Crimson & Lavander

Polarshipper! Gentleshipper! - Yu-Gi-Oh! Jonerys - GOT lover! No ship deserves hate, if you

[lunarnclipse]

Mai & Joey Short Story - Yugioh

I wanted to write something, and for some reason my mind was on the complex and hardly touched on relationship between Mai and Joey. I didn’t know where this story was going and it turned out to be quite sad. Anyways, here’s a random chunk of a fanfiction~~~

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Christmas in New York City has always been Mai’s favorite setting, no matter how much she vocally detests the looping of Christmas music and the hoards of mindless consuming sheep; the fresh fallen snow and holly wrapped street lights always struck a nostalgic chord with her. Strolling through the wealthy streets, her footsteps perpendicular with luxury cars and three story stone homes; the atmosphere was a lot more serene than the neighborhood she originally grew up in. The windows glowed warm and gold and the Christmas tree lights winked at her as she walked past; the street was silent as snow flakes drifted lazily under the street lamps. The only sound that could be heard was the clicking of her tall high heeled boots and the sudden buzzing of her cell phone in her leather jacket pocket.

“Hey” was the single text that glowed at her, sent from a nameless number. She quickly stuffed it back into her pocket, ignoring the area code as she approached her home; absent of Christmas lights or warm glowing windows. The insides were dark and void of any pictures and any holiday decor. Even though the home was a warm welcome on her chilled skin, it was cold and empty. Mai shut the door behind her and flipped on the lights, revealing her bare beige walls and carpet. The firplace was dark and the house was dead silent besides the hum of the heater. Her phone buzzed again as she began taking off her gloves and untying the laces of her boots. She sighed and dug it out again, hesitant to open the message.

“Please talk to me Mai”

No. She thought numbly, shrugging off her coat and hanging it on the old fashioned coat rack. The phone buzzed once more. NO. She yelled in her mind, throwing her cellphone onto the davenport couch, where it bounced off the velvet cushions and landed on the carpet. She quickly went into the kitchen, lighting it up to find a bottle of  cold unopened moscato in the fridge. She didn’t bother with a glass and chugged it straight, feeling as empty as her house as she heard the distant buzzing from the living room.

“Please stop..” She whispered, walking sock footed back to her phone. 

It buzzed again, and again. A call was coming through, lighting her screen a bright blue with a string of white numbers staring at her from the floor. Maybe it was the nostalgia from the holiday season making her miss a somewhat normal life, or the long cold aimless walk where she thought about nothing but her past, or the few bottles of white wine she had earlier in the afternoon in front of the unlit fireplace that made her feel vulnerable and alone; but she answered on the last ring.

She couldn’t bring herself to speak, immediately regretting her decisions to answer him.

“Mai?” He asked, the worry in his voice immediately caused her to break inside. She could see his big brown eyes looking at her and her eyes began to water. 

“Mai are you there?”

There was a pause as she fought back the tears shes been holding in for so long.

“You don’t have to talk Mai, you don’t have to say anything.I can talk enough for the both of us, you know me. You know how I love to talk…” He began to ramble and she felt her heart swell with emotion. He was the only one who truly understood her, who didn’t try to force her to do anything.

“…I was just thinking about you and wanted to make sure you were okay, that’s all. You’re my friend and it being the holidays I wanted to make sure I wished you a Merry Christmas! It’s been awhile since we actually spoke, I know you’re going through a lot and have been going through a lot after..everything that happened…” He sensed himself getting into a topic he didn’t want to mention. The one way conversation became awkward and a little forced as he swiveled the conversation to himself.

“I’m just chilling here. Im at home. I’m looking at apartments right now, looking forward to moving out soon. Tristan and I want to be room mates. But his mom is freaking out over it, she doesn’t want her baby boy to move out. Especially, with someone she thought was bad news.” He let out a genuine laugh and continued, as she found a seat on the couch; wine bottle still in hand. “But Tristan is going to take over his father’s factory so he’s set for life, I’m just trying to figure out what I want to do. I’ve never been the school type, so I’m thinking of just really following my heart and pursuing Dual Monsters and…”

“Joey..” His name slipped out without her having anything to say. Her conversation well had dried a long time ago. Talking didn’t come natural to her anymore since she became a recluse.

He immediately stopped talking, desperately waiting for her to say anything to him at this point. She didn’t know what to say but she forced out the first thing that came to her mind.

“I..I’m fine. I’m still…” She didn’t know what to say after that. She was still what? Hurting? She has kept everything she ever felt packed tightly inside of her until it drove her mad, that mixed with her personal traumas; she hasn’t felt alright in a long time.

“I understand.” Joey said to fill in the seconds of silence. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

“I never talk about it.” Mai replied so harshly and quickly, she even surprised herself. Joey was caught off guard and became the silent one; and everything she was feeling began to fill up behind her lips the more the silence progressed.

“It’s..okay…”

“No. It’s not. You’re the one person I treated the worse and you’re the only person that ever gave a shit. ”

“Mai…”

“You scared me so I pushed you away, but I never wanted us to grow apart. I never wanted us to end…” Tears began to sneak their way into the corner of her eyes and her voice started to shake, but she couldn’t stop. It felt so good to let it out, to let it all out.

“I couldn’t process what had happened to me at Battle City…” She continued. “I still have nightmares, vivid..horrific…I still hear Malik laughing and I can feel him hovering over me as I sleep….” The tears made their way down her face, leaving her cheeks warm and sticky. Her breathing quickened as she tried to hold back sobs.

“I used you…you were so young and I took advantage of your kindness and your innocence. I dont deserve you and I never will.”

“I dont care Mai, it’s all in the past. I only care about us being friends again.”

“Just friends?” Her anxiety heightened, wishing she could take back what she just asked. “I’m sorry…” She quickly added, not sure of how to take back her words. Did she want to take them back? Did she really want to know if somehow Joey could still ever want to pursue her after how she treated him? Before she could process what she wanted, he let out a shaky breath.

“If thats what you want.” Joey cautiously replied, making sure to put emphasis on “you”.  "I…“ She heard him lick his lips and sigh, obviously wrestling his feelings just like her.

"Just tell me what you’re feeling Joey…” She begged, clutching the neck of the wine bottle tighter.  "I know you’re afraid to after…everything. I’m afraid too…“

Joey became the silent once now. He was just as cautious as she was, just as afraid, just as broken.  Mai felt the heaviness of actually being alone. If she lost her one chance to be with Joey….if she couldnt make it right…if he didn’t love her anymore….

The realization that she loved Joey hit her hard, causing her to drop the bottle of wine in the midst of him struggling to find his words and explain himself. He fumbled over everything he said before she interrupted him.

"I remember when I kissed you for the first time…” She started; he lapsed back into silence. “I was just so proud of you I thought…he deserves this. I expected you to be the same dopey kid, that would blush and babble after. I didn’t expect you to kiss me back. That you would cup my face and put your fingers in my hair. To push me against the wall and leave me breathless. Thats when I realized that you weren’t some teenager with a crush, that I wasn’t doing you a favor. ”

Joey let out a breathy laugh, low and bass into Mai’s ear. It sent a line of shivers across her back. “I remember wanting to kiss you more. I never wanted to stop. And I’ll never want to stop.”

“Joey..” She whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut; allowing the tears to stream freely down her face.

“Mai..” He breathed, letting her cry.

[darkvalkyria]

yu-gi-oh! duel monsters episode 153 - flawless mai things (especially her card handling)

[golden-fangirl]

- This is everything -

[snowstormjonerys]

My current head canon is Emilia went platinum because there’s a scene coming where Jon will play with Dany’s hair and it will look better with natural hair than a wig. Shhhh. If it’s not true, don’t tell me. 😂

[she-wolf-of-highgarden]

Jon *to Dany* : Would you like to stay for dinner?

Arya: Would you like to stay forever?

[e-e-marie]

A Conversation at Dragonstone: Pre episode 7x04 “The Spoils of War.” Daenerys, frustrated at her floundering position, searches for a diversion.

“What update have you on the King in the North?” Daenerys asked indifferently.

Tyrion halted the oft-repeated movement of his wine cup to his mouth.

“He continues to search for the material he seeks, but has not as yet been successful,” Tyrion reported before inhaling another sip of his Dornish red.

Daenerys expended great mental energy on not rolling her eyes. Sometimes, the manner in which the dwarf responded to his daily drink was simply- excessive. One would think he was partaking in some ecstasy-inducing activity that really should be kept private. One would think he preferred wine to food, or gold, or-

-a certain physical activity that she was doubtful he had much indulged in since entering her service.

The gods knew it had been quite some time for her, as well.

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[insomniarama]

Daenerys Targayen,

We fucked up. Please help. My Snowballs are freezing. Bring the fire puppies.

Your Bae,

Jon Snow

[gills88-blog]

I AM SCREAMING

[wheelervalentine]

I can't breathe!!! 😂

[wheelervalentine]

Game Of Thrones S8 Wishlist

If I'm to continue to be a partially functioning adult after the end of all this I need

- Arya's face when She see's Jon in the courtyard in Winterfell. I need a reunion hug (bonus if arya cries alittle) would love for Dany to see this too!

-Brienne to save tormund from a walker, a bear, a damn tree! I just need it!

- Dany to meet Ghost, and Jon to be Observing from a distance. Bonus if he guides her hand to Ghost. (Also I wonder if Ghost will be a similar size to Nymeria)

- After the revelation, I need Jon to go to Danys Chamber or follow her and give a huge speech about relinquishing any right he has, and that they will get her the crown she deserves. Together. (Sexy time, yes? ;))

-Dany being completey awestruck at lyanna Mormont. (Bonus if she's the first to speak when the other Lords are completely dismissive of the queen.) lyanna getting away with giving Dany alittle sass!

-arya dueling with the hound

-dany, revealing to Jon she's with Child.

-SILVER WEDDING!

-drogon and rheagal defending winterfell from the inital walkers (not viseron just yet) leaving the lords understanding who dany is, and why she is a queen

(jon being like, that's mah queen)

There's more but I could be here all day!!!

[lilpinkfrog]

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[thelollipopgirl2-0-deactivated2]

A song of something.

“You’re …Rhaegar’s son?”

Jon Snow never forgot that night, where Tyrion and Bran and the rest of them, all faces in an ocean, blurring before his eyes by the candlelight. He had only cared about the look in one of them, Daenerys.

She had looked on the verge of tears.

“I never got to meet any of my family” she began slowly, with Tyrion nodding sympathetically. He had always trusted Jon Snow, and believed in Daenerys. Perhaps with these two joined, that better world he hoped for would one day materialise.

That night, lying between the candlelight and the furs, Jon looked tentatively at Dany.

“Knowing we are blood relatives, it doesn’t change how I feel about you. How much I want you.” Jon began, his voice urgent.

“Targaryens wed brother and sister for centuries. I was to wed Viserys if we hadn’t been exiled. It’s why the dragons know we are Targaryens, the blood is strong” Daenerys explained.

Jon nodded, enjoying the weight of Daenerys’s soft breasts against his bare, scarred chest. Dany placed a light kiss on his cheek, and he turned to look at her.

“Can you sing?” Dany asked, a peal of laughter bursting from her lips.

Jon laughed, a deep vibrating laugh that rumbled through his chest and made Dany draw closer.

“Why?” He laughed.

“They told me Rhaegar liked to sing, to pretend to be a minstrel in the streets. He was very good actually, the townspeople would leave him money” she reminisced. Jon kissed her deeply.

“What do you want me to sing?” He chuckled, pulling her on top of him, skin to skin, his hardness pressed into her.

For her, he would sing all the pretty songs in the seven kingdoms.

[joneryswarrior]

My Favorite Jonerys Moments

I loved every minute of them on screen together but here are some of the moments that really crushed my soul in no particular order:

Cave scene. Their chemistry was SIZZLING

Jon not wanting to let go of Dany’s hand

Dany being Jon’s hero almost 

This little moment in the council room where Dany is worried out of her mind and Jon can tell. That fat ass pause of them just staring at each other

Jon giving Dany advice

Which leads to this upgrade

“My queen” plus MOON EYES

This

Their debut as a P O W E R C O U P L E

This was just precious

Jon making Dany smile and then smiling because he made her smile

That iconic scene on the cliff where Jon meets Drogon and Dany is ready to wife him up right there 

“No one is less happy about this than I am” “I know (you’ve never done anything wrong in your entire life and I love you)”

Dany seeing Jon’s scars she doesn’t understand how anyone could do that to him

Boatsex and the way they k i s s 

Bonus: In Jon’s letter “We are both coming to organize the defense of the realm” Love this dream team

Bonus bonus: love it when they talk about each other

And the grand finale:

[fordaenerys]

Idea: one of the Targlings asks Dany where babies come from...Dany panics and says that they hatch from eggs like dragons...Jon off in the corner can barely contain his laughter.

Quickie for you: 

“Where do babies come from?”

Jon spat out his wine and Dany glared at him. I’ve seen him kill White Walkers without blinking, but when it comes to his children…

She didn’t think they’d have to have this conversation quite so soon. They still hadn’t had it with Rhaenyra, and she had just turned ten.

“Well…” She glanced at Jon and then back at Elaena. It felt like there had never been a time when she hadn’t known what sex was, ever since she walked into a pleasure house looking for Viserys when she was five. But something told her that she didn’t want to tell Elaena that story. “They crack out of eggs like dragons!”

Elaena’s eyes went wide. “Really? But how come Visenya wasn’t in an egg? You said she was in your tummy, remember?”

Seven hells. “Well…right before they’re born they turn into eggs.”

Surprisingly, Elaena hadn’t found the lie yet. “What do the eggs look like?”

“They’re beautiful. Like dragon eggs, they’re covered in scales and jewels. It’s good luck to keep your baby’s egg after it hatches.”

“Where was Visenya’s egg when she was born?”

She looked to Jon for help but he seemed to have laughed so hard that he was currently half laughing half crying in a heap on the floor. “We still have it.”

“Can I see it? Can I see my egg?”

“Uh…no. You can only see your egg when you come of age. It’s tradition.”

“That’s a bad tradition. I bet my egg was the prettiest.” Before Daenerys had to decide whether or not she’d betray her other children by saying it was true, Elaena skipped off apparently satisfied. That was the wonderful thing about five year olds-they had a blissfully short attention span.

Until she stopped in the doorway and spun around. “What’s wrong with Father?”

Dany rolled her eyes. “Visenya is more of an adult than your father.”

“But Visenya is a baby.”

“Exactly, darling.”

“That was unnecessary,” Jon added when the door was safely shut behind her.

“Next time it’s your turn. I suggest you think of a story that’s more convincing.”

[wheelervalentine]

FLUFF! ❤️

[dunesdayiscoming]

I’m sorry this just made me grin like an idiot, just feels so official.  Still can’t believe they’re canon

[bonneyq]

Jonerys - Sleepover

Also on [AO3]

Jon stirred when he heard the door of the chamber open – one could never be too cautious at the Red Keep even with Unsullied patrolling – but relaxed when he heard soft steps and whispered words. Apparently, he and his wife would have some visitors that night.

Careful not to wake his Queen, Jon let go of her to seat on the bed and just as he figured, he found two culprits of waking him in the small hours of morning.

“What are you two doing up?” Jon asked, trying to sound stern and the children looked up to him with wide eyes to be get caught. Jaehaerys, the little boys of two, seemed to sigh in relief to have seen his father and, as fast as his small legs could carry him, ran towards the bed. Rhaena was older and hesitated to follow her little brother – she insisted she was no longer a little girl most of the time.

“Father!” Jaehaerys walked to Jon’s side of the bed and raised his arms to be picked up and Jon got up and he did just that with a sigh while Rhaena climbed up from the end of the bed to lie on Jon’s side of the bed. Jon nested Jaehaerys in his arms.

“What is wrong?” He kissed the top of his son’s mess of silver blonde curls. “Did you have a bad dream?” The little boy nodded and hid his face on the crook of Jon’s neck. “Did your sister tell you scary stories before you slept?” Jon eyed his oldest child, who was now hiding underneath the furs and pretending to be innocent while Jaehaerys nodded again.

Sighing, Jon caressed his son’s back. “Jae, you know Rhaena only does this to tease you. Everything is alright now.”

“Father!” Rhaena said from the bed in a loud whisper and Jon couldn’t shake the stirring in his heart whenever he looked at her. She looked like Daenerys probably did when at that age, big lilac eyes, silver curls and the most beautiful smile. “The Night King…”

“Is gone.” Daenerys said, turning on the bed to look at them and Jon flinched when he saw her huff while turning around slowly because of her growing stomach; she needed the rest. “You know that, darling.”

“I thought you were sleeping.” Jon told her.

“You and two children talking? Hard do sleep, my love.” Daenerys chuckled sleepily.

Rhaena snuggled close to her mother, careful not to put too much weight on her stomach – she had learned that from when Daenerys was pregnant with Jaehaerys and Rhaena was just three years old.

“Mama!” Jaehaerys raised his arms in the direction of the bed and Jon rolled his eyes good-heartedly, knowing he was old news now that their mother was awake.

“Come here, my little prince.” Even tired, Daenerys never turned any of the children away whenever they wanted her as Jon did as well – they were too precious to both of them.

Jon placed their son on the bed and with no finesse at all, like all toddlers, he moved to stay between his sister and his mother. “Jae, careful. Your mother can’t get hurt, remember?”

Jaehaerys didn’t answer but he became gentler and thanks the gods Rhaena let him get between her and their mother. Jon went to lie back down on the bed, knowing for sure neither children would return to the nursery for the night.

Rhaena turned to hug her father and let her brother enjoy their mother for the moment while Daenerys whispered assurances to their son on how they were safe from monster. Jon hugged the little Princess, their first-born and kissed her on the forehead. “What did I tell you about telling scary stories to your brother?”

“No to?” Rhaena smiled sweetly, like she always did when she knew she had done something she wasn’t supposed to.

“And why did you do it?” He asked.

“He was annoying me.” Rhaena pouted and Jon had to bite down a laugh. She was too adorable for her own good. His father was right, daughters were difficult.

“He’s a little more than a baby, princess.” Jon told her. “He wants to follow you around. You are his big sister, he loves you and wants to be like you.”

Rhaena’s pout because more prominent. “But-”

“Bigger sisters take care of their younger brothers.” He reprimanded her gently. “You shouldn’t tell scary stories to him especially when you were supposed to be sleeping.”

“Sorry, papa.” Rhaena always knew she melted his heart when she called him that.

“Alright, princess, time to sleep now since you seem to have come to stay.” Jon chuckled and Rhaena snuggled into his chest and when Jon looked at his wife and son, she saw the little boy already drifting to sleep, a hand over his mother’s stomach and Daenerys caressing his back while humming a song.

“We are spoiling them.” Jon said in a whisper, looking at the children between them, Rhaena’s eyes were closing. “We shouldn’t.”

“They had a nightmare.” Daenerys told her husband and kissed the top of Jaehaerys’ head. “Besides, we should spoil them and give them what we didn’t have while growing up.”

Much as Jon nodded; even though Ned Stark loved him and always thought of him as any of his true born children, but Jon never could climb into bed with him when he had a nightmare, not with Lady Stark next to him. Meanwhile Daenerys never had someone to hold her and protect her against monsters while growing up. And there had been a number of monsters after her.

His children would grow up differently, they would grow up knowing their parents loved them with all they had in them even if it meant waking them up in the middle of the night to climb in bed with them.

“Perhaps this next one will be more considerate and not climb on bed with us?” Jon stretched his arm to touch Daenerys’ stomach and the Queen chuckled.

“I don’t think so. I am pretty sure this one is a Stark and you Starks can be very stubborn.” She teased him.

“Oh yes, that’s just a Stark trait, Dragon Queen.” Jon chuckled when she hit her shoulder playfully and kissed his wife, careful not to wake the little prince and princess. “Sleep, my Queen. In no time the little ones will be up and bringing havoc.”

Daenerys groaned. “Don’t remind me.” She chuckled and after giving Rhaena a kiss, she held on to Jae tighter and closed her eyes.

Jon took a few minutes to look at his family before he tried to fall asleep again. That was a perfect moment he could have in his memory forever.

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PUT THIS ON MY GRAVE

[yocalio]

Dany believing she can’t bear any children and the one man to question that belief.