#alys anons

[nyoclosmom]

dude why is nobody talking about this outfit

[calirph]

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒

daniel spots ali at gold n' stuff - requested by anonymous.

[alieinthemorning]

TOUCHED STARVED LEONA WITH VERY PDA AFFECTIONATE FEM!READER AAAAAA

A Familiar Touch [Leona Kingscholar]

Content: Touch-Starved, Fluff, Emotional Hurt and Comfort, Soft Leona Kingscholar

Pronouns: None

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How long had it been since someone had run a brush  through his hair? Gently undoing each and every knot and tangle. Who hummed a tune that was different from the one from before, yet familiar all the same.

He felt like a cub again, and honestly?

He didn't like what feelings that dredged up.

However, he also couldn't bare to remove himself from such bliss.

Call him selfish, he didn't care.

Chartreuse eyes open to find your own closed, a soft smile gracing your features with the sunlight from the open blinds of his balcony haloing you.

You were beautiful.

"Sounds like you're thinking pretty hard there." Your voice cut through his thoughts.

He was glad that your hands were in his hair and not on his face because he couldn't keep himself from flushing.

He sighed, tail thumping against the sheets. "You're imaginin' things."

"Sure, sure..." You paused, then asked. "Are you thinking about home?"

He froze.

Seven, you were too perceptive for your own good.

And he had already confirmed your suspicions by freezing up like damn prey.

He pulled himself up, showing you his back (putting up some kind of wall between the two you).

You placed a hand on his back, however, completely disregarding his weak attempt at closing you off.

"Talk to me."

His eyes slid close as his body leaned forward. Elbows on his knees and head in his hands. Your body followed him.

"When I was little my mother would always brush my hair before bed. She would take her time and hum this little tune and just..." He trailed off, losing himself in the feelings of those memories.

He didn't like thinking of is ma. It brought up too much to the surface. Too much that he refused to sort through.

Too much about her.

Too much about his father.

Too much about his brother.

Too much about how much he has lost.

"Leona." One again, you pull him from that headspace. "I hope I'm not over stepping but..."

"I'm so happy that I'm you trust me with things like this."

He released a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "'Course I trust you with this.'

"I love you."

Guess who's feeling better from the Big Ick?

It's me (i've been up for 3 hours lmao)!

Anyway, this took forever and I didn't end up using the other two requested traits of: short and bubbly, but hey we got touch-starved (did we tho?????)

We got something nice and soft and that's all that matters uwu

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[alygator77]

So... Still no action between reader and Gojo in the sixth chapter of M&M? Why not just omit the smut altogether? We got a "scene" of him touching himself when she was in their shared shower way back in ch... 3? And yet, though they've worked together, lived together, he had a death in his family, cooked together, kissed, he's even connected with her child, been close all this time, but they're "moving too fast"? Good God. If they moved any slower they'd be going backwards... Sorry ijs...

You like angst. Angst is great. I get it. But attaching smut tags and not delivering any is a little misleading. Especially for your readers who are rooting for them to be closer. 6 chapters is a far cry from "moving soooo" fast. But I guess that depends on how many more you're planning? Its more of a fluff story imo, which is fine, but why not just say that?

lol, the nerve of this ask istg. if all you want from my stories is smut then kindly don’t read it.

my tag also says SLOW BURN 😇 and i have reiterated multiple times how important that is to me. this is my story, if you want to just read smut, you can go write your own, ORRR go read a gojo x reader one shot about it, there are plenty of them on this fucking platform because apparently we can’t stop objectifying this character without any care for romance/building up to it.

leaving an ask like this is literally so fucking beyond me, like seriously?

sorry but, I’m not going to be nice about this, because clearly you can’t be nice. when i started writing for the jjk community i knew this was inevitable because ive seen other authors i love have similar experiences on this platform, but dayum it really sucks to get an ask like this.

oh btw? i literally wrote a 3k smut scene yesterday for ch 7, not that it fucking matters, bc again this is my story. really fucking bums me out that a story i spend so much time on and poured my heart into only matters if they are fucking.

[wishfuldivine]

gaz walking around with his collar acting like nothing is amiss meanwhile one of his boys is losing his shit… good food. great food. the world is at balance.

Gaz walking around wearing one of their hoodies (you can choose whoever) with sweater paws because it fits a bit too big and his tight black underwear.

He was too busy trying to do his own chores and was unaware of the other basically salivating. A very apparent tent in their pants and trying so hard to keep themselves from grabbing him.

His ass just.. looked phenomenal.

And fuck, that collar. It looked beautiful around his neck. So beautiful that the need to rip it off with their teeth was becoming a damn must. He looked mighty sinful.

It went along like that for some time until they couldn't handle it anymore. They practically devoured him deliciously.

[theghoulboysblog]

not a trick or treat unless you just want to share, but I’m just wishing you well and hoping the universe soon shows you the care and generosity that you show to it. have a lovely time!! <3

ANON OMG YOU ARE SO SWEET THANK YOU 😭🙏 this made my day i might cry 🥹 take some photos of shane and obi for your kindness :) 🧡 happiest of octobers to you <3

[tessarionbestgirl]

What will happen to Daemon’s story since Nettles is gone?

Well, different than everyone else, I think will happen but will happen in different way, Nettles is cut out, but similar to Young Griffin, they are giving parts of her arc to different characters.

First they making Mysaria and Rhaenyra a romantic relationship,therefore, it gives Mysaria motivation for feeding Rhaenyra's paranoia regarding Daemon, making more about jealousy and attempts to end this relationship than her grasping for power. So this part is happening.

So I think they can go with two options, first she could feed Rhaenyra's paranoia by implying that Daemon is having something with Baela or Rhaena. And again I think is possible and I do believe Daemon will come back showing more support for his daughters. But there is problems with that because Rhaena and Baela, don't have Nettles anti-war message, they are to much of supports of Rhaenyra to make that plot work.

It need to be someone that is a outsider to Rheanyra become really paranoid about it and even send people to kill her. It needs be someone that that make Daemon question his own acts about war and that is not Rhaena and Baela because they are so pro-war characters and supporters of Rhaenyra for that.

And the only character that fits this is Alys, until now. And I just connected this possibility last episode. But the changes they made with her character kind makes her fits in this place and how their dinamic plays out also fits too, because they do look closer and closer, and that as well was a big change if they did that change is for some reason.

We saw how they set up Rhaena claiming a dragon last season. And I don't think they would spend so much time with Alys and Daemon if they aren't cooking something more.

And if the leaks are real about Heleana and Aemond this just add even more but making they constantly parallels between Daemon and Aemond. And narrative foils.

So it adds to much up for me this last option. But I don't know. Is just my theory, I could be wrong.

[witheredoffherwitch]

who is aemonds favorite lady: alys or alicent?

Neither....

it's obviously meemaw Vhagar… duh, bitch 🙄😒

[atopvisenyashill]

seeing how some greens act like rhaenyra being groomed by her uncle, and subsequently being unable to let go of him, is HER personal failure turned me into a rhaenyra extremist when i simply enjoyed her character beforehand.

im really glad you're speaking about it because even though it's fiction, it still perpetuates a very dangerous rhetoric

wait this gives me an excuse to ramble, pls excuse me if i phrase things maybe a little crassly here, it’s a delicate topic i’m speaking indelicately about but also, i think i should be allowed bc [redacted] BUT-

obviously i don’t like, love, some of the changes to the show but i think the first half does a great job of setting it up to where you can see both alicent and rhaenyra are surrounded exclusively by much older men who want to fuck them, and have just no way of knowing who is being genuine with them. because no one is really! so you have episode 4, where alicent is sleeping in a room with pornographic art on the wall and being called to her husband’s bed and she can’t say no, and he’s not going to do anything to make the whole thing even marginally easier for her. and then you have rhaenyra, pulled from her bed by her uncle to a brothel, and she’s completely exposed, and she’s experiencing new things, and he’s purposefully trying to make this feel good but also overwhelming for her, then abandons her drunk & confused & half naked. this is The Same Thing - they’re both being used and manipulated by a much older man, but because that manipulation looks different, they react different. but it’s still manipulation.

yes, the type of abuse is different when it���s like, your ugly ancient grandpa grooming you vs a handsome 30 year old stranger you met online that you tell all your high school friends is your boyfriend, but ultimately, both the grandpa and the 30 year old boyfriend are abusers but more importantly, the granddaughter and the high schooler are both victims!!! i think a lot of people when analyzing this whole thing, will pin daemon as a groomer but then completely forget that this also makes rhaenyra a victim. some people will even hee hee haw haw over it because “oh your feminist icon would rather marry her groomer uncle than her gay cousin in the book” DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF. could it possibly be that rhaenyra prefers daemon to laenor because daemon has manipulated her into thinking she is only free with him? she is only safe with him?? could it possibly be that he has been giving her gifts and taking physical liberties with her for her whole life, and being the Good Cop, Sweet Confidant to her parents Bad Cop her whole life, that she feels taken in by him because he is all she knows???? in the same vein that alicent just swallows all the poison and bullshit from otto because that’s her father, and his protection is all she knows????

honestly part of like ~the discourse~ that’s most frustrating is that most greens just refuse to see rhaenyra’s pov or see that she’s also a grooming victim grasping for power to protect her own children, again just like alicent, but on the flip side, most of the analysis from the blacks side is like “if you think nyra is a victim of grooming you are just as bad as the people calling her a whore for having children out of wedlock” and like, how do you even engage with that. with either of those opinions. you can’t wksjd so if youre, ya know, like a normal fucking person who can see how both girls are being manipulated, but you have like a fondness for nyra specifically, it’s just constant bad takes. there’s nowhere to go to escape the bad takes.

i thought we had already hashed out this idea that being aware or unaware of your victimhood doesn’t suddenly mean you’re not being oppressed during the main show with arya and sansa but no, we’ve actually just taken this exact same annoying fandom discourse about which teenage girl is dealing with being abused in the most acceptable way and made it a thousand times worse.

[corrodedcoughin]

It is finally the weekend after a full on month of exams. Steve knew paramedic training would be hard but the intensity of tests between gruelling placements is proving to be a lot to handle. Right now that doesn't matter, its a Friday night and his course mates decided that they should congratulate themselves for getting through the semester by going to a bar, drinking and try to be average college students instead of college students who regularly attend medical emergencies with no clue of how to help for 8 weeks blocks at a time. They've all seen their share of tragedies but they've witnessed the joys of the job too. The happy tears on the eyes of loved ones proves to Steve time and time again that he absolutely chose the right profession to study.

Robin isn't part of the course but she's come to every social event they have, just like Steve going to all of hers with her psychology friends. They are both honorary members of each other's course and are kind of expected to turn up at these things. So this is how they end up at a ridiculously busy bar with shots being shoved at them by Ali, an amazing paramedic in training but absolutely terrifying in her determination. She half arm hugs Steve and Robin, squeezing them tight.

'I love you guys. BUT you fucking cockblock each other and I'm sick of it', they start to protest in unison but are shushed by a finger to the lips.

'I just want to see you both Happy. That would make me happy. So Robin, you gotta go get that girl's number, okay?' Ali points to a girl by the stage, strawberry blonde and a toothy grin in conversation with a fluffy brown haired boy. Both of them in deep conversation, clearly excited about whatever they are talking about, pointing at the small stage and the girl bouncing on her heels. They chose this bar for their night out for the famed wild band that plays semi-regularly who draw a loyal crowd. And by the looks of things, this girl is a big fan.

'And Steve? I know a man who's perfect for your pretty boy ways. Lead singer of the band, trust me, you'll see him and not be able to stop yourself. Now drink up guys, I'm buying you your first round of bravery in a glass.' She's slurring her words a little bit but her heart is in the right place. So, with a heavy hit to their backs from Ali, they clink the tiny shot glasses together and down them.

'Guess we better get moving dingus' Robin says with a odd mix of determination and uncharacteristic confidence. She's off before Steve can reply, fluffing up her hair and rubbing any non-existent lipstick off her teeth.

Steve turns back to the bar, the whole room is dimly lit and rumbling with loud conversations and that's before the band even starts. He feels at a loss without Robin at his side but knows he'd just have to make eye contact and she'd be back. He braces himself against the bar top, wondering if he can pre-plan his attack on the front man of the band he is yet to see. The years of team sports in high school means that Steve is never one to back down from a challenge and he's been wanting to flex his old reputation of 'King Steve' for a while now so why not?

He's contemplating where the best place in the room is for ogling the band and ensuring the, apparently irresistable, lead singer sees him that Steve notices somebody has slid into the empty space next to him. Steve casts his eye over the stranger, taking in the full length of him and is pleasantly surprised. The man next to him is all long legs in black denim, big leather boots and shirt that has been so thoroughly cut at the sides he may as well just left it at home. Steve's eyes keep roaming though, over the light trail of hair left exposed from the way the man's shirt has risen that leads to his waistband. And there is jewellery, so many long chains that would be perfect to pull somebody in by, to get somebody close and under control. Steve briefly stops on the man's hands, long lithe fingers with heavy, dangerous rings that would probably feel incredible against Steve's skin now that the club has become hot and stuffy, nothing to do with the stranger in front of him of course. Steve finally raises his eyes to his face and nothing could have prepared him for the sinful smirk playing over his mouth aimed out towards the room or the deep, deep brown eyes that he really does get lost in for a second. To top it all off there's a wild mane of fluffy hair that would be perfect for Steve's hands to pull.

Steve knows he's supposed to be looking for the lead singer but who's to say he can't set his own challenge instead. The other man nods and Steve takes his chance;

'You here for the show?' Its not his finest work when trying to get in somebody's pants but its a start. The man swivels to fully face Steve and leans in like he has a secret to tell

'Sweetheart I am the show.' Its an awful line, truly and the guy clearly knows it from the way he's holding back a laugh by the end of the statement. Steve should be turned off, should walk away and tell Ali that as much as the singer may look like God's gift, his charm leaves a lot to be desired. The problem is, Steve has never wanted a person more in his life. So he tries to give a bitchy side eye but can't stop the smile tugging at his lips

'Is that right? Better tell me what name I've got to scream tonight if I'm going to have to compete with a few fans.' it is an equally pitiful line, but it makes the man raise and eyebrow in amusement and blush rise from his neck to cheeks. Steve might be wondering how far down it goes and if he could make it go further.

Steve stands his ground as the singer grabs his hand and raises it to his lips, kissing his knuckles, 'It’s Eddie, and don't worry, you'll be the only one I'm looking for on stage'

It is all so silly but it makes Steve's stomach swoop, sure he's been flirted with before but this feels like courtship from a poorly aged romcom and he can't get enough. He considers the possibility of Ali spiking that first shot. He can't help it, Steve is swaying into Eddie’s space, feels himself doing so and does nothing to stop it, waiting to see what reaction is causes in Eddie. He’s rewarded when Eddie’s gaze lingers on his lips, he still hasn’t let go of his hand, still running his thumb over Steve’s knuckles. Steve takes a step forward, his empty hand starting to rise with all intentions of cupping Eddie’s jaw and pulling him in. He see’s Eddies eyes start to slide almost shut, showing his own desire.

‘EDDIE, MAN C’MON! ITS SHOW TIME!’ Steve manages to bite back a groan of frustration but Eddie’s is loud and clear as they untangle.

‘Stick around after the set, yeah?’ it’s quiet, barely audible of the growing noise in the bar but Steve nods and Eddie is heading to the stage, a bounce in his step. Steve almost feels like an idiot for watching him go but then Eddie turns and starts to walk backwards, shouting at Steve;

‘Fair maiden! I never got your name!’ Steve laughs at the childishness of it all but shouts his response back. In return Eddie holds both his hands to his chest over his heart and lets his back hit against the stage door as if stunned by a name. The door is suddenly opened from behind, Eddie stumbling backwards and picked up by his bandmates, he manages to send a wink to Steve before the door closes again.

----

Steve is on his own, at the makeshift half-assessed barrier only possible at tiny bar gigs. In all honesty it would probably be safer to just take them away. He gets lost in this thought as the lights all but cut out and the band makes it to the stage. Suddenly he understands that the barrier might be more for the band than the fans. There’s a rush of people to the front of the barrier as expands and hands reach over, trying to touch Eddie. This is all before the lights even go up but seeing as the venue is tiny the lights from the bar are illuminating the stage. The fluffy haired boy from the start of the night is on drums and two other guys, pick up the instruments that were left on stage. Steve only has eyes for Eddie though, notably smiling down at his guitar.

The lights go up, Eddie leans in close to the mic, manic smile on his face and lets out a shout of ‘ALL ABOARD!’ followed by a laugh and a heavy guitar riff. From then on out it Eddie really is a show, Steve couldn’t put it better if he tried, The whole band clearly in love with what they do. There’s calls and response with the audience, jumping around the set and laughter from all of them as they clearly ride the high. Eddie engages them all in conversations during the breaks between songs, showcasing the relationship between them, making everyone wish they were part of the band too. Steve isn’t a fan of heavy music. If it had been anyone else he’d worry the gig would amount to him suffering through a set list begging for the end. But this? This is different. In Steve’s opinion these guys are destined for the big time.

Through set Eddie is never far, he prowls the stage but somehow is always paying attention to Steve, sending smiles his way. He gets really into a particular solo, fingers moving over the neck of the guitar, Steve is captivated for reasons that may include his mind wandering to what else Eddie might be able to do with his hands. Then Eddie /grinds/ against the body of the guitar and Steve feels his eyes widen his fists clench at his sides, stock still in the crowd of moving bodies. Eddie then has the audacity to make direct eye contact with Steve as he sinks to his knees and continues to play. Its safe to assume Steve doesn’t remember much else after that.

The gig wraps up to applause and foot stomping after a well received encore that Eddie threatens to stage dive in but stops himself after riling the crowd up. The band hop off stage, not needing to breakdown the stage, they have a three day stint at the bar and this is their second night according to the posters around the place. Steve turn’s to survey the area as Eddie talks with fans that descended on the band when they finished. He’s thinking about going to the bar, grabbing a drink when he sees Robin making out with the girl that was suggested to her. He averts his eyes, he loves his best friend but somethings he does not need to see. Just as he turns to make his way to the aforementioned bar Steve feels a hand on his shoulder, turning him around. Eddie is standing close and slides his hand from Steve’s shoulder to his neck, up to the back of his head.

‘Like what you saw Stevie?’ the nickname might be overly familiar in the setting but Steve really doesn’t care

‘You weren’t lying when you said you were the show’ Steve tilts his head ever so slightly to side, hinting at his wants. He can feel Eddie’s breath on his lips, almost touching and the thought is maddening. Just as Eddie pulls Steve’s face closer he murmurs ‘Could give you a private one if you ask nicely’.

Steve pushes forward, pressing his lips to Eddie’s chasing what he’s been after all night, lets his hands slide onto Eddie’s hips and under his tshirt, trailing up his back. Eddie’s hands are in Steve’s hair and one on his ass, pulling him close. Breathing hard they break apart to hear a very drunk Ali shouting

‘SEE STEVE??? ROBIN?? I KNOW YOUR TYPES!!! I KNOW ‘EM!!!’ She’s maybe been a bit too heavy handed with the shots. Without thinking Steve detaches from Eddie, walks up to Ali and ask the bartender for a glass of water. Ali slings an arm around Steve slurring her words slightly as she asks again, wanting to make sure that she was right, that she knows Steve’s type.

‘Yup, yeah you do Ali, you do. Don- Ali don’t throw the water!’ He can hear Eddie chuckling behind him, muttering something about 'Sir Steve saving the day'. Ali eyes him and whisper shouts to Steve

‘You should thank me, you’d never find him without me. Robin too. You should allllll thank me’ She’s out of it and will live to regret it in the morning. Which will be precisely when Steve will let her know that he’s actually been engaged to Eddie for coming up to a year now and Robin and her girl, Chrissy, are in talks of adopting a cat.

But that can wait, he has a boy at his back, begging to be taken home.

[mejcinta]

i agree with your fears of Alysmond next season, and after watching season 2 I'm convinced they are setting up Aemond to be the big villain of the show. Hell, they even made Helaena of all people show disgust towards him (but then she talks to her son's murderer in a vision ffs). Alys will most likely just manipulate him to lead him to the God's Eye... they really should've just let Alys be a nefarious character with her own agenda.

Having Alys and Helaena just straight out tell Daemon and Aemond their fates was so STUPID, has killed all suspense and excitement. I can't believe the writers thought that was poetic :(

And yes. Having Alys befriend Daemon and yap about Rhaenyra really strips Alys of her mysterious element. She's now apparently a Team Black player and Gayle accidentally admitted such on her Instagram.

GRRM was right. Ryan and Sara want to make the story their own but have ended up making everything worse, boring and uninspired. Bleh. Hate everything now.

[deeranon]

Knife and Magic aftermath cuz I’ve got Rollo’s card and have read his vignette and I refuse to let it go

Rollo: I only eat a loaf of bread and specifically sixteen grapes for my meals every day.

You: Not anymore.

[devilsburger]

Is Louis as protective over Alys in this AU or is Philip just his most special blessing from God boy still? Honestly I'm just curious about Alys in general here

I actually do have ideas for her in this AU!

Basically my thoughts on her is that she is kind of the "middle child" between Marguerite (Maggie) and Philip and is kind of in an awkward teen insecurity place due to her older sister being more accomplished/outgoing/attractive and "grown up" and Philip being more doted on.

Philip still gets the very "God's Special Gift" treatment by Louis, due to being the Only Boy(tm) but also because he was kind of prone to various sickness/injury as a kid so Louis and Adele worry over him a lot. 

Philip as he gets older is more resentful of the overprotectiveness but his being rebellious or having a bad attitude about things is generally more tolerated by his parents. Meanwhile the girls kind of have a mix of the performative Father-Daughter Protectiveness, but Louis is very awkward about "girl issues" especially re: puberty and sexuality stuff so he just leaves that to his wife.  I like the idea of still in this AU or Adele being Alys and Maggie's stepmom as well, so there's also that awkward  emotional distance between them. She's close to her sister but since Maggie is busy with her social life and bf she doesn't have much time to spend with her (and Alys is self conscious about coming across too young/"baby" in comparison to the older girls)

Anyways for Alys specifically she kind of is a little envious of the fatherly doting but also bc of neglect ends up having a bit more freedom to roam around. I would think I'm this AU since they're closer/in the same house she does care for Philip and wants to have more of a relationship with him, since they do share some similarities, but he's in a stage of aggressively wanting to distance himself from "girly" things and developing his own brand of weird women resentments lol.

She has baby crush on Richard bc he the only one of the Plants boys who doesn't actively harass her bc he forgets she exists. I did have an idea of a storyline where they do have sex (did some comic and art here)  but it was Cringe for everyone involved, makes all feelings fizzle out and die, no one was satisfied with it etc (except for the Geoff Junior who think they are geniuses)

Good thing there's someone willing to listen to her and make her feel better though....

Anyways in the end she is a lot like her father and brother in being prone to anxiousness and stubbornness, but definitely in vulnerable place due to the lack of attention and self esteem jdjfjfj

*As for Marie and Alix...they are grown up, married, getting their doctorates of literature in France or something djdjd and may or may not be biologically related but just imagine...

[alieinthemorning]

Lilia meeting his lover who he thought was dead from the war because they left and never contacted him, but he saw them at the sorting ceremony to go to Diasomnia? Angst, but then fluff afterwards.

Can be anything u wan <3 I love how u write sm!!

For Everything and Nothing at All [Lilia Vanrogue]

Content: Established Relationship, Reader is of Fae Descent, Original Female Characters of Color, Angst, Hurt no Comfort

Pronouns: None

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You were left behind. After the war, you searched and searched and searched, and yet he was nowhere to be found. And still you searched for him. Until finally you could search no more. You had to accept that your beloved had moved on before you—without you.

You would have descended into madness if not for the black invitation that found its way to you. With no reason to continue with something fruitless, you moved on. Improving yourself to make up for the lost time spent on him. So, when the carriage came for you, you dawned the ceremonial robes, entered the Gate, and descend into your rebirth.

“The nature of your soul is…Ignihyde.”

You felt neither upset nor elated. You simply returned to your seat, and waited for when your Dorm Leader escorted you back to your dorm. However, right as the ceremony was brought to an end, one final student made their appearance.

“…Maeda Yuuna.”

“The nature of your soul is…unclear to me.”

Then all hell broke loose. The creature in Headmage’s arms broke free from his grasp at the sudden revelation of a magicless student, claiming that it would take her place, but when he was refused, he retaliated. He turned his blue flames upon any and all that it would reach.

And just as quickly as it had begun, it ended.

“The verdict will come afterwards. Head they sentence. Off With Your Head.”

But then, and only for you, did it ramp up again.

“Ah. Just as I'd expected.” You froze, every hair on your body standing on end. “I figured I'd come down and see for myself whether Malleus had made an appearance. But once again, he was evidently not informed that his presence was required at an official ceremony.”

It was him.

The one you had been searching for.

The one who had left you behind.

He heard you—felt you.

And he did nothing.

You felt your Aether begin to unravel from you, moving toward him. You snatched it back up, and locked it away.

Leaving it to fester while you lied in wake.

And then it was October, a whole month had passed, and you hadn’t had any contact with him.

“Understood. Stay strong until I return!”

And it seemed like it would continue to be that way.

“Grrrrraaaaawwwwwrrrrr!”

“Why does this keep happening to us? This is soooo not my hashtag brand!” Cater whined with a grimace.

Until a chance presented itself.

“If you’re afraid, feel free to run.” Riddle brandished his staff.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll be retreating.” You spoke up, taking a step away from the group. “Good luck, everyone.”

You didn’t look back to see their shocked passes. You’d come up with a better excuse later. For now, you had something more important than some child’s tantrum.

You traced his Aether, finding him in the Diasomnia dormitory instead of the main building to find the staff like he said.

You barged into his room, not bothering for the proper etiquette. “You’re a coward.”

His back was facing you, and he didn’t turn when you called him that. He simply continued to fumble with something in his hands.

“I am.”

“You left without a trace.”

“I did.”

“Without me.”

“Yes.”

“Why?” Your voice raised, Aether flaring out. You felt his against yours, instinctually reaching out, but you swatted it away. “You left me alone for so long! And nothing! And you can barely say anything to me! Did any of that—our vows—mean anything to you? Anything at all?!” You grabbed his shoulder, roughly turning him to face you.

“Of course it did!” He was telling the truth, the taste of his Aether flooded your senses. You knew he was telling the truth, but…

“Then…why couldn’t I come with you…?” You crumpled into him, finally releasing all 485 years of…everything.

He followed you to the floor, and held you close. “I’m sorry. For everything, I am.”

“Then explain.” You felt the weight of him, physical and magical, on you. As if that story had been wearing down his shoulders for centuries now.

However, right as he opened his mouth, three sharp knocks at his door interrupted him.

“Father, I—” It was a silver haired human boy with periwinkle eyes. “Oh, it’s you.”

You tilted your head. “And who am I, child?”

“You are Father’s partner.”

You felt his fear, your rage, an ice-cold feeling, then—

Nothing.

“Oh.” You pulled yourself from him, and stood. “So, he’s told you about me, hm?”

The child’s brows furrowed, but he nodded.

“Tell me, in these stories, did you ever get the feeling of if I was dead or alive?”

The child paused, thinking back to whatever tales were spun for him.

“Alive.”

“Splendid.” You smiled, turning to face him. “Then please—” You slipped off your ring, and dropped it into his lap.

“Consider me dead.”

I'll be 100, I came up with the plot of this while in the shower, and completely forgot what the request said, so that's why it's kinda sorta backwards premise wise. As for the fluff...the story wanted to be written this way. Don't worry, the ending hurt me too, I actually had to pause and before writing it because I knew it would be really mean.

And yeah, thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoyed!

And everyone please be excited about the 750 follower event (whenever it comes out, I am so unprepared y'all the influx of followers recently has been INSANE! Thank y'all so much)!

Oh also! Aether! Yeah, I randomly had the idea to have like different branches of magic, so Fae Magic is called Aether, and there's also Mer Magic, Thera Magic, Human Magic, Beast Magic, and whatever else my head can think of.

Oh oh! Shout out to my girl, Maeda Yuuna! Catch her in her own works.

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[aemondsbabe]

Thoughts on today's episode? On Aemond especially?

i honestly am pleased? i don’t think there was anything this week that i at least don’t feel neutrally about.

i hate what happened to aegon lol but i’ve hated that since i read the book so i at least knew the disappointment there was coming! i also hate that they transported him in like a coffin looking contraption 😭 i know that was on purpose to build suspense for non-book reader audience members and obviously to hide/protect him on the way back to the red keep etc etc like i get it but i also hate it 😅😭

glad that daemon is still getting his shit rocked tbh i love alys for that ❤️

as far as aemond is concerned, i really really honestly feel like they’re still keeping it vague and/or that he’s milking the fact that people fear he may have done it on purpose, which WOULD be a very aemond thing to do imo. i feel like he maybe looked concerned (i don’t think that’s the right word but it’s the only one coming to mind rn) when he was standing at the foot of aegon’s bed. i’d like to believe that was a bit of an “oh shit” moment, even if nothing was voiced.

i also think it’s in character for him to immediately launch into “we gotta get to work, someone needs to run shit” kind of stuff. he’s always been blunt and to the point, even when he was leo ashton young aemond, so i’m not really assigning emotion to that, i don’t think.

genuinely i think aemond’s desire, i guess, to be regent stems more from wanting to prove himself to alicent than it has anything to do with aegon. like alicent offers herself up first but when the rest of the council starts going “but aemond…” you can see him smirking. then he gives her that pointed look when he picks up aegon’s ball thing. both of those i think are like “told you so, i can prove i’ll be good at this, etc” kind of moments.

and again, i think him getting right to work is very in character and is possibly another way to like… stick it to alicent maybe? like show her he can be calm and serious and not just like a living weapon, essentially. i think that’s echoed slightly in the scene from the preview for next week’s episode where she’s cupping his face. the guy looks like he just wants to prove himself to his mom idk.

also, i’ve rewatched the scene from the preview with aegon and aemond about a hundred times and really can’t tell what’s happening so i’m not reading too much into it yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ we shall see next week.

thank you for asking sweet anon! genuinely baffled that people are interested in my thoughts but i do love discussing these lil blond bitches so i love you for asking! 🩷🩷🩷

[wishfuldivine]

OMG OMEGA GAZ i have brain worms!

but also: omega!gaz being the territorial one. ignoring all other people who think they’re subtly rubbing their scents on his alphas and replacing them like he’s simply batting off a fly.

the girl hanging off of soap at a pub, possibly a little tipsy, is barely looked at while gaz beckons soap over for kisses and nuzzles. and soap like a lost boat at sea steps to the beautiful light that is his omega.

price and the new recruits who are a little starstruck seeing him do a demo are interrupted by gaz stealing his kerchief (or even hat) and wiping it over his scent glands. he tucks it back in it’s like nothing happened, leaving price with a smile and wave.

ghost, poor ghost, knows this person is flirting with him but they don’t stop thinking him just hard to get. queue gaz coming around the corner and trilling with delight at the sight of his big, patient alpha, close to blowing a fuse. and ghost’s standing straighter as gaz circles him a few times before kissing his mask and walking off.

(he gets in a little trouble later for this. for leaving them all wanting him and unable to find him because he disappears somewhere after they need a quick rut or another.) — 🖤

THIS! THIS THIS THIS!

OMEGA GAZ IS A LITTLE SHIT AND WE KNOW IT!

He would be the type to show off at anyone who thought they had a chance with his alphas. And this time, it's no different. His beautiful brown eyes clash with the girl that was trying to get a shot at Soap and smirks. He keeps eye contact as his mouth finds Soap's neck and bites. His inner wolf snickers at the defeated look on the girl's face.

Upon noticing how the new recruits looked on with heart eyes, he makes it clear who Price belongs to. And to add a little more salt to the wound, he proceeds to scent him in front of everyone. He then walks away with a smile and wave, not one bit remorseful.

When he rounds the corner and sees Ghost, he brightens up and circles him (completely ignoring the person trying to flirt with the alpha). His inner wolf purrs at the immediate attention he gets from the lieutenant. He grins at that and rewards him with a kiss on his masked lips and then walks off.

The alphas find Gaz later that night and punish him for hours. The poor Omega is unable to walk. Good thing he was off duties the following days.