#bisexuals how do we feel?? 😩

[lelee-tdn]

Jojo Pose 🕺✨—————————————————-

Duo so rare they hold too much aura 🔥

What can I say, just two bad bitches with big dick energy. Inspired by a lot of fashion photoshoots and Jojos.

Also they are in grey scale except their pink hair in case someone questions why they are posing together lmao

Part 2: here

[sansaorgana]

— BEDROOM HYMNS

PAIRING — Ser Gwayne Hightower x fem!Reader // Queen Alicent Hightower x fem!Reader

SUMMARY — Your sister-in-law wishes for you to become one of her ladies-in-waiting but you become so much more. Things complicate when your husband comes to visit.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — The title is from Florence + The Machine song. Alicent is a lesbian in this fic but she's also very conflicted about it. Reader is 100% bisexual. I wanted to write this fic for some time now because I have a crush on Alicent ever since Season One so yeah... Here we go... 😩😈

WARNINGS — cheating, homosexuality seen as something *wrong* (by Alicent), mentions of sexual activities (no actual smut – tiiiiny bit in the beginning)

WORD COUNT — 6,240

ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE.

BEDROOM HYMNS

You moved away from between her trembling legs after a cry of pleasure muffled by her own hand that she had covered her mouth with. Alicent’s juices were dripping down your chin when you smirked at her and looked up to meet her big brown eyes. Those soft big brown eyes that you adored more than anything. You had always adored them. So full of sadness and softness and you had never wanted anything but to make her feel better.

“Have I pleased you?” You asked while peppering her soft inner thighs with your kisses although you knew the answer already. Her husband had no idea how to please her.

The Queen only nodded and looked away. Poor Alicent – she always felt bad and guilty after the peak had already been reached. The sudden realisation of her sin was soul-crushing but the tension and desire had been too great to ignore them. She deserved the relief and you did not see anything bad about it.

“How many times do we have to do this?” You sighed and lied next to her in her bed. Your fingertips caressed her sides and your lips attached themselves to the crook of her neck, smelling all the scented oils in her hair. She was The Queen of the Realm and she was pampered like no other Lady. “There is no shame in this.”

“There is a sin,” Alicent turned her head around to finally meet your gaze. She raised her hand to nervously play with the seven-pointed star pendant on her sweaty chest.

“Why?” You bit on your lip and caressed her auburn locks out of her face.

“It is betrayal,” she frowned as if she was getting frustrated with your lack of understanding.

“It would have been if you lied with a man,” you explained and kissed her cheek before laying on your back and staring at the ceiling.

“I should find your vague idea of morality perplexing,” Alicent pointed out and you couldn’t help but chuckle at her confession.

“But you do not and thank Gods for that,” you rolled your eyes with a smirk.

A silence occurred as Alicent kept playing nervously with the pendant between her fingers and you were staring at the ceiling and counting all the cracks.

“What kind of husband is my brother?” She asked suddenly and you turned your head around to look at her again.

“A good one,” you admitted, feeling nearly guilty for that because you knew why she was asking – her husband was not good. Not to her and not to her children.

“Why are you doing this then?” Alicent asked.

It was obvious why her brother was on her mind now. He would arrive at King's Landing any day now. You couldn’t wait to see Gwayne again after a few months of being apart and you only wished he had taken your son with him but he could not. Robyn was the eldest son and he was supposed to stay in Oldtown. He had just become a squire and leaving his knight for a few long weeks would not be advised, therefore you had to go on missing your boy. Day after day as if he was a burning hole in your chest. Mothers would always miss their sons, you assumed.

“To kill the time,” you shrugged your arms, not wanting to reveal how much Alicent meant to you and for how long. “And to help you. You are my friend and I love you,” you confessed.

Alicent always loved Princess Rhaenyra more. Your father was a Master of Coin in King Viserys’ Small Council and you were growing up together – three girls running around happily. Or rather – two girls following the Princess like two overjoyed puppies. Rhaenyra was the centre of everything for you and not only because she was the Princess but also because she meant everything to Alicent. No matter how much effort you were putting into making Alicent like you more, you were destined to fail for she always was choosing Rhaenyra over you.

It made you grow bitter towards The Princess but never towards Alicent. You were blaming yourself – you had to become more and try harder perhaps and maybe then you’d earn more than just leftover crumbs of her love and friendship.

You couldn’t understand your feelings back then – why was the attraction so strong, what was making you feel so attached to the young Hightower Lady. You were the same age and yet everything she said was like a command to you. Wherever she went, you followed. Even when you felt like a burden because she so clearly would rather be left alone with Rhaenyra. But Rhaenyra never minded your presence because to her you were only a pawn on the board, an ornament, an addition of no importance. So, you often witnessed the two girls laughing together, whispering, exchanging small gestures of affection. You were only watching. Observing as your heart ached.

During The Heir's Tournament you met Ser Gwayne Hightower, Alicent’s older brother. He was young then, eager to show off his abilities and make his family proud. Perhaps he did not have his sister’s big brown eyes but he had the auburn hair you loved so much about her and he had her softness about him. You were enamoured with him in no time and when he approached the royal box to greet his sister – he caught your eye and you caught his and for that moment when your eyes met, you felt butterflies all over your body.

Ser Gwayne Hightower received your favour on that day and the sparkles of joy in your eyes while you were throwing the wreath at him were very obvious to your father and to his as well. You could not know that then but they exchanged meaningful looks for a short moment.

Even though Gwayne lost the duel with Prince Daemon Targaryen, he did not lose your affection. In fact, witnessing him nearly winning and losing only because Prince Daemon chose to play dirty – it only solidified your feelings. Ser Gwayne was a righteous man, a chivalrous knight and a brave one, too. It took lots of courage to face Prince Daemon Targaryen himself.

Gwayne was carried away with his face covered in blood and dirt while his mind was filled with thoughts of you – of losing your favour and your interest. However, you hurried to his side right after the tournament ended to make sure he was fine. And at the sight of you – he truly was fine again.

You were only ten and five but you knew already that Ser Gwayne was the only man you could see yourself being married off to. Thankfully, your father saw that, too. Two years later you were sent to Oldtown and for the whole time in between you were exchanging letters. When Alicent was married off to King Viserys shortly after his wife’s death, you still felt bitter but not as much as you could because you mostly felt excited about your own upcoming wedding.

However, the sadness and anxiety on Alicent’s face on her wedding day were a sight you would never forget.

Years and years of the happy marriage had passed and you were still in touch with your sister-in-law because of the letters you were exchanging and her son that you and Gwayne were raising in Oldtown – Prince Daeron Targaryen. But other than that, you had your own life now to live, your own duties, your own offspring and Alicent was simply not occupying your mind as much as in your adolescent years. 

You were aware of King Viserys’ health getting worse and worse as Alicent was ruling the Kingdom in his name. The burden of responsibility was heavy and her marriage was getting more and more difficult. You couldn’t say the same of your own union – you loved Gwayne and he loved you. Just like every married couple you had your misunderstandings and disagreements but you were grateful for him every day of your life and you knew well that he felt the same towards you.

It was after breakfast on one of those days that seemed to be pretty typical in the morning and then they turned out to be life-changing for a person. Without a warning and without an ominous feeling deep in one’s gut, they just happened and changed lives.

A letter came to you from Queen Alicent and you expected nothing of great importance in it so you put it below the pile of letters you had to respond to this morning. You sat by your desk and dipped the feather in the black ink as you started to perform one of your duties as Lady Hightower, helping your husband to run Oldtown in his father’s name.

Letter after letter, until finally you were left with the last one. You opened it with a small yawn, which turned into a frown after reading Alicent’s plea and request.

“What is it?” Gwayne entered your chambers this very moment but his smile dropped at the sight of your face.

You folded the letter suddenly as if it was a secret or something dirty but it only increased your husband’s curiosity as he approached the table and raised an eyebrow at you.

“What is it?” He repeated the question and you pinched the bridge of your nose, trying to find the right words.

“It is from your sister,” you replied and looked up to meet his confused gaze. He knew about your friendship and for you to react this way at one of Alicent’s letters was simply unusual.

“Is he dead?” Was all Gwayne asked.

“No, Gods, no,” you shook your head and took a deep breath in. “Not yet,” you added.

“What is it then?” Gwayne lifted your chin up gently to make sure your eyes would still be on his. You swallowed a lump in your throat and finally decided to tell him what his sister had requested.

“Queen Alicent wishes for me to become one of her ladies-in-waiting,” you revealed and Gwayne’s confusion only grew. “She feels lonely in King’s Landing, she needs a friend by her side. Somebody she can trust.”

“It is out of the question,” Gwayne took the folded paper from your hands and read the letter himself, still standing above you as you nervously fidgeted with your fingers.

Your own feelings were chaotic at that moment. Something in your heart wanted to run to King’s Landing at this very moment because Alicent needed you and because you wanted to make her life easier and make her happy. You had always wanted nothing but her happiness.

But you had your own duties in Oldtown and you had your husband here and your children. You could not just leave like that, could you? Especially when Oldtown was so far away from King’s Landing.

“It is out of the question,” Gwayne said again and threw the letter on your desk. “Reply to her that your Lord Husband does not agree.”

“She is your sister,” you looked up at him, pleadingly.

“Yes and I have nothing but love for her in my heart but her request is selfish,” he clenched his jaw as he looked you up and down, visibly surprised that you were not agreeing with him on this. “Why does she want to take you away from me? You are my wife.”

“Your wife – not your property,” you reminded him.

“That is debatable,” Gwayne huffed and looked away but before you could scold him, he continued with more. “Living in a different city, different castle, so far away from me… Will you still be my wife?” He turned his head around in an attempt to try to read your emotions.

“I will forever be your wife,” you stood up and took his hand into yours before placing it on your chest where your heart was. “But she needs me, Gwayne. She’s all alone there with no one by her side.”

“Father is with her,” Gwayne interrupted you. “He always favoured Alicent.”

“You do know that being favoured by him is a burden, not a prize,” you reminded. “Please, let me go. For some time at least. Until The King dies. It should not be for long and I’ll take the girls with me,” you tried to convince him as your fingers caressed his hand on your chest. “Please,” you whispered, looking up deep into his eyes.

After a long moment of silence and hesitation, your husband nodded his head reluctantly.

A few months later, you found yourself standing in the courtyard of The Red Keep, awaiting your husband’s arrival. He had a business to deal with in The Crownlands and he wanted to spend a few days with his family, too. You were caressing the creases on your dress with your hands and your teenage daughter Margaery was fixing her younger sister’s hairdo. Little Wyllow had been missing her father the most and she couldn’t wait for his arrival. In fact, she had made you and Margaery wait there since early morning and at this point you were exhausted already but you didn’t complain since you couldn’t wait to see Gwayne again either.

Even though it also felt a little weird and awkward since your mind was being flooded with memories of his sister’s body tangled with yours underneath her royal silk sheets. Her plump lips parted and soft moans escaping them, her beautiful big brown eyes hazy and filled with tears of shame and pleasure…

You were trying to shake those thoughts and images off of your head when you were interrupted by the sound of the horses approaching the gate.

“Father!” Wyllow nearly ran straight under the horse if she was not stopped by Margaery.

Your older daughter gave you a scolding look and she was right to do so because it was your duty to watch over your children, meanwhile you were distracted by the memories of dirty acts instead.

When you watched Gwayne jumping off of the horse, your heart clenched in your chest at the sight of him and you suddenly realised why Alicent was so filled with shame and guilt because now you felt them, too.

His handsome face, his eyes sparkling at the sight of you, his auburn hair reflecting in the sun… He truly was the man you loved. You just couldn’t help the fact you loved his sister, too.

“Father!” Wyllow finally was free to run into his arms and he crouched down to hug her and kiss her forehead.

“I am so happy to see you, little bird,” Gwayne cupped his daughter’s cheeks and she giggled.

He straightened himself but Wyllow clinged to his left hand so he used his right one to caress Margaery’s face lovingly.

“You’re growing fast, my love,” he pointed out.

“I am trying my best, Lord Father,” Margaery nodded her head with a smile and then she took a step back to get out of the way and let him greet you.

“Lord Husband,” you gave him a nervous and soft smile. Gwayne tilted his head a little and your heart skipped a beat. He was a very observant man but there was nothing that would give you away, right? What could it be?

“Lady Wife,” he smiled at you and took two steps ahead to be able to kiss the palm of your hand. Whatever he had noticed, he pretended it was nothing. At least for now.

“You must be exhausted,” you pointed out. “The chambers have been already prepared for you and I’m going to tell the maids to fix you a bath.”

“Does it mean we are not sharing the same chambers during my stay here?” Gwayne raised an eyebrow at you.

Margaery cleared her throat and she took Wyllow by her free hand.

“Shall we go inside now? Let our Lady Mother greet Lord Father properly,” she dragged her protesting sister behind her.

“She is becoming a fine Lady,” you chuckled awkwardly. “I can’t help feeling that the air and water in King’s Landing are making her grow up faster. Perhaps she is spending too much time with women older than her,” you explained, clasping your hands in front of yourself as if you had no idea what to do with them. “Come with me, I am sure you want to greet your father and sister, too.”

“I do,” Gwayne followed you inside while some of the men he had taken with him were taking care of his luggage with the help of The Red Keep’s servants. “You still haven’t answered my question about the chambers,” he pointed out when you were in the staircase together.

“My darling,” you turned around abruptly, making him stop his walk. “Your chambers are close to mine, please do not get cross with me. Those past few months I have learnt to love my solitude,” you explained and Gwayne tilted his head again but he only nodded.

“Let it be then,” he only said.

With each one of your husband’s kisses and each one of his touches, each one of your reached peaks and cries of pleasure, you felt more and more purified of sin as if his body was washing away Alicent’s smell off of you. After months of not laying together, you were lost in each other for hours with caring very little about getting any sleep. You were watching the sun rise behind the window when you were too exhausted to go on as you were laying on Gwayne’s chest, drawing circles there with your fingers and his hand was playing with your hair, gently massaging your scalp.

“Have you been faithful to me?” You asked casually and you could feel his muscles tensing under you.

You had no right to ask that – but he did not know of it.

“I have,” he answered. “Of course I have.”

“And if I say that the whores count, too?” You looked up playfully.

“I have been faithful to my Lady Wife,” Gwayne shook his head and you spotted a slight irritation on his face. He did not like it when his honour was being questioned – he was a knight, after all. “Why do you ask? Have you not been faithful to me?”

A shiver went down your spine at his chilling accusation.

“How can you ask me that?” You gasped.

“You have accused me first.”

“Because you are a man,” you reminded him.

“I am. And I know what men are like,” Gwayne nodded his head. “They must all be following you around – a beautiful Lady far away from her husband is like an invitation,” he finally cracked a smile, revealing that he was only jesting.

“I do not want any man but you,” you assured him as the tension left your body because you did not have to lie about it.

“That is good to know, my love,” Gwayne kissed the top of your head. “You had me worried with your cold greeting and not letting me into your chambers.”

“Are you not in my chambers now, Lord Husband?” You teased him and placed a kiss on his chest where his heart was. “And if my greeting was cold, then I owe you an apology. I spend too much time around your sister and her husband and I keep forgetting that some marriages are happy. That mine is…” You wanted to look up to meet his gaze but you couldn’t as something inside of you was stopping you.

“That is a shame,” Gwayne only said.

“It is, darling, but you are here now to remind me.”

You were sitting in the same chambers as Alicent, embroidering side by side and even though you were using no words, you found each other’s company comforting. Your arms were brushing as you both were focused on creating beautiful patterns on the same piece of fabric to make the work faster. It was supposed to be a beautiful green blanket with embroidered little dragons. 

Princess Helaena was sitting nearby and embroidering spiders on her own piece of fabric. Her cousin, Lady Margaery Hightower was sitting next to her and teaching her younger sister the craft. It was peaceful, cosy and quiet – you loved those moments the most because it was nearly as if Alicent was your own Lady Wife and you were just enjoying the time spent together with your family, far away from all those loud and obnoxious men surrounding you everywhere. These chambers were your escape and your own queendom.

When the doors opened, everyone except for Helaena looked up with a slight irritation since the man entering this sanctuary was nothing but an intruder. Even if the man was Ser Gwayne Hightower, who was loved by every person inside the chambers.

He cleared his throat when you gave him a soft smile, your arm still brushing Alicent’s and you were sitting in a way that made sure you were facing each other. You had never thought about it before but it was quite intimate indeed. Your husband’s tilted head made you realise that he had just observed something and after a short while you understood what it was as you moved away slightly.

“Brother,” Alicent greeted him. 

“Lord Husband,” you nodded at him.

“Forgive me for interrupting. I would like to take Margaery for a walk around the gardens,” he extended his hand towards his older daughter as Wyllow looked up at him with pleading eyes. “It must be Margaery alone this time but I promise you, little bird, I am going to take you for a walk later, too. Perhaps we’ll walk to the bay and watch the ships,” he assured her and she sighed with relief.

“You can finish without my help now, I believe,” Margaery handed the fabric to her younger sister. “Do try, at least. If you face any challenges, Lady Mother or Helaena shall help you.”

Helaena looked up when her name was mentioned and she gave Wyllow a soft smile that encouraged her little cousin to keep going. When Margaery stood up and left the sofa, Wyllow moved closer to Helaena and The Princess did not seem to mind.

“Can you help me with the ladybug?” She asked and Helaena’s face lit up at that.

“Lord Father,” Margaery took Gwayne by his arm and bowed her head at you and Alicent before walking out of the chambers with her father.

“I am wondering what is the matter my Lord Husband wishes to discuss with Margaery,” you hummed to yourself.

“She is ten and five now,” Queen Alicent pointed out. “What is the only possible matter that fathers wish to discuss with their daughters at that age?”

You furrowed your brows at her words because she was right and you did not like the sound of that. It was a shame that she was right, too, and not only for your own daughter but for every woman in this Realm. 

You saw Gwayne again before dinner, on your way to the dining hall. He was walking down the stairs and you rushed to him to walk by his side. He offered you his arm and you took it.

“I have a question for you, Lord Husband,” you started, nearly aggressively and he raised his eyebrows at that fierceness.

“What is it, my love?”

“Are you planning to marry our sweet Margaery off so quickly? I do not wish for her to get wed too soon,” you told him, hoping he would understand your point of view because sadly, in the end, the decision was his to make for women had always been properties of men – once her father’s, then her husband’s.

Sometimes you wished you had become a septa.

“Not soon, no. But she is ten and five. That was the age you were in when we met,” Gwayne reminded you with a smile.

“Yes, indeed, my darling, but it was us both meeting and falling in love. That is different, you must admit,” you pursed your lips.

“I must, indeed. Do not worry, I am not willing to force anything upon our sweet daughter. I have only told her to start looking around for suitable matches… soon,” your husband explained. “I am sure King’s Landing is full of important young men.”

“I do not wish for her to get married here. This place is rotten and so are its people,” you sighed. “My greatest wish is for Margaery to marry a man from The Reach.”

“We all have wishes, my darling wife,” Gwayne’s answer was nearly mocking but he spotted your annoyance so he looked around to make sure you were not being seen before pulling you by your waist and pushing you against the wall to steal a kiss from your lips. “Gods, I missed this,” he whispered and you felt your cheeks heating up.

“Gwayne!” You scolded him playfully. “I missed this, too,” you added and caressed his cheek with your fingers.

But his smile dropped and eyes became serious all of the sudden. You stayed like that in a short moment of silence before he dropped the question that turned your guts inside out:

“What is the nature of your relationship with my sister?”

You were taken aback by his question and you moved your hand away from his face before taking a deep breath in, trying to steady your heartbeat.

“Alicent is my best friend,” you looked deep into his eyes, surprised by your own courage to lie like this…

But was it a lie? She was your friend, after all.

“There is intimacy between you two that I can only wish for between us these days,” Gwayne whispered and you bit on your lower lip.

“She is my main companion for weeks now,” you tried to explain.

“Are you still planning to come back home after The King dies?” Gwayne lowered his voice even more since talking about the monarch’s death could be seen as treason.

“Y-yes, of course,” you nodded nervously.

“Why the tremble of your voice?” Gwayne raised an eyebrow.

“What are you accusing me of?” You suddenly clenched your fists, trying to take another route of getting out of this awkward situation. “Your implications are indecent. You have been accusing me of obscenities ever since you arrived here. You wound me deeply, Lord Husband,” you straightened yourself.

“You have accused me first,” Gwayne reminded you.

“Without any reproach thrown at you. I have asked out of simple curiosity,” you informed him.

“You are right, do forgive me,” he reached for your hand to place a delicate kiss upon the palm of it. You sighed, feeling extremely guilty.

“You are forgiven,” you whispered, nearly inaudibly, because it felt wrong to be the one saying those words.

In fact, at that very moment, you promised yourself to fix everything. You promised yourself to invite Gwayne to your chambers again for the night and let his touch to purify you like on the previous night. And you would go to The Sept and you would pray the sin away, you would beg for forgiveness, you would be a better wife, perhaps you would beg Alicent to let you go back to Oldtown with your husband.

Yes, that was the plan.

In the early morning you couldn’t tell that you were well-rested. Your muscles were sore after the previous two nights and your head was hazy but you still got dressed up quickly when the sun was rising and creeping inside your chambers to shine upon Gwayne’s auburn hair. You leaned in to kiss his forehead and you left him sleeping to visit The Sept and be able to go back to The Red Keep before breakfast.

You had never been a devout but you were not a savage either. You believed in Gods and now more than ever you needed redemption.

You expected to be alone there at such an early hour but no – of course not. Queen Alicent was already there, kneeling by the stone table and lighting the candles. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath in. She was your greatest temptation and it was a cruel joke that the Gods had played on you to put her there at this time when you visited The Sept to pray her very own self away from your life.

Alicent looked up, surprised to see you. Her soft features were as sad as usual but at the sight of you she seemed to be a bit happier – relieved, in a way. Your heart clenched inside your chest. How could you ever want to leave her? You couldn’t. She was too dependent on you. Her happiness was and so was her sanity. Leaving her would be equal to killing her.

“I have not expected you in The Sept at such an early hour,” she commented as you kneeled next to her.

“I have not expected myself here either,” you smirked. “I came here to ask for forgiveness.”

“Forgiveness? Aren’t you always the one telling me that what we do is no sin?” Alicent furrowed her brows.

“I have lied to my husband. That is a sin,” you confessed and Alicent did not say anything to this. “I… I will have to go back to Oldtown, I think… I can’t… I can’t go on like this,” you looked down and Alicent remained silent but you didn’t have to look at her to know her big brown eyes were filled with tears. “I miss my son and I miss Oldtown… King’s Landing is corrupt and I do not wish for my daughters to grow up here. I… I miss Gwayne, too. I love him, I love him, I love him…”

“Are you trying to convince me or yourself?” Sudden, harsh question made you look up to meet her teary gaze.

“I’ve been loving him ever since I saw him during the tournament. You were there, sitting by my side,” you reminded her.

“You love him because he is my brother but your life has always revolved around me,” Alicent pointed out and you felt your cheeks heating up.

“You… You knew?” You only asked.

“I was blind to choose Rhaenyra because she was never for me to reach. She was The Princess and you were equal to me, so devoted. Blindly, very often. I took you for a fool and only after losing you, I realised. When you were sent to Oldtown, I suddenly understood that my only friend had left my side,” Alicent explained. “My only friend and the only person who has ever… Who has ever loved me – except for my mother.”

“Gwayne loves you, too,” you pointed out.

“Does he? He took you away from me,” Alicent’s jaw clenched and your eyes widened. She was not being rational but you knew why – she was scared of losing you again. In fact, she was determined to make you stay by her side.

“You will not let me leave, will you?” You whispered.

Alicent opened her mouth to say something but then her face softened and she stood up rapidly to walk away.

“I am sorry… I do not wish to… Act like this… I do not recognise myself,” she admitted with her voice full of shame. She raised her hands up to her mouth as she nervously bit on the soft skin around her fingernails.

You didn’t answer because you were too lost in your own thoughts. Was she right again? About you loving Gwayne only because he was her brother? You had never thought about it before. It would mean your whole marriage was a lie, an illusion – or rather a delusion.

“When I’m with him, I don’t imagine you,” you stood up as well when the realisation hit you. “But when I’m with you, he doesn’t exist to me. It’s as if there were two of me.”

“I do not understand,” Alicent shook her head. “To me, there is only you,” she confessed and laid her eyes on you.

You didn’t know what to answer. You swallowed a lump in your throat instead.

“I am flawed, poisoned…” Alicent continued. “I can only feel this way towards other women. I felt this way towards Rhaenyra until a certain moment and then… Then my whole life was about you. I have spent hours inside this Sept, trying to pray this away,” Alicent’s silent tears streamed down her cheeks.

“I do not have such a conflict. I can love both men and women,” you told her. “I can love you and I can love Gwayne…”

“I do not wish to share you!” Alicent interrupted you and then she hid her face in her hand as she sobbed.

“Women are not their own property. I am not the one to decide if I can be shared,” you answered diplomatically.

You felt sorry for her but you also felt sorry for Gwayne that he was being betrayed behind his back by his own wife and sister – two women he loved the most except for his daughters. He would die for you both, he would kill to protect you or to defend your honours – even though none of you had an honour anymore. He was the real victim here.

But one more look at Alicent’s sad eyes was enough to break you again. You approached her to cup her face and kiss her softly. She protested in the beginning since you were inside The Sept but you didn’t give a fuck about it anymore – you would go to Seven Hells anyway.

“I shall not leave you,” you promised her.

When you came back to your chambers, Gwayne was dressing up in front of the mirror. He raised an eyebrow at you entering the room.

“Where have you been?” He asked.

“In The Sept to pray,” you answered truthfully.

“Has my sister turned you into a devout like her already?” He chuckled.

“She has a great influence on me,” you nodded and walked up to him to kiss his cheek.

“You even smell like her,” he said and your heart skipped a beat.

“I am fond of her scented oils and she allows me to use them,” you answered.

“It feels weird when I’m fucking you, I have to admit,” Gwayne chuckled awkwardly and so did you.

“You shall fuck me more then,” you pointed out quietly.

“Even more, Lady Wife?” He shook his head with another chuckle.

“Until her scent is gone,” you explained and looked out of the window.

Gwayne did not say anything to this but his smile disappeared. From the corner of your eye you saw his reflection in the mirror and you realised that he had finally understood what was going on behind his back.

After a while, which felt like forever, he cleared his throat:

“It is a putrid place indeed.”

“You must take me far away from here,” you turned around to grab his arm and your heart broke when you felt him flinch a little. “You must save my soul and take me home,” you pleaded despite the promise you had given to Alicent earlier but that promise had not been given sober. You had been intoxicated with her.

“You must come back home yourself, my love,” Gwayne smiled sadly at you and caressed your hair gently, “for I do not wish to force anything upon you. You are always kind enough to remind me that you are not my property, aren't you? And I agree,” he nodded, “this decision is for you to make.”

And you didn’t know what to say or do because there was no decision that felt right and no decision that didn’t feel wrong either. Gwayne was your duty and your sacrifice and Alicent was a self-indulgent sin but you loved them both so much that you cursed the whole Hightower bloodline for existing because your life would be so much easier without them.

You knew what Gwayne was expecting of you – he expected you to choose your duty because – just like his sister – he was all about honour and decency. But you didn’t want your husband to feel as if you were choosing him only because of your marriage vows – you wanted him to know that you cared for him, too, even though he wouldn’t believe you now.

But there was only one choice for you anyway, wasn’t it? You couldn’t just stay with Alicent and pretend that it was the right thing to do. You couldn’t abandon your family and your duties for her and she had to understand it.

You looked deep into Gwayne’s eyes and your own filled with tears at the sight of all the pain and sadness in his. You dropped your hand down from his arm to intertwine your fingers with his.

“I do not think of myself as flawed or poisoned for feeling the way I feel,” you explained to him. “But I do not wish for my nature to spoil our union. If anybody can save me, it would be you,” you whispered. A plea. A desperate cry for help. “I am a mother, I am a wife, I am Lady Hightower and my home is in Oldtown.”

Your heart, however, would forever be divided; torn and bleeding. The deep, burning hole was forever to stay there for one reason or another.

MASTERLIST

[rayroseu]

GUYS ITS BEEN GOOD BEING A MALLEUS SIMP😔😔😔BUT HIS MOM IS WHAT IM ENAMOURED NOW- IM ENTIRELY DEVOTED TO HER NO ITS NOT A PROBLEM THAT SHE'LL PROBABLY STRIKE ME WITH LIGHTNING THATS WHAT I WANT TOO MADAME MELEANOR DRACONIA ONE CHANCE IS ALL IM ASKING 😫🙏✨✨✨✨

HER STANCE IS SO MAGNIFYING IF THIS IS ONLY THE BRIAR VALLEY'S *PRINCESS* THEN WHEWW HOW CAN THEY EVER TOP THIS WOMAN'S DESIGN AND CHARACTER FOR MALEFICIA???? 😭

MY SANITY IS GOING TO BE ON THE BREAKING POINT IF THEY REVEAL MALEFICIA AS WELL

DIASOMNIA STANS REALLY HAD THEIR LAST SUPPER WITH MELEANOR CUNT SERVE 🥹🥹🥹

NO WONDER WE DIDNT GET OUR BRIAR VALLEY EVENT YET... THE INSANITY OF BISEXUAL PANIC IF WE HAD TO BE IN THE SAME PLACE AS MALLEUS, MELEANOR, AND MALEFICIA IN KNE FREAKING CASTLE WOULD ASCEND ME TO THE HIGHER DIMENSIONS😭😭👍👍👍✨✨

theory: OKAY for realsies, if Crowley is Levan, and he's trying to get overblots to revive her VERY *VERY** UNDERSTANDABLE, I WILL TOO. 👍👍👍✨‼️‼️

WHY DOES PESKY TEENAGERS GET TO LIVE AND BE THE HEADACHE OF MY JOB AS THE PRINCIPAL WHEN I CAN JUST USE THEM TO REVIVE MY SO MUCH BETTER SO MUCH ELEGANT SO MUCH PERFECT SO MUCH BEAUTIFUL AND GORGEOUS AND DECEASED WIFE???

GET YOUR PRIORITIES RIGHT.

DO YOU GUYS SEE THOSE ACCESSORIES?? PURE SILVER??? AND SHE WEARS THAT DAILY WITH HEELS!!! 😭😭😭💚💚💚💚💚 I CANT I CANT IM SO GAY FOR HER WUXUQOUCKQOC

My favourite detail is her skirt and MY GOD THOSE SHOULDER PADS 💚✨💚✨✨💚✨💚 YANA TOBOSO WENT GOD MODE IN DESIGNING HER 😭😭✨✨ I AM SO GRATEFUL

NO FOR REALL IK SO JEALOUS OF THE SILVER OWLS THEY GET TO DIE BY THE HANDS OF THIS WOMAN AND I *DIDNT* ‼️‼️😩😩🥹🥹💥💥

WHY CANT SHE BE PLAYABLE💥😭😭‼️‼️‼️‼️ WHAT THE FUCKKK ROLLO GOT AN SSR WHILE THIS GODDESS PROBABLY WILL NOT???? CRIME!!! BLASPHEMOUS!!! A VIOLATION!!!!

I WANT HER BANNER I'LL SAVE 10K GEMS FOT THIS WOMAN I AM NOT JOKING 😭💥 I'LL SACRIFICE EVERYTHING TO INVITE HER TO MY RICKETY GUEST ROOM

I KNOW HER BANNER WOULD DO NUMBERSSSSSSS IN GACHA PROFITS PLEAS ELET US HAVE HER DISNEY I WANT HER TO OBLITERATE MY ENEMIES DRAGONNESS STYLE AS SHE CACKLES AT HOW PATHETIC HUMANS ARE IN COMPARED TO HER STRENGTH

I FEEL LIKE ROOK ALWAYS YAPPING ABOUT HOW GLAMOROUS VIL IS BUT THIS TIME IM CORRECT BECAUSE MELEANOR DRACONIA IS THE MOST GLAMOROUS AND BEAUTIFUL OF ALL IN TWISTED WONDERLAND ‼️‼️‼️‼️

(source)

[jenyifer]

Last Twilight Ep 2 initial reaction

Gonna go in random order as thoughts come in so be warned

First Mhok is best boy. He’s going to have to do something really awful for me to stop loving him. The way he burst in to check on Day after the encounter with Night’s friends was so raw and emotional. Then he went to go experience what Day goes through to really apologize. He didn’t know if he’d ever see day again but he wanted to learn because Mhok cares and has learned from Day so much 😩😩 god I love them

Side note on that scene so Night has lots of friends but hasn’t told them about Day? His accident isn’t recent. I think it just shows how broken disconnect the family was pre Day’s accident. They don’t know how to be in eachothers lives. Night seems like typically he doesn’t spend time at home. Which I don’t blame him since everything is about Day all the time. Might still be too leinent on him because I love Mark so grain of salt

Second every wide screen shot is so rare in this show I take screen shots every time idk something about how it’s shot feels like we are in Mhok and Day’s bubble. Getting to see the two of them in the wide almost feels wrong. But each one is so pretty and freeing. Like both of their worlds open up each time idk I think it’s neat.

Day and his mentor/friend are very sweet together I’m glad there is another blind person being shown making his way about. Living his life. I know it’s not the same but I’ve helped other people before with similar issues to me and it really helps with your own struggles. Seeing how someone else lives their life and offering them advice to have a better experience makes you feel less alone. He seemed to like Mhok so big plus

Day regretting Mhok being gone hurts me so badly. Every time I listen or hear the little Prince I’m going to think about Day. And how much he grew to love Mhok’s presence because Mhok tries. Yes he goes over board but he keeps inching closer and closer. He doesn’t give up which is what Day needs. Look how precious he is

I know this isn’t a kiss but Day and Mhok at the fish tank talking about little Day and big Mhok felt like kissing. It was so intimate I was blushing. Maybe it’s just me but they are just so in love 💕💕

Final silly thing:

This hallway just makes everyone look hot as hell. Or is it just I’m a simp for these two. Idk draw your own conclusions but look at them.

Bisexual longing

💖💜💙

[bitter-sweet-coffee]

shadamy for ask game? :) maybe sonamyshad as well 👉👈

i can do both!!!

shadamy

- amy was the one to deeply connect with shadow during his first existential crisis in sa2 and was also the only one to ever see him cry/be emotionally vulnerable

- when she hugs him by accident he doesn’t throw her off he just awkwardly stands there. keep in mind this was probably the first hug he got since maria (if she even hugged him, for all we know this was his first act of affection since we don’t have canon proof of maria hugging him)

- pink and black aesthetic

- since she doesn’t view him as her hero like sonic is, amy is less likely to be reduced to a damsel in the dynamic (i want to note that i do not view sonamy this way nor think it should be written this way bur y’know, fanon tropes). amy is strong!!! so is shadow!!! they’re a power couple!!!

- shadow can spindash as amy bats him into something with her hammer

- amy is naturally empathetic and can read shadow and understand how he feels without requiring too much work from him. she’s emotionally intelligent and therefore shadow will never feel pressured into talking about trauma or his mind. if he does want to share though, we know that amy is smart enough to help him do this, as she shares the same empathy and kindness as maria

- in shth (iirc i haven’t played it in a while) if you do amy’s mission you can’t do rouge’s and vice versa. do with this what you will about choosing the most important feminine influence in his life (no shade to rouge! i’m just sayin 😩)

- shadow has been asleep for 50 years so he’s extremely unadjusted, which makes him young at heart while still being ageless and mature via programming and trauma. therefore, him and amy can experience a lot of new things together!

- amy can learn to be stronger and independent while shadow can learn to be more expressive

- they both have relative anger issues and can go to a scrapyard and beat the shit out of stuff together

- boom shadamy 🥴 amy renovating shadow’s cave and/or moving her gremlin boyfriend out of his gross hole and teaching him how to use furniture

- oh also he’d help her with the ikea furniture so it doesn’t suck

sonshadamy

- all the reasons above BUT you also get sonadow and sonamy so the two ship sides can stop fighting each other

- bisexuality is really awesome

- i already said this but YOU DONT NEED TO WRITE A SINGLE CHARACTER OUT OF A DYNAMIC JUST TO GET A MONOGAMOUS SHIP ITS EPIC

- sonic and shadow can do their own thing and can also alternate dates with amy because they both like alone time and this won’t strain the polycule by having amy left alone or the boys socially drained

- amy can hit a spindashing sonic AND shadow with her hammer

- once again, imagine this in boom. sonic and shadow trying to kill each other and/or makeout but being forced to act civil for amy knowing damn well she’ll kick their asses for ruining dinner and turning into feral beasts

[1004tyun-archive]

missing my darling so much 🥺🩷 i hope you’re sleeping well though 🥺 i hope you felt better after your stretches… idk what happened just now but my right shoulder started hurting so i must’ve moved it weirdly ><

i don’t know if you can tell what i was trying to go for~ 👉👈🩷 but yes this is a moodboard specifically for you my love~

my breakfast was so freeing @3@ ICE CREAM!!!!! strawberry, pistachio, and cookie dough!! EEEEEEEE and now i’m thinking how i’m gonna have to wait for thursday to get ice cream again for breakfast… i’m not crying… you are >3< 🩷🩷 my breakout has improved already!!

today is busy as expected but i’ll always make time to focus on you my lady 🥺🥺🩷 i love you so much~ i’m so glad that you’re here with me 🥺🥺🩷 that you pay attention to me 🥺 i love you so much and i wanna be there for you always 🥺🥺 i wanna share bubble teas and ice cream together ;3; actually there’s so many places i’ve always wanted to try and maybe we could try together >3< 🩷🩷 i know i’m talking about food so much ;_;

what i want even more is to lay in bed, with you and your arms are wrapped around me while i am the little spoon hehe 🥺🥺🩷 i want that so badly my love 🥺🥺 i hope we get to talk again soon!! but please always take care and rest 🥺🥺🩷 i love you mommy~

missing my baby even more 🥺🥺🩵🩵 i slept so well! i held my soft blanket while thinking of you 🥺

i hope your arm feels better soon my love :( please try to take it easy!

oh gosh you know how terrible i am at guessing 😭😭😭 my first thought was the bisexual flag djshsjsh idk why my brain cells disappear whenever it’s time for me guess anything 😭😭

ooooo ice cream~ 😩😩😩 you had such yummy flavors too >< nooo you have to wait so long to have ice cream again 🥺🥺 </3 you’re doing so well though baby!! glad to hear your breakouts have started clearing up 🥺🩵 btw i ended up buying two pints of ben & jerry’s while i was shaking my ass to tinnitus yesterday lol i got milk and cookies of course 🤭 and peanut butter cup to make up for the travesty that was those reese’s ice cream sandwiches 😒

i’m gonna cry you’re seriously the sweetest ever :(( thank you for making time for me my love 🥺🩵 you make me feel so loved i always wanna be there for you too my love 🥺🥺🩵 ooh that reminds me of that cookies and cream boba you for that one time~ i would’ve loved to share that with you my dear since you said it was too much for one person to handle 🥺 don’t apologize, food is a great way to bond there are so many things i want to try with you my love~ 🥺🥺

aaajhahshshs 🥺🥺🥺 i want that more than anything right now my dear having you in my arms is a mighty need, i should be holding you right now :(( i’ll take good care of myself and you should too!! 🥺 take care baby i love you so so much 🥺🩵

[lokittystuckinatree]

Ok so I did a rewatch thread for ATLA a few years ago, and I’m doing it again for the LCU: Loki Cinematic Universe

Thor:

Forgot Thor dropped out of the Sky in New Mexico of all places lmao. Darcy my beloved.

This movie is making me emotional like a minute in. They haven’t even introduced Lokes yet don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry

really gives Star Wars x Lord of the rings energy huh

YEA THOR AND LOKI. Loki’s child casting is ridiculously impeccable though…same nose, facial expressions, we sure this kid ain’t Tom’s?

POOR SWEET SUMMER CHILD LOKI YOU HAVE NO IDEA

When I saw Sif I made this face. 😏 Wow the way they delayed Adult! Loki reveal for dramatic effect. And when I saw him I made this face 😩 and giggled like a schoolgirl. Hnnng I can’t handle Sifki in the same frame they’re too fine. Ok shut up simp.

ZOOM IN ON FRIGGA AT “FIRSTBORN” Obviously they just wanted to show his mom, and they may not have known Hela would be Odin’s daughter when making Thor, but fuck it is funny in hindsight.

ZOOM IN ON LOKI AT SELFISH AMBITION been there Lokes I get ya. They look….so damn good in silver, can we have Loki in Silver again?

Young Thor has anger issues, I forgot how hotheaded he was. wow he’s come a long way…or is that the inconsistent writing…

Loki: judges you in bisexual. Also Loki: don’t be suspicious don’t be suspicious

I forgot about Hogun I feel bad

Don’t go to Jotunheim that will start Loki’s villain arc and spiral into the entire infinity saga

Heimdall told Loki he wasn’t dressed warm enough the foreshadowing. WHEN BIFROST ACTIVATED TO GO TO JOTUNHEIM LOKI GOT ZAPPED FIRST. Where are the frost giants? *camera pans to Loki* there is SO much foreshadowing in this scene, also to Loki being a backstabbing little bitchsicle

Loki’s personality and character voice has been the same for 12 years stop complaining antis. Also thank Tom for that!

Loki should have played off “run back home, little princess” as Laufey referring to them, not Thor. Maybe chaos wouldn’t ensue. Thor you are a rambunctious irresponsible nightmare. You make Loki look cool and calculated, which they are, unless they’re having a psychotic break. Loki really would be and was a better ruler.

FIRST LOKI KNIFE THROW

While that scene is heartbreaking, Loki and the frost giant looking at each other in confusion will never not be funny

Loki saved Fandral awwww I ship it

I like this Thor better. He got too goofy and himbo later. He’s a golden retriever, but a jumpy, bitey golden retriever that tries to pick up sticks that are too big and get it into danger.

Loki was so scared this whole movie. His face is just…filled with dread half the time poor kitten

The love of Thor’s life during Thor: doing fancy science experiments, hanging with her friends, living her best nerd life. The love of Loki’s life during Thor: watches people die gruesome deaths, chokes on ash from supervolcano, narrowly avoids getting sucked into black hole, nearly drowns in mega tsunami, almost gets incinerated by nuke.

Until Sylvie, only Darcy could match Loki’s sheer level of chaos gremlin

Stop punching for 3 seconds Thor or I swear to god I’m gonna punch my television

“Thor is reckless and dangerous” you’re one to talk, Loki

The way Sif says Loki’s name, the way she reaches out to him first, as if she knows her sway on him…hmmm. Fandral jumping to defend Loki as if he himself has been offended….hmmmm.

“Am I cursed” thank you I will be crying though the whole scene. The way he tries to stay collected and just loses his shit…(I actually did cry and had to cut myself a slice of cake)

“Why do you twist my words” he has BPD Odin, that’s your fault

Thor: ANOTHER. Jane: no smashing, unless you’re smashing me

There is such a marked difference in how Loki acts after finding out he’s Jotun, down to the shaky way Tom delivers his lines. Loki is trying to put on this mask of grandeur and poise, when he’s so clearly…broken. How do I reach through the screen and tell him I love him? Loki is king, what he’s wanted forever, and he can’t even enjoy it. He is absolutely devastated. FuCK. But also, he’s having cynical fun with it. He’s had a terrible day, he’s done with everyone’s bullshit, and he’s decided to do whatever he fucking wants

He’s decided to become what everyone wanted from him…He found out he’s Jotun, and he wants to purge that from history and become someone he could never be…

He and Sif soooooo obviously have history, like how did I miss this? There also may be a bit of subtext with Fandral… Loki my Bi king

Also they are so androgynously beautiful this movie, Loki my genderfluid queen

Loki on earth: I will intentionally attract attention by being sexy. Thor on earth: I will unintentionally attract attention by acting like an alien, which I am

Loki’s only real friend is his mother. Unfortunately, I relate.

Jane and Thor are a better fit than I remember. They’re both impulsive, adventurous, but she mellows him out and is his voice of reason. He brings her out of her shell, keeps her life exciting.

Sup Clint

Thor is kinda cute, but too manly for me. My type is tomboys and femboys and everything in between.

I feel like Loki, yelling at Thor through the tv to calm the fuck down and stop hitting people and just sit his ass down and make a fucking plan. Thor and his hammer I swear to god. Maybe if you calmed tf down, you’d be worthy again, you hotheaded arrogant fool

Cinematography popping offfff

Loki: Father is dead. Me: YOU LYING SACK OF ✨beauty✨ *tries to be angry at Loki, literally drools instead* Loki: you are still banished. Me: you little shit! (affectionate). I hate you so much (sexually frustrated)

Loki and Mjolnir. The way he was frustrated, then angry, then heartbroken, but never hopeful. He knew he was never gonna pick that hammer up, but he still tried and failed. He looked like he was gonna yell, then looked like he was gonna cry…baby baby nooo

I’m really just Loki lite. Or Loki is me on a really bad day. Like when it’s 4:am and I’m considering murdering my grandmother. I’ll be like…jeez, am I really that much like Loki? He does some really fucked up stuff. Then I realize that if I was in the same situation, I would do the exact same thing. Psychologically, we are nearly identical. I also have the same gender, sexuality, skin, hair and eye color. I may be a variant, send help.

Marry me Lady Sif

Not Loki showing empathy…no one tell that corner of the fandom that idolizes his worst self and thinks he’s nothing but a cold hearted self obsessed psychopath. Did anyone really think that Robot punch was gonna kill Thor? The hulk hits harder than that. Loki was going easy on him. He does care, somewhere deep in his whole…mess. He never truly wanted to kill Thor, he just thought he did. I don’t think he could have gone through with it either. If he did, killing Thor might have killed him too. Look up splitting in bpd, and you’ll get it.

The plot of this movie is just: Loki has a breakdown

Ok I’m tearing up again at 4:40 am in the morning because sad popsicle just wants to feel loved…but he’s already loved…they just can’t believe anyone would love them for who they are… so he self sabotages bc deep down…they don’t feel worthy of the love they desperately crave *has a breakdown myself*

Loki is just me when I have a borderline personality disorder rage episode, provoke people by saying hurtful shit, and wanna jump off a bridge afterwards ngl

If you destroy the bridge you’ll never see her again…Loki trying to manipulate Thor, or Loki being a hopeless romantic and caring…a bit of both.

Loki’s su!c!de attempt genuinely made me cry, especially because I know he survives actual physical and psychological torture afterwards, and does things that likely haunt him forever. I wish I could tell him that a few years down the line, he will know his family and everyone in Asgard pitied him, loved him, mourned him, and in another timeline he will meet someone who will make him feel understood and validated and seen the way he thought impossible. It’s also making me worry about Sylvie attempting the same next season because…Loki and Sylvie are cut from the same cloth and as they said, they truly have been where she is now and felt what she feels.

End credit scene…I see you Lokes

[sinsandsweetness]

Hey! I want to get this off my chest cause idk who to talk to about this. This girl who I’ve known since kindergarten, I’ve had a crush on her for a very very long time. We recently reconnected since I had her number and we started texting regularly back in July. We’ve met up about twice now and goddamn, she’s so fucking beautiful. She’s still so beautiful after not seeing her for so long. Those feelings came back and I think I maybe in love with her? Idk, I’ve never been in love or I’m this situation. I think about her all the time, but I’m not even sure if she likes girls tbh. :( I’m too shy to even ask. Idk how to even ask or get to that topic, especially when I’ve just come to terms with my own bisexuality. 😩

I’m really shy myself and think I would have just as hard of a time as I’m sure you are.

I guess If I were you, I would try and figure out if she ever flirts with you. If it ever seems like she’s extra friendly, complimenting you, or touching you in a way that maybe hints to more than friends. And also maybe start doing those things back. Flirt with her. Brush up against her. Try to subtly feel out the situation.

I think you’ll know if she likes you. You’ll just get a feeling. There will be a tension between you. And if you decide to tell her you like her, the worst case scenario is that she says she’s not interested in you like that.

I wish I could be of more help but girls tend to make me pretty nervous and I think I’d be a real mess if I was crushing on someone like that. Hopefully everything works out for you my love💗

[sumeragisakura]

So I finished all the new episodes and gave it a night to simmer on it. Like many of you, I was underwhelmed overall, and have listed my grievances below!

Scroll past or block the tag cour2 if you want to avoid spoilers:

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- Rosicky's motivation for wanting to kill Little Aurora independent of Oroborous was weak 🫤 explain to me again how assassinating the woman who helped NEXT be more accepted in society avenges your friends, because I'm not seeing it. Your basic NEXT friends would all be in internment camps right now if they were still alive. Thanks pal, way to avenge 👍

- All that fan service between Antonio and Ivan leading up to the big NO HOMO 😮‍💨 Listen, I get it, I've seen enough anime to know a mainstream show will never EVER canonize a gay couple if they possibly avoid it. But there were ZERO interactions between Antonio and Agnes leading up to that little confession. Seemed wildly out of place based on what we were shown.

- Similar to my point above, all Kotetsu and Barnaby get at the end is a fist bump?? Not even a hug guys, seriously?? 😢😮‍💨 You can gaslight us all you like, but Kotetsu and Barnaby have seen so many romantic sunsets together we know what's up, and the fic writers/fan artists will fix it for you. Damn your plausible deniability anyway!

- WHY did they end Lunatic's arc like that 😭 Talk about wasted potential! It's like the writers didn't really know what to do with him from the start of T&B 2. Don't overthink it, his name is Lunatic ffs! Let him be a Lunatic 😩

- Kotetsu's loss of power arc was way too rushed. I'm supposed to think because he heard Lunatic's warning about Mr. Legend combined with the fact that he's been losing power for a while means he's totally mentally prepared for a sudden and complete loss of all his powers?? How can he possibly know mid-battle that it's totally gone forever? There should have been whole episodes about this.

- Kaede's role 🥱 During the first T&B she was an integral part of the grand finale! This time she's simply a reminder that all basic NEXT are in internment camps. Maybe that's more believable for her, since she's still a child, but couldn't she have done something more interesting?

- Mattia 🙄 Fuck that guy, am I right? Ok seriously, to break down my dislike... It feels like he's there, specifically, to give an obviously gay Barnaby a love interest. They spent some time on his character design, made him a nice guy, and had Barnaby make time to have dinner with him when he and Kotetsu supposedly never can. But why, when we have a clearly bisexual Kotetsu and plenty of chemistry between them already? And don't give me the whole, Kotetsu is loyal forever to Tomoe. Of course Kotetsu still loves Tomoe! Does that mean he has to be celibate the whole rest of his life, to prove his loyalty?? No. He can, and should, move on.

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Ok, there were a couple more minor points, but I'll wrap it up there.

I'm glad we got more episodes, but like with so many franchises, be it TV, movie, anime, whatever, it feels like some of what made the original special was missing from season 2. We all know what that means...

Time to move on to AO3!

[borathae]

yn and baby boy are so sweet 😭🥺😭🥺 my babies 🥹 finally a chapter dedicated to them and their relationship and fck tae!!!!

so jk is pansexual? not attracted to gender but to person, right? I think jungkook's discussion with yn is very valid: many bisexuals have a relationship with the opposite sex but that doesn't mean they stop being bisexual. Unfortunately there is not enough knowledge about how our sexuality works... schools should start organizing courses on sexuality, gender etc... it's 2023 we can't continue living in taboo

“...it's because I imagine your face instead.” crying so hard my baby boy 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

jungkook's kindness and care towards mc is so sweet but one thing i can't get out of my mind is the vision of dom!yn commanding jungkook to worship her by kissing her feet and sub!jk would do it without hesitation because he adores her in every way. They need to fuck. HARD. Listen a long time ago I saw a porn video on twitter it was a threesome: two men and a woman. The peculiarity of this video was that the man was fucking the woman and the other man was behind him fucking him... a sort of chain. Now imagine something like this between yn, yoongi and baby boy: Jungkook fucks yn and yoongi fucks jk at the same time (all this to prevent baby boy from losing control and killing our queen) but imagine how sexy and hot it must be. Imagine an unbothered yn getting fucked and the men behind her dying from the smell of her and the arousal of having her 🫣🫣🫣

now let's talk about serious things..... why is yn still alive? Sibi my love what are you planning?!?! 😩😩😩

Now that Jungkook had that conversation with her and he feels reassured that how he feels is valid, he is most comfortable in being called bi so yes MV!Kookie is bi! I love that for him so much!! 💜

ALSO TO YOUR THREESOME IDEA KEEP IT IN MIND FOR THE NEAR FUTURE :-) that's all I can tell you 🤪🤪🤪

I AM PLANNING CHAOS hahahahah 🤐

[kithtaehyung]

I just know OC and 3tanYoongi is one fine ass couple haha

I can practically see it. They put the bisexuals in a frenzy. They're so hot to the point where you just don't know what to do with yourself. A true "Bisexual Panic" moment 😩😭

Shit...... I would want them both too 😈💀

The power that they hold. I feel like the energy surrounding them would be very magnetic and captivating and there's always this underlying intensity between them that you can just feel if you were to be in the same room with them.

They're so attractive lmao

FUUUUUUU YOU KNOW IT‼️ Like I literally don’t know who I would rather be, Yoongi or Reader💀And I’m pretty sure people have said the same!! Both is right😩 Both of them are their own people—they’re just stronger together oh sheesh!

Side note: I adore how even though reader has no stated physical attributes, the energy surrounding them is literally enough. We all acknowledge this. WHICH IS THE POINT YOONGI IS MAKING YALL😤 like confidence is It and if you can hone that? Limitless in what you can be.

[kfanopinions]

His, siiis! I send you my answer anonymous in cade someone get offended

For me, I think that ships are normal for fandoms, especially for kpop fans, something I've read a lot is that "It's better for them to have relationships with each other than other people" and I feel that it is a very toxic thought, if at all. Are you really a fan? Shouldn't you be happy because your idol is happy? I'm fine with ships where they don't involve +18 things, because at least I know people who consider their idols to have such a beautiful friendship that they don't consider that someone other than the other person in the ship can know them and treat them better, so I think it's not something bad, however, I also don't like the idea that they assume someone's sexuality because you don't know how the other person feels, of course, being a public figure they must be used to that kind of comments, making it uncomfortable but "bearable"? , but already, the comments +18 do make me uncomfortable and something that should not be mentioned because they are messing so much with the integrity, friendship, and sexuality of the idol.

Hope you are doing well! 💗, love you 🫂

i’m going to put this under a read more lol

omg…i hate that reasoning so much. why some fans find it more tolerable that their fav idols be in a relationship with each other than someone else is beyond me. i adore v of bts but if it’s true he’s dating jennie then i wish them a happy relationship. idc if they’re dating or if they get married. the only thing i care about like mentioned is their happiness. also jennie is my 2nd fav lisa being my fav so if taennie is real…. yay 😃🥰

thank you for saying about an idols sexuality. we as fans don’t know at all. this is why i don’t say ‘they’d want a girl who is…’ because how do i know? the one someone could be asking me about could be gay or bisexual or asexual 🤷🏽‍♀️ we just don’t know.

while most idols i don’t believe give a rats ass about the ships (you know part of the job description and if they’re okay they play that role well) there could be some that DO have a problem with it. if the idols are participating and show clear signs of not really caring that’s good they can have fun with their fans as long as both sides realize that it’s just all fun and games and not get their wires crossed. when i think about nct ships that seem to have fun it’s renhyuk and yumark. i want to say markhyuk but mark has shown clear signs that he does have boundaries lol sorry haechan 😂

i also wonder and this is through the words of my mom (which i never thought about till she said it) but i wonder if fans realize they are inadvertently obsessing (i wanted to say f*tishizing) over male x male relationships. i see this in both male kpop groups and with the anime community as well. ppl drawing pictures, writing stories about male characters and real life people acting in a sexual nature with each other. while i myself take part in fan fiction i don’t write bxb stuff at all. because that could really make someone super uncomfortable depending on their own personal beliefs. (but there was this one baekyeol story i read YEARS AGO that had me crying it was soooooo good!!!! 😭😭😭😭 don’t ask what it was called cuz i tried to hunt that story down but i think the person removed it 😩 it was soooo good….)

i see most of this behavior on twitter and not on tumblr. on tumblr it’s fans “claiming” an idol is theirs. though it’s for fun their words are still 😬😳😬😳 like if i were an idol i’d be scared of a few of them lol 😂 maybe i just end up on the perverse side of twitter and tumblr somehow 🤷🏽‍♀️😅 it is funny to read some of it🤣

but yeah i’m sure no one here would have been offended by your words sis but thanks for responding 🫂🥰

believe it or not i got sick again 😜 so i was taking it easy for a while. still not at 100% yet hope you’re doing well 🩵🩵🩵 love ya too 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

[heeliopheelia]

Carly, I am DEAD AFTER THAT HEESEUNG SMUT. MAAM YOU CANNOT WRITE THAT GREAT AND EXPECT ME TO NOT BE STABBED IN THE UTERUS. God damnit, where do I buy a Heeseung. I desperately need him in my life. I kinda imagined purple haired Heeseung with this and then I just got to thinking about pulling that sexy ass fuck hair and then I kinda died inside. But now that I have a girlfriend, I feel like my delusions lowered down a bit (the greatest lie I have ever told ladies and gentlemen).

Anyway I actually kinda wanted to thank you too cause I feel like comfortable with my sharing my sexuality on this website cause the people I grew up with weren't as accepting. And reading fanfiction for both men and women really fulfilled my Bisexual ass and I really want to thank writers like you who genuinely write with so much love and care and make the lives of people like me better. Anyway sending you lots of love today (and I hope you're spending time with your boyfie 😉)

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AND WHAT IF I TOLD YOU A CRIED A LITTLE WHILE READING THIS, BABE 🤧😭

First of all, AAAAAGH I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT 🙆🩷 Bestie, I don't think people like us will ever be able to escape the delusion 😩

And most importantly, my heart literally SWELLED bcs all I ever wanted is to make you guys feel comfortable with me, so to know that you actually do just makes me so happy 😭 And I'm so sorry that not everyone wasn't this understanding about it. I actually have a bisexual best friend so I kinda have an insight on how hard this can be 🤧😭 SO IF I COULD I WOULD LITERALLY DROWN YOU WITH MY HUGS 🫂🫂

And yeahhh, we're going to see Barbie tonight!! We went to the mall yesterday and I lowkey forced him to buy a pink hoodie and omg he looks so good!! (ik that deep down he loves it too, he just makes it a rule to whine like a lil bitch ^^)

Btw idk if that's weird bcs I'm like straight but i lowkey LOVE reading fanfics with my favorite anime girlies 🤠 It's just so fun??

[writers-ex]

how are youu??? i'm at the last weeks of this term so its been deadlines on deadlines 😩

and hnghhh now! i said no links but i cant help it that playing badminton while stuck in intense traffic in the express way is such a 2shin thing to do 😭😭😭😭 or ryujin dragging chaeryeong into it lmaooo

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cq4h9F_Ojil/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

also also the vibiest performance ever im thinking bouncing around the kitchen w ryujin while this song plays maybe while cooking and preparing stuff for a mini house partyyy

https://www.tumblr.com/ppop-rise/714300116490682368/lowkiimmy-joshcullens-they-finally-dropped-it

(the rap verse is so sweet too if it was translated 😞 there's a line somewhere that goes "I melt under your gaze, you make my day, oh yeah baby." and also "I won't look for anyone else, you're the most beautiful, you're the only one I want to be with, yeah you're the only one baby" I- 🤧)

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OOOOOOH i'd love to see a ff about that, a fluff of ryujin and chaer playing around betting the loser to pay for lunch

also that link- why do i simp for all three of them TwT like im a simple bisexual, i see good looking ppl i simp <3 and cooking with ryujin sounds sooooooo sweet we need more thoughts of the sudden back hugs when she wants to taste test smt or watching her cut up food with such a focused look on her face that you can't help but uwu and feel your heart swell with joy

also i'm just tired like this week is finals for us and im dying but here T_T HANG IN THERE BESTIES AND IM SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY

[marmolita]

I fell behind on my mag-a-day relisten because of spring break and passover and now it feels like I can't catch up 😩 but I know that's actually just in my head, I'll catch up once I'm back to the routine of kids at school, gym commute time, etc.

In any case I still feel like I'm in some kinda fandom lull, because I wanted to get super into TMA but it felt like the fandom itself generally isn't a good fit for me, personally? like the fic being written is largely not the category of fic I am interested in to the degree that I got annoyed reading it and basically stopped, and then I diluted my enjoyment by too many Q&A/behind the scenes things, and knowing too much about the actors makes the characters less real to me somehow, idk.

Anyway idk why this post is some kind of general fandom life update but here's what's going on lately:

smutswap deadline is today but I posted mine a while back so I'm good there

might pick up a pinch hit for it maybe? I'd like to write something again sometime

really what I need to do is read the book series a friend wrote that I'm 100% certain I will be obsessed with once I start them but I'm somehow mentally blocked from starting

I was rewatching The X Files for a while which was fun!

but then I got distracted by catching up on the seasons of Supernatural I never really watched and now I've been binge watching it

at one point I thought about writing some spn fic but then I realized it would really be a fic used to work out my own issues about being basically a closeted bisexual and I was like you know what, I think perhaps that level of projection plus spn might be a little too cringe even for me! so I didn't write it

my kids have this game called No Thank You Evil which is basically kids' D&D, and I ran a couple campaigns for them with it, and today my kid was like "I want to make up the story myself!" so she's running one for me and my other kid now! my knowledge of how to do any of this is extremely limited so we're all feeling our way around but in any case today we disabled a T-Rex robot and nearly got eaten by an ant. My character is a robot named Fifi with a companion robot dragon. (My other kid is a spy with her actual name with an invisible unicorn-pegasus as a companion! The one running the game is usually a kid named Lucky who has an invisible friend.)

[lonelier-version-of-you]

“After Fredrick, after Gaskell and then after Cameron” man they really did stack up on murderers for several years straight despite no one enjoying it. Fredrick ok that’s understandable if Americanised. Gaskell was ableist drama mongering that wasted a great actor and was afraid to go where it really wanted and needed to on multiple levels so stuck to superficial ooo scary crazy Frankenstein doctor crap. Cameron was totally inexcusable racist sexist duckers though and the straw that broke it all

They really did. 😩 The Fredrik storyline was very well done and I feel like it actually leaned into the fact that it was unrealistic and wouldn't happen - in-universe it was treated as a massive, shocking deal that nobody could have possibly expected and it was all over the news. You certainly can't say that for the next hospital shooting (the one when Jac left - and the fact that I feel the need to clarify that to jog people's memories it happened at all says a lot), and honestly you can't really say it of the current Casualty school shooting storyline either (I mean, sure, it's been treated as a shocking thing no one would expect, but only because Ollie and Rob were the shooters, not because there was a school shooting).

The Gaskell storyline aggravates me so much because it really could have been great if they'd actually just... addressed any of the stuff that needed addressing (John's background, whatever the fuck was going on with him and Henrik and Jac, Johnrik, etc.), and if they'd kept it at John taking the trial too far in a desperate attempt to save the daughter of someone important to him instead of throwing murder in there for no reason. If they'd kept it more similar to the Plastics Scandal than to the Fredrik storyline, it would've been fine.

Instead, we got needless sensationalism, the show reminding us "hey, psychotic people are scary and evil!" at the same time as having the fucking audacity to go around promoting how "aware of mental health" they were just because they happened to be doing a decent depression storyline with Sacha, and Henrik and John barely being allowed to even share scenes because the show was too scared of letting Henrik be recognised as bisexual. Oh, and don't forget the shoehorned "Roxanna never wanted David, it was Henrik she really loved!" stuff. :/ Just... ugh, fuck you Holby. There are only three reasons the Gaskell storyline had anything good or worthwhile in it at all: Paul McGann (who was trying his best to give John depth and complexity despite the awful scripts), Andy Bayliss (who was trying his best to give John depth and complexity when everyone else was just like "lol he's scary and crazy he doesn't need any personality beyond that"), and the Johnrik relationship (which was, somehow, incredibly complex and nuanced and fascinating despite the rest of the storyline being anything but).

Cameron... well, yeah, he killed the show. What is there to even be said about Cameron except for that? Holby fucking revolved around him for literally three entire years, and they kept bringing him up even after killing him off (the fact that the sixth-to-last ever episode of Holby still revolved around Cameron is just beyond words) - despite the fact that they pretended Gaskell never existed the minute his storyline was over, to the point of ignoring him, Henrik's original male love interest, during HENRIK'S COMING OUT STORYLINE. So many female characters (Chloe, Nicky, Skylar, I could go on) and male characters of colour (I miss you every day, Zav...) were sacrificed to Cameron, either being written out because of him or having all their storylines revolve around him. (It's still disgusting that Chloe's rape was nothing but a plot device to kickstart the serial killer Cameron story.) The Cameron storyline is very close to being the worst thing Holby ever did. The only reason it's not is because the Reyhan storyline, Jac's breakdown storyline, and the finale exist.

And all this just because they thought “hey, Group Animal was successful, obviously people want a million more murderous doctor storylines!!”. As though the reason Group Animal was successful was because it featured a doctor murdering people, when in fact it was so beloved because it was well-written, the storyline made sense and had been built up to, and the acting was brilliant.