The Maiden and the Drowning Boy - Year 126 AC
“What don’t you understand?” he asked and his fingers slowly loosened from her hair and pet her curls back into place before drawing his fingers slowly down her jaw and along her hammering pulse in her throat. “Do you not understand how badly I crave you? Because I thought that I made it abundantly clear.” The wicked smirk she adored cut across his plump mouth and he squeezed her throat gently, pulling a gasp from her. “Abrogail Strong, I desire and crave you to madness and if I let myself go, I fear that I won’t keep myself from devouring you whole.”
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lost and led by stars — the titles of alyssa snow
"I’ve been given many titles throughout my life. Bastard, Lady, Princess. I have no desire to add Queen amongst them."
—Alyssa Martell, 302 AD
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⏤ that is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
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ROBB STARK + JOSANA LANNISTER
you're not saying you're in love with me
but you're going to
half awake,
taking your chance
it's a big mistake
i said it might blow up in your pretty face
i'm not saying do it anyway
but you're going to
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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊
❝ In what she considered to be the ultimate, terrible tribute to her name, Lark had been living most of her life like a bird in a cage. First, her cage had been the mansion in Albatross Town in which she had lived as a child, alongside her parents, the town’s governors, who upon realizing their daughter’s natural talent for singing had trotted her out to perform in front of their fellow government officials from the time she was as young as seven. Then, after her parents had passed away from illness when she was still young, her cage had transformed into the embrace of World Government officials, who, remembering her from those parties in her childhood home, had thrust a guitar into her hands and forced her to travel around all four Blues, singing hollow songs about how good and just the World Government and the Marines were for crowds of the Marines themselves.
And even more than she hated being trotted around the world like a show pony at the Government’s whim, Lark hated the music she was forced to perform - and how she was kept from even learning about the music that truly interested her. From the time she was very young, just starting out in her role as the World Government’s little songstress, Lark had been fascinated with the songs pirates sang, the odes to the horizon and life on the high Blues that they would sing on their ships and in taverns when the moon was high in the sky. She ached to hear all of the pirate songs that had ever existed, to fill the songwriting notebooks she kept in secret with their notes and lyrics and perhaps even write one of her own. But since her Government handlers had always kept such a close watch on her, steering her away from any music that was not her approved setlist for performances, she was forced to constantly escape for a few hours whenever she could and fill her notebooks with whatever scraps of songs she could overhear spilling from pubs or could persuade a sailor to sing for her and kept those scribbled words close to her heart, longing for the day when she could burst out of her cage and finally submerge herself in the music she truly wanted to sing.
Finally, after so many years of waiting and wanting and playing the part of the World Government’s little songbird no matter how much she hated it, Lark was given her opportunity for freedom in the form of Monkey D. Luffy and his newfound, ragtag little crew of pirate hopefuls. After seeing one of Lark’s shows and somehow seeing through her public persona to the desperate trapped bird she was underneath, Luffy had approached her with an offer to run away and join his little crew, an offer which Lark could not do anything but accept. Snatching her chance to escape and holding on tight, Lark had sailed away with the Straw Hat crew carrying nothing but her guitar, a few of her favorite dresses, and her beloved notebooks, more than ready to sail the open water and be exposed to the songs she had been longing to hear for so long.
But, of course, the World Government is not willing to let their prized bird fly free for too long, and in addition to evading angry fishmen, keeping their swordsman from dying after he picks a fight he has no chance of winning, and trying to keep a terrifying clown from sending them to their deaths, the Straw Hats must also deal with the threat of a determined Marine Admiral who wants to arrest their captain and has received orders to bring Lark back to his employers. But what everyone who has ever kept Lark captive has failed to realize is that she is much stronger and more determined than she seems - and if she, her newfound friends, and the charming chef who lost his heart to her the first time he heard her sing have anything to say about it, this songbird will be dead before she will be forced into a cage again. ❞
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GLITCH ━━ a nanami kento au.
In the aftermath of Kento Nanami’s catastrophic fight with cursed spirit, Miharu, time stops. The fabric of reality weakens, and anything can happen. As it stands, Tabitha and Kento have already gone down Route A, leading to the slow, devastating events of their breakup. But where there is Route A, there is always a Route B. This is Route B.
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✦—VIRGILIA PRICE + CORIOLANUS SNOW.
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introducing ⋆ Cassandra 'Cassie' Lewis
Cassie Lewis had always believed that being a demigod would fix her problems – not create more. Developing a chronic insomnia problem at the age of six, Cassie only lasted a few years before she became too much to deal with for her mother, sending her to Camp Half-Blood for the first time. However, even amongst kids just like her she became an outlier, and instead of returning home after the summer, Cassie ran away.
She was eleven when she first met Luke Castellan. Two years older, weary, and even more defensive than Cassie was, Luke became something she never imagined she would have; a friend. Together, the two young children tried to survive the world around them, along the way picking up two other demigod children, Thalia and Annabeth. Though, eventually, Cassie grew to care for Thalia and Annabeth in their own right, she never quite loved anyone quite as much as she loved Luke.
Perhaps that’s what made it all the more difficult when she began to dream of Luke betraying her.
Camp Half-Blood should have been the thing that saved him. A place where Luke could learn about himself, and the Gods, and grow into someone different. Someone who wouldn’t destroy everyone in his path for revenge.
She was foolish to think that anyone could avoid their destiny, no matter how terrible.
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HOUSE GREYJOY AT THE START OF THE DANCE OF DRAGONS:
The IRON ISLANDS keep to their own. Ruled by the erratic and cruel DALTON GREYJOY, he is enabled by his mother, the lost BRIONY MARBRAND of ASHEMARK, whose brother on the Kingsguard still fights to secure her freedom even after nearly three decades. With him, are his elder sisters and younger brother:
HELYA GREYJOY, THE IRON SERPENT: A reaver of the darkest kind, Helya's own madness runs loud and unhindered. Just as ruthless as any of the men, Helya commands her own ship, The Serpent's Song, and her crew of loyal men known for the decimation left in their wake.
GWYNESSE GREYJOY, THE DRIFTWOOD BRIDE: The waters speak to the Bride of the Drowned God. Many say the lady was touched by the gods to divine the tides and the changing of the sea.
VERON GREYJOY, THE LITTLE KRAKEN: The youngest of the Greyjoys, Veron has just reached the age where he can now follow the men on reaving. A gentle hearted boy, it does not appear that his kind heart will last long.
MYRANDA GREYJOY, THE ALBATROSS: The youngest daughter and middle child, Myranda is lost in the shuffle of the brood. Quiet, sullen, she wears the weight of her cursed epitaph around her neck. Eager to be rid of her in hopes of turning the luck of their fleet, she is readily offered as a sacrifice to AEMOND TARGARYEN when he arrives looking for an alliance...
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CURSE OF THE RUBY ━ james norrington ⎈
you are cursed lass
THE RAREST TREASURE TALE
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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 — a House of the Dragon fic.
The Bounty was a place of promise and healing, and as Viserys Targaryen’s health began to well and truly decline, his Queen decided that a visit to the seat of House Barren might prove beneficial to her husband. Rather than travel all that way for no more than a dip in a pool, it was decided that they would host a tourney there, as a celebration of both their twentieth wedding anniversary and the twentieth nameday of their son, Aegon.
There, they were introduced to the Lord and Lady Barren, as well as their four children — the cautious Ser Quintyn, the rebellious Alyse, the calculating Cyrus, and touchy Trysta — unaware that one of them would be following them to King’s Landing at the tourney’s end.
Out of them all, the one most unaware of Alyse Barren’s pending impact upon their family was Aegon himself.
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↳ ana martinez, eat your young 🫀
↳ ( in•sp )
Ana Martinez does not survive in the end.
She does not live to see her mother again, to play another game of soccer, or win another debate competition. She does not grow old, she doesn’t get married, she doesn’t see her older brother find peace. All she does is wither and rot, as all things do.
But Ana Martinez is not all dead, not fully. She lives on in the memories of the survivors, of those that got to see the plane that saved them. She haunts them, they see her in their periphery, in the gentle laugh of a girl, the breeze in autumn, the biting chill of a winter’s night. Because Ana Martinez is dead, but she is the reason they all survived.
Seventeen, almost eighteen, Ana was almost out of New Jersey, and she was going to go out with a Bang! She’d been the team’s Left-Winger since she’d graduated from JV when she was freshly fifteen, and despite being the Coach’s daughter, nobody could deny her being one of the strongest players on the team. She was a shoo-in for a full-ride scholarship to the University of North Carolina, she was going to be a star player and get a business degree while doing it. But first they had to win at Nationals.
Ana liked to believe that what happened next was the consequence of three things.
1. Taissa Turner breaking Ally’s leg, tearing it apart, right down to the bone.
Ana knew it was a bad idea, she’d argued against it, when Tai had proposed the idea to the small group of players. She’d stood strong beside her fellow Winger, Natalie Scatorccio, pleaded for them to see sense. But Tai was headstrong, and she wanted to win, and that wasn’t going to happen if Ally was on the field with them.
Ana figured she didn’t fight enough.
2. The Yellowjackets being prideful, arrogant, and sometimes, downright mean.
It wasn’t their fault, any of them. Ana and the rest of the team, they were just kids - teenage girls, most of which hadn’t even hit eighteen yet. Teenage girls are mean, they tear at your throat with words of poison, and teeth filed to sharp points – they pick you apart piece by piece, they consume your very being until they spit you back up, a perfect mold of themselves.
Each of the Yellowjackets had a vice, something that made them imperfect, something that made them wrong.
Ana wasn’t sure if it was the fact that she liked girls or the fact that she liked to throw eggs at the houses of kids who pissed her off that made her wrong.
She just knew that she was.
3. Ana Martinez telling her father she hated him.
Sure, Mr. Martinez wasn’t perfect, he wasn’t a particularly good father, he was harsh and stern and cared all too much about soccer than he did about his children, but he was still her father. He worked harder than anyone she’d ever known, he made sure that she had whatever she needed, and when she was hurt – emotionally, physically, whatever it may be – he made sure to pat her on the head and slip a plate of sopapillas under her bedroom door.
And the truth was that Ana loved her father, more than anything else in the world – even if he hadn’t told her he loved her in two years, even if he frowned more than he smiled. But he had upset her, in the way that only he could. Instead of congratulating her for their big win, for saying how excited he was for them to go to nationals, for telling her he was proud of her, he had critiqued her.
Ana had never been good at receiving critique from her father, but this time, when she’d been coming down from such a high, she simply couldn’t handle it, which is why she’d yelled.
So, this was why Ana believed they’d crashed, why they had to do what they had to do, endure what they endured. Ana believed that the reason she died was because no matter how hard she worked to help everyone, to make sure the team stayed together and stayed alive, it didn’t matter, because at her core, Ana Martinez was a girl, and she was twisted, wrong.
This is why she didn’t make it.
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