#Dragon Care 101!AU

[northernbluetongue]

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Good spotting! Jack’s tribe has been inspired by druids and their closeness to the natural world. I’m surprised you managed to link them together with how few drawings I’ve made of the au. Their clothing does have a lot to do about the fact that Jack’s tribe is very solitary and isolated, so they don’t get a lot of trading ships passing by. If not hand made, then most of their clothings are hand me downs and altered to fit. They’ll patch up tunics again and again until it looks like bits of fabric sown together to form something tunic shaped. They get very good at embroidering very quickly. The odd errand boy will go to the trading markets every other month for supplies, but other than that, they’ve got everything they need in their island.

[sweetbonniebel]

Jaes's hen jēdar

god's of the sky

Three

Daemon x reader, Rhaenyra x reader, Qoren Martell x reader

Masterlist <-previous , next->

108 AC Dragonstone

Vermithor screeched circling the castle of Dragonstone along Caraxes and Syrax. You sat next to your brother as he showed Rhaenyra his sword Darksister. The waves of blackwater bay crashed against the many cliffs of the island.

Rhaenyra quickly lost interest in her uncle's sword and ran away to play in the grass, you stayed watching your niece.

"What are you thinking about?" Daemon asked placing a stray strand of your silver hair behind your ear.

"I think that... that Aemma will die soon." You muttered staring at the endless sea, Daemon stilled and stared at you curiously.

"What makes you say that?" He questioned following your gaze.

"The pregnancies are killing her, Viserys is adamant about having a son. Until she delivers a boy he will not stop." You said watching seven year old Rhaenyra play in the meadow.

"He wants a son so I can stop being his her." Your brother answered.

"You are not his heir." Daemon furrowed his brows staring at you expectantly "Viserys never named you his heir, you chose to believe that you are but you're not. I do not think you would make a good King... You're a formidable warrior and dragon ride yes but you lack patience."

Daemon chuckled

"If I'm not his heir then who is? He has no son, by law I am his successor." Your brother was quick to anger, you sighed as you saw rage bubbling inside him.

"Rhaenyra is his heir."

"Rhaenyra is a girl. The council of 101 AC established an iron precedent on matters of succession. The Iron Throne could not pass to a woman, or to a male descendant of a woman." Daemon said remembering the succession crisis.

"I know the law Daemon I was there. Times change..." You refused the Andals tradition of male primogeniture. "In old Valyria men and women were equal, the eldest child was the heir. The decision to put our brother on the throne was made because we rule a country populated by Andals with different customs."

"You're too smart for your own good. If you weren't as pretty you would be a second Vaegon." You chuckled at Daemon's joke. Uncle Vaegon was an archmaester in the citadel, a brooding and cold man. You have met your uncle a few times, he wasn't welcoming or nice but he knew of your passion for books. He lend you many books that resided in the citadel.

"Uncle Vaegon is smart." You smiled at your brother.

"Vaegon is a boring, cold old man."

"He is one and forty."

"You're very adamant on defending Vaegon, perhaps you hold something more than fondness for your uncle?" Daemon laughed and a blush of embarrassment coated your cheeks.

"I am defending our uncle because he doesn't deserve your insults." You muttered bringing your knees to your chin. Your brother chuckled and threw his arm around you and he kissed the top of your head.

"I am merely jesting sweet girl."

"I know... Will you be leaving again?" You asked your brother quietly.

"Perhaps, I have to return to Runestone by the order of our brother." Daemon said with venom in his words. You hummed and leaned on his shoulder.

"I do not want to see you go, the court is so boring without your squabbles with every noble." You mumbled, your brother chuckled.

"And you are better?" He questioned "You hate court with every fiber of your being."

"I do not hate court is it simply boring. With Grandsire no-one cares about me, it is Rhaenyra they want." You said tears burning behind your eyes. "It is her they call the realms delight while I rot in the shadows."

"Hmm... perhaps you could use a change of scenery?" Daemon muttered and you immediately perked up.

"Can we go to Essos?!" You asked quickly, your brother smiled.

"Perhaps, or you can go to the Vale with me." You nodded happily and hugged Daemon.

"I wish to see Valyria." You whispered in his shoulder, Daemon tensed.

"I know but you mustn't... Do you know our great aunt's story?"

"Which great aunt? Rhaena?" You asked curiously sitting in Daemon's lap.

"Not Rhaena, her daughter Aerea."

"She died of a fever." You answered remembering your great aunt.

"Not entirely sweet girl. One night Aerea snuck into Dragonmont and claimed Balerion, no one has seen her or the black dread for over a year but one day she returned. Aerea was severely ill as was Balerion, she was almost unrecognizable; she was stick thin, and whatever clothes she still wore were nothing more than tatters. Her hair was matted and a tangled mess, and her eyes were bloody. The knight that carried her to the maester said that he felt her fever through his armor and something was moving inside her body." You listened intensely to the story "Aerea's fever was one unlike anything he had seen before. The septon described her as burning, with a red skin and having barely an ounce of flesh upon her bones, appearing gaunt and starved. Swellings moved under her skin, Barth said she was cooking from within. Smoke came from her mouth, nose, and her nether regions. Aerea's eyes cooked within her skull until they burst. When the princess was lowered into the tub of ice, "slimy, unspeakable things" making horrible sounds emerged from under her skin—one as long as his arm—but the "creatures of heat and fire" died from the cold of the ice."

You listened horrified to the story your brother was saying, it was during your grandsire's rule. But what did Aerea's illness had to do with Valyria. Daemon noticing your confusion continued.

"Septon Barth speculated that Balerion, not Aerea, had chosen their destination; as likely the only living creature in the world that had known Valyria before it was destroyed in the Doom, Balerion had returned home, where accursed creatures as those found inside Aerea now lived."

“Does that mean that dragons live in Valyria?" You asked curiously only one thing on your mind.

"Those creatures inside Aerea were not dragons sweet girl." Daemon responded. "If you wish to know more of these beasts Septon Barth wrote a book about dragon origins."

"That book is looked down upon..." You mumbled.

"The citadel only wishes to give us information they deem suitable, that doesn't mean you shouldn't read the book." Your brother mused "I just happen to have a copy..."

"Brother please! Can you lend it to me! Please!" You pleaded grabbing Daemon's shoulders and shooting his body with little strength you had. Your elder brother laughed and nodded.

"In return I have a favour to ask of you..." He said mysteriously you quieted down and nodded.

"I'll do anything!" You said, Daemon tapped his cheek with his finger. You smiled and left a smooch on his face.

"We should be returning soon or else our brother might strangle me." Daemon mused.

"Rhaenyra!" You shouted, the girl turned quickly and ran towards you. "Come, we must return." You said and grabbed her hand, you glanced up at the sky to see your dragons in the sky. It was as if they could read your thoughts, quickly abandoning their chase and landing on the ground.

You smiled and skipped towards the bronze fury, you scratched the scales under his maw. The dragon purred happily leaning into your touch.

"Once we return I shall order that a deer be brought to your cave." You said in your mother tongue, knowing of your dragons preference for deer. You easily climbed the large dragon and left Dragonstone.

...

You entered your chambers clad in bronze dragon leather mimicking the scales of your mount.

"Your Highness." Mya, your maid bowed as you approached your desk throwing the gloves off to the side.

"Good morrow Mya." You said glancing at the books and parchment on the wooden table. "Any letters?"

The maid shuffled and retrieved a scroll, sealed by the familiar sun and spear. You smiled breaking the insignia and read the letter send by Qoren.

"Is the prince still smitten?" Mya asked curiously, you nodded a small smile on your lips. Despite seven years apart you and Qoren often wrote to each other.

You said placing the parchment on your desk. Grabbing a spare parchemnt and dipping your feather in quill you begun to write a response. "Mya, if you could pass this letter to the rookery." Pouring the hot wax over the letter you placed your seal. A bronze dragon on a black background.

"At once your highness." The maid said, bowed and rushed to the rookery.

You giddily smiled and left your chambers searching for you eldest brother.

Ser Harrold Westerling dutifully stood before the King's chambers. His silver armor illuminated by the torches.

"Princess." The knight bowed his head, and announced your presence.

"Viserys!" You smiled and rushed to hug your brother.

"y/n, to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" He asked hunched over his model of old Valyria.

"Can't I visit my brother the King?" You mused glancing at the Valyria sculpture. Viserys laughed and ushered you inside.

"This tower is wrong." you said pointing at the build. Viserys curiously looked to what you're referring to. "It should be holding liquid fire as an heraldry to Gaelithox."

"My, you are right."

"Of course I'm right... Valyria is a fascinating civilisation isn't it."

"If only we could bring it back." Viserys sighed sadly.

"But we can Viserys... your are the King, your word is law."

"It is not that simple y/n" He started "You know how hard grandsire fought for the doctrine of exceptionalism."

"Excactly, grandsire laid the fundaments we need. Now we can use them to build!" You exclaimed "Uncle Vaegon has a chain of Valyrian Steel, he could help us."

Viserys chuckled at your childlike wonder.

"The world will never see a civilisation as magnificent as Old Valyria, we barely know our history. We have to learn more."

In the next few weeks you barely ate or slept, consumed by various books on the history of Valyria. Uncle Vaegon per your request send you as many books from the citadel as he could. Many letters were exchanged between the two of you. You offering various theories and Vaegon negating them.

"Brother! Brother!" You shouted bursting to his chambers, starting him and Aemma.

"Seven hells y/n, it is barely dusk." Viserys mumbled leaning into his wife's side.

"Good morrow y/n" Aemma responded

"It could not wait." You exclaimed placing as many parchemnts and books you could hold in your arms.

"What could not wait?" Viserys groggily asked sitting in his bed.

"Valyria dear brother!"

Aemma stood from the bed clasping her swollen belly. She slowly waddled to you and glanced at the books.

"What is this?"

"This my queen is our ancestry." You responded helping her sit.

Drawing depicting the great city of Valyria, towers occupied by dragons, rivers of fire, colourful plants that grew everywhere, temples dedicated to the fourteen flames, great structures build from dragon glass.

"In the age of heroes there were hundred of thousands of dragon roaming the world. And yet only the people of Valyria tamed them. Some texts say that our ancestors were dragons, that we are their descendants and that is why we can form bonds and ride them."

"y/n this is..." Viserys mumbled glancing at the knowledge before him. "How did you find this?"

"Uncle Vaegon helped me, but I found knowledge about Valyria from books and scrolls that depicted the history of other Essosi cities."

"What would the faith think of this?" Aemma asked appaled.

"The faith of the seven was brought by the Andals, Valyria worshipped many deities but the main one were the fourteen flames. The faith does not influence us as were are not of Andal decent. We have magic in our blood, magic that no one else possesses. That is why the North does not preach the faith of the seven. They are the descendants of the first men and they follow the old gods of stream, forest and stone."

"y/n is right we are not Andals we merely rule them." Viserys agreed examining the various books, scrolls and parchments.

"This would make a lovely tapestry." Aemma said picking up a drawing of dragons dancing in the sky. "Perhaps the Red Keep would benefit from a little renovation."

"A marvellous idea, my love." Viserys said pressing a kiss to Aemma's hand. "This is extraordinary y/n. Father would have been very proud of you."

Gradually the Red Keep got rid of the emblem of the seven, replacing them with tapestries and statues depicting old Valyria, dragon lords and dragons. Many lord gathered at court to posses even a drop of knowledge of Old Valyria. The change didn't disturb the faith as the renovation have been done over a course of many years.

You smiled seeing the changes knowing that you were the one to influence them. Things however were not as happy as they could have been. Queen Aemma has lost four children in the span of three years, two pregnancies ended before her terms and two stillborn children. This time however the King was sure that the Queen will deliver a healthy son.

The tourney in honour of the heir inside the belly of Queen Aemma has begun. Many lords and ladies came to King's Landing to celebrate such a joyous ocassion. The dispute of the realm would vanish when the baby boy is born.

Not fond of tourneys y/n decided to visit Aemma. To her there was nothing the least bit enjoyable about men knocking each other off horses with long sticks. Such violence and bloodshed was redundant. 

The princess stopped at the tall doors of the Queen's chambers, two guards with solemn faces greeted the princess, announcing her presence.

"Your Grace." y/n walked in, curtseying before the Arryn. The princess raised her eyebrows once she saw of the condition Aemma was in. Pained expression, body and hair damp with sweat. 

"Oh, sweet y/n, how good of you to come." The Queen visibly brightened up seeing the princess. "Has the tourney begun?" 

"Not yet, but everyone is awaiting impatiently." She answered, sitting next to the Queen. 

"I must say, I fear of what will happen." Aemma sighed finding it easy to confide in her good sister. Despite being just ten and five she possessed an intellect rivalling her uncle Vaegon.

She enjoyed politics and history. Vaegon was not fond of children or anyone else for that matter but he made an exception for his niece. The two exchanged letters and the Archmaester lend her books from the citadel.

Princess y/n often whispered to her niece of politics, history, economics when it was needed. Being on the quieter side, y/n did not posses many friends. While being exceptionally smart she did not enjoy being at court, she did however enjoyed bards that sung the tales of her ancestors.

Beside Rhaenyra y/n was very fond of her brother Daemon as he was of her. He often gave her many gifts from his travels from valyrian steel jewerly to books and other trinkets. It was a common occurrence to see Vermithor and Caraxes together in the skies.

"As a mother you are prone to worry for your children, even the unborn ones.” y/n said, sensing the distressed state Aemma was in. Not wanting to deepen her fear of labour she tried to console the pregnant woman.

"It is the burden we posses as royal women, our duty is to produce heirs. We give the realm new princes and princesses." Aemma sighed sadly. "Soon enough you will be in my place." y/n smiled sadly, she knew that Aemma was right and yet she preferred to not think about the near future. 

Aemma thanked the princess and ushered her to join the celebrations her husband so desperately adored. y/n felt guilty for leaving the Queen alone, but nonetheless she obeyed leaving the chambers.

"Sweet y/n! You have finally graced us with your presence!" The king rejoiced, the princess bowed and took her seat on the left of Viserys.

"Unlike you brother I do not enjoy seeing men knocking each other off horses." y/n whispered and took her place on the left of the King. 

y/n engaged with the aristocracy, exchanging greeting and pleasantries with the lords and ladies in the royal balcony. Despite the happy aura of the day, she could not help the worry that bubbled in her gut. Turning to her brother she took him by the hand.

"Brother, I worry for Aemma." y/n said her eyes sad worry swimming in her red orbs. "She says she fears the labour, you have to ensure she will be safe." 

"Dear sister, Aemma will be fine. She will deliver a son and the realm will rejoice at their new heir." Viserys said confidently, he seemed to not worry for his wife's wellbeing as much as the sex of the baby that she might deliver.

y/n tugged at the skin's of her fingers in nervousness. The crowd grew larger and larger with each minute, the lords and ladies helped themselves to cake, wine and other delights. y/n refrained from eating, her stomach twisted in nervousness. 

From the corner of her eye she saw the hand Otto Hightower whisper something in Viserys's ear. His eyes visibly lit up, he made his way to the railing of the balcony.

"Queen Aemma has begun her labours!" Viserys shouted and the crowd erupted in applause. y/n glanced at Rhaenyra, a worried look painted on both of their faces. 

The announcer took everybody's attention, introducing today's tourney participants. Knights and sons of lord from all over the seven kingdoms joined the joust.

"Prince Daemon Targaryen!" The crowd erupted in applause; the dragon prince strode confidently on his white horse. The black dragon armor shone lightly in the sun. 

"May I ask for the favor of princess y/n?" Daemon asked, she rolled her eyes but smiled, nonetheless. She stood from her chair and retrieved her black and violet bouquet throwing it at the lance of her half-brother.

"Let my favour guide you in this challenge." y/n said loudly for the crowd to hear "I hope someone knocks you off your horse and humble you, my dear brother." y/n teased the prince and he gave her a sly look.

"Let us pray you do not hope to hard, my dear sister." Daemon said and trotted away on his horse. y/n turned around to see Otto whisper something once more to Viserys, his skin turned paler and his breath shallowed. 

Aemma

Quickly abandoning the joust, she quickly slipped away from the balcony and ran to Aemma's chambers. She could hear the Queen's screams from far away. Her heart ached to think of her mother figure in such agony. 

"Aemma!" y/n shouted and her blood run cold. The bed and the linen cloth were stained with scarlet blood. Aemma cried and wailed, her skin and hair sweaty.

"Your royal highness, I advise you to leave. This is no place for children." The maester Mellos said turning his attention away from the Queen.

"I care not for your advice Maester, I am here for the Queen." y/n said sternly and turned towards the contracting Aemma. "My sweet Queen I am here." She whispered

"y/n?" Aemma panted. "My sweet daughter..." 

The princesses eyes filled with tears, she held the hand of her sister enduring the pain just like Aemma. The doors burst open moments later, Viserys walked in. 

"Brother you must stop this!" y/n shouted

"Please get it out of me..." Aemma wailed and clung to the hand of her sister in law. She could smell the faint notes of milk of the poppy on the Queen. From the corner of her eye she could see her brother and the maester talking. Then two guards stepped towards y/n, she looked at her brother but saw fear in his eyes.

"Guards escort her royal highness to her chambers." Viserys whispered.

The two kings guards took her by the arms, she looked around confused. Her gaze landing on the knife in the maester's hand, the servant took Aemma by her legs and pulled her down. 

"NO!" y/n screamed "Viserys stop this!" She begun to trash in the guards hold. "It is not worth it!" 

"Viserys?" Aemma whispered "What is going on?" 

"They’re going to bring it out now... I love you, Aemma..." Viserys whispered and kissed his wife's sweaty brow.

"What..?" Aemma looked around scared "No... Viserys. I'm scared. Please." 

"Viserys!" y/n screamed her voice hoarse and raspy. The guards dragged her away from the scene. "Aemma!" 

Queen Aemma smiles at Viserys before fading away again. The maesters go to work in the king’s periphery. Aemma suddenly begins screaming in agony. Her body jerks as it is tugged, pulled and cut.

Viserys holds her hand to his cheek, sobbing. He tries to block out the noise, but Aemma’s pain spears through him.

Then, the Queen goes silent. Time passes in a vacuum. Until the faint wail of a newborn shatters the quiet. The king lifts his head to see the midwives wrapping the baby into swaddling.

...

The body of Aemma and little Baelon laid on the pyre wrapped in cloth. King Viserys choking on his own tears, unable to speak and think. Mourning the death of his wife and his son Baelon. 

Rhaenyra stands apart from him. Her eyes are red from crying, but there’s another emotion on her face...anger. Hand in hand with y/n, their expressions similar. The black dress on y/n’s body swayed delicately in the wind.  

"Ñurho valonqro paghyro jēdunna, lo tolijī kepa ñuha kirimvī rhēdos pendan?" Rhaneyra asked rhetorically tears escaping her reddened eyes. y/n squeezed her hand leaning onto the princess’s shoulder. (I wonder if, for those few hours my brother lived, my father finally found happiness.)

"Kepa aōha avy sīr ojūdo tubiro toliot jorrāelza." Daemon spoke boring holes into the Kings head. (Your father needs you more now than he ever has.)

"Trēsy dōrī kesan." Rhaenyra whispered and strode towards her golden steed. (I will never be a son)

"Kesā sagon tolmiot sȳrkta than mirre dārys" y/n whispered to Rhaenyra as she left. Daemon wrapped his arm around his siter bringing her into his embrace. Knowing that y/n saw the brutal scenes of Aemma’s labour, he felt sorry for the little princess. Gently caressing her silver locks. The two dragon rider’s stood in solemn silence watching Rhaenyra. (You will be far better than any king.)

"Dracarys, Syrax!" Syrax opens her maw and expels a column of dragonfire, which sets alight both the biers. Queen Aemma and Prince Baelon are consumed by the flame. Twin columns of black smoke, bent by a strong morning wind, rise from the twin funeral pyres as mother and child burn. 

...

The two princesses dreseed in black mourning attire laid in Rhaenyra’s chambers. Their hands intertwined, tears falling onto the bed. 

“Aemma was a good woman.” y/n whispered caressing the silver haired girl’s cheek, she leaned into the warm touch.

“She was… I know she saw you as a daughter.” Rhaenyra whispered her voice hoarse from crying. “And I hope you know that I see you as my sister, the one I never had.” The red-eyed princess sobbed hugging the motherless child. 

“She loved you deeply.” y/n whispered.

...

She wanted to scream, cry and rage. She held her emotions back, seeing the state her brother was in. She sighed and walked towards his grace in the small council chamber. Putting her palm on Viserys's shoulder.

"y/n?" Viserys asked, his voice tired and sad.

"Yes dear brother." She answered. "I come to ask how you feel." Tears escaped the king's eyes, he banged his fists on the table. 

"The council is pressuring me to name an heir and re-marry. As if my son and wife didn't just die!" He cried angrily. y/n sat in silence helping her brother mourn the loss of his family, placing her palm on his back offering some comfort.

"What should I do?" He asked defeated, glancing at his sister. Silence befallen the two siblings.

"Put your trust in Rhaenyra. Name her heir like you always desired." y/n whispered.

Viserys nodded solemnly, standing from his chair he hugged the young princess. She sadly smiled caressing his back.

...

y/n found Daemon in his chambers, the man dressed in a linen shirt and leather pants sat comfortably before the fireplace, a goblet of red in his hand. She stormed to her brother and took the cup from his hand slamming it on the table next to her. The rogue prince raised an eyebrow, glancing at the red-eyed girl.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence, dear sist-” Daemon spoke, his voice laced with sarcasm. Not being able to control her anger she slapped the prince on his cheek ending his words.

“Issi ao hen hen aōha ribazma!” She shouted, the prince took off guard by the unusual behavior displayed by his siter. He palmed the red spot growing on his cheek. “Skorkydoso could vestrā bona!” (Are you out of your mind!/ How could you say that!)

“Ivestragon skoros?” Daemon asked feigning cluelessness. (Say what?)

“Gaomagon daor tymagon doru-borto lēda nyke, Daemon!” She accused standing over her brother. Her hands squeezed in fists that she barely held back. The princess sighed and took a seat next to her half-brother. (Do not play dumb with me) 

“How could you say such a thing. You should be offering Rhaenyra or Viserys comfort! Not celebrating the death of your nephew!” y/n said, bitter tears ecaped her green orbs. Daemon finally looked ashamed; his gaze lowered onto the crackling fire. “Well… say something!” But the prince stayed silent.

“You should beg Viserys for forgiveness on your knees. He could have your head for this.” y/n whispered.

“He has no spine for that.” Daemon mused, breaking his streak of silence. 

“Perhaps he does not. His patience with you however runs thin...” y/n whispered glancing at the silver haired man. 

“He always wanted to get rid of me. Sending me away to that bronze bitch, the city watch anywhere by near him.” He spoke words laced with venom. 

“You have not given him any reason to put you by his side!” The princess said raising her delicate voice. “I know you want to protect him, but this is no way of showing it.”

“If it is his wish to exile me from court then go ahead. I hold no sympathy or love for these pompous nobles, you know that.” Daemon countered.

“I do not want you to leave especially in exhile.” y/n whispered. “You should be here by your family’s side, by my side.” 

Daemon stared at his sister the flames of the fire illuminating her Valyrian features. He stood up from his seat and stepped towards the silver haired girl, he sighed and kneeled before her. His violet eyes staring into her red ones. 

“I do not want to leave you, you know that.” Daemon whispered the princess stayed silent. The prince placed his head in the lap of his half-sister, he could feel as her fingers threaded through his straight silver locks. “You should come with me.” He could feel as y/n stopped her fingers.

“I will not leave Rhaenyra.” Her voice stern, moving her brother’s head she stood from her seat, eyes filled with anger and resentment stared at the mighty prince. Without a word she left, the prince on his knees stared at the retreating form of the princess.

...

Princess Rhaenyra dressed in the red and black of the House of the Dragon stands at the foot of the Iron Throne. The throne room is packed with lords, ladies and knights from every corner of the realm. The mood is one of celebration. King Viserys crowned and dressed in the ceremonial armor of his house and with the Targaryen ancestral sword Blackfyre sheathed at his hip, sits upon the Iron Throne. y/n stands next to the King, her own gown in the colours of Targaryen's. The lords of the realm gather one after the other. Lord Corlys Velaryon kneels first, glancing at the royal family.

"Corlys of House Velaryon, Lord of the Tides and Master of Driftmark." Grand maester Mellos announced. 

"I, Corlys Velaryon, Lord of Driftmark, promise to be faithful to King Viserys and his named heir, the Princess Rhaenyra. I pledge fealty to them and shall defend them against all enemies in good faith and without deceit. I swear this by the old gods and the new." 

y/n looked from above, the crowd's gaze was focused on Rhaenyra, now heir to the iron throne. She glanced at the princess and smiled deeply at her niece. Observing the realm bow at her feet and promise loyalty to her as heir.

The high septon lays a golden collar around Rhaenyra’s shoulders, King Viserys addresses his lords and subjects.

"I, Viserys Targaryen, first of his name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm do hereby name Rhaenyra Targaryen the Princess of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne."

The three and ten year old princess looks out across the lords of the realm that she will be responsible for holding together. A proud smile etched on her feauters, welcoming her new future.

y/n stared solemnly at Viserys, knowing the dispute that happened between him and Daemon urged him to name Rhaenyra heir. She knew that her niece will face have to face many hardships as the only female heir to the iron throne. Knowing that she decided to become her protector help her in any way she was able to cement her status as the rightful future Queen. With that the princess begun her works at court. Servants, knights, septas and many nobles have fallen into her grasp. She spinned the web of spies and informants throughout the seven kingdoms. 

Princess Rhaenyra was named princess of Dragonstone at only five and ten, as her father’s only child the nobility quickly accepted the heir. Many speculated that naming the princess heir was the doing of her aunt y/n Targaryen. It was known that the princess held much influence at court as her brother’s secret advisor. With her influence she worked for the good of the people, improving the crown’s reputation. The nobles as well as the smallfolk admired and loved the princess for her kidness and generosity. – From the dragon bringer by the feather and quill of Grand Maester Roland.

[throwaway-yandere]

𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃:

"–ℌ𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣; 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔞𝔷𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔰𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔶𝔰𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔞𝔷𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩, 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔬𝔰?"

GENSHIN IMPACT

MONDSTADT:

Albedo:

"No." (Professor!Albedo/Student!Reader)

Diluc Ragnvindr:

Dinner With Steaks and Flowers

His Closest Childhood Friend (Soldier, Poet, King)

"O Capo! My Capo!" (debut: chapter 2)

Not Through The Grapevine (yandere!idol event)

I Got Reincarnated As A Server NPC In An Otome Game But A Capture Target Won’t Leave Me Alone 

Kaeya Alberich:

ESTHER (yandere!idol event)

Maid!Merman!Kaeya drabble

"Venti":

Hysteric Humanoid (SAGAU)

LIYUE:

"Zhongli":

Waking Up A Lying Dragon (Bakunawa!Reader)

"If the pedestal is beautiful, then the statue must be even more beautiful."

Xiao:

Wound Dressings (yan!idol event)

Yanfei

Quick yan!fei (lol) brainrot

INAZUMA:

Arataki "Numero Uno" Itto:

Hana Yori Dango (non!yandere itto)

Of Dream A-Dreaming (yandere!idol event)

Kaedehara Kazuha

Flawless

Kamisato Ayato:

Blind Obedience (P2: A Myriad of Fallen Leaves)

Careful, He Bites (P2: Hana Yori Dango) 

Ghost in the Kamisato Estate (minific series)

EDMR (yandere!idol event)

ERROR 401: GONE (Faceless!Ayato)

Faceless Ayato thoughts 1,

The Owner Who Broke The Leash (Chainsaw Man au with Ayato as Makima)

Raiden Ei:

Sunshowers

Thoma:

His Adorable Pen Pal (Soldier, Poet, King)

Shikanoin Heizou

Posteriori (yandere!idol event)

SUMERU:

Alhaitham:

Vision Qualifications

Worksheets 

"O Capo! My Capo!" (Mafia au series)

Alhaitham's Type (yandere!idol event)

Alhaitham selling his soul to a devil!reader brainrot

Dendro NA: 101 (Can be read as VQ’s p2)

Flawless

Cyno:

"O Capo! My Capo!" (Mafia au series)

Alone Together (yandere!idol event)

Dottore:

Click & Drag drabble (feat Cyno)

Classical Conditioning

"Aren't You Supposed To Hate Me?" (yandere!idol event)

Tighnari:

Creative Differences (check "#tag: cd - tighnari" for additional headcanons)

"O Capo! My Capo!!" (Mafia au series)

The Boar Prince/ss (non-yandere secret santa event)

Kaveh:

Paint (non!yandere kaveh, just fluff)

Canvas (drabble)

Flawless

His Version of You

Short boyfriend!kaveh drabble on OCMC/Mafia setting

Wanderer:

Apotheosis Upon Your First Feast

Scarborough Fair/Canticle (Prince au)

Flawless

Drabble: Prince Scara x Farmer

FOUNTAINE:

Neuvillette:

Death Has No Dignity

Wriothesley:

And The Sun Is Silent

SNEZHNAYA/FATUI:

Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax:

His Ice Fishing Buddy (Soldier, Poet, King)

Comfort (drabble)

Pantalone:

Apotheosis Upon Your First Feast

OUTLANDERS/KHAENRIAH'NS:

Aether:

Hysteric Humanoid (SAGAU)

Dainsleif, my beloved:

Hysteric Humanoid

Ouroboros, The 8th Capo (OC!MC!)

Estella's Modern!Dain x Reader but I made it yandere lmao (dw it's my irl bestie)

"If You Truly Loved Me, You Should Be Dead" (hitman!dain, my husband.)

Dolce Stil Nuovo

Lumine:

Hysteric Humanoid

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

SOLDIER, POET, KING

"What if Varka's cousin found 3 different secret admirers?"

"Someone like that getting admirers? As if."

Parts:

His Ice Fishing Buddy, His Adorable Pen Pal, His Closest Childhood Friend

HYSTERIC HUMANOID

"Even today, don't give up on a human heart; claim it even if it hurts." - ALKALOID

A SAGAU fic where The Creator had turned into an amnesiac who believed they're a mere impostor with a knack for gravity manipulation and not much else. And it appears that both Lumine and Dainsleif would stop at nothing to get you on their side.

Chapters, Side Stories & Their Main Focus Characters:

♦ Prologue: The Longest Devout Believers - Dainsleif, Lumine, Venti, and Kaeya

♦ Chapter 1: 500 Year Long Identity Crisis - Baizhu, Dainsleif, Lumine

♦ Drabble 1: How would they celebrate your birthday/The Creator's anniversary? - Dainsleif, Lumine, Baizhu, Venti, Kaeya, Zhongli, Ayaka

♦ Chapter 2: A Contract Long Overdue (WIP) - Zhongli, Dainsleif, Kaeya

"O CAPO! MY CAPO!"

Set in visionless 1920s Teyvat, three inconspicuous yet significant men began to spy on the Fatui's 8th Capo: (Y/n) (L/n). The story begins when the Innamorati Familia's headquarters burns down and in a twist of fate, to say that you've been dealt with an awful hand would be the understatement of the decade. Can you survive– most importantly– can you make the right choices? ((Welcome to the interactive mafia au fic! Have fun voting on the polls!!!))

Otome Game Main Love Interests:

Inquisitor Cyno, Informant Tighnari, Underboss Alhaitham, (CURRENTLY LOCKED: Church Architect Kaveh)

Secret Routes:

Visconti Diluc, "Venti" (LOCKED), ??? (LOCKED), ???, ???, ???

Chapters:

1: "O Capo! My Capo!"

2: The Capo's Soliloquy 

Bad End 1: "You're Collei's Friend, After All!"

3: The Fox Hunt (Tuqburni)

BRAND NEW ARCHON (Chapter 1-3 animatic)

Short bf!Kaveh drabble (not "canon)

"My Beloved Producer..." (GENSHIN IDOL AU)

Masterlist

NOTE: CHECK YOUR COMMUNITY LABEL SETTINGS AND TURN OFF FILTERS IF THE MASTERLIST LINK WON'T WORK. Tumblr must've thought I wrote something explicit (in a masterlist???) and tagged it as mature :///

Flawless

Aka: my last fanfic featuring Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Kaveh, and Kazuha. A fanfic-game with 4 branching endings.

Premise: You're stuck in a killing game inside your dream school. It started with 16 students– and now you're left with only 6 of them. Senior Faruzan was murdered. Who is the culprit among these 5 people?

Link

FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES

BLUE LIONS:

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd: (my fave fictional man of all time)

Saudade

ps: he's your underboss in "O Capo! My Capo!" lol

BLACK EAGLES:

(coming soon...)

GOLDEN DEER:

(coming soon...)

GARREG MACH MONASTERY:

(coming soon...)

HONKAI: STAR RAIL

ASTRAL EXPRESS:

(coming soon...)

JARILO VI:

Gepard Landau

What Happened At 10:10 (has 2 endings. Won't link it, reach the end of the story in your own way.)

XIANZHOU LUOFU:

Jing Yuan

Misaligned Strings (non-yandere, pure fluff & angst)

IPC

Dr. Veritas Ratio

His Version of You

PENACONY

Sunday

Cannibal!Sunday HCs

"ℑ'𝔡 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔡𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡."

"𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔡. 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔩."

[bangtanloverboys]

the pet whisperer // kth

summary - after receiving a ghost egg as a reward from a quest, you go looking to help get it hatched. but instead of finding the doctor, you find his assistant

pairing - pet trainer!taehyung x pet owner!reader 

genre - fluff; wizard 101 au

word count - 1.5k

warnings - dip’s made up lore, friendships, quick mention of fear but nothing bad

guide - conjury = myth school; necromancy = death school; divination = storm school; marleybonian = british cat person

author’s note - this one is a tad short, as i just like the interactions and building up of the pet world. it’s just a little cute thing

the seven schools of ravenwood masterlist

Growing up there was one thing you would always ask your parents for every year for your birthday: a pet. It didn’t matter what type, it could’ve been a piggle, an imp, a dragon, a firecat, anything! All you wanted was your own buddy to train and hang out with. Unfortunately, your parents never liked the idea. Your father was allergic to feathers, your mother wasn’t fond of the idea of taking care of yet another thing on top of you and your siblings, and it was a lot of responsibility that you simply couldn’t handle at such a young age. So you shelved the childhood dream of having a pet, going through school and only gazing longingly at the other students as they brought their pets to school for show and tell or for dueling practice. 

Only after you’d moved out of your family home in Olde Town and gotten your own apartment in Firecat Alley did you finally revisit the dream. You had started doing oddball errands and jobs that other wizards refused in order to save up to help purchase a pet. It was by pure chance of luck that one of those little excursions had you being rewarded with a pet! A ghost egg, how fitting considering you’re a necromancer.

With the egg tucked safely into your pack, you approached the Pet Pavilion. You’d been down the street before as a younger student, watching some of the traveling animal shows that passed through. But now as a new pet owner, you felt a bit out of your depth and a tad nervous.

“Hey, can I help you with anything?” A voice pulled you out of your thoughts. The voice belonged to a (very attractive) blond man, no taller than you, dressed head to toe in blue and yellow; he had to be a conjurer. 

“Hi, I uh- I just got this ghost egg and I’m looking to hatch it.” You pulled your pack to the side, lifting up the lid to show the grey shell to him. 

“First time pet owner?”

You nodded. 

“Alright! So for hatching we’re gonna set ‘em up in the Hatchery then, it takes a couple hours but it’s sooner than waiting. This way,” he said as he started leading you up the stairs towards the large building at the end of the pavilion. “My name’s Taehyung Frogtamer, by the way.”

“Y/N Redwraith,” you responded as you followed him. Inside the Hatchery, sounds of electricity buzzed and lights flashed, catching you off guard for a moment. Along the side of the room were small seats where various eggs were placed, hooked up to a machine. On the floor was a large insignia for divination, leading you to believe storm magic must’ve helped power it all. Despite it being layered in magic, you couldn’t help but think it all looked like something you’d seen in an old book on Marleybone, a world filled with electricity and machinery rather than magic. You must’ve looked a tad unsettled as Taehyung pulled your attention away from them. 

“Don’t worry, this is all very humane and safe. Unordinary, yes. But all pets are healthy, trust me.” Even under Taehyung’s assurance, it was still a tad nerve wracking. The Pet Pavilion was still fairly new, so having egg hatched under assistance was still a relatively new practice. Especially for Wizard City.

“You’re the doctor, so I’ll trust you.”

Your words visibly shook him, as his mouth fell open to say something but before he could respond a new voice interjected. 

“Frogtamer is not the doctor.” You turned your head towards the voice, and on a platform was a Marleybonian dressed in a lab coat and other medical tools. “I am Doctor Purreau.”

Heat gathered in your cheeks, embarrassed at your assumption. “I’m sorry, he seems very knowledgeable and I’ve never quite been in here before,” you confessed, scratching at the back of your neck. 

“Hmm,” Dr. Purreau regarded you with a disinterested look. He didn’t say anything else before turning his back on your, looking back towards an egg that was strapped to a chair, watching it as it cracked and came to life. 

Turning back to Taehyung, he gestured for you to follow him to the other side of the hall room. “Dr. P is. . . he is a character, but a good doctor. Trust in the science. Now, I can still help you, if you’re interested?”

“Yes, thank you.” Taehyung looked to you then to your bag, slightly nodding to it. “Oh, right!” You reached into your pack, carefully pulling out the large grey egg. Slowly, you placed it into Taheyung’s hands. You watched as he delicately placed it into the chair, strapping it in. You gnawed on your lower lip as he began to hook it up the machine, lowering the metal headset down to the crown of the egg. The blond approached the side of the machine where a large lever was on display. 

Wrapping his hands around the handle, Taehyung looked over to you. “You might want to shield your eyes.” 

Doing as he said, your hands came up to your eyes as he lowered the lever. Bright flashes of lightning and claps of thunder filled your ears. You swore, it was so loud you feared you might’ve lost your hearing. But in a matter of moments, it was done! The room went quiet and you peeled your hands away from your eyes. Seated in the remaining bits of shell was the head of a ghost, its ghoulish hood looking around its new surroundings.

“Oh my stars!” You gasped as Taehyung removed the straps from its remaining bit of shell. It floated away from the chair, making a beeline for you. 

“Already knows their owner!” Taehyung cheered, smiling brightly at you as the small ghost did circles around your legs. “Do you have a name for ‘em?”

“Honestly? I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?” You couldn’t take your eyes off of them, smiling so hard your cheeks began to ache. 

“Well I have a cyclops named Sir Noodle, a piggle named Avery, a dragon named Stormfly, and a serpent named Shadow. So I’m not the best with name ideas as they’ll just sort of. . . pop up in my head and I just go ‘good enough’.”

“Hmm,” you got down on your knees, reaching out to the ghost. They reached out for your hand, a cool chill rushing through you as their disembodied hand grasped against yours. “Jeffery?”

You watched as Taehyung gave you a cheeky smile at that. “Just Jeffery? No titles or anything?”

“Nope,” you shook your head. “They’re just Jeffery.”

“Just Jeffery it is,” he said as he scribbled something down on a piece of paper before handing it to you. “Certificate of ownership and hatching certificate.”

“Thank you,” you smiled as you took the papers from him. 

“I’ll walk you out?” He asked, phrasing it as a question. 

“Please.” And so the two of you walked side by side out of the hatchery, Jeffery trailing close behind at your heels. 

“Ghosts will eat any food that other pets will eat; but they have preference for foods like penne dreadful, square watermelon, and dastardly radish,” Taehyung rambled as the lead you out of the darkness of the Hatchery and into the bright sunlight of the pavilion. 

“Duly noted, thank you so much.” 

“It’s my pleasure, I love pets and animals. It’s all I’ve ever dreamed of doing.”

“Really?” 

“Yeah, I mean, Dr. Purreau says I’ve got a knack for it.”

“And you being a conjurer has no impact on your ability to help hatch?” You asked, remembering how even though it’s a machine, it’s half powered through storm magic, opposite of conjury.

Taehyung stopped dead in his tracks, a confused look on his face. “How did you know I was a myth student?” You looked down to his robes, yellow and blue, the colors of the myth school before meeting his eyes again. Following your gaze, he caught on. “Oh! Sorry, I’m a fool, ignore that. But no, it doesn’t surprisingly. Guess it only impacts the battlefield.” 

User fluidity amongst opposite schools was rare, but not unheard of. You nodded, accepting the explanation. But you weren’t quite ready to say goodbye yet. “Hey uh, since Jeffery is new and stuff. Maybe you’d like to. . . I don’t know. . . have a pet playdate sometime? It’s alright if you don’t-”

“Yes!” He cut you off, his voice almost breaking. Clearing his throat, he spoke again. “Yes, I’d like that very much,” he said, his voice slightly deeper and more controlled. 

Smiling, you nodded. “Okay, meet in the Commons tomorrow? Noon good for you?”

“Perfect, I’ll bring Sir Noodle. He’s the most sociable. Him and Jeffery are gonna be fast friends, I know it.” He rested his hands on his hips. 

“Okay, see you tomorrow then.” You smiled as you started stepping away from him. “Say bye Jeffery!” The ghost made a small groan as they followed you. Carefully, you glanced over your shoulder, seeing Taehyung watch you leave. Once you were enveloped in the darkness of the tunnel, you turned around to see the conjurer doing a small happy dance. Cute, apparently good with animals, and a little goofy? You definitely were starting to like him.

[rocknrollsalad]

🚸 An awesome thing for the steddie holiday drabbles prompt "tattoo au"

Tattooing 101: We Don't Lick Our Clients (without consent)

🖋️ Eddie's school gets him to volunteer at a family night and he meets the smoothest dad in existence. single dads au, modern au, tattoo au

👅 content/trigger warnings: mentions of needles, talk of bad family dynamics, schools, kids

🍕 word count: 2150

Schools were absolute pits of non-stop energy-sucking despair. Come to this winter performance or this spring decathlon. How about a grandparents' tea? Volunteer in your kid’s class so they know you care and the teacher can get an actual bathroom break. Dress up days, reports, family trees, and the endless stream of homework and library books to lose. It was several full-time jobs on top of the one Eddie had to pay for all of this.

Thankfully, he was his own boss so if he needed to close things down for the day so he could drag Wayne to some sort of tea-drinking and kid-singing thing, he could. He also (often) took a bit of spare time to email the school and say that not every kid had a “normal” nuclear family.

Eddie wanted to be as active in his daughter’s life as he could. In part to make up for his shitty childhood and knowing what it was like to never have a parent show up but also to make up for her being stuck with him. Not that her mother was a better choice but sometimes, deep in failures, Eddie didn’t wonder if adoption would have given her a fighting chance. Selfishly, he couldn’t.

He couldn’t imagine a world without this brat and it brought on some guilt. Especially when they’d have her do a Mother’s Day craft or something similar. She was old enough now to explain “teacher just said give it to an important lady I know” but not old enough to be embarrassed by her dad when he went down to the school. Not willing to deprive himself of the chance to watch their faces when he explained Wayne was in a committed relationship with another man and Eddie was a single dad.

It’d be the same next year and for all the years she was in school. Which was why Eddie wanted to make sure he was there. She wasn’t lacking. Her family was unconventional but always there.

So when the art teacher came up to him begging and pleading for him to help with their “family reading night”, Eddie caved. Eventually, at least. Not for him, he didn’t need this but for Lulu. And boy was she excited about this one. Eddie saw her face light up finding him in the crowd mid-way through Jingle Bells or when she beat the other kids in the egg-spoon race thing but this was a whole new level of joy.

Excitement that certainly wasn’t for the puppet storytelling either. The whole event was fairy tale based, which Eddie could have gotten into. She already had fake armor, he could be a dragon, but it wasn’t a comic con. Still, if Eddie was going to go he wasn’t doing it half-assed. The request for his help wasn’t for customary or storytelling, though. They preyed upon his profession and assigned him a temporary tattoo booth. Something that had nothing to do with reading or fairy tales.

Not that it stopped Eddie from going all in. He took a trip out to the storage locker he kept and got an old chair, one he couldn’t throw away because it’d been expensive and was in great shape. One he’d still be using had he not inherited a couple of better ones so this stayed for emergencies. Or school projects, apparently.

He ordered tons of temporary tattoos off the internet, bought a few packs of those tiny lollipops, and an economy-sized pack of sponges. A couple of late nights were spent making a display board, Eddie didn’t expect a lot of new business off this but he’d be a fool not to take advantage of free advertising. That was his perk in this after all. Getting the brand out in the weirdest of ways but one that said he cared about the children, at least.

Thankfully he’d taken the initiative. The school-provided tattoos weren’t great and were likely donated by all the teachers. Heavy on the fire safety messaging and holidays. With not a single full sheet to be found. Eddie dropped all the ones for the police right in the trash and stashed the others under what he’d brought. All of which would be donated back to the teachers after tonight, they probably needed them more than Eddie would.

The label on his booth was a single 8x10 paper, Comic Sans, that was meant to advertise for him. Looking around the room, some of the other areas were making do with what they were given (and lots of butcher paper) but most had done what Eddie did and brought from home.

So he busied himself laying out black tablecloths, setting up the chair, and unpacking or assembling other bits he’d “borrowed” from his shop. After that, he ran to get Lulu from daycare, grabbed them a pizza, and came back to start the party.

After eating Lulu busied herself cutting out the tattoos and sorting them in a system unknown to Eddie. He happily left her to work, feeling a bit thankful she was old enough to be a help now and not an additional task.

Eight years old seemed to be when things really clicked. She was a tiny but independent human at this point. She didn’t need him but still desperately wanted him around, she almost fully understood how to put sarcasm to use, and she’d fully mastered bathroom usage. Eddie had a few years of this before she was a teenager and if his youth was any indication, he was going to go grayer than Wayne.

Not now though. Now they lounged together on the chair, legs propped up, squished together, and had dessert. They laughed and talked about a lot of nonsense. By far the loudest booth in the otherwise quiet commons area and cafeteria and Eddie hadn’t even put music on yet. Naturally, they spent the rest of their time covering themselves in temporary tattoos, all good artists had ink of their own.

After a bit of running through the halls to “get the wiggles out” as recommended by a few teachers, they settled down and watched the families trickle in. Admittedly, so many of these booths and areas really pulled it out with next to nothing. Still, Eddie felt the only competition was the puppets and the scooter boards.

It took five minutes to get their first “customer”. A young man with a Paw Patrol dog, which was as bad as the “yay for cops" things Eddie threw away but he knew his audience as well. Chase is on the case or whatever it was. The parents took so many pictures as Eddie treated the six-year-old like a real client. Pausing to warn about the cold water rather than the impending sting of needles, making sure he was okay, and all the things that were second nature to Eddie at this point in his career.

The show worked, too. After Eddie peeled the backing off to reveal the cartoon dog, the kid jumped up and ran to the mirror to admire his new look. Flexing his muscles and giving his parents enough Instagram-worthy content for a week. Getting wrapped up in it, Eddie felt proud of his work. He’d grumbled about giving up an evening but he turned it into something worth doing and for that, he felt proud.

To start, families trickled in. Eddie listened to the parents on placement and amount, it was easygoing and every customer was satisfied. What more could they ask for? But soon the floodgates opened and more families showed up. Also, customers returned with siblings now brave enough (or for themselves) and before he knew it, Eddie had a massive line.

He turned down a bit of the show but not too much, that’s what they were there for after all. Unlike his shop, these customers had plenty of other things to do, no one had to stand in line. They were all just choosing to. So Eddie didn’t feel a huge need to rush through them all.

Lulu did what she did best and found a chair to start taking clients of her own. Some kids didn’t mind, Eddie tried to pull the kids who’d been through before and send them to his apprentice. Keeping it fair. He did promise as many parents as could hear him that he’d get to everyone if they were willing to wait.

In switching customers, Eddie caught his daughter’s method and had to scramble frantically around his area for a moment. “Stop licking them!” he said under his breath. Handing her a sponge in hopes she got the hint.

“That’s how you do them, daddy.” he was sternly told.

“Not when you’re a professional,” he tried. “Sometimes you gotta follow rules an-and-and health codes and…and not lick your clients.”

“Fine-ah,” she said with unearned annoyance.

Eddie returned the attitude, trying to figure out where she’d learned this method of tattoo application and for the frustration of having to say the words “don’t lick your clients”. He watched closely as she did the next one with the sponge and water like she was supposed to. Giving kind reassurance and hyping her up, hoping he hadn't destroyed her confidence or whatever they’re always warning about with that gentle parenting stuff. Eddie supported so much in the way of weirdness but sometimes there was a line that needed drawn. Sadly, he was the adult who had to do it.

From there out he kept a close eye on her. Parents didn’t seem to mind the slightly distracted tattoo artist, they were busy enjoying their small children in a makeshift tattoo shop. Eddie worked that to his benefit and kept spinning his chair around to see what the entire booth was doing. Kids thought it was funny and Eddie got to keep his eye on Lulu the stamp collector.

They managed to survive the rush. Parents had moved on and the customers were all familiar faces now. Every so often a new family would make their way in, fresh from work or sports, and Eddie got to go through the joy all over again but it was nice to breathe easier while doing it.

Both the principal and the superintendent came over to thank Eddie for what he was doing, saying they’d never seen so many excited faces. The superintendent even got a tattoo of her own. Also for Instagram but she was honest about it, talking about what good press this would be for both of them. So Eddie let her know that nail polish remover would help get this off faster after he told her his account.

As the night neared its close, only a smattering of people left, and two booths already torn down, Eddie decided to run to the bathroom. He let the booth next to him know and left Lulu in charge. The instructions were to say the artist would be back in five minutes. Didn’t matter how long it’d been, just say five minutes. And Eddie jogged through the halls, earning hi-fives from a couple of families who were thrilled to see him away from the station. Eddie never quite made it to that rockstar life but this felt like a taste of it.

He came back to a dad and two kids, one sitting in the chair and the other asleep against the dad. Which would have been fine had Eddie’s child not had another tattoo on her tongue, getting it ready for her first major client…or victim.

“Stop right there!” Eddie called out with enough urgency he stopped half the room. Waving in apology to everyone else before tugging his daughter away from the stranger’s kid. “Use. The. Sponge! And stop licking the clients. It’s the number one rule,” he whined.

Huffing at him, Lulu stomped away and got a drink. The tattoo paper had been on her tongue too long, leaving her looking like a lizard as she tried to get rid of the taste. The constant flicking of her tongue really ruined the scowl she was trying to throw Eddie’s way.

“The number one rule, huh?” the dad said and Eddie was thankful he was already hovering over his chair because his knees went weak looking at that face making that devilish of a grin. That perfect hair and jeans that looked ironed clashed against the jokes he made. This guy looked like he knew every manager in town, not someone quick with jokes and a little eyebrow wiggle. Of course, that made it that much better and Eddie wanted to learn what else went against the waspy image.

Suddenly he felt like his daughter, sandpaper for a tongue and in desperate need of a drink. “I mean, not at my shop,” he said, immediately wincing. That wasn’t the advertisement he needed. About his shop or how smooth he was.

The dad laughed though.

Eddie turned to the kid in the chair for a distraction, to recenter himself. She looked a few years older than Lulu and not at all happy to be there. “What’d you pick out? I’m pretty sure she’s digesting it back there so I can try to find something close.”

“I told you this was stupid, dad,” the kid said, shoving off the seat and stomping to stand behind him, back turned. Arms crossed and a scowl, she was hitting all the cliches.

The dad rolled his eyes, clearly exhausted and having been through this before. “You want to go back to the girl trying to put her tongue on you? Pick another one out, it’s not that hard.”

“They’re all for babies!”

“You’re ten!”

Ten?! Jesus Christ, Eddie was in trouble. He thought Lulu would at least be twelve before she started back talking and standing around with undeserved angst. This kid was ten. He had months before he was in this boat, having a public argument over something that did not matter. Of course, Eddie’s daughter was currently trying to kill him in her mind because he made her stop licking people so, yeah, it was closer than he wanted to think about.

It was more than the tattoo to the other daughter here. A point she boiled down into one succinct point. Leaving Eddie to wonder if this was the continuation of something he missed the start of. Something that extended beyond this family fair.

“I’m not a baby!” She countered.

He turned around to check on Lulu. She was watching the whole thing, frozen with her water bottle in her mouth. Eddie wanted to stand up and cover her eyes and ears. To not let her get any ideas!

Things ended with the daughter huffing away and the dad sitting down in the chair, defeated, and looking at Eddie. “Can he get one,” he nodded down to the kid sleeping on his shoulder.

“Lu, pick something out for the guy? The coolest thing you can find,” Eddie asked as an olive branch. Looking back up at the dad, Eddie tried to soothe that situation as well. Though it wasn't a problem he'd made so humor was the way to go. “You want me to lick it?”

Without missing a beat, the dad said “Maybe not this one but I did take your business card.”

[bohemian-nights]

How would Nettles be Daemon’s half sister?

So in the sibling AU her age is being bumped up/the timeline would change somewhat. Instead of being born in 113 AC she’s born in 99AC. Baelon is her father(the man had been a widower for almost two decades, he wanted to feel something).

Her mother is the same as book canon(a prostitute) only this time she does know who Netty’s father is.

Baelon never visits them, but he does send them some money which stops when he dies in 101 AC(blame Jaehaerys).

Her mother dies when she’s pretty young as well(a personal headcanon of mine throughout all of my fics on her, I can’t let it go so I’m sticking with it). Thus she grows up an orphan like in canon.

Nettles obviously still claims Sheepstealer(with sheep like in canon), but it’s before any type of war.

The claiming causes her to catch the attention of Gollum and Daemon, who may or may not be aware of her existence, but they don’t care really care until they see she’s tamed a wild dragon 🐑🐉

[mneiai]

new asoiaf fic, help me decide on something???

I have an idea for an ASOIAF/Dance era crossover (with some HOTD influence because they fill in a few gaps and there's a handful of things they did right/I did like better). It was vaguely inspired by my drabble through time and some of the theories about Vhagar/a dragon's personality/abilities.

It is a Jon goes back in time/becomes Daemon Targaryen's son AU. I can't decide what year I want him born in, though.

Jon "wakes up" when Maegon Targaryen (Daemon was being an asshole when he chose the name) claims Cannibal, so there's a whole life before that and the time period will affect what is happening on Dragonstone/why he's there/what he can do.

So, the possibilities are as follows (I started writing as if it was the first one, but that's easy enough to change, except that I want to write more and am now stalled lol):

Firstly, what stays the same:

-Maegon is Daemon and Rhea Royce's trueborn (and only) son.

-Maegon is far more even tempered than Daemon, and broods instead of lashing out. His crib egg doesn't only not hatch, it seems to start turning to stone just from being near him. Despite looking Valyrian, many people suspect he's not much of a Targaryen (something Daemon hates, but many others see as a good thing).

-He has a contentious relationship with Daemon because of Daemon's hatred for his mother and long absences. The King adores Maegon and Rhaenyra cares for him.

-After not having a dragon for at least a decade, he goes to Dragonstone and is basically pounced on by the Cannibal, at which point Jon Snow gets shoved into Maegon's head.

If Maegon is born 100/101: 

-Born just before Rhea becomes Lady of Runestone, helping to solidify her claim as she has a male heir. And before the Great Council, which technically gives Viserys two male heirs.

-He’d be closer to Rhaenyra’s age/a childhood companion, Daemon would think he was Viserys’ heir still for a time and that Maegon would therefore one day be King (makes Daemon getting passed over as heir harder/more insulting).

-Daemon would take him to the Red Keep often to show off his male heir (possibly seen as a motivation for Viserys to be so desperate for a son). Maegon would be used more as a tool than a son by a less mature Daemon, but if it weren't for fear of Daemon gaining influence through him, Maegon would have been betrothed to Rhaenyra.

-He would claim Cannibal when Rhaenyra first moves to Dragonstone in 113 (this would basically mean no needing to finagle the timelines and that Jon could stop some of the worst stuff that happens, but maybe that's too good of timing lol).

-He’d have a dragon to go back and forth to Runestone, especially after his mother’s death when he is old enough to immediately be lord.

-He would be a Black. Could help Rhaenyra with Laenor and keep her sons looking Valyrian. Would also possibly influence her to put more effort into being the heir/keeping power in the Red Keep, or staying in the Red Keep himself to advocate for her. They’d both resent the Greens, as even if Maegon had come to terms with Rhaenyra being heir, he definitely wouldn’t come to terms with Aegon being heir/king instead after his father and he were passed over.

If Maegon is born 106: 

-After the Mysaria/dragon egg stuff and Rhaenyra being declared heir, when Daemon is arguably at the height of his resentment for Viserys. He just lost a child to miscarriage so it may also feel like an insult that the gods gave him a healthy son with someone he hated. Possibly also some self-hatred for knowing this could have surely made him official heir if he hadn’t pushed Viserys’ hand.

-Daemon will spend Maegon’s early childhood in the Stepstones, so less influence over his life. Maegon will be more of a peer to Aegon than Rhaenyra, and could have a positive impact on him (or could be more manipulated by the Greens). He might spend time at the Red Keep at Viserys’ behest instead of for Daemon’s manipulations and see it as a second home.

-He would claim the Cannibal during Rhaenyra’s marriage to Laenor, maybe just after his mother dies/his father goes off with Laena in 115? This would makes him about a year younger than Aemond would be, possibly increase Aemond’s desperation for a dragon, since he’d soon be older than even Maegon was if he doesn’t claim one.

-Daemon might try to demand regency over Runestone, creating even more of a wedge between them (Maegon may also suspect Daemon of murdering his mother). Having an actual regency will allow Maegon to still be around Dragonstone/King’s Landing for the next few years without many issues, so he’d be around for Rhaenyra’s first few children’s births/early years.

-He’d be a Black…at least until Rhaenyra married Daemon, at which point she may lose his support.

If Maegon is born in 111:

-Daemon goes to Runestone before returning to the Stepstones after unsuccessfully trying to win Rhaenyra’s hand. He is in the Stepstones when Maegon is born, perhaps Rhea’s message to him was “lost” so he didn’t even know she was pregnant (who would blame her for not wanting him around...Daemon, Deamon would). Possibly Rhea even names him Jon and Daemon renames him Maegon (otherwise, possibly a Runestone tradition not to name a child until they're one).

-Daemon’s hatred for her increases even more and maybe he believes Maegon was “ruined” by his first year or so of life being raised by a non-Valyrian when Maegon does not seem enough of a dragon. Maegon also represents the missed opportunity of a child with Rhaenyra. 

-After his mother’s death, is sent to the Red Keep at Viserys' request and most often spends part of the year there and part of the year in Runestone. Maybe Alicent becomes something like a second mother. He is raised by his regent and some of the other Vale lords to suspect his father of murdering his mother and resenting Daemon for trying to take lordship of Runestone when he never spent any time there.

-Maegon is also very much a contemporary of Alicent’s children, perhaps close friends with Aemond (who shares his lack of a hatched dragon and shitty Targaryen father) when Alicent accepts that he has little of Daemon within him (and unlike Rhaenyra's children, is "obviously" not a bastard)

-He would certainly be there during the funeral trip when Aemond claims Vhagar, perhaps even with Vhagar/keeping Joffrey quiet without hurting him so that the fight never happens and Aemond never loses his eye. Either Maegon might take Aemond’s side when others criticize him for claiming Vhagar (since there was no big fight, Aemond is only at “fault” for that) or he envies Aemond too much for having finally gotten a dragon and pulls away from him.

-Claims Cannibal in 120, going to Dragonstone in desperation after Aemond claims Vhagar, with plans to claim Vermithor. Could possible delay Daemon and Rhaenyra’s plans for a secret marriage (and possibly make Aegon the Younger obviously conceived before marriage).

-He’d probably be a Green, basically he's been raised by Daemon's worst enemies, but maybe astute enough not to show it

[megamattzx]

Hello from a local sarcastic bastard!

Storyteller, Writer, jokester, sarcastic and sadistic bastard.

Writer and storyteller  

Multi character RP  

I can play multiple characters at once.  

Detailed and heavily story-driven  

Pretty chill and laid back  

I can do lewd if I'm comfortable enough (it can't be the only thing we do.)  

Multi franchise RP  

Feel free to ask DM if you want to talk or RP  

Lewd is those 18+ only  

Will not do lewd in groups.  

The writer is indeed male, as the profile name suggests  

We will discuss boundaries before we start RP.  

All RPs I do are fictional and don't define my real life.  

Rules when Role-playing with me.

1. Do not start role-playing with me right away and out of random. I like to plan stories.

2. All Rps I do are PURE FICTION and do not equal Real life. Distinguish the difference between fiction and reality before role-playing with me. To further add to rule two, there are some things I'm okay with in role-playing and fiction that I'm not okay with in real life. So if there are things that either of us is not okay with or agrees on, consider this factor.

3. Regarding morality, I do not see the world in black and white, merely shades of Gray. Do not belittle anyone that you may disagree with certain things. It pisses me off when people belittle people over differences of opinion or even over fiction. We're all only human. That being said, however, there are some things that I will not support either. I don't think there's any need to start a war over that shit unless it involves real people and not fictional characters. I only care if it's reality and not fiction—the only exception.

4. It is important for all parties involved to know the limitations of others when it comes to RP. What they're okay with and what they're not okay with. This is important so that there are no issues. Communication is important.

5. Although I encourage detail in role-playing, I do not require it. However, I would probably try to encourage it as much as possible by being detailed. Hence why I mainly RP on Discord. Also, possibly here as well.

6. I have done it before but I am not strictly an nsfw role-player. I try to keep those types of RP private, as all nsfwrp should be, in my opinion. I like to keep certain things about myself private. Not to mention I mainly want to do SFW RP. NSFW RP is only for those who are over the age of 18. Minors, do not ask for this. Also, as said earlier, I only do those RPs privately in DMs and with the other person's consent. I don't do NSFW group RPs and never will.

Responses might be late, so please be patient. I can be very busy at times.

More may be added over time and may vary. Violating these rules could lead to me not responding or blocking, depending on how severe it is.

Stories I'm doing outside of Roleplayer's guild: Dragon Ball: New Frontier,  

Castlevania: Devil's Land alongside a friend in her discord server, Panda Resort, some normal AO3 Stories (Work in Progress): Dragon Ball New Frontier Expanded Universe, Dragon Wars Galaxy AU, Dragon Ball Lost Legends AU. Also have upcoming projects as well.

Role-playing 101, mainly for newcomers to RP. You should never gatekeep and restrict your number of RP writing partners. However, you should always establish boundaries. These boundaries are not just for your writing partners but also for yourself. Boundaries that they have as well as your own. It is important to ensure that neither you nor your writing partner crosses any lines. Hence, you need to discuss boundaries before you begin RP in the first place and remain in communication regarding that should boundaries change. I've made plenty of RP mistakes and lost good writing partners, but I've also learned a lot from those mistakes. There's a reason why boundaries are important. Being young and dumb will cause you to make a shit ton of mistakes that could cost you, good writing partners and friends.

I can be OCs, Canons, Alternate Canons, or somewhere between.

I like Dragon Ball, Castlevania (Two obvious ones), Star Wars, Godzilla, Megaman, DC, Marvel, Superhero content, Indiana Jones, Middle Earth, Legend of Zelda, and many others can't think of at the moment.

Currently looking for fellow writers for roleplays involving Dragon Ball Castlevania, Star Wars, Middle Earth, etc. I do AUs, Canon compliant, non-Canon compliant, various eras, genres, etc. Looking for Story-Driven Roleplayers willing to play both Official Characters (Canons) and Original Characters (OCs). Can do AUs, Crossover (Homebrew style), Canon Divergent, and Semi-Canon Compliant.

Currently looking for those interested in a non-canon compliant multiversal Dragon Ball story as well as a Dragon Ball au-story centered around lost Legends like El Dorado, also looking for those interested in a potential Star Wars RP either in the Old Republic era, during the Jedi Purge, post return of the Jedi, or during the Clone Wars. Looking for a Castlevania group for Castlevania stories set in 1891 with a Canon departure for the story's sake. Finally looking for a middle-earth story that's a mixture of The Lord of the rings and Shadow of Mordor / Shadow of War. More will be added later on. Also looking for those willing to do crossover elements in certain stories and even those that can be semi-canon accurate to Official characters.

Still, many projects are being worked on, but slowly getting there as we go. RP stories so far that I'm working on:

Castlevania Devil's Land: [discord.gg/4jVFH5mDVt][discord.gg_4jVFH5mDVt]

Dragon Ball New Frontier: [discord.gg/vbYhhxpphV][discord.gg_vbYhhxpphV]

Dragon Ball New Genesis: [roleplayerguild.com/topics/189977-mos…][roleplayerguild.com_topics_189977-mos]

Castlevania Rhapsody of the Moon: [roleplayerguild.com/topics/190024-cas…][roleplayerguild.com_topics_190024-cas]

Upcoming projects: a few Star Wars RPs, one set during the Old Republic, one set during the Clone Wars, one set during the early Empire, and one set after the events in Return of the Jedi. This will be in the guild.

Another Castlevania story is also in the works, set in the late 19th century with a few departures from the original lore. This will also be held in the role players guild.

Potentially more in the future.

[seelestia]

why am i seeing this picture where you're dragging me into 'family night horror marathon' and i'm just sitting there surrounded by people who absolutely adores the movies (you, ayato) or is indifferent & unspooked (zhongli) by it- welp time to hide in my hubby's chest good night-

comfort can be found in zhongli's arms oh yes what a wonderful liyue proverb huh wdym it's not a real proverb?

'brats with brains' hhshdksjdksjdlsjslsjdlajsa lmaoooo i-yeah, suuuure, you definitely look like a hostage and you're totally not enjoying this situation at all- /s /j  

honestly charms sounds like such a fun subject but so does transfiguration!! perhaps i'd teach either one of those 🤔 DEFINITELY NOT quidditch or anything physical lmao- zhongli definitely teaches something like history of magic.... OH in the event that he's part dragon in this au, perhaps care of magical creatures? i also see ayato excelling in dada for some reason 👀... i would be that teacher who feels guilty about taking off points from the houses so yall are safe hahahah zhongli though... unfortunately if you break a rule no one can save you from the "i am disappointed" three hours lecture + a reflection essay + points deduction combo....

it's definitely the earthy color palette and his voice hsldjfksd ayato looks cozy to cuddle too yeye and since he wears lots of layers he can take a layer off and use it as a blanket as you two snooze hehehe

there it is, the public announcement!!!! certified scara kisser!!! don't make ayato too jealous or else he might play hard to get when you pull for him- i have yet to play the archon quest (as usual lskjfksdj) he's still a baby bc i don't have him built yet but he's still so fun to play look at him nyooming about:

LMAO IS IT REALLY HAHAHAH i am avoiding his leaks bc i am a masochist and want to be surprised :p thank you for your well wishes i wish you luck on ayato and ei's banner and i hope your beloved comes home to you twice <3 <3 <3 omg lia whale era???? lol go lia go!!!

gacha itinerary: packed. wallet condition: flat. *cries*

we demand durians in al haitham's burst hyv-

yes, a family horror movie night marathon and we're leaving alhaitham and scara outside to be soaked in the rain. except for the scara, the man has a multi-purpose hat on him. meanwhile heizou just invited himself in thru the window.

"comfort can be found in the arms of a man named zhongli." we should send a document to the liyue qixing to make this an official proverb >:) but ik the both of us are too self-conscious for that, so let's bribe hu tao to do it for us LMAOOO (or not, this proverb seems like it's a lost verse from the holy book of simping 101 /j)

i'm sorry, rin jie, bur i'd be the student who makes silly faces at you whenever we make eye contact... it's a necessity. hu tao was the one who encouraged me (/j) AND OOO, WHY NOT BOTH?? zhongli, the professor who teaches the history of magic but can be found as a guest lecturer of some sort during care of magical creatures 👀 i just know ge's gonna be super invested when the harry potter equivalent (mc??) of the genshin potter au fights against that dragon in the goblet of fire competition like hey, he gotta concentrate on this harry potter equivalent vs a kin of his match LMAOOOO

(and true, your puppy eyes may sway him, but his bond with justice and forthrightness is smth else entirely <//3 a long lecture and reflection essay and points off... the students are known to shuffle their pace when prof zhongli passes by. and he is just like "good morning, children— meimei, are they running away from me. why are they running away.")

ayato being a defence against the dark arts prodigy... oh lord, i can feel that smile on his face ALREADY. and he is the type to cast charms while maintaining this refined pose like he is doing steps to a dance. it deffo reminds me of how elegant he is in his in-game normal attacks, hehe. speaking of, did you get him?? oml, i'm praying so hard you did but if not: guaranteed alhaitham, where you at <3 hfkwrkks but he played a lil hard to get and came home at 79 pity! i also won 50/50 for ei on 78 pity and the high from getting two five-stars in a row is smth else, i swear 😭 i'm having loads of fun playing an electro-charged team with the both of them + kazuha as buff + zhongli as a shield (ofc, i gotta appreciate the grandpa for coming home at literally 1 pity) !!

NYOOM. NYOOM. istg, scara is deffo #1 on my pull list now that i already have ayato and ei. HE WILL BE MINE. and i shall wait for his rerun (even tho it's not soon)! scara is deffo one of the best dps' in the game rn, but i mostly want him for emotional attachment purposes jfjwkkfke. i'll try to pull for several more charas until i lose 50/50 — then, it'll be chill saving time until scara rerun! >:) i hope you get to do the archon quest soon btw! or force your brother to do it for you if he's bored, let's use the opportunity (/j)

[neverending-shenanigans]

The other side of truth

For @amusewithaview because she is sick and we need a little fluffy stuff when sick. Also dragons, I maintain. We also need dragons when sick. (So yes, this is another bit to “Rent Asunder”. Set before Sky Full of Song (as will become clear.)

When Mira entered the tavern, she stood in the doorframe and stared for a moment. Somehow the place seemed off and she wasn’t able to place her finger on what, exactly, it was. She stood next to the door with a frown for a moment, observing the banter and bustle before she had it figured out.

Everything was the same. It felt as if the rest of the world was somehow deaf. People were busy celebrating that they were alive, others were mourning for the past, some were in hot debate. The ministrel was singing, and Bull was loudly sharing some tale with the Chargers. But nothing had changed for them in the past fourty-eight hours. Just another day in the Inquisition.

Of course, this was exactly as it should be. All her advisors had agreed in the end that it would be best to keep the matter on a ‘need to know’-basis for as long as possible. So for now, there were merely six people aware of the secret Skyhold was harboring in the old caves in the mountain below the fortress itself. The secret that was somehow weighing her down, making her feel more out of place than ever before.

Right. Best not to waste any time, then. Mira rubbed the back of her neck, with a sigh, and then started to make her way through the room. She waved off the serving girl who came to offer her some ale, and when Krem wandered over to ask her to join the Chargers for a round, she also declined politely. She climbed the stairs and nodded at Sutherland and the crew in passing. She induldged herself in briefly checking in with Sera, but found her room empty. She could have used some of Sera’s whimsy.

So she continued her climb, and was quite relieved to find Cole in his usual spot. Something Solas had said about Cole a few hours ago had sparked this train of thought. And since they were lacking actual experts, he might be their best bet. She hopes so, at least.

He was sitting on a barrel, legs crossed, eyes closed with a serene smile on his face. He looked up at her approach, though. “She is singing.”

Mira nodded, and sunk down on the floor next to the barrel, careful to avoid the candles scattered about. “She is,” she agreed, after a moment, as she leaned her head against the wood and closed her own eyes. From his very first appearance, Cole had seemed very enthralled by her queen. Half of the time when he was seeking Mira out, it was about her dragon. He once implied that they were similar, or the feel of them was, the “layers of them” as he put it, but he couldn’t really explain it in any terms that she understood.

She liked Cole, but she sadly often wasn’t quite sure what he was talking about. She suspected it was equally frustrating for both of them – and a source of unending amusement for Somniath, who seemed to understand more than she was willing to explain. Sometimes Mira wished Somniath to be half has forth-coming and talkative as Dorian’s Lucith.

“She guards them jealously; her songs are for them now, giving them words and feelings. And feelings she doesn’t have words for, only images. She makes sure they ripen right,” Coles voice is almost a whisper, as if he was afraid to disturb the queen’s song.

Mira didn’t really know what to say to that, but she listened within herself for Somniath’ song, too. A part of her had wondered initially, why it seemed that Cole’s bond to the dragon queen was almost as strong as hers, if not stronger even. He could hear her when no one else could. Not even Mira, sometimes. Solas speculated that Cole’s nature as a spirit and his connection to the Fade might be similar to how dragons were connected to the Fade. Since he also appeared to communicate as raptly with Dorian’s Lucith (when Lucith could be bothered) there seemed to be some truth to it and she has stopped wondering since.

And at any rate, it was obvious that Cole revered dragons. He would never harm them, and that was all Mira needed. Usually, at least. At this moment, she had something else in mind. “Cole, do you know how the impression works? Not just between me and Somniath. Also Lucith and Dorian. Or dragons in general.”

She had asked Dorian, too, but Tevinter had twisted the Rite of Impression just as much as they had tempered with the dragons themselves. There often was magic – blood magic, sometimes – involved to foster a bond. And that was not what Mira was looking for here.

Cole didn’t reply immediately. “The sound is silent and the between makes it stronger. It vibrates and glows. It tugs and you can hear it reach for each other, and it opens, but it also closes and connects.”

Mira sighed. She wished she had asked Solas to come with her for this. He was better than she was in deciphering Cole’s words. “So it is a sound that connects dragon and person?” She leaned her head against the barrel, glancing up, just in time to see Cole slide down to sit next to her.

“The air sings. It needs a reply from both sides. Feelings.”

She had heard him speak of singing air before. She mulled over his words, slowly, half sentences like pieces of a puzzle.  He was possibly confirming something that Cassandra thought she had read in her Granduncle’s notebook. Back in the day, weyrs had sometimes sent particularly dragons and their riders out to look for people suitable to becoming dragonriders. He had been unclear on what exactly the criteria where, and why some riders were better at finding suitable candidates than others, but he had implied something. “So… bonds need magic and empathy?”

Cole leaned forward and met her gaze, eyes bright and happy. “Yes.”

Mira frowned, trying to match this to what she had read in the notes Frederick had compiled for her about the old weyrs. “But there were bonds between Dragons and non-mages before. Is magic really necessary?” She knew that in Tevinter, mages were the only ones connected to dragons. But there were a lot of things in Tevinter meant only for mages.

Cole hummed, before he spoke. He had picked this up from Somniath, apparently, when he talked to her. Maybe he thought she found it soothing and just forgot that for her, his humming was just a melody, not an impression as it was with the dragons. It was a bit sweet, actually. “Yes. No. It flows, it forms, it is more real and more here. It is less separated around them. They open you, and it connects. Spirits used to help but they cannot anymore. It is only between.”

There was … a lot to unpack in there. Not for the first time, she wished she could just take notes on what Cole was saying so as not to miss anything. But there was no time for that now. Instead, she filtered out the information she thought she had heard that she needed for the moment. With her and Cole, it was like a back and forth: suggestion, question, conformation (or not), more questions. “So… they can bond with non-mages, because the dragons use the magic to create the bond?”

Cole seemed to bristle at that. She got something wrong, apparently. “They are magic. It is not separated. It is one and it sings. They share and make whole.”

Mira was sure that what he was saying was somehow important, but she was tired. Too tired to figure this out any further. She had at least part of what she came here for – non-mages could impress on dragons and empathy was the key, somehow - and that was fine for the moment. “I am sorry for misunderstanding. Thank you, Cole.”

“They need to sing the same.” Then, tentatively, he lowered his voice. His gaze was all on her now. “You can find people and you will not let them die. There will be enough and you will chose well,” Cole says, leaning forward, reaching out, his fingertips barely touching her arm - and then pulling back. “But not me. Don’t ask me to. I cannot vibrate with them.”

This time, she understood, and smiled. “And I hadn’t even offered yet. Are you sure? Somniath would surely like you to be there.”

Cole looked away. “I can help them feel. Less fear, more open. I will help but I cannot be made into what they need.” And then he moves, and when she blinks, he is gone.

Mira lingered just a moment longer, to make sure that he didn’t change his mind and return. Yet another instance of Cole saying something that confused her and her not-saying something that somehow upset him. At one point she would have to ask Solas for lessons on how to communicate better with him. She really liked Cole and didn’t mean to upset him.

Then she returned to her own room and spent the next couple of hours compiling a list. It is late in the afternoon when she not only has twenty-five names on the list, but also has all of them approved by their spymaster.

This, naturally, made the spymaster the first person she approached about becoming a candidate to impress on one of the fifteen eggs of the clutch that Somniath was guarding – or technically the second, if they counted the unspoken question that Cole had declined.

And it did not go as one might expect a person to react to the offer to become a dragonrider. Then again, she had expected that Leliana might have reasons to refuse beforehand. After all, she had fought an Archdemon and they apparently had dragon form. Mira had feared there could be trauma. And there could very well be religious reasons to refuse. The chantry had denounced Somniath as an archdemon because they considered dragons traitors to the church and Andraste. 

But the reason was less complex, in the end: all advisors had agreed beforehand that they would all decline. Leliana was a spymaster and a dragon wasn’t exactly subtle; Josephine was a diplomat and many nations would not welcome a diplomat with a dragon in tow; Cullen was a Commander and he needed to be with the troops, and not in the air with a dragon. All good reasons, but three people less on her list. Not a good start.

The next person she approached was mostly a matter of convenience, since he was close by. And since Somniath was inexplicably fond of Solas. There had been quite the overwhelming sense of approval when Mira had considered him. Still, when she quietly revealed what they had found and then offered him the position of a candidate, he remained very calm. Again, a surprising lack of enthusiasm, to be honest. After a moment, all she got was a smile that seemed strangely wistful. She had half expected him to refuse, based on his expression. Then he bowed his head, slightly. “I am honored by the offer, Lethallan. I will be present.”

Honestly, when Somniath had called to her, and showed her the long forgotten hatching grounds of Skyhold, where her fifteen eggs were placed in warm, red sand, she had been moved to tears by the vision. And she really had very little part in the matter. She knew why she was so worried and stressed over this matter, honestly, but somehow no one seemed as happy as she had expected them to be when offered to become bonded to a dragon.

Varric, too, disappointed her in that sense. Because, frankly, he just snorted. “Buttercup, can you imagine the sight? A dwarf on the back of a dragon? Flying?! I think my ancestors would kill me for this.” Then he sobered up, but for unexpected reasons. “Hawke will certainly kill me if I end up with a dragon and she doesn’t. She’s been trying to turn herself into a dragon for years, Inquisitor. No, really. I’m out.”

It took a considerable amount of convincing and a promise that Marian would be invited for any and all future clutches for Varric to reluctantly agree to give the ceremony a chance. He maintained that he was sure that no dragonet would consider him a suitable rider, though. And he insisted that, should this fail, no word of it would ever reach Hawke.

She continued her way down the list with less and less enthusiasm of her own: Cassandra made a disgusted noise at her, at first. “My family has been suffering from our entanglements with Dragons for centuries, Inquisitor. And now they are famously busy slaying them. I am not sure of what your choice would say to the outside.” Mira had very vehemently reminded Cassandra that this was not about public opinion. This was about the hatchlings that needed strong riders. About raising dragons. About caring for them. About making sure they survived. This sobered Cassandra up enough, and in the end, she bowed her head and accepted.

Blackwall outright refused her with as much vehemency, though. And for reasons that he explicitly did not want to share with her and didn’t budge. She had been prepared to give him a lecture, too, but something about his tone of voice made her back off. Or something about the way he threw the wooden dragon figurine into the fire he had been carving out of wood moments earlier.

Sera, who very much did not get along with Somniath at all, accepted only after she had heard that Solas would be present. Mira very much suspected it was a scam, for her, on how to make fun of another “elfy-shite”, as she put it. Nevermind that dragonriding was not exactly an elf-y thing at all. She almost regretted offering.

When she went to Josephine to complain about the others, the diplomatic advisor really was at a loss for words herself. Josie had been quite excited by the prosepcts and assured Mira that she did regret not being able to be part of the ceremony. Josephine had, however, some names to add to the list, and offered to ask them for her, to reduce her … chance for disappointment.

Vivienne, in turn, was more eager for it than Mir’assan would have liked. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Madame de Fer to take care of a dragon – the poor thing would be spoilt to no end, no doubt -  but in a way that made her worry that the Iron Lady was seeing this as an opportunity for power and not for the gift of a sacred creature that it was.

Disappointed with most of her inner circle, she asked Professor Frederic next. Surely, the leading scholar of draconology would be happy with such an offer? And truly, he was, though he cited something about the distance between object and observer at first. Her darkening expression must have warned him off, however, and he accepted.

Harding was happy about the offer, too, but refused, gently reminding Mira that a dragon was not exactly very subtle and therefore not really good for a scout to have, at the moment. She asked a couple of soldiers that Leliana had added to the list, Sutherland and his crew, as well as Loranil, Dagna, Commander Hellaine, who all accepted but also seemed warry of the offer.

She ran into Cullen on the training grounds, after she had asked Commander Hellaine. The Commander had a lot on his plate already, so usually she would have just left him to his work, but it was him who approached, asking if she was alright. No doubt he had noticed her sour expression. And she couldn’t help but point out that she was surrounded by ungrateful people and she had fully understood the reasons on a logical basis, but she was unhappy with it. And she may or may not have let it slip that she had been looking forward to seeing him with a dragon and that he had been one of her first choices. He seemed, frankly, surprised at the vehemence with which she said that. He looked all wonder and awe, and then so grateful that it made her uncomfortable. Somniath hummed disapproval in her mind, softly calling her completely ridiculous. So she fled on to the tavern, where the last group was she wanted to ask. For a specific reason.

She approached Krem first, and quietly told him of her plan. Krem seemed happy at the offer, at least, but he also understood immediately what had her fidgeting and looking over his shoulder worriedly, Mythal bless him. He agreed to take the Chargers outside for a bit of sparring, where he would inform all of them of her offer. It felt rude not to offer it to them in person, but this gave her the chance to talk to Bull in private.

Naturally, she didn’t expect Bull not to notice. The man had been a spy for most of his life, until … very recently. Mira sighed, as she pulled up a chair and sat down across from where Bull was. His posture didn’t shift at all, deep in the seat, legs spread wide, seemingly relaxed. But there was the subtle hint in the tone of his voice. “That’s a deep sigh for a small person. What’s up, Boss?”

After having seen so many reactions so vastly different than what she had expected, she didn’t really know what to guard herself for. So she decided to be upfront about it. She put both of her palms on her knees, almost holding unto them. And though her Queen had been rightfully distracted for a while now, Mira could feel her presence now, clearly distressed by Mira’s own distress. Breath, vhenan, Somniath reminded her.

Mira did. She inhaled deeply, before speaking. “My queen has a clutch of eggs. There was a chance of this after her mating flight, of course, but since we never saw who caught her….” She shrugged, helplessly. “We found it two days ago – or, she showed me where it was. We suspect that the eggs are a little older than a week or so. That leaves us with potentially ten weeks, according to Frederic. I am collecting candidates for the impression now.”

Bull observed her very closely as she spoke, not moving an inch or even so much as changing his facial expression. It remained even, as if she was talking about the weather. She tried to brace herself, for the last bit. She had a speech prepared, and she would stick to it. “I understand that to the Qun, dragons are sacred. I know that the Qun has the goal of liberating all dragons of Thedas, and this is one of their primary reasons for fighting Tevinter so vehemently.” It had been something that Bull and Dorian had talked about a lot, actually. Though they often stopped their disputes about this when she was within earshot. Maybe not to offend her.

The Qun worshipped Dragons as kin, in a way. They fought them in the wild, yes, but it was ritualistic. They asked their names, and it was important to know their names. Names held meaning in the Qun. It was about the order of things. And they valued the Dragons differently. It was all very complicated and Mira could not presume to understand. But the fact remained that Bull had shown what he thought of Dragons very vocally. He was one of the few of her companions who had, so far, shown no fear of Somniath, only admiration.

“Even if you are no longer part of the Qun, I do not mean to impose, Bull.” She made a point of not blinking, just meeting his gaze firmly. “Rejecting the Qun is one thing, but I would never ask you to give up your beliefs. You are at liberty to refuse and no one will be offended or think less of you. You have never been unkind to me or Somniath, however, and I would trust you with her life – and her offspring. So I want you to know that I would be honored to have you as a candidate for one of the hatchlings.”

For a moment, there was no reaction. Then Bull leaned forward. Slowly. Her fingers twitched, and she fought not to reach out to him. “Are you offering me a chance to be partner to a dragon, Boss?”

“Yes. Very much so.”

“And your Queen?”

Mira blinked, a little startled. “Are you asked me if… she is offering you one of her offspring? If this is coming from her, too?”

Bull nodded.

Somniath laughed, chimes ringing in her mind. She was enjoying this a lot.

No one had asked this before. The question was a little surprising. “Of course. She knows of everyone I approached and would have made her protest known. But I doubt she would ever have turned you down. You worship her. You are very much one of her favourites.” Somniath had many good traits, but she was also very vain.

That thought, at least, stopped her Queens mirthful laughter.

It was slow to come, but then it came on full force. A smile spread across his face, and then, suddenly, a chuckle bubbled out of Bull that very quickly turned into uproarious laughter. He threw his head back, clapped his legs, and didn’t stop laughing for almost a full minute. There were tears rolling down on his cheek. Mira sat and stared.

“The irony is too good.” He shook his head, slightly, wiping the back of his hand across his face. “I’m in. Absolutely.” Then he was on his feet, and she was suddenly swept up in a hug. He said, after another moment, “Boss, you are the best.”

And finally, laughter bubbled out of Mira, too.

[seafoamdew]

Throws another au at you just because.

Wherein, Jack comes from a tribe of nomads who have been flying and taking care of dragons for centuries and Hiccup manages to crash into the strange boy and his light fury mid-flight. Jack gives him shit for it of course, telling him how utterly graceless he is at flying his dragon, telling him off for putting saddles on dragons because pfft what are you three? His baby sister can fly better than him and she’s half Hiccups age. And, what is that stench? You don’t bathe your dragon? Moisturise their scales?! Truly you stinky Vikings live up to your name! Guess Jack’s left with no choice, he’ll teach these so called dragon riders a thing or two about dragon husbandry.

[corpse-husband-simp]

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@corpserose Read here. Mornings 28/10/20. Paint my nails 31/10/20 Snack time 02/11/20 Home 04/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@shelswrites Read here. The Sound of a voice 28/10/10. 💙 Blurb 28/10/20.💙 Livestreams 28/10/20💙 Q and a 29/10/20 💙 Famous!singer reader 29/10/20 💙 Fight 29/10/20 💙 Tall!reader 30/10/20💙 Hand 30/10/20 💙 Nicknames 30/10/20💙 Roommate 30/10/20 💙 Nicknames 30/10/20 💙 First night at corpses House 31/10/20 💙 Painting nails 31/10/20 💙 The feel of a touch 31/10/20💙 Playing with his hair 01/11/20 💙 Period 01/11/20 💙 24 hour livestream 01/11/20💙 Corpse in maid dress 01/11/20 💙 Knitted blanket 02/11/20💙 Dyeing eachothers hair 02/11/20 💙 Taking Care of his hair 02/11/20 💙 Playing with his hands 03/11/20 💙 Sharing clothes 03/11/20💙 Bisexual 03/11/20 💙 Imposter duo 03/11/20💙 Cat ears for corpsie 04/11/20💙 Holding grugdes 04/11/20 💙 Laying on Your lab 05/11/20💙 Studying 05/11/20💙 Helping him with his anxiety 05/11/20💙

Laying on Your chest 05/11/20 💙 Eyeliner 06/11/20 💙 Plus size s/o 06/11/20💙 Your hands 07/11/20💙 Putting eyeliner on him 07/11/20💙. Corpse failing at cooking 08/11/20.💙 Eyeliner and skirt 08/11/20. 💙 Cooking 09/11/20 💙 Like real people do 09/11/20.💙 Sleepy corpse 09/11/20. 💙 Comforting him 10/11/10.💙 Blushy corpsie 10/11/20💙 Holiday 13/11/20. 💙 Tired corpse laying in Your lap 13/11/20. 💙 Corpse having a bad day 14/11/20 💙. Bf not gf 16/11/20.💙 Long distance 16/11/20. 💙 Making a yt Channel together 16/11/20.💙 Playing and answering questions 16/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@rxvenclawwriting Read here. The aftermath of scary videos 28/10/20. Internet trolls 29/10/20 Sketched conffesions 02/11/20 Tiktok famous 03/11/20 Just a slip of the tongue 04/11/20 The Challenge of Touch 05/11/20 Q and a 14/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@imjustpeachyme Read here. Bumpy roads and broken promises 28/10/20. The mirror always lies 01/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@ruby-lavorre Read here. Ramen 29/10/20. Dating corpse HC 30/10/20 Dating corpse HC 2 31/10/20 Holding out 01/11/20 Best friends hc 05/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@rock-c Read here. Kandi 30/10/20. Shortstack 30/10/20 The bassist 30/10/20 Movie marathons 01/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@b-star-wonder Read here Headcanon 30/10/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@moonlightsimp Read here. Cuddles headcanon 01/11/20.💛 Choose me 03/11/20 Simp 05/11/20 Needy 06/11/20 Shower feels 10/11/20 Social media au 13/11/20🧡 Social media au 13/11/20 🧡 Moving in 14/11/29 Pretty baby 16/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@anata-e-no-izon Read here. A Big whoopsie 25/10/20. Rivalry 30/10/20. Ignorant opinions 09/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@antisocial-dumb-ass Read here. Sleepy time phone Call 02/11/20. 💙 The impostor among us 02/11/20. 💙 Cuddle time 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@bibliofilia Read here Ships passing in the night 03/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@reaperxrex Read here. sunkissed 29/10/20. First fights 29/10/20. Sports star 03/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@withcolebrock Read here Full of suprises 05/11/20. Close Your eyes 06/11/20 Distracted 12/11/20 Amazingly beautiful 15/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@souljoon Read here. Sweet 05/11/20. Infatuated 05/11/20 Whats up baby 07/11/20 Roommates 09/11/20 Roommates in among us 10/11/20 Mutual pining roommates 12/11/20 Comfort 15/11/20 💙. Not making fun of you 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@impala-1979 Read here. Dead 05/11/20. Their life had barely begun 08/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@abluecorpserose Read here. Pretty boy 25/10/20. S/o with Anime voice 06/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@the-writings-of-a-simp Read here. Roommate 04/11/20. Corpse in a skirt 05/11/20. Rainy cuddles 06/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@marvelfreakbrynnlee Read here. The elf in the café 07/11/20. The elf in the café 2 10/11/20 The elf in the café 3 15/11/20 💜~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@syukkunii Read here. Cuddles hc 09/11/20. Corpse flirting during livestream 11/11/20 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@pepinotpepe Read here. Wildflower 08/11/20. Wildflower 2 08/11/20. Wildflower 3 09/11/20. Wildflower 4 11/11/20 Wildflower 5 12/11/20 💙 Wildflower 6 17/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@auramindedd Read here. Oneshot 08/11/20. 💜 AccidenTell 10/11/20💙 First meet 11/11/10 💜 Under the weather 13/11/20💙 Period pain cuddles 13/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@takenbyheartstrings Read here. Burden 10/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@the-winter-sxldier-posts Read here. Moments 12/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@glxwingbakugo Read here Takeout and horror movies 12/11/20. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@softboiicorpse Read here. Always forever 12/11/20. 💜 Grocery shopping 13/11/20 💜 Final goodbyes 13/11/20 💜. Grocery shopping 2 15/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@nekomacam Read here. Not even okay 13/11/20 🧡 Not even okay 2 14/11/20 🧡 Not even okay 3 17/11/20 🧡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

@thotasshoebitch Read here. I know you did not just grab my Boob 15/11/20💙 Rain on me 16/11/20💙. My hair 16/11/20 💙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[lord-of-christmas-lights]

I could post regular Narnia headcanons...

Or I could post the continuation of this post and go into depth about how Eustace and Caspian are affected by deity Narnia. Welcome back to Inhuman Narnia 101 and it turned out just as long as the first one so buckle up.

Check out this post by @dorianviolet for another awesome version of Inhuman AU Caspian

Warnings for slight body horror mentions including blood magic stuff, slight religious themes and theological discussion towards the end.

Before anything: This AU directly contradicts canon a lot. I don't care, that's why it's called an AU. Some of it is deliberate, some of it is accidental. I haven't read the books in a number of years, so this is all based on the movies and general information I've picked up from fanfic and tumblr. Discussion on this post is welcomed, criticism and arguments are not. Thank you.

First off, here is the link to an exploration of Dragoning, the Eustace-centric fic I wrote about this. I refer to it repeatedly in this post so if you want the full thing, there it is.

Second, let's get into this. So in my last post, I talked a lot about Narnia, her general existence in this AU, and her motivations as a character. She wants the people in her world to be a part of her, and no one else. Some of this is a conscious choice, and some of it isn't. Eustace's changes throughout his time in VOTDT are definitely not purposeful. It was his greed that drove him to the treasure, it was his own "curse" in becoming a dragon. That was not Narnia reaching out to him and purposefully trying to mold him to her world. As such, he takes on more of an observing role.

Eustace doesn't ever actually directly address his cousins on the subject of their inhumanity, in this fic or in any other I write. He simply sees it, notes it happening, and moves on. Even in the sections in my fics where the subject of inhumanity in general is brought up between Eustace and one of his cousins, it's always about Caspian, the greater Narnian world, or himself.

"Eustace asks why, and Lucy answers. Narnia changes people, she says. It happens to everyone, but the closer you are to her Heart, the greater it is. I don't know where Dragons are. Perhaps closer than we realized. It's exhilarating, isn't it? Aslan will return us to normal though, at the end of our journey." - AEOD

I don't know why, but I don't like the idea of Eustace trying to directly address the Pevensie brand of inhumanity. That line above takes place after his UnDragoning, after the way he sees things has changed, and I see it as him asking what exactly has changed, you know, why are Dragons different than boys?

That brings me to how Eustace himself changes. Now, if he hadn't gone and turned into a Dragon, I imagine Narnia wouldn't have taken much note of him. He's a random human, stuck-up, not at all in line for ruling her lands, and just kind of exists without much else going on. She still would have affected him a little, as she does to all humans in her world but it would have been almost entirely spiritual with no physical changes. And then we got the greatest fuck around and find out scene ever. He becomes a Dragon.

I love dragons, always have, I have a very deep spiritual connection to these creatures, and as such, I have gone all out on worldbuilding for Narnian Dragons. Again, the quote from AEOD, "...the closer you are to her Heart, the greater it is. I don't know where Dragons are. Perhaps closer than we realized." In the Inhuman AU, Dragons were the first creatures Narnia (the deity) and Aslan made when they created Narnia (the world). They just really liked the dragon shape from other worlds and thought, "Hey wouldn't it be cool if our world was populated by these big fire-breathing lizards?" Now I don't actually remember how often Dragons are mentioned and/or featured in the books so I'm going with my idea that Dragons are a somewhat rare but not extinct species. They have to be created through magical means, often through physical transformation of people or objects, though there are a few known cases of natural-born Narnian Dragons. Eustace's creation was the curse on the treasure, though I don't see his Dragoning as a curse itself. As in, the curse isn't in the being a Dragon, it's in how the Dragon was created. So, Eustace experiences this accidental change into a creature that's closer to Narnia's Heart than pretty much any other being in Narnia. They were her first creations, forged from the fire in the Stars, and they are the closest to her magic. And that gets her attention.

Now, if you went and read AEOD, you'll have noticed that one of Eustace's biggest changes (aside from the obvious physical ones) is his vision. This is just a natural thing for Dragons, they are far more in tune with magic and the earth and everything than everyone else, but Narnia's special interest in him definitely amplifies the hell out of his magic sense.

"The people here say dragons see the oddest of things, and he has to assume it's a hallucination....He refuses to give into its whims, reminds himself it's just his imagination. Until Reepicheep comments on it." - AEOD. Following this quote, Reepicheep mentions to Lucy that her inhumanity is returning faster than Edmund's and Eustace has a total panic attack at the idea that what he's seeing is real. He sees what everyone else does, Lucy's stained fingers and Edmund's ability to manipulate words, but he also notices stuff no one else does like the stars in Edmund's throat and the echoes that follow Lucy's words. This is further cemented after his UnDragoning, where the extra stuff he perceived has vanished. Now the general idea in this AU is that the closer to Narnia's Heart you are, the more you know and perceive. Everyone can see some of the more obvious inhuman aspects of the Pevensies, but there are things that only Dragons, druids, Stars, and some other magic folk really close to Narnia's Heart see. I'm not going to get into an exact chart of what certain characters can and cannot see because that can change over time and such and I'd rather leave it mostly up to personal interpretation on what other characters do and do not perceive about the Pevensies and other such inhuman characters.

(Side note—I had to pause in the writing of this post here to go to my second meeting for an autism assessment and I think if I just showed the doctor my notes app and the inhuman/dark fantasy narnia tag on my blog, I'd get the diagnosis instantly lol) So anyways, Narnia senses Eustace becoming a Dragon and is like "Ooohoo what's this?" and starts sort of digging into him in the same way she does to her Kings and Queens. This triggers his already enhanced perception of Narnia (the world) to get even stronger, and this is when he starts seeing stuff like people's souls, Caspian's second heart (more on that soon), and looking at Lucy/Edmund/Lilliandil becomes almost painful because Narnia's magic is so bright in them. Aslan then UnDragons him, which Narnia really doesn't like btw, and Eustace is back to being a fairly average human.

This is where stuff established in AEOD ends.

Now I have so many ideas and half finished fanfics written out in my notes app about Eustace, UnDragoning, and inhumanity and it would be impossible to cover them all here, so I'm just going to go with the highlights. One of my favorite ones is the idea that after Eustace's UnDragoning, he still feels very connected to being a dragon. He's had this taste of pure inhumanity, and something like that doesn't just leave a person. There's a fic I read once long before I was fully invested in this fandom about Eustace and draconity that I will never stop thinking about and was actually the reason I started considering Eustace and Narnian Dragons in this AU. One of the really important things to note is that once a Dragon is created, they can never be uncreated. They can be UnDragoned, where their physical form is returned to whatever it was before their Dragoning (a rock, a talisman, a faun, etc) but their soul has changed on a fundamental level to that of a Dragon. Now for Eustace in my Inhuman AU, this manifests spiritually as a deep longing to return to being a Dragon. Physically, he experiences fun side effects like increased heat tolerance, nails that grow faster than normal, and because Narnia likes to meddle, a single ridge of scales along his spine. In some versions of my drafts, he stays at the end of VOTDT and experiences a slow Dragoning because Narnia's influence on him is that strong, other versions he stays but never quite returns to the Dragon he was before, and in yet other versions, he returns to England and loses that connection enough that physically, he will never be a Dragon again. As I said, Narnia is fascinated by him, she's never really had a human Dragon before, but he is still just a random guy who happens to be related to the Pevensies and as such, she doesn't invest as much time or magic into his inhumanity.

So that's Eustace. This is already such a long post but I promised to talk about both him and Caspian so here we go.

Now, in my last post I talked a bit about how Narnia (the deity) affects the other humans in Narnia (the world) to an extent, but it's nowhere near the amount she does to her Kings and Queens, and also this diminishes more and more the farther you get from Narnia (the country). Telmar is fairly close to Narnia (the country) but as we see in PC, a lot of Narnia's magic and spirit has been diminished by the time Caspian is born. Up until the awakening of the land during the battle, Caspian is essentially 100% human. However, this changes very quickly.

It's hard to pinpoint the exact moment Caspian becomes a King of Narnia. Is it when he refuses to kill Miraz? Is it when Aslan tells him he's one? Is it during his actual coronation? Yes, yes, and yes. I try not to pin it down to an exact moment. By the end of PC though, he's definitely noticing some changes in himself. I have an unpublished part 2 to an exploration of Inhumanity (my only other actually posted fic on this stuff) that I swear I will clean up and get posted soon that goes into further detail on the changes he's noticing at the end of AEOI. Some of the big ones include a second golden heart, seeing some of the life magic in the world around him, and a golden glow on his palms. He also slowly develops the ability to heal, though it's not always consistent. Magic takes practice, lots and lots of practice. In pt 2, the glow on his palms has gotten so bright and also spread around his head like a halo, and Lucy shows him how to conceal it so he's not impossible to look at, but because of Magic™ there's still a dusting of golden powdery stuff across his skin. His blood turns golden because Ben Barnes + golden blood is such pretty imagery, and like the others, it gets sucked down and absorbed into Narnia's Heart when he bleeds in battle. Also when I say he's got a second heart I mean he's got a second fucking heart. Ribcage shift and all. (His appearance doesn't actually change, it's more like a pocket dimension thing going on inside him, but he sure as hell can feel it happening). Having Narnia as a patron goddess just means you have to put up with a second puberty sometimes lol.

Anyways, there's a line in AEOI that I feel explains this stuff really well. "He cannot truly protect the land without becoming a part of it himself." Narnia changes her Kings and Queens because she wants them to be a part of her. Aslan doesn't really see these changes as necessary (in canon, a world without deity Narnia, they don't happen), and if the storyline we pick is the one that's the constant cycle of humanity and inhumanity, it's sort of a push and pull between them. Aslan wants the Pevensies, and by proxy anyone else who rules Narnia or experiences these changes, to keep their humanity, to stay as they were Created by him. Narnia, however, wants them to be as much a part of her as she is of them. It's very clear in both the books and the movies that Narnia (the world) is where these characters belong. In the end, they all come home to her (yes, Susan too because fuck Mr. Clive Staples Lewis). Caspian being anything less than fully inhuman is something she cannot handle. She is constantly having to recreate the Pevensies, reestablish her hold on them, only to have them return to England and become mostly human again. Caspian cannot be taken away from her, he is in this world by birth and she is going to do everything she can to shape him into the ruler he needs to be.

Once again, I would like to state that Aslan and Narnia are not opposing sides of good and evil. Gods cannot be defined by human standards, and to think either Narnia or Aslan completely in the right or wrong in this AU would be, well, an interesting standpoint, but really not the one I'm going for here. I'm not going to say it's a misinterpretation, I am very open to hearing people's thoughts on this AU, and everyone's going to see things differently. Just, please reread what I've written about them before you start making that argument.

Anyways, that wraps this post up because I have spent the better part of the past 6 hours writing this. I spent way more time on Eustace than I intended but it's just so fascinating to think about inhumanity from his perspective considering he's the only one in canon that actually was (briefly) inhuman. Again, if you got this far, congratulations! If you use any of my ideas mentioned here, please tag me, I am so starved for inhuman Narnia content lol.

[laskume-dragon]

DRAGON AU - REAPERBEASTS

Loretalk part 5.

This time imma ramble about another important and fascinating species in my Dragon-verse! One of my favorites

But the creation gets a bit..... specific...so triggerwarnings in the tags! Nothing is explained too graphic but still, take care!

First of all: what is a Reaperbeast?

But what IS a Reaperbeast??

They're....classified as beasts because they can't be really classified as something else.

They're neither a dragons nor Tainteds, nor puppets. Where a Dragon + most other creatures gets created by life and light and a Tainted by Death and darkness, the Reaperbeast is somewhere in the middle. They get created by an equal amount Lifeenergy AND Deathenergy, making them probably one of the most neutral creatures in the universe, which then causes them to be quite a glitch in the matrix. 'Cus while Gaia and their opposite are in balance, they're all about push and pull. Their energies both attract and repel each other like spinning magnets, so having them work together in harmony to create a whole creature shouldn't be possible? But it is.

It is a, very rare, throny-plant-like monster that can have the shape of many creatures, depending on its base. One might look like a dragon, one like a wolf, one like a rat. The possibilities are endless!

Base?? (aka how to make a Reaperbeast 101)

Powers and Traits

Yup, Base... The species of the base decides the likeness that the Reaperbeast will have when it is born.

Reaperbeasts get created through life and death alike and are pretty much a Glitch in the Universe. They get born through Gaias Magic and only in one place of the world, Gaias heart, the place where this Life-magic is the strongest.

First, you need the corpse of some unfortunate creature that died near Gaias heart.

Step two, let Gaias magic seep into the Body until plants start to devour it.

For step three just let it marinate until enough magic has seeped into the body. The magic then gives it enough lifeforce to let the dead body drag itself away from Gaias heart and into a more liveable environment.

Step 4 has the lifeforce vanish again, returning the body back into a usual corpse. But that does not create a Reaperbeast. That only prepared everything for a Reaperbeast.

Just like Alien-babies in some movies, the Reaperbeast youngling starts growing inside the corpse, after the magic fused with the remaining DNA of the body. The plants, that started devouring the body, finally finish their job and create something alike a cocoon. Is the Baby old enough to be born, it breaks through the cocoon of plants and rot, like an eggshell and is free to wander the world.

Downsides?

Thorns: One common trait in every Reaperbeast is their plant/woodlike skin and thorny vines, that act as an armor.

Telekinesis: They are able to move loose thorny vines on their limbs at will. The vines aren't muscle, so they need a type of telekinesis to do that

Scream: Their biggest power though is their scream. They have a scream of high and low frequencies, that paralyzes most creatures in a certain radius of action. The length of Paralysis depends how close the creature was to the beast, how much it heard of the screech and can range from a few seconds to a few minutes. (Imagine it working somewhat like the Thunderdrum in Httyd as this was the inspiration xD)

Other ways for Reaperbeast reproduction?

Reaperbeasts are bloodthirsty.

They're drawn to death by nature and therefore love bringing it. They especially like to prey on their own base species. If their base was a wolf for example, their instincts drive them to prey on other wolves. If it was a rat, they feed on rats- etc.

This also limits them in their own development though, because if their basespecies was intelligent or very social, they also tend to be intelligent or social.

Their bloodlust and instinct to kill everything like their basespecies then cuts them off of the opportunity to nurture these aspects of themselves, driving them only deeper into madness and mindlessness until they get killed. A tragic fate for most reaperbeasts.

Reaperbeasts in Dragon-AU

Well, Reproduction through sexual intercourse isn't impossible per say, its just very difficult and unlikely.

Reaperbeasts are rare af but they live very long and don't tend to die from natural causes. So unless they're killed, they're quite immortal.

Still, the probability for two Reaperbeasts with the same basespecies and opposite sex to meet is so very tiny, that the probability for another one to get created at Gaias heart is much higher. And there the chances that all the right conditions combine is quite slim.(hope the sentence makes sense, i am suffering over here--)

Technically they could also mate with one of their base-species 'cus the DNA is close enough. Genes wouldn't be the problem, the thing is more that the act itself would be very dangerous.

The Reaperbeast could kill its partner whenever the craving hit it and even if it does not, carrying a reapers child could cause some real bad complications for any regular creature like, ITS A PLANT MONSTER! Those thorns already grow before that thing is born! That could easily kill the mother!

Not even Alucard or Integra has that much backstory in this AU but I'm working on it. But i guess i'll write about that in a separate post if anyone is interested.

Moving away from all these weird topics, lets talk about the Reaperbeasts in my AU! Between all the characters, there is exactly ONE Reaperbeast. And if y'all paid attention, you'd know it's ALEXANDER ANDERSON :D

The only Reaperbeast known in their Area and for some reason, strangely sane around other dragons.

Alexander is probably the only character in this AU with a pretty much fleshed out Backstory.

[majorxmaggiexboy]

idk if i’m actually going to attempt to participate but i still want to make a little list of Tober/Tember prompts and ideas of what to do with them. also tagging @f-ro-g bc New Pack. Every time i do one of these i start forgetting every media i’ve ever consumed so we’re going to see if i can at least get more than like three different fandoms on here. Might or might not come back through and flesh these out with actual details later on.

Whumptober Ideas

1) All Trussed Up and Nowhere to Go/”You have to let go”/Barbed Wire/Bound - Hadestown, full stop. The whole prompt is Hadestown. It’s in the lyrics, even. It is this post that makes me finally notice the “Keep on walking and don’t look back” line in Wait For Me and i’m so angry right now

2) Talking is Overrated/Garotte/Choking/Gagged - I’m thinking a rewrite of my first Three Musketeers fic just because it was funny the first time around and also wouldn’t take much Effort. Next.

3) Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, But.../Taunting/Insults/”Who did this to you?”

The Bradmadge Brawl of S2E1 but with passion and malice next question

4) Trust Fall/”Do you trust me?”/Taken Hostage/Pushed

Nothing springs immediately to mind but i’m leaning toward Psych or The New Pack

5) Red In My Ledger/Betrayal/Misunderstanding/Broken Nose

*slams hand on table* New Pack. Mordaunt. It writes itself.

6) Touch and Go/Bruises/Touch-Starved/Hunger

On-Drakon we’re going to give Arman and Mira some love even if only two people on this website even know them.

7) My Spidey-Sense is Tingling/Helplessness/Numbness/Blindness

TASM just for the sake of it? Undecided

8) Coughing Up a Lung/Pneumothorax/Exotic Illness/”Definitely Just a Cold”

Ben Tallmadge and the Delaware Dive next question

9) Rumors of My Death Have Been Greatly Exaggerated/Presumed Dead/Blind Rage/Tears

Bucky it’s your turn babe

10) Oops, I Did It Again/Hospital/Flare-Up/Ice Chips

Ben you’re going back in the Delaware it’ll be so funny

11) Just Keep Swimming/Adrift/Drowning/Dehydration

Personally i think having a third Ben vs. Water fic would be the funniest possible move but Grimaud or Mordaunt could also work here

12) It’ll Be Fun, They Said/Torture/Made to Watch/Begging

Jean-Olivier comes to mind but hmmmmm there was also that one TURN S3 au that could work

13) That’s Gonna  Leave a Mark/This Is Gonna Suck/Burns/Cauterization

Hmmmmmm OH! OH! Raoul! The New Pack. Done.

14) Under Pressure/Crush Injuries/Beaten/Force

It says Force and Force is Star Wars so naturally this is Mando’s number.

15) Feed a Cold, Starve a Fever/Delirium/Fever Dream/Bees

Ben Tallmadge guess what....

16) On a Need-to-Know Basis/Recovery/Scars/Aftermath

I’m thinking the Psych Not-Ghost AU would work here but there are certainly other options.

17) Field-Care 101/”Please don’t move!”/Hemorrhage/Dread

Might go with something Leverage right here just because i just watched Leverage. Nothing’s jumping immediately to mind. Warm Bodies could also work though.

18) The Doctor is In/”Now smile for the camera!”/Doctor’s visit/CPR

I’m thinking Reid just because Dr. and i’ve never been able to write Doctor Who so. What other Doctor characters are there. McStuffins isn’t in the running here. Oh! We could do something MCU, Bruce is a Doctor isn’t he? God can you imagine Dr. Hulk trying to

19) Just a Scratch/Bitten/Bleeding/Stabbing

Didn’t ... d’Artagnan once utter the phrase “it’s just a scratch” in relation to someth.....first episode, i think? Great so we have a winner, good job everybody.

20) Lost & Found/Trunk/Trapped underwater/Solitary Confinement

Weirdly Mando is the first character to come to mind. Someone beat me to 80% of my other idea but there’s potential.

21) That’s Where the Blood’s Supposed to Be/Bleeding Through Bandages/Pressure/Blood-Matted Hair

Let’s be real the only two options for this one are Bucky or Eliot and they’re virtually the same character so where does that leave me

22) They Made Me Do It/Cursed/Demon/Obsession

*vague wave* Merlin ?

23) You Break It, You Buy It/Auction/Ransom/Pursuit

That one 3M au with Athos and the big mix-up and the Oops and all the...stuff, yeah. That works.

24) One Down, Two to Go/Self-Induced Injuries to Escape/Flashback/Revenge

Holy sh- i didn’t see this one initially. I mean? Jean? Ow.

25) Hide & Seek/Escape/Flight/Hiding

Psych? Orrrrr....TGM?

26) You Will Go Down With This Ship/Fallen/Waterfall/Trap Door

I’m trying to think of literally anything i’ve ever read or watched that’s got a ship in it ummmmmmm hey what if we interpret “ship” as yeaaaah let’s do another Mando one that’ll work

27) “I’m Fine, I Prom...”/Passing Out/Vertigo/Collapse

I mean..... .... ... is there a character this doesn’t work for though? Wait. No actually let’s do Childermass since he gets that what is it an allergic reaction to magic? I mean i know Segundus gets like that to so....ha let’s make it be Both of them.

28) It’s Not Just In Your Head/”Good, you’re finally awake”/Nightmares/Panic

First thought is New Pack but it might take some pondering.

29) All Work and No Play/”You’re still not dead?”/Too weak to move/overworked

it’s like Civil War but with Bucky and Jean-Olivier having an all-out brawl good lord it’s an either/or situation.

30) Digging Your Grave/Major Character Death/Left For Dead/Ghosts

*shot of choc milk* the exact TURN AU i was Just thinking about yesterday,,,

31) Hurt & Comfort/Disaster Zone/Trauma/Prisoner

I feel like i need to put Gwynplaine here just because he hasn’t had a turn yet

Alt. Prompts

1) Losing Control

Arman. Very obviously extramuch Arman definitely. Let’s have another one with the involuntary dragon himbo.

2) Threats

*chin hands* trying to think of a character who gets threatened a lot. will circle back. I’m actually thinking Psych again but idk.

3) Caning

Ro we’ve genuinely discussed about 16 different variations on this one i think it’s Time

4) Mercy

MORDAUNT MORDAUNT NEXT QUESTION

5) Forgotten

Is it time for Jack Frost of all people to make an appearance or is this just Bucky again

6) Head Injury

It would be real easy to just put the headbonk au here but i’m going to try to show some restraint and do a different headbonk story

7) Screaming

Going to assign Gwynplaine here just because he really has been neglected in this lineup and also it would probably be good for him to vent a little bit in this manner

8) Comfort

Someone’s going to get petted like a cat and i just haven’t decided whomst but when i do it’s over for everybody

9) Self-Sacrifice

What do i even say to that i Feels like another New Pack but it’s still up for grabs tbh

10) Trapped

Tempted to pour one out and just say Bucky but idk idk we’ll think of something this is very much a first draft stream of thought general idea planning session

11) Near Death Experience

It would be hilarious to just put something like Meet Joe Black for this one but WAIT NO NO GO BACK ACTUALLY WARM BODIES LET’S DO WARM BODIES

12) Regret

It’s gotta either be Psych or TURN

13) Tragedy

My first thought is to do a damn Hannibal fic without ever having actually watched the show just because i’m still angry about how i read it ended but considering that i only know the characters’ voices from tumblr chatposts i feel like that’s not the best venue to

heck we might just do New Pack

14) Battlefield

Either TURN or New Pack or....the song’s a little bit dramatic for a Bucky but actually....unless? no....but Maybe,

15) Anxiety

Every character i’ve ever cared about could potentially fit right here so :/ Arman could have 3rd ficlet but again, literally every character, i,,,,,they’ve all got anxiety X’D

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do u have any krbk fics that u can rec? any favorites of urs! ☺️

you’re in luck bc i just made a rec list for a friend so i have this ready for you

also i’ve got over 200 krbk bookmarks on ao3 so feel free to check that out if you finish this rec list.

all (except one) of these are completed. they're in no particular order. i tried to find ones that are less known, bc idk how much you've read but i'm assuming all the popular ones are familiar to you. happy reading! 💖💖💖

Inevitable - Legendaerie - 8k - mature CLASSIC 'bkg thinks they've been together and kiri thinks he's still pining' TROPE. it's INCOMPREHENSIBLE to me why this doesn't have more fucking kudos!!! why!!!

Tiny Truths - Quirk Archivist (OneHitWondersAnonymous) - 4k - teen bkg gets de-aged. kid him reveals sth to class 1a, more imptly, to KIRI, abt some ideas about what it means to open a hero agency together. it's super adorable!!

Punch My Mouth with Your Mouth - QuestCat44 - 4k - teen bkg spars with deku more bc OfA is acting up and he's the only one in the know. kiri gets jealous but he's so good-natured that his jealousy is only bc he misses sparring/spending time with bkg. BKG, on the other hand, is worried kiri is mad for different reasons asdkjfhasdhfa

all according to keikaku........... - carolinaa - 8k - teen the title should already tell you how good this is. I LOVE JEALOUSY FICS WHEN THEY'RE MORE FUNNY THAN ANGSTY AND THIS IS SO FUNNY. kiri gets tired of deku being a pussy around todo and decides to flirt with todo to get deku jealous enough to do sth about it. bkg and todo are both horrified for VERY different reasons DHADSKDFHJS

doll me up - shizuumi151 - 6k - gen kiri gets turned into a doll by a kid's quirk and no one knows. bkg still ends up caring for him :’)

These Words Are Ours - deviance - 2k - teen soulmate au but bkg figures who's going to say his words before it happens, and honestly that's kind of the point. he's not the type to fall in love at first sight. he MAKES the choice to love kiri and that, my friends, is my kind of soulmate au.

all good things need sunshine - shizuumi151 - 3k - teen FLORIST KIRI. BKG WANTS A BOUQUET THAT SAYS  'FUCK YOU'

Flour Power - WingSongHalo - 26k - teen KRBK HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF A BAG OF FLOUR AND PRETEND IT'S THEIR BABY

feedback loop - bigstupidjellyfish - 1k - teen PRO HERO BKG GETS THROWN BACK IN TIME FOR A BIT AND MEETS MIDDLE SCHOOL KIRI AND HE'S SO SOFT TO HIM ASDFHKASDFJ. i am a big fan of bkg being a fan of kiri. i can't get ENOUGH OF IT. can someone give me more fics like this

mixed signals - bigstupidjellyfish - 2k -teen a short 'what if' fic where kiri and bkg went to the same middle school. bkg's still an ass but kiri's still his equal it seems, and is just as good as handling him as ever

Trash Goblin Finds Love - wrunic - 4k - teen COFFEE SHOP AU. BARISTA   KIRI GETS SICK ONE TIME AND BKG MAKES HIM SOUP AND FORCES KIRI'S COWORKER TO DELIVER IT ASDJHFS

Dreaming of a White Mocha Christmas - let_me_wander - 8k - teen ANOTHER COFFEE SHOP AU.  BARISTA KIRI AND HIS FAV CUSTOMER ;) GET SNOWED IN  

Something Warm - let_me_wander - 15k - teen YES FOLKS IT'S A A A ANOTHER COFFEE SHOP FIC, THAT'S RIGHT!! BARISTA BKG THIS TIME. also kr is in a band and writes a song for bkg asdfhksjd

Kneel - deviance - 7k - explicit idk if you wanted explicit stuff but this is pretty light sub stuff, they're not even properly together at the beginning, and there isn’t sex til the end. i just liked how kiri is the only one bkg would rely on for sth this private, and it's more emotional than it is sexual?

Everyone Knows That Cats Are Independent - PurplePersnickety - 39k - teen YET. ANOTHER. COFFEE SHOP AU. but also?? daemons?? katsuki's got a lionness, and kiri has a...i'll let you find out. anyway they become closer and closer and closer and the flirting is so fucking excruciatingly obvious but cute and sdkjfhasdjs it's such a queer experience like 'is he...no he cant be...but what if he did like me - no that's not possible. but what if?' and they get so domestic sometimes i swear i'm about to puke from how cute it is. this is my fav coffee shop au ngl

Broken Bridges - DeathBelle - 68k - explicit plot fic!! krbk loses touch after gradutation. kiri comes back from korea and starts to work together with bkg, dealing with a series of murders and MAN the action is 👌 easy to follow but it hits all the beats, has that Flow. krbk being a power couple will never get old!!

Of Ghosts and other Inaccurate Things - chezka - 56k - gen pretty sure you've seen this one around but STILL. BKG FALLING FOR 'GHOST' KIRI IS BEST. this au really takes FULL COMPLETE advantage of the fact that krbk CANNOT TOUCH and the yearning practically astral-projected me back into the my past life when i was a dung beetle that got crushed under the foot of an elephant. it hurt, basically. but it hurt so good. JUST LET BKG HUG KIRI!!! happy ending ofc.

Catching Bees - MonocerosRex - 2k - teen bkg has to pay his classmates compliments. class 1a hijinks. the krbk in this is short but it made me squeal sdhfkakjl

i'm going to the forest to kick my own ass - WannabeMarySue - 5k - teen TODO PRANKS BKG BUT UNLUCKY FOR HIM BKG IS COMPETITIVE AND ACTUALLY LEARNS SOMETHING

Hair Care 101 - overlymetaromantic - 7k - gen ASDHFASDFHAJKS KIRI MEETS BKG'S MOM BY ACCIDENT AND GETS HAIR HELP AND THEY TALK ABOUT BKG AND IT'S SO. CUTE. AND THEN BKG DYES KR'S HAIR IN THE SECOND CHAPTER AND THEY'RE SO BLUSHY AND SWEET I CAN'T!!

Sometimes We Fall in the Dark - timetoboldlygo - 16k - teen BKG TAKING PHOTOS OF THINGS FOR THERAPY. YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT HOW YOU PHOTOGRAPH THINGS YOU TREASURE 👀👀👀

Corn Chip - smol_bird - 23k - teen I DONT FUCKIGN KNOW WHY THIS DOESN'T HAVE MORE KUDOS. IT'S LITERALLY SO GOOD. DEMON KIRI IS JOKINGLY SUMMONED BY BKG AND FRIENDS. THEY FALL IN LOVE. KIRI HAS TO LEAVE. BKG IS DETERMINED NOT TO LET THAT HAPPEN. HAPPY ENDING. WHAT ELSE COULD YOU ASK FOR

'cause i love you for infinity - multiclassmaps - 23k - teen SDHFADSJFASD DEMON AU AGAIN. THIS TIME IT'S KIRI THAT DOES THE SUMMONING. BUT WHY DOES BKG SEEM SO FAMILIAR??? WHAT CAN KIRI DO TO MAKE HIM STAY??

to the beat of your heart - drifting_i - 8k - gen BAND AU. KIRI WORKS AT A RESTAURANT AND SOMEHOW BEFRIENDS DRUMMER BKG AND BKG'S BAND CAN'T BELIEVE THAT KIRI GETS AWAY WITH HALF THE SHIT BKG ALLOWS HIM TO

Playing Favorites - vaporeon_ninja - 2k - gen AKSDJFHJADHFKA BKG GETS CALLED OUT ON HIS KIRI FAVOURITISM

(Not Quite) Proposal - imatrisarahtops - 783 - teen DRUNK BKG IS SAPPY WITH HIS BOYF

something worth remembering - bbuggs - 1k - teen DRUNK BKG AGAIN!!! THIS TIME HE DOESN'T REMEMBER KIRI IS HIS HUSBAND AND HE'S SO DISTRAUGHT ABOUT KIRI BEING TAKEN SDFJHSK

A Dragon's Hoard - chezka - 10k - teen kiri gets turned into a dragon bc of a quirk. LOVE HOW DRAGON KIRI STILL LIKES BKG BEST

Love Notes - PurplePersnickety - 5k - teen LOVE NOTES BKG LEAVES LOVE NOTES FOR KIRI IT'S SO SWEET

Define: Oblivious - PurplePersnickety - 45k - teen this is the second part to Love Notes, it's still updating BUT PLEASE CHECK IT OUT TOO BC KIRI DOES STH SO BADASS DURING PRACTICAL TRAINING I LOVE HIM I REREAD THIS NOW AND THEN JUST FOR HOW COOL HE IS IN THAT ONE CHAPTER. also the steady, careful way krbk define their relationship and bkg's demisexuality is so sweet, so good.

The Hard Easy - dirtbag - 4k - teen this one is pretty popular but i still gotta mention it bc. kissing lessons. KISSING LESSONS!!! i love how eagar bkg is askdfhks

Kitsune's Pride - kytrin, Mslead - 147k - explicit okay this was A DOOZY like i???? the plot???? the time travel and the oni and kitsune stuff???? bkg and kiri being badasses??? bkg wanting the best for kiri and angrily supporting him??? this was the first time i kept up to date with a fic when it was still updating and commenting every chapte,r i was so hooked. and ALSO like the authors have written SO MUCH more longfics like this like they have NOVELS and i REALLY rec you check them out like....bro idk how they do they have so much out already and i think and they're updating two more rn and i'm. their bitch tbh

Burden of Proof - kytrin, Mslead - 153k - explicit OK ONE MORE REC FOR THESE AUTHORS. burden of proof is so. so fcukign good. i have adhd and these guys have never one lost me even tho their fics are upwards of 60k. this fic has dragons, it has plot, it has growth and healing and found families and i WISH i could write sth this intricate.

Burger Kings - plantegg - 5k - teen stupid teenage boys being stupid. kiri blackmails bkg into going on a date asjdfhkdsjfakd

Worth a Thousand Words - awareoftheconcept - 43k - teen SDKJFHASKH THIS IS A GUILTY PLEASURE OF MINE I KNOW THE LACK OF COMMUNICATION TROPE IS OVERUSED BUT I CAN'T HELP FALL FOR ANGSTY KIRI AND OMG THE CONFRONTATION SCENE AT THE END IS SO. SO. SO MOVIE-ESQUE I HATE HOW LAME I AM. basically everyone thinks bkg is dating camie asdkjfhskd

Day 6: Fandom - PullingAllMighters, SweetBrew - 9k - mature bkg and kiri don't know each other until they're pro heros and only bc they start a competition to see who's better and they go to each other's signings undercover and develop crushes on each other and deku is an enABLER ASHAHAJFS

Scales Ain't The Same As Feathers - Julietwasanidiot - 2k - gen GOD THIS IS SO CUTE BABY BKG "FINDERS KEEPERS" A BABY DRAGON KIRI SKDHFHD but he thinks kiri is a chicken

Charades - orphan_account - 4k - teen this is just soft....game night....at one point bkg acts out a really romantic word for charades and he's EMBARRASSED SDJFHA. also kiri falls asleep on him and there's some hair stroking....soft...

Cranky-rishima - PurplePersnickety - 29k - teen kirishima is the one with nightmares in this one and he gets CRANKY and BKG has to be the one to reach out and i thought that was such a fresh reversal loved it

No Secrets to Success - kingdoms - 7k - teen THIS IS MY FAV!! MY ABSOLUTE FAV JUST BC I LOVE IT WHEN FICS MAKE PEOPLE GAPE IN AWE FROM HOW SOFT BKG IS WITH KIRI. also krbk forming their relationship outside of school in this au was so??? sweet??? it's just them hanging out together. ALSO KIRI IS SO GOOD AT POKING BKG'S BUTTONS ASJDFHASK

Built to Fall - bigstupidjellyfish - 68k - explicit pro heros fic. they had a bad breakup in third year and oh god the angst is QUALITY. DW THEY TOTALLY MAKE UP AND IT'S SO FCKN WORTH IT. bkg also got therapy so he’s a little more stable as an adult lol

A Name That You'll Remember - heronfem - 33k - mature bkg is a fail!villain. he fell in with the wrong crowd when he was younger. he doesn't actually do anything wrong. in fact, all of his 'crimes' are generally stopped by kiri and somehow all end up exposing corruption anyway, so he's actually helping. kids love bkg. he always makes sure they're safe before he robs a jewelry store or sth. somehow kiri ends up flirting with him in all their fights and bkg has no idea what to make of him. the public can't get enough of them

strawberry mango sweet - redriotinggg - 9k - teen it's just a really sweet smoothie shop au!!! it's good reliable fluff!! what else can you ask for!!

cultivating something so divine - redriotinggg - 10k - teen redriotinggg yet again, i love this au, it's vet!au and kiri is so good at loving animals that bkg hires him and they fall in love and it's also got some competency porn, as in krbk are hella good at their job like power couple ayy

Tension Reduction - acernor - 10k - explicit Kirishima is a massage therapist and Bakugo needs help relaxing.

Mistletoe? Mistletoe. - Tearsaresalty - 2k - teen class 1a keeps making bkg kiss kiri and neither of them really mind wow i wonder why 🙄