I'm in the mood for another philosophical Nedcat discussion, so @ladycatofwinterfell how do we think it went the first time they did it after the rebellion? Was Ned at some point like "hey we gotta have more children" or did Cat invite him to her room?
In my opinion it was probably Cat that told him he could come to her at night, though it probably happened a long time after the war ended. I think Ned was probably too scared to push her into doing anything because he felt bad for what he did to her with Jon. And because we like some angst: Cat was hurt that even though it was their duty he never wanted to do it with her because she thought he was thinking of Jon's mother or doing it with other women.
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Man, I'm thinking about the Cult of the Tree and the Taken/people they have to kill again after they emerge from the lake and those who turn. Like, I guess many of the victims are locals or tourists. People they know, people they worked with, were friends with, family and partners, etc. Maybe good friends that suddenly went missing for weeks, months, years and then suddenly pop back up as monsters. Fucks me up thinking about it. Just the emotional and mental damage you'd get from that. And it keeps happening, over and over. I wonder if they feel any dread each time they get a signal.
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They (Who) See (Are) Her (You)
Content: Agnst (No one is safe), two uses of the f-word
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Soon you fell back into a routine
One that was familiar
Yet so different.
You still sat between Mammon and Beelzubub during meals,
but now all the vacants seats were finally taken.
Leviathan had made the effort to join
And…
Belphegor
Sat on the other side of Beelzubub.
Just barely outside of your peripheral.
Floating between snoozing and mumbling.
You hated that.
You hated him.
You hated all of them.
Especially Diavolo.
He knew exactly what he was doing when he brought you down here.
Fix the brothers' relationships.
By becoming their sister.
Soon your name was replaced with Lilith’s
Lilith, Lil, Lili, Sis, Sister
You were not Lilith.
You were not Lil.
You were not Lili.
You were not Sis.
You were not Sister.
You were you.
But they couldn’t see that anymore.
And now,
when you catch yourself in the mirror.
You wonder who is it that’s staring back at you.
Is it you?
Or is it Lilith?
Was anything you did your own?
Or was it because of Lilith?
If you weren’t her descendant
would they even bother with you?
At this moment, you don’t really care.
Honestly, you wish they’d forget.
Forget about you.
Forget about Lilith.
For fucksake she’s been dead for centuries at this point.
Let her fucking rest.
Let you rest.
But you couldn’t
not when they clung to you like vanilla extract.
So sickly sweet to you.
So overbearing.
But they had to because…
You were Lilith after all.
Well...
You wanted this.
Anyhow, Happy belated Mini Waffle (my dog) Birthday/Heart Day!
Reminder that as of posting this, we're only 30ish followers away from the big 500! And I am offerings the fluffiest, softest event!
Gonna be so sweet that I'm gonna rot your teeth.
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I know it’s the poor relation in fanfic, but I read Mpreg. There. There you go, I said it. I like nearly everything in fanfic, no trope is off limits, and if your tags are followed by a Dead Dove warning I’m in there like a fucking truffle pig, but yeah. Mpreg.
But you know what I don’t see enough of in Mpreg? Most often Mpreg is treated as common place in the universe it’s set, but wouldn’t it be cool if it was actually really rare? Like, it’s known to happen, but fuck you’re going to be looked at and treated like a freak for it, you’re going to be othered for it in a big way.
The level of angst, the potential for hurt/comfort, I mean… it’s just fucking delicious, isn’t it?
Protective Steve Harrington going absolutely feral.
What, who said that?
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