Oh Ok And Suddenly Me Saying “scissoring!“ Is Gay. God Forbid A Woman Express Herself.

request where Benny Weir and the female adopt adopt a pet

new puppy

Benny Weir x fem! reader

summary: Benny and reader adopt a new puppy together

a/n: I don’t know exactly if you wanted a fem reader but based in “the female” I’m rolling with it anyways thanks for requesting enjoy.

You and Benny had moved in together a couple months ago and had decide you wanted to adopt a pet

The two didn’t know what kind of animal you wanted to adopt but when you were walking around the animal shelter and you saw this little charles spaniel puppy Benny fell in love . Immediately.

Before you knew it you were signing the adoption papers and driving home with the little puppy in your lap.

The little puppy, you had named Mable saw her new home and immediately started running around everywhere her tail quickly wagging back and forth.

The two of you watched with smiles on your face as you set down all the new things you’d bought for her that was probably worth 200$ all together.

Mable sprawled out on her little bed the deep red color almost swallowing her whole.

As the sky got dark and it felt as though you and Benny had sat and simply watch her sleep.

You realized you should probably give her a bath so you gently scooped her up your arms and walked to the bathroom.

Because she was only a year and a half old she wasn’t exactly the best at bathing.

She jumped around everywhere shaking every couple minutes getting water and soap everywhere. Effectively drenching you and Benny in water and puppy shampoo.

When she was finally clean (after about an hour’s worth of effort) you pulled her out of the bath wrapping her in a towel drying as quick as you could hoping she wouldn’t jump out of your arms.

You and Benny fell on the couch exhausted you look over at Benny and jokingly say “is it to late to take her back”

Benny let out an extravagant gasps his mouth falling open “what no, I love her she’s my baby”

You playfully rolled your eyes before you both started laughing interrupted the small puppy’s peaceful sleeping.

a/n: I hope you enjoyed☺️‼️

snow flurries

Benny Weir x gn! reader

summary: you and Benny take a walk in the snow together

warnings: none

word count: 0.5k?

a/n: established relationship btww enjoy!!

You walk side by side, crisp snow falling from the snow- slowly dancing with the wind. Winter was one of the times you could really appreciate the beauty of your usually bland and boring town if you ignore the vampires, ghosts, mummies, and evil dead animals coming back from the dead that you had to deal with every other week. Your arm was linked with your boyfriend's, Benny though your hands stayed in the warmth of your jacket pockets.

Even through his own scarf and your puffy jacket Benny could see your nose turning pink. He let out a hearty chuckle, "Wow we've been together for almost a year and I still make you blush" he said looking down at you, a wink following his words.

You had to hide your smile, covering it with a mock exasperated look on your face as you looked at him. As you look at him he couldn't hide his goofy grin. "Don't give me that look you know you love me" He said, the smirk never leaving his face. You playfully roll your eyes, staring ahead at the white street and trees with fluffy powder snow littering them. "Hey I'm trying to enjoy the scenery here, you are kind of ruining that." You said keeping your gaze forward.

You crouched down saying "oh I have to tie my shoe" Instead of tying your boots which didn't have laces you start forming a ball of snow hoping Benny didn't see. Though he seemed to notice your choice of show muttering a quick "hey you don't hav-" He was quickly cut off with a ball of snow being thrown at his chest.

He was rendered speechless, a look of mock offense on his lips that you couldn't help but giggle at. "Hey what about are truce" Benny whined with tone seemingly annoyed. "That was after the snowball fight of '23. It's a new time I'm a changed person Benny" You say with another chuckle as you stick your tongue out at him.

"oh ok" Benny states- before quickly turning to the ground to grab snowballs as you turned to do the same. You pick up as many snowballs as you can before you start running down the sidewalk. The once peaceful white neighborhood now filled with your yelps and flying snow.

You felt multiple bunches of snow hit your back as you ran away, before Benny finally caught up to you, dropping his small pile- wrapping his arms around you waist pulling you into him the sounds of your laughs now filling the neighborhood instead.

"Hey I think this is a little unfair because you're faster and stronger than me" You say that same sarcastic tone lacing your voice turning your head to speak back to Benny. "Well yeah but, you're prettier" Before you could even quip back so witty reply you felt you self fall over as the two of you had slipped of some ice that you'd missed when running from your boyfriend.

Thankfully Benny had caught you making sure you didn't fall on the cold ice as he had. A groan leaving him, you look up at him "oh shit are you okay?" you say biting back your grin that was still resting on your face.

He groaned again telling you that he wasn't okay. You stand mumbling "okay come on let's go home" you reach out to grab his hands which he takes as you pull him up slowly.

You make your way make to Benny's house, you had been staying there with him as his grandma was out of town for some witchy retreat to escape the cold. Benny sits on the couch with probably 100 blankets on him some rom-com on the tv.

Holding two mugs you walk into the cozy living room setting them down on the coffee table: hot chocolate with a handful of mini marshmallows for Benny. He pushes some blankets blankets away for you to join him on the big couch.

"Thank you, my sweets" Benny said kissing the top of your head the nickname making your roll your eyes in amusement. The soft blankets covered your laps and the mugs of hot cocca warming you from the harsh cold winds that swirled with the dying sun.

Your head lies against Benny's chest the movie playing in the back ground as you whisper "I love you" as your eyes start to droop with exhaustion "I love your too" you hear as you fall asleep to the feeling of benny's chest rising and falling with each breath and the soft sound of his calm heartbeat.

a/n: ik i haven't updated in a hot minute but, i've been busy and I finally finished it. have an amazing day or night and i hoped you enjoyed.

I was just bawling my eyes out and not even 5 minutes later I'm watching edits of my baddies. I love my life!🤭🙏🙈‼️

class of 2013

Alicent Hightower x daughter! reader (uh platonic duh yall are freaks..)

summary: "mom i'll be quiet, it would just be to sleep at night."

warnings: ANGST, mommy issues, kinda hurt comfort, reader is married to Aemond (not very relevant tho, like barely mentioned don't worry)

a/n: i'm sorry in advance but class of 2013 is so amazing and so targ-hightower kids core. I had write like the song works too well for me to not.🙏

You felt a kind of numbness, you found yourself craving the one thing you hadn't gotten in your adolescence. Your mother. Of course she was there, raising you. Though you had not ever gotten the tenderness, the warm nurture. The kind one would expect from a mother.

Allicent Targaryen had many titles, Lady Allicent, King Viserys' second wife, the queen. Loving mother never seemed to be one of them. Growing up you always felt you had a Queen mother, never a mom.

Her words alwaysed left unvarnished and direct, her attitude controlled and intimidating, the trait a learned one likely from her own father. You were always taught to hold your unpleasant emotion until you were alone, "the reputation of the Crown must be upheld." She would say.

This is what had you stood outside of your mother's bed chambers, debating if you should enter. Tears still staining your water line, pulling at your fingernails, the moon tall in the sky. Your husband was away, flying off on Vhagar somewhere. The silence of your shared room causing your feelings of seemingly constant dread and stress to heighten.

Despite your mind screaming at you to go back to your own room and cry into your pillow as you always did, you pulled your hand up to knock. After a moment you heard the steady tone, "Come." She spoke without a hint of fatigue, the kind you'd expect for such a late hour.

Taking another breath of air, you pulled the door open just enough to slip into the room. Your mother's cold eyes set on you, eyes softening the slightest bit upon seeing her youngest daughter.

She spoke your name, a twinge of curiosity and slight worry in her voice. You could not meet her eyes, you never could. Even as she was sat in her bed, hair down, and dark clothes replaced with a simple night gown. Her strong look, now the sight of a person, mayhaps even a mother.

"Mother- I-I apologies, it is so very late, It is only.." You did not know how to ask your request, not without sounding like a burden or something to be dealt with then brushed away. Imagining all the ways she would dismiss you, standing like you were a simple toddling girl once again.

Shaking hands, picking at the cuticles of your nails. Rising from her bed, hearing your hesitancy she mumbled your nail once more. "I.. need to know you love me.." Your voice timid, tears brimming in your eyes. The Queen spoke your again, her voice softer.

"Darling, you know-" Seeing your expression, and the way your lip quivered with the ache in your chest Alicent stopped her words. Reaching out to her daughter, offering the one thing you were craving. A hug.

You were quick to reciprocate, taking quick steps over to her. Tears falling down your cheeks as she pulled you into a comforting embrace. Your head resting on her chest, in the way a newborn babe might. You could feel the heat left over from her array of blankets, her inviting smell invading your senses.

A hand running soothing motions over your back, as the other held your head close as she'd missed the gentleness as well. Tears staining her collarbone, your breathing slowed. You caught yourself wondering why you'd never asked before.

The horrible stressful thoughts leaving your mind, a quiet feeling of relaxation over taking your body. Strangled sobs muffled by her skin. Not wanting to return to your cold dark room, you whispered.

"Mother m-may I stay, I will be quiet it would only be for the night. My chamber's are so quiet and I believe if I am alone.. I may do something reckless.. just to sleep. I do not want to be alone." Pulling your head from her chest looking up at her.

"Yes my daughter." She spoke, and you lied your head back on her shoulder. Getting a glimpse of what looked to be tears in her own eyes.

guys.. what the hell this is so sad😧😓😢 love this movie tho, feel so bad for lizzy.

"but i'm losing myself and i'm afraid you're gonna lose me too."

RIGHT. guys... I unironically will just sit and read my own books.😭😭😭 i'm being so fr like if I go to a previous chapter to "find info" or remembering some random detail and get too into the chapter and just keep reading.. like its not my own book. "Damn this is good😍🙈" No crap babe you wrote and came up with that HELLO??😭😭

me after reading the most jaw dropping, toe curling, dirty slutty one way ticket out of heaven description that would disgrace my entire family line then accidentally clicking continue reading.

THIS IS TOO GOODIEE OMG @kattheogcat you atee i love this soooo much🙏🙏😍🙈

Stunned and Silenced

Pairing — Jacaerys Velaryon x afab!HightowerReader

Summary — The day he saw his betrothed decked out in his colors truly did have him feel... well... you'll see...

Genre — fluff

Wordcount — 0.9k

Warnings — arranged marriage, alcohol mentioned

Rating — pg-13

A/N — I have not read the books and i have last watched the show when the 2nd season was released. For fiction purposes i also changed a few things to fit my idea so be warned that it's not canon compliant :))

Also my first post on this blog – yaaay✨️

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©kattheogcat on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

For all that it was worth, Jacaerys had not wanted this betrothal. They were on the brink of a war that threatened the peace his house had fought so hard to give the realm. Peace that was now in danger because of his own family. A wedding was not what they needed now.

His mother, his queen, thought different.

“A reason to unite us once more and mayhaps mend bonds that appeared to be broken.”

Those had been the words the young man had been greeted with one morrow. Words that had him searching for the eyes of Baela who, just like him, had been under the impression that it was her who would one day take the position by his side. Now however these plans had changed. Not that he was mad about the change of betrothed in itself as he had never held romantic feelings for his cousin but one that left him more unsettled then anything else.

So he found himself sitting and waiting while it seemed the entirety of the realm was starring at him as his breath was stuck in his throat from the nerves this entire ordeal brought with it.

He knew you, his betrothed, not well b but enough to have exchange pleasentries once or twice and he knew you were pleasant to look at. But other than that and that you came from the very house that was trying t usurp his own claim to the throne, he knew little of what was to come.

“I still think this isn’t what we need right now…” he quietly mouthed to his mother sitting by his right while his left was still unoccupied until you would take your place there. The watchfull eyes of the court and especially Otto, Alicent, Aegon, Aemond and the most pleasant one to be around, Helaena burning as most of them either glared or seemed to be ready to eat him alive; a steady presence on his skin.

“Oh, sweet boy. I think it’s exactly what we need right now. Y/n is with Helaena actually pleasant to be around. Even with Alicents vile words through the years, she was only ever loyal to what Targaryens stood for. And that is exactly why I trust her with you. My younger sister is said to be many things but she has the kind of strenght and gentleness I wish for you to experience as wife and future queen consort.” Her words were meant to be reassuring yet all Jacaerys felt was unsettled.

“I’d rather make them see reason!” he grumbled as the queen rose from her seat, a delicate glass of their finest wine raised in her hand, making the chatter around quiet down.

“A joyful occasion has brough us all here together. The union between House Targaryen and House Hightower. A union that has long been shaken and will now strenghten our bonds once more.”

Oh how the prince prayed to the gods that she was right or this would have all been for nothing

“From this day forward, my oldest son, your prince, will be wed to y/n Hightower! It is my honor to welcome my sister as my daughter!”

The grand doors opened and for someone who had been breathless before, Jace was fascinated how much less air suddenly flowed down to his lungs. Now for entirely different reasons as he watched his betrothed step down the stoney stairs with slow, calculated yet almost hesitant steps. Head held high to eminate confidence he knew you were unlikely to actually feel yet unwilling to show weakness you moved with an elegance he had only ever seen in his mother and dressed from head to toe in the colors of his house. Not one speck of the Hightower green he came to loath with time. You h/c hair, that stood in contrast to allo of your siblings gracefully pinned out of your face in a way that brough out your best features like a shining star in midst of the darkest night.

He truly had to remind himself to start breathing again, the horrified gasp at the colors her daughter was wearing instead of green or white as would have been appropriate for a wedding, only faint in his ears as he now rose from his chair. Rhaenyra sat back down and watched with amsument how her son rounded the table and met you halfway, falling for his wife hard and fast.

“You knew this was going to happen?” Daemon whispered smugly and took her hand.

“I just know my son.” She smiled back innocently.

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Jace stunned to silence came to stand in front of you. Everyones eyes still heavily on him and you.

“My prince.” You greeted with your head bowed lower then he liked to see.

“Princess…” he chocked, completely stunned and incapable of forming the words fitting for what he truly felt in that moment.

He offered his hand for you to take and lead you back where you belonged by his side on the dinning table.

Sitting down one glare of his past your head let Alicent sit back down before she could berate you for going against the Hightowers by wearing his signature colors.

His.

“Let the feast beginn!”

OOHH THIS WAS SO GOOD HAD ME FEELING ALL THE EMOTIONS OML THANK YOU @callme-holly 🙏😍‼️🙈

⋆｡°✩ Radio Silence | Darry Curtis

masterlist | | chapters.

part 1. ☁︎

part 2. ☁︎

part 3. ⚠︎

part 4.۶ৎ

part 5. ☁

the epilogue. ۶ৎ

۶ৎ - fluff ☁︎ - angst ⚠︎ - smut