#swords lady thats all i need to know

[seahagart]

What are Drifa's first opinions of the companions before she gets to know them?

Lae'zel: First companion she would meet, immediately understands she's very brave and 'knows what she's doing', respects. As time goes on, I think Drífa's indifference towards her comments/insults would wane, she would ignore it/not understand what she's saying, or would just think she's making a comment like 'you have an ugly large nose' and drifa is like 'you have no nose, see drífa have eyes', then would probably get tired of it, poking the bear, but remain stoic which i think would bother lae'zel more than getting a reaction lolol. Lae'zel hates Drífa... or does she.... :)

Shadowheart: Second companion, small elf girl, anytime shadowheart is like 'i don't wanna talk about it' drífa's like 'aight' and leaves, which is why shadowheart likes her now. Drífa is concerned, a small elf all alone. Feels shes quite small and fragile to be into the things shes talking about, but whatever. literally has no idea who shar is so is like 'cool goddess, i respect your faith' because drifa also follows a rather fierce goddess. Drifa prefers to listen over talking, so they get along well. shadowheart is desperately trying to smash rn

Gale: Pulled this weirdo out of a rock, a malnourished human, appears sickly. Drífa is confused by most of what he says, but he is rather poetic so she enjoys the 'nonsense' he talks about. Now she has 3 main landers to take care of. Gale talks way too much, but it is entertaining to her. She does not like that he believes he could compete with a goddess.... the gods are gods for a reason, to think you could understand their meaning, or be equal to one is conceited to her. She understands it's because of 'love', but she is weary. Gale is trying to smash now in my play through.

Astarion: weird little malnourished elf man. He also talks to much. Drífa has two talkative dramatic tiny boys and two ladies that hate each other so she's kinda remembering why she lived in isolation for 35 years. Astarion she probably views like a cat, like seeks attention when he wants it, eats what he wants, believes he's the best one here. She is not afraid of him being a vampire because she simply would never let an elf fell her, that would be a true dishonor. he's mildly offended. She doesn't tolerate his dislike of children, but typically doesn't really care what he does.

Wyll: Another little guy with sad eyes. Another human. Drifa likes him, he's polite, seems to know what he's doing, seems 'the most normal' plus has seen his share of battle (like lae'zel) so she's glad to have him along. Obviously when things go down she's like 'wow... yet another guy with baggage with a blue lady...' side eying gale. She likes his stories, listens intently to his deeds of good and protecting the sword coast, overall likes him but is still like 'here is another small human- oops small devil for my collection'

Karlach: Finally someone who looks like they're a warrior. Likes her, feels like she doesn't need to protect/take care of, which is good so she can focus her energies on the softies of the party. Drífa would like Karlach, she's a bit blunt and a bit more energetic than Drífa is used to, but probably likes that. Karlach's dancing, lust for life, and fire would be highly approved. I think Drífa wouldn't really get why she's sad about not being touched

Halsin: another gd ELF, but this ones big and can turn into a bear so thats ok. I think they'd have a lot in common but Drífa views him more as a tree hugger. She appreciates nature, so i think they could get along well.... though she finds him confusing... she doesn't feel like she needs to worry about him, and he's pretty forward and upfront so it works out well.

There are all first impressions. Drífa was raised to take care of herself and herself only, keep to her own, and that strength = power, because her lifestyle is very physically demanding. Being big and strong is important, being fat and strong is more important to survive frozen winters etc. She is a loner suddenly surrounded by people for the first time in her life, and is doing her best to keep them alive because obviously they need her help and this is a mission given to her by her goddess, why else would she have sent the ship to take her, to bring her to these people...

#wyll ravengard #karlach #gale dekarios #astarion acunin #lae'zel #shadowheart #halsin #drífa #bg3 #thank you for the ask btw!!!

[catholic-character-tournament]

Round 5 - Catholic Character Tournament

Propaganda below ⬇️

Sister Michael

She drives a DeLorean. She does judo on Fridays. She likes a good statue and despises the French. Her full nun name is Sister George Michael, after the guy from Wham!. She is the fiercest nun you’ll ever come across and, if you’re attending Lady Immaculate College, she’s the woman in charge. So whatever you do, if you’re feeling anxious or worried or just need a chat: don’t come crying to her.

joined the nunnery for the free accommodation?

she does love a good statue it has to be said

She is the headmistress of a catholic school <3

sister michael so reminds me of the nuns who taught me. they're tough and sometimes a little harsher than a woman who dedicated her life to god should be but they're also wonderful people. i had a nun teacher who was 60 years old and would do handstands. another nun (also in her 60s) told me god was nonbinary. another was really mean and made me cry. (so did the handstand nun.) while the catholic girls school is The Catholic Experience, the school wouldn't have been the same for me or the derry girls without at least one nun who seemed to have sprung up out of the ground fully formed, ageless.

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler Propaganda:

good lord where do i start. in the animated series he converts logan to catholisism and then fucks off basically thats the main thing he did there. i think one time they tried to make him a demon to explain how he looked but everyone hated that. he sold his soul one time to help his friends out after he died. he and logan have a weird little gay thing. he was a priest one time but he was made a priest by a fake bishop from a religion that hates mutants iirc so he just wasnt a priest. like 3 people have written him in a way i like and one of those is my friend just talking about how they view him.

wow marvel loves making catholic characters dress/look like demons

Kurt is a mutant who was born to mystique who looks a LOT like a devil (technically is half one but that cannon truth isn’t real go back to bed), his mother dropped him off a cliff when he was born and he was picked up by a Romani group/circus (fuck old comics man) however he then narrowly escaped being sold to a freak show and found himself in a small German town. There he met a kind priest, who showed him God, and he quickly grew attached to the idea- However, it wasn’t long before people began labeling him a demon and soon the whole town was against him with pitchforks and fire. Cornered and injured, Kurt thought this might be the end for him- maybe he would see heaven so long after finding it- but he was then saved by Charles Xavier who invited him to the X-Men. AND ITS BEEN SO MANY YEARS AND HE HAS BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH THERE. SO MUCH. SO GOD DAMN MUCH. BUT THE MOST AAAA THING TO ME CONCERNING HIS FAITH HE WHEN HE LITERALLY DIED AND WENT TO HEAVEN BUT THEN BECAUSE OF DRAMA WITH HIS FATHER HAD TO BRING HIS FRIENDS IN WITH HIM FROM THE BEYOND. THEN WITH ALOT OF TROUBLE THEY FOUGHT HIS FATHER AND THE ONLY WAY KURT SAW TO STOP HIM WAS IN A MOVE THAT STRIPPED THEM BOTH OF THEIR SOULS AND PUT THEM BACK ON EARTH. SO KURT CANONICALLY HAS NOW LOST HIS ABILITY FOR ETERNAL PEACE, LOST HIS VERY SOUL, TO SAVE PEOPLE- AND ALSO TOLD NO ONE NOT EVEN HIS GAY LOVER WOLVERINE.

Nightcrawler is a mutant vigilante who looks like a classical demon. He can’t even go to church without people panicking and trying to exorcize him. Despite it all, he’s so full of faith and hope and compassion, and he wants to believe the best of everyone. Also, he’s bffs with an extremely angry Jewish sword lesbian. That has nothing to do with anything, but it’s important to me that you all know that.

What if you were a devout christian and literally looked like the devil? He nearly became the pope, which was a plot by some supervillains that also involved faking a rapture? There is nothing like comics I swear to god.

A catholic who is half demon I don’t think I can better explain a struggle than that. But his character is so relatable to people who feel unwelcome with their congregation because of something that is a part of them but still feeling a connection to the faith. Kurt actively engaged in his faith and shares how his faith helps him through all the things he has faced in life and how he found a home with those of the church who leave the judging to God.

so they made kurt a priest briefly before deciding to retcon it, resulting in nightcrawler actually being part of a plan by villains to promote him to pope then reveal to the world that the pope is a demon. wild.

I have a side blog and a tattoo about him and i really really want him to win

Wisecracking devil-appearing devout Catholic with the Best superpower (teleportation)? HECK YES

German Catholic circus acrobat who looks like a demon & can teleport through a hellish alternate dimension with a puff of sulfur. Character of all time.

hes catholic and his dad is the devil. what could be funnier than that. also hes my silly little guy.

Nightcrawler is the world’s most fun catholic priest. I first was introduced to this kindhearted teleporting acrobat while he saved a boat full of stowaway refugees from inter dimensional pirates with swashbuckling gusto!

#cct polls #tumblr tournament #tumblr bracket #tumblr polls #polls #kurt wagner #x men #nightcrawler #marvel #xmen #x men comics #marvel x men #r5 #the derry girls #derry girls #sister michael

[leewritestoomuch]

HII I saw your requests are open and you wanted um. Neji. Reqs. Hi. um.!! Could you write something of him with a reader thats not from a strong clan (They are well known but not for fighting or even field work) and doesn’t have a Kekkei Genkai or anything but is strong regardless,,, wields a sword and is great at fighting physically and all that. She teases him a lot and gets not his nerves but it’s all affectionate! She does get underestimated a lot though. I’ve had this idea sitting in my head ever since I watched naruto,, saw team guy and fell in love they are my roman empire

Neji With an S/O Who Isn’t From a Prominent Clan

Idk if i capitalize titles right tbh. I forget how it’s done honestly. I don’t remember if “With” gets capitalized.

Anyways, thank you so much for your request!

This is a little harsh in the beginning. So WARNING! For asshole genin Neji.

No gender specified, but “beautiful” is used

An uneven number of shinobi graduating from the academy was so oddly unheard of that at first, you ended up training alone with some jonin who took pity on you.

And at first, Neji had said something to his team about that just being the fate of people like you. Destined to be alone and a failure.

No need to give you some chance for a big break in life, this would happen any way you put it.

Neji didn’t ever figure he’d be willing to die for you one day. (Maybe he’s not the character to say this for…)

He dreaded when Gai Sensei introduced you as a new teammate of team 3.

Of course Gai would go through the trouble of taking pity on a wimp like you. He should have expected no less.

Tenten was excited that you wielded a weapon, however.

And Rock Lee was excited to have a new teammate! Not to mention, you were beautiful. He was just a little smitten…

Overtime, he watched you train. And as Tenten marveled over how well off you were in your skills with your ninjato! (A ninjato is a straight sword, if you don’t know. Sasuke uses one)

And in the same way he thinks Rock Lee or Naruto are destined to never make it anywhere, he thinks the same of you.

After the chunin exams and the Konoha crush, he begins to think differently of you. He thinks differently of himself, Rock Lee, and Naruto as well. Even Lady Hinata.

Overall, he becomes more pleasant to be around. And you both start to talk a bit more often.

Soon he fines Lee’s insistence on flirting with you so openly is annoying, and not just because he won’t shut up anymore, but now it’s that he’s jealous.

He’s jealous?

He’s jealous.

And when he watches you fight while on missions, he’s got a different way of looking at you.

Maybe somebody with no Kekkei Genkai and no prominent clan can really make it. Maybe you aren’t destined for failure. Maybe that challenge is just something you can overcome, become stronger.

And you have.

I think being with him would be a classic case of you fell first, he fell harder.

You didn’t fall immediately. You were very sweet, but anybody with a brain knew Neji was a total asshole. Even if you were rather nice to him, you didn’t have eyes for him beyond thinking he was pretty for a guy.

So once he starts to be nicer, you quickly realize he’s not just visually your type. You really like the guy.

It takes him a couple years to fully realize he fell for you.

And a bit longer to realize Lee, as much as he cares for him, is testing his patience asking you out. When will he give up?

So he realizes, if he keeps quiet, are you gonna give in and let Lee have a chance with your heart?

So he ends up asking you out on a date after pulling you off to the side. Making sure you were out of earshot from anybody, especially your team.

You both keep it silent from Tenten, Gai, and Lee. Anybody really. For a while.

He wonders how none of them notice the way you tease him more than the others. The way you’re just a bit too touchy with him. (Tenten noticed, but she keeps her mouth shut for a while)

The way you insist on braiding his hair or tying it up for him before training or something to get it out of his way.

Or just beg him to let you braid it for fun. No real reason.

Usually he rolls his eyes, groans, and says no. Firmly. But he’s not so firm with you.

He looks so pretty with his braided hair. Let’s just say that.

Until finally Neji snaps a little bit at Lee, “When will you realize, y/n has a boyfriend, Lee.”

Lee’s eyes go wide, and he’s visibly upset. But soon his brows just furrow a bit as he exclaims “WAIT, WHO??”

Neji realizes his mistake, but he’s not ashamed of you. So maybe it is time to say something. So he informs Lee, and the rest of the over enthusiastic team, that he is, in fact, your boyfriend.

He’s actually so proud of your skills.

He’s not the type to show you off by PDA, but he will smirk and look all smug when somebody compliments you or you do something awesome.

And when the clan’s branch system gets dismantled, eventually he starts figuring your name would sound real nice with Hyuga as a family name.

#neji hyuga x reader #neji x reader #hyuga neji #Neji Hyuga #neji hyūga #naruto x reader #naruto #naruto hcs #Neji hcs #Neji Hyuga hcs #naruto Neji #naruto Shippuden Neji #naruto shippuden #naruto shippuden x reader #Hyuga Neji x reader

[hyperfixatedimagines]

The Queen & her Lady: Ch. 6

Summary: Ageon has been crowned King, and Princess Rhaenys has escaped to inform Princess Rhaenyra. Queen Alicent works towards peace but with every passing moment it seems even more impossible. As dragons start to dance will the Dornish Princess learn to dance with them?

A/N: Hello everyone! Long time no see. This is the final chapter…for now. As I follow the show’s timeline/canon with a few liberties here and there I will be putting the fic on hiatus until the second season drops. Also, you may have noticed I deleted the first part of the chapter that I uploaded sometime ago. I didn’t feel like it was as fleshed out as I would have liked so I deleted it and have reincorporated it into one long finale. I do have other projects in the works so I do hope you will look forward to other works from me. Please let me know what you think! It is not goodbye to the Queen and her Lady but a see you later.

A/N pt.2: @fuckinglittlekitten​ @swords-and-roses​ @watercolorskyy​ @chonisbestmistake​ @freshmoneyalmondathlete​ @bass6c​ @the-camilucha​ @nataliaromanovaswife​ @oh-thats-cute @lesbicentism

After the morning’s events the small council, that now included Aegon, gathered to discuss the crown’s next steps. 

They agreed to send terms of surrender to Rhaenyra. Alicent insisted the terms be generous enough for Rhaenyra to accept. After much back and forth the rest of the council agreed. Alicent excused herself to have a much needed moment alone while the rest of the council debated on what the terms would actually be.

When Alicent returned to her quarters she ordered a serving girl to bring her tea. She sank into her chair by the fire and closed her eyes.

She had almost died. 

Alicent had faced her demise bravely. While at the mercy of Rhaenys and her dragon,  Alicent did not flinch.

She was spared, for what reason she knew not. Nevertheless,  she and her family were spared.

Alicent sat upright when the serving girl brought her tea. She sipped on it while she contemplated all that she still had to do. The exhaustion started to set in, but she could not let it overtake her. There was simply far too much work still left to do.

There was the business of having the nobles at court swear obeisance to Aegon…which included Prince Qoren Martell.

Alicent let out a deep sigh. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the armchair.

All hope of rest went out the window the second Aemond stormed into the room.

Alicent turned at the sound of his entrance. She furrowed her brows when she saw fury written across Aemond’s face. 

“Aemond, what is the matter?”

“How long has your wicked companionship with (y/n) gone on for,” Aemond spat, his nostrils flaring.

Alicent swallowed hard. The moment she had most feared had arrived. She had long wondered how she would respond, if she would lie or say the truth.

“Answer me mother,” Aemond demanded, his voice raised and fists balled.

“Lower your voice,” Alicent commanded. She set her teacup and saucer down on the table in front of her. Then she stood. She smoothed her dress down as her mind scrambled for a response.

Not a moment later she decided on a response.

“I know not what you speak of Aemond,” she told him.

She decided she would lie.

Aemond shook his head then stepped closer. “I know, Mother. I know...(y/n) confirmed it. So do me the courtesy of being honest. For once speak plainly and honestly,” he replied through a clenched jaw.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood at attention. Alicent had never seen her son so upset. She looked away from Aemond. 

“Whatever the Princess told you was a lie, Aemond.”

Aemond unballed his fists and ran a hand through his hair. He looked away from his mother. 

“What cause do you have for denying it any longer? (y/n) has told me all,” Aemond questioned.

Alicent did not respond. Instead she crossed the room and poured herself a cup of sweet wine from the flagon at her table.

“I do not wish to lie to you, Aemond,” Alicent said as she raised the goblet to her lips. 

The silver haired Prince softened. He let out an exasperated sigh. “All I seek is the truth.”

“What you ask of me I cannot give you.” Alicent kept her back towards Aemond. She took another drink of wine.

Aemond approached his mother. Alicent stiffened when she felt him near. 

“Please Mother…I need to know the truth,” Aemond pleaded, his voice becoming strained. 

Alicent emptied her goblet and poured herself another cup. She downed the second cup then turned to face her son. He was much closer than Alicent thought he would be.

“Whatever hurt you are feeling, I apologize. It was not my wish to hurt you, son,” Alicent professed, her voice low.

“You warned me of (y/n)’s true nature but now I need the entire truth.” Aemond said and looked away from Alicent when he realized tears had pooled in the corners of his eyes. He blinked away the tears that dared form. 

Alicent frowned. 

Her son would not meet her gaze. 

She did not speak. What could she say? The truth? It would ruin her if word got out.

Aemond sank into the chair from the table nearby. “It is just us. What cause have you to continue the lies,” he asked.

Alicent sighed. “All I can tell you is that the Princess has brought me great comfort in her time at the Keep,” she confessed.

Aemond looked up and met his mother’s gaze. She looked uncomfortable and tears welled in her eyes. Aemond felt his anger lull.

“Do you love her? Truly love her,” Aemond asked, his voice strained.

Alicent furrowed her brows. “Do I love her?”

Aemond nodded slowly. “Yes. This treachery is unbearable but...if you love her, as deeply as I do, then perhaps I can find a way to bear the immense pain in my chest,” he replied.

The now dowager Queen remained silent for a moment. Then she spoke softly.

“I love you, Helaena, and Aegon very much. I cared for your father...but I did not love him,” Alicent began.

“That much I know mother. I myself bore him little affection,” Aemond replied, slightly irritated. He stood from his seat. “Do you love (y/n), that is the question.”

Alicent held her son’s gaze. His eyes begged her for the truth. His anger had dissipated, now he only wanted the truth. He did not want to be lied to anymore. 

So Alicent took a deep breath and looked away from him. She cast her gaze to the stone floor.

“I do. I love her more than I thought myself capable of loving,” Alicent admitted.

Aemond’s heart ached even more. He finally had the truth. He sank back down into the seat. 

“You cannot imagine the pain I am in, mother,” Aemond breathed. “I love you, and I love (y/n). I wish for nothing but her happiness and yours but…I never imagined this.”

Alicent approached her son and knelt down in front of him.“It was not my intention to cause you such suffering, and I know it was not the Princess’ either. Whatever hurt you are feeling I apologize for. It was not our wish to hurt you, son.” She gripped Aemond’s hands. “She cares for you deeply, Aemond.”

Aemond tore his hands away from his mother’s. “But she does not love me,” Aemond cursed. Then he met his Mother’s gaze. A tear fell down his face. “She can never love me,” he whispered.

Silence descended upon them as Alicent could not think of any words she could utter that would ease Aemond’s pain. She stood and walked towards the hearth.

“How do you bear it,” Aemond asked, breaking the tense silence.

Alicent turned back to her son. She knitted her brows. “Bear what?”

Aemond wiped the tears from his eyes. “That she is my betrothed. That she will wed me and birth my sons. Does it not fill you with fury?” 

He knew the truth and it did not ignite him with fury any longer. Now, he only wished to understand. He wanted to know how his Mother could love (y/n) as he did and allow her to marry someone else.

Alicent shrugged. “It is her duty,” she professed. Then she sat down across from Aemond and continued. “As a Princess of Dorne she must wed and have children. I could not begrudge her for doing her duty just as she could not begrudge me for doing mine.”

Aemond quieted. He nodded and looked away, the look on his face a pensive one.

Alicent stared at her son. She was thankful he was no longer upset but worried he had still not forgiven her. In truth, her companionship with the Princess was a deep betrayal and Alicent knew that. She only hoped that her son could empathize with their situation and forgive them.

“(y/n) told me of her proclivities long ago, and I accepted it without judgment of her as I understood she had no more control over her feelings than I,” Aemond said then cleared his throat as he met his mother’s gaze. “Do you share her proclivities or is it a deep companionship borne from your loneliness?”

Alicent looked away from her son. She swallowed hard. “What if I did share her proclivities?”

Aemond stood. Alicent mirrored him and stood from her seat. Aemond reached out and held Alicent’s hands. 

 “Then how could I begrudge you? How can I begrudge that you found another who shared your feelings and fell in love with her?”

Finally, the tears in Alicent’s eyes fell. “You must believe that I never meant to hurt you, Aemond, neither of us did.”

Aemond placed a kiss on his Mother’s forehead. “I know mother, but it does not lessen the hurt.”

Alicent wiped the tears from her face. She took a deep breath. Aemond was truly her sweet boy, he had always been. And she would do anything for him. 

She cupped his face.

“Would you still suffer if my companionship ended?”

She did not wish to end things but if it was the only way to end Aemond’s agony she would do so. Before she was (y/n)’s love she was Aemond’s mother. Her loyalties had to lie with her family.

Aemond did not immediately reply. He furrowed his brow and looked down at the ground. Then he sighed. “That would not be my wish.”

Relief flooded Alicent.

Aemond met his mother’s gaze. “(y/n) would be inconsolable, and I know that would cause you a great deal of pain. I could never burden you both with such pain just to spare me of mine.”

A small smile spread across Alicent’s face. She gently ran her thumb across Aemond’s cheek. 

“You are too good, Aemond. You are my pride,” she whispered.

Aemond smiled sheepishly. Then he took his Mother’s hands in his own.

“I cannot say it will be easy for me to endure but I will try,” he promised.

Alicent gave his hands a gentle squeeze.“Thank you Aemond.”

Then Aemond let go of Alicent’s hands and crossed the room to pour himself a cup of wine.

“Would you like a cup?” He asked Alicent. 

“Yes please,” Alicent replied. 

Aemond poured wine into two cups then returned to his mother’s side. He handed one of the goblets to her. 

Alicent took it then took a sip. 

Aemond took a long drink. Then he stared down at the wine in his goblet as he swirled it around. 

“I suppose it would be difficult for anyone not to fall in love with (y/n). She is exceptional,” Aemond mused with a  fond smile on his face.

Alicent mirrored his smile. She nodded softly. “She is indeed.”

The two nursed their cups of wine as they continued to speak of the Princess’ attributes. 

-

The Princess made her way to her family’s quarters. Her eyes still stung from all the tears she had shed. She was tired and wished to sleep but she had to inform her father and sister of the morning’s events. She knew they would be more upset if they had to hear the news from anyone else.

When she arrived at their door the Hightower men at arms stepped aside and let her enter.

Prince Qoren and Princess Coryanne sat at their table eating their midday meal. They both looked towards the door as (y/n) entered.

“(y/n), have you returned with news,” Prince Qoren asked.

The Princess noted the look of distrust on her sister’s features. She nodded. 

“I do indeed father.”

So Prince Qoren waved her over. “Come sit and sup with us while you tell us.”

 (y/n) crossed the room to sit beside her father and opposite her sister.

The Dornish Prince ate a forkful of roasted lamb as he urged the Princess to speak.

(y/n) cleared her throat and began to tell them. “Aegon was crowned the King in front of all the smallfolk in King’s Landing,” she began.

Coryanne furrowed her brows. “Did you attend?”

“I did,” (y/n) replied, her gaze unwavering.

Prince Qoren frowned. “I believe I ordered you not to.” 

(y/n) turned to her father. “I could not turn down Prince Aemond’s personal invitation.”

Coryanne scoffed. “Of course, how could you turn down the very family that keeps us prisoner. It would be most impolite.” Coryanne rolled her eyes at (y/n).

“You are not prisoners,” (y/n) snapped. 

Prince Qoren held his hand up to silence his daughters. “Enough.” 

Both girls quieted. Then Prince Qoren asked (y/n) to continue.

(y/n) did so. 

“At the ceremony Princess Rhaenys broke through the floor of the dragon pit on her dragon,” the Princess recounted, a shudder going through her at the memory of the beast so close to Alicent.

Coryanne dropped her fork and met her sister’s gaze. Her face filled with worry.

“Were you harmed,” Coryanne asked, her voice full of alarm.

Prince Qoren stood and inspected his daughter where she sat. 

(y/n) put a hand on her father’s arm. “I am fine,” she told him.

Prince Qoren smiled at her then sat back down. 

(y/n) turned to Coryanne.

“Prince Aemond stepped in front of me and shielded me.”

Coryanne softened. She gave (y/n) a small nod then returned her attention to the plate of food in front of her. 

Prince Qoren raised his hand to his beard. He began stroking it.

“So what did Princess Rhaenys do? Did she kill Aegon?”

(y/n) shook her head. 

“No, she harmed no one but the smallfolk her dragon trampled as it made its escape.”

Coryanne took a drink from her goblet then turned to her sister. 

“Was the Princess confined to her rooms as we are?”

(y/n) nodded. 

Prince Qoren sighed. 

Coryanne turned to her father. “It is as I said father, the house of the dragon is divided. They are not as strong as you believed them to be.”

(y/n) frowned and reached out for her father’s hand.

“Father, that is not true. They are strong. With King Aegon on the throne Princess Rhaenyra will bend the knee and all will be well,” (y/n) argued. 

Coryanne rolled her eyes. She turned to her younger sister.  “Do not be so foolish (y/n). The Princess will never bend the knee. As well she should not as she is the rightful heir.” 

“The King informed the Queen of his desire for Aegon to succeed him. As the King’s first son that is his right,” (y/n) replied, knowing that in her heart she did not believe in Aegon’s right to rule.

Prince Qoren continued to stroke his beard. His face was lost in thought. 

Coryanne scoffed. “Father please tell me you do not believe (y/n)’s ramblings.”

Finally Prince Qoren spoke. He sat forward and let out a great sigh. 

“In light of this news you have brought us (y/n), I have made a decision.”

The Princesses leaned closer to their father, both with baited breath. 

“We shall return to Sunspear. Your betrothal to Prince Aemond is no more. War is coming and I will not leave you here to become a pawn to be used to demand Dornish support,” Qoren proclaimed.

The younger Princess’ heart sank. She reached out for her father’s hand. She took it and gave his hand a pleading squeeze. 

“Father, that is not what I wish. I want to wed Prince Aemond. Please do not force me to part with my beloved,” (y/n) begged. 

Coryanne looked at her sister and sneered. “You do not wish to be parted from the Queen.  Speak the truth now sister, as father will not be swayed.” 

Qoren turned to his youngest daughter with furrowed brows. “(y/n), tell me your sister is lying as I know your mother and I did not raise you to be so foolish.”

(y/n) let go of her father’s hand and lowered her gaze to her lap. She did not reply.

The Prince shook his head softly. “My darling, stupid, girl…I will alert the Hightower men that I wish to speak to the new King. If all goes well we will leave for Sunspear on the morrow.” 

(y/n)’s gaze shot up. “Will you state your support?”

“I will state that if he wishes for the possibility of Dornish might at his side he will allow us to leave and return to Dorne safely,” Qoren said before he took a long sip of wine from his goblet.

Coryanne also drank from her cup but it did not hide the pleased smile that spread across her face. 

(y/n) could take it no longer. She stood and bowed her head. “If that is your wish father.”

Prince Qoren lowered his goblet. “It is (y/n).” 

“I will begin packing my things,” (y/n) replied. She swallowed hard and turned away from her family.

As she made her way to the door her father called out to her.

“(y/n),” the Prince said, his voice slightly raised.

(y/n) turned back to face the Prince. “Yes father?”

“Do not share the news of our departure with anyone outside our house,” Qoren ordered.

The Princess nodded silently. Then she turned back towards the door and walked out. She clenched her fists as she made her way back to her chambers. She would not let any tears fall where spies might see them. 

Her vision started to blur as she neared her rooms. The second the door closed behind her (y/n) let all the tears fall. 

-

After tea with his mother Aemond went out for a ride on vhagar to settle his nerves and think about how he would apologize to (y/n).

He could not lie and tell the Princess he forgave her, as he had not. While Aemond empathized with the Princess’ situation he could not bring himself to forgive her for the offense. 

Out of all the women in the Keep it had been his mother…Aemond tried to forgive but it did not come to him easily.

When the Prince finally had an apology formed he made his way to the Princess’ chambers.

He knocked on the door and no one answered. So Aemond knocked once more. Still no answer. 

Was the Princess not in her chambers?

Aemond decided to see for himself. So he let himself in. 

The Princess sat at the foot of her bed, her eyes red and cheeks stained. 

“(y/n),” he softly called out. 

(y/n) looked up. “Aemond.”

Aemond clasped his hands behind his back. “Have I caught you at a bad moment? I can come back.”

(y/n) wiped the tears from her face and stood from her bed. “Nonsense. What can I do for you?”

“I uhm- I came to apologize,” Aemond confessed. 

The Princess’ brows raised. “Oh.”

Aemond stepped closer to the Princess. “I was rash, and thoughtless. All I could think of was the pain in my chest and the blood in my ears. I’m sorry (y/n) for losing my temper with you.”

“It’s alright Aemond. I should not have kept something of such importance from you but you must understand I could not divulge such a companionship to just anyone.”

Aemond nodded. “I understand…but I will admit (y/n) I am still very hurt.”

(y/n) closed the gap between them. She placed her hands on Aemond’s arms. “I wish I could take that hurt away Aemond. I never wanted to hurt you. You are so good and truly the only man I have ever come close to truly loving.”

“But you can never love me as a wife should. I know (y/n),” Aemond said, his breath but a whisper.

(y/n)’s chest ached. Nothing she could say could mend Aemond’s broken heart. So she wrapped her arms around Aemond’s neck and buried her face in Aemond’s shoulder. 

Aemond returned the embrace and wrapped his arms around (y/n)’s waist. He breathed in the Princess’ scent. What once brought him such pleasure now smelled bittersweet. 

“I know that you love me as much as you can (y/n). I promised to be content with such affection and I am a man of my word,” he spoke as he pressed his cheek to the side of the Princess’ head. “It will take time for me to forgive you fully but I am thankful that someone has brought much needed happiness and comfort to my mother.”

(y/n) hugged the Prince tighter. “Thank you Aemond. Thank you.” Then she pulled away from the Prince to meet his gaze. “I could not ask for a better betrothed.”

The words burned (y/n)’s throat as she spoke them. She knew he was no longer her betrothed…but until her father announced their departure she would allow herself the comfort the farcical engagement brought her.

Aemond placed a gentle kiss to (y/n)’s forehead. Then he held her tight once more. 

-

After much deliberation the council finally decided on the terms of surrender. Otto Hightower stood and read the finalized terms of surrender meant for Princess Rhaenyra.

Alicent had managed to secure generous terms for the Princess thanks to her tenacious nature…and Aegon’s desire to end the small council session quickly.

King Aegon had grown bored very quickly and wished for it all to end. So he looked to his mother for guidance in hopes to end such duties rapidly.

Otto finished reading the terms. He looked towards the King for final approval. 

Aegon gave it then stood from his chair at the head of the table. “Now that our business has concluded I must take my leave.”

Otto raised a hand to stop Aegon. “Not so fast, your grace. We must decide who will deliver the terms to the Princess.”

“I think it’s best if one of the members of the small council go,” Maester Orwyle suggested. 

Aegon nodded. “Yes very well let us get on with it then.”

“I volunteer myself,” Alicent said.

Tyland nodded. “I think that is wise.”

Otto shook his head. “It is dangerous. I would not see the Queen mother harmed.”

Aegon slumped in his seat. “So then you may go, grand sire.”

All eyes turned to Otto. He gave Aegon a strained smile. 

“If you wish it, your grace.”

“Good, then all is well. Now I will take my leave,” Aegon proclaimed.

“There is the business with the Dornish prince, my King,” Tyland said then looked towards the Queen mother. 

Alicent swallowed then turned to Tyland. “Thank you my lord. That is pressing business indeed.”

Aegon nodded. “Yes indeed.” Then he turned to his mother. He cleared his throat and Alicent met his gaze. Aegon raised a brow. 

The Queen mother let out a breath then turned to the rest of the small council. “Their men at arms must be released from our cells and our men removed from their chambers.”

“They have not yet stated their support for the new King,” Otto chimed in.

Alicent turned to her father. “They have not declared their support for Rhaenyra either.”

Otto opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the small council doors opening. A Hightower man at arms walked inside and informed them of the Dornish Prince’s wish to speak with King Aegon. 

Aegon sat up in his seat and leaned over towards his mother. Alicent placed a hand on his shoulder.

Otto informed the Hightower man that King Aegon would speak to the Prince at once. 

The Hightower guard left the room. 

Otto dismissed the small council and asked Aegon if he would like him to stay. Aegon looked to Alicent. 

Alicent nodded. So Aegon told Otto to stay with him and his mother to speak with the Prince.

The Queen mother excused herself as she had business to attend to. Then, upon seeing the panicked look on Aegon’s face, she reassured him that his grandsire would aid him should he need it. 

Then she took her leave.

-

Alicent entered the Keep’s library. She was glad to see (y/n) reading underneath the window.

“Don’t you look beautiful,” the Queen mother said reverently, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she smiled.

(y/n) turned towards the door and, upon seeing it was her love who had entered, leapt to her feet and went to Alicent’s side.

Alicent wrapped her arms around (y/n). (y/n) returned the embrace. 

The Princess pressed a quick kiss to Alicent’s neck. “Ali, I am so glad to see you.” 

Alicent let out a content sigh. She ran a hand through the Princess’ hair.

“As am I, my sweet girl.”

The lovers parted and Alicent guided (y/n) over to the settee. Alicent took (y/n)’s hand in hers. “I have much to speak with you about.”

(y/n) nodded. “As do I.”

Alicent met the Princess’ gaze. “Allow me to go first, my sun.”

“Of course,” (y/n) replied.

Alicent took in a deep breath. “Aemond came to my chambers shortly after we all returned from the coronation.”

(y/n) looked down at their clasped hands. She knew what the Queen mother was going to say. 

“He asked about our…companionship,” Alicent continued.

“You have me to blame for that.” 

(y/n) looked up and met Alicent’s gaze. Her forehead wrinkled in confusion.

“You?”

(y/n) nodded.  “He walked me to my chambers,as you know, but once inside he crudely asked if I had bedded you…obviously I denied it but he knew Ali. He knew that I loved you, in a way I would never be able to love him. I couldn’t deny it.” (y/n) buried her face in Alicent’s shoulder. “I hated lying to Aemond. He’s my dearest friend.”

Alicent placed a gentle kiss to the top of (y/n)’s head. “I know (y/n). I did too.”

“What are we to do now?” (y/n) mumbled. 

“Aemond swore to me he would keep our secret. So I see no reason we cannot continue on as we have done.”

The Princess lifted her head. “Really? I was sure you would panic,” she confessed. 

Alicent smiled shyly. “I understand why you would think that. I know I’ve been cowardly when it comes to our love, but I won’t be any longer.”

Alicent brought (y/n)’s hand to her lips and kissed the Princess’ knuckles. “I promise you.”

Blush spread across (y/n)’s cheeks. “I love you Ali.”

Alicent squeezed the Princess’ hand. “I love you too (y/n).”

Then they moved onto different, more pressing, topics of conversation. Alicent explained the terms of surrender the small council had agreed on to the Princess. The Princess listened, though she was not confident Rhaenyra would accept them. 

“And who will deliver them?” (y/n) asked. 

Alicent sighed. “Aegon decided my father should take them.”

The Princess frowned. “Your father?”

“Yes, though I must confess that I do not trust my father will try hard to convince Rhaenyra to accept the terms.” Alicent said as she anxiously rubbed at one of the rings on her fingers.

(y/n) quieted. She tried to think of a way to help. Then she perked up and turned back to Alicent.

“Why don’t you try to send Rhaenyra a message?”

Alicent shook her head. “No ravens are allowed to enter or leave the Keep at the moment.”

“I mean why don’t you send a message with your father,” (y/n) explained.

Alicent furrowed her brows. “He would surely read it and pervert its message. He seeks Rhaenyra’s death.”

“Yes but if the message was hidden and only something the Princess would understand. That way even if your father read it he would not understand its true meaning,” (y/n) added. 

Alicent paused and considered (y/n)’s idea. Then she stood up and turned to (y/n).

“I believe I have just the thing. Come with me,” Alicent declared before walking towards the doors. 

The Princess followed after the Queen mother all the way to the Queen mother’s bedchambers. 

Alicent knelt down and reached for something underneath her bedside. When she stood back up she had a piece of paper in her hands. 

(y/n) furrowed her brows.

Alicent walked over to where (y/n) stood and unfolded the piece of paper.

“Do you remember that book about your ancestor you were reading in the Godswood all those moons ago?”

(y/n)  nodded.

Alicent showed the Princess the torn book page in her hands.

“Well this is the torn page. Rhaenyra tore it out when we were girls. She always teased me for being studious and tore it out so that I would never forget about it.”

(y/n) took the torn page. She turned it over in her hand.

“If you send it with your father, what exactly will the page tell her?”

“That I have not forgotten the friendship we once shared, and the love we once bore one another,” Alicent replied, a forlorn and far away gaze in her eyes.

(y/n) looked up from the page and at her lover. She handed the page back to Alicent.

“I see...”

Alicent took the page, and she let her hand linger against (y/n)’s. Their gazes met.

“Does that bother you?”

(y/n) considered the question for a brief moment before replying. 

“It does not. I am glad you have a way to communicate your true desire for peace,” (y/n) said with a small smile. 

Alicent returned the smile. She reached up and cupped (y/n)’s cheek. 

“My sweet girl.”

Then Alicent’s hand dropped, and the smile soon followed. Alicent looked away from (y/n).

“I trust you are speaking the truth, but I will admit that I can tell something is bothering you. I won’t pry…I trust you will tell me when it is time for me to know,” Alicent confessed.

(y/n) swallowed hard and did her best to keep the smile on her face. “I assure you I am not bothered.”

Alicent didn’t reply. She merely gave (y/n) a slight nod before returning her attention to the torn page in her hands.

The Princess felt her guilt build inside her.

The more Alicent went on about her plans to communicate peace the more the guilt built inside (y/n). 

Until finally she could take it no more. 

She cleared her throat. 

Alicent looked over at her, brows raised.

“I must go…my sister requested I speak to her after my time in the library,” (y/n) lied, each word harder and harder to say as she felt her throat close up from guilt.

Alicent nodded slowly. “Of course (y/n). You may go.”

(y/n) placed a quick kiss to Alicent’s cheek before saying goodbye. 

Alicent watched (y/n) leave. In the pit of her stomach she knew there was something the Princess was keeping from her, but she would have to trust (y/n). It would be no small task for the Queen mother to do but her love for (y/n) was greater than her paranoia. 

-

It became harder and harder for (y/n) to hold back the deluge of tears that welled in her eyes. 

She hated lying to Alicent. She hated lying to Aemond. 

But she was a Martell. 

She had to do as she was told.

So distracted in her thoughts (y/n) did not even notice Aemond calling out her name then hurrying to catch up with her in the halls.

Aemond caught up to the Princess. He put a hand on her arm to stop her. “Princess, what is the matter? You are crying,” Aemond asked once (y/n) turned to face him. 

(y/n) wiped her tears with the edge of her sleeve. “It is nothing. I must go”

The Princess turned to leave but Aemond slid his hand in hers and pulled (y/n) towards a nearby room. Thankfully candles were already lit.

Aemond stood in front of the Princess. “I do not believe you (y/n). We have lied to each other enough, please tell me the truth.”

“I cannot. My father forbade it,” the Princess revealed, her eyes red from crying and cheeks tear stained. 

Aemond furrowed his brow. “I am your betrothed. You can tell me anything.”

(y/n) pulled away from Aemond. She crossed to the other side of the room, near the window. She turned her back to the Prince. “That is the very cause of my strife. You are no longer my betrothed.”

“I don’t understand,” Aemond replied hesitantly. He stepped closer to the Princess.

The Princess whipped around to face the Prince.Her gaze met his. Aemond’s eyes were filled with worry, his lips slightly pursed. She sighed.

 “My father has gone to speak with your brother, the King. He wishes for all three of us to return to Sunspear. He doesn’t think it’s safe for me here. He said you were no longer my betrothed,” (y/n) confessed.

Aemond shook his head. “That cannot be.” He huffed. “That is madness. Of course it is safe for you here.”

The Princess closed the gap between them.

“I told him of Princess Rhaenys’ dragon escaping during the coronation. He believes war is coming and does not wish me to remain far from home,” she explained.

Aemond reached out and held (y/n)’s hands in his. He gave her hands a squeeze.

“My mother is doing all she can to avoid war, and for once my brother is heeding her advice. We shall not go to war.”

(y/n) frowned. “My father does not believe so. He seeks to leave on the morrow.”

Aemond sighed. 

He looked out the window, his brow furrowed, before he returned his gaze to (y/n). 

“Then I will have to find a way to convince him otherwise. I must depart for Storm’s End to secure House Baratheon’s support but if you can delay your departure then I promise I will have a way to fix things when I return.”

“Do you truly believe you will find a way?” (y/n) did not want to fill herself with false hope.

Aemond brought their joined hands up to his lips.“Do you trust me?”

“I do,” (y/n) said with a small smile. 

Aemond placed a kiss on the top of (y/n)’s hands.

“Then I will,” he promised.

(y/n) smiled wider. She nodded slowly. “Okay…I will see how I can delay my father’s plans.”

“Wonderful.” Aemond let go of (y/n)’s hands. He turned to leave. “I will go at once.”

(y/n) reached out and stopped him. Aemond turned back to (y/n).

The Princess spoke in a hushed voice. “But you must keep this news between us. No one else can know until my father announces it.”

Aemond nodded. “Of course. I shall see you when I return.”

The Princess let go of Aemond. Aemond left the room and went directly to his mother’s chambers. 

He did not want to deceive the Princess, but now that he knew the truth of the Princess’ companionship with his mother, he knew he had to inform her.

Ser Criston let Aemond enter the dowager Queen’s chambers.

Alicent looked up from the correspondence in front of her. She frowned. 

“Aemond, I thought you were on your way to Storm’s End?”

Aemond cleared his throat. “I was..I still am. But I have some information you are going to want to know.”

Alicent raised her brows. “Oh?”

“It’s about (y/n).” Aemond added. 

Alicent stood from her seat and ushered Aemond towards the settee.

-

The Princess returned to her father’s chambers, hoping to stall their inevitable leave. She had to trust that Aemond would find a way.

She arrived outside her father’s quarters. Outside the door stood two Martell men at arms. They smiled and bowed as she walked past them and into the room. 

Prince Qoren sat in an armchair that faced the roaring hearth. He looked up when the Princess entered. 

“(y/n), there you are,” he said and stood from his seat. 

He rushed to his daughter’s side and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. 

“You must pack at once. We are to leave on the morrow, at the first light of day. I do not wish for us to linger here any longer than necessary.”

(y/n)’s heart sank but she did her best to mask her dismay. 

“So the King has granted us leave?”

Qoren nodded as he ushered his daughter to a seat. He sat down next to her on the settee. 

“I have acknowledged King Aegon as the true king,” Prince Qoren said and bowed his head. 

“You do not believe he is fit to rule,” the Princess replied. 

“Whether he is fit to rule matters not baby sister,” came a voice from the balcony. 

Princess Coryanne entered the room and sat down across from her father and sister. 

“Princess Rhaenyra is the late King’s chosen heir,” Coryanne added. 

“What matters is I have been able to get us home safely,” Prince Qoren said and gave his elder daughter a sharp look. 

Coryanne shrugged and sat back in her seat. 

(y/n) furrowed her brows. “So you have thrown your support behind King Aegon?”

“I have acknowledged him as King. If he would like Dornish support should this all lead to war, he will have to allow us to decide once we are back in Sunspear,” Prince Qoren explained. 

The youngest Princess nodded. She thought back to Aemond’s promise to fix things. She needed to buy him time. 

(y/n) bit her lip as she thought. 

Her sister eyed her suspiciously. 

“I know that look,” Coryanne sniped.

Prince Qoren turned to (y/n). “Is something on your mind?”

“Yes I….,” (y/n) racked her mind for a way to stall their departure. “I wish to break fast with the Queen tomorrow. One final goodbye. Will you please delay our leave for just a few hours so that I may properly say goodbye to her?”

(y/n) gave her father a pleading look, and reached out to hold his hands. 

“Please father,” (y/n) asked once more. 

Prince Qoren frowned. “(y/n) I don’t think -”

“Father, I think you should allow her one last goodbye in the privacy of her chambers. After all, gods know if she’s bedded her paramour yet,” Coryanne sniped with a laugh. 

Qoren turned to Coryanne. 

“Enough of that type of talk. We are not in the comforts and safety of our home,” the Prince chided. 

Coryanne lowered her gaze. “My apologies father.”

Qoren sighed then turned back to (y/n).

“I will allow you to break fast with the Queen one last time, but we will leave as soon as you have finished. I do not want to dally about for too long tomorrow.”

(y/n) smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around her father. She buried her face in his shoulder. “Thank you father! Thank you.”

Qoren smiled as he returned his daughter’s embrace. Then he pulled her away from him and looked her in the eye. 

“But be careful (y//n). I know that you love with all your heart but you must not lose your head. Do you understand?”

(y/n) nodded. “I understand father.”

Qoren nodded. “Good. Now that all business is settled let us all prepare for our departure.”

The Prince sent both his daughters to pack their things and instruct the servant girls on how to pack the rest. 

The Princess made quick work of her duties as she received an invitation to dine that night with the dowager Queen. 

-

The meal was quiet. Too quiet. 

(y/n) knew she had to tell Alicent the truth. A part of (y/n) was sure Alicent already knew as Alicent was also uncharacteristically silent.

Alicent could not look her lover in the eyes. 

It cut her deeply that (y/n) did not tell her that the Prince planned to leave and take (y/n) with him. She had to hear about it from Aemond and then from Aegon.

Her dearest sun was leaving the Red Keep, and Alicent knew that with (y/n)  would go all warmth and life within the castle walls. 

The tension in the air remained until the serving boys brought out the honey cakes and lemon biscuits for dessert.

(y/n) picked at the slice of honey cake on her plate. 

“Is it not to your liking,” Alicent asked, a flash of worry spread across her. She did not wish for (y/n)’s last meal in the Keep to be unpleasant.

The Princess shook her head. “No, no it’s not that. The cake is lovely. The whole meal was lovely, really.”

(y/n) met Alicent’s gaze for the first time that night. 

Alicent nodded slowly. “It was, wasn't it…”

Silence descended upon the pair once more. 

Alicent’s eyes pleaded for (y/n) to speak the truth. To say it once and for all. Her nerves had frayed to their very tips.

(y/n) looked away. She continued to pick at her plate. 

“I’m sorry I -,” Alicent said with a loud sigh. She threw her napkin down on the table and stood. “I cannot go a moment longer without talking about it,” she added as she walked towards the Princess.

The Princess stood from her seat.  “Wha- What is it Ali,” (y/n) stuttered.

Knots twisted over bigger knots in (y/n)’s stomach. 

Alicent frowned, the worry lines on her forehead becoming apparent. “So you insist on keeping it from me?”

(y/n) closed the gap between herself and the dowager Queen.  “I did not know how to tell you.”

Alicent closed her eyes and shook her head softly. “You cannot imagine the tears I shed when Aemond told me.”

“I’m so sorry Ali,” (y/n) said and reached out to hold Alicent’s hands, tears pooling in the young woman’s eyes.

“I do not wish for an apology,” Alicent replied. She brought (y/n)’s hands up to her mouth and placed a gentle kiss between the Princess’ knuckles. “(y/n) I wish for you to stay with me.”

(y/n) frowned. “I cannot…My father has decided I must return to Sunspear.”

Alicent dropped their intertwined hands. She turned towards the dining table where a flagon of wine sat in between the many sweet treats. She poured herself a goblet full of wine and took a long drink.

“Then I will have Aegon deny his leave. I will-,” Alicent began but was cut off by the Princess. 

“You will do no such thing.” (y/n) said and reached out for the Queen’s hand once more. “Hard days are coming, Ali. Please do not make them harder by challenging my father.”

Alicent turned to face the Princess. She looked down at their hands, fingers laced together. A tear ran down the Queen’s cheek. “…I cannot lose you,” she whispered.

(y/n) shed a few tears of her own. She wrapped her arms around the Queen and buried her face in the Queen’s shoulder. “I was a coward Ali. I should have told you as soon as I knew.”

“You cannot leave me,” Alicent murmured as she placed a kiss to the side of (y/n)’s head. “I do not think I can survive without you.”

Then Alicent pulled away from the Princess. The dowager Queen cupped the young woman’s face with both hands. She ran her thumb across (y/n)’s cheek.

“Now that I have been bathed in your rays of light and love…,” Alicent stopped and looked down at (y/n)’s lips. She swallowed hard before continuing. “I cannot go back to the cold and dark,” she said with a quiver in her voice.

Alicent’s gaze flicked up to meet (y/n)’s. 

(y/n) leaned into Alicent’s touch. 

“You won’t have to. I promise I will find a way back to you,” (y/n) whispered.

Alicent’s hands fell back to her sides. “How? We will be leagues apart with a bloody war looming.” Alicent sighed aloud and turned away from the Princess.

(y/n) stepped closer, her chest pressed against Alicent’s back.

“You must believe that I will return home to you,” (y/n) pleaded. 

Alicent felt the heat of (y/n)’s breath on the back of her neck. She shut her eyes and tried to quell the familiar thrum of excitement in her chest that happened whenever the Princess was that close.

“Your father will never allow you to return,” Alicent protested.

(y/n) placed her hands on Alicent’s hips. She pressed a gentle kiss to Alicent’s neck. Then she neared Alicent’s ear.

“I love you, and I will do whatever is necessary to be by your side….,” she whispered. 

Alicent swallowed hard then turned around in (y/n)’s grasp. 

The Princess continued. 

“I will return even if I must return to you bloody and barefoot, without a family or a title,” (y/n) proclaimed.

Fresh tears pooled in Alicent’s eyes. Her whole being felt warm, warm and bright. She felt loved, truly loved, and it was all thanks to (y/n). 

Alicent pressed her forehead against the Princess’.

“Then I will be sure to welcome you home with a warm bath and give you my family name.”

The Princess smiled a shy smile.

Alicent’s smile mirrored the Princess’. “You have me, always,” she confessed.

(y/n) closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against the Queen’s. 

Alicent returned the kiss and opened her lips to let the Princess deepen the kiss. 

(y/n) pulled Alicent’s hips closer to her. Alicent wrapped her arms around (y/n)’s neck.

She deserved this, Alicent thought to herself. She deserved to show her sun the whole of her love for her.

So Alicent guided the pair towards the table. She backed the Princess up against the edge. 

(y/n)’s hands dropped from the Queen’s hips and she broke their kiss. “Ali we should stop you-.”

Her words were cut off by Alicent’s lips. Alicent kissed the Princess and this time it was she who pulled the Princess’ hips towards her own. 

If the Princess was to leave her, then Alicent would give all of herself to (y/n). She would not let (y/n) leave without consummating their true love. After all, there was no assurance Alicent would ever see her sun again.

(y/n) broke their kiss once more. She looked into Alicent’s eyes for some type of answer. She had never seen Alicent so forthright.

“My husband is dead,” Alicent whispered. “I am free and I wish to give you all of myself before we are forced to part ways.”

(y/n) cupped Alicent’s cheek. “Are you sure?”

The dowager Queen leaned into the Princess’ touch. “Take me,” she whispered into the Princess’ palm then placed a hungry kiss to her palm.

Desire flared inside the Dornish Princess. She swallowed hard then nodded. 

 The Queen was led to her bed by the younger woman. (y/n) undressed Alicent slowly, giving the Queen ample time if she should change her mind.

But Alicent’s mind was singular in thought. Her body, for the first time, was lit aflame with desire for the Princess. 

With every touch that ghosted Alicent’s skin as (y/n) undressed her grew the thrumming in Alicent’s chest, and the pulsing in between her legs. 

Soon the Queen’s skin was bare. She met (y/n)’s gaze and felt a sense of pride as the Princess’ eyes gazed upon her naked body.

“Your grace…,” (y/n) said with a shaky breath.

Alicent hooked a finger under the Princess’ chin and brought the Princess’ gaze up to meet her own. 

“Ali….only Ali.”

The Princess nodded. “Ali,” she repeated, her voice thick with desire.

Alicent stepped closer. “Your turn.”

The Princess turned her back to Alicent and swallowed hard as she heard the strings of her dress start to come undone.

(y/n) closed her eyes and took deep breaths, each layer Alicent removed created a louder ringing in her ears. 

It was not until Alicent placed a kiss upon her naked shoulder that (y/n)’s eyes flickered open. 

The Princess turned around, and swallowed hard. It was up to her to teach the Queen in the art of loving another woman.

So she reached out and guided Alicent to lay on the bed. 

Alicent stared up at (y/n) with such openness that (y/n) had only dreamt of. 

Alicent caressed (y/n)’s cheek. “I am ready (y/n).”

(y/n) smiled and gently lowered her lips to Alicent’s chest, placing a gentle kiss between her breasts. 

-

The hour of the wolf neared and the lovers reached new heights of pleasure as hands touched, teeth nipped, hips bucked, and lips left swollen with each endless kiss.

“(y/n),” Alicent moaned through heavy pants as her body recovered from her latest climax.

The two were a mess of limbs as they ravaged one another. Neither wanted it to end.

But (y/n) had another engagement she could not miss. 

So she climbed up to meet Alicent’s lips and gave her a gentle peck. “Thank you, my Ali,” (y/n) whispered as she fixed an auburn curl behind Alicent’s ear.

Alicent smiled up at (y/n). “Whatever for, my sun?”

(y/n) gazed into Alicent’s eyes and said, “I have never felt so sure about anything as I do about my love for you.”

The Queen smiled lazily and cupped the Princess’ cheek. “I feel the same about you.”

(y/n) brought her lips against Alicent’s for one last, long, languid, kiss.

Then the Princess let out a long sigh and pressed her forehead against Alicent’s.

“I wish I could spend the whole night in your arms Ali, but I must pack certain belongings that I do not entrust to the servants.”

Alicent matched the Princess’ sigh. “I understand (y/n).”

The Princess pulled away and instantly Alicent felt the magic of their union dissipate.

Alicent watched as (y/n) dressed herself. Then stood to help the Princess with the strings of her dress.

“You will break fast with me on the morrow, won’t you?” (y/n) asked as Alicent tightened the strings of her dress.

Alicent finished and wrapped her arms around (y/n)’s waist. “Of course I will, my sun.”

(y/n) leaned backwards into the Queen’s touch and smiled. “Then I shall pray day comes quick so that I may see you again.”

The lovers pulled apart  and with one final kiss (y/n) left the Queen’s chambers.

-

Ser Criston waited for the Princess just down the hall from the dowager Queen’s chambers, just as she had asked of him. 

When the Princess rounded the corner and made contact the knight of the Kingsguard immediately noticed the Princess’ disheveled appearance.

“Ser Criston, I am glad to see you are indeed a man of your word,” the Princess said as she neared him.

The knight nodded. “Of course Princess, in all matters that concern the dowager Queen I am your ally.” 

“I am glad to hear so,” (y/n) replied, still trying to fix her appearance.

Together, they walked down the halls of the Keep until they reached Lord Strong’s chambers.

As they stood in front of the Lord’s door (y/n) hesitated. 

Cole watched as the Princess lifted her hand to the door then stopped. 

(y/n) thought back to what Alicent had confessed to her. What Alicent said Larys had made her do all those years. She thought of the humiliation and shame Alicent had dealt with all those years, and how much Larys had reveled in it.

That was enough to have the fire return to her. 

(y/n) burst through the door, with Ser Criston in tow. 

Larys startled awake. “Who goes there,” he called out.

The Princess lit a few candles while Ser Criston grabbed Larys and gagged him with a rag.

Once gagged, Ser Criston forced Larys to kneel in front of the Princess.

(y/n) stared down at the man. 

“You are the most pathetic man in all of Westeros.”

Larys cried out but it was muffled by the rag in his mouth. Ser Criston jostled him into silence. 

The Princess grabbed Larys by the chin and forced him to look at her. 

“You will never again approach the dowager Queen with any of your grotesque demands in exchange for information. Your taking advantage of her is done.”

Larys once again tried to speak. 

“Cole,” (y/n) said.

Ser Criston placed his foot on Larys’ good leg then put pressure on it. Larys groaned and tried to escape the Princess’ grasp.

But the Princess’ grasp was firm. She dug the nail of her thumb into his chin. Larys yelped in pain.

“You will not speak.”

Larys quieted down but stared up at the Princess with pure hate in his eyes. 

“While I take my leave to Sunspear Ser Criston will remain. He will be my eyes and ears. If he is to tell me that you have lingered in the Queen’s chambers or in her mere presence for longer than necessary I will gladly engage the services of any one of Dorne’s sellswords that are also known to work with poisons.”

Larys furrowed his brow. He looked away from the Princess.

The Princess dug her nail into his chin until his gaze returned to her. “Do you understand, Lord Strong.”

Tears now pooled in Larys’ eyes. He nodded slowly.

“Wonderful,” she said, then turned to Ser Criston. “Remove the rag.”

Ser Criston did as told and removed the rag from Larys’ mouth. 

Larys coughed and took several deep breaths to steady himself. 

Then he looked up at the Princess and smirked. “You may threaten me all you wish Princess but I know your secret. I know the truth about you and the Queen.”

In one fluid movement Ser Criston unsheathed a dagger and held it against Larys’ throat. 

Larys dared not swallow or speak as he felt the cool blade against him.

“I urge you to not make threats against her grace, my Lord,” Cole whispered. 

The Princess lowered herself to meet Larys’ gaze. “And before you make any more threats I want to inform you that I know what your little busy bees look like. Should they come anywhere near me or my family I will be sure to show you the true might of Dornish anger.”

Larys looked away. “I will- I will comply,” the Lord confessor uttered.

Ser Criston pressed the dagger ever closer, striking the skin just enough for a drop of blood to spill through. “And you will apologize to her grace. You will tell her all information will be given to her freely.”

Larys cried out, “Alright, alright! I will apologize to the Queen.”

“Very well,” Ser Criston replied. He started to help Lord Larys stand but the Princess put a hand up to stop him.

“Wait,” she said.

Ser Criston shoved Larys back down.

The Princess stared at Larys, her expression blank but her eyes filled with fury.

Larys stared at her, and swallowed hard. “What is it? What more do you want fr-.”

The Lord confessor’s words were cut short as the Princess’ fist collided with his face.

Ser Criston’s eyes widened as he saw the Princess punch Larys.

The Princess then gripped Lord Strong’s face once again.

“You are scum. If it were up to me I would order you flayed alive and have your flesh strung up on the walls of sunspear for all to see…but the Queen does not wish for such violence upon anyone. It is by her grace that you live…do not forget that.”

Larys nodded in reply.

(y/n) looked up to meet Ser Criston’s gaze. She nodded and he started to help Larys to his feet.

Ser Criston threw Larys onto his cot then followed the Princess out into the hall.

The knight slammed the door closed behind him and trailed after the Princess.

Once they reached a sizable distance from Larys Strong’s quarters the knight approached the Princess.

“Princess, were your threats of flaying the Lord confessor true?”

The Princess stopped and turned to face the knight.

“Of course they were. I won’t allow any more harm to come to the dowager Queen. I expect you to feel the same, Ser Criston.”

Ser Criston nodded. “I do, Princess. I will be sure to keep the Lord confessor true to his word.”

“Wonderful. Now I must return to my quarters,” she declared.

Ser Criston bowed his head. “Good night Princess.”

“Good night, Ser Criston,” (y/n) replied before she made her way to her own quarters.

-

The next morning the dowager Queen and the Princess of Dorne sat down and broke fast together. Just as the Queen had promised. 

Both were in good spirits even though that morning would be their last together. 

(y/n) picked at her food. “I don’t want the meal to end,” she confessed. 

Alicent smiled at (y/n). “One way or another your father will see to it that you all depart King’s Landing this very day.”

(y/n) met Alicent’s gaze. “I do not wish to part from you Ali.”

Alicent reached across the table and held (y/n)’s hand. “I do not wish to part either but some things are beyond our power.”

(y/n) ran her thumb across the top of Alicent’s hand. “I know…but I will return, somehow.”

Alicent gave (y/n)’s hand a squeeze. “You will.”

The two enjoyed the rest of their meal together. Just as they had finished the Princess’ sister, Princess Coryanne, rushed into the room. 

She stopped when she saw the dowager Queen and (y/n) in a warm embrace. 

“Pardon me your grace, I did not mean to intrude.”

Alicent and (y/n) pulled apart at the sound of Coryanne’s entry. 

“Oh dear sister I do not believe that,” (y/n) replied.

Alicent smiled at Coryanne. “There was nothing to intrude on Princess.”

Coryanne’s lips pursed. “Indeed,” she said with a scowl. Then she turned to her sister. “Father has asked me to escort you down to the carriage. Everyone is ready to depart.”

(y/n)’s smiled faded. “Aye,” she replied, looking away from both Alicent and her sister.

Coryanne smiled viciously. “Wonderful. Let us all go down together.”

(y/n) nodded. “Of course.”

So the three royals made their way down to the entrance of the Keep. 

Already there was Queen Helaena and her children. As well as Prince Qoren Martell.

Formal goodbyes were had between the various royals. 

Coryanne approached the dowager Queen to say goodbye but Alicent reached out and embraced the Princess.

Surprised, Coryanne attempted to speak but the Queen beat her to it.

“Under no circumstance should (y/n) leave Sunspear. She will try to escape to return to the Keep. You must not allow this,” Alicent whispered as she embraced Coryanne.

Coryanne furrowed her brow then quickly schooled her features. “I- I will your grace,” she whispered back. 

Alicent pulled away and loudly said, “Safe travels Princess Coryanne.”

Coryanne smiled, “Thank you, your grace.”

Confused, Coryanne made her way to her father’s side. She looked back at Alicent, who was now in a warm embrace with (y/n).

“I am yours,” (y/n) whispered as she embraced Alicent. Then the Princess pulled away from the Queen before she could respond.

(y/n) made her way into the carriage. She knew that if she looked back at Alicent she would not be able to leave. 

She turned away from the Keep as her father and sister piled into the carriage. Soon the horses began their journey out of King’s landing.

(y/n) closed her eyes and tried to hold back the deluge of tears that threatened to break free.

-

Alicent watched as the wheelhouse grew farther and farther from the Keep. As soon as the gates closed behind it Alicent rushed to her quarters. 

She sank to her knees and started to cry. 

She was alone again.

Without ally.

Without love.

Without her sun.

A knock on her door shook her from her tears. She stood and faced the door. 

Ser Criston entered with a grave look on his face. 

Alicent’s heart sank. “What is it?”

Ser Criston swallowed hard. “Aemond has returned from Storm’s End, and I’m afraid he’s returned with grave news.”

Alicent frowned and shut her eyes. As she followed Ser Criston out into the hall she realized she had made the right decision to keep (y/n) as far away from the Keep as she could. War would not be avoided. 

#alicent hightower #alicent hightower x reader #alicent higtower imagine #House of the Dragon imagine #House of the Dragon reader insert

[aprito]

hi! do you have any recommendations for sasosaku fic with more than 10k words?

a couple (a lot) of the top of my head (burned into my retina) in no particular order finished and unfinished (they are all important to me)

!!! IF YOU READ ANY OF THESE BE A COOL KID AND LEAVE A REVIEW !!!

hope springs eternal by simplelations (wholesum retelling of p1 naruto but with same age au sos i have made fic art that's how you know the love is real)

incantations by thirrin (extremely underrated howl's moving castle inspired magic au)

the neighbourly thing to do by koneko_taichou (wholesome middle aged sos are neighbours au. especially love the reason ss divorced in this fic and cant wait to see where this goes)

against all odds by koobabear (unfinished but platonic canonverse sos that's very fun)

these days by stormdragon6 (the one and only extremely long and extremely fullfilling mutual pining sos childhood friends modern au. scenes from this fic are burned into my brain)

a second chance by invisibleninja12 (200k literal retelling of p2 naruto with same age au sos where sasori got yeeted into the future and sakura is committed to help him before he makes the final turn for the worse. incredibly wholesome)

deep into the woods by muffin_ride (twisted beauty and the beast meets horror meets sos in their 40s far too old for this bullshit. thats the type of content we love around here)

lost year by omgitspocky (the fic that literally started my obsession with same age au basically sakura goes back in time and not only distracts sasori from defecting but also gets to hang out with a young tsunade)

bait and hitch by aelynthi (after the fantastic previous fic homesick comes one of the funniest takes on the fake dating trope with outrageously good characterization. i am emotionally invested in this one)

acaso mi madre engaña a mi padre? by takewaelel (i recommend this cheating fic at least once every full moon cycle because it has some of my favorite characterisation ever. every reread i discover some other amazing take)

lady of the blackthorns by vesperchan (amazing fantasy sos au. and thats why vesper is the GOAT)

pyrrhic victory by watevermelon (same age au sos with sasori's parents alive is one of the three ships and we're rooting for them)

grading on a curve by sayyikes (100% pure comedy and we're here for this painfully realistic and hilarious modern au)

sword of damocles by angelofdeath10 (medieval sakura is sasori's knight au. sasori is extremely pathetic but that makes it fun. i recommend everything they write in general <3)

spring fever by tsuki hoshino (sakura quits her job with sunan royalty and is ready to settle down and have kids in the middle of sasori's 10 year meticulously planned how do i get her to date me plan. watch as he desperately tries to bring his plans to fruition in the most sasori way possible)

invocation of the muse by nenalata (toxic college au sos that ruined me as a person, it's so fucking good even if i took immense psychic damage after deluding myself sos somehow will make it work. you need to read this immediately. this is exactly how i envision a bad ending outcome)

porcelain by shoujojunkie (not 10k but i will rep this doll maker falls in love with his tiny vain selfish creation fic until the day i die)

#ask noni #fic rec #sasosaku #im sure i have more that i forgot about i will never forgive myself #if you had given me over 2k this would probably be triple in length #do you know how unfair it is to me. as a person. to not be able to recommend a bunch of my faves bc theyre shorter than 10k #im in tears #hope this keeps you busy <3

[the-fiction-witch]

The Wedding In White Habour P4

Media Game Of Thrones

Character Jojen Reed Age Up

Couple Jojen X Reader

Rating Smut af

Concept Consumating the Marriage

Smut sexual discussions / making out / breast play / fondling / nipple play / nipple sucking / bj's / biting / love bites / raw sex / full sex / riding / virgin x Non virgin / nudity / face sitting / eating out / fingering / screaming / jizz / cum on stomach / cum inside / slapping / spanking /

I had grown accustomed to my room in grey water, spending my days with my books and my harp as I rarely saw my husband. We had been married now for over six months and our wedding was not yet consummated. I rarely saw him at all and even rarer we exchanged words, it saddened me but what choice did I have? I suppose I should think myself lucky, many girls are sold off to men who view them as meer ovens for heirs never allowed to leave the bed merely sheth for their sword, others are merciless cruel and abusive drunks, I should count myself lucky to have a husband who just ignores me.

I finished my bath and wrapped my robe loosely around myself just to keep out the cold heading towards the bed but I stopped short as the bedroom door opened and closed quickly after revealing an annoyed Jojen. He walked in frustrated putting a hand through his hair but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw me eyes wide glancing from ankle to neck

"Ohh good evening Jojen" I smiled adjusting my robe to give me more coverage

"Let's just get this over with," he says undoing his shirt throwing it to the floor and sitting on my bed stroking up his bare arm

"What's going on Jojen?" I asked carefully approaching him

"My father's angry at me, he knows we haven't… yet."

"I see. Jojen, we don't have to do anything you don't want to" I reassured sitting beside him to take his hand gently

"We do though. I don't have a choice" he says moving his hand away from my own "he'll feed me to the lizard lions If I don't"

"I see. If I may ask, is there any reason you don't want to? Because I can perhaps do my best to accommodate things, perhaps you'd prefer just my back or my feet, or we could bring someone-"

"No. No y/n. It's nothing like that" he says "I'll be honest it was mostly stress and stubbornness that prevented it on our wedding night I was so angry at my father for forcing me to marry someone I didn't love, having to travel halfway up the north t get married"

"That's understandable, but then why have you waited all this time?"

"Fear." He says "I was just frustrated that night, the next morning when I saw you- I thought you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and honestly… that morning I wanted nothing more than to throw you again the bed and make you my lady" he explained "but I feared I had pushed you away too far, that you already hated me, I feared that I'd be no good to you and I just…never got the courage to come and see you after that"

"Thats sweet Jojen but your my husband it's alright, whatever fears you have I'm sure we can quell them"

"You- you'd be willing to do that?"

"Of course," I smiled giving his cheek a small kiss

"I uhh I must ask what uhh what experience do you have?"

Immediately I forced down thoughts of my childhood, my past and my home forcing a smile "Well let's just say-"

"In plain words. Please. I need to know"

"My innocence was taken from me many years ago, I learnt many things and have a decent amount of experience, and you?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? No handmaids? No girls in the marshes?"

"No. My father forbid it so I uhh I'm going to need to rely on you a little"

"That's all right, I'll lead just trust your instincts and if you want to stop just ask" I reassured and he nodded I smiled and pulled him gently into a soft kiss he slowly and shakily kissed back his hand coming to rest on my upper arm even if I was being gentle I couldn't help my hands stroking down his chest being as impressed as our wedding day when we pulled back I slipped off my robe leaving me completely naked he took in every inch of me much as he did the morning after our wedding but this time more intense allowing his face to show his true feelings

"You're beautiful my lady"

"Thank you Jojen, is there anything you'd like to touch?"

He didn't answer his hands merely instantly clamped onto my breasts making me giggle a little watching as he experimented squeezing groping fondling them in his hands as he tried to learn everything about them I happily allowed him his time and gently kissed his neck while he plaid his favourite seemed to be holding his hands under my breasts feeling the weight of them in his hands gently squeezing and rubbing on the skin

"You like them?"

"Very much, I uhh I think there- you're very beautiful"

"Thank you" I giggled "You know of you just' I guided his hands to slightly take a different grip so his thumbs which seemed to like rubbing on the soft skin could circle and rub my nipples which he seemed to quickly understand this instruction helping to harden them "then it feels very nice"

"It does? You uhh you like when I-" he asks rubbing on them a little harder and I bit my lip and nodded "uhh okay" he let a small moan slip "uhhhh I uhhh can I ask something?"

"Of course Jojen"

"I uhhh I uhh" he stuttered nervously his face turning red glancing to the door almost checking we weren't heard "Could I uhh could I suck - on them?"

I was taken back by his question unable to prevent a giggle which only made his face drop upset I laughed at his question

"Sorry I shouldn't have-"

"No no it's alright, I'm sorry Jojen you just surprised me is all. Of course, you can if you'd like to"

"I uh I can?"

"Of course" I nodded

He was nervous but came close kissing my lips then my chin and down my jaw, I smirked leaning my back against the post of my bed as he kissed down my neck making sure to suck a little on the crook of my neck before kissing down slightly tickling me as he kissed my chest and down between my breasts he picked the left clearly as his right hand was more than happy to continue he softly stroked my breasts before kissing my hard nipple causing my playful giggles he looked up unsure but I nodded and he took my nipple between his lips gently sucking while his other hand continued and it was very pleasurable feeling his sucking get more and more intense often flicking his tongue against my hard nipple or even gracing it with his teeth it was enough to force a moan from my lips which only seemed to fuel him making him intensify his hand and his mouth

"Uhhh Jojen" I gasped pushing him back even if he didn't much want to stop I pushed him completely off the bed to stand beside the bed I opened my legs and pulled his hips to stand between them I took his hand gently letting him pet my hair as I kissed his lower stomach gently untiring the laces of his trousers It didn't take long for him to get excited knotting his fingers into my hair as I worked with each inch I exposed as I unlaced I kissed further down exposing his rather prominent v and the small trail of blonde hair leading below, once completed unlaced they dropped to his ankles allowing me for the first time a good look at my husband and I was impressed. I was gentle not wanting to overwhelm him pressing little kisses to him and stroking his shaft but that seemed to only wind him up more he was nervous but I blew him a kiss before I took him into my mouth being so gentle as I began my sucking and gentle licking which made him utterly melt honestly of not for me holding his hips he may have collapsed on the floor or at least lost his knees out from under himself his face read of surprise and shock which worried me and made me move back "everything alright?'

"Yeah uhh yeah your uhh you're fine I uhh I didn't think it uhh"

"If was that intense?"

"Yeah" he nods

"I'll be slow" I smiled returning him to my mouth slowly but surely getting more intense now moving my head back and forth and the sounds that came out of him were enough to make me soaked listening to his gasps and groans of pleasure above me reacting to the tiniest of movements until he pushed me away so hard I fell onto the bed

"Oh sorry-"

"It's alright, enough?"

"For now anymore I uhh I don't think we'll get to do anything else" he says "How uhh how should I?"

"How should you what?"

"Well you’re more experienced than I am, I know I'm supposed to put you on your back but I heard about having you on your knees is easier I don't know"

"It's alright, it's alright how about we be gentle the first time?" I asked holding his hands as I moved to my knees he nods so I guided him into my bed giving him pillows to make sure he was comfortable

"What uhh what do I do?"

"You don't need to do anything' I smiled as I climbed onto his lap at first I merely settled on him moving my hips back and forth so I could know the sort of angles I could work with he seemed to meet with me unsure in his face but his body seemed to know what to do "there we are just like that okay," I told him giving him a soft kiss before I carefully lowered myself letting him slip inside of me having to stop a moment once I reached the base as I was a little overwhelmed "uuughhh…" I gasped rolling my head back a little "ummm you sure fill a girl up good Jojen" I giggled

"I uhh I'm inside you. I'm actually inside you"

"Fully inside me my sweet husband" I smiled giving his lips a kiss

"You look, incredibly gorgeous on top of me"

I giggled "I shall have to do it more then"

"You can do it whenever you like my lady" he Cooes his hands settling on my hips and ass "uuhhh… why did I wait so long?"

"I don't know" I smiled "I'll be slow okay," I asked and he nods so I settled a hand on his stomach and began to move my hips to ride him his hips worked into my own his mouth hung open often moans escaping his head thrown back against the pillows

"Uuuughhhhh! Uuuuuuuhhh y/n! Y/n! Uuuuuuuhhh"

"It feels nice my sweet husband?'

"Amazing my beautiful wife" he smirked his innocent blush seeming to disappear leaning up to bite at my neck wrapping his arms around my back fueled by his desires I giggled pushing him back down and changing my angle a little allowing myself to bounce and grind harder and faster against him so much so the bed began banging against the wall and I leaned down to kiss and leave a love bite on his neck "uuhh yes! Yes! Uuuughhhhh y/n!" He moans loudly his nails digging into my hips and forcing me down as deep as possible "Y/n… y/n" he whines before letting loose a loud and throaty moan releasing his grip on me immediately and releasing his seed deep inside me

"Ohhh Jojen, you could have warned me," I asked sitting up and making sure to let him rose it out and making sure his seed got as deep inside me as possible for a better chance of me getting pregnant then again if not I certainly wouldn't be opposed to a few more nights like this and I'm sure he wouldn't either

"Sorry y/n. I uhh I didn't have a lot of warning either" he chuckled between his breaths

"Did you enjoy it, my husband?"

"Very very much my beautiful wife" he Cooes holding my hand and peppering it with kisses "I shouldn't have waited so long, I'm sorry for making you feel like I didn't want to. But now it's over with my innocence is gone and were officially married and I couldn't be happier" he smiled sitting up to kiss me

"That's sweet Jojen I'm very happy too" I smiled nuzzling with him

"I uhh I got mine, did you get yours?"

"My what?"

"I got to release my seed. Did my wife get to reach the sky too?" He asks

"No, but that's okay our first time and all of takes practice ladies are very complicated Jojen"

"But I want to, it's not fair. Surely there are secrets you can show me?"

"Well I don't know any, spent my life learning to be a lady and how to please a man never the other way"

"Oh… uhh could I try something then?"

"Of course" I nodded

He smiled and cupped my breasts again kissing down my neck as he firmed them up in his hands rubbing on my nipples as they once again got hard for him "You like that?" He asks and I nodded he smirked and kissed up to my neck "You liked this?" He whispered between kisses and I nodded trying to hold back my giggles his hand moved down my stomach and then around my hip taking a firm grip on my ass and giving it a gentle slap

"Ohh" I giggled

"You like that sweetie?" He smirked and I couldn't help but nod biting my lip a little and burying my head in his neck in embarrassment "awww cute, you like what I'm doing or what I'm saying?"

"Both"

"Both? You like it when I call you… sweetie?" He smirked milking the word and I nodded

"Humm okay" he smirked biting his lip as he intentionally stared down at me "You've been a bad little thing, sweetie." He growled slapping my ass hard

"Ohh Jojen"

"Umm yeah, you like that?" He smirked moving my hips to slowly ride him again "You like that sweetie? You like it when your sexy husband comes and uses you?" He smirked and I nodded blushing hard "fuck-" he groaned pulling me into a kiss his hands moving to just my hips when he pulled away I was utterly shocked by his words "I want you to sit on my face"

"What - Jojen I uhh"

"Please, I've heard people talk about it. It sounds amazing, it's all I want right now" he groans

"I don't know Jojen I mean you were innocent an hour ago" I giggled

"Please I'd you don't like it I'll never ask again, but please it's all I can think about" he groans "I want your sweet pussy ridding my face sweetie"

"Well… okay but carefully I don't want to hurt you"

"If this is how I did believe me I will die happy" he says laying back with his head on the pillow eager and excited I was nervous having never done it before but I moved holding the wooden headboard my knees on either side of his head I was slow moving slowly until his lips met me he happily held my thighs to keep me still and at this level as he kissed and sucked as he had on my nipple

"Uuhhhh Jojen!" I gasped feeling the sharp pleasure he didn't speak merely working hard to pleasure my aching clit clearly enjoying himself he began to move my hips the same as when I was riding him which only intensified the pleasure letting him work into me better to send more accurate waves of pleasure as I rode I could barely contain my moans my hands leaving the headboard to play with my breasts as he worked, after a while I knew how close I was getting feeling so on edge but one hand left my thigh and he thrusted two fingers deep inside me moving them in and out as he merciless licked and sucked which caused me to scream his name loudly and slightly squirt

Immediately he pulled his fingers out and flipped us over so I laid on my back and he now sat over me looking as happy as I'd ever seen him my wetness soaked across the lower half of his face

"Like it?" I asked

"Everything I hoped it would be" he smirked "Did you like it?"

"Very much"

"But still no?"

"No." I blushed

"Say no more sweetie" he smirked kissing down my neck and then down between my breasts making a stop to suck on each nipple a moment before kissing down my stomach he opened my thighs as far as possible and buried his head there returning to his pace returning his fingers inside me as he became utterly merciless on me leaving me to scream in pleasure my only outlet gripping my sheets or attempting to pleasure my breasts which he noticed and batted my hand off using his other hand to play with my breast often rubbing and twisting my nipple as he worked until I hit a wall of pleasure squeezing my legs around his head screaming so much my throat slightly shredded

"Uuuuuuuhhh uuughhhh Jojen!"

He pulled back but only to wipe his mouth on the back of his hand looming over me excitedly "uuhhh sweetie" he gasps and it was then I noticed the hand that had been fingering me now wrapped around his hard shaft "fuck you made me hard just watching you like that," he groans his hand working hard as he jerked himself off over my naked body I blushed but batted his hand away

"That's a job for your wife Jojen" I smirked stroking my pussy which he only smirked at

"Ummm yes it is sweetie" he growled biting his lip before pushing as deep inside me as he could "fuck! More.."

"What?" I gasped feeling him once again fill me up with his shaft

"More" he growled wrapping my legs around his waist "I want you sweetie. Now" he demanded grabbing my hips and thrusting so mercilessly that it was almost as if he found a new angle leaning down to leave hikes across my neck pounding my pussy so mercilessly that all I could do was scream he held my hips so hard my hips were actually completely off the bed the whole bed shaking as it banged repeatedly against the wall "yeah you like that, you like your husband fucking railing you"

"Uhhh yes! Jojen please!"

"Uuhhhh just a little longer sweetie please, I'm so close too" he groans moving a hand to rub on my clit which was enough to tip me over the edge sending me almost off the earth itself for my second orgasm he melted against me feeling me around him "uuuuuuuhhh! Fucking hell" he moans as only a few more thrusts later he pulled out and send his seed across my stomach before collapsing among the covers with me "okay… I wanna be inside you every time you do that"

"Really?"

"God yes" he gasps "Holy fuck your amazing"

"Thank you, my wonderful husband did very very good too" I smiled nuzzling up to him as we cuddled up against the bed

"Yeah? I did a good job for my first time?"

"A perfect job" I Cooed

"Well we have time to learn all the little secrets about each other" he smiled "and… what we each like" he smirked wrapping my leg around his hips and stroking my ass and thigh

"I think I can guess what you like Jojen"

"Humm can you now? Well, I know what you like too, sweetie" he smirked almost growling that last word and I couldn't help but blush and slightly squeeze my legs together "hummm" he chuckled "Again sweetie?" He whispered in my ear

I couldn't help but giggle "Later Jojen when we have some energy"

"Your right, I really am sorry for being a dick"

"It's alright you had your reasons, so long as things will be different now?"

"Of course, I promise" he Cooes kissing my nose making me giggle "You are such a little giggler it's so cute," he smiled "Hey what would you say to maybe… a couple days together just you and me?"

"I'd like that"

"And maybe we could move our rooms in together?" He suggested

"That sounds lovely Jojen"

"Umm I love you y/n"

"Aww I love you too Jojen" I smiled nuzzling close to him as we tucked the covers up around us

"Can I stay tonight?"

"Of course as long as you'd like"

We got cosy and snug cuddled up together comfortably  

#tbs #thomas brodie sangster #tbs smut #thomas sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #jojen reed #jojen reed imagine #game of thrones jojen reed #jojen #jojen smut #got jojen smut

[wtf-a-psychoanalysis]

Leosagi Buddy Daddy's au

*that one part where they're trying to sign up for a daycare in Usagi's world(idk) , Leo, Usagi and Jotaro are sitting down at the interview*

Daycare Lady: Ok the paperworks all here Mr. Hamato. And...

Jotaro: *Speaks up suddenly* Papa Leo is a ninja

Daycare Lady: *not taking it seriously* Oh really

Jotaro: Papa Usagi is a Samurai. They both have swords!

Daycare Lady: *jokingly* well if he's a samurai he need a signature from his Lord.

*Usagi visibly uncomfortable*

Leo: Ok Jojo thats enough.

Jotaro: and they have guns!

Leo: You know kids these days have wild imaginations, *to Jotaro* Jojo thats only in video games.

Jotaro: *pointing at Leo* He asked Uncle Donnie to do a "forgery" and "bad business" so i can go to daycare!

Leo: *grabs Usagi and Jotaro* Ok thats enough! Pleasure doing business with you but we have to explore other options

*they rush out the door*

#leosagi #tmnt #rottmnt #any Usagi but mostly elements of Miyamoto Usagi #miyamoto usagi #yuichi usagi #usagi yojimbo #katanashipping #buddy daddies #miyamoto jotaro #usagi Jotaro #modern au #in Usagi's world at least #leoichi #if you want #rise leo #2003 leosagi #tmnt 2003 #can also apply #buddy daddies spoilers #buddydaddies au

[back-on-my-autistic-bullshit]

Join me as I go feral about klance + Dear Arkansas Daughter by Lady Lamb at 4/5am

Ok. OKAY.

The first three lines are just:

Take a swim in the water / Take a swim in the water / Dear Arkansas Daughter

I have nothing special to say about this except that Lance and water are interconnected in my brain, unsurprisingly. I mean he pilots the blue lion so it just makes sense yk yk

You with the dark curls, you with the watercolour eyes / You who bares your teeth with every smile

This one is SO obvious but. Dark curls = Keith and watercolour eyes is Lance

Bares your teeth with every smile FEELS like Keith too. He's smiling and supposed to be friendly but is still coming off as idk like ??? Standoffish or argumentative anyway!

He says "I can always hear you sing, I wanna hear you speak to me"

This HITS. Imagining this as Keith begging Lance to just TALK to him to tell him how he FEELS because Lance is used to concealing how he feels with jokes. UGH

Skipping a line or two bc I don't have thoughts about those

I was talking at a cigarette / There's nothing left to say / But he should have been there anyway / For I didn't sing a single song, all day

This is about when Keith goes to the blade of marmora and leaves voltron ok ok. Like. Lance misses him. He misses talking to him and he doesn't know what to say when Keith isn't there, his jokes feel hollow now because he isn't there I. Am foaming at the mouth

As my love for you dies / As my love for you dies / As my love for you is steadily dying

Lance and Keith pushing down their love for each other and suppressing ("killing") it as they're separated and IDK IDK is this anything

As sharp and serious as a pistol in the eye

Something something Lance uses a gun and he is the sharpshooter and has good aim. Yeah thats all

My heart is full of swords / Full of, full of swords

This is kinda silly but it reminds me of the three of swords tarot card which has swords impaling a heart. This card also symbolises like, separation, grief, sorrow and heartbreak so!

Once again about Keith leaving to join the blade of the marmora they're both heartbroken and hurting!!!!!

Tie my hands and I knock my knees / As I kneel down, I kneel down in the sea / To the ocean floor, I will sink / Like a steel chest full of weapons

Once again !!! Water + Lance! Interconnected to me

"I will sink" makes me think he's like... giving up hope of Keith EVER coming back and they're relationship being the same again

"Like a steel chest full of weapons" this just goes back to the swords in the heart line and I think thats cool, yeah thats it

And on the spine of the tide, you will rise / Like a red, ripe, red, ripe apple

This one is embarrassingly simple but red = Keith lmao

The "red apple" (Keith) "floating on" (coming back to) "the tide" (Lance)

It feels like hope

ALSO. It reminds me of how oil floats on water and they don't ever truly combine but instead simply like.... co-exist in the same space. Idk dude I'm so tired and having so many thoughts

Take a swim in the dirty water / Dear Arkansas Daughter / Take a swim in the dirty water

Dirty water!!!! Foams at the mouth. This calls back to the start of the song but it's dirty now which links back to my previous thought of oil + water (the metaphor being keith is oil and lance is water btw)

Because water with oil in it is like dirty I guess

And the whole take a swim thing is Lance embracing Keith back into his life

Darling, child, true love of mine

Idk. True love of mine. Feels self explanatory

True love <3 they admit their feelings to each other and are happy. The End

The demons took over, and I needed to get this out of my system I would apologise but then again this is literally what this tumblr account is for so. Yeah hope you enjoyed that word vomit

#vld #voltron #voltron legendary defender #keith kogane #lance mcclain #vld keith #vld lance #klance #vld klance #v's thoughts #but maybe? #original content things #??? #does this count as #character analysis

[yermes]

PAC 🍸:

I spent all day looming with 2% brain capacity. Literally just unwell gloomy tired. I was sitting feeling everything spiral away from me as I do my shitty ass chores and contemplating my current predicament. Anyways turns out my mid day spiral was because I was HANGRY. But anyways I have been looking into feminine aspects in relation to shadow work here are some ways divine femininity manifests within us.

Pick a meme

Pick up a card

King of cups (reversed) 🦟

Prince of the Chariot of waters, air aspect of water, 20° Libra to 20° Scorpio, Tiphareth, Vau

Artistically untrustworthy or so one may say. This card brings a type of intensity that the girlies don’t really like. But thats fine. As they baddies say and as one of the only universal laws I resonate with the most: as above so below. While the divine feminine aspect that may pertain to yourself may seem “undesirable” those aspects are just as deserving of love as the undesirable aspects. Just as there is a place for good there is also a place for evil. If you can even call those things that. Do not classify yourself as good or bad just simply be.

Eight of wands (reversed) 🕷️

Lord of Swiftness, Mercury in Sagittarius, 1°–10°. Angels Nithahiah and Haayah, Hod

You are claiming something in a clear yet sly way. The high mercury representation represents the swift cunning acts of the god and his desire to lie cheat and steal to get what he wants. AGAIN while this may seem as if it is manifesting in a “undesirable” way yet it needs to be embraced as much as the desirable ones. These cards are fr just saying is all y’all know is: McDonalds, Charge they phone, twerk, be bisexual, eat hotchip and lie.

Knight of cups 🦂

21° Aquarius 20° Pisces, Fire in the waters of Briah, Chokmah

The contrast in the balance which brings a type of instability to shift from extreme to extreme. While the warm waters may be exciting and inviting. Like a nice warm healing spring. It can also boil. This card represents how it can manifest in both extremes and be a healing agent and also a extreme force of nature.

Ruin 🪰

Sun 3. Gemini, Malkuth through air, ten of swords

I love this card because EVERY BAD BITCH I KNOW HAS READ THE PASSION ACCORDING TO CIXIOUS. Basically I see this card as genesis and how due to divine femininity human beings we’re actually able to gain divine consciousness. Yes I get the argument you need all sides but genesis itself is a representation of how femininity brought divinity and human consciousness. Also note how most deities of magic are usually depicted as women. This card represents when human intellect takes a final step. Bite that apple sezy lady. While with the nine of cups in the back fighting brings destruction. However with the sun above we are able to see that we can reach a beginning yet again and start that cycle yet again. Embrace that divinity queen save some for the rest of us.

#suitlifeofgerm #askgerm #pick a card #daily card #pick a picture #magic #shadow work #pac #tarotoftheday #cartomancy #divination #im so so sleepy #please send thots and prayers i am laying in bed like a sickly victorian child

[fourtyfourcatss]

୨⎯ "for @immagirlfailure " ⎯୧

✑ from what i’ve read from you, you seem like the type who wants to fit in for your securities but you also have the want to be out of the ordinary — so you show this in more inconspicuous ways. i can tell you want to make good impressions on people too. in no way am i judging you of course! this helps with my matchups. alongside all of that, and the information you have sent me, these are who I have picked for you!

GINTAMA ✑ TATSUMA SAKAMOTO

✑ this man right here will make you feel so special, and so right to yourself. he’s the type of person who sees you at your worst and most vulnerable — and the first thing he does is wind his arms around you and whispering tenderly into your ear, “are you ok, love?” and he rubs your arms and embraces you whole for who you are truly. he’s compassionate, extremely so, even though its hidden behind many of his other words and actions. thats why, i think he will be able to nestle deep into your heart and let you release your laughs <3

✑ tatsuma is very goofy and silly yes, he wants to enjoy life and what it has to offer with you by his side, the air around the two of you light but affectionate. but he is also he thinks you are truly someone endearing, someone worth the endearments. if you choose to stay on earth, it would sadden him greatly to not have you be at his side, but like the gentleman he is, he sees you off with a brave face and kisses at your hands and temple (and lips but sometimes hes so clingy with you that mutsu has to drag him before kiss 😞)

✑ he dresses up as a fucking penguin for halloween

✑ slowdancing at night with your voice as the music. it feels idyllic as he grasps your waist and the two of you sway to the music. sometimes it would be traditional western ballroom dancing for romanticism, and diluted movements so he can look at you. his gaze is very intense and tender during this time, his hold heavy, and you really start to think, “is he really not in condition to hold a sword?” from how he grasps your waist. he is one of the joui four. he’ll sweep you away with his words and expressions on his every action.

✑ as a trading company, politics and mingling is very important! he will be counting on your assistance, since you seem well versed with banquets and the like.

✑ if you do go with him, you share a large bedroom with him and your own private study for reading. he’ll stock you with all you need and more ❤︎₊ ⊹

TWST ✑ JADE LEECH

✑ eccentric? jade is a man well abled dealing with whatever ails you; be it physical or whatnot. he is very intrigued by your tastes and attitude, making a point to tap you on the shoulder and peering down at you. he’s too fucking tall compared to you, and delights in lightly teasing you regarding it since you made a point to bring it up. you trying to make this happen constantly or something? 😭 floyd talks enough with that constant reminder of shrimpy! almost nobody believes you when you tell them this courteous man likes to poke fun of you sometimes. he’s a very observant man you see; he sees right through you many times before you get a word in. he’s going to play dumb subtly and take advantage of your denseness at first, playing you off as a lady who has been raised in a well off family with a refined culture yet with a naivety that comes with being dense itself. ah, he finds it very interesting indeed! but as he warms up to you, the more tangled he is without even noticing. the definition of stepping onto your own trap, what a doofus he is sometimes

✑ penguins are very cute creatures yes, but did you know….moray eels are cooler?

✑ he gives you food when you visit the mostro lounge - discounted. even later on in your relationship he still makes you pay, though a very small amount. money needs to be earned and you are a customer all the same if you go to the lounge! however if you go to his dorm, that is another story. and then he brings you gifts and the like visiting your dorm, every date with a fresh banquet of flowers in his hands, and some tuna for grimm! despite that, he really, really isnt that good with animals. its the one thing he’s never been good at. is it because his hands are too rough when petting? or his eyes are too much like a predators? you’ll have to show him the right way to go about animal care

✑ procrastination? we cannot have this here. jade will show you The Way of efficiency while you can feel like you are flourishing - he’ll convince and give you the motivation that is needed to complete whatever matter you must. if help is needed, he would be of assistance!

ONMYOJI ✑ KIDOUMARU

✑ you are normal compared to this fucker right here. kidoumaru demonstrates to you how romantic genetics apparently passes down from father to son with how he acts around you. not a single day of rest comes by with this guy around, suddenly appearing from the shadows behind you and talking directly into your ears. life will never be boring with him around you for sure - your blend of optimism and realism is something that isnt easy to see in humans, and it fascinates him greatly.

✑ you can fix this man in particular. your relationship does not start off romantic in any sense at all - he probably kidnapped you whilst looking for something to entertain himself with and chose the human who had the most interesting gaze at the moment. thats you. he has this sadistic feeling knowing he’s stealing you away from your family, but at the same time, he can see that you are a person who seeks happiness - chasing it with a fervent that makes him smile. wait, smile?

✑ kidoumaru cannot see himself around someone gloomy or silently pained all the time — thats why someone vibrant like you is perfect for his company. many times he will internally fall into some solemn mood, and he lets himself rely on you for feeling more upbeat.

✑ he has a growing interest in zoology after learning your likes for it — more likely he digs fun facts out of you for them. especially if they are grotesque or weird or vulgar in some way, he particularly enjoys those. he never held much interest in worldly things, but you are the start of his further deepening interest in them.

✑ it will be hard being in a relationship with him. i do not think he would his deny adoration for you, no, quite the opposite. he falls into it headfirst out of curiosity, and is prepared to accept the consequences whatever it may be. hes not like other demons.

✑ picnics, lots and lots of them. just sitting under a tree in the evening, spring wind brushing the trees and sitting together.

[a/n]: i hope you enjoyed these matchups!! ive given you a lot of sadistic men, i hope youre fine with that. even read the descriptions and asks over and over while writing to get better ideas lol. i appreciate this exchange and i cant wait for mine!

#gintama #gintama x reader #sakamoto tatsuma #twst matchup #twst wonderland #jade leech #jade leech x reader #onmyoji #onmyoji x reader #kidomaru

[onepiecegirlypop]

LESSON: LUFFY IS EXTREMLY JEALOUS

" Luffy you can come out of time out now" I say stretching back. He pouts but walks towards me. "How come I had to stay in timeout longer!" He stomps his feet. "Because you tried to kill Zoro" I roll my eyes. "But he was flirting-" "HES MY BROTHER!" I scream. thats messed up. "Oh.'' I laugh a little bit. "You are chaotic" He lays down on top of me. I run my fingers through his hair. He smiles up at me, "You look like Zoro" He says, hugging me closer. I smile. "Actually, he looks like me, I'm his older sister" ` "Woah. Are you stronger?" He says, sitting up. "Duh." I laugh a little. sure my brother was strong but I'm way stronger. Luffy stares at me blanky. "I want meat" I sigh and take some beef jerky out of my pocket. Sanji walks past us. "Hello fine lady!" He says, bowing. I roll my eyes and mouth the words DON'T GET LUFFY STARTED. I JUST CALMED HIM DOWN Sanji ignores me and continues to be a "gentleman" I roll my eyes. Knock it off please! UGH Luffy doesn't notice, still chewing on meat. I have at least a few seconds before Luffy noticed. Sanji keeps flirting like a idiot. "Sanji stop!" I whisper. "Well I'm very sorry ma'am! I was just trying to be a gentleman!" He says, turning around like I was being rude! I wipe the sweat from my forehead. That was a close call- "Hey Y/N!" Zoro comes out from the shower room. My life sucks. I shake my head at Zoro slowly. Luffy finishes his meat and slowly realizes who is standing there. "Luffy. He is my brother." I whisper. Luffy slowly turns his head towards Zoro. "GOMU GOMU" I jump up and grab Luffy. "Luffy! knock it off!" I try to hold him down, but he struggles. "Knock it off!" I take out both of my knifes. "Listen. Stop fighting my brother!" I just need to disable him i just need to disable him don't hurt him don't hurt him! Luffy just keeps stretching his hand back. There is no way Zoro can take that big of a punch! Luffy must be brain dead! he is my brother! "NO PISTOL!" the world went into slow motion. I don't know why I didn't just pull Zoro away but I was stupid instead. I made a last minute choice and jumped in front of Zoro. It would have gone three ways if i didn't have. Zoro would have gotten punched and killed, or Zoro would use his swords and kill Luffy. Or I could have just pulled Zoro out of the way, and everything would be fine. So much for me being smart, cause I took option 4 instead of 3. I jumped in front of Zoro, which made both of them feel bad and guilty. I get a very VERY strong punch in the head. I saw a look of shock on both of their faces when I go flying. I go flying through the wall. Two walls exactly, then break through the rail, and fly off the ship. SPLASH I land in the water. I was droning. nice. I sink to the bottom faster and faster. Or at least it felt like it. I didn't even get the chance to take a deep breath before splashing into the ocean, that hit had so much blunt force I couldn't breath in the first place. I don't know how much longer I can go without breathing. The only thing I can think of is how down right angry Chopper will be :( and if Zoro and Luffy won't be friends anymore. I won't let that happen. Its my fault! I ruined there friendship and Its my fault. I need to think happy thoughts if I don't want to die. I think of Luffy and Zoro when he was a kid. I think of all the funny things me and Nami have talked about, I thought of mom and dad before they died. But none of that mattered. Because I was already dead. no stop thinking about death! I'm not afraid of death. I'M NOT AFRAID! But I can't hold my breath anymore. The last thing I see before I die, is Zoro diving into the water after me.

#one piece #luffy x reader #luffy

[yahoodarling]

YAHOOOOOO!!!!~

I love the kind of dark content you do, not overly sexual (ookay thats a lie but it doesnt FEEL forced) and has good plot to it!!!! Could i request an abused and yandere Scaramouch and a reader that helps him?

Mwha Mwha! Kisses for you haha. Thanks for the kind words, i enjoy Dark Content plot more than sex most of the time. Hope this satisfies you. Made it a modern au to fit so it doesnt contrast genshin lore hehe

AbusedYandereScaramouch X ProtectorReader(GN) Modern AU

Warnings:DARK CONTENT, age gap (scara age 8 reader age 21 first half, scara age 18 reader age 31second half), murder, violence, descriptives of blood, child abuse, implied sexual assult, mental instability, yandere themes

Note:Child Scara looked after random/made up parents, NOT DEPICTED AS EI

Of course as any sane and rational being, I don't promote this stuff. If you are romanticizing the abuse of children get the FUCK out. I'm a teacher, surrounded by kids and I hear these things happen and it's fucking disgusting.

He just wanted to read the book, it wasn't a big deal. The cover was so pretty, a secret garden full of flowers and moss with a kind looking prince. The kind lady said he could have it… HE can HAVE it! He didn't ask for it or steal it or anything! He doesn't deserve to be reprimanded!

“This shitty child out begging for freebies. What?! We don't give you enough?!” the man yelled. That's all he is, ‘The man’. Not his father, just the horrid, foul smelling man that made his life a nightmare and next to him stood the witch of a lady he'd never felt to be his mother. 

“(*****), I think he should be a little more grateful and stop embarrassing us. He is already an embarrassment.”

Scara knew the lady wanted a daughter, one to braid hair and play with dresses, not a son like him, she forced him to grow his hair out, to wear dresses, to reject anything masculine.

“No shit. Come here boy-” 

He should run, he should run far away, far away from these people but he couldnt, he was scared. He didnt know what life outside this small apartment would be like, it could be worse than this. Are all kids like him brought up like this? Then maybe he should just take it, everyone must do it for a reason even if it does hurt so much.

Still… he didnt want that man touching him anymore.

“OI! Brat!” Scara ran away from him, clutching the book in his arms, tears streaming down his face. All he wants is to be the Prince, to live in a pretty garden and practice sword fighting with a tree or find a fairy that will lead him to adventure, he didnt want to be a mistake, to live in a grumpy apartment and practice how to quieten sobs from the man or be lead to …

“Leave me alone! Please!” he begged, please can he just live that happy life, please can he just be happy.

‘You have to fight for it.’

“I just want to read a book!”

‘You have to fight for it.’

“All i want is to live!”

‘You have to kill for it.”

“Thats it!” The familiar yell and view of a hand passed his eyes and he braced for protection.

You open the door to your neighbors house, those screams were worth investigating. You hoped they weren't what you thought they were. Upon first sight of opening the front door there was red, so much red. On the floor, smudged on the walls, on furniture and surrounding the two figures lying motionless on the floor. Your eyes scanned to find a young kid, you had never seen them before, with long dark purple hair and clothes soaked red, in his hands he held a knife and wide unfocused eyes staring blankly at the wall. As much as you wanted to scream and run away, call help and leave you knew that would make the situation worse. Before you stood a young, mentally unstable kid who had just killed your neighbors. You never knew them much, they were secluded and kept to themselves but they didn't seem like bad people.

‘I hate this… i hate this so much…’

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You need to think about every word and action.

“My name is (first name)” you say, create a personal introduction so he feels safer to calm down rather than immediately bombard him with questions.

“What's your name?”

It took a while, the boy's chest seemed to heave up and down from rapid breath until he whispered out a faint, ‘Scaramouch’.

“I see, well Scaramouche your hands are very dirty, could you go wash them?” get the knife out his hands, don't be demanding as it may trigger him.

The boy still seemed in shock but he did as you asked, he walked to the nearby sink, put the knife down and began to wash his hands. You took a moment to collect yourself. To call the cops right away may trigger him so you'd have to wait a bit. You looked at the boy and saw bruises and marks litter his skin, your heart fell immediately. So this was a case of an outburst from the result of child abuse? That's the only thing you could assume to imagine your nice, though quiet, neighbors like that made you very unsettled.

“Done.” His voice was quiet and toneless.

“I see. Could I come in?” you ask, still standing from outside, he nodded but still looked down at the sink.

“Scaramouch, could you come here so we can talk?” you ask, a good few feet away from the door if you need to run but inside the house enough to be close to the boy already. He seemed reluctant at first, his face squeezing into different frowns before walking towards you and looking at your feet. Good, he left the knife.

“What's going through your mind right now?”

“You are going to phone the police, right? I'm gonna go to jail like the other filth.”

It kind of scared you he was thinking of that rather than about him being sad or emotional about killing his supposed parents. You have to tell the truth, lies won't help.

“Yes I will but it's different. You are a smart boy, I'm sure you know you won't go to an adult prison. I think you may have to see some doctors and live in a special home but it's nothing like an adult prison so it will be okay.”

He looked up to you with big eyes, eyes that seemed to question, ‘will it really be okay?’.

“It's alright, i will explain to the police, i know it's not all your fault. Do you want to hear me phone them?”

He didn't respond, he just walked to the wall, sat down back to you and seemed to just phaze out of consciousness. The reek of blood and nausea was starting to set in, the whole situation was starting to set in but the best you could do was stay calm.

You phoned up the police to report the crime, needing to be mindful of what you said and how you said it since Scaramouch could hear you. “Hello, yes, im here to report a murder. Two adults at this address. Yes, I know who the murderer is, they are here too, its a child, maybe 6 or 7, he is stable for now. I believe this was an attempt of defense from child abuse, the child has signs of it all over. Okay, thank you.” you were told to be on alert, not like you weren't already, and to not approach the kid, though to see his huddled up form leaning on the wall like a lifeless doll tugged on your heart.

“Scaramouch, how are you feeling?”

“Sore”

“I can imagine.” … “May I sit here?” you ask, sitting a few feet away from him and he nodded.

It was quiet when all of a sudden the boy spoke up.

“Why do you speak like that? Don't all adults yell or talk harshly. Adults aren't supposed to sound… soft.” he frowned at his own sentence.

“Why can't adults be soft?”

“Cause they are mean and they do mean things and are angry all the time. It's my fault, I did something I wasn't supposed to and now I'm in this mess.”

This was his outlook… you really wished you had noticed what had been happening in this house sooner, maybe you could have saved him from some of this trauma.

“Scara, not all adults are like that. Most are nice and soft.”

“... Do they hug?”

You looked confused.

“One night I saw that man watching tv and saw two people hugging. That's normal?”

“Well yes, it is normal.”

“So I'm not normal?”

“Well, this house isn't normal but that doesnt mean you aren't. It will be okay.”

. . .

“Can I have a hug then, if it's normal?”

The question made fear spike through your spine, yes this was a kid but it was a kid that just killed two people. Of course you were hesitant but you were also stupidity emotional.

“Scara, can you promise me, on your most favorite thing, that you won't hurt me if I hug you?” You ask.

Scara looks around for a moment. “I promise on my book.”

You didn't understand the context but had to trust him.

“Scara! Well done!” You clapped for him as you left your car door and walked up to him, he graduated highschool and you two organized for him to stay the night and celebrate, it meant the world to him. Honestly, it surprised you how you were able to stay in contact. While he was a kid in hospital you visited a few times and when in the adoption home you'd message him and take him out for trips when you were free on weekends. He never did get adopted for some reason and now he'd be out in the world, he has told you he has a plan and not to worry about him but you still do. One thing that was hard to grow out of was seeing him in a safe limelight, for a while every time you saw him you reimagined the bloody scene and his face but now you had grown accustomed to the older him. The past still haunted you but at least it was better for you two now.

You hold out your hand slowly, he takes it, and you gently pull him in slow step at a time till he is close by to which you hesitantly open your arms and hold the small boy in you. He hugged back and immediately fell into your seated lap. You two stayed like that until the police came. It was a big deal sorting through everything, explaining and making sure Scara stayed calm and in time, in a long long time you could comfortably say the scene was over. Court done, Scara in a specialty hospital for kids and you were back home but that house next door continued to sink your heart each time you saw it. You decided to move.

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“Thanks” he smiled softly and tugged on his sun hat a little, even though it was late afternoon and the sun was already setting.

You pulled your stuff out of the car and approached him, giving him a side hug with your open arm and then directing him to the door. He had been here many times, it was natural to have him over.

“So, shall we pop open a bottle or have dinner first? Haha” you laugh, putting your stuff down as Scara quietly closes the door and takes his hat off, messing around his short hair for a bit before letting it settle.

“Hmmm, dinner first, then drinks. We don't need to rush.”

It was late and quiet all in contrast to  scaramouches loud heart beat. He couldn't sleep, he never could when he slept over at your house. Honestly he didn't care about school, nearly everyone there was useless and boring but to see your happy face as you greet him, to see you celebrate HIM, for whatever reason, made his heart flutter. He wanted to be with you, be with you more often than you do already and more intimately than just hugs or shoulder pats. He closed his eyes for a second, imagining the life he wished to live, maybe one day he will grow the confidence to make it into a reality but for now he had to be patient and just enjoy what he could get. That's not to say he wasn't confident in getting what he wants, far from it, proved by how he stood up, bare feet padding on the floors towards your room. You were asleep, of course it was close to 2am. His light, his savior from the dark. He wanted to cherish you, worship you and just be with you.

“Then so be it!”

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He neared the bed and climbed on, leaning his head over to yours, he 'd hear your breaths and see even the smallest movement on your face. He leant down, meeting his lips with yours for a very soft kiss, one not to disturb you. With a quick light hug to your covered body he then stood up, neared the door and watched you from a good while before getting back to his room. He doesn't need to worry about the future, where he will stay or anything else if his future is with you, no matter the cost.

#yahooworks #genshin scaramouche #x gn reader #x male reader #x female reader #genshin x male reader #genshin x female reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin dark content #dark content #abuse mention

[sinnohsiblings]

There was a taste of Anxiety and Annoyance in the air as Galadriel stepped through the threshold door of her room and the rest of the palace. Why her father decided now of all times to throw one of his stupid snobby parties was beyond her. She turned to face Zephyr who walked out after her and adjusted his metal tie.

"Why did you decide shaping your sword into a tie was the best course of action? Wouldn't it be a bitch to get off if you needed it?" Galadriel smirked with a raised brow.

"Its a clip on. I may have to dress up for this event as your guest Gal, but even I'm not wearing an actual tie for you or Lord Abbadon," Zepher huffed "Besides it means if I needed its easily accessable incase things go to hell. And considering alcohol is involved, lets be honest, Lady Gloria and Lord Konai will be at eachothers throats."

"You are here as my guest not my body guard. Leave it to the rest of the legion who are acrually on duty today to handle them. Buuuuut......who do you think will take the first swing? Land or sea?"

"Why do you ask? Obviously Gloria. Gloria always swings first!"

The two chuckled as they made their way through the upper corridor past the Library where from the upper balcony they could see guests arriving. Galadriel eyeing her father from where he stood to greet his guests of honor.

"Presenting the Lord and Lady of the life cycle to the palace of Arkantus! Lord Xavier and Lady Yvette!" A meloetta's voice range through the entrance, and it continued to introduce guests as they arrived.

"Presenting the Lord and Lady of the dreamscape! Lord Casey and Lady Diva!"

"Galadriel you tooth pick bitch, how are ya?!" Diva called from the floor below as she ditched her brother to run up the stairs. Followed by Yvette who was not going to run in her heals or dress.

Galadriel noticed the eyeroll and pointed glare her father gave at the behavior, though he said nothing.

"Oh I'm marvelous outside of having to attend this stupid meet and greet. I plan to get so drunk they'll need a crane to move my ass back to my realm." Galadriel snickered.

Diva turned to look at Zephyr, "How bout you fairy man? How much you plan on drinking before we loose your lighweight ass to wine."

"Hmm well ive been properly hydrated and ate proper meals today so....i give it 3 glasses of wine before I'm tapped out."

"Thats more than the last party. You and Xavier could barely handle two!" Yvette chimed in.

"I've been working on my tolerance to drinks as a fairy type." He said with a slight wag of his tail while watching the guests arrive as the girls next to him gossiped.

"Presenting the Lords and Lady of the Earth, Sea and Sky! Lord Rayu, Lady Gloria, And Lord Konai!"

"Ooooo your father really did invite every god from our realm didnt he??" Diva sneered, "Better keep an aye on me guys cause Imma try and jump Gloria's bones!"

"You havent even had a drink yet and you're already acting like this?" Zephyr chuffed.

"I'm a simple woman Zephyr. I see a big muscular woman who could break me in half with her thighs and I cant help tell myself. Its called having taste not that you'd know, goodest boi!" Diva proclaimed rather loudly again earning Galadriel pointed eye contact from her father.

"Welp! I think we best get down to the party before father comes up here to strangle you, himself." Galadriel smiled and made her way down the stairs towards the event hall with her group in tow.

The group only paused when they heard the meloetta announce, "Presenting her Royal Elegance! The Guilded Moon, Mother of Creation, Lady Narcissia Arkansus!"

"Oh looks like your mother managed to get the night off and come over!" Yvette chimed as she saw Abbadon make his way over to his wife to kiss hello.

"Good she'll keep dad very busy which means we can have all the fun we want! He'll be two busy making up 300 years worth of built up affection to block the fun!" Galadriel exclaimed as they entered the dance hall where her brother and sister were both already convercing with guests.

"Lets just try and survive the night with no fights." Zephyr smirked.

THE CAST OF SINNOHSIBLINGS IS NOW FULLY AVAILABLE FOR BALL ASKS.

Diva and Yvette are also open for asks!

#sinsibgala #galadrielgiratina #zephyrzacian #abbadonarceus #narcissalunala #parisapalkia #dagondialga #yvetteyveltal #divadarkrai #cursedcrush

[thefandom-casserole]

Episode 52 Notes-

I say this everytime but god I’m so scared rn

I saw spoilers on discord 😭 

My headphones are still broken this sounds so weird

WTF

WHAT IS THIS INTRO

OMG

OMG

ITS HEROOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AYYYYYYYY

I LOVE HER SO MUCH

I love how it’s Taylor singing about Hero instead of Normal her literal brother 😭 

Taylor Fact: Taylor’s personal heaven would be hot soup not spaghetti

Just Italy and Asia have separate personal heavens 

He hasn’t had his coffee 

Linc Fact: Linc’s favorite dessert is applesauce 

Honestly same though. But only homemade 

Pork and applesauce is so good

Normal Fact: Normal still has four baby teeth in his mouth 

Scary Fact: One time Scary’s mom threatened to take her to a chiropractor for an attitude adjustment and now Scary has neck pain 

Anthony Fact: THIS MIGHT BE THE LAST EPSIODE

I know this one isn’t

But still

Oh god

THE TWIZZLERS OMG

AVHAHAHAHAHAHAGE

Mercedes can’t kill him fuckkkkkkk

Taylors character arc 😭 omg

Hermie Scampler omg I feel like that hit more than just Dood

Oh no Willy left 

Normal Style

What was that voice from Beth 😭 😭 

Spanish speaking Normal!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Autistic Linc strikes again

I love Linc so much omg

LINC DID THE SOCCER THING

WHERE HE FAKES

JMAGAHAHHAHA

SPORTS HUMOR

Hero!!!!!!-):$&:&/$:

God I love hero

ARE YOU MOCKING ME WILL?

I said that to my friend Wil today actually

HEROOOOO

My favorite bit is Taylor and Hero omg

LET HIM PASS PLEASE PELAEE

A NAT ONE 

OMG

THATS FANATASTIC

HE BROKE THE SWORD

NOOOOOOOOO

The dnd experience of not being able to open a door

Hero and Normal love each a hahsjsnansndjd

Persuasion YES

SCARY

SHES NKT MISERABLE ANYMORE

“With the power of love and friendship we’ll save the world!” << Normal’s 24 persuasion roll

Nat one for Dood :cccccccc

DOOD WORSHIPS THEM

OMG ITS SO SWEET

ITS WHOLE SPEECH WAS SO GOOD

“It’s like what my dad says. When life gives you apples, you’ve gotta make applesauce”

It’s actually crazy how much I love applesauce. Especially with cinnamon. Yummmmmmmmm

GROUO HUY

Wait just found a post about kfc im intrigued wtf

Back to the topic at hand oop

WAIT WAIT WHAT

A DIMENSIOM KF

Chaos and darkness, confusion and love, fear and anger

:ccccc soemthing something that correlates to the teens and of course that’s where they go. of course. 

“I know you can do this. I think you all are gonna be alright”

THIS JS MY THIRTEENTH REASON OMG OMG OMG

THIS IS MY WHITE WHALE

JESUS CHRIST

OMG OMG

THEY DUD THE THING

SAVE ME S1 SONG REFERENCES IN S2 SAVE ME

And a fucking ad ong omg

Ayyyy Willy can’t travel through realms now that’s good that’s good

“LINC what do you mean we don’t need you”

And that ladies and gentlemen is Scary, 52 episodes in. Beth May you’re a fucking genius. HER ARC WAS SO AHAHAHAHABAHBAJAHABZBBB

I’m unwell

Linc I love him so much omg. 

His soccer special interest makes me so happy. 

Linc is me fr I love him so much 😭 

TWO TIME TRAVEKING LESBIANSNSNAHAHANSJAHA

I SCREAMED 

I SCREAMED

AHHANSNABABAHS

JANE AND LIZZY

I love them so much :>>>>>>>

Immortal combat I loved that

Linc always carries a ball pump Jesus

Linc also hasn’t lost his baby teeth

NORMLINC I DONT KNWO THEIR SHIP NAME

Dolphin diver Linc

Darryl learned a lot!!!!!!! I love Darryl ong

PAEDEN

OAEDEN MABAGAHAHAGAG HAS SVGEGSFSHAHSHHAHAHHSHSHHSHAGSHAHAHSHGAGWGEHSHSHSBSHSHBSBSHSHAHAGSHAAHSHSHHSHSJSJSJSJSJJSJSBDHSJSJAHDHSAHSJSJSSVSHJSVAVSVSVVSAVV

PARDNE IN AGAHSHBSBS SBAHGABSHHSSSGHAHAHEGWWGGS

HES IN s2

I can’t breath

HAHAHAAGGSVSGVSVSVVSV

HAHAHAGSGSGGSGSGSGEGGWGWGGWGWGWGGWGGWGW

JM LOSOIMF IT

For how little that was

I replayed it so many times

Go teens!!!!!!!!!!

BETH

LINC vs Freddie’s dad who’d win

IS CHUG GONNA BE LJKE DOUG

HOLY SHIT

CHUG THE ACCIUNTANT

DOUG THE INTERNE

What a dumb name WILL

My Wil (you know who you are scuttles) if you see this know I’m looking at you. Defense is going down. Way to win rock paper scissors loser /aff

Willy Wonka and the Unknownnnnn

They

They forgot about Hermie

Again

Omg

I’m gonna lose it

They brought Hermie back

And forgot about him

This is fucking hilarious 

They forgot about Hermie 

Ayyy Hermie is back again

Jesus

Hermie can’t pretend to be water Jesus 

Hot glue normal strikes again!!!

Teeny!!!!!!!!!!!

Taylor and Normal arts and crafts duo!!!!!!!!!

Chuggs talks like me in real life actually

Gee whilikers 

Chugs the real life warrior

ROGUE IS SCARY’S FAMILIAR

FALCOR THE DOGGAGGAGABABABABABBABABAHSBAHAHAHAGAHA

Scary’s kinda scared of dogs!!! Just like me fr!!!

Swiftli crumbsbsbbabahahahahs

“Little less attitude”

Hermie!!!!!!

Hermie as Taylorrrrrrrrrrr

THEYRE COUSINS

ISH

NORMAL

NORMAL

SCARY’S BIO DAD SHIT MAN

FAIRYTALE

OMG

Jesus Christ

Taylor is gonna go insane if Willy kills Cassandra

HE WILL LOSE HIS MIND IF WILLY KILLS CASSANDRA

WILLY LLEASE KILL CASSANDRA

RABECCA

OG MY GOD

Finale next episode

I’m gonna sob

#Dndads s2 #dndads spoilers #dungeons and daddies

[thebatbites]

i want more laurance thoughts pretty please

OKAY BUT YOU ASKED FOR IT

My thoughts on Laurence Zvhal

soft warning for aaron slander. im not really slandering him im just sharing my conspiracy theories. ALSO THIS BITCH IS LONGGGG AND THERES SO MUCH RAMBLIGN GOD HELP

god i love him so bad... thats the main thing i wanna get cleared up right the fuck away. i love him SOSO bad and i think jesson uses him completely inappropiately and im stealing him. okay? hes my oc now.

this is also a warning, i havent refreshed completely with my mcd knowledge and mystreet is more fresh in my mind so if i say something wrong about a plot point be nice to me im doing my best im a little guy with a dissociative disorder so i forget shit

aaalllrighty where the hell do i begin?

okay so first off, right off the bat: when he got back from the nether in mcd, he should've been blind. because

disability representation. blindness isnt something that can just be cured unless you get touched by jesus christ himself (im not religious but i think thats in the bible lol) and it something that impacts millions of people on the daily. exposing that to young kids can introduce them to the fact that not everybody is just like them and that people come in many different shapes and sizes. and it ofc helps anyone who happens to be blind have a chracter to relate to and project on.

do YOU KNOW HOW COOL IT WOULD BE FOR A BLIND KNIGHT? like fighting is a very visual skill for the most part you need to see your opponents sword to properly dodge it or you are good and truly fucked. so taking something integral to fighting and ripping it away gives another great chance for character development as well as some really sick ass scenes where laurence goes all toph and uses his senses that are now firing at all cylinders and kicks total ass

ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST!! like. laurence is a very visual guy, right? he sees pretty ladies to flirt with, he's a knight, he cares about his looks. so now he has all of that pretty much ripped away from him in an instant. what the fuck is he supposed to do? he flounders. hes a shell of his former self, in a way. like hes still there, hes still alive, but is he even laurence anymore? its something he has to learn to embrace and come to terms with. the main cast could also be super encouraging for him and basically is like "hey dude youre still the same fuckin awesome guy and you can still do all these fucking awesome things you just gotta learn how to do it again"

itd make for some cool relationship building between him and garroth or him and zoey or him and aphmau or even like him and cadenza. it gives him external relationships outside of just aphmau's love interest

JESUS FUCK I YAPPED A LOT ABOUT LAURENCE BEING BLIND OKAY

i think giving laurence (in both mcd and mystreet) jealousy/possessiveness issues is lame and a total turn off. like its such a gross thing to tell to kids, no? like "hey kids if you love someone they are ENTITLED to love you back and they CANT be in love with someone else"

obviously this behavior is still shut down but still... like why include it? especially because, prior to him falling in love, he seemed to be just a completely chill dude who only gets angry if he needs to. but suddenly hes mass slaughtering people at weddings (mcd), stalking his love interest because he saw her talking with another guy (mystreet), giving aphmau the cold shoulder because she is either indecisive or loses interest in him (this goes in both series i believe)

like it just gives you such an ick and obviously i know why they did this. i will say this until the day they put me in the damn ground its because of motherfucking aaron becoming a love interest. i have zero issues with aaron as a character and i even like him as a character (i have redeemed myself. i used to hate him) but as a love interest i think hes the worst thing to happen to every series because he just simply destroys any male character who had the potential to be shipped with aphmau which was all of them

were moving to mystreet here because mystreet is the best and most glaring example of this because mystreet was after they had decided to make aarmau canon in mcd and you can tell because of the way they set up laurence and garroth.

lemme explain and yes i know this is deviating from strictly laurence a tad but stay with me

im not going to use pdh because pdh was written after mystreet based off of the fact that for some reason travis doesnt know aphmau???? despite them being best friends in pdh??? WHATEVER WHWATEVER NOT THE POINT OKAY. were also going to completely disregard the undercurrent of grooming for aarmau and were going to pretend like this relationship is normal and not at all weird. okay? okay.

so from the moment you first meet laurence and garroth, you can tell their vibes are off. theyre openly hostile with each other (even if its playful theyre still "competeing" for her), theyre trying to shove each other out of the way. it makes them seem unlikeable. every time theyre on screen theyre talking to her or about her (often times planning on stalking her or getting irrationally jealous because they heard something through the grapevine) and it just turns the viewer off. if youre a first time viewer without any preconcieved notions of these character you're thinking "wow thats creepy. why would she stay friends with them? why would she bother sticking around her if all they want is a relationship out of her and not a genuine friendship?" and if you happened to watch mcd first youre thinking "wow is this how theyre really like? wow i dont like them at all anymore" and then you go to mcd and see their worst traits being ramped up and amplified to make them even more unlikable

and then you see aaron

in mcd hes a silent protector. hes always by aphmau's side. hes her one true loyal knight even when she does something he doesnt like. they understand eachother in ways that laurence and garroth just dont

in mystreet hes her guard dog. hes always there to step in when shes uncomfortable. hes her secret best friend her home away from home. he makes her feel loved in such a way that laurence garroth never could since theyve only ever cared about her superficially and not in any way that really, truly mattered

it makes the audience cling to him. it makes them think "well fuck why did the other guys even try hes obviously perfect for her" it blinds them of any other potential option because jesson just didnt give any other opportunity to shine through.

and thats fine. thats completely fine they can do whatever the hell they want to with their series because as one creative to another sometimes you just gotta make your bed and lie in it knowing that not every bitch out there is going to like every creative decision you make.

as a viewer it just.... it just makes you feel dissatisfied. leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, especially given the fact that in mcd you were basically told "these are your two options for love interests" and then a third love interest swoops in seemingly out of nowhere, gets her pregnant, and then he fucking dies.

in mystreet it just like... ugh. i dont know. i guess i feel happy for them because i can see their development. but like me personally i cant really feel shit for ms aarmau simply because of pdh and the FUCKING WEIRDNESS OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP

sorry this, once again, turned into a rant about how aaron's introduction as a love interest fucking ruined everything (my words, not anyone elses)

to sum up this long, long, long post my thoughts on laurence are as follows: i think hes written very poorly in mystreet and severely mishandled in mcd. i think that he had the potential to be very interesting in both series if used properly and he couldve had more intersting things happen to him in terms of the love interest department.

i think hes a character that gets the a lot of the character assassination tirade that jesson went on and i wish we got to see more of him but unfortunately we never will since you know his va left.

but most importantly:

hes my pookie wookie booboo bear and i love him so bad and im going to shake him and bite him and rip him to shred

well... i hope you got what you wanted. i have emptied all of my thoughts about laurence

#laurence zvhal #aphmau laurence #laurmau #aphverse #aphmau #mystreet #aphblr #aphmau mystreet #aphblur #aphmau mcd #mcd #minecraft diaries #mcd laurence #ms laurence #zerotalks #zerobehindthescreen #zerogetsasked

[agomeangelcat]

For your record of ragnork, how would the fighters react from both sides react to Jeanne winning? Also what would be some memorable interactions between her and the gods?

TW: lil violence.

Context: The God Joan faced compared her to his daughters, and asked her to smile before killing him, but before he could say the phrase Jaon just decapitated him.

Some of the Gods:

Zeus didn't expect a woman in battle, but he was acting as perverted as he was throughout the fight, and when Joan decapitated her opponent, he just stopped like: oh...shit.

Shiva didn't know whether to be angry or impressed that out of all the fighters, it was an almost completely fair fight using only swords, something like fencing. And seeing God being beheaded...it wasn't a pretty scene.

Loki just blinked with a smile, in disbelief, it was the death of a God more grotesque even if simple.

Thor, surprised that Joan can lift such a large sword, let alone kick the sword.

Buddah let out a loud "HA" because he knows that a woman killed in fire would show nothing less than fury in battle goes "What a woman!".

Hermes wonders if the warrior woman would be able to stop him, the idea of ​​her being able to keep up with him makes him curious.

Beelzebub, Simp mode on, as soon as Joan took the crucifix off her neck, Beelzebub was bright-eyed throughout the fight.

Ares was surprised by Joan's knowledge of fighting and fury, seeing her great soldier spirit, equaling that of a knightly muse.

Some of the Humans:

Sasaki, woman who can break him in half? he's in, Sasaki won't admit it but seeing Joan fight sparked something in the old samurai.

Leonidas, he's a gentleman, he just got on cheerleader mode loudly, he's proud of human women, he needs to talk to her.

Tesla, would like to have science class time with Jaon...literally to compare ancient and modern science through the eyes of someone like her.

Jack, thought a fair fight and lady, a fair lady for sure.

Interactions that would be very "Wow thats so cool":

Joan and Beelzebub would probably be "partners", I imagine something like the panels of One Punch man, Genos and Tatsumi (I don't ship them but the arts are good).

Joan being held like a cat wanting to show how badass she is, and Buddah says " Set fire to them Joan!” when she tries nothing comes out and she just says "I can't do it on command!" and Buddah goes: "She can't do it on command!"

Joan and Nostradamus are friends and he is the only one who can touch her without the armor...Apollo trying with all his might to touch her without the armor.

Imagine Joan enjoying the pampering of the modern world after suffering so much, she is full and beautiful in a white summer dress shopping, a reference to the intro of the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's and Buddah is just the one who crosses her way.

#Ror #record of ragnarok x oc #shuumatsu no valkyrie #original character #I talk too much #bad english #anon <3