#∘⡊ ❧ ˚⊹ alicent ⊹ — threads.

[bcrbleue]

❝ i have need of good counsel, and you never gave me less. ❞ said @wcrriorhearts's helaena.

alicent couldn't deny the small happiness that filled her heart with her daughter's words. it was mixed with surprise, eyes widening ever so slightly. helaena sought her out for advice, and it gave the woman hope that she was doing something right with her children. ❝ of course, dear. i'll do my best to help you. ❞ a gentle smile graced alicent's face before a tinge of worry pricked at her heart.

( hopefully, nothing was wrong... )

the woman nearly moved closer to the younger, but thought better of it and stayed where she was with clasped hands. with alicent's own mother, long gone, physical gestures of comfort were common and wanted. however, with helaena, she was learning that words would be better. instead, she gestured to two chairs adjacent to each other. there was a small, ornate, table in-between.

❝ would you like to sit with me and speak about it? ❞

[deathmaiidens]

"Do you like to play with dolls?" @perfectdcll for alice

It took a moment for Alice to respond to the younger girl and when she did, she only nodded her head very slowly.

"I make them too," she finally said after another moment's pause. "Or I used to, but they weren't pretty like your dolls. They were --" What could she really call them? Poppets? Little harbingers of death? Holders of lost souls? If that was true, she wondered what happened to them when they burned with the house.

"They were bad. I like yours better." Without even thinking, she grabbed one to try to steer the conversation, feel something in her hands that didn't come from that horrible house. It was only once she did that she realized she may have seemed covetous and gently put it back in its place. "Sorry..."

[bcrbleue]

the words weren't foreign to alicent's ears. 'father has never cared', they were words that some of her own children had said at some point. oh, she had wished that aegon would take that same statement and use it to fuel himself to be unlike his own father. but, he became worse in the end. at least viserys had been around when he was living. decaying and favoring one child over all the others, but around in some way. he was even there for his grandchildren more than his own son was.

knowing jaehaera wasn't wrong, alicent didn't deny the statement. she only held her granddaughter closer with a slight nod, more so a nod of understanding. looking at the young girl, she gave a warm smile. a small one, but it was there and genuine. ❝ it will be alright, sweetling. i cannot speak for your father, but i know that your mother loves you. as do i. ❞ she wanted to say that soon the war would be over, but alicent couldn't predict the future.

when jaehaera asked to stay, alicent was happy to oblige. she would feel more at ease with her granddaughter nearby, but sleep would still not come easily. that was a rare occurrence now. ❝ of course you can. it seems that little maelor has already managed to find sleep. ❞ her tone was almost envious, tired eyes looking down on the boy.

jaehaera understood that there was comfort in the belief that gods watched over them and took care of those who left prematurely. but to her it sounded like the fairy tales she was read at night time, comforting but not real. she had been raised in the belief of the seven, but somehow it never stuck. all the times she had spent at the sept in prayer, her mind had just wandered, until her mother or grandmother deemed it time to leave. now, more than ever, she almost wished to feel the same way they did about their gods, because mayhaps it would have lightened her heart in these dark times. instead, she was haunted by the million questions that no one wanted to answer.

it was almost a surprise that her grandmother at least tried to. it didn't truly explain much of the conflict they had been forced into as aegon's children, but it gave her a new outlook on things: she would hunt down her uncle and force him to explain what he had done to cause jaehaerys' death. "grandmother, our father has never cared", she stated plainly, because she didn't care much for excuses in defense of the king, who had never been present in the lives of his children. her mother was excused, because jaehaera loved her too much to judge her for the present situation, but there was no use in pretending that their father's excessive drinking and absence were due to his son's death. "i hope mother will recover soon. i miss her."

a door fell shut somewhere down the corridor and jaehaera involuntarily twitched. every loud noise, every tension in the room and the girl was immediately terrified. even though she knew they were well protected and that the chances of history repeating itself were slim, her trauma was still too close to the surface. she was not a child that cried easily or got visibly upset, but instead she froze. even now it took her a prolonged moment to accept that it had been just a door, nothing more, and that no harm was coming her way. "can i stay with you tonight, grandmother?"

[minkyungseokie]

𝕃𝕖𝕡𝕦𝕤 | Dreaming of Space

warnings; none for this part

note; this series isn't popping off the way I want it to, but it doesn't really matter since this is mostly for my own enjoyment. I hope you all continuously enjoy this if you do choose to read.

Also, you might notice a change in how I've written things. I decided that I wanted this series to be more poetic than my other one, so I busted out Grammarly, thesaurus, and dictionary. I don't know how to make Reddit threads, so bear with me.

fc; Jung Ho-Yeon

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Also realized that the timelines don't match for the shows, when lockdown started, so I'm changing the timelines. The Uncanny Counter was filmed in 2019 and released in March and Alice in Borderland has yet to come out. I apologize for fucking everything up, I didn't think about it until now. Hopefully, you can still enjoy this series

The times and dates are fucked up on the Twitter threads too. Just ignore it

When they first met online, Lily and Alex were convinced that they were destined to be together. That they were soulmates.

They were confident that their destinies were intertwined and, upon finally connecting in late 2019, they anticipated forging a profound connection and finding fulfilment. To their surprise, their relationship did not live up to the idealized depictions of soulmate connections often portrayed in popular stories.

Despite experiencing intense happiness in each other's company, they couldn't seem to shake the unsettling feeling that something wasn't quite right.

While one part of their being felt content and joyful, basking in the bliss of soulmate connection, the other part felt an unmistakable sense of desolation and emptiness

Soulmates was a rare and beautiful concept. If one were to have a soulmate, they would be considered fortunate and compared to the stars.

The concept of soulmates is often described as something rare and enchanting, like precious gems buried deep within the earth's surface. Having a soulmate is considered a profound stroke of luck, akin to being compared to the stars in the vast night sky.

Soulmates are believed to be two souls originating from the same celestial body, destined to cross paths and find completeness in each other.

It is said that they are destined to meet and become whole again, like two halves of a perfect whole.

However, despite this romanticized notion, Lily and Alex couldn't shake the feeling that the idealistic view they had of soulmates was far from their reality

Lily was comfortably settled in her cosy bedroom, with 'The Uncanny Counter' queued up on Netflix. She and Alex had eagerly devoured all the available episodes and were now craving more.

They were aware that the lead actress, Jung Y/n, had other shows, but they were uncertain whether these shows were available on Netflix or elsewhere.

As they delved deeper into the show, the initial feeling of intrigue diminished, leaving them puzzled as to why they had been so captivated by a previously unknown Korean actress.

Rather than simply checking her IMDB page to see what else she had featured or starred in, they found themselves fixated on unravelling the mystery behind their unexplained connection to her.

Alex looked up from his phone with frustration written all over his usually soft features, "Nothing." he said, running a hand through his hair. 

He had been searching the internet for any information on why their soulmate bond felt incomplete and why they felt a connection to someone who wasn't part of their bond.

And since he was more frazzled than when they had begun their respective searches, he came up with nothing.

"Isn't it frustrating? I can't believe that someone can be so famous yet there's hardly any information about her online, other than her age, the fact that she has a YouTube channel, and that she's an actress," Lily pondered.

Alex fixed his gaze on his lap, deep in thought, before lifting his head to look back at his girlfriend.

"I have an idea. It may sound crazy, but it's the best way to get answers," Alex confidently declared.

Lily sat up straighter and looked at her boyfriend, "Well then tell me what it is." Lily urged. 

"What if we take to Twitter for the answers about Y/n and we take to online forums to ask about the bond? I know it sounds crazy, but people won't assume much if you ask about the actress and I'll make a throwaway account that gets deleted as soon as I get my answers." Alex suggested.

Lily bit her lip in thought, "You'd be correct. It's crazy idea," Lily said causing Alex to let out a disappointed sigh, "But it's one that might work the best. We'll get no answers otherwise." Alex smiled and picked up his phone again, "You take care of the tweet and I'll take care of the forum thing."

ily bit her lip in thought, "You'd be correct. It's crazy idea," Lily said causing Alex to let out a disappointed sigh, "But it's one that might work the best. We'll get no answers otherwise." Alex smiled and picked up his phone again, "You take care of the tweet and I'll take care of the forum thing."

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟ��ᴛᴇ!

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Lily bit her lip in thought, "You'd be correct. It's crazy idea," Lily said causing Alex to let out a disappointed sigh, "But it's one that might work the best. We'll get no answers otherwise." Alex smiled and picked up his phone again, "You take care of the tweet and I'll take care of the forum thing."

Lily left the thread feeling frustrated. All she could see were people either expressing shock that she was into Korean dramas or arguing with each other. 

Disappointed, she closed the app and tossed her phone to the side.

Lily felt the urge to release another deep sigh. The situation was far more significant than anyone could comprehend. 

As they had felt an unexplainable connection to the actress, Y/n, it was imperative to unfold the mystery 

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

r/soulmatequestions ⤷ u/concernedsoulmate

Hello, this is my first time using this app, so pardon me if I'm not doing this correctly. My partner (20f) and I (25m) got together at the end of 2019 after meeting each other online and communicating as much as we could through DMs and then text.

We were friends for the longest time, only confessing feelings for each other when I decided to visit her in her home country and state. 

We found we were soulmates quickly after we sealed the relationship, but instead of that warm tingly feeling that everyone described, we felt like there was something missing.

We felt like there was something that wasn't there with us, but since it might've been us just being new to our relationship, we ignored it.

Skipping to the month before this one, January, my job decided we should all go home and quarantine until at least March, so we couldn't stay together since I live in Monaco and she lives in the States.

Anyway, during the day, I'd hop online and play games with a few of my coworkers while my girlfriend sat at her home watching Netflix.

The thing is, after getting recommended a certain Korean Drama by a couple of...friends, my girlfriend saw one of the actresses and felt a deep and instant connection with her

After I finished playing my games with my coworkers, she told me about it and had me look up the actress. When I did, I felt like a warmth spread over me and the fireworks I felt when I met my girl.

After a while, the feeling went away, but my girlfriend and I were left confused and curious. 

I need to know if any of you know what's happening. Does anyone have an explanation or theory as to what this means? Has this happened to anyone else before?

↑ -269↓

u/sascrotch_eater Dude, this isn't the place for stupid jokes. Unlike most of Reddit, this is for serious questions.

u/slutty_nutella69 OP, do you think we're fucking stupid? This would never happen

u/noi-the-boi-licker If you are being deadass about this, then this is a rare case you'd have to take up with the pros, not Reddit | | | u/balldestroyer6000 Are you actually believing this BS? There is no phenomenon where a soulmate duo would feel connected to a third. It's impossible

u/bussyslayerthirdform (mod) I will close this thread and take it down due to trolls and people disrespecting the OP.

You all know the rules of this subreddit and you're breaking some by disrespecting a valid question

OP, please DM me

This thread was deleted

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Alex grumbled and ran a hand through his hair. That was the most useless thing he had ever done. He thought the Redditors would be helpful, but they're just as despicable as people online say they are.

He was about to deactivate his account and delete it when he received the notification that someone sent him a DM. It was the mod of the Reddit he was recently on.

Alex picked up his phone and clicked on the notification, immediately being taken into the app and into the dm with the moderator

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ U/balldestroyer6000

Hey, were you serious about your question?

Me: Of course, mate. I don’t have any reason to make up such a thing

Hmm, well, we do tend to get a lot of trolls. People who weren’t fortunate enough to be blessed with a soulmate and take it out on us in the r/soulmate questions Reddit subreddit

Me: I’m sorry you guys have to go through that, but I don’t think that was the reaction normal people have towards trolls. They were genuinely upset that I asked such a question

You’re right and I apologize on behalf of those members who treated you as if you were an idiot.

Me: it’s fine, I guess. I just need answers

The members were correct. Having a soulmate and feeling incomplete isn’t heard of in any corner of the internet…

Me: Fucking hell. Why DM me just to say that bullshit

Calm down and let me finish, you fool.

Me: Sorry

As I was saying, it’s unheard of and seen as nothing but a myth.

HOWEVER

There was one story about it. It was based on a true story, but everyone takes it as nothing but a fairy tale. But its not. It’s all true

Me: What’s the story? How do you know it’s true?

One question at a time, concerned.

Me: Call me Alex

Okay, Alex. It’s a story very similar to yours. The main character, Leo, met his soulmate as a High schooler in America. Just like you, they didn’t feel complete.

Unlike you though, they were unhappy. They didn’t act as if they were soulmates, but rather as if they were strangers

They loved each other deeply, but they couldn’t act as if they were in love when they felt devoid of something they couldn’t pinpoint. It wasn’t until Leo had bumped into another man that he understood. Leo wasn’t gay by any means, but the connection he’d been missing was finally felt when he was around the man.

Leo befriended the man and soon introduced him to his girlfriend, who also felt the connection.

Long story short, the three felt fulfillment within each other.

Me: Wow..

Me: How do you know this story? You tell it as if you went through it yourself

Because I did

This story is mine. I’m telling you this because there’s a chance you have a third soulmate, but you won’t be able to tell unless they have your mark and you theirs.

Me: Thank you

No problem, man. Feel free to come to me if you have anymore questions

Me: I will, but I’m probably gonna delete this app after this conversation. It’s cursed

Understandable. My Twitter and Instagram is Leoloves_ if you need me

Me: Thanks again, mate.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Alex jumped up, forgetting that his laptop was on his lap, sending Lily crashing to the ground, “Woah, are you okay? Baby?” Lily called out.

Alex got off of his bed and grabbed his laptop, uprighting it quickly, “Yes, Lily, I’m fine. I think I got an answer about almost everything.”

Lilly’s almond shaped eyes widened, “You did! That’s amazing. What is it?”

“Now, I’m not 100% certain this is right and it might be a stretch, but it’s possible that she, Y/n, might be our soulmate.” Alex explained. “That’s not possible though. Soulmates are only supposed to be pairs,” Lily denied

“Lily-“

“No, it’s not possible. There has to be another reason for why we gave some inexplicable connection to Y/n.”

“Lily, I know it sounds out of reach and impossible, but it’s an option.” Alex said in a soft voice, trying to soothe his girlfriend’s nerves. Lily took a deep breath and ran a hand through her thick brown hair, “You’re right. It’s the only explanation, but it’s so hard to believe.”

“I know. I barely believe it myself. That’s why it’s only one option,” Alex sighed, “Maybe check your Twitter again to see if you have any answers.”

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

Lily smiled and clicked on the tagged Twitter account, following the profile immediately before going to Instagram and typing the profile into the search bar.

She clicked on the verified profile and followed, making sure to turn on her notifications, “Did you find her?” Alex questioned.

Lilly’s head snapped up and she gave her boyfriend a sheepish look, “I did. Her Twitter is Jung underscore Azul. Her Instagram is… I’ll have to spell it to you cause this is kind of hard. It’s n-y-g-n-u-j. That’s it.” Lily spelled out.

“Got it. Just followed her. The Reddit moderator told me that if she shows any signs of having a soulmate mark that relates to us, then she’s our soulmate.” Alex said.

“Okay, but, like, we don’t have any other marks than each other’s, so it’s highly unlikely that she’s our soulmate.” Lily pointed out, holding up her wrist to show a F1 car tattoo.

“I know, it’s still a possibility. A very small one, but still a possibility.” Alex rebutted.

Ding!

Lily looked down at her phone, which was now showing the lock screen that had Alex and her together, to see that Y/n had posted.

Lily clicked in the notification and gasped, nearly dropping her phone

I was working on this for so long. I wasn’t going to publish this today, but I’m at my nurse job at Amazon and we’re just sitting around doing nothing currently.

I promise that this’ll get better, so just put your faith in me and hold on a bit longer

[bcrbleue]

❛ i am at your mercy, your grace. ❜ said @wcrriorhearts' rhaenyra.

the frown lines on her face were deep. she took no joy in this. in fact, if alicent allowed herself to have nails, they would have dug into her skin at the sight. they had won the war, but what happened after might yet be another mountain to climb. another trauma to face. though rhaenyra spoke to the dowager queen, it was up to the king to decide her fate. and aegon was long battle hardened, with rage accumulated from losing his sons, sister wife, brothers, and even limbs to the war.

alicent suffered their loss as well and knew the inevitable that was coming. the bitter and grieving parts of her demanded it. still, there was that part of her who still saw the girl she used to know in rhaenyra. ( how far had they come from walking arm in arm to being bitter enemies? ) if the alicent of yesterday knew the grief to come from her marriage to viserys, the grief that would be inflicted on innocents, she would have sooner asked for leave back to oldtown. sooner rejected her father's wishes for the first time.

sooner ran away to eat cake and have adventures.

aegon would not spare rhaenyra and told his mother as much before the trial began, though she had not yet asked him to. he was quick to anger and slow to forgive, a trait that alicent wondered if he got from her. the latter of the two, at least.

and still, alicent said nothing. she merely looked on with a hard, yet sullen expression. out of the corner of her eye, she could see her eldest son spare a short glance her way before he continued with the trial.

before the day was done, alicent would face yet another trauma indeed.

[bcrbleue]

" if i don't come back... " said @wcrriorhearts' helaena. ( from this meme! )

❝ don't say that. ❞ were the queen's immediate words before helaena left. in all honesty, alicent was surprised that her auburn curls were still in tact and the strands hadn't all turned grey. not yet apparently.

of her children, it seemed that two of them were becoming dragon riders. aegon had sunfyre, and now helaena had claimed dreamfyre -- the mount of the late princess, rhaena targaryen. dreamfyre was a beautiful dragon indeed, but the thought of her child flying off to gods knew where had alicent's anxiety scaling to the sky with it.

( although, what else was new for her? she was often anxious. )

if alicent could stay in that same spot, watching the skies for helaena's return, she would. but viserys swore that everything would be alright. ❝ she said if she doesn't come back, viserys. ❞ the woman told him, only to be laughed off by her husband. apparently it wasn't the first time he'd heard such a thing. still, she couldn't go back inside until her daughter was on the ground again.

[bcrbleue]

none would view her son’s pain, never again. alicent would make sure of that. it was bad enough that viserys’ deterioration was seem by all, though perhaps it was a sort of justice by fate. at this point in his sickness, one of the king’s eyes was gone. when alicent had found out, it brought her no joy to know but not great sorrow either. the woman could only think that it was fate’s way of justice for aemond.

her eye for an eye.

❝ yes…he does that when he’s not talking to himself. ❞ her lips were downturned in a frown. alicent did not love her husband in the way that wives were expected to, but a part of her was used to his presence. attached to him even. his impending death did not make her happy. especially what would come after it; the matter of who would inherit the throne.

the queen took her son to a nearby study, devoid of servants and people of the court. she gestured for him to enter first and closed the door. silence washed over without the bustle of the castle halls and she took a good look at her second son. ❝ truly…are you alright, aemond? ❞ she asked him again, though it was more so leeway for him to talk about anything. not just his possible pain.

He never wanted to push his mother away, but he hated to add to the stress she was already handling because of Viserys. She and his grandsire were keeping the peace that Jaehaerys had brought, not his father. Alicent had stood in a room full of dragons and had been the one to breathe flames to protect him. No one had even tried. Nothing mattered once the obvious had been stated. He and Aegon had protected her. Everyone else had protected Rhaenyra and her bastards. That was the night that Aemond had learned the truth. No one would ever protect his family other than him. Giving a nod of his head, Aemond didn’t press the issue. Instead, his violet eye scanned the surrounding area to ensure no one was lingering about. Vultures. All of them. They were all waiting for scraps to feed into the rumor mill at their suppers or over wine. It was truly disgusting. “Well, his sentences were mostly wheezes today..” Aemond remarked before straightening up from the column and trying not to dwell on the pain in his face. He was thankful that she wanted to move the conversation elsewhere. “Yes, please. Just lead the way.” Anything to get away from the hallway and prying eyes.

[bcrbleue]

‘stories  reap  princes  from  peasants  as  if  their  skins  were  crops  in  the  ground.’ said @asoulunbound's larys.

he says it as if princes are charming, alicent couldn't help but solemnly think with the faintest of smiles on her face. a wry one, at that. once upon a time, she held that illusion. though, more so than princes, she fancied knights a tad more. now, alicent sooner saw them all as the same. princes, kings, knights, they were just men. how she had ever hoped for different once was laughable now.

perhaps, she always had known. she was under no illusions of grandeur when she walked into the king's chambers with a book, wearing her mother's dress. she knew what her life would become, if he took a fancy to her. the last queen was a testament to that.

❝ the bards, poets, and storytellers can have their fun. ❞ she said upon finally leaving her thoughts. the feast seemed lively enough, but they too hardly held her interest these days. her eyes trailed over to her husband, then her eldest son. ❝ the harshness of reality is cold. let them dream and fantasize, before they grow disillusioned. ❞

[bcrbleue]

@xx--ofmanythoughts--xx gets a plotted starter!

the dungeons were absolutely horrid. quite easily the dowager queen’s least favorite place to be of everywhere in the palace. it was a cesspool of misery and crime, where they sent traitors and criminals. if alicent had business there, she would sooner send larys to ask anything she needed to know.

this time, however, she would do the asking herself.

alicent had little love for rhaenyra’s children, some less than others, but even she did not like the idea of a young woman there. that girl, visenya. at least she had treated alicent's children more kindly than the others. apparently, she had spoken some curious words that invoked aegon’s wrath and he promptly had her thrown in the dungeons. curious words that alicent wanted to know about.

her guards trailed behind as she reached the girl's cell, alicent's head held high as she peered down at the other. " princess visenya. " the queen greeted calmly, hands clasped idly in front of herself. " you're a long way from home. what have you done to get yourself in here? "

[bcrbleue]

@halfyearsqueen liked for a short starter! ( long ago, i'm sorry ;; )

there was a far off look in the girl's eyes, a wry smile on her face as she spoke. " have you ever wanted to be someone else? " she asked before seeming to come back to her senses. reality. the smile turned into something more genuine as she tried to play off her previous mood. " i mean...do you think it'd be more fun to be someone else for a day or so? anyone else? "

[deathmaiidens]

It's hard for Alice to keep track of time in a house that's a prison cell and a labyrinth all at once. At times, it moves too fast, the days blending into each other in a haze, and at others, goes on like a nightmare she isn't allowed to wake from. None mark the slower days quite like another intruder. The girl has already stitched up another doll to add to the pile of them she keeps in a basket hidden under her bed, said a prayer for the poor man's soul if he had one.

The thirteen-year-old clutches the little doppelganger close to her as she hesitantly inches towards him, a mixture of fear and compassion in her dark and fawn-like eyes. She has seen far worse than a grazed arm, but she winces knowing full well what's to come and wishing she could put an end to all this gore, all this ugliness . Her wardens parents assure her that it's always justified, that they are doing the Lord's work and sending these people back to hell where they belong, but she isn't always so sure.

Compliance is something ingrained in every fragile little bone in her body so she simply imitates the gesture and nods her head, hoping that she too will be swallowed up by the darkness. If Mommy and Daddy catch her talking to one again...

@deathmaiidens, walking in, he knew this wouldn't be an easy mark. hell, the house is as big as tommy's damn apartment building; rich people don't leave a home like this unprotected. he expected alarms, cameras, hell — even a guard dog. not even his worst jobs have prepared tommy for this. he's running for his life, clutching a grazed arm that's dampened his sleeve.

the yell of a MADMAN and the frenzied bark of a large dog ring clearly in his ears; tommy doesn't know how close the homeowner is, but he isn't taking any changes by stopping. the man ain't gonna stop at wounding tommy; he wants his head on a fucking platter. this bastard's thought ahead too — all the doors are locked, he's never seen anything like it. this place must be housing the hope fuckin' diamond with the system it's got.

it's looking like it may be the end for ol' tommy — say your prayers so you don't end up like the couple's seething yells GO TO HELL!! he nestles himself into a corner, hopes to god that the dark blankets him, when a figure catches tommy's attention from the corner of his eye. tomy curses automatically in a breathless gasp, though he slightly recovers when he recognizes the presence as a kid.

he presses his index finger to his lips, a silent plea to keep this secret between just the two of them.

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' i thought we could at least talk about books. ' said @wcrriorhearts' rhaenyra.

disbelief painted the girl's eyes, a small smile growing on her lips. no, it couldn't have been. truly? alicent almost let out a small chuckle at the other's words as they sat in the godswood, a book clutched to her chest.

“ if that’s true, then you’ll have no trouble reading with me about the reign of king aenys i? or perhaps we should read about the gardener kings? the history is fascinating, if i must say. ” she offered, fully expecting rhaenyra to decline and reveal the real reason why she was there.

“ or maybe you want an escape from reality. ��� the smile on her face lingered. “ i have a good book about adventures. the main character is a girl, believe it or not. i was surprised to find it in the library. ”

[bcrbleue]

❛ You ever wish you could be someone else? Just run away from your life? ❜ asked @caracarnn ( from here, accepting! )

the young woman is unsure how to answer. do it the queenly way, and say no? that she has nothing to want for as the queen of seven kingdoms, with a husband that provides for her just enough? or, do it the truthful way? that she's a young mother, in a bleak life, and would give anything to be anyone else at the moment?

oh, what she wouldn't do to turn back time.

however, here she was. ran away to the godswood ( yet again ) after practically shoving her crying daughter into the arms of a wet nurse. face still slightly red from a near panic attack, she didn't turn to face the other. not yet. first, she plastered a small smile on her face. trying to convince herself more than anyone else.

❝ of course, i... ❞ the lie was about to flow from her lips so easily, eyes gazing up at the colored leaves. it was supposed to. ❝ — don't we all wish that? at some point of our lives? i'm not saying that i wish it now, but... ❞ alicent finally turned, the smile gone and replaced with a frown that was slightly unsure. ❝ it is not uncommon. ❞

[bcrbleue]

@ironwoven gets a plotted starter! ( for rhaenyra )

it was known to the girl that she'd lose a friend. but as alicent found herself alone more and more, it was becoming clear that rhaenyra had been her only true friend in court. she spent so much time with the other girl that other possible friendships were tossed aside. she preferred the princess over everyone else, and now that was coming back as a cold reminder. now, all that surrounded her were smiling faces. people who wanted the new queen's favor. those who wanted something from her. being the daughter of a second son, that was a problem alicent never had before. until now.

among many other problems.

she passed through the busy keep with one place in mind; the godswood. perhaps it would be empty and she could find solace, but the young queen should've known better when she spotted a familiar face already there. great minds thought alike. or rather, it was just the favored spot of them both. and that didn't change.

she shifted from one foot to the other. they had barely spoken a word between them since the wedding not long ago, though not for lack of alicent trying. she so dearly wanted things to go back as they were, but nothing would be the same. still, she couldn't help but try. ❝ is there room for another here? ❞ she asked, a small and uncertain smile on her face. ❝ i know things have changed, but...i don't want anything to change between us. ❞ even though they already have...

[deathmaiidens]

Alice simply shakes her head and says nothing for a long while, a protective habit she can't quite unlearn. The therapist at the children's home is encouraging her to speak more, telling her that she has nothing to be afraid of anymore, but sometimes, the words just don't form. Her brain feels like the broken television set left in the basement for her undead 'brothers' in that horrible house. Nothing but static and flashes of violence that don't make any sense.

The other girl is older than her -- she guesses she must be a woman already (you'll be a woman soon, so you best be prepared to act like it, girlie, Daddy Mr. Robeson's words echo in her ear and she shudders). But her demeanor is one that's all too familiar to her, so young and vulnerable. She used to think that grown-ups were invincible. That only children could be beaten down and buried alive in hellish secret places simply because their elders were their betters, but there's still so much about the world she knows next to nothing about.

The thirteen-year-old shuffles uncomfortably, bunching up and smoothing down the denim of the skirt they gave her (so strange and unfamiliar against her skin after years of being smothered in cotton ruffles and lace) . "I...I suppose it doesn't." She pauses, deer-in-the-headlights eyes almost meeting hers before darting to the floor.

"What -- why did you doubt it?" It's a forward question, but she wants to know just what it was that made her feel like she'd never see the sun again. None of the other children had been 'kidnapped' (a word she never even knew until they found her), so she wonders if maybe this young woman was too.

@deathmaiidens​  /  alice  sent:  “  it’s  been  weeks.  is  it  not  getting  easier?  ”

            she  stares  ahead,  not  at  the  girl  speaking  to  her.  as  much  as  she  wants  it  to,  johanna  is  unable  to  prevent  her  knee  from  bouncing  up  and  down  in  her  seat.  seemingly  hundreds  of  stories  about  the  events  on  fleet  street  have  been  printed  about.  three  new  ones  spring  up  every  day.  johanna  does  not  read  them.  she  does  not  look  at  the  brutal  pictures  of  the  crime  scene.  she  does  not  glance  over  the  description  of  the  young  woman  who  witnessed  two  murders.  even  if  they  are  incorrect  –  which  she  guesses  they  often  are  –  johanna  does  not  absorb  any  type  of  media  related  to  fleet  street.  she  saw  it  herself.  

            ❝  has  it  ever  gotten  easier  for  you  after  surviving  something  that  most  people  might  not  and  you  doubted  it  ever  would?  ❞  perhaps,  the  question  is  rhetorical.  though,  it  is  in  johanna’s  nature  to  ask  such  questions.  heaven  knows  how  she  pestered  anthony  with  questions  after  they  got  to  know  each  other  in  school.  

            she  does  not  know  if  the  other  has  experienced  any  sort  of  trauma  that  she  might  have.  can  that  be  similar?  a  case  of  trauma?  that  was  a  topic  that  was  not  discussed  with  her  former  guardian.  she  would  not  know.  perhaps,  she  does  have  to  live  with  the  burden  that  her  father  is  tied  to  already  dozens  of  missing  people.  perhaps,  she  knows  something  of  what  it  is  like.  

[bcrbleue]

❛ in songs, as ever, love conquers all. the truth, is a deal less simple. ❜ said @blossomhcir.

a small smile lingers on the queen's face, though the look in her eyes is distant. alicent was a woman who never truly entertained the thought of love, not in anything more than a familial sense. or the love between friends. she had even shied away from romance tales, afraid that they would fill her mind with hope of something more than what she would likely get. what she got.

love conquers all...

"A dream sold to many." she lamented to the other. as if remembering herself, the corners of her lips turned downward and she heaved a small sigh. her hands came together, fingers intertwined idly. "All except for those like us. Indeed, we get the harsh reality that love is fickle. It is not promised."

nor should be expected.