#S01E08 The Stand

[lanschpaket]

Caitlyn Kiramman & Vi (Color/Character analysis S02 Act 1+2) 2/2

I had another thought while analysing the first part and wasn't originially planing this to be 2 parts. But at one point this following thought just didn't fit there anymore and that's why I write about it in this 2nd post

We all remember S01E08:

I want to interpret a little further into this and combine this with the color analysis I did with Caitlyn. In S01 both Vi and Caitlyn can be seen as opposites from the very beginning already. One is from top side, the other from bottom side. One is hot tempered, the other cool tempered. And the thing Vi herself says that they're Oil and water.

I personally like to believe that Vi is Oil and Caitlyn stands for water. Why do I think that? For Vi it's because - Oil is greasy and associated with dirt, many people would say that about Zaun. That's where Vi is from - Oil is also very flammable, so combined with fire it gets really dangerous. Vi has a very short fuse and will easily and very quickly reside to violence. Also fire is associated with red, and her main color is pink/red-ish For Caitlyn it's because - Water is mostly associated with being pure and clean, which you would say about Piltover. That's where Caitlyn is from - Water is adaptable. Many associations with water go into calm and tranquil. Caitlyn is mostly very calm about things and thinks first and will not be heading into something without thinking. Also her being a marksman gives her the skill to be very calm, so that way she does land her perfect shots even in extreme situations. Also water is associated with blue and her main color is blue I'm laying all this out for a further analysis for the things in S02. Through the course of S01 Act 3 and S02 Act 1, a lot of extreme situations happen and they both have to deal with all of them somehow. These situations would definitely shake up a personality, which would also lead to a change of it.

In Vi's case I would say her hot temperedness calms down. And I also kinda thing that a big part of her just gave up on it all. She has no goal anymore and doesn't see any light at the end of the tunnel. So what is there even to fight for. When everything she tried fighting for was lost in the end no matter how hard she tried. This is visible in her apperance:

Vi loses her red, her drive and fighting spirit. The latter is something that slowly goes out as she step by step even loses the brawls she's fighting in. But it's not entirely gone. It's still there, dormant or just shoved aside. But it will never truly be gone, cause it's a big part of her to fight for things when they're important to her. And I think that's a part of her she can never lose. Now for Caitlyn, as I already explained in Part 1 her design integrates more red over the course of S02. We know that she is slowly residing more and more to violence. Therefore we see her add more and more red to her and also the scene framing supports this:

For better stills on her red cloak or the red on her in general in S02, take a look at the other post ;3 Caitlyn is more and more pulled into the attitude towards dealing with the entire conflict of Piltover and Zaun that Ambessa has. With reinforcements and violence. But then again, Cait never really loses herself. She still wears her Enforcer uniform and at some point lays down the cloak, return to a self that kinda is just out for personal justice and not wanting to drag others in that don't deserve to be treated badly. Her sense of justice and right or wrong returns after she reunites forces with Vi. I think the encounter gave Caitlyn back her calm and to figure out what's really important to fight for and how her past actions were wrong. And on the other hand Cait brings Vi back the fighting spirit she lost. Both of them combining their new stand on things, makes them overcome past struggles they were trying to cope with and move on together. Not everything is fixed, but this is the first step into the right direction for them both.

Which is important now, because now that these two are teamed up again, they start fighting against "the red", which is Ambessa and all her plans she wants to execute. All things Ambessa is trying to get to are things that oppose both Vi and Cait. On one hand Ambessa is trying to take away Vi's dad and on the other hand Ambessa is risking peace and restoration for both Piltover and Zaun, in ways that aren't true justice in Caitlyn's eyes, because to her peace should not come through violent acts. Which takes me back to her talking to Ekko in S01 (which I also mentioned in the 1rst post). It would just be a vicious cyle, and this has to end. And both Vi and Cait go on about in a way they would never have back then with themselves during S01 Act 3 and S02 Act 1. They learned so much and changed together in a way. I think I lost some thoughts along the way and over the course of the day, cause there were a couple of hours between the first post and this one. But I think I stated most of my thoughts that came to me. Thanks for reading and I just want to say: I love this show so much. It's soooooo guuuuudddd and I need more. But at the same time I'm not prepared and am super scared. How are my emotions holding up? They're not. I'm running in circles, this show is driving me crazy xD

[lukearys]

S01E08 - "Tomorrow, the Hightowers land their first blow. They force you to your knees and I must stand alone".

[unusual-raccoon]

Silver Son (Ch. 2) | by Unusual_Raccoon (JaceLuke)

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Warnings: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dark Jacaerys Velaryon, Blonde Jacaerys Velaryon, Jace is Daemon's Biological Son, Complicated Relationships, Political Alliances, Canon-Typical Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Jacaerys Velaryon, Omega Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Episode: s01e08 The Lord of the Tides (House of the Dragon), Viserys I Targaryen Lives, Daemyra Have Disney Parent-itis = they died, Brother/Brother Incest, POV Alternating, Political Alliances, Arranged Marriage, Valyrian Culture & Customs (A Song of Ice and Fire), Valyrian Wedding, Loss of Virginity, Explicit Sexual Content, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Knotting Summary: With few options left, Lucerys travels to Dragonstone to marry his mother's eldest son and heir, Jacaerys Targaryen. WC: 8,9K+ Ao3 Link

It began with a proposal. The promise of marriage in exchange for protection.

A marriage…to the prince of Dragonstone.

Their breakneck pace had consumed two weeks' worth of time in an instant, and before Lucerys had a true moment to recuperate, he was standing upon blue-veined white marble within the Eyrie’s High Hall.

“Prince Lucerys,” The lady of the Vale welcomed him, eyes as blue as the sky creased at the corners in a small sign of fondness.

“My lady,” he greeted, lowering his head in a show of deference to his host.

“I pray your time in King’s Landing has seen you well.”

“It has my lady, and while I am eternally grateful for your hospitality, I’m afraid I will need to depart from the Eyrie soon.”

To her credit, Jeyne Arryn took the news with aplomb.

“Might I ask, who is stealing you away, dear cousin?”

“I am Targaryen, my lady, I worry you may find the truth upsetting.”

She arched a single brow, the same shade of honeyed-gold as her hair. Whatever fondness she reserved for Lucerys in the months since his mother’s passing seemed to vanish at the mere insinuation of him.

What power you wield, dear brother.

The image of pale hair stained more crimson than silver flashed through his mind.

“I see.” She replied with an icy sort of diplomacy that made his teeth clench cold. Her disdain gleamed through in the blue of her eyes.

“And you’re certain there is nothing I can do to persuade you otherwise?”

She spoke with a royal I, not only of herself but also of the Eyrie and all its vassal houses…House Corbray amongst them. He thought of Ser Corwyn – the kind, gentle Valeman that had seen him return to the Eyrie safely.

Corwyn, who carried Valyrian steel upon his hip. He pondered briefly the wail Lady Forlorn might make when she collided with Dark Sister.

The hairs on his arms stood on end. He prayed it would not come to such unpleasantries.

Yet, as he imagined falling sway to Lady Arryn’s suggestions and wedding Ser Corwyn, Lucerys’ mind only conjured the image of Alyssa’s Tears scorched dry by dragonfire, yellow-orange flames shot through with veins of green, and his betrothed’s body severed at the neck, his handsome head gnashed between Vermax’s thorny jaws…

Have care, I will crush him if he intends to deny your departure.

He recalled his brother’s words even a fortnight later, as though he was yet twined in Jacaerys’ arms rubbing mindless fingers against the dried blood, blood his brother had spilled in Lucerys’ name, upon the velvet of his sleeve. He chastised himself still for the thoughtless creature he had been reduced to with his lungs full of his elder half-brother’s scent: the heat of an open flame and the heady musk of white oak.

The thought inspired a conflicting sense of hot and cold spreading through his body. A simultaneous pleasure and pain.

“I think it is for the best, my lady.”

Her smile was amiable, but far from pleased.

“Very well,” She hummed in acquiescence.

It was not until she descended from her carved weirwood throne that Lucerys voiced another rather pressing concern.

“I must admit, dear cousin, I fear how he will take the news.”

Jeyne Arryn offered a soft smile, her hand folded over the delicate expanse of his forearm and he was reminded of the few times the lady of the Vale had taken him hawking in the Mountains of the Moon.

“He loves you, he’ll understand.” she reminded with a knowing tilt of her lips.

Lucerys exhaled. He hoped love might be enough to soften the blow of his elder brother’s proposal as Lady Jeyne escorted him to his apartments in the Maiden’s Tower.

. . .

A long soak in a marble tub had not seen his nerves much improved. In fact, Lucerys felt more disturbed knowing he was avoiding the inevitable.

He sank deeper into the water scented with orange blossoms and rose hips, while it was a distraction, it was certainly a pleasant one; it did wonders for his sore bottom after two hard weeks on horseback.

He hadn’t dithered for much longer before dressing. 

He omitted his usual high-collared samite gown with a laced-tight bodice to accentuate curves nature had failed to provide, in exchange for a soft, modest shift to sleep in. 

He layered a patterned dressing gown over his shift to stave off the everpresent wind of the Vale.

There was a knock at the door and Lucerys grimaced. He wasn’t ready, yet still approached his fate with a raised chin - as mother had taught him.

“Prince Lucerys-”

“Ser Corwyn,” He greeted, voice lilted in surprise.

“My deepest apologies, forgive the intrusion, I was not aware-” the knight stammered at Lucerys’ state of dress.

“There is nothing to forgive, the fault is mine own,” Lucerys murmured, cheeks warm, as demure as any proper worshiper of the Seven desired in an Omega.

The insinuation of his nakedness was enough, even layered in sleepwear as he was.

Lucerys crossed bashful arms over himself and Corwyn reddened further.

“I have heard the news of your departure,” Corwyn informed steadily and to the point, eyes focused on some fixed point just over Lucerys’ shoulder.

“From Lady Jeyne, I have no doubt” he had shared the news with none other,“– forgive me, it is uncouth to speak of my host in such a way.”

Corwyn shook his head.

“It was uncouth of my Lady to share business that was not hers.”

Lucerys swallowed, wringing his hands together, discreetly scratching small scent glands in his wrists until the air sweetened with his natural scent.

Vanilla and browned butter.

“I gather that she has informed you as to why I must be leaving…”

Corwyn nodded, nostrils flaring subtly. His jaw tightened.

“She has…”

He looked away, sheepishly with a dusky color upon his cheeks that revealed what his nonexistent scent did not. He chafed at the thought of Lucerys departing to Dragonstone - to Jacaerys.

“Ser, I pray you will not think less of me now…it is not a thought I think I can bear.”

Corwyn’s eyes were a bluish-grey, a beautiful, but understated color that Lucerys admired as the knight turned back towards him in shock.

“My Prince I would never.”

“I don’t believe our Lady shared this information with the thought that it might sour my opinion of you.”

“Oh,” Lucerys exhaled with the kind of smile that enamored countless at court, “good,” he hummed with a dithering kind of naivete a simpering storybook Omega possessed.

Corwyn appeared ensorcelled.

He prayed silently that Jacaerys might be so simple to gain mastery over.

“I believe my cousin has shared with me this news to embolden me…”

Embolden, Lucerys thought. Corwyn’s eyes focused on him then, breathing a touch shallow like he meant to sling Lucerys down onto the floor to ravage him…

Instead, the knight drew Lady Forlorn from the sheath upon his hip.

Lucerys’ heart stilled for a moment before Corwyn knelt before him, head lowered.

“With your permission, my prince, I would swear myself to you…as your protector.”

His brother’s words rang through his head once more as the knight’s hands clasped the weeping woman carved into the sword’s pommel and grip.

You have gone too long without an Alpha. Too long without proper protection.

Lucerys was not acquisitive enough to think he could have both his brother’s protection and Ser Corwyn’s.

A choice was required.

He imagined yet again the sound that Lady Forlorn might make when she clashed with Dark Sister, yet when he pictured Valyrian steel on steel he could only hear the bellow of a dragon…

“You honor me deeply, ser…but, I am afraid I cannot accept. To bind yourself to me on the eve of my marriage…it would not be wise.  I fear my betrothed will think ill of it. However, I hope that should I ever need such a gallant knight you might permit me to call upon you?”

Ser Corwyn rose with a conflicted look etched upon his face.

His bluish-grey eyes softened as Lucerys draped an effete hand over the knight’s forearm. Corwyn’s gaze lingered on Lucerys’ hand.

“Of course, my prince.”

Again, Lucerys offered that affable smile and his sweet scent and all was well.

“Rest well, my prince.”

Lucerys blinked slowly, a soft smile about his lips, “I shall certainly rest easier now ser, thank you.”

With Corwyn addressed he would face his greatest challenge yet on the morrow.

. . .

In the morn he was awoken by the sound of his door opening and a riotous blur bolting inside. He was spared only a moment before said blur was atop his bed – bouncing.

“You’re back!”

“Joff,” Lucerys hummed, half asleep, partially shielding his body from each spring of his younger brother’s body.

“You’re back!” He exclaimed again with a wide, gap-toothed smile, “What was the capital like? Did you get to see the king? Is it true that you killed someone?”

Lucerys’ eyes widened immediately, what vestiges of sleep remained fled from him. 

He wrangled his younger brother in his hands like catching lightning in a bottle.

Joffrey tugged at the silk sleeves of Lucerys’ shift, irritated at being held captive.

“Where have you heard such things?” Lucerys asked seriously.

“A girl from the kitchens,” Joffrey shrugged, “She said someone died-”

Gods damn Jacaerys Targaryen. Already whispers floated about the validity of his hearing of succession. Matters hadn’t been helped by the same rumor mills purporting that Ser Vaemond’s head had allegedly been fed to his elder brother’s dragon; he had yet to hear the word kinslayer but knew it hung on countless tongues.

“You should not repeat such talk, it is not princely.”

Joffrey tugged upon Lucerys’ sleeve, eager to be released.

“Swear it,” Lucerys commanded with a waggle of his finger.

“Fine, I swear it, let go-”

“You swear what?”

“I swear not to repeat unprincely things, Luke-” Joffrey whined.

Lucerys smiled fondly despite himself and released his grip upon his younger brother, content to let him whirl about.

And whirl he did. He had become so content in the Vale. A part of Lucerys mourned the thought of taking him from what had just started to feel like home. It wasn’t fair.

“Joffrey?” Lucerys called as Joffrey’s dark head bobbed around. His brother fiddled with something on the other side of Lucerys’ apartments; something breakable no doubt.

“Something did happen at court…something important.”

“Is this about you getting married? I already know,” Joffrey said, sounding rather bored as he watched the viscous swirl in a stoppered inkwell.

“Another rumor from your spy in the kitchens?” Lucerys asked, unmoved by his brother’s pout.

“No - and she’s not a spy!” He huffed defensively, “Melara told me that you’ll marry her father. I’m not upset, Luke, I promise. I like Ser Corwyn. If you marry him, do you think he’ll train me to be a knight and give me his sword when I’m older?”

Lucerys felt ill.

“Joffrey, come here,” He beckoned, voice trembling. His brother whined a petulant little noise, but remained at Lucerys’ desk, shaking the stoppered inkwell.

“Now.”

It was cruel, Lucerys knew, but he prayed none of his children were Alphas, that none would ever be so obstinate as his brother - brothers. He prayed for Betas and Omegas to quicken in his belly when the time came, for obedient children with sensible little heads on sensible little shoulders.

“She said House Corbray’s colors are like ours, red and black - and white too, but that we wouldn’t have to change very much.”

Change, Lucerys thought to himself, how much of that have we endured already?

Joffrey continued his blabbering, stubborn at that. Lucerys winced, his frustration mounting to a point of eruption.

“I won’t be marrying Ser Corwyn!”

Distantly, he heard glass shattering as the inkwell toppled to the ground. Lucerys bolted from the bed, taking Joffrey’s little hands in his own. He scrutinized his brother’s palms for any shards of glass amidst the overwhelming pools of ink on his pale skin…

“Why not?!”

“Oh, Joff, look at your hands! You mustn’t be so careless.”

His younger brother tore his hands out of Lucerys’ grasp, visibly crestfallen. The pristine white silk of his sleeve was slashed with ugly splatters of black ink.

“Why aren’t you marrying Ser Corwyn?”

Why? Why indeed…

Lucerys sighed. How could he tell a child of seven years about the politics of the matter? Or worse yet, that in the most aggravatingly primal sense, a piece of him yearned for Jacaerys…

“I’ve been presented with a stronger proposal.”

“But, you said we’d be safe here, that we wouldn’t have to leave!” 

His younger brother argued, what else could he have said to a grieving child who had just fled the only home he had ever known? Their exodus from Dragonstone had been a hasty affair, yet in the midst of their pain and fear, it seemed the only thing they could do.

“This proposal means more protection, real protection,” Lucerys swallowed, each breath scraping the inside of his throat like shards of glass as his brother’s face reddened, “Joff, we can go home.”

Tears welled in the muddy brown of Joffrey’s eyes.

He held his brother’s dirty little hands so tightly in his own, clinging desperately.

“But if I am to keep my word, we must leave soon.”

Lucerys brushed an affectionate finger beneath the cleft in his brother’s chin.

“You haven’t misplaced Tyraxes’ saddle have you?”

Joffrey blinked slowly with a dawning realization, sadness forgotten at the prospect of flying again.

“No…”

“Good,” Lucerys hummed before ruffling his brother’s dark curls, swallowing beyond the lump in his throat as he spoke, “you’re going to need it.”

. . .

The fortnight he had allotted had passed, and for two days and two nights longer, Jacaerys had waited.

He had spent 6 years in the North as a ward of Lord Cregan Stark, estranged from his family, and yet, he had never yearned more ardently for his own blood than he did in the two weeks since leaving King’s Landing.

Every morning he waited on Dragonstone's beaches for a young white dragon to pierce the clouds and the scent of vanilla and browned butter to shower him from the sky; for Lucerys to come home to him.

Each day that passed he weighed the worth of simply collecting his brother on dragonback. Of flying to the Eyrie, Dark Sister in hand…like Visenya on Vhagar, and dragging his little wife home.

But then he thought of Lucerys…of sweet, gentle Lucerys.

He refused to force the matter. Lucerys would come to him in time, he knew it…

And so he waited, morning after morning.

And each morning yet he had been disappointed, though he was not the only one.

Baela was still bitter about his decision to break their betrothal that had been arranged since they’d been born…

A marriage done in the tradition of Old Valyria was binding, unbreakable, a union that could never be undone or annulled. Immutable to the word of any king or council. It was everlasting.

He’d been rehearsing the words since he’d had ears to know them. Leagues away in the bitter cold, they had given him warmth. The knowledge he might one day speak them to the one that he loved, as his mother had, as his father had, as was his right.

He was owed this. Tradition dictated for the two oldest children to marry, as Aegon and Visenya had; there was duty and honor in it. By definition, Jacaerys and Lucerys were their mother’s eldest children - the two destined to wed.

He stared at the sky, awaiting his destiny.

. . .

It was the third morning and the sky was a cool blue, drowsy in color when a bright streak sailed through it…

Descending toward the island like a falling star.

Lucerys. 

Jacaerys had never seen anything so picturesque, so perfect-

Then came the rambunctious squawk of a dragon scarcely large enough to fly. Black and red and chasing after gulls, belching plumes of black flames.

Joffrey.

“Dohaerās, Tyraxes!” A reedy little voice called.

“Ninkiot, Arrax,” Lucerys commanded calmly and Jacaerys watched as that young dragon, glittering pearl white and gold, spread his wings to slow his descent to the island.

The sea breeze rolled over the shore, tasting of salt and morning air, of vanilla and browned butter…

Lucerys was a vision in supple charcoal gray, wool-lined riding leathers. His dark curls were wind-tossed and his cheeks a ravishing shade of red.

Those beautiful brown eyes widened at the sight of him.

His younger brother cleared his throat, calling up to Joffrey.

“Come down here,” He commanded, “now.”

Lucerys’ expression was unreadable as he marched across the sands toward Jacaerys, Joffrey in tow.

The dragonkeepers handled their mounts, even the unruly Tyraxes who had feathers hanging from his maw.

“Jacaerys,” Lucerys greeted coolly, with a defiant little raised chin. Jace wanted him then and there — marriage be damned, he wished to pup Luke in the sand. He pushed the thought away, quite capable of ignoring his hindbrain.

“Brother,” Jacaerys responded smoothly, smile softening, “welcome home.”

Lucerys gave a small nod, dainty gloved hands clasped together demurely.

“I apologize for making you wait,” Lucerys said primly, poised and practiced and perfect.

Jace chuckled, “Oh, I doubt that very much. Come along, we’ll get you both settled.”

They stepped through the Great Hall’s massive red doors, flanked by household guards at every step.

He felt Lucerys gasp as he pressed a palm to the small of his brother’s back, leading him into the hall. Luke walked along, spine stiff, his scent dripping from his pores.

It was surreal, sharing the space with Lucerys once more… It had been so long since they had been here together, lived here together.

“Prince Jacaerys,” Maester Gerardys greeted fondly, “and Prince Lucerys, how comforting it is to see you two together once more…”

For the first time since his brother had returned home, Jacaerys witnessed that icy demeanor thaw. His smile was soft and genuine and beautiful…

“It is…good to be home,” He answered, and to Jacaerys’ surprise, his words seemed sincere. Buried somewhere beneath the stoicism his younger brother wore like a coat of mail, he was happy.

“Your mother would be pleased.”

Lucerys’ throat bobbed and his eyes misted, for a moment he seemed to lean into Jacaerys’ touch upon his back. He steadied Lucerys instantly, naturally — it was what elder brothers were meant to do.

He caught a brief flash of gratitude in the corner of a brown eye when Lucerys glanced back at him.

“I’ll show you to your rooms,” Jacaerys said softly, to which Lucerys nodded, a pliant little thing.

“I know where my room is,” Joffrey called, running off blindly, to Lucerys’ horror and Jace’s amusement. Lucerys seemed mortified of Joffrey’s boyish behavior, like some minute thing would pull the rug out from beneath them, as though he may cast them out to the wilds once more…

He’d sooner fall upon his own sword than permit such a thing to happen.

“It’s alright,” Jace soothed, tasting the frantic spike in his younger brother’s scent, vanilla and burnt butter, “he’s home too.”

Lucerys nodded, swallowing thickly.

“When will the ceremony be?” Lucerys asked, his voice steady like he’d practiced the words.

“When would you like it to be?” Jace asked in return, something that seemed to bewilder his younger brother who stared up at him owlishly. Something he hadn’t prepared for.

“Soon,” he said, a tad uncertain as Jacaerys slowly circled him like prey.

“Soon?” Jacaerys echoed with a wily smirk. Lucerys’ brow dipped in what he knew was annoyance.

“Yes, soon, unless you intend on making me wait.”

There he was, Jacaerys grinned, all teeth - his Luke.

“Had I known you were so eager to be my wife, I never would have left King’s Landing without you…” His lips touched his younger brother’s ear.

Lucerys exhaled a shaky breath that he very badly wanted to be a scoff, struggling to right his mask of aloofness. The rich scent of vanilla and browned butter, nutty and earthen and sweet, betrayed him.

“Is tonight soon enough for you, brother?” Jacaerys asked, his subvocals flanging.

Lucerys turned, blinking up at him, pink-cheeked.

“Y-yes.”

“Good.”

“Good,” Lucerys said with his raised little chin, as though he had been so decisive, to begin with; Jacaerys could only focus on the cute cleft of his chin that he wished to trace with his tongue.

Without another word, his younger brother turned and exited the Great Hall, marching down a corridor after Joffrey.

. . .

Valyrian wedding ceremonies were not as time-consuming as weddings performed under the faith of the seven. The very same priest that had performed their mother’s wedding was summoned to conduct theirs.

The materials had been gathered and garments prepared.

A natural stone dias was dressed accordingly. A thick chalice of inscribed Valyrian steel sat upon the dias, filled halfway from a decanter of blood wine.

Jacaerys’ hands shook as he reached for the traditional robes worn during Valyrian wedding ceremonies. The fabric was a pale cream color, with thick blood-red collars and a gradient along the hem and sleeves.

They were meant to symbolize blood purity… the irony wasn’t lost on him.

“Father was the last to wear these…”

Jacaerys exhaled, fingers trailing over the dyed collar of the robe. He never had the right to refer to Daemon Targaryen as his father publically, yet as he stared at the garment, shapeless against his dressing table, it felt right. His father had worn these robes, and Jacaerys would wear them after him.

“He’d be proud of you…”

Baela intoned, her voice alarmingly gentle despite how angry she had been with him in the past weeks.

“Even if I’m marrying against his wishes?”

His sister smiled a radiant thing. Pretty enough to kiss, but he knew better than to try.

“Especially because you’re marrying against his wishes. You chose your own bride…he’d admire that.”

Baela stepped closer, inspecting the ceremonial garment. The fabric seemed endless when lifted into her tiny hands.

“You have every right to wear them, Jace. You’re a Targaryen.”

He nodded and began unlacing his tunic.

“Slower,” His sister bade, her deep violet eyes raking over every ounce of unveiled flesh with unbridled want. Spice flower and cinnamon hung heavy in the air. There was time when that scent beckoned him like a siren’s call, yet there had always been another scent, more potent —— dragonsong.

“I don’t want to forget a thing,” She added sadly, and Jacaerys felt a twinge of regret…she had always been good to him.

Jacaerys slowed, plucking away each individual lace with the utmost care. The garment swayed open and he heard the sharp intake of her breath.

He smiled softly. He couldn’t marry her, but he could give her this.

. . .

It all felt foreign to Lucerys like something out of a dream. His hair painfully twined into a snug series of plaits and braids atop of which the ceremonial headdress was placed.

The robes were long, the dyed hem puddled like blood around his feet.

Unbidden emotion snagged in his throat as he straightened the headdress. His entire life had led to this moment, from the day he was born and the maester had announced what resided between his legs. He was an Omega, he was born to be someone’s wife. Jacaerys’ wife. His face burned hot for reasons he dared not contemplate.

He was to be married and his mother wasn’t here to witness it…

He glared at his reflection in the looking glass.

He blinked away the tears quickly and straightened his back. Jacaerys wanted a wife and he’d get one…and Lucerys would get the legitimacy he’d been lacking. He would certainly be a wife, but Jacaerys had been born an Alpha —— he would become Lucerys’ weapon. It was all he could find comfort in; for this was not a union borne of love.

Lucerys’ bravado held up quite nicely as they traveled to the dais where the ceremony would be held. Jacaerys looked as he always did, aggravatingly handsome; rakish, even, in the long ceremonial robes with his silver hair bound in twists away from his face.

Countless candles burned around the dias, ensconcing them in a golden hue.

It was surreal, standing on warmed stone in the very same spot, in the very same gown his mother had once worn…

Joffrey stood beside Maester Gerardys, a sour look on his little face, in the same spot where Lucerys had stood as a child. Fragmented memories of his mother’s wedding washed over him like the dewy evening rain. 

A hand in his clutched so tightly. Father had died. Warm lips pressed to his crown, there was no giggling when he pressed his cold little feet to the backs of warm knees; just a need to be sated, and comfort that was given. There was no room for laughter on the grim day. Mother had never looked so beautiful. The hand in his was pulled away. It hurt, that missing piece, like a severed limb…

“Luke?”

Lucerys felt the memory fade away as he blinked his way back to the present. Jacaerys stared at him with unabashed concern.

“Hm?” he hummed, “I’m sorry.”

“Are you ready for the ceremony to begin?” The priest asked.

“Yes,” Jacaerys said without hesitation, and all eyes were on Lucerys.

“Yes,” Luke nodded, the tassels of the headdress bouncing.

“Very well.”

Ceremonial dragonglass daggers were given to each of them.

“I’ll go first,” Jacaerys told him and Lucerys nodded, and when he smiled at Luke, it was the smile of an elder brother. 

Rest easy, little brother, that roguish smile said, I’m here. His hands trembled as he brought the shard to his Jacaerys’ mouth. He didn’t flinch when Luke cut him. The dagger split the supple flesh of Jacaerys’ lower lip with ease. Blood oozed bright and warm. He gathered some upon his thumb, transfixed by it. The candles seemed to glow brighter, the air more fragrant. He painted the sigil upon Jacaerys’ skin.

His own dagger was lowered as Jacaerys approached. A large hand came to grip his chin, stroking the skin fondly. He tensed in anticipation of the sting of the dagger. He met his brother’s gaze, those hypnotic violet eyes, silver lashes brushed gold in the candlelight. He felt warm, very warm wrapped in Jace’s scent. His hindbrain was alight. Gently, the dagger sliced his lower lip, he hardly felt it.

He blinked and Jacaerys’ thumb was wet with his blood.

The liquid crimson felt hot against his skin as his brother painted the accompanying sigil.

Blood would flow, and their line would continue. 

He watched as Jacaerys’ dagger carved a wound across his palm. Lucerys did the same.

The priest carried forth the chalice and spoke the binding words. An embroidered chord of gold tied them together.

“Hen lantoti ānogar”

Blood of two

“Va sȳndroti vāedroma”

Joined as one

Jacaerys’ hand clasped with his, the open wounds upon their palms bleeding into one another. Unerringly intimate; eternally entwined. The golden chord soaked crimson. Red oozed into the chalice.

“Elēdroma iārza sīr”

And song of shadows

“Izulī ampā perzī”

Two hearts as embers

Lucerys stared into the chalice, at the placid surface of the blood wine, small dots of liquid crimson littered the rim, like crushed garnets. His reflection stared back.

The wine smelled of figs and iron and was thick upon his tongue. He’d never known something so foreign, yet so perfect. Heat raced in his veins when he swallowed it. Jacaerys’ eyes never left his, his hand clutched so tightly…they were a perfect fit.

“Prūmī lanti sēteksi”

Forged in Fourteen flames

Fourteen candles stood taller than the rest.

“Hen jenȳ māzīlarion”

A future promised in glass

Jacaerys tilted the chalice toward his lips. Lucerys squeezed at his brother’s hand, fresh blood sticking between their palms.

“Qēlossa ozūndesi”

The stars stand witness

“Sȳndroro ōñō jēdo”

The vow spoken through time

“Rȳ kīvia mazvestraksi.”

Of darkness and light.

“Your vows must be spoken.”

Lucerys nodded and swallowed the urge to mewl as Jacaerys’ hand squeezed his; both comforting and consuming.

“One flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever,” they spoke the words in unison. The lingering taste of wine on his tongue deepened. The richness of Jacaerys’ scent thickened in his lungs. He could taste only fire and blood…

The priest lowered his hands and inclined his hooded head towards them to indicate the ceremony was complete. Lucerys’ entire being pulsed hotter than the dragonmont. They were married. Bound in blood.

He stared at Jacaerys, still struggling to fathom when his brother’s lips were on his - kissing him, ravenously; like he had waited his entire life for such a moment. And it returned to him, the frayed pieces of a memory, like torn pages in a book, as Jacaerys’ hands gathered his face between them, tender and so familiar - they had done this before.

Oh.

He felt a fool.

He gasped when his brother pulled away, mouth red. Lucerys’ legs felt boneless. His hand clutching Jacaerys’ sleeve, anchored to his brother, his husband, his other half…

Jacaerys’ tongue chased the trickle of crimson from Lucerys’ mouth. He mewled then, openly, unabashedly, without meaning to.

His brother’s forehead touched his, tacky with blood. A deep flanging purr swelled there and Lucerys struggled to remain upright with his knees turned to liquid. A strong arm curled around his waist.

The sky shook with the triumphant cries of Vermax and Arrax. Blasts of dragonfire burst above them in a spectrum of color, yellow-orange, gold, copper, and bronze, swirls of white, pearl, emerald, and jade green. There were streaks of rainbow light where their flames collided as their dragons danced in the sky overhead.

With the wedding complete, only one thing remained…

Their wedding night.

. . .

The inside of the Lord’s chambers were carved in dark stone, the snarling heads of dragons frame towering columns around the bed, a blood-red canopy draped above it.

Dragonstone was not known for its forgiving weather, and despite the chill that was ever-present in the air, Lucerys felt like the flesh might slough off his bones from the heat that raged within him.

A fire burned in the hearth that resembled a dragon’s maw, with flames crackling between pointed stone teeth.

A touch dragged featherlight over his pulse and he gasped, body burning hotter than the fire.

He looked at his brother - his husband with new eyes.

“Forgive me,” He murmured in apology, “I feel…warm.”

Jacaerys offered a smile, a flash of pointed teeth that left Lucerys breathless.

“‘Tis your blood calling.” His husband explained.

Lucerys flushed deeply.

“Do not fret,” Jacaerys hummed, fingers finding Lucerys’ chin, stroking the skin fondly, “We will answer it.”

Lucerys nodded, struck into a demure state, his heart hammered hard in his chest.

There was nothing entirely complicated about seduction, Lucerys knew, most Alphas simply desired a chase. A submissive bit of prey that they could play with before devouring them whole. It became clear Jacaerys was no different in that regard.

It brought to mind a memory far more recent…

“Tilt your head, just gently over your shoulder. A tad more. Perfect. Lower your eyelids. Less, Lucerys.” Daemon clucked.

“I feel like an imbecile,” Lucerys complained, though his step-father chuckled.

“I assure you, you don’t look like one.”

He snorted, “Is this how mother got you to fall in love with her?”

Daemon hummed a laugh, flicking Lucerys’ ear as he passed by, “Don’t slouch, extend your neck. There. Delightful. Any Alpha with a knot between their legs will understand the invitation. And, no, your mother was the exception in that regard.”

Lucerys rolled his eyes. Unsurprised to find that his mother, as always, was so perfect.

“You have no shortage of suitors, even now, but it never hurts to know how to keep them.”

Lucerys flushed, “I have…suitors?”

Daemon nodded, “Many. Amongst our vassals Houses Bar Emon, Celtigar, and Massey have already put forth proposals for your hand. You even have the attention of an Alpha up North…”

“Truly?” Lucerys gasped, strangely flattered.

“He’s been the most persistent of all,” Daemon said with a wink.

“That’s enough practice for today, little one. With any luck, matters of marriage won’t be relevant for some time. At least not while your mother and I draw breath.”

The fresh loss of his parents' death yawned open once more, like a gash across his heart, at the memory, but he ignored the pain. His blood had already spilled today. Lucerys turned his back to Jacaerys as he began the tedious process of removing countless metal pins from his hair. Discreetly, he nipped at the scent gland in his wrist.

The aroma of vanilla and browned butter, rich and sweet dripped into the air. A Siren’s call.

Unlike Ser Corwyn who had merely blushed and floundered at the presence of his scent, his husband however,  evidenced a more promising reaction.

He heard the sharp intake of Jacaerys’ breathing. The subtle beginnings of a growl left Lucerys weak at the knees.

He shook his curls loose with a soft sigh, he arched his back with an indulgent stretch.

When he turned back towards his husband, he did so employing everything Daemon had taught him. His head tilted coyly, his eyes hooded just right, bare neck extended boldly…

“Husband,” he called with intention, his voice a touch higher than it typically was, “shall we- mmph!”

Being kissed was as disorienting as it had been the first time, scorching, the taste of blood on his tongue. His husband’s hand cupped his bottom. Lucerys considered it a rousing success.

He panted, mouth slick. Jacaerys’ tongue glided against the roof of his mouth and something glittery and warm surged down to his toes. His brother’s fingers curled beneath Lucerys’ chin. A softer, kinder kiss was pressed to his crown, and yearning opened up in him like an old wound.

“I’ve missed you…” Jace whispered against Lucerys’ dark fringe. Longing resounded in his voice, spanning deep like the roots of a tree.

Lucerys swallowed, a strange sense of guilt left him feeling hulled. A part of him wanted to feel what his brother did as well, yet there were still pages torn from their story in his mind; pages he feared he may never recover.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t-“ He stammered, frightened that his husband may be slighted by history Lucerys had forgotten…

“I know,” Jacaerys soothed, thumb pressed to the cleft in Lucerys’ chin. A dizzy back and forth was etched in his flesh by the callused pad of his husband’s finger.

When his brother kissed him a second time, it was a slower exchange. Jacaerys’ mouth and tongue coaxed his into action. It was evocative, sensual, reciprocal; dragonsong. It was the stoking of embers, the spreading of wildfire to every corner of his being.

“On the bed,” his brother growled, a crass hand swatted his bottom.

Lucerys nodded.

Their robes were placed aside and Lucerys settled upon the bed, skin bare and pulsing hot.

He laid carefully upon his stomach, firelight licking at his back. His face burned as he arched his back, his bottom sticking out in subtle invitation.

The bed dipped beneath the addition of another body and Lucerys drew in a steadying breath. His lungs were coated with the aroma of white oak and an open flame; heady and thick. His hindbrain secreted pacifying pheromones that left him strangely at peace.

He was going to be claimed, he realized, holding fistfuls of sheets. He would be mounted like a broodmare…

A warm hand grazed his spine.

A breath that smelled of figs and blood wine caressed his ear.

“What are you doing?”

Laid upon his stomach, Lucerys should have felt vulnerable; his neck was left exposed. He tilted his head against the bedding, curls loose as he caught the corner of his husband’s statuesque visage knelt upon the bed.

“I-” Lucerys swallowed, mouth uncomfortably dry. Even now, as bare as the day he was born, he was meant to exude aplomb. Jacaerys clearly desired a confident lover.

“I am not so naive, journals and written accountings detail that being upon one’s stomach is the most efficient way to ensure a successful mount…”

Jacaerys’ expression remained unreadable, but then he chuckled that pleasant sound that buzzed in Lucerys’ ears.

“...a successful mount.” Jacaerys echoed to himself with a shake of his damnable silver head. Lucerys flushed hot with embarrassment, feeling anything but confident.

A warm hand settled upon the small of his back. The simple touch inspired a strange building pressure. Jacaerys’ lips touched his ear and Lucerys exhaled a flustered sound into the bedding.

“You have spent too long with Andals that do not know how to fuck…”

His husband’s voice dripped thick and hot into his skull, like honey, or blood. His quim clenched. His husband seemed intent on showing Lucerys the error in his ways.

“Fucking is a pleasure. And Omegas were made to be pleased.”

There was lightning in Jacaerys’ voice, raw power, like the crackling of logs in the hearth.

“Here,” Jacaerys murmured, “turn over.”

He blinked up at him, at his pale hair, at his violet eyes that were nearly glazed black, at the sharp contrast of gold light and rich velvety shadows painted by the hearth across his husband’s body. His mouth had grown wet at his lean abdomen and sturdy shoulders, at his firm chest and strong arms…

A picturesque virile Alpha.

“There you are,” Jacaerys hummed, eyes so very fond.

His thighs are eased apart and Jacaerys settled between them. Each touch exchanged between them felt like it might set them alight. Mere kindling to a fire.

Every sensation titillated and overwhelmed.

A finger trailed featherlight from the hollow of his throat to the spot above his navel where that building pressure persisted. He was left gasping. Tears beaded in his eyes.

“Mm,” Lucerys sighed, unaccustomed to such intimacy, such nearness as his husband caressed the spot as the feeling worsened.

His fingers dipped lower toward the dark mound of his quim, wiry curls matted with slick.

Lucerys’ hips leapt from the bed with a cry at the barest touch. A clever, knowing thumb unveiled his bud, teasing it. Tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, wetting his temples, inevitably soaking into his loose curls.

His husband’s damp fingers teased along the seam of his quim; leisurely, as if skimming the lines of a book he had read before.

He felt as a digit slipped down to the knuckle into his velvety embrace.

“Jacaerys,” He croaked. The concave dip of his stomach quivered as his husband’s attention returned to the pink ache of his bud; his fingers made a lewd sound, so thoroughly wetted with slick.

Jacaerys’ silver head lowered with a knowing look and began to kiss him breathlessly; each press of Jace’s lips against his own selfishly stole what air remained in his lungs, and good sense from his mind.

He anchored a fist in his husband’s pale hair if only for an ounce of control, to claim something in return.

He sucked on Jacaerys’ tongue when it dipped into his mouth; he felt his husband’s body shake with a melodic swell of his subvocals.

“When I claim you, it shall be like this,” Jacaerys murmured through spit-slick lips into Lucerys’ panting mouth, their foreheads were pressed together, tacky with dried blood and sweat.

“Not for a ‘successful mount’, but so that I may look upon you, so that I may see the pleasure writ across this face,” His husband paused mouthing at Lucerys’ jaw, weight steadied on a forearm, Jace gazed down at him with such longing, “to have gone six years without it, ‘tis a crime against our nature. Yours and mine.”

Lucerys longed to pry the words apart, like field dressing a fresh kill, to permit nothing to escape his grasp nor understanding. Yet, his husband’s fingers grazed his cunt once more and all sense was lost, bleeding from the pulsing, open wound of his weeping gash.

A few fingers glided into his heat, effortlessly and Lucerys moaned. Ashamed of how easily his body had been reduced to something so carnal.

He was lost in the pleasure, the thick haze of pheromones in his head, and the scent of Jacaerys in his lungs.

When his hips leapt once more, it was to chase the rhythm of Jacaerys’s fingers spreading him open; shaping the walls of his quim like a smith molded metal — with patience and dedication.

His husband’s digits sought deep, fingers squelching amidst the sticky nectar and slick flesh. Without preamble, that knot of tension above Lucerys’ navel was pulled so readily to its limits, fingers pressing at the tender raised flesh until the tension broke.

Lucerys yowled, the sensation smarted, whip-fast as he came undone. His cocklet, stiff and yearning just above the seam of quim, spurted a few delicate ribbons of white against his stomach and chest. His quim gushed as a more potent release took hold, soaking around his husband’s fingers and onto the bed. A pleasure swallowed him so readily that he could not make sense of an end or beginning.

A garbled stream of hybridized Valyrian and common peppered his ears like a rain of arrows.

“There you are,” Jacaerys huffed, eyes ablaze with awe, “Issa lēkia.”

“ābrazȳrys…” he snarled, “mate…”

His body, so laden with pheromones only longed for one thing. To be claimed.

What power you wield, dear brother.

Jacaerys had tasted his blood once already. Surely he wanted more, needed more, needed to sink his teeth into Lucerys’ neck, where his bonding gland lay pristine and untouched.

“I, I need-”

“I shall give you what you need, wife.”

Pangs of longing littered his flesh, like ground glass in raw meat. He watched, mouth wet as Jacaerys’ cock swayed heavy and thick between well-muscled thighs.

It seemed impossibly large then; too large.

“Mm, b-brother… it won’t-”

“It will fit,” Jacaerys assured with a smile that Luke wanted terribly to believe, a brief kiss was pressed to Lucerys’ lips, “you were made for this,” another kiss, “you were made for me.”

Lucerys nodded, permitting his body to fall slack, tensionless, sedate with pheromones and supplicant for his Alpha.

The fattened head of his husband’s cock rubbed slowly along his quim, gathering nectar along the girth.

His stomach quivered as the glistening crown of Jacaerys’ manhood pressed obscenely large to Luke’s quim, puffy and pink.

“Shh,” Jacaerys soothed. His thumb toyed with Lucerys’ bud, rubbing tender little circles as the head applied a hint more pressure.

His legs spasmed as pleasure frothed in his belly.

He whined, the lips of his quim stretching to welcome the thick, drooling head.

His hips inched higher as Jacaerys’ eased lower. He envisioned the steel-tipped head of an arrow piercing the soft cushion of a straw-stuffed target.

The lips of his quim opened like a flower in bloom.

Jacaerys held himself painfully still as Lucerys mewled beneath him at the thin barrier of his maidenhead halting his brother’s path.

His brother kissed the salty spill of his tears; seeming to savor them as readily as he had Luke’s blood.

He awaited the agony that every maester and septa warned young Omegas of, for a geyser of blood to burst from between his thighs as his Alpha sank down to the bulb of his knot.

Yet, as Jacaerys finally slipped completely inside, it wasn’t at all as violent as Lucerys had imagined. It stretched the walls of his quim to what felt like its limits, certainly, but, the sensation did not inspire any pain. Rather, it felt like a wound being sewn shut, flesh knitted together, a sword in a sheath, a sense of completeness so profound that he wished to weep.

Oh.

“There you are,” Jace panted, a wry turn to his lips before his hips eased back.

A hand cradled his jaw as they laid, forehead to forehead, nose to nose. Blood upon their skin, sharing the same dewy breath.

One flesh, one heart, one soul…

The motion of Jacaerys’ hips was fluid, they beat against him as wrathful as the gale upon the sea. Every wave threatened to drag him under. Devastatingly beautiful.

Lucerys gasped, mouth agape as his brother’s eyes stared into his. Jacaerys’ hips pumped, large cock pushing and pulling his insides; molding him anew.

There was a harmony to it, the creaking of the bed, the crackling of the logs, the wet rhythm of Jacaerys’ hips colliding with his. The blood-red canopy above the bed quivered like a razed kingdom behind his husband’s silver head.

He dug frantic nails into the muscle of his brother’s back. He felt power. True power rippling beneath his fingertips.

The broad tip of his brother’s manhood found the raised flesh tucked away within his walls upon every thrust; pleasure spiraled and screamed within him.

Jacaerys’ grip tightened around his jaw. He began to lose track of what limbs were his and which were not.

Barely-there breasts bounced with every thrust, grazing his brother’s muscled chest. His nipples pebbled stiff as they scraped against Jacaerys, the sensation worsening the tension that tangled in his belly.

His quim fluttered, each pulse yearned to draw his husband deeper.

Lucerys dug a heel into the flexing muscle of his husband’s buttocks, urging him faster.

He mewled. Beyond words. Thrashing to bare his neck; recalcitrant and desperate. That only made Jacaerys fuck him harder.

Bloated stones, swollen with seed, slapped against Lucerys’ milk-white bottom.

Jacaerys’ free hand dug into the pliant flesh of Lucerys’ soft little bottom, urging his narrow hips to meet every harrowing plunge of Jace’s cock.

The wet lips of his quim, stretched thin, kissed the bulbous swell of Jacaerys’ knot upon every perfect union of their hips.

He urged his hips down, guided by his brother’s hand, yearning in a primal mania to have that knot inside of him.

The head of his brother’s cock kissed his womb, caressing that soft pink channel on every deep thrust.

His insides felt molten, like the flesh may slough off his bones at any moment. Like every cant of his brother-husband’s hips urged a tongue of dragonfire to lap at that sacred place. The place he yearned to have filled.

Jacaerys offered the dripping length of his tongue and Lucerys suckled upon it readily, filled by him so completely.

He anchored himself to his husband, nails caught upon the rippling muscle of his back.

He has no words left to give, save for a garbled string of “please”. 

“Are you close, my love?”

Jacaerys asked, voice little more than a growl, his forehead pressed to Luke’s.

Lucerys thrashed at the delicious torment of his building release, tears streamed down his cheeks. He was close, horrendously so. 

His husband’s lips found his, drinking deeply of his anguish.

The cadence of his husband’s thrust had grown all the more ardent in response. The very bed seemed to quake. Yet all he could see was Jacaerys, the silver of his hair, the violet of his eyes, Lucerys’ own blood painted upon his skin…

“Please!” Lucerys cried out, drunk upon the scent of white oak and an open flame, burning with a longing writ in their shared blood upon his very bones. Stripped of all constraints and vanity, he was simply an Omega in dire need of his Alpha.

When he arched his neck, his husband hadn’t the will to refuse a second time. He mouthed at the spot that so dearly needed attention, he adored it with his lips and tongue.

Each thrust fucked him so deeply into the rich, sweat-soaked featherbed. He arched, yowling at the unbearable sensation of his husband’s broad head at his womb.

“Once more, wife,” Jacaerys panted, breath hot as dragonfire ghosted along his lips, “come for me, brother. Shower me in your love.”

His bud was found and assaulted with the unrelenting press of sword-callused fingers; Urging him and higher.

And in a moment, he was undone, his release snapped like their chord of blood-red and gold and his world shook like all of Dragonstone would fall apart around them. His release gushed from his stretched-wide quim, drenching his husband and the bedding further. Jacaerys growled a deeply pleased guttural sound, his hips continued to pump into the squelching mess of Lucerys’ dripping sex, the firm grip of his hand cradled Lucerys’ jaw, forbidding him from looking elsewhere, at anything but Jacaerys.

He could only watch as a trembling look of awe passed over his husband’s face.

Jace’s hips surged forward and Luke bowed off of the bed at the undeniable ache of his husband’s knot popping inside. The thick head pressed against the slender pink opening of Lucerys’ womb. His thighs shook. Teeth were at his neck, kissing then breaking the skin. The bite was clean and perfect and unifying. Lucerys cried out towards the blood-red canopy above them. In that moment he saw a burst of color behind his eyes: the endless rainbow of their combined dragonfire. A third sharp release was upon him; brief and blinding. His cocklet spurted weakly, his quim clenched, milking the fattened bulb of his Alpha’s knot. A desperate whine fell from his lips as he felt it begin to swell. They were tied now, irrefutably: in body and blood.

His unspooling mind retreated to their vows once more as his brother’s seed distended the concave of his belly —— one flesh, one heart, one soul.

A rumbling purr started in his chest and his fingers wound through Jacaerys’ silver hair of their own volition. It was an intrinsic need as primal as the ache to purr, was the need to touch his brother. His husband. His mate.

He became prey pinned beneath his Alpha. His toes curled in atavistic delight.

He felt unbearably whole like he had found his missing piece.

When his brother’s lips inevitably withdrew from the fresh site of Lucerys’ bondmark, he was overcome with the bone-deep urge to weep. Yet, Jacaerys soothed him with a low, nearly musical flange of his subvocals that said, ‘Rest easy, little brother. I am here.’ Lucerys felt the spike of pacifying pheromones filling his frantic hindbrain, putting him promptly at ease. He felt the press of an aquiline nose to his temple, gentle and familiar. He fought his body's need to fall slack and submissive, instead twisting stubbornly upon the bed if only to feel the tug of his Alpha’s knot keeping them tied. A satisfied prickle of overstimulated tears stung his eyes. A dutiful tongue lapped at the slow ooze of blood from the site upon his neck.

A tug persisted at the base of his skull. A nascent thing through which all flowed. Their bond.

There was no word so apt for his current state other than claimed. Even still, adrift within the overwhelming emotion of it all, Lucerys sought some semblance of assurance; some logic to the disorder Jacaerys had made of him.

His mind scrabbled for clarity, despite how his eyelids drooped and his limbs curled into the preternatural heat of his Alpha’s body, wrapped in the woodsy aroma of white oak and the bittersweet bite of an open flame.

He fell deeper still into a place so utterly content as an aquiline nose and warm lips nuzzled fondly at his hairline. It was not long until whisps of vanilla and browned butter roamed in fragrant curls from his sweat-slicked skin.

“I’ll be going soon,” Lucerys said amidst a yawn as firm fingers pressed warm divots into the underside of his thigh.

“Going where, precisely?” Jacaerys asked, indolent, but displeased. The emotion trickled over, like rainwater through a leaking roof. Lucerys frowned at the feeling.

He thought of propriety, of what he’d been taught of formal marriages such as theirs.

“To my own chambers, husband,” Lucerys informed, though he hadn’t the strength to lift his head while he spoke.

“I could use the rest,” he added sweetly, knowing an Alpha’s ego was utterly in want of stroking.

Jacaerys exhaled through his nose before Lucerys felt its straight bridge touch the upturned curl of his own.

“Mm,” his Alpha hummed, “then rest.”

Longing poured over as a hand settled at the dip in Lucerys’ waist where they lay.

“You are my wife now, Lucerys. My chambers are yours.”

Curious, he thought to himself.

It brought to mind a memory formerly lost to him…

“Let me in!” Lucerys demanded in a nasally whisper, lips pressed to the crack in the door.

“Jace-”

The door budged far enough for him to catch the gleam of his elder brother’s silver-gold hair and he felt a swell of victory.

“I can’t let you in, Luke. Mother will have my head-”

“She will not! Oh, Jace, she won’t catch us. She never does.”

Jacaerys’ face twisted in a conflicted expression, but in his heart, Lucerys knew he had won. The door swung open and Lucerys rushed inside. His hand clasping with his brother’s pulling him towards the bed.

“You mustn’t make a sound, hm?” Jacaerys warned, a finger held to Luke’s lips.

Lucerys nodded giddily.

“I won’t. I promise.”

As the memory faded, Lucerys found himself unbearably drowsy, his head pressed to a strong chest, his cold little feet tucked to the backs of warm knees, as familiar as the lines traversing his palms.

I had mastered you once brother, he thought to himself as he squirmed closer into the cage of his husband’s arms, I can do it again.

[eleadore]

rec list: hannibal/will 5-10k

none of my recs contain mcd or unhappy endings. everything else is fair game & may not be tagged for.

hannibal/will <5k

in vino veritas by lovetincture (nc-17, 5.2k) dub-con, post-fall

Will has a drinking problem. Hannibal makes it better, but first he makes it much worse.

simple by tei (nc-27, 5.3k) ♥️ will wants to fuck the ripper, s1

When Will meets Hannibal Lecter, he realizes that Hannibal might be the best thing to ever happen to his career: because Will is finally, finally having sexual fantasies about something other than the killers he catches.

at first meeting by emungere (t, 5.3k) groundhog day, s1

Will relives the day he met Hannibal.

price by emungere (nc-17, 5.4k) ♥️ escort AU

Prompt: Enter Will Graham, escort in D.C. providing the powerful men of Capitol Hill what they need because he knows them better than they could know themselves.

holomorphic by tei (nc-17, 5.6k) ♥️ bdsm, asexuality, post-fall

Hannibal takes what he wants from Will, and Will takes what he wants from Hannibal.

to welcome in the year by coloredink (t, 5.6k) magical realism, s1-s2 AU

Dr. Hannibal Lecter can control time in small, localized ways, but he no longer uses it in surgery; Will Graham can repair small objects, but he works for the FBI. It has been winter for as long as anyone can remember. That's how the story begins.

daylight savings by thebeespatella (nc-17, 6.1k) asphyxiation, s01e08

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fight the hurricane by spqr (nc-17, 6.6k) pacific rim AU

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a particular affinity by louise_lux (m, 6.7k) getting together, s1

Will discovers that Hannibal has an olfactory disorder. Hyperosmia: noun - an abnormally acute sense of smell.

haarlem by spqr (m, 6.8k) telepath AU

“Hannibal,” he thinks he says. He gets told later that he doesn’t really say it at all, but that the entire police station—most of which is waiting outside in the rainy parking lot—hears his voice clattering around inside their skulls like someone standing on a roof banging pots and pans and screaming at the top of his lungs: HANNIBAL, HANNIBAL, HANNIBAL.

more a question of feeling by stereobone (nc-17, 7k) s2 compliant

Will lets it slip that he saw Hannibal when he had sex with Margot. Well, Hannibal isn't about to let that one go so easily.

pressure valve by spqr (nc-17, 7.4k) ♥️ D/s, s1

“I believe I understand,” Hannibal says. “You were at the club tonight because you could not sleep. Because you could not stop your brilliant mind from tearing itself to shreds. You needed someone else to stop it for you. Am I wrong?” Will shakes his head, then manages – croaky – “No. You’re not wrong.” “And you imagined someone in that – establishment – might be capable of taking care of you,” Hannibal continues, and Will doesn’t think he imagines the disdain in his voice, the banked fury in his expression. He knows he doesn’t, actually; he just doesn’t understand what it means.

the curious incident of the cucumber in the nighttime by tei (nc-17, 7.4k) getting together, pre-s1 to s1

PT: WILLIAM GRAHAM, 26 YEAR OLD MALE DX: FOREIGN BODY, RECTUM

softly, sweetly by thecountessolivia (nc-17, 7.5k) getting together, first time, erectile dysfunction, post-fall

After the fall, Will can't get it up. As far as Hannibal is concerned, this is not a problem.

oh, to be the life and soul will be the death of me by serindrana (nc-17, 7.8k) will finds out, knifeplay, s1

The third time Hannibal Lecter invites Will to a dinner party, he says yes.

every color at hand by ranstad (nc-17, 7.8k) first time, s1

Will has long been familiar with Hannibal's expertise in the kitchen, but he isn't aware Hannibal applies himself with similar fastidiousness to the finer arts—until the day Hannibal asks him to sit for a portrait.

a good fisherman by tei (nc-17, 8.3k) ♥️ getting together, pre-s1

Hannibal Lecter is in a new country, learning a new specialty. Now he just needs to become fluent enough in English to practice psychiatry-- and to manipulate. Will Graham is finally getting his life together: he's off the beat and into the lab, and settling into the house of his dreams in the middle of the woods. Far away from everyone and everything. It's just, he is a little lonely.

sangservi by tei (nc-17, 9.2k) ♥️ vampire AU

Will's got plenty of perfectly good blood in the fridge, but he orders takeout anyway.

gates of ivory, gates of horn by borevidal (nc-17, 9.7k) getting together, angst, s3 AU

“I miss my dogs. I’m not going to miss you. I’m not going to find you. I’m not going to look for you. I don’t want to know where you are or what you do. I don’t want to think about you anymore.” But dreams are another matter. Will and Hannibal’s relationship plays out in a world where people can send each other dreams. Mid-Season 3 AU.

the here trilogy by petronia (nc-17, 9.8k) ♥️ getting together, post-fall

Hannibal and Will sail across the Atlantic, and slip into further physical intimacies.

sleeping on a leash by mikapim (nc-17, 9.8k) ♥️ rough sex, au

"Wealthy Sadist Kidnaps Fifty People to Hunt for Sport in Oregon Woods" "Humans Hunted in Oregon- One Survivor" "The REAL LIFE Most Dangerous Game" "Man Survives Brutal Mass Murder" For Will, the headlines blur together into an offensive amalgamation of guilt and irritation and despair- his concerns with them being both that they say too much, and they don't say enough.

[save-the-data]

My Stand-In | s01e08

Thai Drama - 2024, 12 episodes

Episodes | Gaga | Viki | YouTube |iQIYI | WeTV | Catalogue

Native Title:#ตัวนาย ตัวแทน

A: “Professional Body Double” (职业替身) by Shui Qiang Cheng (水千丞)

Genres:#LGBTQ+#Romance#Drama

Tags:#Actor Male Lead#Transmigration#Adapted from a Novel

Cast:#Up Poompat#Poom Phuripan#Porsche Tanathorn#Mek Jirakit#Inntouch Naphat

Couple: #Up x Poom

[dr-futbol-blog]

Home, Pt. 1

Home (S01E09) gives us insight into the characters by delving into their subconscious. The misty alien entity enters the minds of the characters and constructs illusions from their thoughts. The illusions lack a sophisticated understanding of our world. Unlike the others, Sheppard is noted to be capable of manipulating his fabricated reality, which also gives us another level of insight into him while at the same time allowing him to hide parts of himself from both the audience and the other characters.

It has been suggested that Sheppard was able to do this because he lacked any real ties to earth and had no desire to return there, unlike the others. In Letters from Pegasus (S01E16) he claims not to have family back on earth, which we later learn is not exactly true, and in this episode he notes that he had spent 11 months in Antarctica prior to their departure. But -- and I'll return to this topic in the future -- his strong ATA gene also seems to make him mentally different in various ways. For one, he is able to sense or get a feel of the ancients just by being near them. But I also think that it was not just window-dressing that there was an active stargate in his subconscious mind in Doppelganger (S04E04). He is wired differently.

The episode starts in the real world, on the planet of the mist.

The team is really starting to gel together, all of them getting to become familiar with each other. While we meet them in medias res, again we get an indication of Sheppard and McKay spending time together apart from the others (and more than we see on screen) in his line "You talked me into coming here because you thought those energy readings indicated the presence of a civilization." This is the first, but it will not be the last time that Sheppard agrees to go on a mission and to drag out said mission way beyond its expiration date just to please Rodney.

Again, they walk hella close even though this time they're not even alone together:

On the planet, we see John check out hot and sweaty McKay.

Where in the previous episode Underground (S01E08) he was quite unabashed about his gazing at the other man, we also saw a change in him toward the end of the episode. His interest had suddenly become more serious. You can see it here.

He looks, and then forces himself to avert his eyes. He looks deflated, almost sad here. And he very much keeps not looking at McKay after this which is even more noticeable on this planet that has nothing on it to look at. He literally forces himself to look at nothing to keep from looking at McKay (and we are emphasized this not-looking by how both the DHD and Ford are placed between them).

The context here is that Sheppard is having to be the boss of him, the leader. The way he very softly says "Alright, then let's call it a mission" shows that he's not entirely comfortable with it, he's not quite sure how he's supposed to be navigating the situation. Like it's a suggestion, not a command. He also starts explaining himself to McKay, giving him reasons why they really should be getting back.

So, Sheppard attempts to keep a distance. But he can't manage it. After they dial the gate and McKay suddenly gets excited about the energy readings, Sheppard not only approaches him when he could well have made his inquiries from where he was standing by the gate, he walks right up to McKay, right up in his face. This was 100% unnecessary. For some reason, he just wanted to get close to the man. He's not even trying to look at McKay's device or using any other pretense for why he approached. He also utterly forgets his earlier apprehension and is suddenly real animated.

My guy.

This is also the first time of something that we see a lot in the first season but not so much later: Sheppard short-circuiting McKay's brain by saying something unexpected. The dialogue isn't usually correctly rendered in transcripts:

Sheppard: How much is a lot? McKay: What, in terms of joules or ergs? Sheppard: In terms of... lots. McKay: Well, lots and lots. What the-- Enough to open a wormhole back to earth!

They omit the middle part that expresses his utter bewilderment. This is a theme that repeats. Sheppard is forcing McKay to think of things he had never thought of in a way he had never thought of them which is definitely one of the reasons he comes to like the Major so much. McKay is so smart that he is rarely challenged, and Sheppard does it so effortlessly, in effect hacking his brain.

Also, they sure do be looking each other in the eye for a long time here.

Again, upon returning to Atlantis and in a meeting with Elizabeth, when Sheppard quips "You said it wasn't fog" his tone of voice is not in the least argumentative but is actually pretty flirty, like catching McKay contradicting himself is the most adorable thing he's ever witnessed. Accompanied by this, what can only be described as a seductive look.

Sheppard also only really relaxes, leaning back in his chair, once he learns that McKay doesn't actually want to leave Pegasus unless he knew that he could come back. So satisfied, he's suddenly fully on board with Rodney's plan. See his subtle look at Rodney as he leans back, smooth operator that he is.

A bit later we learn that he also does not want to go to Earth. In fact, he pretty much refuses. He can't even meet Weir's eyes when she mentions "home," it seems very much like he no longer considers Earth home.

Also, uh.

Was it absolutely necessary for you to be sitting next to the DHD with McKay grunting and breathing heavily under the table while he was removing the crystal, Major? Good god, the parted lips, the shifting in the chair, catching his breath before he can start talking, putting both of his hands quickly on the table and then deciding he doesn't actually know what to do with his hands right then, interlacing his fingers and pulling them back on his lap. Or... over his lap. As it were.

Please give me an innocent explanation for all of this because I just. Can't. There's even innuendo in dialogue with plugging things into empty slots with McKay making eye contact with Sheppard when he says this like we needed contextual help with eroticizing this scene.

After this, Sheppard actually zones out for a bit. Like he's in a completely different world while the others are having what is a pretty important conversation around him. Military leader in charge of the security of the mission. Where are you?

Not looking at McKay, that's for certain. Not looking at anything at all. But oh, his mind's eye is clearly seeing something, this is made clear with the raise of the eyebrow. Also, we know that he's thinking about McKay here because this is supposed to be when he's doing mental math to calculate how long it would take for them to come get McKay by jumper.

Also important: Sheppard is not the only one with flirty rejoinders and sultry looks here.

Like what is this if it isn't flirting? What?

And then there's the disappointed look on McKay's face when he ever so subtly implies that he might require some assistance on the planet and Sheppard swiftly pawns the task off to Ford. Where he is sitting right now, Sheppard does not think he should be alone with McKay on the dark, hot, sweaty, foggy planet. Like, he's not getting up from that chair for a while if you know what I mean.

But on more serious note, the episode actually comes a full circle and returns to this topic toward the end:

Sheppard makes the calculation because he actually has no intention of leaving Rodney stranded on an alien planet. He would have gone to get him even if it had taken 800 years.

Continued in Pt. 2

[whumpypepsigal]

Lockwood & Co. s01e08: “Luce, I can't stand it anymore. Say something. Anything. Please. We won. We beat Winkman. We got the mirror. It's safe with Barnes. George will be back any moment. You can relax. It's over.”

[neverscreens]

— BILLY BURK IN ZOO, SEASON ONE.

S01E01 First Blood, 30 Screencaps.

S01E02 Fight of Flight, 23 Screencaps.

S01E03 The Silence of the Cicadas, 54 Screencaps.

S01E04 Pack Mentality, 58 Screencaps.

S01E05 Blame It on Leo, 73 Screencaps.

S01E06 This is What it Sounds Like, 66 Screencaps.

S01E07 Sleuths, 69 Screencaps.

S01E08 The Cheese Stands Alone, 43 Screencaps.

S01E09 Murmuration, 55 Screencaps.

S01E10 Emotional Contagion, 44 Screencaps.

S01E11/E12 Eats, Shoots and Leaves, 90 Screencaps.

S01E13 That Great Big Hill of Hope, 40 Screencaps.

Like or reblog if it was useful, every interaction shows us that we should keep making screencaps for y'all ♡

[kewltie]

S01E08 - [untitled 1]

He knows Kacchan, but he doesn't know this older and more subdued version of Katsuki, who can barely stand to look at him. The heat from the bath makes his head swim as he sinks deeper into the water and his eyes fall shut. Maybe the next time he opens them, it'll be all a dream.

izuku being like this oh this katsuki thinks im a burden and annoying while in reality katsuki took izuku into his home, cooked his fav food, and had a quiet panic when izuku wore his clothes like he's v much affected by izuku's presence

[notasapleasure]

Invasion S01E08-09 (2021)

I've been putting this off because ok, 2 episodes but: unnamed character (US General), military, US, I'm repeating myself, also I kind of feel I've already had my lifetime's fill of alien invasion/humanity descending into chaos narratives...

Welp, anyway, I bring you screenshots fwiw...(actually quite a lot in the end, there's a good number of close-ups as he ponders big decisions even if he never gets a name)

Screen brightness UP, creatures! ⬆️⬆️⬆️

Episode 8

(everything about this is a personal affront)

Dark dark dark. Sloppy salute. Clean shaven. Not the sexy kind of uniform.

He's in Japan with the part of the plot concerning a space station (lost?) and a woman (Mitsuki the comms specialist) who's been arrested after trying to make contact (incidentally, the name of Episode 8 is Contact).

Hooooollllllllyyyyy shit this is slow. Is this what they mean by slow TV? At least I get to look at Shamier Anderson in the meantime :') (how I miss Dolls-era Wynonna Earp...) though he is Also US Military.

Unnamed General is doing pretty well at staying level headed through an intergalactic catastrophe! They're possibly the only thing standing between humanity and destruction. Big job for a man with no name!

He's having to do everything through an interpreter and Mitskui says drily (in Japanese): "Hopefully, we understand them [the aliens] better than we understand each other."

Chastened:

Ughhhhughhhh it's so DARK

The aliens can hear us now!

But we're not saying anything...

(oh hey random Kate Bush-stanning child!)

Oh apparently we are sending a bunch of stuff but no one's talking. The linguists are getting antsy!

Super secret conversation with his boss that he promises not to tell anyone about. We don't get to hear it either

Awww, I agree with Mitsuki who misses her girlfriend - I wouldn't want to wipe out a species that sent me hundreds of videos of Rinko Kikuchi either 💗

Episode 9

(opening flashback) Oh my god I wish Rinko Kikuchi would seduce me beneath my bedroom poster of The Man Who Fell to Earth sjdjdjdjffffjhhhh sexy astronaut lady compare me to space? Full of stars? Yes please.

Blah blah blah the Americans want to NUKE the aliens because of course they do.

Mitsuki has 78 minutes to make peace with the aliens who seem to be speaking through her astronaut girlfriend

The linguist confirms it's not Hinata (Rinko Kikuchi) speaking so uhhh how is the sound coming out of her? Apparently she isn't breathing.

Same, Mister USAmerican General, same.

Mitsuki isn't having any of their shit and managed to get communications turned back on with the aliens/Hinata

Mitsuki: "Hinata, what did you say when you first came home with me?"

*aliens play Space Oddity over the comms*

;;_;;

She goes to try to stop the nuke strike

Mitsuki: “It’s her!”

Blah blah blah take one life to save the many. Of course he/his president don't care. He's very gentle, but you know. Boo, hiss.

Aaaaand having fired his nukes, he's out of this saga!

---

Rating

Dead? Well who knows what the aliens will do after that but as he’s not in any other episode we don’t find out specifically what the repercussions are for him

Evil? I mean. Nukes. American military.

Affects the plot? In the way a vessel for affecting the plot does - he’s there to say no to the cautious people and to make sure the button gets pressed

Ok, I had a few feels about the lesbians, and you can’t really make poor use of Bowie, but eeehhh. This was slow as fuck, and clearly leaning heavily on Arrival but sort of trying to make more of a horror out of it? Maybe? Joplin had a meatier role (more lines at least) than the lack of character name implied, but he wasn’t really playing a character as such. 2/5 because the show itself could have been a lot worse.

[actiaslunaris]

Regina ‘live-watches’ Last Man: Zenmou no Sousakan S01E08.

This time, Minami, attending to personal business along with Agatsuma, attempts to foil a bus hijacking. Godo discovers what has brought Minami to Japan and is not happy about it.

Content warnings for the episode: blood, violence, child death (I do not comment on this).

Ah, Godo isn't jumping to conclusions, but he's aware that he’s not going to like the answers he gets.

OUCH, Godo reacting to Minami not denying that he had an ulterior motive is both heart-breaking and played so beautifully. That little very quiet sob, that indicates he’s trying to hide emotion from Minami, but still revealing so much. He's so invested already while Minami -- apparently -- isn't. (I call bull. Minami is totally invested, but he's shutting off that emotional consideration in favor of a rational one, focused on a goal. Also, he’s unaware of how Godo feels right up until the point Godo breaks composure.)

The one-two punch of betrayal is done quite well. Godo is hurt by Minami, but he does give him the benefit of the doubt before he gets noticeably angry, but when it comes to his family, the anger is well-justified. His sister-in-law knew nothing; you can see it on her face.

Everyone except for Agatsuma is quite angry with Minami, now that Izumi has told them all he knows.

I like the maturity of everyone in response to this revelation. It’s dramatic, but no one is casting blame or guilt-tripping; they’re accepting what has happened and dealing with it from a personal perspective that is actively communicating where boundaries have been crossed.

Enough personal drama, straight into the case of the week. I find this switching gears a bit grinding.

I had to get up and walk around when Minami actually got shot. Picked up my kitty and gave her a hug, lol. And then I replayed it on half-speed. So much good hurt-comfort in this episode.

How much do I love that he just shoved Agatsuma down and was already thinking about her safety first, in getting her to stand behind him? He cares about her so much.

There's some inconsistency on how much blood is on Minami's hand but I'm going to write that off because he did say it hadn't stopped bleeding.

Me, shipping Agatsuma and Izumi, thinking, oh, that's a lovely moment for them there, as she sees him out the window.

The message on the handkerchief made me laugh, not because it's funny, but because I'm fairly certain Masha wrote it himself and his penmanship is so grandiose. I believe it reads: "Search the magazine capacity of the handmade gun. Please Cindy." And it does look like it was written by a non-sighted person, because of the placement of the letters, although there is more evenness in the lines than I would expect.

Points to Izumi for knowing English, good for you, Izumi.

For once, someone acting like being shot is painful. No pushing through pain to unbelievable extents.

Some other parts of this story stretching my unbelief, but when you only have forty-five minutes to tell a story... *handwaves*.

Both of them have been shot on the left side. Nice mirroring.

Godo's rant is perfect. I have no sympathy for the criminal this time. The inciting incident is tragic, but his self-absorption makes it so that I can’t. We’re not supposed to, either.

Awwww. The members of the team that Minami has most impressed are the ones most worried about him, while he's most concerned about the safety of Godo. Agatsuma’s dismay when she realizes she’d almost forgotten about Godo, too, is done well.

Hello, Debbie.

This conversation between Deborah and Godo is very interesting for revealing what preconceptions Minami brought into his relationship with Godo. I keep turning that in my head too: these two children tied together by fate. What if they had met before this? But they didn't. And yet, they have a pre-existing connection regardless of the forty-one years they were not in each other's sphere.

Flashback to Minami playing piano with his mother, his mother from whom he inherited his dimples. I wonder if he's aware of that, that he carries her smile with him. (Splendid choice of casting for that one little detail.)

What an appeal. Godo would have to be heartless to resist.

I don't even need slash goggles for this show. It's all so on the surface.

This little moment of surprise as Godo comes closer is so telling. Minami was expecting something else besides what Godo does.

Two goals of the writers, in this episode, obviously: first) further the relationship between Godo and Minami, via very short-lived conflict that immediately gets tested so that it can leave room to figure out what actually matters and second) tell a ripping good tense story that puts them both into danger. Inextricable from each other, even if a bit rushed, in my opinion. However, still handled well and gives an excellent point about social media that can stand to be pressed a bit more often.

[scratchybeardsweetmouth]

Thanks for tagging me @lodessa in the WIP Folder Meme and for @youcancallme-ray for the Last Line - WIP Meme! I barely write so I unfortunately have nothing for this but just going to share some notes or initial plans or ideas I had that well, were initially WIPs, and now are just rotting in my folder (or brain) left un-giffed.

Goran Visnjic in every episode of Red Widow - I stopped at episode s01e04

Jorah Mormont in every episode - I stopped at s05e08 and have yet to compile for s05e09

Iain Glen as John Manly in Black Beauty - the last scene where he lets the horse roam

Iain Glen as Sonny McElhone in his undies helping a friend out of his heart stopping 

Tedbecca... (Ted Lasso and Rebecca Welton scenes) (see below the cut)

I kinda wanna tag writers that might actually enjoy the WIP Folder Meme and Last Line - WIP Meme but this reply of mine might be confusing lol! For any writer that does wanna check out that tag game, please see the links in the first paragraph.

########################## tedbecca side by side in one scene 1x01 - welcome to england 1x01 - drinking water after press 1x02 - keeley arrives with lion or panda (extra 1x02, standing in front of press) 1x02 - that's y you're the boss / toy soldier 1x02 - cake from sam's bday 1x04 - ted lasso, my god! 1x05 - ted in rebecca's office with head injury 1x06 - just the man i wanted to see 1x06 - ey boss glad u could join us 1x06 - oh spirits 1x07 - rebecca comforts ted/panic atk 1x08 - meeting milk sisters 1x09 - biscuit boost eggplant suit 1x09 - apology 1x10 - toast 'win whole fucking thing'

########################## tedbecca because you loved me by celine dion

for all those times you stood by me 1x08 - don't want to give him the satisfaction

for all the truth that you made me see 1x04 - who sees who he really is? you're not.

for all the joy you brought to my life 2x04 - walking together outside ted's place 2x01 - that laugh cheering from the box

for all the wrong that you made right 1x09 - rebecca apologizes, 'i forgive you'

for every dream you made come true 2x12 - you too ted! champagne to celebrate?

for all the love i found in you 1x02 - toy soldier

ill be forever thankful baby ---

you're the one who held me up, never let me fall 2x10 funeral, ted continues the song

you're the one who saw me through, through it all 1x04 hug or the start of convo --------------------------------------

you were my strength when i was weak 1x04 hug outside the gala

you were my voice when i couldn't speak 1x08 dart scene

you were my eyes when i couldn't see 1x09 i forgive you

you saw the best there was in me 1x09 eggplant suit

lifted me up when i couldn't reach 2x10 funeral, ted continues the song

you gave me faith 'cause you believed 1x09 apology hug

i'm everything i am

because you loved me

########################## struck by fuckin' lightning

1x01 how you holdin up 1x02 fuck me (biscuits) 1x04 *thank you* (end of gala, reacts to ted) 1x08 dart scene 2x12 you too, ted (congratulations)

########################## if you're with the right person, even the hard times are easy

1x04 gala hug 1x07 panic attack 1x08 you wanna leave? 1x09 rebecca's apology 1x10 carrying something besides biscuits 2x04 "hi ted" 2x10 never gonna say goodbye

########################## himbo moments, rebecca's reactions

1x01 ghosts need to believe in themselves 1x03 branding joke 1x03 owner of the sun 1x03 obama arm wrestle 2x12 "still" water

########################## s01e04 gala comfort s01e07 panic attack comfort s01e05 oklahoma s03e04 oklahoma s01e08 hi boss s02e04 hi ted s02e10 traumas

########################### Gifset of them with these lyrics:

God sent those eyes to get me through the night And all the shadows of the past fade into white When all the memories in my head subside You remain here, you remain dear inside, ooh

We try to understand the way the current flows We find the love and plan that only faith can know And underneath the veil of my wild eyes Is a heart unafraid to let love inside,

--  Godsent by Ben&Ben

[our-flag-means-death-ao3feed]

greater than the sum of our broken pieces

by Nicnac

Ed knows he made a mistake allowing Jack to come aboard the Revenge, and only narrowly avoided making the even bigger mistake of leaving with Jack. Still he thinks the crew is way off to think Stede is going to be that upset about Jack being a dick -- Stede is the most confident, self-esteem-having person Ed knows! And he's going to prove it. Except when he goes to Stede's room to check on him, Stede is curled up in bed sobbing his eyes out all alone.

Well shit. No way is Ed going to let that stand.

Words: 7108, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Crew of the Revenge (Our Flag Means Death)

Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Episode: s01e08 We Gull Way Back, Getting Together

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46473292

[timelesstimesgoneby]

Sitcoms Animals

francis the talking mule NR "Mule All

Horse 2"

Diagnosis Murder 1993–2001 "Dog S01e12 Reunion With Murder

Dog S01e19 Sister Michael Wants You

Jack Animal Stewart S02e12 Standing Eight Count

Animals Ranch S07e07 Gangland (1)

Animals Ranch S07e08 Gangland (2) "

Dick Van Dyke Show 1961–1966 "Bunny Season 1, Episode 5 – Washington Vs. The Bunny

Dog Season 1, Episode 7 – The Unwelcome Houseguest

Duck Dog Season 2, Episode 1 – '' Never Name A Duck

Bird Season 2, Episode 11 – '' A Bird In The Head Hurts

Turtles Season 3, Episode 11 – Turtles, Ties, And Toreadors dog Season 5, Episode 4 – The Ugliest Dog In The World "

The Andy Griffith Show 1960–1968 "Bird turtle S01e01 ""the New Housekeeper""

Frog S01e06 ""runaway Kid""

centipede S01E08 ""OPIE'S CHARITY""

Beagle Dog S01e09 ""a Feud Is A Feud""

reindeer S01E11 ""THE CHRISTMAS STORY""

Pigs S01e27 ""ellie Saves A Female""

Fishing S02e01 “opie And The Bully”

Frog S02e03 “andy And The Woman Speeder”

Chicken S02e04 “mayberry Goes Bankrupt”

fish fox S02E06 “OPIE’S HOBO FRIEND”

Cow Crows S02e08 “the Perfect Female”

Fly S02e11 “the Pickle Story”

Chickens S02e14 “the Keeper Of The Flame”

Fish S02e15 “bailey’s Bad Boy”

Dog S02e18 “jailbreak”

Rattlesnake Hawk Bill Moose Horse elephant S03e01 “mr. Mcbeevee”

Bear S03e03 “andy And The NewHawkS03e02 Andy’s Rich Girlfriend

Cow S03e05 “the Cow Thief”

Fish S03e12 “the Bed Jacket”

Skunk S03E17 “HIGH NOON IN MAYBERRY”

Goat S03e18 “the Loaded Goat”

fly cat crawdad S03E20 “RAFE HOLLISTER SINGS”

Bird S03e22 “the Great Filling Station Robbery”

Duck S03E28 “THE RIVALS

Dogs Giraffe S03e30 “dogs, Dogs, Dogs”

Chickens S03e31 “mountain Wedding”

Bird S04e01 “opie The Birdman”

aligator S04E02 “THE HAUNTED HOUSE”

Spiders S04e04 “the Sermon For Today”

Dog S04e10 “a Date For Gomer”

Moth S04e13 “barney And The Cave Rescue”.

Chickens Roaster S04e15 “aunt Bee The Crusader”

dogs pigeons chipmuks squirells muskrat S04E17 “MY FAIR ERNEST T. BASS”

Fish S04e23 “andy Saves Gomer”

Dogs S04e24 “bargain Day”

Horse S04e25 “divorce, Mountain Style”

Bird S04e31 “back To Nature”

Dog S05e06 “barney’s Bloodhound”

S05e13 “andy And Helen Have Their Day”

Cow S05e18 “the Rehabilitation Of Otis”

Dog S06e12 “a Man’s Best Friend”

Cow S06e16 “otis The Artist”

Horse S06e20 “wyatt Earp Rides Again”

Fish S06e28 “goober’s Replacement”

Owl S07e06 “the Darling Fortune”

Fish S07e11 “big Fish In A Small Town”

Turkey S07E15 “A NEW DOCTOR IN TOWN”

Horse S07e25 “goodbye Dolly”

Fish S08e15 “howard’s New Life”,

"

Gomer Pyle: USMC 1964–1969 30 Min Each Episode "Skunk S01e04 Private Ralph Skunk

Dog S02e05 Gomer Untrains A Dog

Cat S02e07 Cat Overboard

S03e13 Cold Nose, Warm Heart

Crow S03e30 The Crow Ganef

Dog S04e19 A Dog Is A Dog

Horse S04e24 Goodbye, Dolly

Bunny S05e27 Hare Today, Gone Tomorrow "

Yours Mine And Ours Nr 1968 1h 51m

"Brady Bunch 1969–1974

Brady Kids 1972–1973

The Brady Brides 1981

A Very Brady Christmas 1988

The Bradys 1990

The Brady Bunch Movie 1995

A Very Brady Sequel 1996

Growing Up Brady 2000

The Brady Bunch In The White House 2002" "Bbo

Cat Dog S01e01 The Honeymoon

Turtle S01e03 Eenie, Meenie, Mommy, Daddy

Dog S01e04 Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore

Dog S01e05 Katchoo

Dog S01e07 Kitty Karry-all Is Missing

Bear S01e08 A Camping We Will Go

White Rabbit S01e09 Sorry , Right Number

Dog S01e10 Every Boy Does It Once

Dog S01e15 54-40 & Fight

Dog S01e18 Tiger, Tiger

Dog S02e08 A Fistful Of Reasons

Dog S02e09 The Not-so-ugly Duckling

Dog Bird S02e11 What Goes Up..

Mouse S02e13 The Impractical Joker

Two White Rabbits S02e36 The Hairbrained Scheme

Goldfish S03e05 My Sister, Benedict Arnold

Two White Rabbits The Hair Brained Scheme

Bk

Panda Bear S01e02 Jungle Bungle, Part 1-2

Dog S01e03 Double Trouble

Panda Bear Dog S01e07 Who Was That Dog?

Horse S01e11 Give Me A Home Where The Panda Bears Roam

Panda Bear Dog S01e14 It’s All Greek To Me

Bird S01e16 The Richest Man In The World

Panda Bear S01e17 Wings

Bird S02e01 Frankincense

Panda Bear Dog S02e03 Marcia’s Lib "

Hogan's Heroes Season 1-6 1965–1971 PG 71h 15m "Guard Dog eagles All Episode

dog Saint Bernard S02E03 DIAMONDS IN THE ROUGH

chicken S02E13 don't forget to write

Belgian Shepherds S03E24 LEBEAU AND THE LITTLE OLD LADY

Monkey S03e28 Monkey Business

rabbit S04E02 KLINK VS. THE GONCULATOR

Dog cat S04e06 Man’s Best Friend Is Not His Dog

horse S05E14 AT LAST SCHULTZ KNOWS SOMETHING

courier pigeon S06E03 KLINK’S MASTERPIECE "

Walker Texas Ranger 1993–2001 "Horse S01e02 Borderline

Horse S02e06 Rainbow Warrior

Horse S02e19 On Sacred Ground

Horse S03e13 Flashpoint

Eagle S03e15 The Return Of Larue

Dog S04e11 Lucky

Horse S04e13 A Ranger's Christmas

S05e10 Rainbow's End

Bear S07e23 The Backeler Party "

Bewitched Season 1- 8 1964–1972 NR 25m "Dog S01e03 It Shouldn't Happen To A Dog

Snake S01e07 The Witches Are Out

Piranha Gold Fish S01e11 It Takes One To Know One

Chicken S01e14 Samantha Meets The Folks 1960

Goldfish Parrot Bunnies Dove S01e16 It's Magic

Cat Pelican S01e18 The Cat's Meow

Parakeet Cat S01e21 Ling Ling

Two Squirrels S01e22 Eye Of The Beholder

Rabbit Caged Parakeet Poodle A Lion Roaring S01e27 There's No Witch Like An Old Witch

Raven Penguin S01e30 George The Warlock

Dog S01e35 Eat At Mario's

Chimpanzee Monkey Lion Bear Seal S2e01 Alias Darrin Stephens

Spotted Dog Horse S2e03 We're In For A Bad Spell

Frog Parrot Cow S2e05 The Joker Is A Card

Ostrich S2e06 Take Two Aspirins And Half A Pint Of Porpoise Milk

Horse S2e09 And Then I Wrote

Baby Elephant S2e11 Aunt Clara's Old Flame

Bird S2e12 A Strange Little Visitor

Frog S2e18 And Then There Were Three

Chicken S2e20 Samantha Meets The Folks

Horse S2e25 The Horse's Mouth

Great Danes Little Chihuahuas S2e27 The Leprechaun

Parrot S2e31 Follow That Witch (part 2)

Dog S2e34 Man's Best Friend

Dog Cat Rat S2e35 The Catnapper

Cat Fish Fish Eggs S03e07 Twitch Or Treat

Pink Polka Dotted Elephant S03e15 A Gazebo Never Forgets

Pony S03e18 Hoho The Clown

Cow The Corn Is As High As A Guernsey's Eye

Stuffed Polar Bear Dog Sled Team S03e21 Trial And Error Of Aunt Clara

Frog S03e32 Nobody But A Frog Knows How To Live

Dogs Raven A Peacock A Cow, A Llama, A Pony, Some Pigeons And Some Geese A Goose S04e01 Long Live The Queen

A Monkey S04e02 Toys In Babeland

Goat Bear S04e08 Safe And Sane Halloween

Chimp Mokey That Was No Chick

Dodo Birds S04e11 Allergic To Ancient Macedonian Dodo Birds

Cows And Horses S04e12 Samantha's Thanksgiving To Remember

Pony S04e13 Solid Gold Mother-in-law

Dog S04e19 Snob In The Grass

Chicken S04e20 If They Never Met

Bulldog S04e26 Playmates

Chicken S04e28 I Confess

Cow S04e31 The No-harm Charm

Kravitzes' Dog Shetland Pony S05e01 Samantha's Wedding Present

Raven Horses Two Dogs S05e02 Samantha Goes South For A Spell

A Little Bird S05e05 Its So Nice To Have A Spouse Around The House

Horse S05e07 Samantha's French Pastry

Sheep Dog S05e08 Is It Magic Or Imagination?

Poodle S05e10 Samantha Loses Her Voice

Butterfly S05e11 I Don't Want To Be A Toad, I Want To Be A Butterfly

Monkey S05e15 Cousin Serena Strikes Again (part I)

Monkey Hen S05e16 Cousin Serena Strikes Again (part Ii)

Goat S05e18 Samantra, The Bard

Cat Dog S05e20 Mrs, Stephens, Where Are You?

Chimpanzee S05e22 Going Ape

Horse Mynah Bird S05e23 Tabitha's Weekend

Mule S05e27 Daddy Does His Thing

Hen S06e01 Samantha And The Beanstalk

Unicorn Horse S06e02 Samantha's Yoo Ho Maid

Bunny S06e08 A Bunny For Tabitha

Mouse S06e09 Samantha's Secret Spell

Rottweiler S06e10 Daddy Comes To Visit

Mother Goose S06e12 Samantha's Double Mother Trouble

A Goat A Pair Of Seals Reindeer S06e14 Santa Comes To Visit And Stays And Stays

Bat S06e15 Samantha's Better Halves

Donkey S06e18 Samantha's Secret Is Discovered

Pony S06e19 Tabitha's Very Own Samantha

Colt S06e20 Super Arthur

Butterfly S06e24 Generation Zap

Parrot S06e26 A Chance On Love

Rottweiler S06e29 Turn On That Old Charm

Frog Two Dogs S07e01 To Go Or Not To Go, That Is The Question

Dogs Pink Flamingo S07e02 Salem Here We Come

Horse S07e06 Paul Revere Rides Again

Crow S07e07 Samantha's Bad Day In Salem

Dog S07e09 Samantha's Pet Warlock

Monkeys S07e18 The House That Uncle Arthur Built

Gorilla S07e22 Darrin Goes Ape

Kid Young Goat S07e25 Samantha's Psychic Pslip

Camel S07e27 Laugh Clown, Laugh

Mule Goose S07e28 Samantha And The Antique Doll

Donkey Chickens Horse S08e01 How Not To Lose Your Head To Henry Viii Part 1

Horses Herd Of Goats S08e02 How Not To Lose Your Head To Henry Viii Part 2

Fish S08e03 Samantha And The Loch Ness Monster

Unicorn S08e09 A Plague On Maurice And Samantha

Siamese Cat S08e12 The Eight Year Itch Witch

Horse Three Men And A Witch On A Horse

Bear And Cougar Rats And A Goose A Monkey Samantha's Magic Sitter

Bullfrog S08e20 Tabitha's First Day In School

Dodo Bird S08e25 Samantha's Witchcraft Blows A Fuse "

"The Brass Bottle 1964

I Dream Of Jeannie 1965–1970)

I Dream Of Jeannie... Fifteen Years Later (1985)" "Bb Elphant

Idoj

Elephant S01e26 The Permanent House Guest

Dog S02e06 What's New, Poodle Dog?

Dog S04e06 Djinn Djinn, Go Home

Dog S05e02 Djinn, Djinn, The Pied Piper

Goat S05e23 An Astronaut In Sheep's Clothing "

The Partridge Family (1970–1974) "Skunk Dog S01e08 But The Memory Lingers On

Hamster S02E09 A TALE OF TWO HAMSTERS

Whale S02E06 WHATEVER HAPPENED TO MOBY DICK

Horse S03e12 Nag, Nag, Nag

Birds S03e19 Bedknobs And Drumsticks "

Rockford Files (1974–1980) "Dog S02e07 The Real Easy Red Dog

Chicken S02e09 Chicken Little Is A Little Chicken

Bird S02e19 The Italian Bird Fiasco

S03e08 Rattlers' Class Of '63

Bees S03e14 The Trees, The Bees And T.t. Flowers: Part 1-2

Dog And Pony S04e05 The Dog And Pony Show

Alligators S05e17 The Man Who Saw The Alligators

Lions, Tigers, Monkeys And Dogs S06e02

Lions, Tigers, Monkeys And Dogs

"

Charlie's Angels Also Called The Babes (1976–1981) Sheep S01e16 Dirty Business

Quantum Leap 1989–1993 " Dog S01E01 GENESIS PART 1 & 2

Pig dog cattle S01e03 The Right Hand Of God

Pig Dogs, Horses And Cattle S01e04 How The Tess Was Won

Cat S02e01 Honeymoon Express

Dog S02e04 What Price Gloria?

Dog S02e05 Blind Faith

Dog S02e13 Another Mother

horses S02E16 FREEDOM

Dogs S02E19 LEAPING IN WITHOUT A NET

Cow ""s03e01 The Leap Home Part 1

Cow ""s03e02 The Leap Home Part 2

Doves, a cat and a lion S03e04 One Strobe Over The Line

Cat Snake Goat S03e05 The Boogieman

Dog S03e09 Rebel Without A Clue

Monkey S03E11 RUNAWAY

Dog S03E22 NUCLEAR FAMILY

Pig S04E02 PLAY BALL.

Cat dog S04E03 HURRICANE

Chimpanzees S04e07 The Wrong Stuff

Skunk S04E10 UNCHAINED

Camels in S04E17 THE CURSE OF PTAH-HOTEP

Horses S05E20 THE LEAP BETWEEN THE STATES

"

The Three Stooges: The Ultimate Collection "horse 008 UNCIVIL WARRIORS

Ants 012 Ants In The Pantry

dog 013 MOVIE MANIACS

Bird 015 Disorder In The Court

Fish 018 Whoops, I'm An Indian!

Dog 021 Dizzy Doctors

Ponies 026 Playing The Ponies

gorilla 033 THREE MISSING LINKS

dog dodo 034 MUTTS TO YOU

DUCKS 038 A DUCKING THEY DID GO

Horse pariot 040 Saved By The Belle

dogs 041 CALLING ALL CURS

cow turkey horse dodo 057 AN ACHE IN EVERY STAKE

aligator 059 SOME MORE OF SAMOA

Bull 062 What's The Matador?

hourse 065 EVEN AS IOU

Bear 085 Idiots Deluxe

Bird 086 IF A BODY MEETS A BODY

Cow 078 Busy Buddies

wolfman 080 IDLE ROOMERS

bears 085 IDIOTS DELUXE

bird gorilla 089 A BIRD IN THE HEAD

horse 091 THE THREE TROUBLEDOERS

Bird 101 Brideless Groom

MONKEY 092 MONKEY BUSINESSMEN

WOLVES 093 THREE LOAN WOLVES

LION 100 HOLD THAT 100 HOLD THAT LION!

skunk 110 I'M A MONKEY'S UNCLE

gorilla 165 HOT ICE

donkey 107 FIDDLERS THREE

fish 174 COMMOTION ON THE OCEAN

horse 175 HOOFS AND GOOFS

bear skin 179 GUNS A POPPIN

HORSe 180 HORSING AROUND

bull 190 SAPPY BULL FIGHTERS

Earthworm, dodo, ox, chipmunk, baboon, beetle, hippopotamus, elephant, camel, buffalo, spider, chimpanzee, whale, octopus, ostrich, porcupine, weasel, bees. oyster, clam, lobster, snake, chicken, beaver, fly, mosquito, turtle, crab, goose, guinea pig, mouse, pig, mongoose, pit bull, mink, possum, porpoise, rat, scissorbill, slug, raccoon, tadpole, titmouse, penguin, quail, grouse, fox"

DuckTales 1987–1990 "Ducks All

Horse 22. Launchpad's Civil War"

home improvement 1991–1999 "Snake S01e05 ""wild Kingdom""

Monkey Chicken Cat And Dog S01e06 ""adventures In Fine Dining""

Reindeer S01E12 ""Yule Better Watch Out""

""Reindeer S02E12 """"I'm Scheming of a White Christmas""""

""

Goldfish S02e14 ""howard's End""

Reindeer S03e12 ""'twas The Blight Before Christmas""

Rat Pariot S04e09 ""my Dinner With Wilson""

Reindeer S04E11 ""Some Like It Hot Rod""

Camel Reindeer S04e12 ""'twas The Night Before Chaos""

Turtle S05e05 ""advise And Repent""

Mouse S05e06 ""let Them Eat Cake""

Reindeer S05E12 ""'Twas the Flight Before Christmas""

Bird S06e07 ""i Was A Teenage Taylor""

Racoon Reindeer S06e12 ""no Place Like Home""

Reindeer S07E11 ""Bright Christmas""

Panda Bear Monkey? S07e15 ""say Goodnight, Gracie""

Horse S07e21 ""the Son Also Mooches""

Rat? S07e23 ""rebel Without Night Driving Privileges""

Reindeer S08E11 ""Home for the Holidays""

Reindeer S08E12 ""Ploys for Tots""

"

The Flintstones 1960–1966 "Dinosour S01e06 ""the Monster From The Tar Pits

Dinosour S01e07 ""the Babysitters

Dinosour S01e11 ""the Golf Champion

Dinosour S01e18 ""the Snorkasaurus Hunter

Dinosour S01e24 ""the Long, Long Weekend""

Dinosour S02e02 ""droop-along Flintstone""

Dinosour S02e06 ""the Rock Quarry Story

Bear Aligator Bird Dinosour S02e12 ""the Masquerade Ball""

Turkey Legs S02e13 ""the Picnic

Dinosour S02e15 ""the X-ray Story""

Fish Dinosour S02e25 ""this Is Your Lifesaver

Dinosour S03e01 ""dino Goes Hollyrock""

Elephant S03e23 ""the Blessed Event"" ""the Dress Rehearsal""

Dinosour S04e04 ""dino Disappears""

Dinosour S04e12 ""daddy's Little Beauty""

Lion S04e19 ""flintstone And The Lion

Porcupine S04e21 ""room For Two

Aligator S04e24 ""son Of Rockzilla""

Kangro S05e01 ""hop Happy""

Dinosour S05e10 ""dino And Juliet""

Dinosour S05e17 ""time Machine""

Ape S06e16 ""fred Goes Ape""

Seal S06e24 ""dripper"""

Looney Tunes Golden Collection NR "Bunny

Road Runner

Duck

Bird

Cat"

"Tom and Jerry: Classic Collection

Side 1 (Volume 1)

Puss Gets the Boot

The Midnight Snack

The Night Before Christmas

Fraidy Cat

Dog Trouble

Puss n' Toots

The Yankee Doodle Mouse

Sufferin' Cats!

The Bowling Alley-Cat

Fine Feathered Friend

The Lonesome Mouse

Baby Puss

Side 2

The Zoot Cat

The Bodyguard

Puttin' on the Dog

Mouse Trouble 3

The Mouse Comes to Dinner

Mouse in Manhattan

Tee for Two

Flirty Birdy

Quiet Please!

Springtime for Thomas

The Milky Waif

Trap Happy

Volume 2

Side 1

Solid Serenade

Cat Fishin'

Part Time Pal

The Cat Concerto

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Mouse

Salt Water Tabby

A Mouse in the House

The Invisible Mouse

Kitty Foiled

The Truce Hurts

Old Rockin' Chair Tom

Professor Tom

Mouse Cleaning

Side 2

Polka-Dot Puss

The Little Orphan

Hatch Up Your Troubles

Heavenly Puss

The Cat and the Mermouse

Love That Pup

Jerry's Diary

Tennis Chumps

Little Quacker

Saturday Evening Puss

Texas Tom

Jerry and the Lion

Safety Second

Volume 3

Side 1

Tom and Jerry in the Hollywood Bowl

The Framed Cat

Cue Ball Cat

Casanova Cat

Jerry and the Goldfish

Jerry's Cousin

Sleepy-Time Tom

His Mouse Friday

Slicked-up Pup

Nit-Witty Kitty

Cat Napping

The Flying Cat

The Duck Doctor

Side 2

The Two Mouseketeers

Smitten Kitten

Triplet Trouble

Little Runaway

Fit To Be Tied

Push-Button Kitty

Cruise Cat

The Dog House

The Missing Mouse

Jerry and Jumbo

Johann Mouse

That's My Pup

Just Ducky

Volume 4

Side 1

Two Little Indians

Life with Tom

Puppy Tale

Posse Cat

Hic-cup Pup

Little School Mouse

Baby Butch

Mice Follies

Neapolitan Mouse

Downhearted Duckling

Pet Peeve 2

Touché, Pussy Cat!

Southbound Duckling

Side 2

Pup on a Picnic

Mouse for Sale

Designs on Jerry

Tom and Chérie

Smarty Cat

Pecos Pest

That's My Mommy

The Flying Sorceress

The Egg and Jerry

Muscle Beach Tom

Down Beat Bear

Blue Cat Blues

Barbecue Brawl

Volume 5

Side 1

Tops with Pops

Timid Tabby

Feedin' the Kiddie

Mucho Mouse

Tom's Photo Finish

Happy Go Ducky

Royal Cat Nap

The Vanishing Duck

Robin Hoodwinked

Tot Watchers

Side 2

Switchin' Kitten

Down and Outing

It's Greek to Me-ow!

High Steaks

Mouse into Space

Landing Stripling

Calypso Cat

Dicky Moe

The Tom and Jerry Cartoon Kit

Tall in the Trap

Sorry Safari

Buddies Thicker Than Water

Carmen Get It!

Volume 6

Side 1

Pent-House Mouse

The Cat Above and The Mouse Below

Is There a Doctor in the Mouse?

Much Ado About Mousing

Snowbody Loves Me

The Unshrinkable Jerry Mouse

Ah, Sweet Mouse-Story of Life

Tom-ic Energy

Bad Day at Cat Rock

The Brothers Carry-Mouse-Off

Haunted Mouse

I'm Just Wild About Jerry

Of Feline Bondage

The Year of the Mouse

The Cat's Me-Ouch!

Duel Personality

Jerry, Jerry, Quite Contrary

Side 2

Jerry-Go-Round

Love Me, Love My Mouse

Puss 'n' Boats

Filet Meow

Matinee Mouse

The A-Tom-Inable Snowman

Catty-Cornered

Cat and Dupli-cat

O-Solar Meow

Guided Mouse-ille

Rock 'n' Rodent

Cannery Rodent

The Mouse from H.U.N.G.E.R.

Surf-Bored Cat

Shutter Bugged Cat

Advance and Be Mechanized

Purr-Chance to Dream

" Mouse Cat All

Tom And Jerry Spotlight Collection NR Mouse Cat All

"Tom and Jerry's ultimate collection

""Tom and Jerry's Winter Wackiness

Buddies Thicker Than Water

Snowbody Loves Me

The A-Tom-Inable Snowman

Northern Light Fish Fight

Doggone Hill Hog

Sasquashed

Snow Mouse

""

""Tom and Jerry: In the Dog House

24 Karat Kat

Destruction Junction

Beefcake Tom

Bend It Like Thomas

Tom's Photo Finish

Game Set Match

Cat Napping

Cat Fishin'

The Bodyguard

Quiet Please!

Solid Serenade

Slicked-Up Pup

Puttin' on the Dog

The Framed Cat

Tot Watchers

The Invisible Mouse

Pet Peeve

Feeding Time

DJ Jerry

Beach Bully Bingo

A Life Less Guarded

The Dog House

""

""Wizard of Oz

Tom and Jerry Back to Oz

Tom and Jerry: Back to Oz Classic Style""

""Tom and Jerry: Mouse Trouble

EPISODES

Dise One

Down ae Ocing-Tee for Twe-Rock wRvden

Jery, emy, Quile Contary 6ed Day at Crt Pack

Love Me, Love y Mouse s hee a Doclsr in the

Hociny Schtick Lme Scheel Mse Desins o

Mouse Troable Done Bat Boar emy and the L

Mouse fr Sae Pratisderls

Disc Two

ackhanvnered Cat Toncat Superstar

uite Bg Mouse-Cat Show Catastrie

Don't Bmg Your Pet to Sehocl Dey Cry Uncle

Ca Gor our Lugage? Feedg are

Surmer Squrstig Salt water Tably

The mtsbe Meuse-D/ Jey

Gane af Meuse od Cat

Zot Ovt er Soape itty Focd

La rge& (ne

Sees pish4wngi""

""Tom & Jerry No Mice Allowed

Disc 1

Smitten Kitten

Baby Puss

Sufferin' Cats!

Baby Butch

Timid Tabby

Beach Bully Bingo

Cat and Dupli-cat

The Zoot Cat

Blue Cat Blues

Jerry's Cousin

Springtime for Thomas

The League of Cats

Game of Mouse & Cat

Catfish Follies

Smarty Cat

Disc 2

Joy Riding Jokers

Power Tom

Abracadumb

Piranha Be Loved

Spaced Out Cat

Kitty Cat Blues

Tom and Cherie

Octo Suave aka Bully Binge

The Bodyguard

Solid Serenade

24 Karat Kat

Salt Water Tabby

Over the River and Boo!

The Woods

(Magic Forest)

Busy Buddies

Tiger Cat""

""Tom and Jerry's Global Games

""

Tom and Jerry Meet Sherlock Holmes

""Tom and Jerry: Fur Flying Adventures, Vol. 2

Cortoons

Taps woh AopMortr Con Tom n Jiyate Renod Bd

Fro Bodg Sevday Eeiny Pss A-Tminde $rewnunSuf-Berrm

Srendoy Laes Pu Porsanusy Thoy a Dectar a he oe?

Kuntee Movse The eiran af rdpdnve y aod Mi Moedy

Urgas Egin &Eowd etm Erol, Fronqan& Fspavs""

""Tom and Jerry and Friends Volume 1

Barbecue Brawl

Happy Go Ducky

Hic-cup Pup

Little Quacker

Rock 'N' Rodent

Neapolitan Mouse

Pet Peeve

Pup on a Picnic

0-Solar-Meow

Robin Hoodwinked

Guided Mouse-ille

Timid Tabby

The Vanishing Duck

That's My Mommy

""

""Tom and Jerry: The Lost Dragon

Special

Medieval Mouse

Fire Breathing Tom Cat

Medieval Menace

The Itch

""

""Tom and Jerry's Greatest Chases, Vol. 5

Mucho Mouse

Tot Watchers

A Mouse in the House

Tennis Chumps

The Framed Cat

His Mouse Friday

The Duck Doctor

Little Runaway

Fit To Be Tied

The Dog House

That's My Pup!

Life with Tom

Puppy Tale

Posse Cat""

Tom and Jerry - The Fast and the Furry

""Tom and Jerry - The Movie

Special

The Invisible Mouse

Just Ducky

The Great Race

""

""Tom and Jerry's Musical Mayhem

The Cat Concerto Setarday venig Pus

Tom and jeryin the Mollyweod Boel Johamm Movne

Carmen Get It Rock NRodeat 0fy""

Tom and Jerry: Santa's Little Helpers

""4 Kid Favorites: Tom and Jerry Adventures

Tom and Jerry Tales, Vol. 5

magical misadventures

tom and jerry magic ring

The Flying Sorceress

Haunted Mouse

Get the Picture!

Jerry's Magic Recipes

The Sorcerer's Surprise

Tom and Jerry -

Cartoon Superstars

Friends and Foes

... Mostly Foes

blast off to mars""

" Mouse Cat All

Gilligan's Island Season NR 1-3 1964–1992 "Woodpecker Shark Whale S01e01 ""two On A Raft""

Kangaro S01e02 ""home Sweet Hut""

Chimpanzee S01e03 ""voodoo Something To Me""

Duck S01e07 ""sound Of Quacking""

Parrot S01e11 ""angel On The Island"" 1960

Frog S01e14 ""water, Water Everywhere""

Bird S01e19 ""gilligan Meets Jungle Boy""

Gorilla S01e22 ""diamonds Are An Ape's Best Friend""

Eagle S01e24 ""the Return Of Wrongway Feldman""

Parrot S01e27 ""new Neighbor Sam""

Turtle S01e28 ""they're Off And Running""

Bat Elephant Gopher Mole S01e29 ""three To Get Ready

Rabbit S01e33 ""it's Magic""

Pelican S01e36 ""a Nose By Any Other Name""

Crocodile] S02e01 ""gilligan's Mother-in-law""

Horse S02e03 ""the Little Dictator""

Flamingo Peacock S02e04 ""smile, You're On Mars Camera""

Horse Mule S02e05 ""the Sweepstakes""

Gorilla S02e11 ""the Chain Of Command""

Turtle Seagul Pink Whale S02e15 ""erika Tiffany Smith To The Rescue""

Bird S02e19 ""seer Gilligan""

Bird S02e21 ""gilligan's Living Doll""

Gorilla S02e22 ""forward March""

Lion Bear Boar Bull Deer Mountain Goat Owl Catfish S02e24 ""feed The Kitty""

Turtle S02e27 ""ghost A Go-go""

Dog Cat Vulture Parrot S02e29 ""the Friendly Physician""

Whale Golden Goose S02e30 ""'v' For Vitamins""

Bat S03e01 ""up At Bat""

Boar S03e06 ""where There's A Will""

Butterfly S03e07 ""man With A Net""

Anteater Bat Ants Bat-eater S03e07 ""the Matchmaker""

Igor The Monkey S03e09 ""ring Around Gilligan""

Bird S03e11 ""the Invasion""

Owl S03e18 ""the Hunter""

Donkey Turtle S03e19 ""lovey's Secret Admirer""

Ape Beaver Fox S03e20 ""our Vines Have Tender Apes

Bat Dinosaur S03e25 ""the Secret Of Gilligan's Island""

Pigeon S03e28 ""the Pigeon""

Monkey Rabbit S03e29 ""bang! Bang! Bang!"""

"It's About Time NR 1966–1967

" Dinosaur

Get Smart NR 1965–1970 "Dog Parrot S01e23 I'm Only Human

Chicken cat S01E08 The Day Smart Turned Chicken

Parrot S02e12 Perils In A Pet Shop "

A Team NR 1983–1987 "Bird Bunny S01e11 ""till Death Do Us Part""

Bird S04e08 ""mind Games""

Bear S05e08 ""family Reunion"""

Father Knows Best NR 1954–1960

Leave It To Beaver NR 1957–1963 "Cat Cow ""it's A Small World""

Alligator Dog S01e02 ""captain Jack""

S01e23 ""beaver And Poncho""

Dog S01e34 “beaver’s Bad Day”

Bunny S01e36 “beaver And Henry”

Cat S01e39 “cat Out Of The Bag”

Canary S02e11 “school Play”

Pigeons S02e20 “beaver’s Pigeons”

Horse S02e27 “a Horse Named Nick”

Bird Hamster S03e16 “pet Fair”

Monkey S03e29 “beaver’s Monkey”

Fish S04e21 “the Big Fish Count”

Rat S04e31 “beaver’s Rat”

Frogs S04e35 “beaver’s Frogs”

Cat S05e05 “beaver’s Cat Problem”

Bunny S05e16 “beaver, The Bunny”

Dog S05e25 “beaver’s Laundry”

Donkey S05e22 “three Boys And A Burro

Dog S06e11 “beaver, The Sheep Dog”

Fish S06e33 “summer In Alaska” "

Mister Ed 1961–1966 G 58h "Horse All

Goat S04e07 Getting Ed's Goat "

Daniel Boone Season NR 1964–1970

Beverly Hillbillies NR 1962–1966 "Goat S01e05 Jed Buys Stock

Dog Cat S01e19 Elly's Animals

Dog S01e22 Duke Steals A Wife

Puppy S01e27 Granny's Spring Tonic

Dog S01e30 Duke Becomes A Father

Mule Horse S02e03 Granny’s Garden

Turkey S02e09 Turkey Day

Jack Rabbit Kangaroo S02e15 The Giant Jack Rabbit

Dog S03e23 Drysdale’s Dog Days

Horse S04e17 The Trotting Horse

Cat S04e19 The Cat Burglar

Ostriches S04e20 The Big Chicken

Gorilla S05e06 The Gorilla

Gorilla S05e07 Come Back, Little Herby"

Petticoat Junction Seasons 1-3 NR 1963-1966 "Dog S02e01 Betty Jo's Dog

Dog S02e06 My Dog, The Actor

Dogs S02e26 A Tale Of Two Dogs

Dog S03e03 The Dog Turns Playboy "

Green Acres Season NR 1965–1971 "ROOSTER S01E05 MY HUSBAND, THE ROOSTER RENTER

cow S01E11 LISA HAS A CALF

pig S01E27 SEND A BOY TO COLLEGE

HORSE S01E28 HORSE? WHAT HORSE?

PIG S02E03 I DIDN’T RAISE MY PIG TO BE A SOLDIER

chicken S02E12 A SQUARE IS NOT ROUND

duck cow dog skunk snake pig S02E19 IT’S HUMAN TO BE HUMANE

pig S02E26 GETTING EVEN WITH HANEY

pig dog S03E03 LOVE COMES TO ARNOLD ZIFFEL

turtles S03E08 EB ELOPES

pig S03E11 WON’T YOU COME HOME, ARNOLD ZIFFEL?

pig S03E20 ARNOLD ZIFFEL, BOY HERO

pig S03E29 A STAR NAMED ARNOLD IS BORN (1-2)

cow S04E07 A HUSBAND FOR ELEANOR

bird S04E11 THE BLUE FEATHER

horse S04E13 THE BIRTHDAY GIFT

chicken S04E14 EVERYWHERE A CHICK CHICK

pig S04E19 ECONOMY FLIGHT TO WASHINGTON

pig S05E04 A TALE OF A TAIL

pig S05E15 REST AND RELAXATION

COW ""S05E19 THE COW KILLER

pig S05E20 THE CONFRONTATION

elaphant S06E02 THE COMING-OUT PARTY "

Family Or Dove

pink panther classic cartoons bluray "Pink Panther All

Cow TURTLES FOWL GIRAFFES ANT-EATERS BOAS bugs TIGERS RANCHERS,BROWN PANTHERS bees S01E05 Sink Pink

Fly S01E10 The Pink Tail Fly

Crab S01E13 Reel Pink

Bull S01E14 Bully for Pink

bear HEDGEHOG S01E20 Smile Pretty, Say Pink

Mouse Flies and lures dogs Cat Lion S02E01 Pink-A-Boo

Lion S02E02 Genie with the Light Pink Fur

Dog S02E04 Rock-A-Bye Pinky

Dog dinosaur S02E11 Pink Paradise

Elephant S03E08 Prehistoric Pink

Sheep S03E10 Little Beaux Pink

Bird S03E21 Pink on the Cob

Alligator crocodile S03E22 Extinct Pink

Fly S04E01 A Fly in the Pink

Dog S04E03 Pink Tuba-Dore

Monkey S04E06 Psst Pink

Bird S04E09 Pink 8 Ball

Fish S04E14 Salmon Pink

Elephant S04E17 Pink Elephant

Dog S04E18 Keep Our Forests'

Bunny S05E01 Mystic Pink

Cat S05E04 Pink Piper

Duck S05E06 Sherlock Pink

Dog S05E07 Rocky Pink

Dog S05E08 Therapeutic Pink

Alligator S05E18 Pink Daddy

Dog S06E01 Pinkologist

Fish S06E03 Pink in the Drink

Monkey S06E04 Pink Bananas

Fish S06E05 Pinktails for Two

Cat S06E06 Pink Z-Z-Z

Fish S06E07 Star Pink

Duck S06E09 Pink Quackers

Bull S06E10 Toro Pink

Dog S06E11 String Along in Pink

"

Addams Family NR 1964–1966

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Timestamp #CLS7: The Lost

Class: The Lost (1 episode, s01e08, 2016)

From the shadows rises a cliffhanger.

Six days after the detention events, bad omens rise as April debuts her song The Lost on a café stage. The Lost is obviously about the Coal Hill Defenders and their families. Of that group, Ram suffers immediate loss as his father is murdered by Corakinus. As his father disintegrates, Ram is confronted by the former Shadow King who says, “One.”

Matteusz visits Charlie and questions why Miss Quill isn’t restrained. She’s a threat to him if she awakens, but Charlie cannot bring himself to put her back in chains. When Quill awakens, she’s surprised to be pregnant but demands to have her gun. Meanwhile, Ram tells April about his father and she begins to spread the word. The only one who stands apart is Tanya, who immerses herself in her studies until Corakinus murders her mother. Tanya seeks solace with Miss Quill and asks to use the cabinet to seek vengeance.

The deposed Shadow King sets his sights on April’s mother next, holding her as ransom on the condition that April joins him. Charlie and Matteusz arrive with Quill’s gun as Corakinus reveals who he has killed thus far. Corakinus attacks Charlie with shadow, casting it on his heart and linking them together. After Corakinus leaves, Ram chastizes the group for their inaction before storming away. April gives chase but refuses to go with him and leave her mother unprotected.

Charlie and Matteusz petition Dorothea Ames (at gunpoint) for help. Ames takes them to a staff entrance for EverUpwardReach (a foundation of the Governors) but refuses to let them in. She does, however, speak of The Arrival before disappearing inside the mysterious room. She returns with news that they have a problem. The Shadow Kin are coming.

Miss Quill and Tanya take the cabinet to Coal Hill Academy. As Corakinus attacks Tanya’s brothers, April rushes to the school and Quill fights him hand-to-hand. After Corakinus retreats, Quill gives Tanya advice and defense training. April calls Ram and leaves him a message declaring her love for him before paying her respects at the Coal Hill honor board.

Tanya demands that Charlie kill the Shadow Kin, but he knows that doing so will kill April. Corakinus takes Matteusz hostage as April arrives and offers herself in exchange. Charlie is reluctant to let her go, but April convinces him otherwise. As Ram listens to April’s message, the Shadows arrive and begin their assault on Earth.

April reveals that the Shadows will kill everyone regardless as part of the King’s command, and Charlie shoots April to eliminate the Corakinus. Ram arrives in time to catch April as she falls lifeless to the floor. The Shadow Kin stand still as Charlie assumes the role of king and activates the Cabinet of Souls. Matteusz begs Charlie to stop, knowing that this will kill every Shadow Kin including their new king, but Charlie tells him that he’s already dead. Quill and Tanya defend Charlie as he activates the weapon and destroys the Shadows. The act also removes the Shadow from Jackie MacLean’s legs, consumes The Underneath, and resurrects April in Corakinus’s body. Charlie, meanwhile, must live with the sacrifice and his actions.

Because Dorothea Ames was unable to prevent Charlie from using the cabinet, she is sacrificed by the Governors to a Weeping Angel. The head of the organization promises the Angels that they will be ready for The Arrival.

In a somewhat intriguing ending, we find two who are the last of their kind (Charlie and Quill) giving rise to a third (April as Corakinus, the now last of the Shadow Kin) by sacrificing the remnants of the Rhoadian species. It’s powerful stuff, but it’s tainted by the fact that the team still doesn’t fight like a team and the decisions that each member makes are unilateral.

The challenging parts of this story are related to the Governors and the Weeping Angels. We get the revelations that the Governors are driving the space-time tears in support of The Arrival (whatever that is) and the Weeping Angels. Since this particular story thread remains untethered in the time since this episode aired, maybe it is fodder for the Doctor in a future adventure.

Rating: 3/5 – “Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow.”

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