SIX OF CROWS

— SIX OF CROWS

KAZ BREKKER

— baby steps

summary: kaz and jes learn to deal with a partner with an aversion to being touched for long periods of time.

JESPER FAHEY

— baby steps

summary: kaz and jes learn to deal with a partner with an aversion to being touched for long periods of time.

— stormy days and warm beds (req)

summary: you’re missing jes whilst he’s away and his bed is extremely warm and inviting, turns out he’s come home early.

WYLAN VAN ECK

— coming soon!

MATTHIAS HELVAR

— coming soon!

ALEKSANDER MOROZOVA

— coming soon!

NIKOLAI LANTSOV

— coming soon!

SIX OF CROWS

— little crow

summary: the crows take you in from the streets and when you’re taken, kaz brekker comes to ground breaking realisation, he loves you like a daughter.

six of crows x child!reader

— teenage scare - pt 2 to little crow

summary: y/n is going through her younger teenage years and is just as mean and sulky as her favourite crow kaz. but he has her realise just how much she’s changed.

— where’d all the time go? - pt 3 to little crow

summary: as a certain sixteen year old boy made his way into your heart, kaz’s eyes bore into his head.

Over you’re post about the crows x child!reader. And I was thinking of the same for a while! But I wanted to ask you about the crows with a moody teen. Like she’s maybe grown up, she’s like still bad ass but she’s going through teen age eyes. Like maybe like 13-14. Sorry, I just think it would be so funny like the guardians of the galaxy and teen age groot. She can have like a attitude problem with kaz.

Teenage Scare

six of crows x teen!reader, kaz brekker x teen!reader

Mean.

That’s how most people would describe you.

No matter what a discussion was about you always had something to say. When you were younger you were new to the Crow Club. Despite your rough life you were kind and sweet.

That part of you was snacking on waffles deep inside, because with your teenage years came change. And you didn’t like change. First came with your height, you were still short for your age but you could see you were growing faster than usual. Then came your face, where it was usually smooth came bumps and rough patches, not noticeable but to you? This was an attack on your face.

Then your chest, which was the worst. From 12 to 14 it grew and grew and you had no clue if it would stop. You’d caught the eye of local boys when you didn’t want to. Which lead to a few catcalls to you, and a few broken noses for them. You didn’t want to be treated differently for something so vain, so natural.

But it would happen either way, not only did boys notice but men did too. Although they always bit their tongue since the first (and last) man to say something ended up with all his money fit snuggly in your pockets and his teeth in a bin.

It made you angry and bitter.

You had to get new clothes every few months since it didn’t fit here or there and so on. After a big job the Crows had pulled off which you played a huge role in you were definitely more than able to afford it but you didn’t want to waste all your money on clothes.

So you took up sewing in secret.

You didn’t feel like being bullied for doing something so girlish whilst you condemned the Ladies of richer houses for being shackled to a birthing bed or cooking and cleaning.

But the thing was you liked it. It brung a sense of calm, using different colours of thread and different needles giving various outcomes. And there was nothing you could make that had been made before. There was so much freedom when it came to it.

Everyone else noticed the calm of the storm that was you, pretty quickly.

“What on Ketterdam just happened.” Wylan said to Jesper as he sat down with his breakfast. “What do you mean?” He looked up at him and cleared his throat, “I’m sorry I should’ve been clearer.” Jesper laughed, “What did I say about apologising for how you speak?” Jesper smiled timidly, “Not to. I remember, just a slip. It’s just, when I went into the Kitchen, Y/n was in there.”

Jesper tilted his head, encouraging him to continue, “Cooking. She hasn’t cooked since she was twelve.” Jesper brung his hand to his forehead and faked shock, “Oh my Saints, the world is off its axis.”

Wylan smacked his chest and frowned, “It’s not funny! She hasn’t cooked in so long, she says it’s boring and we have people for it so what’s the point?” Jesper wraps his arm around him, “I’m sorry love, you’re right it is odd. But maybe the beast is about to go into a deep slumber and we get the normal Y/n back. You know how the younger teenage years are.”

“We’re all in our 20s, we may not fully remember but it was awkward and weird. Everything was changing and we were adapting. Let her adapt.” He finished as Wylan nodded in agreement, what he didn’t notice was Jespers hand sneaking towards his toast.

“Hey! Drop it!” Wylan shouted as Jesper took a big bite out of the corner, “You love me, let me eat.” Wylan huffed in annoyance before getting up to leave but Jesper promptly wrapped his arm around his waist and brought him back down, “Oh no you don’t.” Jesper laughed as Wylan did too.

“Please stop giggling like school girls, you’re making me want to vomit.” Y/n said as she sat down with her food in front of them. “Don’t make any sudden movements, we don’t want to scare the animal.” Jesper ‘whispered’ as Y/n laughed sarcastically, “For a second I was wondering why I never sit with you two in the mornings anymore, now I remember why.”

“Oh it was just a joke Y/n, please sit, I feel like I never see you anymore.” Wylan spoke as he took a sip of his juice. “Maybe open your eyes up babe, I live with you.” Wylan smiled, “Yeah but I uhm, I missed talking to you.”

“Thanks. I’d miss me too.”

Jesper snickered as Wylan hit him again.

That was one of the moments you realised how much you’d changed. Whilst fearing over things being different you’d pushed away the Crows, your family. You’d begun spending more time in your room, or with other friends your age and while having friends your age was okay, you spent more time with them than at the Slat or Crow Club.

You’d let your fear take over. Not wanting to eat with them in the mornings to hear their questions and teasings of, “Are you okay?” “Is it that time of the month?” “New clothes?”

What you’d seen as annoying were actually just genuine questions of concern. From that day on you’d ease back into your life. Eating with them in the mornings, actually attending meetings rather than hearing the summary from Inej.

You’d go shopping with Nina for food, or have your daily reading sessions in Kaz’s office. You’d shop for hats and ingredients with Wylan and Jesper and laugh when Jesper touched the wrong thing and would get told off.

You’d be home again.

The meeting was at seven pm and this time you planned on showing up.

You were there twenty minutes early, grabbing your favourite book of tales you’d obtained from East Ravka. “You’re here for once?” Kaz asked as he walked into the room. You nodded, the realisation that you hadn’t talked to him in weeks.

Kaz noticed your change first. No longer did he receive sweet notes in the morning that had him smiling at himself, no longer did he hear your humming as you read in his office, something he claimed to loathe but he’d grown familiar to the sound, like a white noise.

When he worked to hard he’d always be so engrossed in whatever he was doing he’d sometimes not notice you bringing him dinner, lunch or breakfast.

Before every meeting you’d be the first to come along, not for the sake of punctuality, but so Kaz could silently hand over his plan, and have you fix anything that seemed out of place.

Once you’d become a teenager, you grew distant and indifferent to Kaz most of all. You didn’t want him to see you as an adult. Someone he could treat the same as others he worked with. You liked how it was, him always asking you if you’d slept, him telling you off when you became cheeky, when you ate like a girl starved. (Which you never were), when he’d let you, little by little break away his barriers.

With a pat on the back, a comment of praise, a loving look etc. What you both missed most of all was your night talks. Where you’d talk about anyone or thing. Nothing was off limits, it was in these talks that you found out about Kaz’s past.

His change of scenery from his fathers farm to the bustling streets of Ketterdam, the con played by one Jakob Hertzoon on two unknowing boys. How they were cheated out of their inheritance, Jordie’s death and the eventual reasoning behind Kaz and his fear of touch.

You vowed with him to bring Pekka down.

The words which he uttered, ‘Brick by Brick’ held new meaning in your eyes. And you and Kaz held them dear, you would do anything to bring the ‘King’ of the Barrel to his knees.

After such a monumental breakthrough, even if Kaz wouldn’t admit it, you drifted and it stung.

“Early as always.”

“What else do you expect from me?”

“For you to run away, play with your little friends rather than do your job.”

You lifted your head from your book, “I know I’ve been gone a bit, but I always get the job done. I’m always there.”

“I know you are. But as a Crow you’re supposed to be at every meeting, every briefing. Just because you’re a child it does not give you a free pass to skip out on anything.”

“I’m not a child.”

“No? You run away from your responsibilities, the plan is as important as the mission. You should know the ins and outs, the layout of the area rather than running around aimlessly before finally finding a window to go through.”

“That’s was one time!”

“It’s not good enough. You’re not good enough.”

You slammed the book down on the table and rose from your seat, “I’m sorry if I’m not fucking perfect Kaz. But I’m human. We all make mistakes and you know that. There’s a reason you always make me go over every plan. You’re not subtle, having Inej bring me plans as ‘potential opportunities’ and asking for my opinion. I know she relays all the information to you. I’m fourteen not stupid.”

“It’s been a while since I heard that phrase.”

“Oh fuck you.”

“Y/n.”

You stopped in your tracks, you knew that tone, you’d heard it on countless heists and with it you knew not to mess around. You turned slowly and crossed your arms, “What?”

“Brick by Brick.”

You sighed, the words had been lost to you, having not said them in forever.

“Brick by Brick.”

“Those words are close to me. I do not take them lightly, they’re a promise, it will happen. Don’t make me regret telling you of my past if you’re slacking. If you’re slipping, if you can’t handle yourself you can’t handle this life. If you’d rather be an ordinary girl I can organise a wealthy family to adopt you. It wouldn’t be hard, you’re well educated, mannered even if you’ve shown a lack of them in the past few years. But if you want to continue, continue with the Crows then let me know right now. I cannot have someone lacking in focus and effort because they’re moping about change.”

“I want to be here, I do. And the phrase, means a lot to you I know. I know how hard it was for you to share your past with me and i’m grateful you did. It showed me so much more to you. You built all of this from the ground and as much as you’d never admit it, it means a lot to you. The Crows do. I’d never want to jeopardise all you’ve done. I’m sorry for how I’ve been acting and I promise to get my act together. I don’t remember much from my years before here. And I don’t want to. This is my life, I was made for this.”

“That’s the Y/n I know. Now, go over the plan before everyone arrives.”

You sat back down, “Brick by Brick.”

You looked up and grinned, “Brick by Brick.”

daniel ricciardo x bellinghamsister!reader

(model/photographer sister)

summary: daniel accidentally announces his relationship to his fans.

meriaoperman SINCE WHEN WAS HOMEBOY DATING???

olenmcu thats what im saying!!!

mclarenbrazilfans her name is y/n bellingham you lot how dont you know her @y/nbellingham

y/nbellingham and i thought we weren't posting this 😭

danielricciardo i may or may not have accidentally posted this here rather then on my private 😁

y/nbellingham watch your back danny

y/nbellingham also ive got so many follow requests this is mad

angieksmith YOUR BRITISH

y/nbellingham you're* and no im def not

lewishamilton Lies.

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judebellingham sureee i believe you

y/nbellingham @judebellingham excuse me, i will unleash a kangaroo on you (thanks for the loaner dan)

jobebellingham leave my brother alone 😔

y/nbellingham OUR brother 🤨

jackgrealish hoping you're at the next game need someone to keep jude in check

judebellingham oi im always in check

y/nbellingham sureee i believe you

f1xfootball TWO WORLDS COLLIDE MY GOD

bellamani tbf half the world doesnt even know you exist girl 😭

y/nbellingham @bellamani people think im faking 🥴

y/nbellingham posted a story

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y/nbellingham dont know where you'll land when you fly ❤

@danielricciardo

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bellahadid judes gonna hate these photos (you look super hot)

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zayn mama and khai miss you more y/n/n, samosas coming your way!

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danielricciardo 🏃 you stay right there

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jobebellingham im telling mum

judebellingham NO DONT

jobebellingham Play nice Jude. Don't make me fly out to you.

judebellingham sorry mum

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judebellingham wait till im home.

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masonmount no fighting kids 👍

y/nbellingham says you.

masonmount WHAT DID I DO?

katiebishop omfg he called her 'bel' are they dating 😭 @footballgossip

judebellingham 😐

y/nbellingham 😐

bellahadid people can have nicknames for eachother and be friends without dating. please respect boundaries and not spread fake news/gossip about me and j.

thank you.

bellshadxd respectfully shut her up 😍 yes bella!!!

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo but baby, you are the love of my life 💕

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judebellingham Congratulations you two wishing the best ❤ (you better treat her right or the entire england team and i will be after you)

danielricciardo I'll treat her properly as I always have 😁

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maxverstappen1 im going to kill you @charles_leclerc

charles_leclerc I DIDNT TELL HER SHE OVERHEARD ME CALLING YOU THAT!

y/nbellingham lies he told me willingly

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zayn Nice to see you here H, Congrats lil sis, can't wait to meet you Dan.

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harrystyles Nice to see you too Z, hoping to meet Khai in the future!

zayn Of course! Text me when you're in the area, much love, Z.

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danielricciardo singlehandely??

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f1 Ice cold Y/n!

landonorris how's the breeze Danny?

danielricciardo hows the single life? need a hug there mate?

pierregasly OH SHIT-

Weird request but uhh, would you consider writing a story where the reader is set to marry Aemond to join the greens and blacks together but she flees due to the overwhelming pressure, where she comes across a stonehenge (much like the one in Outlander) or some spiritual site and is sent to the future, where she meets Robb Stark and after learning the story of the dance of Dragons (that happened due to her fleeing--just had to clarify) and therefore, the beginning of the end of the Valeryon/Targaryen dynasty, they work together to send her back but are faced with a dilemma, when they inevitably fall for eachother.

If writing about inc*st bothers you (which I don't blame you for 🥴), instead of being a black, she could just be an ally for both houses that they both deeply care for.

I absolutely love this idea!! I would notttt mind having some starks and targaryens fighting over my ass 🫶🏽😩🥲

It’s up and posted!!

Here’s the link. The Last One Standing

Thanks for the request bae and also it’s not done I’m going to make it multi parts bc I couldn’t be fucked doing it all at once and I had free time so i wrote it in like an hour!

allisonxf1′s masterlist <3

welcome! 

here to seek shelter? stay as long as you’d like!

CARLOS SAINZ

this yours? 

p1 - p2

summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother.

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the one

summary: the one where you’re dating carlos sainz jr, whilst being the youngest of the leclerc family and hiding the relationship from your brothers. mission unsucessful.

CHARLES LECLERC

you and i, forever

satellite (p2)

summary: the one where you and charles navigate his high-end career while trying to stay loyal with eachother from a long distance. which proves to be harder for one certain party.

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je t’aime

summary: the one where charles and you attend the celebratory dinner after him winning the 2023 championship, which leads to a man on one knee and you crying whilst his family cheers in the background.

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honeymoon things (insta au)

summary: you and charles post about your wedding and honeymoon when a few funny comments trickle in.

ARTHUR LECLERC

coming soon <3

MAX VERSTAPPEN

coming soon <3

MICK SHUMACHER

coming soon <3

LANDO NORRIS

coming soon <3

DANIEL RICCIARDO 

not on purpose! (insta au, bellingham!sister)

summary: daniel accidentally announces his relationship to his fans.

LEWIS HAMILTON 

all too well (ft. pierre gasly)

summary: the one where pierre gasly doesn’t realize what he’s lost until she’s gone and in the arms of a certain british world champion.

GEORGE RUSSELL

coming soon <3

SEBASTIAN VETTEL 

coming soon <3 

LANCE STROLL

coming soon <3

 ALEX ALBON

coming soon <3

PIERRE GASLY  

coming soon <3

Could you do fluff with Aemond and female Reader??

They're in arranged engagement and he feels insecure about his eye and look so she comforts him? 🥹❤️❤️

No Matter What

You sat in the middle of your mother and father as you rode to the Red Keep. Your dress felt as if it was suffocating you, your hair was too tight, your shoes were as well. Everything was too much.

You were sitting in your bed chambers, sat idly by the window with a hefty book in your lap, “The Conqueror” it was named. You were reading it after a maiden had recommended it to you the other day as she helped you dress. Your mother entered the room, hands clasped firmly in front of her, a glimmer of sadness in her eye.

“Mother? What is wrong? Has something happened to father?” You asked worriedly, she shook her head. “No my dear child. Your father is fine, his journey home was nothing if not delightful. You are young, and still unwed. When your father went to the Red Keep it seems they knew that too.” You started to cry, “You said you w-wouldn’t.” Your mother hugged you, “I know my love. I know.” You stayed like so for hours.

She soothed you as best she could, knowing what it felt to be married of to someone you didn’t know. “Who?” Your mothers head tilted to the side in surprise. “Aemond.”

As you came to a halt you breathed in, for you had no idea what was waiting for you inside those halls.

You settled in rather quickly as you didn’t have time to slow down. You had over 100x the maids and servants you had at your own castle. Every girl seemed so eager to please Prince Aemonds wife, to be her friend, her dresser, her confidante. Everyone was practically bending over backwards to please you, for they never wished to be on your husbands bad side.

You were wearing a gorgeous emerald coloured dress with matching jewellery. Your hair was pinned up high with two strands braided on either side of your face. You had never felt so, gorgeous.

“Princess.” You turned around and were greeted with a silver haired man. “Uhm, forgive me, I do not seem to know your name.” He smirked, “You’re pardoned. Prince Aegon.” Your face went flush, “Forgive me my Prince.” He walked over with a slight sway, suggesting his drinking habits were in effect.

“You’re quite a pretty thing are you not?” He asked smiling again. “I- I need to get read-” The opening of your chambers doors distract you from the extremely touchy Targaryen in front of you, only to be met with another.

“Aemond.”

“Aegon.”

“I was just-” Aemond strode over and clasped Aegons shoulders, “Talking to my wife in closed quarters? Our closed quarters?”

Aemond led Aegon outside swiftly whilst his brother pleaded, if there was one thing Aegon knew to do besides drink and fuck? It was to not get Aemond angry. “Once you’re finished Ser Erryk will take you to the hall. He is your sworn protector. Understood?”

You nodded instantly, eliciting a slight smile from him as he turned around and left. You had no clue what to think. One second he’s protecting you from his hungry brother the next he’s cold and leaves you alone rather than escorting you yourself. You shook it all off, looking at the mirror one last time before calling in Ser Erryk.

As the two of you bonded whilst making your way towards the hall you couldn’t help but worry. What if your marriage was cold? Distant? If you were stripped and bonded to a birthing bed for the rest of your young years before being confined to the Red Keep. What if you never saw your family again?

Would Aemond be so cruel?

The tension at dinner didn’t help either. You could feel Aemond staring at you, as well as Aegon. But it wasn’t just them. Rhaenyra Targaryen and her family were at dinner as well. Daemon was nice enough to toast to you. As the night went off you felt yourself get more comfortable over time.

You were seated opposite from Rhaena and Lucerys. The young boy wouldn’t stop looking at you. The reason being you had stopped Aemond from speaking further ill of him and his brothers. Aemond did not like it one bit. As much as he wanted to listen to you he did not like to lose. And he was not going to lose you to his bastard nephews.

After Helaena and her speech your heart had saddened, the idea of her being so miserable and Aegon only paying attention when he wanted something broke your heart. And you had loved Helaena and her company once you met her.

You got up swiftly to go and join her but Jacearys had risen from his seat with his glass. A toast.

“To our Dear Y/n, I hope your wedding is nowhere near as miserable as Aegons. I feel horrible for you, having to wake up everyday and see Aemonds face. And Helaena, you will always deserve better.”

Aegon got up and slammed his fist into Jaces face as Aemond went after Lucerys. The four of them ended up on the floor, at one point switching from brother to brother. Luke and Jace got punches in too but they were all separated.

You sat on the bed, changed from your dress from before. Aemond strode in after a while, more so hours but who were you to judge? He had been practicing with Ser Criston Cole, gods know why.

“Why were you training so late?”

“Is it really any of your business?”

“No but I, I was just wondering.”

He scoffed and turned away from you, beginning to change. You settled into bed and tried to sleep but the dinner was still on your mind.

“Why did you do it?” Aemond turned over towards you, “Do what?” “Attack your nephews. The dinner was going so well until you decided to jab at them and question their legitimacy. Is that not treason?” Aemond scoffed again, “I’m a Prince, a real Targaryen Prince, I may do as I like.”

“Yes of course.” You answered back not wanting to incite an argument.

You were on the cusp of sleep when you heard a mumble. “Hm?” Aemond shot up, “You heard me?” You rolled over to him and got up as well facing towards him. “Not entirely. What did you say?”

“Because of you.” You tilted your head as your mother always does, “Whatever do you mean my Prince?” His eye burned into yours, “Because of you. I attacked those with disgusting perversions of my family because they wouldn’t stop looking at you. Talking to you. They were taking you away from me.”

The last part wasn’t as clear as the rest but you heard it, “My Prince-” “Aemond.” “I beg your pardon?” “Call me Aemond dear wife.” You smiled at the notion, “Aemond, no one could steal me from you.” He looked at you again, gaze rising from the bed, “Truly?” You leaned in and kissed his cheek, near his scar which caused him to pull back.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, “Nothing, go to bed.” He had just began to open up to you and you were not losing progress now. “Aemond. Do not shut me out so soon. Please. Do you not trust me? Is that why you still cover your eye in front of me?”

“Do not. Do not put words in my mouth.” You softly turned his face to you, “I am not my love. I wish to know you better, we are husband and wife. We should know more about each other. Secrets. Hobbies, everything and anything. And if you do not wish to divulge that so soon that is okay. But please, trust me with this.”

“I trust you.” You smiled, “Why do you keep your patch?” His hand laid over yours, “I do not wish to scare you my love.” You frowned, “Your scars do not scare me Aemond. Not at all. They make you special, even more special then being a Targaryen. Never feel ashamed of anything with me, nor hide things as simple as scars. I am your wife, and I am to stand with you, no matter what.”

With that he kissed you sweetly and the two of you went to bed with heavy hearts and minds.

Perhaps your marriage was starting to warm up.