey… hey, YN this is a happy day. Don’t think about that stuff.” One of her older sisters, Bootsie, tried to comfort.
“But I have to! He could die from a stroke. Or a sentinel could kill him. Or even if he lives to old age, I still might have to face a day where he’s gone.” YN said with tears falling on her hands as she bent over.
“Sugar… You could have so many years together. This anxiety is just in your head. Everyone goes through this. Hell, I went through it with Remy.” Anna-Marie tried to say.
“God.. I hope I die first. I wanna die first. Cause I don’t think I could live in a world without him.” YN hiccuped.
She buried her face in her hands and cried harder. The four other women in the room looked at each other, until the oldest woman got an idea.
YN’s oldest sister, Mercy, turned to the middle sister. “Go find Kurt. Bring him here. He’ll calm her down.”
The middle sister, Willa, nodded and took off. She knew where the boys would be at. Running down the halls to where she knew they were talking.
Kurt was so likable that YN’s brothers, who were all ready to threaten the man if he were to hurt their sister, just couldn’t help but love him. Kurt was laughing with the men, distracting himself from his nervousness to be married.
The good times were interrupted when YN’s sister, Willa, came through the door. Frantic and anxious. Kurt immediately got scared.
“What’s wrong?” Her brother, Creek, asked.
“YN’s cryin’” Willa explained.
“Why? What happened? Does she still want to marry me?” Kurt asked nervously.
“She started thinkin’ you were gon’ die soon. And she don’t know what she’d do if that happens.” The woman explained.
Kurt looked to his friends and they gave him the go ahead to get to his love. Bamfing in front of the door where his love was crying. Knocking frantically to get her attention.
Anna-marie opened the door a tidge. Sighing in relief when she saw her brother. She left the room and hugged him.
“She just started cryin’. I think she’s spiralin’. You should talk to her.” Rogue explained.
Kurt nodded, and as YN’s sisters left the room, he made his way to go in. But was stopped when YN shut the door.
“Schatz. Please. Let me in. I want to help you.” He pleaded.
“It’s bad luck to see me before our vows. We can’t start this on the wrong foot.” She cried.
“Then I’ll shut my eyes. Tight. I won’t look at you. I swear it.” He said.
There was a beat of silence, then a quiet, “Okay…” And he opened the door, eyes shut tight, and stood on the other side. Hearing his beloved sniffle.
“I hate cryin’, ‘specially before an event.” She whispered and wiped her eyes.
He opened his arms and she took the invitation to fall into them.
“Cry, schatz, not every tear is an evil.” He said, kissing the top of her head.
She buried her face in his chest and weeped carefully. Hands gripping him like she was certain he’d disappear if she let go.
“Why are you worrying about the future? Why worry about if I might die?” He asked.
“There’s no if ‘bout it. You will die one day. And I know it’ll be before me. I just got you in my life. I can’t lose you.” She cried.
“God calls his children back to him when their time comes. It is not a sad thing.” Kurt said.
“There you go wit God again.” She sighed.
“I must. He brought me to you. He saw I was injured and brought me to a woman who could heal with her touch. A woman who gave me a daughter. A woman I love deeply.” He said.
“But God could take you anyday. This can’t go on forever. It’s likely one of us will have to spend some days alone.” She whispered.
“We are always together. We live through Sophia. Through the X Men. Through our works. You will feel me when you feel a breeze through your hair. When the sun shines brightly on your face. I am always by your side, schatz. Even when you can’t see me.” He reassured her.
“I just want to live forever with you. Please, darlin’ don’t go where I can’t follow.” She begged.
With his eyes still closed, he touched her cheek and kissed her lips softly. She felt herself relax and he sighed.
“One day, after we have both left this earth, we will wake up in a garden together. God will have reunited us. And we will live through our love for Sophia. YN. You are my Engel. I will always be with you.” Kurt proclaimed.
She smiled and touched his face. How handsome he was. How beautiful. She thought she could live in this moment forever. Then she pulled away and sat back down.
“You can go back now. I’m better. I promise.” She told him.
He nodded and bamfed away. The women entered her room again, her sisters hugging her tightly. And her soon to be sister in law pulled the dress out from the wardrobe.
Today would be perfect.
~~~
The ceremony went off without a hitch. They proclaimed their love and devotion to each before God, a priest, and their friends and family. When he lifted her veil to reveal her smiling face, he couldn’t help but kiss her. The man who was so used to people looking at him like he was a demon, was now being looked at like he hung the stars themselves.
Afterward, at X Mansion during their reception, Kurt had to practically swat people away from holding his daughter. Sophia was an instant hit. Everyone seemed to love her. He could only keep his sister away for so long though. As Anna-Marie took Sophia from his arms and started walking away with her.
YN wasn’t as closed off as the last time she was in New York. Talking to others and being more open. She was happy. Right now she was talking to Charles. The man was comforting and kind.
“So you’ve been gifted your whole life?” He asked.
“I vaguely remember my grandmother, she could bring things alive. Like me. I think I just been repressing’ this ability for a while.” YN explained.
“To accept yourself as something different when you’ve been something else your whole life is a challenge. But you are not alone. We can help you through your mutation.” He said.
“I don’t think I’ll be leavin’ my home much. But I have accepted I might be a mutant. I think it’s just an adjustment.” She said.
Charles smiled and nodded. “It’s a big thing. But you have family to lean on.”
She thanked him and walked away. Going to the open bar. There was a mysterious woman sitting there, a redhead. She was sipping on a glass of rosé wine and looking at Kurt longingly.
YN stood next to her and smiled. “You know Kurt?”
“I’m his mother and father.” The woman explained.
YN’s eyes widened and she took a step back. “Kurt said you gave him up. That he wasn’t wanted by you.”
The woman sighed and looked at YN. “I took the form of a man. I slept with my lover Irene and we conceived Kurt. Out of love. But something went wrong and I had to leave him somewhere to find my love. Irene. And when I went back for him, he was gone.”
YN looked at this woman with pity. It was clear she was telling the truth. That she lived Kurt in her own way. But she didn’t know how to tell him.
“Why did he think you abandoned him. That he said you said you didn’t want him.” YN asked.
“Because I had my memories changed. By Charles. Now I know the truth. But Kurt doesn’t. I don’t know how to tell him.” The woman said.
“Why are you tellin’ me?” YN asked.
“Because you’ll tell him. That I love him. That I wanted him before I forgot. Please. I haven’t been a good mother. But I love him and my daughter.” She explained. Then suddenly and out of character for Raven, she hugged YN.
YN hugged her back and whispered she would tell Kurt the truth. The rest of the night blurred together. Photos were taken. Kurt danced with his wife. Sophia was passed around like a doll.
Everyone seemed happy. And when it was over, YN and Kurt got in a car and went off to their honeymoon.
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You are an evil woman. And you must play this joke on your husband.
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Baelor
YN’s husband could take a joke. He was very easy to make smile. But there were some things that would more exhaust and shock him then make him laugh.
YN and Baelor had two sons. Both young men at this point. Yes they could still have children but Baelor seemed content with the children he had. Which is why this joke would be so funny to his wife.
Baelor was sitting at his desk looking over papers. YN had roped her lady in waiting to this joke. As she was getting ready they spoke about menial things.
“It’s just a little hard. Now with me being pregnant and all.” YN said offhandedly and left the room.
Baelor looked up suddenly and watched as his wife left their quarters. Eyes wide and hand dropping his writing tool.
“YN, Wait!-“ He began but she was gone before he could catch her. Not knowing she was peeking at him through the crack.
He slumped down in his chair and rubbed his face with his hands. Sighing and looking at himself in the mirror.
“Well, this is a conundrum.” He said.
After a half hour, YN came back in the room. To find him looking out their balcony.
“Something wrong, my love?” She asked with a smile on her face.
“I thought our baby days were over. But I am happy to have another infant in the family. This will not be easy.” He said with dignity and respect for his wife.
YN smiled that knowing smile and took his hands. “You do not have to stress. I am not pregnant. It was a joke.”
He smiled and kissed her. “I would be happy if you were anyhow.”
Maekar
Maekar did not think he could handle another child. The man and his wife had six children. Some would say that was proof they were in love. His children would say to get off their mother cause she should be allowed to rest.
YN loved to joke around. The bright smile on her face made him feel warm. But some jokes were just there to raise his blood pressure.
This one would skyrocket his blood pressure.
YN was being attended to by her maid and the idea came right to her.
“Of course you know, I’m pregnant again.” She said offhandedly.
Maekar froze and stared incredulously at her. Again?! By the gods his children were right: he needed to climb off his wife.
He sighed and looked at YN, only to be surprised by her giggling. “This is funny?” He asked.
“Of course it is. Look at your face.” She smiled. “Oh my darling, I am not pregnant. I just wanted to see your face.”
He sighed once again. “You are a wicked woman.”
“You love my wickedness”
Aerion
It was always a gamble to play a joke on Aerion. He would never raise a hand to his lady wife. But he would rage and complain that a dragon was not to be trifled with.
Stop that made the gamble all the more fun, They had one son already. He was happy with that. But he didn’t think he’d have another child so soon.
But YN loved to see his face. She was dictating a letter to her mother as Aerion was playing with a dagger. She loved to look at his face.
She loved her dragon.
“And mother, I have wonderful news. I am pregnant again. So my dragon cannot lie with me for a long time again.” She said offhandedly.
Aerion looked up in shock and wickedness. He looked up and down at his lady wife and tried to deduce how long into the pregnancy she was.
“Truly?” He asked.
She saw his face and began to laugh. Dismissing her writer and smiling at her dragon.
“No. I am not. Believe me. Maegor is enough.” She smiled.
He looked incredulous at her. Then a wicked grin came across his face. He grabbed his wife and held her throat gently but firmly.
“I think Maegor needs a sibling. A sister.” He said.
Valarr
Many had told him to wait for a child. To enjoy his wife while he could. But he was eager. He loved his wife and wanted a child with her dearly. But YN was a joker. She loved to see his face as she played a joke on him.
Today he was watching her get dressed. Smiling at his wife as she got ready. She was telling her maid various things when the wicked thought came into her head.
“Of course I’ve been a little more tired than usual. I am pregnant is all.” She said casually.
Valarr choked on his breath and jumped out of the bed. Dismissing the maid and grabbing his wife.
“Truly?! Really?!” He said with the joy of a puppy.
YN felt a little bad and shook her head. “No. I just wanted to see your reaction. But we can keep trying this morning.~”
He smiled and kissed her deeply. Having babies was good. Making babies was fun.
Dunk
They weren’t married yet. Very soon. But not yet. That didn’t stop them from having fun between the sheets. But Dunk always thought they were careful. He was a man of honor and would do the right thing if his lover got pregnant.
Which is why this joke was wicked. Dunk wasn’t the brightest so it was usually mean to play jokes on him. But he was so earnest it was impossible for YN to resist.
As she was talking to a lady by the stables the thought came into her head. She smiled something wicked and glanced back at Dunk.
“Of course things are a little more complicated, me being pregnant and all.” She said casually. The woman nodded like she understood and carried on.
Dunk dropped his brush he was using. He was shocked and came running up to YN. His eyes wide and his hands frantically moving.
“Really?! We have to get married! We can’t have our child be a bastard! YN! Why didn’t you tell me?!” He said loudly.
YN laughed and smiled. “I just wanted to see if you were listening.”
Dunk deflated in relief and kissed YN’s cheek. He was relieved. They’d marry soon.
Lyonel
If anyone could take a joke, it was YN’s husband. He laughed with her and took whatever she gave him in stride. Hell she took what he gave her in stride.
They had children by now. A daughter and two sons. But he always joked they would have more. He couldn’t keep away from her.
She knew she wasn’t pregnant. But she knew he would love it if she was. So as she was reading her letter out loud, the thought came into her head.
“And of course mother will be happy. I am pregnant again.” She said casually.
Lyonel let out a barking laugh and jumped toward her happily. Grabbing her shoulders and kissing her deeply. “I am happy my love! We will populate the storm lands with our children!”
She laughed breathlessly and slapped his chest. “I’m not pregnant you oaf. I just wanted to see your reaction.”
He smiled and kissed her again. “You will be by the time we’re done.”
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pope ending up in a relationship with an overeducated, high achieving woman. this is a man who didn’t graduate from high school and now he’s in the kitchen listening to his girlfriend dress some schmuck down for thinking he could pull a fast one on her and delete her redlines before sending the amended contract to the client. pope looks at his fists. should he offer to beat this guy up? he looks back at his girlfriend. he hears the guy sputtering on the other line.
