One of my previous SasuSaku posts was how I vision what their 2nd daughter aka Sarada's sister would look like here.
A while ago, I did a redesign of her on Charat Dress Up because I love this image of her better:
I love this hairstyle on her better. Beautiful & cite spitting image to her mama, only her cherry blossom pink hair is in a spikey style like her papa's hair. And like her big sister, this 2nd Uchiha princess also inherited her papa's onyx black eyes.
Plus, I change my mind about her name being Shoko. Instead, it's Sayoko, Sayoko Uchiha.
うちは サヨコ (Uchiha Sayoko)
Sayoko's name in the kanji is this 彩昌心 meaning "Colorful Bright Heart".
Her parents and older sister all have the "Sa" starting their first names. Sasuke, Sakura, Sarada & now Sayoko. (SaSaSaSa)
Sayoko's birthday is still July 26th.
She is younger than her Sarada-Onee-Chan by 17 years.
heeyy, love all your stories!!! the one with y/n being the second daughter of viserys and being in love with daemon was absolutely amazing!!! if possible, could you maybe write a second part where he somehow chooses her publicly and they get married and rule together, maybe a child or two... or something like that, very happily ever after vibes?? if not it's ok!!
AN: Hi, I hope you like it x
The death of your mother had you in deep mourning and all alone as your father as ever focused on your sister. It was hard to even leave your chambers in the morning; not that anyone noticed. Except him. Daemon was the only one that cared for you in this difficult period. And the love you had for him only deepened.
What you didn’t know was it was the same for your uncle too. He didn’t know how he had missed it all these years. Daemon knew he had a lot of making up to do, which he had done whilst being on his knees in your chambers. But he needed to do something more; something public.
He knew the tides were changing; his own aspirations for the throne still were held close but he knew Otto was seeking to further his own house. He could still persuade his brother in his weaker state, especially now that Y/N was pregnant. Not that she knew this, but it had been obvious for the past month now.
Your grief had allowed your monthly visitor to slip your mind but the maids were beginning to notice now and it wouldn’t be long until such rumours made it to your father. It was how he found himself in front of his brother in the empty throne room. Well, it would be empty if you weren’t by your father’s side; your head hung low.
He hated that sight and his fierce eyes moved to his brother. “Is there something wrong?” Daemon finally asked. “Some information has come to my attention.” Viserys moved to stand; his eyes never moving from his brother. “What information?” Daemon played dumb for a moment.
“Don’t hide from this.” His brother ordered and Daemon only raised an eyebrow. “She’s pregnant.” Viserys motioned to you. “I know.” Daemon answered without a care as he finally stepped towards you as shock grew inside you. “You knew?” You softly whispered to him, ignoring your father.
Daemon only nodded and gently cupped your face; his fingers softly stroking your cheek for a quiet moment. “Are you okay?” He whispered, leaning in to brush your noses together as you softly nodded your head. Viserys watched the scene in front of him. The situation caused a lot of problems but it also had its benefits. Especially if his daughter had a son.
Your worry only grew even more at your father’s silence as you finally looked towards him. “Do you love her?” The King finally asked. Daemon stared at his brother, “Of course..I have done for a while now.” He whispered his admission. Your eyes widened at the knowledge and you couldn’t help the soft smile coming over your face.
“Well, this mess needs cleaning up and the only way is for you two to be married.” Viserys announced. “Marriage?” You whispered as Daemon only moved closer to you; his hand moving up and down your back. Your body hummed in happiness at the idea as your father only nodded and moved to leave.
Daemon looked back down at you in complete softness as his brother finally left them alone. “Is that fine with you?” He whispered, his heart would be breaking if it wasn’t what you wanted. “Of course.” You whispered to him. “It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” You looked up and moved in for a soft, loving kiss as his hands moved to your stomach.
“We are having a baby.” You softly whispered; unsure and fearful as you remembered your mother’s difficulties. It seemed Daemon shared your worries as he gently stroked your gown covered stomach. “Don’t worry about anything..I’ll protect you.” He whispered sweet nothings into your ear.
1 YEAR LATER
“Long live the Queen. Long live the King.” The crowd’s cheers echoed around the throne room as you and Daemon stood in front of the thrones. Your pregnant belly just showing from your beautiful gown as your 4 month old baby slept in your arms. A boy that was a spitting image of Daemon.
A lot has happened since the proposal. The pregnancy was easier than you thought; it was something Daemon enjoyed seeing on you so it was no surprise to anyone that you were pregnant at your coronation. You softly looked over to your husband who was already staring at you.
His hand reached for yours as the crowd still cheered. His fingers began to play with yours and the large ring Daemon had gifted to you in what seemed like another life. You looked down to see your son sleeping soundy even as the noise only grew. The crowns were soon brought out; all rubies and gold.
They were gently placed on your heads. The cheers only grew before they slowly died down enough for the celebrations to begin. Thankfully, it seemed her sister had accepted the change in tides, especially after Viserys death. It had been a hard time for everyone and soon the Princess would be married to Ser Cole.
The food began to move onto the tables as Daemon gently guided you to the high table. “Are you well?” He whispered into your ear; his fingers moving through a lock of your hair before he looked down to his sleeping son. “I am,” You hummed up at him, resting your head on his shoulder for a moment.
Daemon slowly filled your cup with fresh water whilst the food was placed in front of you. HIs hand still rested on your stomach whilst you both enjoyed the peaceful moment. “Are you happy?” You asked; looking up at him from under those lashes of yours. “Of course,” Daemon promised.
“I wouldn’t want anything else.” He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. It wasn’t long before your baby boy sounded out and Daemon gently plucked him from your arms so you could eat. You could only softly smile at the display as you reached for some cake to nibble on; the eating for two was addicting.
Daemon could only chuckle before looking down at his son; softly stroking his cheek as he watched the lights. You looked down and gently stroked your stomach whilst the gifts of the kingdom began to make their way to you. A dragon egg was presented for your unborn child whilst jewels from all corners of the kingdom were presented for you.
I wanted to hear her warm voice, the passion which seemed to flow through her every movement, her every word. She was life in a way I hadn’t seen before. So many humans thought that to be alive meant to do reckless things, to take great risks and chances: ‘living,’ they called it. But this woman with her delicious curves and strikingly bright brown eyes, she was comfort. She wasn’t risk, she wasn’t the edge I walked over and over again.
She was routine, family, home.
Can someone make a fanfic about Viserys having a second daughter from his first marriage and Alicent makes her go up to stairs after giving birth to check the legitimacy and it turns out the baby is a girl and the 2nd daughter looks Alicent straight in the eyes and says the baby is named “Aemma”
The moment seemed to stretch as they sat there, close and warm on one bed. Then Eammon stood gracelessly, running a hand through his hair. He picked up the glass of wine on the desk and took a sip before handing it to Red. “Fife is attempting soup. Do you want some?”
“I think I just want to sleep.”
Eammon nodded, headed to the staircase. “Good night, then.”
“You have to sleep, too.”
He stopped, glanced over his shoulder with a raised brow.
Red took a swallow of wine. “No more all-nighters,” she said firmly. “You’re exhausted, Eammon.”
“I promise I will sleep.”
“Here. With at least a proper blanket. Not slumped over a table in the library.”
The heavy brow climbed higher, the corner of his lip following. “Any other orders, Lady Wolf?”
Her cheeks flushed, but Red angled up her chin. “Not at present, Warden.”
Anonymous said to aesthetic-background: hi! i was wondering if you could make a lockscreen/background for maxine mayfield from stranger things? it's totally okay if you can't, but i love max and i really need a new lockscreen/background and yours are beautiful so yeah, thanks in advance!
