#Robert and tears 😭

[bobbie-robron]

And while you’re at it, you can tell me how many times you and Katie have kissed BEHIND YOUR BROTHER’S BACK!!! (Part 1.2)

Robert tells his (made up) side of the story that Victoria didn’t understand the situation and he also has a cover story about Daz. So many lies being told to cover the affair. Robert stops Jack from calling Andy by ensuring Jack it was a one off swearing on ‘his mother’s grave’ that there’s nothing going on with Katie, never has been, never will be.

21-Apr-2004

[toddtakefive]

one of my favorite things about dps is the completely irrelevant background conversations/comments you’re probably not meant to hear but are still just barely audible? like the two guys in the study room arguing over their turns on the dart board, or the guys laughing under their breath and making ridiculing remarks when knox reads out his poem for chris, or the people in the opening scenes you can hear finding their friends and saying hi. it literally doesn’t matter at all, but it makes it feel so much realer and like you’ve really just been dropped into the setting with todd on the first day.

[starlightwoofwoof]

GUYS CHAPTER 3 IS OUT NOW AAAAAA ❤️💙💛

also didn’t do a pic for this one but here’s something else-

hatz eatin some donuts

If you read it, enjoy!!

(tags may have spoilers cause I wanna yap about it lol)

[firewasabeast]

hear me out… they dont name the kid robert in any way bc chim thinks buck should have it.

behold, kevin thomas buckley-han

oh good god 😭 i mean, it'll never happen, but now all I'm imagining is Tommy anxiously walking into the hospital room. He and Evan haven't been back together very long and he's not sure if he belongs there, but Buck kinda drags him in anyway.

Then, after Buck holds the baby for a couple minutes, he hands him to Tommy, who is nervous because the baby is so small and he is so big, but the little guy just cozies up to him and keeps sleeping.

That's when Maddie says, "We haven't even told you guys the name!"

And Chimney walks over to Tommy and says, "It's Kevin Thomas Buckley-Han." Tommy's pretty sure his heart stops right then and there. His eyes well up with tears. He asks if Chim is joking.

Chimney shakes his head. "There's not another human walking this planet who has answered every time I've called. You're there for all of us over and over again. No matter what happens with you two idiots," he says, glancing over at Buck, "you're family, Tommy."

Tommy thanks them, his voice just above a whisper. He holds baby Kevin a bit longer, then hands him to Chim and excuses himself. Buck follows him out, and Tommy proceeds to sob into Evan's chest.

[milla-frenchy]

Wolf like me

2k2 | Joel Miller x fem reader | ao3 | masterlist Summary: you meet someone who finally fills the void in you Warnings: 18+ mdni. Darkish. rough sex, oral (m/f), facial, self abandonment, toxic relationship, possessiveness, jealousy, spitting, biting, manhandling, unprotected piv, rimming, ass play, anal, creampie, reader is looking for pain, Joel is not particularly nice and not caring either. No age specified. a/n: @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog thank you for beta-ing me, and hearing me whine 😭💕🫶 There are Joels that are particularly physically powerful, brutal, and sexually aggressive. I call them “beast!Joel” 😍🥵 Here they are: Carnal @pascalsbby | Daddy Joel & A day in the filth @toxicanonymity | Lost in the dark @iamasaddie. Thank you for these awesome fics 🙏❤️ Here’s mine :) The title is from Wolf like me by TV on the radio

part 2

Joel was pretty well known at the QZ. He had the reputation of a distant man, not meddling in other people's affairs and hating people meddling in his own. He carried out the worst tasks, those that paid the most. It was impossible to know what shenanigans he was getting into with Tess, the woman he was often seen with. Impossible to know why he sometimes met FEDRA soldiers on the sidelines, but without really hiding it, as if he knew that no one would dare bother him.

You worked for Robert and you knew that his relationship with Joel was tense. So for some time now, when Robert needed something from Joel, he went through you. Every time you met him, Joel lived up to his reputation. He grumbled more than spoke, he was not very verbose, he did not bother with manners and was barely polite. He used to roll his eyes an embarrassing number of times at you, like you were the stupidest person in the world. However, he didn't impress you, and one day, you caught a grin when you responded to him in a biting tone.

That’s probably how you ended up on your knees in front of him one evening, his cock in your mouth and his fist clenched in your hair. His massive hand on the back of your head holding you exactly how he wanted, while he was fucking your throat without worrying about the tears forming at the corners of your eyes.

He let go of you, and ordered you to get on the bed, “cheek against the pillow and ass in the air.” 

You looked up at him, without immediately obeying, and he pointed to the bed with his chin. You got up and settled in, unable to resist his directive tone. When he knelt behind you, his fat cock in his hand, ready to push it into your core, you freed yourself from his hand, asking him to wait.

“Wait for what exactly, little girl?”

In someone else's mouth, this pet name might have been cute. Or kind. But in his, you felt like a helpless little thing in the hands of a man much more powerful than you.

“Wait until I’m prepared,” you whispered.

“Do you think I’m gonna make love to you, baby girl?”

He tilted his head to the side, waiting for your response which didn't come.

“Cause I don’t make love. I fuck hard. So either you take my fuckin’ cock the way I wanna give it to you, or you get the fuck outta here.”

You let him fuck you the way he wanted, your teeth digging into the flesh of your hand to keep you from screaming, while his fingers were firmly buried in the flesh of your hips. He pulled out just before he came, grabbing your arm for you to follow him to the side of the bed. His feet planted on the ground, he jerked himself into his clenched fist until spurts of cum covered your face.

Stunned by his animality, you didn't move before he pushed you down onto the floor, and he plunged into you, his tongue dipping into your aching pussy. He ate you as he had fucked you just before: like a hungry beast devouring its wounded prey. His fingers were everywhere, on your clit, in your pussy and in your ass. Yours were buried in his curls, clawing at his scalp, making him grunt against your folds until you came, exhausted, and finally relaxed your muscles that had been contracting until then, under the assaults he had inflicted on you.

Of course, he didn't walk you home. He didn’t even say a word to you, to be honest. He barely watched you wipe away the cum that was still on your cheeks.

You continued to meet Joel on Robert's behalf, and you returned to his apartment several times.

Every time he fucked you, you felt like you were being tossed around in dark waters, the movement of which seemed strangely familiar to you. And above all, the feeling gave you the confirmation that you were still alive.

Joel wanted to own, to take. And you wanted to be owned, creating a perfect balance between you. You were giving him everything he wanted. Your body was always adapting to his, whatever hole he thrusted into. He probably licked and smelled every inch of your skin. Left bite marks on your body, as if his cock deep inside you wasn't enough, as if he needed to sink his teeth into your skin. Needed to show everyone that you were his. That you had been claimed. “I want you to use my body whenever and however you want”, you told him once. And he did. Days after days.

As soon as you closed the door to his apartment behind you, you felt that the atmosphere was heavier than usual. He was sitting near the dining room table, facing the front door, and you.

“Who was it?”, he asked, in an annoyed voice, so low you barely heard him, while his fist was clenched on the table.

"Who are you talking about?"

“That boy, with you near the guardhouse this afternoon.” He spat out the sentence, his jaw clenched, the sound of his voice barely reaching your ears.

“He’s one of Robert’s guys, he’s not a boy,” you replied, shrugging your shoulders. He stood up suddenly and slammed you against the wall with surprising agility for a man of his build. His hand pressed against your throat, his face lowered towards you, you only saw his dark eyes.

“You let him fuck you?” he growled, tightening his grip on your throat.

“No, damn, Joel…”, you whispered.

He released his grip slightly and breathed down your neck, then moved up to your ear, as if to make sure that he would only smell your scent on you.

“Mine,” he murmured, his nose in your hair, his hand sliding from your throat to one of your breasts which he grabbed.

“Yours”, you breathed in his ear, your hand clinging to his bicep.

“I’m gonna be brutal, baby doll.”

“I know.”

He unbuttoned his pants, pulling out his hard cock, before grabbing your thighs and lifting you off the ground. He pushed aside the panties under your dress, and positioned his tip at your entrance. He looked at you, daring you with his gaze to tell him to wait. But it’s been a long time now since you asked him to be prepared. You only wanted to feel him more. Always more. And the faster he plunged into you, the more intoxicating the sensation was.

He sank in, his gaze boring into yours as his cock split your pussy. In one push he bottomed out. He pulled back almost all the way and thrusted in again, after tilting his pelvis so that you impaled yourself as deep as possible on his shaft. Breathless, you grabbed his shoulders to try to ease the way you were taking his cock. But he placed his arm against your back and tightened his hand on the back of your neck, trapping you in his embrace. He pounded you against the wall, and you were whimpering at each stroke of his cock.

“You’re mine”, he said again, thrusting in. “You belong to me, only my cock can fuck this cunt. You hear me, little girl?”

“Fuck… Yes Joel! Just you.”

“Not only your cunt. Everything. I want only my smell on you.”

He grabbed your chin in his hand, looking at you questioningly. You nodded and said “only you.”

“Good girl. Come here.”

He released you and grabbed your arm, squeezing it way too tightly with his large hand, before throwing you onto the bed. He was standing in front of you, his pants just under his balls, still covering his thick thighs. His hand was tight on his cock, glistening with your wetness. You could see the vein in his neck pulsing.

He spat into his palm before jerking off harshly while watching you.

“Joel”, you whimpered. “Please I want-”

“You’ll have that cock when I’ll give it to you”, he cut you off.

“Please Joel, use me”, you whined again.

“Jesus, you need my cock that bad? Get on all fours, then. And take off your clothes.”

You undressed and watched him remove his clothes, before waiting for him on your hands and knees. The bed sank under his weight as he knelt behind you. He ran his hands from your neck to the small of your back. He reveled in your eagerness, seeing your ass pushed back towards him. You wanted him to use you, the way he wanted. He placed his cock at your entrance, and thrusted in slowly. So slowly that it was almost more painful than when he would suddenly stick it in you. Like a bandage that you gently remove instead of ripping it off all at once. You felt your pussy spread painfully to let his cock sink in. You felt his skin warming you up from the inside. He kept thrusting, and you realized that you had been holding your breath since he dove in you. You breathed deeply, keeping yourself from moving backwards and impaling yourself on his cock in one blow. You knew he wanted to control the pace, and you wanted him to act that way. You wanted to be in pain, to feel things as intensely as possible, and for as long as possible.

You felt so fragile and vulnerable, with his massive hands on you and his cock piercing you. And at the same time, you had never felt so safe. Nothing could happen to you, with him.

Finally his cock bottomed out and you gasped. He pulled back and thrusted in with a brutal move this time, as you reflexively leaned forward. He tightened his embrace, threatening “don’t you dare. You’re gonna take my cock, as I want you to take it.” You bit your lip and nodded.

You heard him spit and you shivered as you felt his saliva reach your ass, his thumb immediately coming up to push it into your ring. You heard him grunt behind your back, guessing his contemplation between keeping fucking your pussy or claiming your ass. With a snort, he pulled out, dipping his tongue against your ass, lapping flat. You heard him jerking off into his fist and part of you hoped to see him desperate to the point of cumming against the sheets without having time to fuck you. But his primal instinct for possession was the strongest, and he positioned himself against your ring once he felt you would be able to take it.

He pushed, and you waited quietly, controlling your breath, until the tip was fully in.

“Oh fuck, Joel…”

“Always ready to take it in your ass, right?”

“I…fuck. Yeah. I can always take it.”

“Good girl”, he praised, as he thrusted in suddenly, the brutality of his action clashing with the sound of his voice. You didn't have time to say a word, he was already pulling back before burying himself again, showing you once more that you were his, pinching your hips, and you knew that the morning after your skin there would be blue.

“Turn around, I want to see your face while I fuck your ass,” he said, pulling back and manhandling you to turn around.

You lay on your back, and he grabbed the back of your knees to bring them closer to your shoulders before thrusting in. The position made the penetration so deep that you thought he was actually going to tear you in half. His growls were more animalistic than human and you lost yourself in their sounds. 

“Look”, he said. “Look at my cock, ruining your ass.”

He pulled his torso away from yours and you looked down, where your bodies were one.

“Fuck, baby doll. Look. You’re taking it so good.”

“Joel... Let off all your steam. Use me for that.”

“Shit you’re…you never get enough of that cock.”

He fucked you, probably harder than ever, and you couldn't feel your body anymore.

“Lose yourself in me”, he told you, looking at you as if he was reading you. “I’m here for it”, he added. You came, hearing him, your clit rubbing against his lower stomach.

Burying in your ass, he grabbed your wrists with one hand and held them above your head, placing his mouth against your armpit, licking away the beads of sweat hidden there and growling against your skin.

“Jo…fuck. Joel.”

“Mmmm?”, he growled.

“The sounds you make, when you fuck me. I…- fuck.. I feel so full - …I love these sounds.”

For the first time, you thought you saw a loss of control in him, and you tried to catch his gaze. When he froze inside you and shot the hot spurts of cum into your ass, all you could think about was the dark waves you were floating in, and you came a second time on his cock.

You got dressed and as you were leaving he grabbed you, holding you against him like no one had ever done before. He held you so tight that it was painful, but you would have let him crack one of your ribs if it would allow you to continue this embrace. When he released you, you tried to meet his gaze again, but he had already turned away from you.

When you got back to your apartment, you knew you were screwed. Fucking with him, letting him use you in any possible way, was no longer enough.

Part 2

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[rayofmisfortune]

"Thanks for everything."

(edit: y'all- click for better quality. Tumblr was having a feast day with this one 😭)

so iiii finished lost light and mtmte.. and I really wanted to do this treasure some justice in my own, if crude, way. Simply saying "yeah I read it it was cool" doesn't suffice neither does it do the story and its characters the justice they deserve. So... I made something to constantly give myself the reminder that THIS exists. The story, even when it's been concluded for over 6 years still, I feel, hits all the bars and feels it did when people read it as it was published.. as I said in an earlier post, I regret not finding the wonders of James Roberts' world sooner, but I don't under no circumstances regret reading it when I did.

I'm getting too sappy here haha. This comic has made me shed a tear, full on cry, need to take a minute to walk around and process properly what I have just witnessed ONE TOO MANY TIMES in the best way possible.

The crew of the Lost Light have become so dear to me it's not even funny at this point jkgkjer

[darlingsfandom]

omg cill won a golden globe!! him and younger reader celebrate?? idk 😭

I'm very proud him! we all are 🥺

Gif credit: @edward-munson

Warnings: swearing, face fucking, rough sex

It almost didn't seem real, it was almost like a dream but it was indeed real. You were standing there in your best dress clapping hard enough that your hands felt like they were going to fall off with tears in your eyes as Cillian stood there holding his golden globe. He was a little shy before he started talking. Everyone sat down for a minute as he gave his speech but what caught you off guard was hearing him say your name out loud.

"Darlin, please stand up!" Cillian moved his hand in an upwards position and you stood up to his motion. "Ya see tat lovely lady right there, she's me world! Helped me through out the ups and downs! Never left me side durin ta hard times! She's da best person I know, I love you!" You wiped your eyes with the back of your hands as the rest of the table decided to group hug you as if you won the award, but you did in a way! Cillian was the best boyfriend you've ever had. The rumors the paps had made about you being a gold digger since Cillian is twenty one years older than you were now put to rest with his speech. He finished up his speech by thanking the rest of the cast and crew along with a little speech to Christopher as well. As he came off stage everyone was clapping and cheering him on when you ran up to him and cupped his face to plant a big wet kiss on his nose before kissing him proudly on the lips.

Cillian looped his arm with yours and lead you back to the table before pulling out your chair for you. You held his hand the rest of the night. You clapped for Robert when he won best supporting actor , you made a face at the terrible Barbie "joke" and so did Cillian. The rest of the night carried on and you laid your head on his shoulder to which Cillian kissed the top of your head. Once the night was over the two of you made your way outside so he could take his photos with the award but when he seen you standing off to the side he pulled you over with him because you needed to be showed off! He handed you his award . "See not only did I win, I really won!" He kissed your face making you blush and giggle before he grabbed your hand and the two of you made your way towards the car so you could get to the hotel.

"I'm very proud of you." You spoke up once the two of you were in the back of the car. Cillian leaned in and kissed you hard. Your hands rested against his chest while you moved your lips against his slowly. His tongue pressed against your lips making you part them so he could slide in. Your skin felt hot as his finger tips brushed against the back of your neck so he could pull you in closer. The metal of your ruby necklace felt cold as your body temperature rose. Lucky for you the hotel was a short drive away because if you had spent another minute in that car, that driver would've gotten a show.

Cillian held your hand tightly making way through the paps that were taking pictures, calling your names and yelling questions. You just waved and smiled until the two of you were inside the lobby and making your way to the elevator. His hands wrapped around your waist while his lips attacked your neck. The little ding let you know that you were where you needed to be. The two of you made your way into the bedroom and Cillian quickly had you in his arms once again before throwing you back onto the bed.

His breath was hot against your mouth as he kissed your lips making his way down your jaw line, the side of neck and down to the top of your breasts. Cillian sat you back up to help take off your dress leaving you in a matching set that hugged you in all the right places. His mouth watered as you unhooked your bra , tossing it at him which drove Cillian wild.

"Tonight's all about you daddy." Your words were laced with sex appeal while you dropped down to your knees. Your hands ran over his thighs before unzipping his pants and yanking them down along with his boxers.

"Fuck!" Cillian hissed as the cold air hit his hard cock. You smiled up at him while pulling off his boxers. He carefully stepped out of the pile of clothes around his ankles before looking down at you with those devilish blue eyes that made your thighs squeeze together. Cillian stood there stroking his cock above you making you pout because you wanted his cock, you wanted to please him and he knew it, but he wanted to tease you.

"Open pretty girl" he pushed the head of his cock past your lips and down your throat just a little before pulling right back to which you pouted your lip at him. "Don't ya worry honey..." Cillian slid his cock back down your throat until he hit the back of it making your eyes water. Your hands flew up and grabbed his thighs while he started fucking your face. He knew this was about him and when it was about him you allowed him to do anything he wanted. Tonight was a special night and you had promised him that if he won you'd let him do this.

"Good girl! Takin me fuckin cock like a whore! Me whore!" He grunted while pulling on your hair hard and thrusting hard down your throat with spit dribbling down your chin you were the most beautiful thing he had his eyes on. You sat on knees holding still as possible while he held your head. Your thighs were sticking together from all the wetness pooling in your panties. Cillian pulled out enough to let you breathe. Your lips were swollen and covered in spit, your eye make up had been cried off and the spit and dribbled down onto your chest.

"Up!" Cillian helped you up onto the bed, got you on your back and climbed on top of you. Your lips covered into a smile as Cillian lined the head of his dick up to your pussy and pushed in slowly while holding his hand on your stomach.

"I love you!" You blurted out. It wasn't the first time you said that but it was the first time you said it during sex. Cillian stopped his movement, looked down at you with a soft smile and stroked your cheek. "I love you too." Cillian leaned down and kissed you softly. His lips moved in sync with yours while your hands wrapped around his back and pulled him closer which made his dick go deeper inside of you. Your mouth gasped open so Cillian slid his tongue inside of you making you cry out in pleasure into his mouth. He lifted up his hips before smashing back down into yours. Cillian wasn't holding back anymore! He kissed you hard while holding up your legs so he could hit the angle you liked so much.

Your eyes rolled back into your head as Cillian pounded hard into you. Your moans and whimpers were loud. His hands squeezed your thighs tightly while grunting and cursing under his breath which made you wetter by the second. Your hand ran down between your legs and rubbed your clit. Cillian smacked your hand away to replaced it with his hand, only he could touch you at that moment.

"Cill! You're gonna make me cum!" You pleaded.

"Do it pretty girl! Make a mess of me cock!" Cillian was getting close too. Both of you were panting messes. Your orgasm hit you hard as you squeezed his cock and cried out his name. That was enough for Cillian to have his own orgasm. Cillian held your legs up in the air, looked down into your eyes and came deep inside of you while moaning out your name. He kept eye contact with you when he finished before slowly pulling out, but you stopped him half way.

"No! Keep it in!" You blurted out making Cillian raise an eyebrow. He slowly slid back in making his cum get pushed back inside of you. He laid down on top of you resting his head on top of your sticky chest. Your fingers played with his hair as the two of your laid there smiling ear to ear.

"I really do love you darlin. Every inch of ya, yer me girl ."

[blackmonitor]

AAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

THANK YOU!!!!

THANK YOU!

THANK YOU...

Tha....

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@addictedtostorytelling YOU ARE THE BEST!

(I just watched this episode yesterday and I had to ask for these ...... yes I'm this thirsty...)

"you made the shortlist for my team. you still interested?" "sure." "i have a couple of reservations." "reservations?"

[beatthisbi]

I feel like no one is talking about how cute Bobby was holding that baby this episode. Like I don't even want kids but I swear my ovaries were about to explode. And the way he holds her just really shows how comfortable he is with kids and now I really want flashbacks of him with his children as babies.

Now its got be thinking about how maybe in a few years Buck might have kids and him just handing them to Bobby. How Bobby will go full grandpa mode and absolutely fall in love the moment he holds them. And then I want Buck to ask him if he wants to know the baby's name and of course Bobby does. Then I want Buck to be like "it's (whatever first name I dont care) Robert Buckley, after his grandfather" and I want Buck to tell him this with a huge smile on his face. And I want Bobby to look at Buck with these soft vulnerable eyes as he realizes that he might not have got to see his kids grow up but he still got to raise one and now he has grandkids. And I want Bobby to tear up and hug Buck so hard while trying not to crush the baby and Buck to hug him back just as hard also crying. I also want Athena to be there with teary eyes and a soft smile as she watches her husband become a grandfather and her son become a father. I just want soft grandpa Bobby with Buck's kids 😭😭😭

[mostly-marvel-musings]

HE WON!!!!!!

Finally. Epic win Robert Downey Jr.

Nobody deserved it more. It’s been a long time coming 😭🤍

Also, fuck Jimmy Kimmel for that low blow. No one has had a better comeback than that incredible man. I will always be biased when it comes to RDJ.

Yay to all the winners. I teared up a bit watching Emma Stone win. She was stunningly good in Poor Things. Incredible.

Last but not least, Cillian Murphy, the anomaly. What a legend! He finally gets the appreciation he deserves. Such an underrated actor. He’s truly one in a Cillian 💫🌼

[rise-my-angel]

Mimi, I miss Lyanna so much 😭 She's real to me, and I hate how we aren't able to actually see and interact with her much in the books. I tried to fill the void with fanfiction, but almost every piece of fanfic with her in it either go "Lyanna was an evil BITCH who rubbed her hands together cartoon-villain style and schemed about how she could wreck homes and tear families apart." or "Here's my 50k word essay on how a 14 year-old can give consent, actually 🤓 (even when the other party is the grown ass crown prince with a famously violent father, and multiple of the realms strongest, most intimidating fighters by his side.)", it SUCKS, it sucks so bad. I miss her so much, I'm about to magically physically transform into Ned and / or Benjen.

The thing is, because Lyanna is dead by the start of the series, people tend to treat her as part of the narrative rather then a character of her own. They want Lyanna to be fully on one side of a team or the other, when in reality, Lyanna wasn't on any side. She was on the side of wanting to return to her family.

Nothing about what she did or wanted matters more then the fact that she was dying in a bed of her own blood, alone on the opposite side of the country from her home all alone. Who desperately screamed for her brother when she realized he was there to save her, and held on to her life long enough to see him one last time. Thats the part of her story with Rhaegar that matters. The part where Ned finds her and promises to bring her home and protect her son. Lyanna died only caring about her family, her blood, the Starks. And nothing people speculate around everything else should overpower that.

Lyanna also was 14-15 before she went missing, and we know a lot about her as a character. She was jaded and didn't beleive in romantic love for herself, she didn't like being forced to marry Robert Baratheon whom would be infamously unfaithful and already had bastard children.

She liked sword and fighting. She, with no training, held a tourney sword and chased off 4 older boys whom were beating up Howland Reed soley because she realized he was her fathers bannermen and protected him, then brought him to her brothers and he spent the rest of the tourney with them all. She also likely was the Knight of the Laughing Tree which means she went above and beyond to defend the people she cared about and had a rebellious streak of going against powerful people to do what she thinks is right for the people she loves.

But, she's also soft. She was still just a teenage girl. She cried listening to Prince Rhaegar sing a sad song, then dumped her water onto Benjens head for making fun of her for it. She was incredibly close to all of her brothers, and extremely dedicated to her family.

Whatever really happened between Rhaegar approaching her all alone in the south, and Neds arrival at the tower of Joy, we do not and will never know, not truly. But people act as if Rhaegar is the most important part of Lyannas story. For good or bad.

But he isn't. Lyanna is the most important part of her story, and the evidence of who she is suggests that this wasn't a love story, nor was it even her being nothing but a helpless victim. Lyanna's story is about a girl so dedicated to her own family, that she held onto what little life she had left just long enough to see her brother one last time, and trust he would take care of her son and bring her home to Winterfell before she died.

People need to stop hyperfocusing on the Lyanna that may or may not have been part of Rhaegar's delusions. And focus on the Lyanna Stark that wanted Ned to bring her home to Winterfell, who screamed desperately for him when he and his men fought three Kingsguard to the death, the Lyanna who is forever remembered in the eyes of Neds own children, as a head strong but sweet Stark girl who deserved to be at home with her family, not die without most of them in Dorne after a war that killed half her family.

Now of course, I personally think Rhaegar's part in her story wasn't "they fell in love", but I also think its more complicated then "hes evil and kidnapped her". Kidnapping is the word I use because she was, in my opinion, taken from her family against her will, but I think people want it to be pure love or Rhaegar being pure evil, when in reality I think Lyanna never knew what was going on, or what to do. I think Lyanna was tricked or manipulated into walking in on something she couldn't escape or understand, and only realized when it was too late that there was nothing she could do but try and protect herself by going along with it.

The only part of Lyanna's time with Rhaegar that matters to me, is those months she spent alone in the Tower of Joy. A war being waged, her father and brother dead, and the only people there were probably a few maids or midwives and three Kingsuard who wouldnt let her leave. Those months she spent alone with a baby in her belly, that child her only comfort. Just her and the baby all alone not knowing what would happen to them, but they had each other. Probably spent hours talking to him, because she didnt want him to feel as alone as she felt.

Lyanna is only ever discussed in regards to Rhaegars story, much like Elia Martell tends to be discussed. When those women were still their own characters, with their own stories and lives that didn't revolve soley around one man's actions.

Its hard to erase Rhaegar's influence from Lyanna and Elia's stories, but I think more people need to try. Because they are still characters worthy of attention for being who they were, not just what they became.

[lesbiancharliedalton]

ROBERT SEAN LEONARD MEETING WRITE-UP

OKAY I'm going to attempt to remember everything that happened because it was truly incredible. Like I cannot believe this happened. Even though I bought a ticket well in advance and had been planning this for months now.

He talked to each person in line for a few minutes each and was telling a ton of stories. He was SUPER funny and witty which was unsurprising, but also EVERYONE was catching strays and I was cracking up. Like he truly does not give a fuck. He told someone a story about seeing Lin Manuel Miranda years before House and thinking he was super annoying. He told someone a story about his daughter being bad in a production of Charlotte's Web.

When I came up I told him I had been a fan of his for half of my life (INSANE thing to lead with sorry I was freaking out) and he was like O_O that must not be very long though! LMAOOO. So I told him how old I was and he was like "oh, well that was still quite some time after The Film came out. Did you see it in school?" And I was like ok firstly. Clocked. No one mentioned Dead Poets Society in this conversation. Secondly, yes.

So I said I became a fan from that initially, and then I watched Much Ado About Nothing... And he put his hand over his heart and said "Ohhhh. I loved that. To me, movies are ehh... But that one felt more like doing a play. Well, you know, most of the actors in that had done Shakespeare before then... Well, except for Keanu and Denzel, which is obvious." 😭😭😭 And then he told me a story about how INCREDIBLE Emma Thompson was and recalled her doing a monologue that had almost everyone in tears and he said "I just know they were standing there like *extremely stiff delivery* 'I will never be that good...' THEY WEREN'T GOOD! YOU HEARD IT FROM ME!" Literally did not give a fuck. I was so obsessed. I was laughing SO hard.

And then he signed my playbill and when he asked for my name he paused and said "Oh, that's a really great name." ?? Hahaha. And then when I stood back so we could get a photo he told me "You're dressed really cool, too! Everyone in Chicago dresses so cool. Everyone in New York dresses the same."

So then I thanked him and said it was so wonderful to be able to meet him. 😭 And that was basically it. His story was sooo funny and also so sweet. I could tell he loved filming that movie. And the way he did not give a fuck about talking shit LMAO. He was so pleasant and funny and kind. Anyway the end.

[no-one-you-might-like]

Guys... I rewatched the Twilight saga last week cause I remembered little of it since I watched it for the first time like ten years ago? Anyway, I rewatch cause I'm obsessed with Robert Pattinson now 😭 and just because I watched Remember me, which is my favourite movie of him!

So, anyway, now I have the urge to rewrite the saga without all the shit and the toxicity. I'll probably do it on wattpad? And maybe in English? Idk. I do know that I wanna change A LOT of thing if I'll do this lol.

I'll think about it 🥴

Oh, I even watched Tenet AND Batman because of him. Now I don't have anything else to see so I'm spending my time watching reels of YouTube videos.... (I need to seek help, I know).

Also, being this late on the fandom, I missed all the drama😭 And I found out, thanks to IG posts, that A Thousand Years was written ESPECIALLY for breaking dawn PT 2??? Omg I didn't know, that final scene made me tear up.

And 50 Shadows of grey was a twilight fanfiction??? Shut up. 😭😭😭😭 Like Edward is so vanilla and Christian is... Into BDSM??? Like how is that supposed to be a twilight FF, come on.

Robert's smile is so cute 😭

[verosvault]

🚨 SPOILER FOR EPISODE 8 OF BURROW'S END!!!🚨

‼️POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR WHEEZING SOUNDS, FLESH TEAR SOUNDS, SCREAMING/CHITTERING SOUNDS AMONG OTHER UNGRATEFUL NOISES‼️

Dimension20 "Burrow's End"

Episode 8

Timestamp: 1:30:19

Video Length: 3min. & 47sec.

THE TAPESSSS!!! OMGGG!!! WHO WAS THE FIRST TO ATTACK!!! IT SEEMS LIKE THE STOATS WERE FIRST TO ATTACK?!!! THIS IS SO COOL BECAUSE THESE STOATS ARE NOW REALIZING THAT THEY'VE BEEN ON THE BAD GUYS TEAM THIS WHOLE ENTIRE TIME!!! AHHH!!! 😱😱😭😭✋✋

I can't believe Brennan just WALKED OUT AFTER THAT! I THOUGHT SOMETHING HAPPENED TO TULA AFTER THAT! BUT NOPE! IT WAS JUST BRENNAN BEING SHOOK AFTER AABRIA'S DISPLAY AND FEELING BEATEN BY HER AND HER AMAZING PRODUCTION!!! 😂😂🤣🤣💀💀✋✋ THIS IS TRUE FEAR FR!!! EVEN BRENNAN HIMSELF CALLED THIS SCARY!!! 😭😭✋✋ OOF! "NEVERAFTER" WAS A WALK-IN-THE-PARK COMPARED TO THIS SEASON FR! 😭✋ THE TRUE HORROR SEASON LITERALLY!! 😭😭✋✋

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1st Tape: [Wenabocker] "I've actually never used one of these before. How does it- just gotta- Hello, my name is Robert Wenabocker. I'm the lead engineer here at Warren Peace Memorial Nuclear Power Plant. Hey guys, give me five minutes. I just got to log it. The time is currently 18:48, and at approximately 5:17 today, this facility registered a Loss of Coolant Accident in Reactor Charlie. At 11:20, all plant personnel were notified via intercom, and of course- (tape clicks)

2nd Tape: [Wenabocker] Hello, this is Dr. Wenabocker. It is 4/21/62 at 8:11. (repeating alarm sounding) The LOC logged on the 18th has proven difficult. Our structural engineers have noted significant integrity loss surrounding Reactor Charlie. Now, this integrity loss may result in repeated incidents of increased severity if left untreated. We are not doing that. We are handling things now with the repair materials on hand, and we should have this remedied within the we-. (tape clicks)

3rd Tape: [Wenabocker] (alarm continues, even louder) I don't care, I want two teams down there right now! Following on the official urgent materials request submitted. All signs, all signs are pointing to sabotage. This is a matter of national security! If we can't fix this- (tape clicks)

4th tape: [Wenabocker] It is 2:22, two hours post order of a full evacuation of Peace Plant by Director Simms. I stayed behind, since I'd already been um...I stayed in hopes we'd get a call from the outside with some idea on how to avoid a full core meltdown. But the cables on our comms are destroyed. Chewed through. You know, earlier this week, my team joked that evil spirits were behind all of this. As a man of science, you know, I...Hello? (creatures chittering) The facility has been evacuated. You need to- (tape clicks)

5th tape: [Wenabocker] (Wenabocker hyperventilating) (creatures chittering) There are five weasels. I don't know how they're doing it. I don't know what's happening. (glass breaking) No! No! (creatures chittering) (flesh tearing) (Wenabocker wheezing) (Wenabocker gasping for air) They're all so sneaky...

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THIS IS CRAZY INSANE AND I CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THE WORK THAT WAS PUT INTO THIS AMAZING SEASON! CARLOS LUNA DID SUCH A GREAT JOB! AABRIA SLAYS! THIS IS CRAZY AND FANTASTIC!!! DIMENSION20 HAS SUCH A PHENOMENAL CAST AND CREW!!! THEY CAN DO ANYTHING!!! THE SKY'S THE LIMIT HERE FR!!! ✋✋🫶🫶❤️❤️

[ramblings-of-lola]

Major spoilers for Downton Abbey

Sybil died and I am not okay. I can't. Why is it always my favorite characters and the kind ones that die?? 😭😭😭

And seeing everyone's grief in the episode broke me. I could not stop crying. And Cora blames herself and the family in part. And Mary and Edith's hug. And Tom pleading Sybil to breathe and not leave him and him kept calling her love 😭😭😭 And the staff grieved so much, even Thomas. Anna's reaction broke me. That's when the floodgates of tears opened. And Lady Violet reassuring Robert it wasn't his or anyone else's fault.

I knew Sybil was going to die but oh my word, it hurts. I'm dreading Matthew's death so much more know.

[no-goodbyes-no-regrets]

Hi! What would be your dream SL for Aaron (and of course it can involve Robert, Seb and even Liv if you want)?

I wrote this whole thing about fauxbert going full crazy and "if i can't have you, no-one can" on Aaron... but then i hit a wrong button and everything was gone 😭😭😭

But anyway, that's what I want. Fauxbert turns out to be some con artist who met Robert in prison. And because Robert is incapable of not talking about Aaron, he's told him everything from their first kiss and hook up in the layby and their affair, to him saving Aaron's life and the almost proposal in the woods.

And fauxbert gets out before Rob himself does and finds this Barbara woman who is terminally ill and doesn't have much family. Maybe he worms his way into her life as her nurse or something, and through her he digs into the Sugden family (more). Vic rocking up at the funeral with Eric was just a nice added bonus.

Fast forward to now where Aaron is sooo in love with John (Robert Sugden who??) and maybe they're even talking marriage and babies - but then Rob comes back and recognises fauxbert as his ex cellmate Aiden Moore. He exposes him (or tries to) but everyone thinks he's just jealous.

Meanwhile Aaron is plot stupid and thinks fauxbert is just a really attentive lover and oh isn't it nice that he wants to move to Dublin with him?? For a plot job opportunity! So nice!

And Robert has teamed up with Jai (there's SO MUCH potential in that friendship) to expose fauxbert once and for all.

But it wouldn't be a Robert plan if it didn't backfire somehow, and fauxbert loses it and holds Aaron hostage in his flat/the garage/the pub/ somewhere Important™ to robron, and he's threatening to shoot him if anyone dares to come in.

Swirling is on standby with Hotten PD SWAT but eventually Robert is allowed to go in to "say goodbye" to Aaron. He tries to talk fauxbert into turning himself in and letting Aaron go but the three of them end up fighting over the gun - and we get the classic "gun goes off but we don't know who got shot"

And the obvious answer would be fauxbert - but it's Robert! And Hotten PD SWAT comes in and arrests fauxbert, and Rob gets taken to hospital and it's all Really Serious and they're keeping him in a coma - and Aaron flat out refuses to leave his bedside until he wakes up.

And when he eventually wakes up, we get the classic "loved one sleeping in uncomfortable chair next to hospital bed" and then a tearful reunion kiss and they talk about Everything (Aaron is no longer plot stupid and allowed to react and think like a normal human being) and get back together. And Rob moves in with Aaron because he needs to be nursed back to health.

And then when he's better, they suddenly hear Something Has Happened to Rebecca's plot aunt and Seb is coming home. Only he barely knows either of them and considers Ross his dad. And there is the drama of Ross wanting access to Moses, but Mack stopping him, and Rob and Aaron wanting a life with their son, but Seb himself only wants to spend time with Ross. And eventually Ross talks Seb into giving Rob and Aaron a chance because they love him very much, and robron kind of end up co-parenting with Ross, and in return they talk to Mack and Charity to let Ross see Moses again.

and Wendy takes a long walk off a short cliff and is never seen or heard from again 😉