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Dark Desire - Modern AU! | Chapter 13

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Paring: Aemond Targaryen x Niece!Reader

Summary: Aemond doesn't know how he feels every time he sees you. Neither do you when you look at him. Your father Aegon has always been absent from your upbringing ever since he divorced your mother. That role has been filled by Aemond until last summer, when everything changed.

Tags: Alternate Universe – Modern/ Setting Emotional Hurt/ Comfort/ Drama & Romance/ Eventual Smut.

Warnings: This fic includes manipulation, violence, death, and inc3st, at some points. Reader has purple eyes and her mother is from Dayne House, the rest is complete free :D

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Author´s note: Pls, enjoy! Feedback, shares and comments are always welcome! And sorry for the delay theses weeks, I will try to be faster in next chapters.

Acknowledgment: To @ammo23 for the brilliant corrections and the wonderull work as beta reader, for all the patience and the love that always shows for my writing. Thank you so much for all the time that you spend with this. Thank you so much. i really aprreciate it :D

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“I know you don't want to see me, but could you at least take my call? We need to talk about what happened.' You deleted the message again almost automatically. Cregan had texted you almost every day that week and had called you at least five times. It wasn't like the harassment of a jealous or insistent boyfriend but more like the calls for attention from a man worried about you. You turned off the phone screen while having breakfast with your grandmother and Aemond on that Saturday morning.

You sighed in defeat, and Aemond looked over the top of the newspaper, wanting to know what was wrong with you. Alicent went on to talk about the benefit gala she did every year to raise money for the Faith of the Seven. It would be that night, and it would also coincide with being the first year that you would attend.

It was a gala dinner where the most influential personalities from all over Westeros gathered because Aemond brought them there simply to make his mother happy once a year. It would be your first time attending because you were already of legal age. Before, the agreement your parents had signed prevented any public exposure you might have. They both wanted to protect you from belonging to two of the most influential families in the seven kingdoms, but now it was different.

Aemond insisted that you would have to start participating in the few public events in which he also participated. While your father was making a weekly cover of the gossip magazines, the rest of the Targaryen brothers kept a discreet distance in the background. Understated, but not non-existent, and that was Aemond's idea for you; let the world know that you were a dragon, with the importance and responsibility that it entailed, but that you would not lose yourself in the world of luxury and pleasures in which Aegon seemed to be immersed.

The phone rang one last time, and you picked it up, annoyed. You ran your finger across the screen, ignoring the last notification of what you knew would be the only call Cregan would attempt that day, or so you thought and took a small sip of your coffee. Aemond raised an eyebrow. He knew you were hiding something from him, but making a scene in front of his mother wouldn't help you hide something you thought was too obvious, but no one seemed to notice.

"This year, I have put more desserts on the menu", your grandmother smiled at you, bringing you back to reality. "A very good selection. I know how much you like desserts," she explained sweetly and sympathetically. Your grandmother had always been quite lax with you, removing the prefects of faith, but after your birthday and what had happened, she seemed even sweeter, as if she didn't want to offend you in anything and to please you in everything. From what Aemond had told you, it was quite similar to the attitude she had taken towards him when he lost his eye.

"Thank you, Grandma." You smiled shyly at her, and Aemond smirked. The truth was that you had become even more aware of the strong bond that united Alicent and Aemond, and it seemed that the new status of your nameless relationship with him made things change between you and your grandmother. She wasn't just your grandmother anymore, at least from Aemond's perspective. On the other hand, her gesture touched you, but desserts had ceased to fascinate you since you had turned seven years old. "Who's going to the gala?" you asked curiously, not wanting to show your concern about meeting Cregan there. You couldn't face it, at least not at the time. It wasn't a question of love but because Cregan had been good to you and that, in the end, you had disappeared from his life without a trace. You were ashamed of your behaviour, but you were even more ashamed of the fact that you had changed him so quickly for the one you truly loved.

"Anyone who can afford it," Aemond replied, closing the newspaper. "The 300 kindest people in all of Westeros, but this is according to your grandmother," he chuckled, playing a joke on his mother that she reluctantly scolded, slapping her son on the arm. Alicent didn't know what was wrong with her son, but lately, he seemed happier, more cheerful, more human. Aemond had always been rigid in his convictions and behaviour. However, in recent weeks he had a behaviour similar to being in love. Your grandmother had no idea what this meant, but she was just happy for her son. She believed that he was seeing someone and that sooner or later one of her children, whom she thought would always remain sad, would give her grandchildren. Alicent had no idea how little of this happiness was left for her son, but at that breakfast, she thought that everything would be fine in the life of the most battered of her children.

"They are very important people, of that we can be sure," your grandmother smiled radiantly. She was about to start talking about her project again when your phone vibrated on the table again. Cregan was being really insistent that morning, perhaps because you suspected that he would also be attending this famous event, and he wanted to spare you the embarrassment and discomfort of meeting each other after you had ignored him, if only for your sake and Aemond's. You were beginning to see how jealous he could get over almost anything. He thought he hid it well under hisserious facade, but you were beginning to know the way he clenched his jaw, which seemed to break the teeth and bones that made it up.

"Why don't you take it?" Aemond tried to sound casual but failed in his attempt. You knew that he only demanded to know who it was, who called you so urgently on a Saturday morning. You saw him take a cigarette out of a fresh pack that he just opened at that moment. He brought it to his lips without losing sight of you, but you didn't look at him. You didn't want to talk to him about how Cregan was calling you to fix things. The old wolf was simply saying that he needed to talk to you. You heard the Zippo click and how he took a puff and then quickly blew smoke out of his nose.

"It's nothing important," you told him as you tried to continue eating breakfast. You picked up a piece of fruit and began to peel it in silence under the watchful eye of Aemond, who knew you were lying. However, this time it was not jealousy. It was just a worry that had been on his mind lately more than he wanted to admit: You didn't trust him. Or at least not to tell him everything that happened to you. It seemed as if there was some kind of barrier between you that you had built up in a way of protecting you both. For Aemond, it was beginning to be a concern. Where was all this leading you if you couldn't trust him?

"Good morning", your father appeared just then, stretching and with a tired face as he took his seat next to you at that garden table. At least he had managed to break the tension that had existed up to that moment and of which, as always, your grandmother seemed unaware. Your father ruffled your hair again, and you smiled at him. It was one of those things he should have done when you were little, but at least tried now. That was the only consolation you found. "Don't eat fruit for breakfast. That is only done if you are sick," he joked as he took a Croissant, and you laughed. Aemond looked at the two of you disapprovingly.

"Are you going to go to the gala with that face?" Aemond spoke unlovingly to his older brother, taking another drag, nearly draining the cigarette to the end. Aegon always managed to get under his skin. However, it was his brother. He had to protect him. He should always protect his family.

"It's my usual face," your father replied as he poured himself coffee under Aemond's watchful eye. That one-eyed look that always disapproved of him. His younger brother looked at him disapprovingly, having almost forgotten you at once.

"It's your face from having been partying days in a row", Aemond said as he stubbed out his cigarette, ready to scold Aegon, as always. You had rarely seen it because the three of you had met a few times in time and space together, but you were beginning to realize that it was a bit of a regular occurrence.

"Well, that's the same thing. My usual face." Your father shrugged and dunked the croissant into his coffee, ready to ignore his brother. He winked at you, and at that moment, your phone rang again. Aegon cheekily stared at your phone screen. What neither your grandmother nor Aemond dared to do, your father did shamelessly and was simply angry. "What is Cregan doing calling you?" he asked you, visibly angry. You did not answer, knowing that not telling him would anger Aemond.

"That man doesn't seem to understand endings", your grandmother spoke, worried about you. Everyone fell silent afterwards as the phone rang. Aemond's jaw clenched as if he was going to break it, and your grandmother gave you a worried look. However, it was Aegon who crossed all the lines of your privacy. After all, your father thought that Cregan was ultimately responsible for that anxiety attack that had landed you in the hospital.

"Fuck", your father picked up the phone. You tried to stop him almost desperately, but he simply took the cell phone and picked it up in an aggressive way, grinding his teeth and losing his mind for the simple fact that his puppy was suffering. Aegon was not violent. That attitude involved too much work, and he was not used to work. But, he was just starting to freak out lately under a desire to keep you safe and happy. That was all that mattered to him. He brought the phone to his ear, under the watchful eye of Aemond, who leaned back in his chair to watch the spectacle. “Listen to me well, old wolf. I want you to leave her alone,” you heard Cregan yell on the other end of the line.

"Dad, give me back the phone", you yelled at him as you followed him around the garden after he got up. You didn't want to put on any show. It wasn't your style or your ways, but it was partly your father's. Aegon, at that moment, only cared about you.

"If you don't stop calling her, believe me, there will be consequences, and I think you know very well what kind of consequences there are when you mess with dragons." You saw him sigh heavily as you tried to take his mobile while you chased him through the garden, where he was pacing nervously, trying to avoid you. Hewas going to protect you. He would do it like he hadn't in 17 years.

"Dad, please", you yelled at him again, but then you felt a hand grab you and pull you away from your father. You saw Aemond walk up to his older brother and take the phone away from him while yelling a thousand expletives at Cregan. After all, Aemond was stronger and taller than your father.

"You're an asshole.” your uncle spat on your father. At first, it had been fun to watch. "What the hell are you threatening him for? We can send whoever you want, but don't threaten him, okay? Don't even think of doing it again," he told him as he handed back your mobile. Now he was worried about what could happen. He could send a thousand guys to beat up Cregan, but he couldn't do what your father had done: yell it out in front of everyone through a phone that might be recording. He couldn't afford to be associated with acts of violence like that. Not him, not his family, or they would have problems.

“He said he had to talk to her. I won't have it after what happened,” your father yelled, now turning his anger on Aemond.

"Alright. I don't want him to talk to her either, but let me handle it." Aemond took your father by the arm and whispered in his ear. Aegon just nodded his head, and your uncle's face grew grim. You ran to talk to Aemond. You didn't want anything to happen to Cregan because you knew that nothing that happened to you was his fault. It had only been a determinant, not a cause. However, your grandmother arrived first.

"Don't even think about doing anything. I know you too well. Both of you.” Aegon ran a hand over his face in despair, but Aemond ignored her.

"Hmmm", was all he sighed as he sauntered past you. You had never seen that side of your family, but it was something that scared you. You didn't feel comfortable, and you really began to fear what might happen to Cregan, just as you saw Aemond walk away to make a call that you never knew the content of. Alicent looked worriedly at her son. He had always been protective of you, and that was already too much.

Lya had always liked flashes, cameras and glamour. Those three elements had undoubtedly been determining factors in opting for that stable relationship with your uncle Daeron. The lawyer had remained for a couple of photos with his girlfriend at the entrance to the Hightower Hotel where the gala that took so much effort and time for your grandmother was held, but finally, he had let her enjoy having a little fame for herself.

Since Lya was only known for being the 'girlfriend of…' However, she didn't care. She enjoyed it equally and would enjoy it even more after Daeron proposed to her. It shouldn't have been that long. She had endured the unspeakable among the Targaryens, and at the very least, her reward had to be a proper marriage. Something that would give her a status similar to Alicent's in that family. But, Lya was not Alicent and never would be. Daeron Targaryen's young girlfriend enjoyed the last moment in which the photographers claimed her attention. At that precise moment, Aemond Targaryen and his brother made an appearance, getting out of the main family car. Alicent got out of the car with difficulty, helped by the eldest of her children, and behind her, you appeared.

A red and black velvet gown had been your choice for that night, or rather Aemond's. He held you by the waist as you got out of the car, and in a protective gesture, he took you inside the building, holding you tight, while the attention of the photographers was torn between taking a picture of your figure that your uncle would not let go of or your father with your grandmother, who did stay at the doors of the building to the delight of many photographers.

Aemond wanted you to participate in public life, not expose yourself, and you wouldn't have been comfortable with it either, but that paternal gesture from the man who was now your lover left you cold. What would anyone think of the way he had grabbed you? Well-dressed and in keeping with the moment, he ignored you as he entered the building. Now was the time to save face, though the long, silent look he gave you as you walked away from him said it all. It was the look of a man in love, and Lya could only narrow her eyes at that spectacle. What was between you and Aemond was not normal, and Lya, she could only suspect. Daeron gently took her hand as she entered the building, but the young Stark couldn't get the thought out of her head. She had seen how Aemond held you and looked at you. She did remember what had happened between Daemon and Rhaenyra, and she couldn't ignore that you two seemed too similar. Was the rest of the Targaryens blind?

After all day alone in the family home, you found yourself even more alone at that party. You saw your Aunt Helaena and her husband, Jace, dance together in the crowd. Your father was already missing, and your grandmother was chatting with one of her pious friends. You saw Lya and Daeron equally dance together after dinner, which had been tedious and almost unbearable. To be fair, you hadn't seen Lya since that night at the smallest of the Velaryon's clubs on your father's express orders. But, at that party and after such a long time, her presence continued to bother you. You would never feel comfortable with her again. Not after her friends had aired how she saw you.

You sighed, bored, and Aemond looked at you sideways, sitting next to you at the same table where you had eaten. He smiled when he saw you slip into your seat with your arms crossed. So pretty and, at the same time, so careless. He would have loved to have ushered you into one of the upstairs rooms right then, but he was content to see you like this while one of the main investors continued to discuss numbers and figures with Aemond. Without a doubt, this was a party for everyone. Except for you.

"I'll tell Alys to send you the closing of the quarterly", Aemond commented while that man continued chattering while the face of his wife, also sitting next to him, was quite similar to yours. However, it seemed to activate the moment your uncle spoke the name of his secretary.

"Oh, speaking of Alys, I miss her at this gala", the man's wife commented with a sarcastic giggle as she scanned you up and down. You tensed. You never expected that no one would give you such an accusing and cheeky look like that in that place "... but I see that you have changed it for a younger model, right?" That woman with the pearl necklace and ancient hairstyle lashed out again, and her husband told her reprimanded her while she looked away, embarrassed. Aemond didn't even look at you, now concentrating on glaring at that woman with his one eye, but the damage was already done. A younger model? Is that how they saw you at that party? That was a hard blow to reality. Perhaps you weren't being as discreet as Aemond expected, and you saw Lya look at you and smile as she was now whispering to one of her friends. And you started to feel bad. The world was spinning.

"I have to go to the bathroom," was all you said. You needed to cool off. You needed to get out of there while you felt in an almost paranoid way how everyone was looking at you at that party. What was happening to the world?

"She is my niece. Not a fucking prostitute." Aemond spoke just as you left, and that woman paled while her husband could barely swallow. Now they were in your uncle's crosshairs, and the man knew that he would not deal with dragons again. Much to his regret. All because of his wife's big mouth and her way of pointing out subtleties that weren't as subtle as the great Aemond Targaryen believed and his family of dragons refused to see.

You got your neck and chest slightly wet. Not the face. That would be spoiling the makeup that they had put on you in that very expensive beauty salon that your uncle had paid for. The red lips in the tone that he himself had chosen, you looked overwhelmed. You needed to get out of there. You began to believe in the words that your mother had always said and in her refusal to attend that party.

Also, you were beginning to believe that everyone was looking at you as if everyone suspected what was happening between you and Aemond, but you were discreet, right? Definitely yes. Never a major gesture in public. Never. So much sacrifice. Only, he had taken you by the waist in a protective gesture, and the way he looked at you said much more than any of his gestures.

You sighed slowly as if you were trying to regulate your agitated breathing, your anxiety. You saw yourself in front of that mirror in that lonely bathroom. The focus of attention was on you. You needed to get back to Aemond's side, not worry him and tell him that you wanted to go home. Make love in your room. Normalize what you felt for each other. No more secrets. Shout it out if necessary. But you knew you couldn't. So you were content with wanting to return only to his side. You left the bathroom for it after taking a deep breath and steeling yourself to face that crowded room.

"You look spectacular", you heard a familiar voice just behind you. You turned, and there he was, the man you'd been trying to ignore all week. Cregan has his hands in his pants pockets, dressed in a suit befitting the occasion like everyone else. He smiled sadly at you, and you almost blanched. He was well groomed, yet his eyes showed a lack of sleep. Two large dark circles under his eye sockets were proof that Cregan Stark, the old wolf of Winterfell, had been almost without sleep since he had returned to the capital.

"Thank you," was all you answered, looking away from him but unable to move from the spot. A small part of you told you that you should have taken some of his calls, answered some text, stood there and let him put his arms around you, but you were in love with Aemond.

Cregan was nothing to you anymore if he ever was. Cregan was the right choice. It always would be, but not always, the right choices are the ones we want to make. "I have to go," was all you could think of to say, almost scared to have found him. That simple exchange of words would make Aemond jealous, and this was something you did not want to experience again. Besides, you were also dreading the prospect of talking to Cregan. It scared you in a way you couldn't explain. You'd ignored him, and you'd ignored him because the girl from just a month ago would have seen herself capable of taking on anything, but you weren't that girl anymore. You had lost strength as if you were starting to let Aemond take care of everything. You weren't you anymore, were you? In the end, it all came down to the fact that you had developed an irrational fear of betraying, harming or offending Aemond.

"Wait", Cregan grabbed your bare arm, and that only caused you anxiety. What would Aemond think if he saw you like this, with his body so close to yours? With the northerner claiming you so fiercely? "Please, (Y/N), wait", he whispered to you, looking into your eyes with the sincerity that characterized him. I understand that you don't want to see me. I heard what happened after I left, but we need to talk." His hand loosened its grip on your arm.

"I don't want to talk, Cregan," you told him without taking your eyes off the ground. You were taking too long. You had only told Aemond that you would go to the bathroom and come back. He must have been worried about you, and you were just being hindered by Cregan. "I don't need to talk."

“Everyone needs to talk about what's wrong with them, (Y/N)", he whispered to you and at that moment, his eyes met yours. You wish Aemond was like this. You wish, sometimeAemond would open up so much to you that you could understand what was going on inside his head. You let your guard down, and Cregan smiled. A sincere and sad smile. "What happened… what happened to you and you going to the hospital was terrible."

"It had nothing to do with you", you replied, looking away from him. Cregan cradled your face in his hands, caressing your chin and lips. This was another kind of love, very different from Aemond's, completely different.

"Even if it had nothing to do with me, I feel just as guilty", he whispered, trying to calm you down, trying to protect you. "I know that something has changed, and you don't want to see me again, but... I still like you, and I'm still in love with you, with your smile, with that beautiful way you had to bite your lip when we made love..." he moaned almost desperately for one more minute by your side. Cregan had always been a lovesick man. Yet you had managed to drive him crazy in ways he couldn't understand. The time he had spent in Winterfell without you had been eternal and painful, even more, hurtful when what had happened to you after his departure reached his ears. The old wolf always fixed things and wanted to be there to fix you. "Please, I only ask you for a coffee. You and I. Alone and calm. Without your family, Just you and me. Fix what we can fix…"

"I-I can't", you sighed, defeated because in front of you was a man even more defeated than you. You did not want to be alone with Cregan because you knew that in your heart, it was this affection that you had always needed and would always need. You would have killed for Aemond to have shown half the devotion Cregan had for you, but you knew your uncle was too arrogant for it. You looked Cregan in the eye to say goodbye and to close that chapter once and for all when you heard your father's voice right behind you.

"I told you to leave her alone!" he roared as he grabbed your arm to pull you away from Cregan. You had never seen your father violent, but he scared you at the time, just as his fist met Cregan's jaw and Cregan made a sound of pain. The girl who was with your father and whose presence you only became aware of then shrieked. And then there was only scandal, screams and people. A security guard grabbed your father, who was almost determined to kill Cregan, and Aemond hugged you as he found you in the crowd. That night two rumours began to resonate even louder throughout the King's Landing: Cregan had been to blame for what had happened to you, and your relationship with Aemond was too close.

Daeron sat wearily on the bed. He sighed and looked at the ceiling. At least he had managed to get Cregan not to press charges after a punch from Aegon. That was progress. The old wolf of Winterfell said he understood your father. After all, Cregan Stark was also the father of several girls. Daeron couldn't remember how many, but he was a father after all. Aegon would never know how to handle his emotions when it had to do with you. At least from the perspective of the smallest of dragons.

The youngest of your uncles fell on the bed after loosening his tie and would have let himself sleep there if it weren't for the fact that he had visitors that night. Lya came out of the bedroom bathroom wrapped in the bathrobe that a few months ago she had insisted on leaving at her boyfriend's house. Daeron hated that young Stark left her things at his house. It was almost a way to increase their commitment. A commitment Daeron was less and less sure of. Lya was capricious and spoiled at times as if being his longest-lasting girlfriend gave her permission to always have her own way.

Daeron leaned back on the bed to watch her as she sat at the dresser she'd asked for a few months ago. He had ended up buying it so he wouldn't have to listen to her. Those were the relationships that stuck, right? Give in to not listen to your loved one. Although, he doubted that he was in love with her. What was love? Has he ever felt it? He watched her remove her makeup in silence while she looked at him in the reflection of that mirror. He remembered that vacation in Pentos with the girl he really liked in college. The one whose parents, true descendants of Old Valyria, had rejected Daeron for his 'tainted' blood. After all, Alicent was the only one who didn't come from a place like this. This vague and imprecise concept that made Aemond proud was just a hoax. They were nothing similar. They never would be, and perhaps with that idea, Daeron had started dating Lya. He would never live up to what their last names were supposed to carry.

"You're very quiet." Lya woke him from his musings, and Daeron stared at the ceiling, weary. He needed a vacation away from his family.

"I was thinking that I'm glad your cousin didn't file a complaint with my brother," he lied because he didn't want to tell Lya what was going through his head because he didn't want to talk to her about how he felt that the relationship was going nowhere. Lya laughed cheekily, and Daeron looked at her again, confused. "What are you laughing at?"

"That my cousin would never press charges against Aegon. He still hopes to end up between (Y/N) 's legs." She smiled again in an unpleasant way as she turned around. Her brown eyes locked with Daeron's. "Poor fool. That place is already taken and awarded to another man. Only a fool or those who refuse to see reality would not see it." She shrugged and continued combing her hair.

"Pardon…?" Daeron started to speak, but Lya cut him off with a cocky smile and a know-it-all look.

"Aemond is fucking your niece. Are you going to tell me it's not true?" She challenged him. She challenged him because Daeron had never dared to raise a word higher than another against his girlfriend, because they had never argued, because he had always given in until Aegon made it clear that he did not want to see Lya again for a long time. She had hurt (Y/N) with her words, and it was clear that she was only with him for his money. She challenged him because he had removed her from his life with a few simple words from his older brother. She challenged him because she was hurt by the way he had pushed her away in an affront against you.

"They have always been very close," was all he could think of to say in answer to your farce. He also had the same suspicions, but he would never dare say them out loud. His conversations with Helaena had advised him to do so.

"Like Daemon and Rhaenyra", she sneered again, and Daeron couldn't take it anymore. He got up and did the unthinkable. Lya kept giggling silently, and her boyfriend grabbed her by the neck, pushing her against the wall. She went cold and saw a more dragon-like fury in Daeron's eyes. Daeron was never going to suffer the same embarrassment that happened to his older sister. The thing that had traumatized him to the point of saying enough, that had embarrassed him. It could be happening. He wasn't the one to reveal it, much less Lya.He would never again live with the shame of such a scandal. Because if Daeron had lived in fear of anything in his life, it was the shame he had felt for all those years until people forgot what had happened between his uncle and Rhaenyra. He squeezed Lya's neck again. That gallant knight, the meekest of dragons, was willing to take out his claws so as not to be embarrassed again.

"Don't you dare suggest something like that again," he whispered between his teeth. "Have you understood me?" He shook her again, and Lya just nodded in frightened silence.

For the first time, Daeron had brought out the angry, fucked-up dragon in him, and Lya knew that the one she had taken for a panoli with money would never ask her to marry him again.

He had offered him a cigarette, and Cregan had refused. He had given up smoking when his second wife insisted on it, for his health and for the curtains not to smell of smoke. The northerner had given in. He always gave in when it came to women. A true gentleman. Every woman's dream until they got bored of it. Cregan had never left a single one of his relationships. It had always been the other party who had insisted on leaving him. He believed that things could have been fixed by talking. He was old school. And with you, he thought exactly the same, but it was clear that your paternal family would never let him get close to you again.

"Just give me a number, and I'll pay you." Aemond Targaryen, CEO of Targaryen Industries, was in front of him. The dragon was indeed smoking. Leaning back in his large leather chair, as he stared at Cregan Stark with his one eye. He had invited him into her office that morning, just after Aegon had given him a black eye, to 'talk business'. Cregan had come with the hope that these businesses would address your situation, but he found that Aemond simply wanted to buy him the project that a month ago had seemed ridiculous to him.

Cregan wasn't stupid. He knew that this was a subtle and veiled form of blackmail. If he sold his project for an exorbitant amount of money, he was selling his silence at the same time. A nice and elegant way to mask everything that had happened at the gala the night before. It was a clear subtext that Aemond Targaryen wanted to offer him: 'I bought your project in exchange for not denouncing my brother and, in exchange for your silence for any statement you could make'. That was what dragons always tried to do. To master absolutely everything. The northerner scribbled an absurdly high figure on a piece of paper and offered it to Aemond silently. He didn't want to be there. Your uncle accepted that. Aemond just looked at the paper without showing a single reaction and picked up the phone in his office. Cregan watched in disbelief as he asked Alys to set up a transfer for the amount the old wolf had put on that piece of paper.

"If that was all." Cregan started to rise from his seat when Aemond waved him back to sit down. The northerner obeyed in silence but only lifted his chin in a haughty gesture. He knew that now the topic of conversation was going to be you. Your uncle thought that he had bought Cregan with such a sum of money, perhaps he had, but he wanted to make sure that everything would return to normal after such a monetary exchange.

Aemond fell silent, a warning. "I don't want you to see her again" he was direct in his request, much less violent than his older brother, but just as threatening and possessive of you. "Don't even try to talk to her. I want you to disappear from her life."

"I suppose that this request is included in such an amount of money", Cregan replied in a bad manner. The northern challenged him. Anyone else would have nodded and gone bowing to the King of King's Landing. But Cregan Stark didn't care. Never again would dragons intimidate him.

"All men have a price, and you have written it on a piece of paper," Aemond replied. He leaned back on his desk and offered Cregan up again. "I'm going to be magnanimous, I can offer you twice as much, but it's best that you never go near her again. I'm not going to be so nice if you do it again," he smiled. One of the corners of his lips turned up. A sneer and menace crossed Aemond's face.

"You don't scare me." Cregan would never understand what was going through Aemond's head with you. He didn't think it was a healthy relationship or even logical, and yet your uncle didn't seem to want you to be happy in the eyes of others. Aemond was used to doing and undoing everything. You were not an exception.

"I know, but I think you should think about those around you" Aemond smiled again, almost laughing at Cregan. “Your eldest son Rickon is starting college at Dreadfort College this year. The streets there are dangerous, but I think that's something you already know about.” Aemond began speaking in a confident tone.

"Look…" Cregan was also planning to counterattack, but surely your uncle was much more versed in threatening than Cregan. Aemond had always grown to own everything, and he was going to prove it to the northerner.

"And I know that the kindergarten where you take the smallest of your offspring is extremely elitist, but it is not free of dangers, Cregan." He smiled again. "By the way, you should keep a closer eye on your twin daughters' nights out. It would be a shame if something happened to them in one of the clubs they frequent. You have ten children, I can go on, but I think you are already catching on to how all this is going."

Of course, he was getting it. For Cregan, the main thing was his children. Aemond Targaryen reminded him right in that conversation that Cregan might not be scared of what happened to him, but he was scared of what could happen to his children. Cregan just got up. Willing to go, he wouldn't bother you again because he knew Aemond was capable of anything. He was a dangerous man and always would be, but he turned away. Ready to challenge him one last time, trying to appeal to his conscience. "You're never going to make her happy..."

"She is happy; with me, she is happy. And always will be," your uncle spoke for the last time to the northerner without looking at him. His gloomy face against the light of the enormous window of his office. And at that precise moment, Cregan understood what was wrong with you. He would never say anything. It was just another form of dominance, but he was repulsed at imagining the very thing your uncle had confessed was going on between you. Those who do not remember their history are doomed to repeat it, and it seemed that Aemond Targaryen did not remember the same thing that had happened to his uncle.

"It is quite expensive, but it is a good project", Alys woke Aemond from his thoughts. He was looking out the window of his office. It was almost dark. However, he did not want to go home. He didn't want to look you in the eye right now and think about how he had threatened Cregan so he wouldn't see you again. It wasn't something he was proud of. He wasn't proud of any of the actions he'd taken to keep you by his side. He would never be. But he needed to be with you. That was all he needed. He knew it. He needed you by his side. His. Even if you were to go to Sunspear, you would still be his. He would take care of it. “It will triumph in the congress next week. I've already booked our rooms and…” Alys started blathering on about dates and meetings. She pretended that everything was fine between them for the good of the company, for her benefits within it, but Aemond was about to blow up that feigned peace for your good, for your uncle's idea of what was your good.

“(Y/N) and I are going to the congress. Us two alone. Nobody else. You will stay here and run my schedule. I know you know how to do it. You don't need to come.” Aemond gave a firm order, and Alys's world came crashing down.

No one had the right to remove her from her post, not after working so long at that company. She was almost as important a figure as Aemond. She…she had always given her all for Targaryen Industries. She had betrayed Daemon for the good of the company, for his command to pass into the hands of someone more just but, Aemond was becoming his own uncle by leaps and bounds, and Alys was going to suffer the consequences of it.

"You are kidding, right?" It was all she answered as she felt her legs give way. No. This couldn't be happening. Alys could be many things, but she was a hard worker. The Sunspear Conference was her favourite time of the year. The time to shine, the time to be more than just a secretary. Everyone was talking about her effectiveness at that congress. She hadn't missed it once in the last 30 years. She had even attended more than Aemond had. She was the visible face of Targaryen Industries at that congress, and everything was going to change because of you. It was inadmissible.

“I want you to book the suite in any of the luxury hotels. I don't care where it is. Another smaller room next door. We can't raise suspicions.” Aemond followed his idea, ignoring each and every one of the astonished grimaces that were drawn on Alys' face.

"Aemond, I have to go," she yelled at him, almost desperate. She couldn't let anyone put out her light. She had given everything for the company. She was the one who had placed Aemond in his position. Her mind, her intelligence could not give any more. Her life was that company and nothing more. She hadn't sacrificed so much to be now placed in her simple secretary position. She didn't care that Aemond hadn't taken her to the charity dinner. She didn't care, but not when this was so extremely important.

"Alys, I think you are forgetting your place in this company. Am I going to have to remind you?" Aemond's jaw set, and Alys turned, determined to leave. Aemond Targaryen was ungrateful and didn't know who he was messing with. No doubt he was biting off more than he could chew.

An old but elegant clock marked midnight in that house in the Summer Islands. Subtle, muted cream curtains swayed in the breeze, and light from a pool in the garden shed some light on the quiet room. Old volumes of the history of Ancient Valyria between modern detective novels and political books. Daemon Targaryen had always been a man of eclectic tastes, but what he enjoyed most was a glass of whiskey and a good book.

That rather comfortable and elegant house seemed to sleep. An old photo of Daemon and Rhaenyra sat on a high teakwood mantel on which Dark Sister also rested, an old family heirloom. Proof that the Targaryens had always been into weaponry. When Daemon left his beloved company, that sword and that photo were the only things that had accompanied him to his sad exile from the rest of the mortals. His had almost seemed the most unforgivable of sins. Sitting in the darkness of his living room, an ageing Daemon thought about everything that had destroyed him and led to this situation. Aemond had never deprived him of any luxury. That was true. He had assigned him a lifetime salary, which Daemon enjoyed and squandered in his elegant home on the Summer Isles. He was still drinking a bottle of whiskey a week and fucking a different woman almost every night, but he was missing something. He was missing his beloved Rhaenyra.

Although his nephew thought himself very cunning, Daemon knew who had leaked the information. The only problem was that it seemed impossible to hit back at a man who had shielded his private life almost masterfully. Daemon wondered if his one-eyed nephew ever enjoyed life. But, that night, while reflecting on it as, almost every night, the phone rang, and Daemon Targaryen received the most important call of his life. Someone had betrayed Aemond Targaryen, and you were going to be one of the collateral victims of the revenge that Daemon was certain to execute on Aemond.

#aemond targaryen x you #aemond x y/n #aemond smut #aemond targaryen smut #aemond targaryen modern au #aemond modern au #aemond targaryen x y/n #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x fem!reader #aemond targaryen imagine

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theambitiouswoman · 9 months

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hey,

idk if i should ask this but there's things really messed up for me and i really need some advice and get out of this.

*i always see many different kinds of posts about self improvement and self care and after seeing that i make many goals for myself that i will implement all of these. But i just dont know how to do these and how to start and what to start i just want to do all of the things in one day which i will never do.

*i am a high school student, this is my last year of school and also it is really important and this is the only very long vacation i got and i am very weak in studies also i have very less knowledge about many things (like i am just dumb?). My school is gng to reopen on 28 august and when my school is closed i planned various things that i will improve to do to improve myself and become a completely different person (like have a glow up). But i did nthng for like whole one month and just watched kdramas and stuff. i also have many things to study and complete stuffs.

*i jst dnt knw hw to do like planning and stuffs and do my works according to it. bcz i tried making notion templates regarding everything and do all the stuffs in one day and bcm a wonder women in one day but i did nthng. and then i deleted my whole notion page bcz i jst dk hw to do. i also tried bullet journaling that didn't work s well. i jst dk wht do everything is jst messed up.

*also i feel so embarrassing talking to someone verbally in english bcz idk i jst start saying nonsense words like i realy dk hw to speak english even though I've been speaking since i was 4.

*i am just struggling with all the aspects of my life. and idk hw to just start.

*also like i jst be scared to talk to someone or even speaking in class or anything i jst stand there being embarrased and getting weird looks from everyone in my class. no one even asks me anything bcz they know tht idk anything and everyone looks down at me like my own parents too.

*and my sleep schedule is also a mess rn. and like the whole day i jst keep making fake scenarios in my mind tht i dnt feel like i am in the prsent my brain jst gets numb and i dnt feel any thing in the present its jst like yea the prsenet is somewht gng on but i hv no idea wht is gng on i jst forget everything. this is gng on since many years. evn at school i jst dont listn to any lecturs bcz of this. i think my thinkinh capabilities has also gone. i jst forget things very easily.

*i wanna workout to remove my leg fat but i end up planning many thiings in one day like focusing my whole body this and that and then i give up that toooo.

i hope i get a reply from you :(

Hey! Just saw this part of your question.

I get what you're going through. You want to make things better, but you're not sure where to start.

If planning tools like Notion or bullet journaling don't work for you, that's fine. Try making a list or using your phone's notes section. That's what I do.

When it comes to talking in English, it's okay if you feel scared or mess up sometimes. You're being tough on yourself and caring too much about what others might say. This is something many people go through. But let's shift our attention away from others and focus on how you can handle this feeling of not being sure about yourself.

Are you truly putting effort into improving yourself, or do you give up as soon as things get tough? This matters a lot because you need to make a real commitment. If not, you'll just keep going around in circles of negativity. If you want to exercise, then go ahead and exercise. What is stopping you? Think about it? Just yourself. That is quite literally it.

If your sleep schedule is messed up and you feel disconnected, try setting a routine for sleep and doing things that help you stay present, like meditation or going for a walk.

I can tell you're feeling pretty down and everything seems gloomy right now. I understand, and it's not a good feeling. But there will come a time, and it looks like you're getting there, when you'll need to stand up and take charge of your life again.

If you really want to work on all of these things, you need to cut/stop doing all of the negative things you are doing now and only focusing on the version of you that you want to identify with. Change might feel tough, but staying stuck in one place is tough too. You get to pick which kind of tough you want to deal with.

I am going to teach you right now what you need to do if you really do want to work on yourself.

Write down things that make you feel not so good that you want to change.

Next to each item, write down how you can make these things better. For example, if you're not exercising enough, you could start taking short walks every day.

Forget the old version of you exists. Imagine you used to eat a lot of junk food and that made you feel tired. Decide that you won't go back to eating junk food even when you feel like it. You need to really have a vision for yourself and who you want to be. This is important because it will be how you motivate yourself.

Keep finding new ways to make your situation better. If you're trying to be more social, maybe you could join a club or group where you can meet new people.

Exercise and incorporate more healthy meals into your diet. Exercising will not only make you feel good but it will also help you look good.

Take care of your appearance. When you look good you feel good and vice versa. You will become more motivated and confident.

Stop procrastinating. Set realistic and achievable goals. This will help you boost your confidence as well as increase your levels of productivity and discipline.

Get hobbies. Learn new things, figure out your passions and pursue them. Live a life of purpose so you don't continue to feel like you are just floating through life.

Avoid negative content or really anything that no longer aligns with the version of you that you want to be. You want to change your life? You want to be a different version of yourself? What does that person look like? How do they act? What do they do? Your whole life should be consumed with those examples and those examples ONLY.

Learn a new skill and practice it daily. This will help you grow as a person. Develop critical thinking skills. You learn new things and become smarter. It will make life more interesting and exciting for you.

Keep promises to yourself. If you don't take care of yourself, who will? People will treat you how you treat yourself.

REPLACE NEGATIVE THOUGHTS WITH POSITIVE ONES. Pay attention to how you talk to yourself because you are listening and your mind is normalizing these ideas.

By doing these things, you can feel better, be more confident, do well in your tasks, try new stuff, have good relationships, make good choices, stay positive, and be someone others trust. It helps you have a happy life where you learn and grow while being kind to yourself and others around you <3

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So, I own a discord server based on an RPF ship. It’s two streamers who are married in real life and also roleplay together as a married couple. There wasn’t a lot of content for them so I made a discord as a place to discuss AUS, share fics and have some fun

Discord gets a decent amount of people, about twenty. I prefer to keep it open, you can just come in without having to have a certain role or anything. Eventually, one of the streamer’s mods joins and they seem pretty chill

Now the server much had a tumblr Esque vibe when it came to jokes which was assuming the streamers would never see it. There was one member (I’ll call them Emily) who had a bit of a dirty sense of humor with their jokes basically being the equivalent of calling one of the streamers a DILF and drawing fanart that could be seen as slightly suggestive but even then it wasn’t like porn or anything. This server was also very obscure with a small amount of members and nothing in it was meant to be seen by the streamers.

Then a new person joined who I’ll call Ally. Ally joined and didn’t make an intro or talk at all but I don’t really care. Ally is on the server for at least five hours.

Then the mod makes a fucking call out post in the genral channel to the entire server saying that Emily’s jokes, told in a server with a grand total of twenty people, broke the streamers boundaries and that Emily’s fanart also broke boundaries. Then the mod fucking left before anyone had a chance to really respond.

As it turned out the mod had invited Ally over to answer questions about the call out because they were too much of a chicken to stay and explain things themselves. Also, these jokes went on for months plus those extra five hours Emily was on the server. They had all the time in the world to talk to anyone privately about their concerns.

I was never told privately that there might be a problem. Emily was never talked to privately that there might be a problem. Instead the mod just dropped a Twitter worthy call out post, abused their authority as a mod to make Emily feel terrible and didn’t even have the balls to face the server themselves after making this call out post instead using Ally as a proxy.

They planned a call out instead of talking to anyone privately like a mature person would do.

It was a mess, a total mess. People started leaving and Emily felt so guilty that they had ruined the server. I had to make some rules (that I don’t agree with tbh) about certain jokes being banned mainly so that everyone would stop freaking out. Emily also wound up getting banned from these streamers chats based on this private petty discord server drama where neither streamer even knew what was in it.

I guess I’m telling you all of this because I feel I handled the situation poorly. What I should’ve done was told Ally that the mod had to come and speak for themselves and then banned Ally from the server. That or I should’ve deleted the call out post entirely and told everyone to ignore it

But I didn’t because I got scared and I panicked. This was my first time running into this sort of thing as the owner and only mod and as a result of this I wound up not thinking things through and acting impulsively and being too much of a pushover.

I feel bad because I didn’t stand up for Emily, who I consider a friend

I have apologized to Emily, who thankfully didn’t leave, and after the dust settled the members who hadn’t left the server basically agreed the call out post was very fucking stupid. I also locked down the server and now anyone who wants to join has to make an intro. The server is getting some energy back after it almost died due to that drama.

I guess I’m telling you all of this because it’s a neat story and my first foray into being at the center of discord drama. It still eats me up at times how I handled it but at least no friendships were ruined because of it. My main concern is how many other people has that mod gotten unfairly banned from streamers chats.

Plus I think its a good story

I would have made a public statement about how the streamers' mod has a certain duty above that of just any fan, and that duty was to make the fandom a nice place.

I would say, both in the discord and outside of it, that they failed hard and should be ashamed of themselves. I would publicly put out the word that they invaded private space to cause a public ruckus and advise all other fandom discords to ban them preemptively.

They want to act like a server-raiding troll? Treat them as one.

No mercy.

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bruuhky · 1 year

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• Mick Schumacher Imagines

#f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #mick schumacher one shot #mick schumacher smut #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher imagine

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alwaysonlineau · 6 months

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hi! welcome to the always online au!

for anyone who was into the hype of parkner back in late 2019/the early quarantine days, this might be a little bit familiar to you. basically, this is a social media au for marvel that i created when getting into parkner and thompsborn and when one of the main wlw ships was mj/shuri. it consisted of screenshots of (obviously fake) social media accounts (mainly twitter) of some of the marvel characters and it was mostly shitposting with a tiny hint of a plot. however, because of the mental health kick that came with quarantine, i ended up deleting the account while in a depression drop.

it’s been over 3 years and i honestly miss making this au, as it was just fun and gave me something to do, and a few days ago i realized that i still have the apps i used when i originally made this au and all of the fake tweets and messages were still on them, so… well.

basically, i decided to bring it back!

so, if you don’t remember or never saw this au when it was originally happening, you might have some questions! under the cut is a very basic q&a:

what is the always online au about?

nothing! also everything! like i said, it was entirely a shitpost account that very vaguely had a plot, but it was 100% just something i did in my free time for fun!

it’s essentially me throwing my sense of humor in a box with ships and characters that i like and then violently shaking it until something that i find funny comes out and then i would post it !!

ships and characters? which ones?

like i mentioned above, i made this during like the late 2019-2020 era of parkner hype, so, obviously, it was mainly parkner (peter parker/harley keener) BUT it also features many other marvel ships! i am going to be changing the ships up a bit to better match my current preferences. i’ll include a list of ships below this paragraph, but first, this is also going to include PLENTY of platonic/familial dynamics as well! so if you love stucky, sorry they aren’t dating in this but they are obviously besties, and there’s irondad, stuff like that, okay? i’ll try to include it all!

ships:

parkner (peter parker/harley keener)

ironhusbands (tony stark/james rhodes)

gwemj (gwen stacy/michelle jones)

peppermay (pepper potts/may parker)

sambucky (sam wilson/bucky barnes)

thompsborn (harry osborn/flash thompson)

nedbetty (ned leeds/betty brant)

thorbruce (thor/bruce banner)

and more that i will add to this list as i figure them out! suggestions are more than welcome!

characters include everyone in the above mentioned ships (obviously lol) as well as any and all marvel/mcu characters that feel relevant to include! such as:

happy hogan

shuri

t’challa

the guardians of the galaxy

matt, foggy and karen from daredevil

funny accounts for villains

norman osborn (ew)

loki (and maybe mobius? maybe include that ship too? i haven’t watched loki season 2 yet so we’ll see i guess lmao)

and more! again, i am open to suggestions!

if anyone has ideas for characters, ships, or dynamics to include, feel free to message me or send an ask!!

how often should i expect updates?

that one is kind of tricky, because i am an adult with a full time job who is also balancing hobbies and family and everything all at the same time. this is something that i’ll try to work on during my free time, and when i did this before it wasn’t hard to make updates once i figured out what i wanted to do for them, but still, my free time kind of depends on the day and the week.

i’m not going to commit to a strict schedule, but i don’t work weekends so my goal is to update every weekend! if i miss a weekend, i’ll try to get it posted during the week, and if i have a week with extra free time, i’ll do some additional posts as well.

i’ll do my best to be regular with it!!

anything else i should know?

yes! this is an ongoing creative project that i’m doing for fun, and i want it to be fun for anyone and everyone who may come across it! that means i want it to be interactive!! this is something i did before, as well.

for instance, when i was running this au in 2019/2020, someone sent an ask wanting to see harley finding out about the vulture after him and peter start dating, so i answered the ask with this:

obviously this au isn’t picking up from where the old one left off, so those tweets are not considered canon to the current always online au, BUT that’s just an example! i want people to feel free to send in asks and questions for the characters or for situations, and i will do my best to make it fit into the canon of the au!!

i think that’s it?

if anyone has any additional questions, comments, or concerns they would like me to address, feel free to send them in! i’m going to try to get the first update of this au posted today (october 17, 2023) but no promises! if not today, it WILL be up tomorrow!

once the official au is being posted, i’m also going to create a pinned post that links to this one as well as all the au updates and anything else necessary to include (like the tagging system i’m going to create and things like that) so that will be posted shortly after the first update is out! for now, thank you for reading!

i hope to see you guys always online ;)

#parkner #ironhusbands #peppermay #nedbetty #sambucky #gwemj #thorbruce #thompsborn #alwaysonlineau

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oatmealcrisp-freak · 1 year

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So I did the thing.

Deleted scene under the read more!

They drop off the groceries and get straight into the car. It still feels weird driving a Kia Soul.

Lucky for them, a minutes worth of Googling and a phone call had confirmed that a nearby vet took emergency appointments, and would be able to fit them in in about a half hour.

So off they went.

Rei didn’t say a word the entire time. Kazuki could understand why. The guy was utterly enchanted with the little kitten, holding it to his chest with his hand, his eyes absolutely fixated on the little thing. It was meowing up a racket now, apparently determined to be louder than the engine of the car.

‘Probably crying for its mother,’ Kazuki thought, and pressed back his anger behind a smile.

The kitten was surely too young to be without their mother. Had unfortunate circumstances separated them, or had it been intent? Impossible to say, but the temptation to call up Kyu’s information network was itching at him.

‘That’s one way to get sucked back into a life we don’t need, though.’ Kazuki thought.

Rei’s sacrifice meant too much to him to do that. No. Kyu was their friend only, no longer their informant.

Besides.

He could do some scouting just fine himself.

The vet’s office was busy, and had a sign on the door declaring that all animals must either be in a carrier or on a leash.

Unfortunately for them, they had neither of those things.

“Sorry that we, uh, didn’t have a carrier for it,” Kazuki laughed off his nerves to the receptionist. “We couldn’t find any boxes and the one we found in it was all soggy.”

“It’s fine, but just this once, alright?” The receptionist said with a smile. “Alright, your name?”

“Kazuki Kurusu,” Kazuki said, and debated batting his eyelashes because the receptionist was cute. “And yours?”

The receptionist giggled a touch. “You’re going to ask me that with your boyfriend right there?”

“Ah!” Kazuki snapped his fingers with a put out expression. “Dang, you caught me.”

Was it really so unusual for two grown men to go to a vet’s office together? Well.

Rei was his partner. It wasn’t like she was wrong.

Monogamous life, though. Kazuki hesitated to say it didn’t suit him, but at the same time, that was the truth. It plainly didn’t.

Yuzuko’s death had changed him.

It might be simpler than getting accused of cheating on his ‘husband’ every so often, but it was just the case that Kazuki couldn’t. He’d rather sleep with other people than put pressure on Rei, too. Seriously, though, people’s preconceptions and biases could be such a pain.

“He doesn’t mind, though.” Kazuki grinned, and waggled his eyebrows. “I’ll give you my phone number too?”

“Hey.” Rei said.

The receptionist just grinned back at him. “Please do, I need that anyway for your registration form.”

“Not your little black book?” Kazuki pouted.

The receptionist shook her head. “I’m flattered, but no.”

“Stop flirting with her, she’s at work where she has to be nice to you. It’s rude.” Rei said.

“Ah,” Kazuki sighed. “You’re right. Hey.”

He looked back at Rei and hitched an eyebrow. “Where’d you pick that up from? Your cartoons?”

Rei simply blinked sedately back at him, not insulted in the least by Kazuki’s prodding at his still somewhat lacking social skills.

“Miri.” He said.

“Aaahh, that makes sense.” He turned back to the receptionist. “Sorry about that. Anyways, our phone number is-”

Next was their home address, and then the kitten’s details, which mostly had to be skipped over in thanks to the fact they simply didn’t know the kitten’s details. If they named the little tyke without Miri’s consideration, too, she’d most certainly flip.

Plus. Nothing was for certain yet.

‘So why am I thinking like it is?’ Kazuki thought to himself as he studied the examination room’s ceiling. He’d just caught himself trying to make room in their budget for things like cat food and litter. Geeze.

He was getting soft in his old age.

“Kazuki.”

Kazuki blinked over at Rei. “Hm?”

“Don’t worry about the budget so much.”

“Eh?” Kazuki laughed. “What, did you get psychic powers just now? How could you tell?”

“From the way you look.” Rei said, and reached up to poke Kazuki in the forehead. "Right here."

#buddy daddies #freaks fics #9 pages this time!#kinda ran out of ideas though

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overthinkingtaleblr · 10 months

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My brain has been eating an idea of Ghost and Toast being a evil gay duo and now I think I've got like a whole swap AU with Ghost/Toast and Jimmy/Gavin

Gavin steals this object that he has no clue what it does. At first he was just going to sell it for a quick buck, but further inspection (and some dead guy freaking out when they spot it) suggests something more paranormal. Gavin doesn't deal with that kinda stuff so he begrudgingly calls Johnny and gives it to him and makes it P.I.E's problem.

Then things start having over the next months. For one: there's been an increase in murders recently, but surprisingly, Gavin can't seem to see their spirits. Usually when a murder happens, he'll note the victim's ghost somewhere nearby, but that hasn't happened. Odd.

Second: Johnny might have something to do with it. gossip he's picked up often mentions suspicions surrounding his twin. That gives Gavin pause: yeah, Johnny can be violent and he's commited manslaughter, but murder? No.

Then it gets worse one late night, when Gavin gets woken by frantic knocks on the window and a familiar voice: "heyy GavGav! Can you let me in?" He opens the blinds to see Jimmy on the window sill looking... Oddly alive, and uncharacteristically nervous. He lets him in (because what other option is there?) And demands an explanation.

Turns out, that device he gave Johnny has the ability to remove ghosts from their dimension. Full on gone, never to be seen again. At first they used it sparingly, but after one of Jimmy's possession, something in Ghost snapped - and he started killing on his own.

At first Jimmy was proud: he's just like him now! Yippee! Then Toast started using the device to remove the victims, and they started feeling a bit invincible. After all, why worry about hauntings when you can just delete them in a matter of seconds? Then came Ghost's comments about issues with "a certain someone" - Jimmy knew it was him. And he was starting to feel a tiny bit of panic... Probably.

So one night, enough was enough: Jimmy didn't like how things were going (and that's saying something) and he wanted them to stop. So he possessed Ghost and tried to talk to Toast about it.

He used the device on him. And they split.

Ghost groggily woke up to a knocked out Jimmy and worried Toast checking to see if he was ok. He was fine, but came the question: what to do with Jimmy? They can't use the device how that he's somewhat alive, and it's too risky to kill him again, so they just lock him in the basement until they work out the details.

Jimmy felt like pray in those few days. He had no idea if he was alive again (he's similar to Spooker, except more obvious) or what they'd do to him, and felt fear for the first time. Of course, he found a way to break out. The rope they used to tie him up was old and weathered, so it was easy to use friction to snap them, and a slow and careful search in Ghost's bag led to him getting his knife.

He knew he should've just stabbed them right then and there. He didn't know why he didn't. Instead he scampered off to a safe hiding spot, and decided to head to the only person he knew that was nearby: Gavin.

Gavin is stunned. This had gone way out of hand: there's a new killer duo at hand, one being his brother; noone could trace back to them; and the only person that could've done something is in his apartment.

So yeah: the Johnnys get a taste for blood and Gavin and Jimmy now have to work out how to deal with them, considering they have the power to full on delete you before you can say anything, and Jimmy can't possess Ghost anymore.

Sounds like a hectic plot in the making— I’d read that fic! ^^

I do wonder how the other members of PIE are handling this descent into the “dark side”, and if opposition is even possible, considering the banishment thing.

The turn toward violence and stuff from our main guys could be the influence of something paranormal as well, since Gavin’s assessment of the PIE guys not being really violent before this does make the downward spiral more difficult to do without a nudge. It’ll be both easier to solve and explain if there’s something else at the root of this.

I do wonder what PIE intends to get out of active murder and ghost vanishing. Maybe there’s a goal they’re working toward that they always knew was an option but never had the guts to risk so many people to do it?

#taleblr #johnny ghost #jimmy casket #johnny toast #taleblr pie #Gavin toast #thanks anon!

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apologies if this is inappropriate n ofc u can delete it if it is! but i look up to u as a writer a lot and i struggle to even start my own work due to a bad mental block and idk, i was wondering if u had any advice for when writing feels like an uphill battle /how to make oneself love it again

Hey there, friend, not inappropriate at all, no worries! 💕

I've been sitting and trying to figure out how to answer this because obviously your mileage will vary, and the things that have stopped you from writing are likely not the things that have historically stopped me from writing, so it's difficult to offer advice on matters like this. I also don't want to be perceived by anyone as saying "These are the ONLY things that will help!" or "These will ABSOLUTELY fix your block!" So take everything with a grain of salt and understand that there are plenty of others who can offer you incredible advice besides me that might help you much, much more.

But if you forgive me for meandering through my thoughts, I hope at least one of these things will grab you and give you something to rotate.

NOTE: There is SO much under the cut. Lots and lots of paragraphs. If it stresses you out to read it all, don't read it all. Take it one at a time. Take days or weeks to read it if you need to. And if none of it serves you, that's okay too. But don't just automatically assume none of it will work for you either. You're capable of far more than you think, but sometimes that means looking at your brain and knowing that the mean things it says about you are utter lies, or shaking yourself out of your comfort zone even if it makes you squirm, and that is difficult, but you can do it!!

I think it's good to check in with your body and your mind first and foremost and see what's going on in there that might be holding you back. Writing is sometimes a taxing process. We're being incredibly vulnerable with what we put on the page. If we've been overworked from school, a job, caretaking for someone else or ourselves, it's gonna be harder to access the part of you that wants to create these narratives. See if there are ways you can be kinder to yourself or get some more rest or do things that bring you a lot of really visceral joy—not just something that numbs what you might be feeling or overstimulates you into submission, but real joy—to set yourself up to be able to access that creative part of yourself again.

Ask yourself what you are writing for. For some people, it's because there are stories they know that they're only going to get to experience if they put them on the page. For others, they're writing to make people really happy—find most of their fulfillment in comments and kudos and know they contributed to a wider fandom space. And for even further beyond that, some people write as a way to medicate themselves—I myself channeled all the endorphins of creation as a way to ease my symptoms of ADHD, depression, and anxiety until literally this past November and December respectively. Once you understand your ultimate goal, you might be able to find additional channels to build yourself up—finding a small group of friends who can encourage you to write and give you positivity passes (when someone reads a snippet you wrote and specifically finds only good things about it to hype you up about. This is not a weakness, this is a fundamentally helpful thing to have when you're doubting yourself), for example.

Ask yourself what you're scared of. If something is blocking you, there is likely a reason why. Are you afraid of how people will perceive the subject matter you're writing? Are you afraid you will never measure up to the writers you admire? Are you afraid that some faceless person is going to come into your comments and tell you how absolutely terrible you are? See if you can start coaxing that fear to relax through things like Best Case/Worst Case/Most Likely Case—what is literally the best possible thing that could happen once you write and post this thing? What is the most soul-crushing horrifying thing that could happen? And what is the thing in between that is actually what is most likely to occur? You might be able to settle the temptation to catastrophize.

A really big thing that helps me is not outlining everything or planning out every scene before I get started. As earlier mentioned, I write for the endorphin buzz. If I have fully thought about every aspect of what I'm writing, then my brain is like, "Hey, we already heard this audiobook in our head. We're not gonna write." It feels like writing an entire essay, losing it when your computer dies, then having to retype it from scratch. There's no drive or joy there. There's no magical bursts of inspiration. I will tackle this by having a very short bullet point list of the major moments that I need to hit, then leave myself room to discover the rest of the story as I write (I can highlight MANY of my fics where I got thrown total curveballs or deviated entirely off-script because I left room to play).

If your characters are stubbornly telling you they're not going to do what you want, there's a couple of reasons that could be happening, if you'll allow me to get a little woo here. One, if your character is refusing to do the thing, then you need to throw them a curveball—take something away that they really like, cause a catastrophe that forces two characters together, deliver a surprising gift but one that they have to share with other people. Basically unsettle your character from their comfort zone enough that they're forced to move. Two, if your character is refusing to do the thing, they might be hiding something from you that they're not comfortable letting people know. Start poking them with a stick, or alternatively be really sweet with them. Rotate them very gently. Ask yourself why this specific situation is something they are not wanting to partake in—do they have previous trauma related to it? Do they think they're above it for some reason and are maybe afraid to discover that they can't actually do it at all? Did someone break their heart in the past and they haven't told a soul? Often when you have the a-ha moment of what they're hiding, the whole world will open up with possibilities.

More practically speaking, think about the most self-indulgent thing you can write in one sitting, then just start hammering the keys. I don't care how literally anyone else would perceive it. What makes you feel so so happy to think about? It doesn't matter if it's 100 words or 5,000 words. Don't edit as you go. Don't read back on what you already wrote. Just put that scene on the page. It's kind of restarting a computer for me when I do that. Sometimes you need to experience the act of completely anything at all before you remember how to do it more frequently.

Switch up your environment. If you always try to write in the same place every day, go to a different room. If it's cold, bundle up and sit outside. Literally just rotate your chair to face a new direction. Sit on the floor of your writing space. Go to a coffeeshop. Change your surroundings in a distinct way and that might shake the marbles out of your brain enough to get started.

Tweak a character very, very slightly in a believable way but that makes them feel more your own, like somebody that no one else can write. I do that every time I break fanon by making Beej a comfortably queer man who is also not in a lavender marriage. Other people have absolutely done that before, but it's separate enough from the more frequent portrayals of him that I'm more excited to write stories about him because I feel like I'm covering ground I otherwise might not get to read.

Remember that the only way you will improve is if you keep writing. Remember that every single creator goes through a specific cycle where you have your taste versus your ability. Both aspects are constantly growing, but at different rates. You will hit a point where your taste and ability are perfectly even—when you read a thing you wrote and feel goddamn proud of it—but there will also be times where your taste jumps ahead—when you read things others create and feel devastated because you don't know how to capture the same emotions or themes that they have. Just remember that eventually, your ability is always going to catch up to your taste level—but only if you keep practicing.

If you feel super blocked because you feel like you can't measure up to others, also consider giving yourself a week where you do not consume any other fanworks. Do not compare yourself to anybody. Do not let their writing influence you. This is the You Show. You are the only person with authority over these characters and these themes. Does anything change for you when you tell yourself this?

If a blank page intimidates you, copy some lorem ipsum text and post a paragraph or two of it at the top of your doc, then try to start writing. Try the pomodoro method also, if you haven't, just to see if it works for your brain. When you set your timer, the only two things you're allowed to do are write or stare out the window. No browsing, no opening your phone. If your thoughts start wandering, that's okay. Just be really kind and tell your brain, this is great, but this isn't what we're doing right now, okay? We'll come back. And circle back around to the plot. The timer will go off eventually and you will get to pull back from that mindset.

Ultimately, just remember that you are the only person who can tell the stories you want to tell. If someone gave you and me an identical plot summary, we would write COMPLETELY different stories with wildly different characterization. Your mind is a unique jewel that has the potential to create really amazing stuff.

Remember that you are part of a very long history of fandom creators who came before you, and that if we went back in time 40 years ago and told them we are still creating fanfiction right alongside them, they would cry and hug you and be so delighted to know the legacy that they helped create (notably my group of friends has discovered physical zines from the '80s regarding this exact fandom that we all share. There are archived LJ pages from the '90s and early 2000s of fics that have never been posted anywhere else. VERY very long and beautiful legacy).

Remember that often writing these fics is an act of rebellion and a defeat of the shame that society, parents, religious leaders, and teachers have instilled in us. It's putting up a big middle finger to anybody who made you scared to feel certain things or humiliated to create at all. Fuck them. They don't get to make you feel like that ever again.

And remember that I personally really want to see you create again. I am cheering you on as loud as I can. I am opening my window so you can hear it from wherever you are. If you can't do it for yourself right now, then do it for the me that believes in you until you are strong enough to believe in yourself again.

Now go try something and kick some fucking ass, my friend 💕

#this is so so much because i really did just sit here and write every little thing that came to my head #and i hope absolutely anything at all will help #my ramblings #my writing commentary

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long post alert, Musing to Myself about how this is going lmao behind the cut aagh

it IS quite funny to me as I plug along the Maci page that I think this does not read at all like a wiki page like it’s as if at some point I just devolved fully into writing a ficcy little narrative story, like I’m sorry what Wikipedia article sounds like THIS I’m—

(As an aside, 🥺purr)

because of this way I’m writing this it’s all SO excessively long already and I’m only chronologically in circa 2010 so there’s the whole. rest of the decade to follow and part of me wants to go back and chop it all to bits and make it more of a cut and dry shorter summary of events?? it might be More Professional and Less Overwhelming??

but. like. lmao. ugh. my primary motivation is truly to do this first of all as a pet project for MYSELF and so if it’s so scarily long that no one ever even reads it except for me that…… is okay lmao it. is for me. ssso fine.

second of all I’ve said to myself since the Beginning of Creation of Wiki that this is intended to finally serve as THE CONTENT of the elysiumverse, there can never be a webcomic or a chronological book because it’s just too much and so much and so unorganized, so for every time I’ve been asked oh where can I find more of this Well it’s HERE So. How can I possibly strip and condense when there’s nothing else to turn to to see more details other than the once in a blue moon that I illustrate scenes from our forever-unpublished extended canon scripts????

anyway I’m probably not gonna abridge anything but it is so embarassing the way this is turning out I think lmao I . don’t necessarily mind it but it just feels so obscenely long. it’s so sososososoos long. and it’s just one page so far. this is. lmao I LITERALLY cannot imagine anyone wants this besides me but it’s fine,,, its going to have to be fine i was going to end this with like a, HEY QUICK POLL SHOULD I ABRIDGE SOME STUFF OR NOT but running a poll would be stupid cause i already know the answer in my heart is cant do that so. ssooo. lmao aaghkkkk

Anyway shout out to thi paragraph, insane to put on a wiki page,that I refuse to delete or edit in any way?!! as I flashback to Maci’s childhood again-

normal wikipedia article (BUT LIKE I CANT SHORTEN THIS??? I NEED YOU TO SEE INSIDE MACI'S HEAD!!!)

#preview snippets #i am - in general - in my own head this past month a lot so the absurdity of this project is making me uhh #want to eat myself alive a little bit dont mind me #im having so much fun genuinely and then i step back and cringe myself into oblivion

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parrot-blues · 2 years

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genshin hc dump: mondstadt edition (counting travellers as mondstadt since it's where they first went)

*only doing characters that I like a lot/have a good grasp of their character

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Venti: agender (he/they), trans, gnc, demirom/ace

Aether: demiboy (he/they), trans, greyrom/quoi

Lumine: demigirl (they/she), aroace

Noelle: she/her, oriented aroace

Razor: demiboy (they/he/it), trans, oriented aroace

mondstadt ships I like: xiaoven, xiaother, xiaoventher (I think there might be a trend here, haha ^^'), jeanlisa

favourite mondstadt friendships: fischl, bennett, and razor; noelle and traveller; fischl and mona; venti and traveller

dynamics I see (platonic):

jean and diluc: casual friends; they respect each other. jean wishes she had more time to get to know diluc because she senses that he really needs someone to confide in; diluc is afraid of getting close to her because he feels he is unworthy of friendship

diluc and kaeya: used to be close (brothers), but after their falling out they're obviously not friends/brothers anymore. diluc actually formally disowned kaeya (OUCH), but it broke his heart because after that he realised he had just isolated himself from the one person left in the world who he could trust. kaeya was equally devastated (though he hid it far better, under a mask of indifference), and he also felt completely isolated after that. each wants to go back to how they used to be, but neither is brave enough to take the first step in fixing their relationship

sucrose and albedo: sucrose looks up to albedo a lot; albedo is trying to get her to stop seeing him as such an intimidating figure, and more as a friend (TUMBLR STOP DELETING THIS PART </3)

kaeya and rosaria: drinking buddies who became close friends (they still drink around a lot)

diluc and venti: though he hates to admit it, diluc has grown fond of the green bard. makes sure he doesn't drink too much; venti is grateful to diluc for helping him watch his drinking habits. diluc is trying to convince venti to find healthier coping mechanisms, such as music

bennett and razor: THE MOST ADORABLE BESTIES IN THE WORLD (REAL)- I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SO MUCH MY DAY LITERALLY BECOMES 10X BETTER WHEN I THINK ABOUT THEM THEY'RE MY COMFORT BEST FRIENDS MY SKRUNKLIES MY EVERYTHING <3 ok coherent talk now: they met when bennett got injured (classic) and razor helped heal him; they taught each other wilderness survival strats (like the epic [gamers] adventurers that they are) and eventually became close. bennett actually thought he had a crush on razor for a while until he realised the feelings were just him finally being comfortable enough to get close to someone (he's always stayed somewhat distant from people bc of his "bad luck")

qpr hc's:

venther: ok I actually originally wasn't a huge fan of this ship except as strictly a friendship but qpr venther has taken over my heart and soul now... I love them... the skrunklies <3 ok so since this is obv related to xiaoventher lemme explain: venti was the first real friend (apart from paimon ofc) that aether had when they first landed in teyvat, and venti in turn is eternally grateful to aether for helping him with dvalin (look man all I'm saying is that if someone helped me find and save my best friend who'd been missing for literal YEARS I'd forever be in their debt). also, venti felt that aether was the first person since zhongli and xiao that he could open up to (we all need new circles of friends sometimes). ergo, besties! after a while, aether realises he is catching some sort of weird feelings for venti; they talk it out, and venti decides to cautiously explore this concept with aether (he wasn't not sure of his own feelings yet tbh). venti falls very, VERY suddenly, and ofc it had to be when he's drunk. aether cares for venti during the hangover, and venti confesses that he thinks he's caught the same feelings. thus, they transition into a qpr (it wasn't rlly a huge change for them tbh). also forgot to mention that this is before xiaother and finally xiaoven get together)

xiaother: xiao wanted to protect aether, and inevitably he began to open up to him and they became close friends. xiao fell first, and he began to get more protective until aether told him to back off a bit; this caused a small rift in their friendship before they got closer again. xiao used this time apart to figure out his feelings because he realised they were different than what he felt for venti, and eventually he realised that he felt alterously towards aether. meanwhile, aether misses xiao bc he likes how chill and quiet their time together is (he needs a break from socialising bruh). when they start getting closer again, aether realises that they feel the same way towards xiao as they do towards venti; miraculously, they actually confess at the same time and become qpr partners (after talking to venti). oh and speaking of venti, this actually forces xiaoven to confront their feelings towards each other (and is the catalyst for them to start repairing their friendship)

xiaoven (yes these dumbasses have their own category bc on the four winds these idiots have sm chaos it's unreal)

xiaoven: started out kind of unhealthy and mostly one-sided (xiao->venti, pre-venti's 500 year hibernation), with xiao basically worshiping venti but venti being on the fence and not fully mentally committed to the relationship bc he was scared of committment (and also of disappointing xiao). they took things way WAY too fast and when venti dropped off the face of teyvat w/o so much as a word or a goodbye it really ruined their relationship, and after xiao heard venti returned from hibernation he avoided him for a really long time until aether came along

(kinda a subcategory bc idk where to put this since I already basically explained how they got together)

xiaoventher: I honestly explained already how they got together earlier, whoops ^^' but their polycule actually starts off much more stable than aether expected (he's privy to the xiaoven drama, from both sides). aether also realised very early on that their relationship was gonna fall apart if they acted as the middleman between xiao and venti, so they forced (/lh) both of them to go to couples' counselling (yay, finally). obviously things don't immediately get better between xiaoven, and they actually break up and start over as friends because they realise that jumping into a romantic relationship right away wasn't the best idea. aether is very proud to see their progress as they slowly learn to trust each other again; one lantern rite, xiaoven finally feel comfortable enough w/each other to try dating again (aether cries from relief bc he was so worried that xiao and venti would lose each other forever). it takes a while, but eventually everyone is comfortable enough with everyone else for them to move in together (this sounds random asf but I swear it's actually important); though all 3 of them are afraid of settling down, making a cabin in aether's serenitea pot was the perfect compromise and now they have a mutual safe space for them to exist <3

#genshinimpact #genshin headcanons #xiaoven #xiaother #xiaoventher #mondstadt #mondstadt characters

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firecrackledmc · 2 years

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FAQ and Mods List

Hi friends, at the moment, this whole list (besides Mizuno16craft to the best of my knowledge) is Java only but I will be adding more Bedrock stuff in the future! Also, adding the links as I have the time/energy to do so!

1.12.2 Mods (Forge Mod Loader)

This is what I refer to on stream as Modded Minecraft!

Chisels and Bits

Cocricot

Decocraft

Flat Colored Blocks

OptiFine

World Edit

These mods also have "dependencies" needed to work, so you will also need to install PTRLib & Just Enough IDs to get these mods to work. If you have a low spec computer, I would recommend choosing between Cocricot and Decocraft, and skipping Flat Colored Blocks. Also, IMO don't add Flat Colored Blocks to your world if you aren't using Chisels, it is absolutely not a necessity at all.

1.17.1 Mods (Fabric Mod Loader)

Optifine

Optifabric (needed to make Optifine work on Fabric)

Replay Mod (for cinematics, and 3rd person POV)

WorldEdit Mod

If you are planning on using Replay Mod on Optifine (devs recommend Sodium+Iris), you need optifabric 1.11.20, optifine G9 mod and replay mod 2.6.1 (other combinations might not work)

1.19 Mods (Fabric Mod Loader)

I know it is a lot of mods, however, they all serve a purpose for me. Feel free to leave out what you don't want!

Must Haves

Sodium- Rendering engine and Optimizing (250% to 500% boost in FPS)

Iris Shaders- Open-source shaders mod that allows you to toggle your shaders with a single keypress. Super quick to update when new versions come out.

WI Zoom- Adds a Zoom key that allows you to use your mouse wheel to zoom in and out. Similar to the OK Zoomer mod which is no longer usable on Fabric as per 1.19. (Works with Optifine or Sodium)

Cull Leaves- adds "smart" leaves to Minecraft without Optifine (performance boosting!)

Lazy DFU- fixes an overengineered but mostly unused feature of Minecraft to have less wasted resources (saves at least 9 seconds when converting worlds to newer versions)

Mod Menu- adds an in-game menu allowing config editing in game

Optifine Parity

LambDynamicLights- Adds dynamic lighting to Minecraft

Capes- adds the ability to use capes from Optifine, LabyMod, and the MinecraftCapes Mod

CIT Resewn- Reimplements MCPatcher's Custom Item Textures, exactly the same as Optifine's CIT as it was adapted from the same source

Continuity- adds connected textures to Minecraft, supports Optifine's texture formats

Animatica- Reimplements MCPatcher's Animated Texture format, works perfectly with optifine's textures.

Transparent- Allows resource packs to have transparent entities.

Content Creation Tools

WorldEdit- a Minecraft map editor that lets you mass place, delete and manipulate blocks

Replay Mod- Adds the ability to record your gameplay and film it in a separate perspective.

Time Changer- Lets you change the client side time in Minecraft

Client-side Visual Mods

Illuminations- adds beautiful ambient particles like fireflies, chorus petals, prismarine crystals, and more (client-side)

3D Skin Layers- a client-side mod that 3D renders the second layer of skins

Falling Leaves- Adds very beautiful falling leaves to Minecraft & modded trees

Xaero's World Map- Adds a fullscreen map to your Minecraft world!

Dependencies

Cloth Config- Make sure you get the fabric install, Required for Falling Leaves

Fabric API- Required for Xaero's World Map, WI Zoom, LambDynamicLights, Capes, Mod Menu

Fabric Language Kotlin- Required by Capes,

Indium- Required for Continuity

Other Mods

Optifine alternatives

Modifiable Controller Support Mod

Shaders

To use shaders, you need to have stand-alone optifine or a mod loader like Fabric or Forge with Optifine or Sodium + Iris.

BSL Shaders - most seen on my streams, its a cool toned shader

Complementary Shaders- BSL edit, best option for survival, brightens caves and makes ores glow

Enhanced Default - Very vanilla feeling, best option for low spec computers

Slidurs Vibrant Lite - very vibrant, overall good pick, warm and bright toned shader

Texture and CIT Packs

Ghoulcraft- READ THIS this texture pack is where you can find my iconic mushroom hat (only in Magic, Weapons or Mega)

Jerm's Better Leaves- adds bushy leaves to minecraft

Mizuno 16 Craft- The link is for java but it is also on the MC marketplace; most popular cottagecore texture pack

Fresh Leaves (Mizuno Add On)- adds bushy leaves to mizunos

Invisible Item Frame Pack - changes all item frames to be invisible

Fat Cat- makes all the cats chubby

Nebula by Looshy- the pack I use while playing Bedwars; there are 14 versions and I personally use Galaxy

If you enjoyed, please consider following & checking out my other social media platforms.

Twitch - for livestreams every M/W at 4PM EST and F/S 8PM EST

Youtube - for building tips videos

Join the Discord - to join the community and Fire SMP

I will probably spin this off into another post but Fat Cat, Mizuno16 craft and probably more are available on bedrock edition.

#minecraftmods #minecraft #cocricot #cocricotmod #chiselsandbits #faqandmodslist

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