#chpriyanka

Lemon had just entered the apartment and nearly turned right back out. But her curiosity got the best of her, at least enough to keep that inside. “Put that thing back where it came from or so help me.”

“What do you want me to do? Run a DNA test and see whose vagina I can shove it back up?” Priyanka asked, bouncing a surprisingly calm infant in her arms.

“Or something!” The blonde huffed. “Okay, let’s go back to the beginning and tell me what happened.”

“Well, when a man and a woman love each other very much–”

Lemon pinched the bridge of her nose. “Skip to the part where the baby ended up in your possession.”

Priyanka didn’t miss a beat. “Someone asked me to hold her at the grocery store and after like, ten minutes, I started looking around for the mom and when I made eye contact, she ran out the door and drove away. Which would explain why she gave me a diaper bag too.”

She looked at her girlfriend in utter disbelief. “It’s a miracle you didn’t get abducted as a child,” she remarked, then added, “we’re taking the baby to the hospital.”

“I don’t think she’s sick.”

Lemon knew this was her only chance. If she wasn’t the one the queen picked, she’d be out on the streets, dancing, begging for money for her existence.

But the queen was choosing a bride from the most beautiful dancing girls in her kingdom, and Lemon knew she had to try. She was an incredible dancer, and she was going to wow the queen.

As was customary, Queen Priyanka was heavily veiled as she watched the girls dance for her. She’d have her guards tap out the ones she didn’t want, and Lemon was determined not to get tapped out.

The dancing was going for hours, and Lemon was a little lightheaded, her empty stomach doing her no favors. She needed this. She wanted this. She had no idea what the queen looked like but Lemon didn’t care. She needed to get off the streets. Maybe if the queen didn’t pick her, some wealthy patron would. She needed to do her best, so she kept on dancing.

She didn’t even notice that she was the last one dancing until the music stopped.

Instead of guards, servants tapped her to stop dancing.

“Bathe her and prepare her for me,” the queen said. “Then bring her to my chambers. I want to get to know my possible future bride.”

Lemon found herself ushered away to a decadent hot bath, as servants washed her, fed her, and dressed her. She was feeling recharged, and full for the first time in a long time. By the time she was ready to see the queen, she looked a far cry better than she had when she’d come in.

In fact, Lemon barely recognized the regal woman looking back at her in the mirror. She’d always wanted to be a princess and now at least, she looked like one. She was dressed in yellow, of course, looking extravagant and fit to keep company with a queen. Lemon could get used to this.

She was tired from dancing for so long, but she was eager to meet the queen and impress her. She wanted to keep this luxurious lifestyle and the queen had picked her out of all the dancers in the kingdom...

Lemon was instructed to bow and wait for the queen to come in and tell her she could look up. Lemon did but she was in that position for a long time and with all the dancing she’d done and the warm bath and a full belly... she couldn’t help but fall asleep.

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She woke sometime later in the softest bed she’d ever been in, lovingly tucked in and resting on luxurious pillows. She turned over and realized that she was not alone.

The woman in bed with her was so beautiful, Lemon wasn’t entirely sure she wasn’t dreaming. She’d been about to sleepily greet her with a very informal, ‘hey bitch!’ until she remembered that this was probably the queen.

Lemon bolted upright. “Your Majesty! I’m so sorry!”

The woman smiled beautifully, white teeth bright against her lovely dark skin. “That’s alright. I didn’t mean to keep you waiting for so long. Did you rest well, Lemon?”

Lemon smiled at the queen. “I did, Your Majesty. It’s a very comfortable bed,” she purred. “Maybe we can spend more time together in it...”

You Make Loving Fun - Fleetwood Mac

Sweet, wonderful you You make me happy with the things you do Oh, can it be so? This feeling follows me wherever I go I never did believe in miracles But I've a feeling it's time to try I never did believe in the ways of magic But I'm beginning to wonder why

“You wanna know something?” Lemon asked as they turned along the winding curve of the park path, “I never liked going on walks before, they always seemed… I don’t know, they seemed boring. The only time I did was when I just needed to get out of the house.”

Priyanka furrowed her brows. “You and your ex never went on walks? Not even after dates when you’re literally right there in the area?”

halfway through writing this i remembered priyanka's actual bf was literally her tattoo artist first lol

18. Lemon/Priyanka | S. Tattoo Parlor AU

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“Hey Lem!” Jan poked her head around to call out into the back room, “your two o’clock is here!” Then she turned to the woman at the counter and said in a more quiet, cheerful voice, “she’ll be right out, sweetie, go ahead and take a seat on one of the couches.”

Priyanka nodded and sat down, looking around the store as she waited. It wasn’t her first tattoo, but as far as she was concerned, it was her most important one, causing her nerves to spike. But when the pretty, blonde tattoo artist came out, her heart started racing for another reason entirely.

“Oh my god I’m so excited for you!” Priyanka exclaimed, arms wrapped around Lemon in a tight embrace – tight enough that it took him a moment to realize his friend was attempting to reply with his face smushed into his chest.

Once he could breathe, Lemon grinned broadly, “can you imagine if we both were winners? Ultimate power couple.”

Priyanka’s brow arched, “so we’re a couple now?”

Lemon cursed under his breath, face reddening, “I mean, you know, it’s what the fans–”

“This isn’t about the fans,” he observed with a grin, then teasingly prodded, “you have a crush on me, don’t you Lemon?”

He crossed his arms and pouted, “ugh, gross, of course not,” he insisted. “I just got caught up in the excitement of the announcement, heat of the moment or whatever.”

But to Lemon’s chagrin, Priyanka wasn’t convinced. “You’re cute when you lie,” he hummed, then pulled him closer by pulling his hoodie, “too bad you suck at it.”

G. Canon Compliant | 6. Lemon/Priyanka

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It wasn’t an unfamiliar situation - Lemon and Priyanka getting drunk to move on from Priyanka’s bad breakup. Priyanka was grateful his best friend hadn’t given him too much shit about letting it last as long as it did when it, in Lemon’s words, was ‘doomed from the start’. What was unfamiliar was the fact that this time, their drunken party of two had culminated with them hooking up for the first time.

ok so i set this in the poison paradise universe (before shit hit the fan)

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“When did you guys start hooking up, anyway?” Denali asked with casual curiosity.

Lemon’s face lit up in delight, a stark contrast to Priyanka groaning and hiding her head in her hands. “Actually, it’s a funny story.”

“No it’s not. It’s a super boring and lame story that you definitely don’t want to hear,” Priyanka insisted.

Naturally, Denali completely disregarded Priyanka’s response and focused her attention on Lemon. “Please tell me the story.”

Lemon clasped her hands together. “Okay, so, I’d just finished doing one of my numbers and I decided to get a drink. And I didn’t bother stopping by the quick change room so I just come up to the bar while I’m still topless and asked Pri for a seabreeze,” she started. “She can’t take her eyes off my tits and spills cranberry juice on herself. So, I offer to give her an extra t-shirt and we went into the quick change room and after calling her out on it, we hooked up.”

Denali listened intently, giggling. “Somehow that’s completely on brand for you guys.”

8. Lemon/Priyanka | Q. Summer Camp AU

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“Okay, Lemon, truth or dare?”

Lemon looked up at Jan from her lanyard and shrugged. “Truth.”

Jan tilted her head in thought. “Have you ever kissed a girl?”