Multi-Fandom One Shots

With a Sigh (Liandrin Guirale)

Request: Hii! Can you please write Liandrin x fem reader, where Y/N is also from the red and they have been rivals for a very long time. Then the hunter hunts them and wants to hurt Liandrin brutally but Y/N steps on the way and protects Liandrin by getting hurt herself and after Liandrin takes care of her injuries and they fall asleep cuddled together? Something like that if you don't mind. Angst with fluff in the end. I will be very grateful🫶🏻

Request #2: Can you do where she fights side by side with a female reader who is also red and they have feelings for each other but can't confess and they keep acting bitchy with each other until y/n gets hurt on the battlefield and Liandrin is there to protect her?

For a Sisterhood, the Aes Sedai were hardly affectionate. One would think you would at least be civil within your own Ajah. Unfortunately, the Red Ajah was vengeful and spiteful. It was no wonder with you all hunting your own kind. Any who could channel could turn on a dime; Power corrupted. This is what the Red believed and they followed the written law closely, making them few friends. It was an honor to be called to the shawl, but it was still a part of life, and so came with flaws. You couldn't remember the last time you felt like you were part of something. Part of you worried you'd chosen the wrong Ajah, but a larger part knew the color of your clothes wouldn't change the dynamic of the White Tower. 

Luckily, you didn't have to spend much time at the Tower. A perk of being a Red was you could always volunteer to be a part of the Hunt. You would travel and look for those who could channel. You had brought more than a few Sisters to the Tower, though they learned to fear you when they heard how fiercely you fought. You were revered as the Red who took down a Man alone. It deterred friends within your Ajah and outside of it. The people were out of the question so you were alone. You decided to take that loneliness on the road once more and volunteered for the Hunt. 

Unfortunately, this was Liandrin's turn at the helm. She was the most unbearable Red you'd ever met. She was antagonistic and decided you were enemies for no reason. Perhaps she was jealous or thought you were a competitor. Either way, you were intent on avoiding her remaining cordial when you had to come in contact with her. 

Still, from across the Seating Hall, you glanced at your sisters to find Liandrin glaring at you. You were very confused, but every ounce of her attention was on you. And after the Seating, you were returning to your quarters when Liandrin popped up out of nowhere. "Why is it you enjoy the outside of Tar Valon so much?" she asked mysteriously, blocking your path. 

You looked at her calculatingly. This wasn't the first time she'd become confrontational with you. "What is it this time, little LiLi?" 

Blue eyes burned furiously at the nickname. "You just... You join the Hunt so frequently, one might think you have pressing concerns outside these walls." 

You stepped into your fellow Red's space, unwilling to accept wild accusations. "If you have concerns, see the Amyrlin or Tsutama." Your face got dangerously close to your Sister's and you knew she could feel your breath. "Otherwise, step out of my way and accept what is done." After a candle flicker, she still did not move. With major irritancy, you stepped alongside Liandrin, your shoulder meeting hers. "Of course you have nothing." 

The next morning, as you and your Red Sisters readied for your horses, Liandrin had your complete attention. Not out of necessity. You knew the tactics the Hunt used better than she ever could. You felt the boiling anger in your chest, a familiar association with Liandrin, and soon mounted the steed, eyes still glued to the leader of the Hunt. 

A Yellow and Green had volunteered, unfortunately one of each, but that was to be expected. They felt the need to join out of obligation because there might be a need for a different specialty.