Imagine Euron Greyjoy wants to marry you instead of your older sister Cersei Lannister
Pairing: fem. Lannister Reader x Euron Greyjoy
Warning: SMUT!!!!
The fleet of Euron Greyjoy was impressive. You have
heard so many stories about the new king of the Iron Islands and suddenly you
believed them all. Somebody who owned a fleet like this just had to be a strong
man and a great fighter and yes, also a little bit insane. You sat on the
window sill in your chamber as you watched the ships coming closer and closer
to King’s Landing. Your sister Cersei would welcome Euron in the throne room,
but you wouldn’t be with her today. You caught a flu, and weren’t able to go
anywhere. Even sitting on your window was kind of exhausting due to your
permanent sweating and shaking and the headache. Your body was cold and hot at
the same time.
It took you quite a while to recover and you felt like
a prisoner in your own home. As you finally were allowed to leave your chambers
again, the first thing you did was going out for a walk, feeling the sun on
your skin again and the wind in your hair. Just a little while longer and then
even King’s Landing would be full of white snow, but for now you just wanted to
enjoy the last days of summer. I felt fantastic to be yourself again, healthy
and free. You wore your favorite dress, long and red with a low neckline and
some golden ornaments. You walked through the garden as you suddenly saw
Cersei, Jaime and a man you didn’t knew. The stranger was definitely handsome,
slim and tall, completely dressed in black, a distinctive and round face,
bright eyes and brown hair.
“Good morning”, you greeted the three with a mild
smile on your lips.
“(Y/N), it’s nice to see you outside again”, Jaime
said and returned your smile. He visited you a few times during your flu, you
always have had a good relationship with him. The stranger glanced at you,
turned himself to you and grinned.
“And who is this beauty?”, he asked.
“This is our younger sister, (Y/N) Lannister. She had
been ill during the last weeks. (Y/N), this is Euron Greyjoy”, Cersei
explained. Euron took your hand and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles.
“It’s a
pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)”, Euron answered. His eyes sparkled as he looked at
you.
“Euron Greyjoy, I saw your fleet a few weeks ago.
Beautiful ships”, you answered and remembered the day you sat on your window
sill, staring at the ocean.
“Not as beautiful as you are, my dear.” You noticed
Cersei’s staring while Euron talked to you.
“I want to talk to my sister in private”, she said and
there was something cold in her voice. Euron and Jaime left and you suddenly
felt sick again.
“What is it, my beloved
sister?”, you asked and hoped Cersei would ignore the sarcastically undertone.
“Euron Greyjoy is here to marry me.” You swallowed hard.
“Yes, of course he is”, you answered and tried to
sound unimpressed.
Inktober – Day 31
“Mask”
Mind your children on this night of masks. For the beast is hungry and on the hunt. 🎃
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Thanks to everyone who followed along this month! It was a fun challenge and great practice.
Rachel: I feel like there’s been some sort of miscommunication between us.
Rachel: “stuck in a love triangle” narrative
Rachel: and I don’t think that those feelings should associate in the breaking of a possible friendship. So…
((OOC: I know, I know. But this is the one thing that has always bugged me, and I’d like to think that both Rachel and Annabeth are way too smart to be feuding over something like this. Secondly, I headcannon Rachel as being almost metaphysical in a sense and if any character were to break the fourth wall and acknowledge that they’re in a book, it would definitely be her. Finally, I LOVE ANNABETH AND RACHEL AND I JUST WANT THEM TO BE BEST FRIENDS OKAY?? Oh also, I’m coming offline now, I have to finish putting a pie in the oven))
((throw back to one of my first rps ever. also, check out alice’s PJO Night!))
Me- I don’t wanna go to class today. I feel out of it
*classes is cancelled *
Me- God???? Is that you???
Me: I️ don’t want to go to work today
Boss:
(Looks like God’s got both our backs today)
Bless this day ❤️❤️❤️
I swear this post is blessed or something because I said “I want a reason to go somewhere” while looking at this post and then pretty much just after, my mother asked me to go to the store to get some eggs since I used the last 2
Fenrir: You know… if you want to hide someone… get yourself a better poker face.
Fenrir: *chuckles* You’ve been looking everywhere… except for riiiight…
Sirius: *struggles to remain conscious*
Fenrir: *grins and licks the blood from Remus’s neck*
Fenrir: *laughs* They taste good.
Remus: *snarls* You sick bastard!
Fenrir: *quietly* They haven’t attacked.
They don’t have a wand do they?
Remus: *chokes as the collar tightens, holding him in place*Sirius!
Remus: *screams* SIRIUS RUN!!!
Sirius: *scrambles to his feet as Fenrir comes flying around the corner*
Fuck that.
Fenrir: *the spell hits him with an explosion of red light and he blacks out*
Fenrir: *stirs, bound to a chair* *looks around groggily*
Sirius: There you go, you can take it off now.
Sirius: *spots Fenrir * Ah, there he is.
Fenrir: *glares at Sirius*… There he is.
Sirius: Morning sunshine.
Fenrir: *turns to Remus* Told you… Pathetic… *spits at Sirius* You wizards are useless without your little sticks.
Sirius: *shrugs* Hey, beggars can’t be choosers… and this beggar carries a pretty big stick, thank you.
Big enough to beat you down anyway. *smirks*
Sirius: You alright Rem?
Sirius: Want me to deck him for you, Mr. Poker-Face?
Sirius: Aw, c’mon… just let me bitch slap him a few times.
Fenrir: You should let him try it.
Remus: Go to hell.
Fenrir: *grins and licks his teeth* Bet his hands are soft.
Sirius: I’m right here you know. Why don’t you try addressing me, and my soft hands, directly?
Fenrir: *grins* I definitely like your friend.
Fenrir: I thought that’s what Remus was? The Order’s little bitch… fighting for a side that will never see him as anything more than a half-bred freak.
Sirius: That’s bullshit.
Fenrir: Is it? Which side is passing laws making it impossible for your little pet to find a job? Which side makes him register so people can openly piss on him?
Fenrir: *viciously* He’s infected… and the Wizarding world doesn’t want his disease roaming free.
Sirius: I’ll just hit him once. Then we can take him back to the Order… with some nice shiny bruises.
It’ll make me feel better to knock a few teeth out. Maybe he’ll stop vomiting garbage.
Remi: Oh, you probably have a date or something, right?
Sirius: Uh…. it’s not a dress...
Sirius: Uh… Liam wanted to know what lingerie looked like because…. because… HES SECRETLY WANTS TO TRY SOME ON!
Liam: WHAT?!
Remi: *Remi + Siri in lingerie = Nope. Can’t. Huh?*
Remi: *violently shakes head to clear it of Siri fantasies, all of which involve lingerie now* Oh wow Liam, never knew you were into that. No judgement of course. But, uh, we probably shouldn’t tell Jamie about this right? She’d probably spontaneously combust or something.
Pansexual Monster Girl 