My hope and prayer is that you're watching House of the Dragon and would write something cute for Jace and 11. seashells rattling in a back pocket:( I miss him sm
⋆ summary. collecting shells on dragonstone's unfortunate beaches
⋆ pairing. jace valaryon x f!reader
a/n. jace... what have you done?
mlist. prompts. reqs are open 𓂃 ₊⊹
dragonstone was a no driftmark with its glimmering shores and white-sand beaches. there, you could walk along the tide undisturbed and collect a modest dowry of seashells to decorate your room – abalone, conch, cowrie, sundial. you recalled the summers some years ago, when, as children, you would barter shells and sea-washed pebbles. jacaerys had built a sandcastle for you once, adorned with all which you had that day collected. the red keep, he had informed you, though the imitation was only accurate in spirit.
no, dragonstone, with its sharp teetering cliffs and smoke-heavy air, could not attest to driftmark’s beauty. nor could the keep of house targaryen offer any semblance of the peace you had had on your visits to high tide. here was not much but gloom and an odd, almost imperceptible shaking of the earth, as though it was breathing.
jace presented you with a clam shell, plain creme and spotted. “for your thoughts,” he added when you made no move to reach for it, nor explain your lengthy silence. it was you who had invited him to walk the rocky coastline, and you who grew unexpectedly quiet as the winds picked up closer to dusk.
gently, you turned the shell and wiped wet sand from its ridged surface. “this makes it our fourth?” you asked.
“fifth,” he corrected with a small smile, and what a clever smile it was. he walked and the seashells rattled in his back pocket. “if we keep hunting till midnight we might find ten in total.”
though the prospect of spending more time in his lovely company enticed you, the coolness that condensed upon your skin beckoned an early end to the day. jace never encountered this problem, as he always ran hot. it was the dragon blood, no doubt, or his unbreakable spirit.
“i question the chances of our success,” you said kindly. the sky was beginning to crimson, gliding along his fine features to eclipse the deep brown of his eyes. from this angle, the sun framed him prettily. you longed to tell him, yet his gaze was already sweeping along the horizon, called to where vermax and syrax danced. perhaps such words would overstep a boundary neither of you yet acknowledged existed.
“then,” he placed his hands behind his back, leather gloves creaking from how hard he must have gripped, though his amicable expression did not change, “i… suppose i must leave our further course of action for you to decide. i shall walk you back, if you… if you wish to return, that is. or, we may watch the sunset. like we used to.”
the breeze whistled as the seconds ticked on. alas, there was not much to consider, was there? you wrapped your arm around his and did not miss the quick inhale he breathed through his nose, nor the way his back straightened slightly, nor the smile he attempted to fight off though in the end did not fully manage.
“let us stay,” you conceded softly, “but only for the sunset.”
“as you command,” his eyes shined in a manner that indicated he wanted little else, “my lady.”
my lady, the words were muted but the emphasis clear. your heart allowed itself a hopeful skip, yet you did not manage to hold his gaze for long. it was too much, this blood sunset, this sweet boy, this tender feeling that assailed all your senses.
he drew you closer to his side, placing an arm carefully around your waist. it felt safe, near him – there was no place safer than by his side, or so it seemed. when you rested your head against his shoulder, he welcomed the gesture gladly. this silence was more forgiving. the dragons kept dancing.
"i grow restless," he whispered into the top of your head, "my mother keeps me here, chained. as though she doesn't trust me. as though i must be... protected. she's been impossible to reason with since..."
his voice lulled, caught by some emotion. pain, for his brother and for being sidelined whilst others risked their lives for the one true queen.
"she needs you by her side," you said earnestly. i need you by my side. "you are her right hand, her blood, her heir, and her closest ally."
"but i could help," he maintained stubbornly, chin pressing to the crown of your head. "i'm not...weak, nor inexperienced. i could..."
indeed he could, though this truth did not ease his agitation. no, you thought he was a fearsome sight, a mind filled with ambitions enough to feed a hundred men and a heart too noble for any battlefield.
emboldened, you cupped his face, meeting his eyes once more. with sudden clarity, you saw the ghosts of every look he had ever given you, fond and eager. "and yet your place is here," you insisted, gentler now. with her. with me.
he pressed a gloved hand over yours, leaning into the touch. did he feel the same warmth coiling between each point of contact? did his throat tighten at the closeness? did he remember all those evening spent on balconies and beaches alike, talking of adventures and faraway lands?
"your company, my lady," he began, voice low and steady as the tide, "lessens the burden."
how unfair of him to say.
"i am glad to hear i can make your stay... tolerable," you replied. "we all pray for victory. a quick end to this miserable, unjust war. and we shall help where we can, from where we are needed."
he brought the back of your palm to his lips, letting out a shaky sigh. "...your patience cannot be measured," he murmured, "in words or deeds."
you shook your head. "you would do the same for me. so often, you already have, my prince."
jace's gaze lingered on your features until it finally settled, softly, on your mouth.
the whole world braced.
"we should return before nightfall," he said at last, stepping back. the heat abated, and the cold spot left behind offered no mercy. your cheeks were aflame, you were certain, and scarcely could you find it in yourself to speak. thus, you only followed after, unable to shake his affections from your heart.
to you, he appeared conflicted. frustrated, perhaps, though he spoke no more but wish you a good night's rest beside your chamber. as you watched his retreating back, you wondered where he rushed to in such haste. if it was worth it, to speak before your courage abandoned you and his figure was lost behind a shadowy corner.
his footsteps faded, and you bowed your head in shame. no, not tonight, perhaps a different time you would find the words, or he would find them for you. or, best yet, it would remain nebulous and unvoiced, for there was duty and sacrifice and both were your cherished friend baela.
"oh, jace..." you uttered to yourself and to the night.
yes, best yet for no other outcome to transpire, save friendship.
“Of course I would still love you as a worm silly! You are a squirmy little worm!! And I love you!”, Dream smirked as he pressed Sapnap to the floor a little harder, digging into his ribcage exactly how he knew made the younger go crazy.
“NAAAHAHAA STAAAHAHAAAAP!!!!!”, Sapnap shrieked with ticklish laughter and squirmed like his life depended on it under Dream’s devious hands. “I hate you!!! GaaaAAAAHAHA!!”, he bucked violently as Dream aimed his tickling down at his hips.
“Squirmy little wormy…”, he murmured in amusement.
“Get him, Dream!”, George said through a mouthful of gummy worms; sitting on the couch and watching the torture session from a safe distance.
“You’re such an idiot!!”, Sapnap screamed. “No!!! FuuuckkkAAAHHAHA”, he squirmed uselessly as Dream smiled and pinned his arms back down to the ground and drilled into his ribcage again.
listed alphabetically by fandom, then in order of prompts as written
prompts taken from this post I made earlier in the summer
+ my last masterpost for this kept having an error that wouldn't let me update/edit it so I made a new one :)
Avatar (ATLA + TLOK) [ao3 link]
Prompt #56 - lee!Zuko, ler!Sokka
"I never would've pegged you as the ticklish type."
Prompt #76 - lee!Korra, ler!Asami
"Don't tell me you've been hiding this all this time?"
Prompt #42 - lee!Bolin, ler!Korra
"No way, are you crying?"
Prompt #52 - lee!Aang, ler!Sokka, ler!Katara
"What about him? Is he ticklish?" "Huh- what, me?"
Prompt #8 - lee!Aang, ler!Sokka, ler!Katara
“I’ll have you know, I was the tickle fight champion in my home growing up.”
Critical Role (Campaigns 1 + 2) [ao3 link]
Prompt #88 - lee!Essek, ler!Jester, ler!Beau
"We don't have time for such childish- hey! Stop it!"
Prompt #40 - lee!Fjord, ler!Jester
"I've never heard you laugh like that before."
Prompt #44 - lee!Caleb, ler!Fjord
"You wouldn't take advantage of that while I'm stuck like this, right? ...Right?!"
Prompt #54 - lee!Caleb, ler!Mollymauk
"Oh man, is this a bad spot?"
Prompt #7 - switch!Caleb, switch!Mollymauk, ler!Essek
"No way, you're ticklish here too?"
Prompt #12 - lee!Fjord, ler!Mollymauk
"So, what's this I hear about you being deathly ticklish?"
Prompt #96 - lee!Fjord, ler!Jester
"What are you so scared of? It's just a feather."
Prompt #24 - lee!Caleb, ler!Jester
"Sounds like someone needs a visit from the tickle monster!"
Prompt #89 - lee!Caleb, ler!Jester, ler!Mollymauk
"Wait no- not here- not now!"
Prompt #17 - lee!Caleb, ler!Mollymauk
"What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Prompt #37 - lee!Fjord, ler!Mollymauk
"Wait no- not that, anything but that!"
Prompt #12 + #14 - lee!Caleb, ler!Mollymauk
“So, what’s this I hear about you being deathly ticklish?” + “Well, well, well… Look what we have here.”
Prompt #64 - lee!Mollymauk, ler!Fjord
“Relax, I’m not gonna kill you. But I am gonna make you wish you were dead.”
Prompt #86 - lee!Scanlan, ler!Vax
"Crap. Wait. I didn't mean that!"
Danny Phantom [ao3 link]
Prompt #11 - lee!Danny, ler!Valerie
"Why are you so nervous all of the sudden?"
Dungeon Meshi [ao3 link]
Prompt #21 - lee!Chilchuck, ler!Marcille
"Big talk for someone so ticklish."
Game of Thrones + House of the Dragon [ao3 link]
Prompts #56 + #67 + #72 - lee!Jaime, ler!Brienne
“I never would’ve pegged you as the ticklish type.” + “Well now, that seems like wishful thinking.” + “As soon as I get out of this I hope you know I’m going to murder you.”
Gravity Falls [ao3 link]
Prompt #16 - lee!Dipper, ler!Grunkle Ford
"Come on, stop it- I'm serious! That really tickles!"
Prompt #79 - lee!Dipper, ler!Wendy
"You're not going anywhere."
Inuyasha + Hanyo no Yashahime [ao3 link]
Prompt #66 - lee!Inuyasha, ler!Kagome
"Don't tell me you're ticklish!?"'
Prompt #84 - lee!Miroku, ler!Sango
"You'd better give up now or this is about to get a lot worse!"
Kim Possible [ao3 link]
Prompt #82 - lee!Kim, ler!Shego
"You're not really gonna tickle me, are you?"
Prompts #24 + #71 - switch!Kim, switch!Ron
"Sounds like someone needs a visit from the tickle monster" + "This isn't cuddling! This is an attack!"
Marvel (MCU)
coming soon
My Adventures with Superman [ao3 link]
Prompt #1 - lee!Clark, ler!Lois
"Was that a giggle just now?"
Prompts #22 + #35 - lee!Clark, ler!Lois
“Don’t make me make you.” + “What? Me? Ticklish? As if!”
Prompt #64 - lee!Todoroki, ler!Bakugo
"Relax, I'm not gonna kill ya. But, I am gonna make you wish you were dead."
Prompt #100 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Midoriya
"Would you just shut up and tickle me already."
Prompts #48 + #50 + #63 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo
"You would think you'd get less ticklish as you got older, but you're the opposite!" + "Please, I can't take it anymore!" + "Too bad there's nothing you can do about it."
Prompts #60 + #62 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Kirishima
"Don't- don't you date! Don't even t-think about it!" + "I haven't seen you smile all day!"
Prompt #86 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Midoriya
"Crap. Wait, I didn't mean that."
Prompt #21 - lee!Bakugo, switch!Kirishima, ler!Kaminari
"Big talk for someone so ticklish."
Prompt #93 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Kirishima
"Oh? And what if I did?"
Prompt #42 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo
"No way, are you crying?"
Prompt #71 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Bakusquad (Kiri, Kami, Mina, Sero)
"This isn't cuddling! This is an attack!"
Prompts #3 + #4 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Kirishima
"Come any closer and I will end you." + "Oh, you shouldn't have said that.."
Prompts #70 + #55 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo
“Wait! Not there! Anywhere but there!” + “Please! I’ll do whatever you want!”
Prompt #98 - lee!Todoroki, ler!Bakugo
"There it is. That laugh is music to my ears!"
Prompt #85 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Kirishima, switch!Kaminari
"Don't be an idiot."
Prompt #78 - lee!Todoroki, ler!Sero
"Aww, are you blushing? That's adorable."
Prompts #5 + #9 + #23 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Sero
“No, I’m just, uh- sensitive.” + “Did you just.. laugh?” + “Wait a minute… you’re not ticklish, are you?”
Prompt #32 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo
“Who would’ve thought a few tickles would be your doom?”
Prompt #23 - lee!Todoroki, ler!Midoriya
"What a minute, you're not ticklish, are you?"
Prompt #40 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Kirishima
“I’ve never heard you laugh like that before, it’s nice.”
+ MHA mini series [ao3 link]:
Prompt #92 - lee!Bakugo, ler!Bakusquad (Kiri, Kami, Mina, Sero), ler!Midoriya (Pt 1)
"Hey, are you guys okay? I heard yelling from the hall and - oh."
Prompt #104 - lee!Kaminari, ler!Bakugo (Pt 2)
"What, did you think you were just going to get away with that?"
Prompt #83 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo (Pt 3)
“I didn’t think you had it in you.”
Prompt #67 - lee!Sero, ler!Bakugo (Pt 4)*
“Well now, that seems like wishful thinking.”
Prompt #31 - lee!Ashido, ler!Bakugo (Pt 5)*
“Come on, it’s not that bad, is it?”
Prompt #59 - lee!Kirishima, ler!Bakugo (Pt 6)*
"Why so nervous?"
Prompt #24 - lee!Midoriya, ler!Bakugo, ler!Kirishima (Pt 7)*
“Sounds like someone needs a visit from the tickle monster.”
The Owl House [ao3 link]
Prompt #24 - lee!Hunter, ler!Gus, ler!Willow
"Sounds like someone needs a visit from the tickle monster!"
Prompt #2 - lee!Luz, ler!Amity
"Hey, what do you think you're doing!"
😴 Taking a nap in a hammock with good old sans? :3
It turned out that getting two people into the hammock was a bit harder than you'd initially thought. You and Sans had tried three times now and all three times, one of you had ended up on the ground. You'd tried him getting in first and you joining him. You'd tried you getting in first and him joining you. You'd tried both getting in at the same time. All that happened was you ended up on the ground and Sans ended up laughing.
"Snuggle in the hammock, they said. It'll be so cozy and fun and romantic, they said. Arrrgh! Hammocks are evil!" You threw your arms up in frustration. "I just want to snuggle my skeleton boyfriend in peace!"
Sans snickered. "Tell ya what," he said. "One more try. You get in and get comfy and I'll shortcut in."
You weren't convinced it would work, but you were also tired of standing. You flopped into the hammock (and almost got flopped back out on the ground, but you held on).
"Ready?" Sans asked.
"Ready," you grumbled. "Come here."
A second later, he was there in your arms, grinning up at you. "It worked," he said. "You owe me a kiss."
"I never agreed to that!"
"Sure ya did. That's the price of me figuring out the problem. One kiss, please."
"Well, only because it's you," you said and kissed him.
Hi hi 💕💕 May I request number 9 from summer prompts with my bby Arthur Shelby 💓💓💓 love your writing as always
Hi! For real, you know I’ll always write for Arthur. Thanks so much! I feel like I should put a little warning - reader has some self conscious thoughts regarding their body, but it’s very briefly mentioned. Also a language warning. Side note, where can I get myself an Arthur Shelby?
You spun slightly, side to side, as you looked over yourself in the full length mirror. You smoothed over your dress, tugging at the waist and frowning at your reflection. Your body had changed as of late and this new dress was doing little to boost your confidence, as you hoped it was going to when you bought it. You pulled up the thin straps as you huffed. Maybe you should just take this thing off.
The bedroom door opened and you glanced over your shoulder, your arms moving to wrap around your waist. Arthur was standing there, but he wasn’t looking at you, he was checking the time on his pocket watch, “You ready to go, love? Pol’s gonna wring my neck if we’re late.”
You turned to face him, the hem of your dress swinging by your knees. Opening your mouth, you went to tell Arthur that you wanted to change quickly, but you couldn’t form any words as his eyes dragged over your body. Your arms tightened around your torso, “Arthur.”
His eyes locked with yours and a smirk formed on his lips. He stepped into the room, kicking the door closed as he moved closer to you, “Or we could skip dinner and stay here.” He leaned closer, “Just the two of us.”
A warm breeze blew through the open window, making the air feel thicker, or maybe that was the tension. You shook your head, “I’m just going to change and then we can go.” Arthur’s eyes had been trailing over your bare shoulders and down to your legs, but they snapped back to yours as you spoke.
He frowned, “Why would you change?”
You avoided his gaze, “I just...”
Arthur reached out, his hands gripping the skirt of your dress. Gently, he pulled you forward until you were close enough for him to press his lips to your neck, “You look beautiful, love.” Arthur’s lips slid over your neck as his grip on your dress tightened and he wrapped the fabric around his fist. You sighed as your hands moved to the back of his head, your fingers running over his short hair. Arthur spoke lowly into your neck, “So fuckin’ beautiful.”
congrats on making the drabble challenge, omg! could I request the last one -- 18. "I wish I'd never met you." + philinda? (if someone got to it, that's okay!) 🙂
Not the last one I’m filling, but YAY! You grabbed the last spot!
Philinda in Tahiti
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The waves caressed the beach, and May sighed.
“Phil, that is a loaded question, asking me if I wished I’dnever met you.”
“I’m curious.”
He looked relaxed, but May knew better. She considered heranswer. “I’m going to say no, because while I wish some things in my past weredifferent, if I’d never met you it’d mean I was never a part of SHIELD. Mymother would be so happy.”
Phil laughed hard.
“May the doctor? Lawyer? Kindergarten teacher?”
“They’d be the most obedient kids you ever met.”
“I’ve met Daisy and Fitz-Simmons. They’re not obedient.”
Could I please have Outdoor Concert with with Rob, if you are willing to feed my crisis and still have room? Thanks Nic!
You couldn’t believe you had landed a ticket to Rob’s intimate, outdoor concert. He had decided to hold an intimate, acoustic performance as part of a convention weekend over the summer, and you had been among the first to bid on and win a place in the crowd.
Closest to the stage, you were able to cheer Rob on through his planned songs and had several shared looks with him – honestly, you figured it was probably not as many looks as you thought, but you were reveling in the nearness nonetheless.
“So, this spot in the show,” Rob said, clearing his throat, “is where I kind of decide which song I want to do. It’s open, and I just go with the feel of the crowd. Um, I don’t know that I can exactly say where my inspiration came for this …”
He looked at you. Rob Benedict purposefully looked at you. You told yourself that it was your imagination, but his eyes lingered before he continued his sentence and you knew you weren’t imagining anything.
“… but if I don’t sing this song, I honestly – well, it’s just meant for me to sing today, I think.”
When the opening chords of the song played, you knew that you hadn’t imagined a single look between the two of you. They had all been real, and what it meant – you could only hope.
In your eyesThe light the heatIn your eyesI am completeIn your eyesI see the doorway to a thousand churchesIn your eyesThe resolution of all the fruitless searchesIn your eyesI see the light and the heatIn your eyesOh, I want to be that completeI want to touch the lightThe heat I see in your eyes
Peter Gabriel’s lyrics floated through the air in Rob’s voice, and it was as though you were hearing the song for the first time. His eyes stayed on yours almost through the entire song, only puling his gaze away when it was becoming obvious that he was staring at you.
And all my instincts, they returnAnd the grand facade, so soon will burnWithout a noise, without my prideI reach out from the inside
You were in complete awe. Not only were you inches away from one of your favorite actors and musicians, but were you were having a raw, intimate moment with him. This. Was. Happening.
As the song closed out and Rob finished out his set, you couldn’t stop your heart from racing – until everyone else had filtered away and Rob extended a hand out to pull you onto the makeshift stage.
“Hi,” he said. “I’m Rob.”
“I know,” you smiled. “I’m Y/N.”
“Y/N,” he repeated, as though he’d been waiting to say your name his entire life. “This may be way out of left field, but do you have dinner plans?”
You shrugged. “Not really.”
Rob nodded. “Would you like to have dinner with me?”
You squeezed his hand, realizing he hadn’t let go since helping you onto the stage. “I’d love to.”
Atem’s fingers rest on his deck as he watches the dark waters of the Nile.
It happened so fast, in the end. Too fast to pay a final visit to Seto. His last moments with him were making promises to continue their road of battle.
Broken promises.
His deck unchanged, Atem instead spends his time alone choosing five cards. Sealed in an envelope, addressed “Seto Kaiba”, tucked in Yugi’s bag to be found. After.
I’m not Yugi.
I wish for more time.
I would show you my heart, you would show me yours.
A message via cards alone is inspired by @nenya85 and fit too perfectly here to not be used. If you love that idea, read Nenya’s Return to Romance.
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