The Dragón King

For the sweet @marilynmonroefanfics​ 🌷💖

Hope you’ll enjoy the story!

N.B: This story takes place in a modern universe, where the timeline is closer to our days.

“Listen, Charles: it can’t go on like this! You have to get married,” Queen Elizabeth said calmly.

The Prince of Wales sighed with annoyance: he was tired of hearing his parents forcing him to marry as soon as possible.

“Your mother is right, Charles: your bachelorhood cannot last forever! You’d think people are wondering why the heir to the throne is still not engaged," Philip grumbled.

Charles rolled his eyes: since he was twenty, his parents had been pressuring him to find a spouse worthy of his rank and the Crown of England. 

The problem was that he already had someone in his sights.

"Father, Mother, you know very well that I already have someone in my life!”

“AH, NO! NOT HER!" exclaimed the royal couple.

"There is no way you are marrying that unwelcomed Shand! Or should I say Parker-Bowles, since she is married!" fumed Philip.

"Your father is right, Charles: she is not suitable for you, and your romance has not gone down well with the public!" added Elizabeth.

Annoyed, the Crown Prince let out a long sigh before letting go:

"Can I go now?”

“You may go. But keep this conversation in mind!" said the Queen.

Without waiting, Charles turned and left the room, slamming the door behind him.

@andtheytoldustotellyouhello requested “Or where male!reader is the heir of the vale and he comes to pledge for the king of the north, his cousin?”

[Thanks for the request! Cousin incest and smut warning!]

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Even the gray skies could not dampen his spirits.

His eyes were filled with wonder, taking in every inch of the war encampment. It was as if he was five and ten again, watching the Knights of the Vale spar in the courtyard.

Men were gathered in the thousands, all united behind his cousin, the King whose name is Stark. A whole village of tents and the bustle was intoxicating. No man seemed to mind him, and he brushed shoulders with several as he passed through the large crowds. He was invisible here. Not the Heir to the Vale, or the eldest son of Jon Arryn. Just a man.

Eternals. 2021. Dir. Chloé Zhao 

••Paring- Colson baker X male reader

••Genre- imagine 

••Word count- 901

••Summary- Colson was who he was he controlled the people who fell for him even if one of those people were his best friend.

••Warnings- None

••Requested?- No

Masterlist

It’s wasn’t a big deal he said, it’s not like we’re going to end up together he said, it’s not like I love her he said. You being the guy were you were hung on to those words almost as if they were promises. There just one factor you for got to account for she was Megan fucking Fox But the events played out exactly how you thought they would it  in fact it was a big deal and they did end up together and he did love her more than he loved you but that was to be expected.

At first he just needed her for the music video that all but you weren’t that naïve you knew the minute she walked on to set and they talked that Colson would want nothing more on this earth that to be with Megan Fox even if it was for one night. She was MEGAN FOX who wouldn’t. Then it turned into a “Friendship” (that’s what he called it). She started to hang around the group more and more which made you visibly annoyed everyone saw it even her the only one oblivious  to your annoyance Colson. 

Rook however tried his best to keep your spirts up trying to remined you she wouldn’t be around long, that’s what Cols did he would have some one stick around just until he get all his fun out of his system. It was all in good fun until  his demeanor towards the girl changed. You knew you however were fucked when he gave her the look. Not the I wanna get into your pants look he gave every girl he met. No this look was different it consisted of the ’I love you eyes’.

 Why you cared you she didn’t know I mean he was your best friend it was probably because  you were only looking out for him right? At least that what she thought until she realized your jaw visibly clenched whenever he wrapped his arm around her she could practically see the anger radiating off your skin and she always spotted the eye rolls slipping from you whenever they were together. Or when she opened her mouth to speak to you.

She was everything you weren’t for starters she was well a she. No one had nothing wrong with you liking guys everyone knew and they were so supportive of you. There was just now way you could compete to many factors were simply fucking you over. I mean have you seen her smile or seen her eyes and it didn’t help that she was MEGAN FUCKING FOX. She resembled a damn goddesses. She was perfect every one saw it Colson more than anyone. She had saw the jealousy you harbored toward her for awhile and like the amazing person she was would often give you sad smiles and try to distance her self from him.

All for your sake. She was impossible to hate but you definitely managed. She sat next to him back stage. She saw your stare form the mirror as you got ready to open for him on his tour. She decided to join you seeing as Colson was distracted with starting to set up with the guys. “Your a pretty awesome guy you know that.” She smiled towards you as she appeared next to you blocking your view of him in the mirror. You shake your head and continue to fix your hair making sure it was secure.“ mmm.. thanks.” You didn’t mean to be rude you were just envy’s that he didn’t see you like he saw her. “Kells knows that too. He talks about you a lot.” The smile never let her perfect little face.

“I just bet Megan.” The thickness in your tone made her lips turn into frown. She didn’t like that you didn’t like her she really did try her best to get you to together even if it meant she couldn’t have him because honestly no one would protect him better than you could. “I think you two would make a good couple.” Your head shot up to meet her eyes you tried you best to shake of the surprise she sent through your body jut by sayin those nine words .A dry laugh left you lips. “I would have to like him for that to work plus says the girl who’s in love with him.” The hurt on her face was evident, but after a few seconds Her she gave a ‘really’ look. “We wouldn’t work.” You tell her.

“Why would you think that?” She asks you. “I’m not a girl and I’m not you.” She gave look of confusion. “That’s why we wouldn’t work because I’m not you he’s this messed up kid with anger issues and a drug problem. Your this ball of light. I’m a depressed anxiety filled acholic .” You explain. “You balance him out. I drag him down.” Her gaze softens on you.

So! This is the Masterlist for my reader series where the reader is the adoptive child of Han and Leia. They’re Ben’s little sibling. I’ll try not to make it gender specific but if it is I’ll write a female and then a male version.

This will eventually be a Poe Dameron love story! There will be plenty of one shots between the reader and Poe but also plenty more that will focus on just the reader and their story!

I’m still not entirely sure how this will go but right now it’s mainly gonna be a collection of one shots compared to an actual story.

HOWEVER!

Stories marked with *** are stories you I strongly suggest you read BEFORE you read the stories that follow AFTER said one shot!

*** = Important

** = Highly Suggested

* = Recommended

The one shots will be in chronological order and while I’ll try to make most of them stand alones there are some you need to read just to get some specific info since the series will be following the same story line and shit.

I’ll also try to separate the one shots a bit so that you can gage whether you want to read with the reader as a child, teenager, adult, ect.

I’m probably over explaining shit or maybe not explaining it clearly enough. If you have questions just ask! If you want to be tagged just ask! And if you have a request for a specific scene ask!

Also! Reader is Force Sensitive! Eventual Jedi!

40s! Bucky x male! reader

warnings : fluff, internalized homophobia (it’s the 40s, guys. don’t be mad at me pls)

This is the second time I’m posting on tumblr, omg. I’m a little stressed but that’s fine xD. Please, tell me nicely in the comments or by messages if I made any mistakes in my english spelling. /!\ It’s not my first language.

Enjoy !

It was already late in the evening when you heard a knock on the door of your small appartement in Brooklyn. When you opened, your friend and crush was standing there, wearing a military uniform. You immediately understood what that means. James Bucky Barnes was officially engaged in the American Army. Before you could open your mouth, Bucky did.

« You’re now friend with the Sergeant James Barnes ! »

You couldn’t help but smile at him, letting him in. As he steps into your home, you closed the door and looked at him, still speechless. As yours and Bucky’s gazes catch each other, you finally talked.

« So… it’s official, then. I guess you’re leaving tomorrow morning ? »

He only shooks his head, confirming your saying. In less than twelve hours, he would be gone without you saying to him what you wanted to tell him for months now. You were in love with Bucky Barnes and you disgusted yourself for that. You were taught that men couldn’t be with other men, but you couldn’t help it. Your friend was perfect and you fell hard.

« I wanted to say goodbye, but I’m not good at that. I hate goodbyes. » he said, a hint of pain in his voice.

You hated those too, especially when there was a enormous chance you’ll never see him again after he left. Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around his torso, resting your head on his shoulder. He did the same, this time resting his head on top of yours.

« I’m gonna miss you, (Y/N). »

« I’m gonna miss you too, Buck. Please don’t get killed, you punk. »

« Don’t worry, doll. You’re not going to get rid of me so easily. »

You felt butterflies inside you at the nickname. Then, you heard him chuckles as you did too. Maybe now was a good time to tell him what you wanted to say for so long. If he didn’t return your feelings, he could always just leave and forget about it during war. And you, you’d be alone with your thoughts and eventually get through the heartbreak with time. You took a great breathe and chased Bucky’s deep blue eyes. He still got a tiny smile on his lips, looking at you.

« Bucky, there’s something I need to tell you… »

« Sure, tell me. You know you can talk to me about everything. »

You were so disgusted of yourself for thinking about your best friend this way, but God you loved him so much. As your gaze fell to the ground, you finally had the courage to say it.

« I’m in love you, Buck. I- I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t… It’s unnatural but I can’t help it- »

You were shushed by soft lips crashing to yours. It didn’t took you long to realize those were Bucky’s and that he was kissing you. You leaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as his found their way around your hips. In a instant, all the doubts you got about Bucky’s feelings toward you or about yourself disappeared. You just wanted to cherish this moment, and secretly hoped it would never end. When the kiss ended, you looked at each other, giggling and blushing like teenagers.

« I’m in love with you too, (Y/N). » he said softly. « I have been for a while. »

That night, Bucky stayed with you. You slept while hugging, never wanting to let the other go. But when you woke up the next day, he was gone.

At that time of the morning, he probably already was in a boat, on his way to Europe. And you, you were now completely alone, only hopping that Bucky would soon enough come back to you.

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So, huh, what did you think ? :)

“You Got This” Masterlist

A/N: Soooo in the midst of writing a part 2 for You Got This, as per request of an Anon, I was inspired to write this short little angsty fluffy thing. This is supposed to take place some time after Jax and Tara gets together and before reader leaves Charming. Highly recommend reading You Got This for more back story for this universe.

Felt some sort of way listening to the song “Carry Me Home” by Jorja Smith.  I thought I was gonna use it for a Ray story I had in mind and this was the result of it. Highly recommend listening to this hauntingly beautiful song.

Pairing: Teenage!Jax Teller x Teenage GN! Reader (character is supposed to be Opie’s sister but in this particular fic, it can be read as anyone)

TW/CW: implied assault, violence

You’re in a daze and find yourself on your back on grassy dirt.  You can only hear muffled sounds. You blink a few times and look over to your right.  Things seems to be happening in slow motion as you come to.  You see someone standing over another person on the ground, kicking the shit out them. You then realize Jax is the one doing the ass kicking. Not too far from Jax you also see your brother punching another guy in the face. You try to remember what happened but you can’t. You start to feel some pain in your jaw. You lick your dry lips and taste blood. You swallow and then try to move, to get up off the ground.  You feel a pair of hands helping you and you slowly turn your head to see Tara.

Jax stops beating on the nearly lifeless guy when he sees you moving in his peripheral vision. He looks over at you and rushes to you. He’s looking right at you and see his mouth moving but at the moment you can’t quite make out the words he’s saying.

"Y/N! Can you hear me?” Jax shouts. You’re still on the floor but he’s cradling your head in his lap and hands. His calloused and bloody knuckles brush against your cheek. “Darlin’, please say something.”

Tara senses Jax’s concern is more than just brotherly love, but she brushes it off.  Everything happened so quickly.

“What happened?” you finally ask, straining your voice. The last thing you remember was waiting by the merry go round.

“Don’t worry about it, darlin’. You’re safe now. You’re gonna be alright.” Jax holds you closer to him.

“Come on, let’s get out of here.” You hear Opie say. “They’ve learned their lesson.”  Opie spits on the one guy he was beating up.

Jax takes a moment to calm himself and then scoops you up in his arms.  You lazily throw your arms around his neck and try to hold on.  You feel yourself being lifted, like you’re on a cloud. You rest your head on his shoulder, your face buried in his sweaty neck, the scent comforting you.  You rest your eyes and drift off, feeling safe and protected in the arms of Prince Charming.

“You Got This” Masterlist

A/N: I’ve always wanted to participate in a Writer Wednesday that @autumnleaves1991-blog always has weekly but the images had not inspired anything for me until now so this my very first submission for this week’s Writer Wednesday. I think it was too obvious for me that it would be Sons of Anarchy-related. This is supposed to take place in the same universe as You Got This where the reader is Opie’s sister, but this particular fic really can be read as his brother as well. Timeline wise, this would take place way before You Got This, where reader is 14 and Jax is 15/16. Another small peek into what their friendship/relationship was like in the beginning. I know I said I’m not currently expanding this universe but this prompt spoke to me and it was perfect for this and I can’t deny that I am in love with the dynamic between Jax and the reader in this universe as well.

Pairing: Teenager!Jax Teller x Teeneger GN! Reader

Plot: Jax "borrows” a bike and takes you both on a joyride.

Contains: cute fluffy shit, cursing

This is the image prompt below:

School is over for the year and summer vacation is here, but it doesn’t always mean it’s all fun. It means spending more hours working at Teller-Morrow. You usually do mundane things like cleaning and organizing tools and Jax would do simple car repairs and maintenence jobs. However, it’s been a long boring day and you and Jax are are up to your shenanigans again. You watch as Piney is teaching Opie about motorcycles. You start asking a million questions, half genuinely interested in learning as well, but really it’s to distract them. You glance over behind your father and brother and see Jax sneaking out of the office dangling a set of keys. You watch him scurry over to a Harley and put a helmet on. He turns to you and dangles a second helmet. He revs the engine, getting Piney and Opie’s attention.

“BYEDADGOTTAGO!” You yell quickly as you sprint over to Jax and grab the helmet and shoved it over your head and secure it as Jax takes off.

“Jax! Come back here, you little shit!” Piney yells as he tries to chase after him, but you and Jax are gone in a flash.

Your arms are wrapped around Jax’s waist, pressing your body against his back as he speeds up as he enters the highway. You love the feeling of the wind hitting your face and the sun beaming down on you as you’re zipping through the roads with no destination. It makes you feel like you’re flying. You’re still of course too small to navigate one of these but Jax is tall enough to.

“Hang on tight!” Jax shouts behind him. You hug him tighter as he revs the bike and adds a few extra miles an hour. Jax shoots straight down the open road. There is no one better to experience this natural high with. You relax your body against Jax’s and rest your chin on the back of his shoulder. Jax turns his head to you and smiles.

Still a novice, Jax underestimates a turn and overcompensates for the extra weight and ends up losing control and tilting over, skidding into the side of road into the dirt. Jax immediately frees himself and checks on you.

“Shit! Y/N!” He pushes the bike off of your leg. “Are you okay?” He helps you onto your feet and you’re limping a little. He checks your body for any injuries.

“That was fucking awesome!” you shout after taking your helmet off.

Jax’s worried look on his face slowly turns into a beaming smile.

“You’re fucking crazy.” Jax laughs and he pulls you in for a hug. You love being in Jax’s arms. He gives the warmest hugs and you always feel safe and protected in them. He pulls back to check on you again.

“I’m fine.  I’m just probably bruised up.” It’s a good thing you chose to wear jeans today and not shorts. Also, being around a male-dominated environment, you’re use to playing rough. Your mother is not a fan of you scrapping with the boys but you look up to your older brother and Jax and you always wanted to hang with them so you can walk off a little motorcycle crash.

“Wanna get some ice cream?” Jax asks as he tries to push the bike back up right. You give him a hand.

“Only if we go to Charley’s. Their ice cream is the best,” you tell him.

“Fine!” Jax fakes a huff after successfully getting the bike back up in the proper orientation. He smiles and tousles the hair on the top of your head. “Come on, squirt.” He hops back on to the bike.

“Should we bring some back for Ope?” you ask as you put your helmet back on and sit behind him.

“Nah.” Jax scrunches his nose and shakes his head. You wrap your arms again back around his waist.

“You ready?” Jax asks over his shoulder.

“Onward, noble steed!” You shout, pointing forward.

Robb Stark x Male Reader

(A/N: This one isn’t that long i just wanted to write something.)

You moved to winterfell early in your life, you were practically raised there. You were sent there to one day become Robb’s ward.

You grew up playing with Robb and Jon, pretending to be knights and strangely you also got along well with Sansa who you enjoyed reading tales of heroes of westeros with.

To be completely honest you got along with all of the Starks, you were like family to them and they were like family to you since you hadn’t grown up around family.

Though you and Robb were the closest, since you were literally raised to serve him.

But things got a little weird as you reached you teenage years and you started having romantic feelings for Robb which you had no idea how to handle.

Little did you know that the same had happened to Robb.

One day he approached you and said that you needed to talk privately and the two of you entered his chambers.

”Y/n, I-I…” he tried to get out but he couldn’t get it out. So instead he grabbed you and pulled you towards him and he kissed you, to his suprise you didn’t pull back.

And that night you ended up sleeping in each others arms.

The two of you tried to keep your relationship secret but somehow all the Starks found out anyway, but nobody really spoke up about it since they could see that you and Robb were happy.

The first one to approach you about it was Catelyn, she asked to speak to you in private.

She sat you down and told you about her family words, the tully words. She said they were ”Family, Duty, Honor” and she imformed you of it’s meaning.

Family comes first then duty and last honor.

You asked her why she told you this, and she said that ”If Robb loves you, you are now family” and she then asked if you loved him with all your heart.

”Lady Stark, I love Robb with my entire being” you answered and a smile spread across her face. She then took of a necklace and put it in your hand.

It was a silver pendant attached to it, it was the Stark direwolf.

You looked up from the pendant in to Catelyn’s eyes and she then said ”When i arrived in Winterfell Ned gave me this so that i would feel like i belonged in the family and since you and Robb can’t have a wedding i hope this can be enough for you”

Part 6

Request; Yes or No

If anyone with schizophrenia feels offended or wants to inform me on it, please feel free to message me and I'll fix whatever needs to be fixed. Please remember that I don't have schizophrenia so I can only learn from the people who do. Also, please be mindful of the fact that I'm not saying all wards are bad, some are good while others aren't, it really depends on you and how you view your experience.

(Y/N) walked down the empty white halls. He glanced down at his bandaged wrists and the scrubs he was wearing. (Y/N) frowned. He was back at the psych ward but why? A sudden sharp pain caused him to cringe and close his eyes, holding his head. He opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling. He heard muffled talking as the ceiling spun. (Y/N) felt someone touch his cheek and turned his head, looking at the doctor. He frowned, disgust filling his senses. The doctor chuckled.

"Don't look at me like that, (Y/N). You were asking for it."

(Y/N) sat up with a soft gasp. Kurtz raised his head, looking at him. The kitten wobbled over, sitting on his lap and meowing up at him.

"I'm fine.. It was just a nightmare... Or a memory. I don't know anymore, Kurtz." (Y/N) whispered, bringing the kitten close and hugging him. He heard his phone vibrate and picked it up, looking at the text message.

'Feeling better?'

(Y/N) sighed, not replying. He grabbed his pill bottle and took one as he petted Kurtz.

"The only way to end all this shit..." He trailed off, staring at the picture of him, Lucie, and his aunt.

"Maybe it's for the best." (Y/N) looked down at Kurtz. The kitten meowed at him, claws digging into his shoulder.

"You don't like that idea, huh?" (Y/N) gave a soft smile. Kurtz hissed lightly in reponse. (Y/N) pressed a kiss to the top of his head and stood up. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Veronica? Can we meet up?"

"Of course, why?"

"Your parents have connections, right?" (Y/N) asked.

"Yeah...?" Veronica sounded confused.

"In the mood to take down some corrupted dickheads?"

"They sound like such assholes! They're supposed to be helping patients, not treating them like trash!" Veronica angerily sipped on her milkshake. (Y/N) watched her, a bit amused.

"I'll tell daddy as soon as I get home." Daddy? She still called her father that? (Y/N) munched on some fries, choosing not to mention it.

"What about other patients?" Veronica asked.

"How were they treated?"

"The ones who had depression and other illnesses like that were fine. They were treated kindly but still had to eat the shitty food." (Y/N) sighed.

"They just need someone who will actually care about the ones that everyone thinks are dangerous." (Y/N) looked at her. Veronica nodded.

"I'll see what I can do." She leaned forward, resting her head on her palm.

"What about you? Other than the shock therapy, did they do anything else?" Veronica asked. (Y/N) shrugged.

"I don't remember.. But... I have a nightmare. I think the doctor might've... Done something." (Y/N) said, watching a water droplet slide down the side of the cola glass.

"Done something? Like what?" Veronica furrowed her brows. (Y/N) glanced at her.

"Like assault..? Sexual assault?" Veronica lowered her voice, staring at him with concern. (Y/N) shrugged.

"I don't know." Veronica sighed.

"Would you mind if I told the others?" She asked. (Y/N) picked up a fry.

"Whatever." He mumbled, taking a bite out of it. Veronica took out her phone, sending a quick text to the support group chat. (Y/N) looked at Veronica's phone when it start buzzing repeatedly.

"They aren't... Exactly happy about it." She looked at him. (Y/N) hummed, getting an idea.

"Betty's parents own the newspaper thing here in town, right? She and the others can gather as much info as they can and use it as evidence when your parents snatch the psych ward out from under those dickheads feet." (Y/N) proposed. Veronica grinned, nodding and texting again.

"That's a good plan!"

"Thanks, I used to watch a lot of crime shows and such when I was younger." (Y/N) replied, drinking his cola. Veronica looked down at his phone.

"Everyone agrees. We'll meet up at my place and start this plan of yours." She said, paying the check and pulling him along.

"By the way.." She spoke up, getting into the car that pulled up. (Y/N) hesitantly got in with her.

"Are you and Malachai dating?" She asked, crossing one leg over the other. (Y/N) blinked, furrowing his brows.

"No, why?"

"Jughead said he heard Malachai call you sweetie and that Malachai said he was gonna make you the second Ghoulie King." Veronica explained. (Y/N) blinked. Did Malachai have more than friendly feelings for him or was he just trying to get under Jughead's skin?

"We aren't dating." (Y/N) clarified. Veronica hummed.

"He's probably just messing around." (Y/N) looked at her, shrugging lightly. Veronica quirked a brow.

"Really? Never saw Malachai as a just playing around type of guy." Veronica said. (Y/N) looked at her.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Maybe he likes you." Veronica shrugged.

"Me?" (Y/N) shook his head.

"You're attractive, nice when you wanna be, and you two get along just fine." Veronica faced him.

"I'm a mess." (Y/N) huffed.

"So is he." Veronica watched him.