#. ch : ramsay

[theirxnprice]

— starter for @saevissimus ooc. modern au yippee!!

i. Theon was dead tired. The small cup of gas station coffee in which he had refilled four times since the start of his shift at seven p.m. kept him conscious, though he felt it couldn’t speak to much more then that. How he had thought that he would balance starting his day at five a.m. and end it at three-thirty am the following day four out of three days a week, he had no idea. But nearly every day as he would set upon his utterly depressed trudge out the front door of the Stark residence and to Eddard Stark’s patrol car, he would settle himself in for an his eight hour shift at his job after his 6 hour school day. He would wish he could reach back in time to the Theon of three weeks before and slap him senseless.

ii. Alas, ‘twas not all that horrible. The very fist few hours of his shift were the only times it was ever really busy; but after a certain point, business dribbled off to nigh non-existent. Aside from the odd blue collar out working at an ungodly time passing through, to the stoned out of one’s mind snacker, interaction was almost never a requirement. It gave him time to unwind, listen to his own music, mindlessly scroll his phone and snack away himself whenever he had run out of stationary things to do. 

iii. He now found himself in this down time part of his shift, and soon enough he would be clocking out to go home and earn his much deserved first full night of sleep that week. No one had come in for an hour and a half, and he had already cleaned the bathrooms and wiped the counters. He leaned against the back counter, an earbud in one ear as he scrolled his socials. Occasionally, his gaze would flit up to the top of his phone to check the time, counting the time between that moment and him crawling into his warm bed. He was bored out of his mind, and he was ready to go home.

iv. Then there’s the sound of the door, the ringing sound that snaps his attention up from his screen. He’s curious, relatively nosy by nature; and while he assumed there would be little to no interaction, he still provided a level of acknowledgement to whomever had come in. Was it the resident tweaker? Or someone who was going to try their luck stealing the hundred dollars in the till? Well, he wasn’t necessarily sure; but one thing he did note was that he recognized the kid who had walked in. That was not to say he knew him well- he didn’t even know the guys name- but he had seen him before. Passing glances on campus once or twice was all he could attest for, but even with such limited relatedness he couldn’t not distinguish that daunting gaze the kid had. Involuntarily, a brow quirks in moderate intrigue as to why the other was out at such an unholy hour. An insomniac? Maybe that’s why his eyes looked so fucking dead. 

v.  With a small yank of the cord he removes his headphone, shoving both the electronics back into his pocket. 

“Morning.”

vi. It’s slightly mumbled due to the aforementioned grogginess, but enunciated enough to be understood.

[atopvisenyashill]

@amethyinst wait let’s TALK ABOUT IT bc everything you’re saying is CORRECT and OBVIOUS, and i wasn’t expecting it to be SO OBVIOUS and YET i feel like it gets really glossed over!

the “harsh journey across barren wasteland” thing is practically jumping off the page here, down to bran losing rickon & osha early in the journey and dany losing doreah early in hers, & the kicking off point being a fight between several factions of what’s left of drogo’s khalasar & dany’s, and the final sack of Winterfell being this kind of three way issue between what’s left of the iron islanders, the stark loyalists theon left alive, & ramsay. dany & bran really escape death here through like, oodles of luck and quick thinking from the people around them.

but ALSO you have dany currently on the dothraki sea and bran in the far north, and both of them are just kind of looking away when meat of a questionable source is given to them. and i think there’s something more here, in that dany shows up to qarth & it’s an oasis in the sea, only every door is shut in her face and the warlocks are there ~lurking. meanwhile you have bran showing up to the far north hoping for a miracle cure to his legs and to get all the magical answers he seeks only to get some very shitty answers from the cotf while bloodraven is ~lurking. this is why i think there’s a chance bran is leaving the cave p quickly in twow - like dany in the dothraki sea, he’s going to have an extended journey where it’s just him (and maybe Summer) using his warging abilities and trying to get his body to the wall. probably doing a lot of reflecting, and possibly learning the wrong lesson as he reflects!

and there’s a lot between hotu & the cave too - learning the old gods are just greenseers, seeing with his own eyes that the first men sacrificed people to fuel their magic, seeing his father talking about jon, seeing lyanna & benjen spar. meanwhile dany is having visions that include her brother talking about tptwp, her father yelling to burn everyone,and the “false wizards” who try to trick her. both of them being shown but not quite processing that all their visions are linked to their own history. there’s the elusive, suspicious way the warlocks & quaithe speak with dany, always in riddles, and bloodraven is equally suspicious and cagey. but they’re both learning, they’re both progressing in their magic, and they’re both really struggling with placing where ~the line is morally when it comes to how they use their magic - but look at their mentors lmao, they have the world’s shadiest teachers.

and YEAH everyone loves to talk about the targaryen connection & jon and dany both being born towards the end of the rebellion, but i think it’s glossed over that both dany & bran are kinda In The Shit when their parents get murdered during a succession war and have to go underground or get killed. dany’s fondest memories are the ones from when she’s bran’s age and younger, with willem darry there to care for her (like the ONLY capable adult she ever interacts with 😭). and you have osha, who like willem darry isn’t really a sworn sword type, they’re just very loyal people who were close at hand and did what they could for the children in their care. there’s something that links them when it comes to, idk exactly how to phrase it, but physical trauma & their magic coming in, basically. both of their childhoods whittling their support systems down until they’re alone - only when they’ve experienced physical traumas & lost everything can they access magic on a stronger scale. and the fact that they both reach for it sooo readily! jon doesn’t want anything to do with it, he’s spent nearly every book actively running from it, but dany and bran turn right into the arms of their magic as a refuge.

they’re also just both clearly the prophecy children lol no offense to jon (or tyrion for that matter) but i think even IF jon or tyrion or aegon (or euron 💀) manage to get a dragon, the capital p Prophecy Children are dany & bran as the last dragon and the last greenseer. and they’re so much THERE too - bran looks like an andal & dreamt more ~andal-ish dreams but inherits the legacy of the first men’s magic after being disabled and socially de masculinized bc of that disability, while dany looks a consummate valyrian but she’s a girl and inherits the mantle of last dragon after every man in her line fails. everyone wants to be THEM but they are the only ones capable of that power - and that’s a good thing but also a very bad thing.

[notanorigami]

aww, Lynn's such a cute gordon ramsay fan (ch 802)

First off, Nick being such a kind and caring (boy)friend!

Title: Invite

Hell's Head Chef (Gordon): This week, I opened an exhibition in Beijing; please come visit it!

Nick: "Hell's head chef's solo exhibition. Lynn probably wants to go, right?"

Nick: "Hey, Lynn..."

Lynn: "Hell's head chef is going to open an exhibition in Beijing!!!"

Nick: "Looks like you really wanted to go, huh."

Next up, Nick being patient with his die-hard Gordon Ramsay fan of a boyfriend!

Title: Exhibition

On the day of the exhibition.

Lynn: "These are his favorite knives. "

Lynn: "This one he specifically uses to cut onions, this one he uses to cut lamb, this one..."

Lynn: "I recognize this pot, it's the one he threw onto the ground in Season 2 Episode 17."

Lynn: "Look at the dent."

Chef: "Help!"

Nick: "What?!"

Lynn: "Oh, this is his apprentice from last year. Now I have a good impression!"

Chef: "I don't want to be a chef anymore, quickly let me out!"

Lynn: "This exhibition is too good!"

Nick: "Ummm...... Lynn."

[theeironprice]

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[mischiefmaker615]

Ghost (Loki Love Story) Ch.14

Your finger tapped, slowly, taking in the scene before you as you sat on the couch, your chin resting on your other hand while Loki cooked.

Cooked.

With a smile on his face, he busied himself at the stove like a pro with the ingredients he gathered from the fridge and cupboards- truth be told you hoped it was still good.

''..your cooking skills are quite there..'' you broke the silence, having stared at him like he was something to be studied for a good 30 minutes now.

He glanced up at you with a grin before returning to his work. ''I learn from the best-''

''the most I've made was a sandwich. Your cooking as if you walked out with a gold medal from Gordon Ramsay.'' You say suspiciously as you shift in your seat.

''..I'm not sure who this.. Gordon Ramsay being is.. but perhaps I did pick up a few things last night on a program mortals use to watch lessons and.. other such things for entertainment.'' He explained sheepishly while you rose a brow.

''you know how to work a computer?" you asked, understanding that he was probably talking about YouTube.

''getting the computer to your destination wasn't quite easy when you are asleep, and you needed to sleep off the alcohol and drugs. I merely opted to carry you if need be to the things I needed to retrieve before returning you where it was necessary. It took quite a few hours but the program was quite educational.'' Loki explained as if it was the most normal thing to say as you took that in. by your silence, he added ''I've been to Midgard before in my lifetime and have picked up a few things on the technology.''

You nodded slowly, your eyes drifting off to the window as your brain pushed back those mixed thoughts and feelings to try to figure out this whole situation.

Sleeping with someone else would yes, end this stuck together thing, but it would also break his heart. Your soul mate's heart.. on the other hand, you cared for him, always have and didn't wish to bring yourself to hurt him while at the same time.. craved the independent life of not being so.. attached to the hip, so to say.

As you thought, your eyes slowly wondered back to Loki, seeing how he was comfortable back in his usual attire, most likely having cleaned it with light magic where his scent was less of Rogers. Not that you minded Steve's.. but everything about Loki was better when it was all.. Loki..

"darling, you're staring again.'' His voice brought you out of your thoughts, causing you to jump a little as he carefully placed the plate down before you with a small smile. ''are you still thinking about the whole thing?"

You quickly nodded and cleared your throat, scooting forward on the couch while he sat down beside you with the plate. ''yes sorry- ..what did you make?'' you asked curiously, feeling dumb when the food was right before you.

''I've noticed pasta is quite the easiest and favored meals to make so I decided that instead of the sauce one stereotypically would put over it, I would together a series of vegetables, avocado cooking oil, perhaps a few more things to make.. a pasta salad'' Loki struggled, having gotten comfortable on the couch, close enough where his thigh was ghosting against yours as you sat with your plate in your lap.

''thank you.. you didn't have to but I appreciate it.'' You said gratefully, taking a bite and tried to ignore his staring while you concentrated on the flavors. Half a second later your eyes widened as you gave an approving nod. ''you are quite the YouTube student, it's really good'' you tease, causing him to laugh as he begins to eat his own.

''it's quite helpful when one is outside the educational buildings, I'm glad you like it'' he said proudly and you couldn't help but notice him bopping his leg up and down- a stereotypical nervous habit one would do as the silence began to settle in the room.

''..you alright?'' you asked after a moment and he gave you a don't worry smile.

''I am well darling, I am just glad you seem a bit more like yourself. Sling is off, not so much of a hangover in sight, and-''

''Loki.'' You pry and his expression gets serious as he sighs.

''yes?''

''..what aren't you telling me?''

Loki stared at you, a stalemate as you slowly set down your plate without breaking eye contact. He didn't look ashamed but you knew he didn't want to tell you as you raised your hands up in a surrender position with a calm face.

''I promise.. I won't get angry..''

Loki took in a breath and exhaled out his frustration, his eyes lowering as if to give in before he waved a hand in the air. His brows furrowed in concentration and the walls around you both flicked with light briefly before loud banging could be heard at your door.

''open the fucking door Laufeyson!!''

You raised a brow at the sudden noise, getting up from the couch quickly as your body tensed and you could have sworn you recognized Steve's voice outside. ''Loki.. what did you do?..''

With a guilty look, he offered a small shrug as he glanced behind him at the door. ''..i may have used a silence spell to deafen the sound outside your home..''

Your body tensed as your eyes flicked to the door and back at him, your face straining to try to keep looking calm. ''and who is out there and for how long?"

Thinking a moment, Loki slowly set down his plate and rested his forearms on his knees as he leaned forward, avoiding your eyes like a submissive puppy. ''..Rogers and the Iron Idiot.. for perhaps over an hour.''

''Jesus Loki- why??" you gasped and quickly moved towards the door but Loki was quick to take a few steps back, making you teleport into his open arms as you grunted from the impact, his arms engulfing you.

''I wouldn't do that darling..''

''why ever not??'' you question with narrow eyes, shoving him away as you expected to hear even worse news.

''they aren't exactly here with good news-''

''you talked to them?? Where was I!?" you shouted.

Another sheepish look. ''I deposited you onto the couch while you were still asleep, conversed with them before slamming the door in their face. I then proceeded to use your computer before I took you in for your bath-''

You quickly shook your head, holding a hand up to stop him from talking more about the situation you still needed to wrap your head around before you pinched the bridge of your nose. ''..let me open the door.''

''if you wish I could merely tell you-''

''open the door.'' You said with a deadly look in your eyes, your wings puffing in while he sighed, his eyes narrowing as he yielded and followed behind you. Taking a deep breath, you quickly opened the door, only for you to jump back out of the way just as Tony blasted from his palm blaster. Thing is, Loki didn't expect it and hit him square in the best- being thrown back while you were jerked into teleportation with him.

Loki grunted as he landed on his back across the room from the front door, you reappearing and landing on top of him, swaddling his hips while your palms landed beside the sides of his head. Panting, your eyes widened at the sudden close contact, noses an inch apart before you felt your lower body rise up a little, feeling his bulge raise through his pants.

''Jesus is that why It took you so long to answer the door?!" Tony said in disgust, stepping into the house in his casual jeans and T shirt attire where he only kept apart of his armor on one of his hands. Rogers followed behind him, not looking happy.

''no- I was unaware of your presence'' you said quickly, your cheeks having heated up as you quickly rolled off him and got up, Loki doing the same as he quickly shifted to try to rid of the strain in his pants.

Steve glanced down at him and glared death into his eyes, earning a smug look from Loki.

''why? You both were-'' Tony started.

''he used magic to deafen the house because he doesn't like you. I was unaware of it all and no- we didn't.'' you said quickly, crossing your arms as you exhaled in frustration and shook your head to change the subject. ''what is it that you both need?"

''I can tell you what I want..'' Tony flirted with a smirk, making Loki tense and step between them.

''on with it Stark.''

''party pooper..'' Tony rolled his eyes before he waved his hand at Steve. ''we'll give you specifics, basically you both are moving in with me.''

''WHAT?!'' you and Loki said in unison.

Steve sighed and shook his head. ''we figured with him around again, it would be safer and wiser to have him under the roof of Avenger's tower- since you both are quite literally.. stuck, it's got to be both of you.''

''I don't need to be babysat-'' Loki growled, narrowing his eyes at Steve as he stepped closer. ''considering that he's here,'' he motioned to Tony ''it would seem you couldn't keep your mouth shut about all this-''

''your presence back on earth would have been found out eventually. If Fury was standing here instead of me, you'd probably going somewhere worse than the tower.''

''hey-'' Tony said defensively but Rogers continued.

''Fury doesn't know, just the current Avengers still residing under the roof. We don't need that kind of security and lock ups from SHIELD so we'll all keep you a secret.''

''like you have so far.'' Loki scoffed with an eye roll.

''you'll be safe. She'll be-''

''she's safe with me.'' Loki threatened, going chest to chest as they glared at each other.

''she's awfully quiet, what's on your mind Y/N?'' Tony interjected as you tapped your finger on your chin in thought, having blocked out the banter as your mind sorted things out before looking at Loki.

''..we can only do so much while we're stuck together, having extra help would make things easier.. and with extra heads around we could all perhaps find a way to go about this whole situation on what to do..''

''they are most likely not going to vote on keeping you stuck with me..'' Loki shook his head, a whine almost in his voice as he stepped towards you but you shook your head.

''we can at least try it this way, and I can resume work from Tony's computers at least. It will get bad if we keep trying to cope alone around here, if someone recognizes you and snitches, its back behind glass.'' You explain gently, your eyes telling him you were firm in this decision but with a please in the mix.

Loki stared at you, almost pleading back that he didn't want to do this. He hated being around the Avengers, they wont exactly welcome him with open arms. However, if doing this will make you happy- make you happy towards him, it would perhaps still heighten the chances of you staying with him..

''..fine.'' he sighed, slowly transforming himself back into the hot blond in a suit and was ready to go right then and there.

You gently took his hand, squeezing it and you offered him an encouraging smile while your cheeks reddened at his appearance. How could he look like a slightly different person but still be hot??

''I'll just have to grab a few things and we'll meet you by the car.'' You let them know and they give a nod, Tony holding back a laugh as he looked over Loki's new look.

''where's you gun James Bond?''

''below your chin if you don't change your attitude. I'm only doing all this for her.'' He snapped before taking your hand and pulling you towards the bedroom so you could gather your things.

Loki stayed quiet, keeping his arms crossed while he leaned against the door frame while you gathered a few clothes and bathroom accessories into a bag. You've stayed at the tower before, many times while you were on long term missions but having Loki there.. you knew there was going to be an off vibe and you'd just have to help encourage people he was good now..

You both didn't speak, Loki keeping his eyes adverted to the ground as he couldn't find anything to say. He knew your mind was set, and did his best not to look like he was pouting before he took your bag to carry it for you.

Opening the car door for you as well, he gave you a I'm alright smile and let you slide in, his eyes snapping to Steve who walked behind him and opened the driver's seat.

''I know what your trying to do.'' Loki hissed, keeping his voice down for only Steve to hear, making him pause with a raised brow.

''and that is?'' he said dryly, gripping the driver's door.

''just because you move her in closer to you does not mean she'll sleep with you. She's mine and will choose me.'' He growled before he slide in next to her and closed the door.

With careful eyes, Steve held back a scoff and got into the drivers seat, glancing in the rear view mirror to see Loki carefully watching him.

''buckle up kids, we're off'' Tony chimed in obliviously while your eyes slowly looked over at Loki who's jaw was tense and his eyes forward.

Reaching over, you rested your hand in his, feeling him slightly relax but he continued to try to burn a hole through Steve's head with his gaze.

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[presidenthades]

Finished the first big revision of Compromise Ch. 12! Maybe I will actually update before the end of the year. We’ll see how crazy Christmas is. But for now: behind-the-scenes commentary for Lavender Ch. 4.

Usual disclaimer that these thoughts aren’t necessarily canonical to the fic verse until/unless I write them into the actual story.

At the beginning of the chapter, we see one of Jace’s flaws: she hates bothering other people, even if it’s to her own detriment. She will defend and help other people, but girlie puts herself last. It’s an admirable trait until someone takes advantage of it, steadily isolating her while she refuses to complain, until she has no other options for friends…

When Aegon says his tearful “I’m sorry” litany, the last one is to the baby because he knows he fucked up and is going to be gone for the rest of the pregnancy. 😢

Jace in this universe, compared to Golds!Jace, feels way less empowered to push back against Viserys. She didn’t grow up in the Red Keep with him this time around.

Letting Jace pick Aegon’s outfit is always the way to go. 👌🏼 I couldn’t resist a dig at Aemond’s one leather outfit lol. As a prince he should have more clothes, but the 2010s black leather aesthetic is still going strong. I imagine his wardrobe is just twenty identical black leather outfits he rotates between.

The OG Rhaenys’s death is a really interesting mystery. Here, Aegon believes the version where Rhaenys was tortured until the Dornish forced the Conqueror to make peace before putting her out of her misery. His adventures in Dorne don’t explicitly contradict this version, and I was careful not to have the Dornish characters talk too much about it. But as the author, I’m not entirely sure this version is what really happened. 🧐

Anyway, as soon as I decided I was writing a Dorne arc, I knew I had to draw some Aegon I/Rhaenys and Aegon II/Jace parallels. I started laying the groundwork this chapter.

Jace has a fleeting thought about trimming Aegon’s hair before he leaves. This is a very niche and roundabout way to reference how much Aegon trusts her. Does anyone remember that GOT scene where Theon is shaving Ramsay, and he’s tempted to slit Ramsay’s throat? You have to really trust your barber, AKA the person wielding a very sharp blade against your face. Of course a prince would have a servant for this job, but I like to think Jace takes over Aegon’s shaving and haircuts as another form of intimacy. Also he prefers it when she does it.

Aegon’s memory of drunk Viserys calling him Baelon is why it reallyyyyy hurts when he thinks Jace named their baby Baelon. 😬

Jace has an easier pregnancy in this verse in large part because she doesn’t experience the traumatic events in The Golds. She also isn’t running herself ragged trying to do three people’s jobs.

Aegon and Jace’s confession scene makes me feel so warm and fuzzy. 😭 Aegon is the heir to the throne, but he’s still worried he’s too dumb for his smart wife. Luckily Jace understands that there’s different types of intelligence other than book smarts. Also, he’s 1000% serious about Jace sitting on him on the Iron Throne lmao.

Their little shepherd and shopgirl daydream is something I am REALLY tempted to write in an Ancient Valyria AU. Aegon actually seems he would enjoy being a shepherd; he gets to run around all day, and he can even play music when the sheep are grazing. No paperwork or meetings.

At one point while writing this fic, I considered a plot point where Jace rejects Larys, and in retaliation he forges evidence that she and Criston (who is frequently guarding her alone) are having an affair. It ended up not fitting in the overall story so I nixed it, but sometimes I wonder how that would’ve turned out.

Aemond and Luce definitely made out prior to the scene where everyone is saying goodbye.

Aegon really appreciated Jace’s “I’ll miss you” because it was very honest and unfiltered. She genuinely meant it, and even though he hates leaving, it makes him feel better knowing that he’ll be missed.

Cheeseball kicked because he telepathically knew his daddy was waving goodbye. 😭

Jace wishes for an ally on the Small Council, but as the saying goes, be careful what you wish for. 👀 Now that Aegon is gone, Larys feels bold enough to make a move and send her the note.

Luce doesn’t think anyone on the Small Council noticed her, but Larys somehow knew she was there instead of Jace. That’s when Larys decides he needs to get rid of Jace’s sisters and cousins.

The spicy squid and pepper dish was targeting Baela and Rhaena. There was the risk the other girls might eat some, but Larys was confident that Jace, being pregnant, would refrain from a strange dish.

Criston has very little reason to be mean to the Velargirls in this verse. He barely knows them, and they’re Laenor’s kids so he doesn’t have his canon resentment about their parentage. He is able to treat his assignment guarding Jace as simply a job; it helps that she’s very easy to guard. Their conversation by the twins’ sickbed helps him get to know her a bit better, and he sees that she’s conscientious of duty, which he appreciates. He also admires Jace’s intelligence as she works through her thoughts about the investigation. Unfortunately, just as he’s warming up to her, he remembers the last time he was too friendly with a Targ princess (Rhaenyra) and immediately backtracks. ☹️ RIP Jace and Criston’s friendship.

Poor innocent cook Jorgen was killed as part of Larys’s plot, because he needed to throw doubt on whether High Tide would be safer for Jace. If a cook who worked at High Tide from years seems complicit in the poisoning, then maybe it’s best to just keep Jace in the Red Keep.

Jace is extremely relieved when her parents and grandparents arrive to assume responsibility. It can be easy to forget that she’s only 16, yet she’s been shouldering so many burdens on her family’s behalf.

Velaryons try to make a break for it, but the master of whisperers prepared for the possibility. When Viserys glances around him, once again he glances at Larys, whom he confides in a lot more in this verse.

Patriarchy in action this chapter! Women have to belong to somebody. Jace is married, so she belongs to her husband’s family now, not her father’s family. Ergo, she goes where the Targs want. Jace doesn’t like it, but she understands this is the way of things, so she tries to defuse the situation.

Note how Viserys says “your daughter has faith in my guards and whisperers.” 🧐

When Rhaenyra realizes she won’t be allowed to bring Jace back to Driftmark, she decides to stay with Jace instead. She’s determined not to leave Jace alone in the Red Keep…although that changes after the big fight. 😢

Luce also gets a taste of being dragged around by the patriarchy. She wants to stay with Jace, but Corlys says no, and the patriarch is always right.

Criston really doesn’t like Rhaenyra (the feeling is mutual), but he still has a job to do. 😩 Even though Criston has drawn hard boundaries, Jace is still attached to him because Aegon picked Criston for her. She has this feeling that if Criston is guarding her, then Aegon is indirectly keeping her safe.

Jace loves and misses her mom��but she can still find her mom smothering. 😅 As mentioned above, Jace has been shouldering a lot of burdens, so she feels like she’s grown up a lot and deserves to be treated as an adult/Rhaenyra’s equal. Rhaenyra still sees her as her baby though.

Even though Rhaenyra thinks poorly of Alicent, she sincerely believed that Alicent would treat Jace well (which Alicent has), so Rhaenyra feels betrayed (a bit irrationally, maybe) that Alicent has “allowed” the poisoning attempts.

Meanwhile Alicent is desperate to rekindle her friendship with Rhaenyra—but she has her limits (in this non-canon universe at least…) and gets annoyed when Rhaenyra keeps snarking about Aegon for no good reason.

“Aemond always has to suffer before he learns.” Helaena dropping truth bombs 💥.

Rhaenyra thinks Mysaria (before Mysaria fled) was the one informing her about Aegon’s doings, like the rumors about him boasting to his friends about having sex with Jace in the Small Council chamber. But we learn from Mysaria later that she only wrote one letter to Rhaenyra, which said that Aegon really liked Jace. This discrepancy is due to Larys of course. 🤧 I imagine even now, while Rhaenyra is in the Red Keep, Larys is planting more of these seeds to sow discord between her and Jace.

“We are the eternal bedrock beneath your feet. But a man like Aegon? The promises of devotion he has written in the sand will wash away with the tide.” Rhaenyra has picked up on the Velaryons’ maritime metaphors ahahah.

When Jace lashes out about Rhaenyra being abandoned by Daemon, we see that Jace does have a capacity for cruelty, and boy can she hit where it hurts. But she doesn’t like being cruel, so she feels sorry about it immediately (lucky for Westeros). Rhaenyra is human too, however, and her reaction is to run away and lick her wounds. She also can’t help tossing that final barb, “I trust that Her Grace will treat you like her own daughter”; if Jace is so defensive of Alicent, then maybe Jace should go to Alicent instead when she needs a mother. Rhaenyra regrets all these things once she gets to Driftmark. But Larys interferes with Jace’s apology raven, so Rhaenyra never realizes Jace wants her back.

Once again, we see one of Jace’s flaws—being her own worst critic—causing trouble for her. When she doesn’t receive any messages from the Velaryons, she believes it must be because she really is a bad daughter and they don’t want her anymore.

Helaena’s riddle is a reference to Larys, who has a firefly insignia on his cane. “Some glow green, but others glow yellow like false gold.” These are references to Team Green (which doesn’t exist in this verse, but that was Larys’s side in canon) and Team Gold (Larys pretending he’s on Jace’s side).

I have a lot of thoughts about the logistics of the Kingsguard. The seven of them can guard just the king at all hours of the day and night; they can work in shifts. But when you spread them out to the rest of the royal family, the shifts are harder to manage. They’re human, they have to eat and sleep. In this chapter, I show that even though Criston does his best to guard Jace, he can’t do it alone. He tries to vary when he rests, so sometimes he takes his break in the daytime, sometimes at night. Larys sneaks in to meet Jace when Criston isn’t there, because Criston would be more suspicious of him than a regular guard.

Larys approaching Jace at the weirwood is a parallel to him approaching Alicent at the weirwood in early S1.

“The sigil of House Strong winked at her, as if telling her a secret.” Note that Larys’s hand wearing his signet ring is resting on his cane, which has the firefly sigil.

Larys knows how to flatter Jace and start winning her over. She wants to be acknowledged as intelligent and capable, so he does that. He also knows that she’s fallen for Aegon, so he uses info about Aegon to manipulate her.

See Chapter 5 commentary here.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hola Steph! How have you been?

I was wondering if you have any Johnlock fic recs that are... maybe academic rivals or work rivals to lovers AU? A healthy dose of sexual tension and slow burn or whatever. Could be any word count. These days I've kinda been craving for that type of stuff, so please drop if you know any of those.

Take care dearie<33

Hey Nonny!

AHHHHH Not... precisely? Like I have Alternate Professions fics, but these three fics just came to mind that have something similar:

Love or What You Will by miss_frankenstein (T, 31,987 w., 11 Ch. || College/Uni AU || Professor John, Ph.D Student Sherlock, Pining John, Poetry, Falling in Love / Slow Burn, Light Angst, Happy Ending) – John is an English professor who specializes in War and Post-War Literature and Sherlock is the brilliant yet impossible Ph.D. student assigned to be his TA because no one in the Chemistry Department is willing to put up with him. And - somewhere between Waugh and Plath, e-mails and takeaway, novels and villanelles - they fall in love.

Performance In a Leading Role by Mad_Lori (E, 156,714 w., 21 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE|| Hollywood / Actor AU, Secret Relationship, Falling in Love, Slow Burn, Romance, Coming Out, Fluff and Angst, Pining) – Sherlock Holmes is an Oscar winner in the midst of a career slump. John Watson is an Everyman actor trapped in the rom-com ghetto. When they are cast as a gay couple in a new independent drama, will they surprise each other? Will their on-screen romance make its way into the real world? Part 1 of Performance in a Leading Role

Mise en Place by azriona (M, 161,004 w., 28 Ch. || Restaurant (Kitchen Nightmares) AU || Sherlock is Gordon Ramsay / Celebrity Sherlock, Restauranteur John, Harry Plays Prominent Role, Alternating POV, Mutual Pining, Cranky Sherlock, Bed Sharing, Slow Burn) – John Watson had no intentions of taking over the family business, but when he returns from Afghanistan, battered and bruised, and discovers that his sister Harry has run their restaurant into the ground, he doesn't have much choice. There's only one thing that can save the Empire from closing for good – the celebrity star of the BBC series Restaurant Reconstructed, Chef Sherlock Holmes. Part 1 of Mise en Place

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I know there are a tonne more, please feel free to remind me of them :)

[theirxnprice]

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[janiedean]

Consider. Reincarnation au where Robb and Ramsey are reborn in each other's bodies. Most people don't remember their past lives, but Theon does, and he's stuck trying to figure it out in his own

... on one side I'd totally read it on the other pOOR THEON GOD POOR THEON XDDDDDDDD

[stormborns]

Chapters of A Song of Ice & Fire - A Dance With Dragons - Reek II The girl was slim, and taller than he remembered, but that was only to be expected. Girls grow fast at that age. Her dress was grey wool bordered with white satin; over it she wore an ermine cloak clasped with a silver wolf's head. Dark brown hair fell halfway down her back. And her eyes... That is not Lord Eddard's daughter. Arya had her father's eyes, the grey eyes of the Starks. A girl her age might let her hair grow long, add inches to her height, see her chest fill out, but she could not change the color of her eyes. That's Sansa's little friend, the steward's girl. Jeyne, that was her name, Jeyne Poole. "Lord Ramsay." The girl dipped down before him. That was wrong as well. The real Arya Stark would have spat into his face.

[dreamerwithapen1]

Lara Fayne + Relationships (Part 2)

The current ruler of Black Rock is Lady Lara Fayne, the first ever woman to sit at the head of House Fayne, though it was done out of necessity, not choice. The previous Lord of Black Rock, Haelan Fayne (Lara’s father), was slain during the War of the Five Kings along with his heir Holden Fayne, so with her father and brother dead and no other living relatives, Lara had no choice but to assume the title of Lady. However, much to everyone’s surprise, Lady Lara Fayne is proving to be an extremely strong, cunning leader who is determined to do whatever it takes to ensure her people’s safety and survival as the cruel and ruthless House Bolton begins their invasion in the North.

[sevnhells]

FOR RICKON STARK / @deadmaynever​

❛  I was starting to think you weren’t planning on showing up for our lesson today. I’m glad I was wrong . ❜ His last words were evidently a subtle threat . A cunning grin then curls on confident lips as a single arm wraps around the boy’s back ; fingers gripping securely into his shoulder as he pulled him in closely to his side . ❛  You kept our friends waiting , and my beloved wife is certainly getting bored .  ❜ Ramsay then turns his attention to Sansa , who was forced to sit a few feet away to watch their lesson . But he smiles charmingly at the woman , a straight expression returned . ❛ Right, so !  ❜ With a bit of excitement in his voice , he then directs his subject’s attention to the man who hung on the post by tied wrists and ankles ; a perfect display of his house sigil . ❛  I thought a live target would be more fun to practice on . His screams in pain will give you a more ...  ❜ Motioning his hand in thought as he chooses his words carefully before he continues . ❛  ... realistic experience .   ❜  Now picking up a bow and arrow , he hands them to the boy , his free hand then patting his shoulder as he stepped aside to watch .  ❛  Don’t worry , he’s a friend of your bastard brother .  Traitorous , and will be flayed anyway , so you don’t need to be shy .  ❜  He still wore a smile, one with victory and eagerness to watch his planned events . ❛  Go on.  ❜

[mxnstersarereal]

@ascruelascunning asked for a lyric starter

“Where have you been? Where did you go?Those summer nights seem long ago...” She took a deep breath and looked her father in the eyes, she’d missed him sure. But he left. He’d promised he wouldn’t leave her and then he’d just left. It had broken her at first but then she grew used to it, adapted to the situation. Changed. “And so is the girl you used to call The Queen of New York City” 

She was a big girl now and she hadn’t needed a daddy to get there. She was grateful to have him back of course but she was an adult now and she didn’t know how to act around a father she hadn’t seen in years.

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[hjghgarden]

EDIT REQUEST MEME | @tyriion asked: got + favourite villain → ramsay bolton

if you think this has a happy ending you haven’t been paying attention.

[thepenguinhbo]

homemade, 100%. my personal hc that i love a ton is that in his younger days, he actually had a brief stint as a professional chef - and even though the restaurant had since been closed and no one remembers young oswald's handmade farfalle, he is still a spectacular, efficient cook. also i feel like cooking just transports him to a happier place, back when his life was not in shambles and his father would smile with pride as baby oz, covered in flour, presented him with sausage gravy he made for his old man.

"He didn't respond; her words actually brought up an old memory, one that he had kept locked away for years now. His father loved to have sausage gravy for breakfast; that's how Oswald - barely out of his toddler days - first learned how to make bechamel sauce. They had a cook, of course; but young Oswald was so endlessly fascinated by the curious nature of the thick, white sauce and how the end result was always greater than the sum of its plain, boring parts. He remembered the melted butter, bubbling in the pot; flour, spilling everywhere and creating white clouds as he meticulously weighted it to maintain the perfect one-to-one flour-to-butter ratio; a whisk, its handle just a bit too thick for his tiny hand to be held comfortably, scraping against the bottom of the pot rigorously-"

Do y'all think Oz is more of a takeout food guy or homemade food guy?