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[delicehm]

EGG PARTY! ALL EGGS ARE INVITED!

[aemonds-wifey]

A lullaby

Summary : you catch A sweet moment between Aemond and your new born daughter

Your hand met with the lukewarm space on the sheet, as your fingers scrunched the fabric you opened your eyes. Aemond was missing. You raised yourself up, carefully moving yourself to the edge of the bed you slowly got out, delicately wrapping a night robe around your still tender and sore body. Your chambers were deadly silent, this frightened you.

You opened the bedchamber door and stood down the cold steps, your bare feet meeting the silky comfort of the rug beneath you feet. At that moment you heard a distant low humming mixed with words you did not fully understand , coming from the nursery .

Following the voice your eyes widened as you recognized the voice , you made your way to the nursery and stood looking in as the door was halfway open . Aemond stood there, you noticed his eye patch was on, yet he was cradling your newborn daughter , singing softly …in high Valyrian. You heard Visera coo as he sang a little more. Your hand clutched over your chest, in awe of what you were witnessing

Perzyro udrȳssi

Ezīmptos laehossi

Hārossa letagon

Aōt vāedan

(With words of flame

With clear eyes

To bind the three

To you I sing)

He was so attentive and gentle, Visera was not even an month old and Aemond was already so devoted.

You smiled gently as your fingers found the door and nudged it open. Aemonds head turned ever so slowly and he too beamed when he saw you standing there. He looked at Visera then back at you as he gently swayed her , before slowly placing her back down in her crib., he rested his hands on the wooden frame of the cradle …you wondered over and looped your arm with his, resting your shoulder on his.

“She’s perfect.” He whispered

You agreed with him, her labour was difficult and frightening but to have her here safely was worth it.

“Thank you…” he whispered quickly kissing the side of your forehead

You looked up at him “whatever for my love?” You asked

He cupped the side of your face gently “You have given me two beautiful children…at almost the great cost of your own life…and I have been foolish…” he couldn’t finish his words…Storms End still tormented him greatly

“I do not know what I would do…if you were taken from me…or our children…” his voice broke . Your heart twinged with sorrow at seeing him express his deepest fear, not falling from Vhagar or dying in battle. Loosing his family was his greatest trepidation- to admit to this vulnerability somehow made you feel more connected …as it was your fear too.

Your hand found it’s way to his neck met his jaw and you held him, delicately as you saw the distress and conflict in his eyes

“Nothing in this gritty world will separate me from you , nor our children from us…if Rhaenyra comes for us…we will be ready.” You said.

He glanced down at Visera “The thought of anything happening to my children-“ he closed his eye in fear, you leaned up and kissed him slowly but with reassurance.

When his eye opened he nodded once, you rested your head against his and smiled softly as his arms met around your back, holding you.

“I’ve known you for most of my life and have been your wife for only four years…yet I never knew how beautifully you sang.”

You felt his exhale against the top of your head “I like to keep some mystery from you.” He teased

“Nothing too mysterious I hope.” You said looking up at him.

He let go of you “I was …saving this surprise until the morn but…” he swiftly moved to a large cloth bag that was sat on the table next to where Visera slept. You watched him, curiously.

“Aemond what is it?”

He held the bag in front of you, slowly removing the cloth- you covered your hand to mask you gasp of awe. In his hands sat a tainted crimson dragon egg, with gold dust speckled across the scales

“Aemond it’s…” you were lost for words

“You like it?” He asked

“It’s beautiful …when did you….” You said not taking your eyes off the egg.

“Earlier today…I wanted to surprise you .” He said sweetly

You nodded “You already have…It is a majestic dragon egg. “ he held it out offering it

“I want you to place it in our daughters crib…”

Your eyes glowed wide in shock “Aemond…I….no you should do this for her…”

He shook his head taking a step closer “I was fortunate enough to gift Aelor his dragon egg…I want my wife , who I adore , to give Visera hers.”

You were speechless, utterly left in silence and Marvellous wonder at Aemonds request.

“Together?” You suggested

He relented , you took the egg and one of Aemonds hands lightly went against yours as you lay it down beside Visera’s Tiny feet. She gurgled slightly as you both watched her. Aemond put his arm around you slowly, smiling and when you turned to look at him - letting your lips meet , he then peppered small kisses on your nose

“I love you so much Aemond..” you breathed

“And I love you.” He smiled kissing you once more.

You both took another look at Visera before leaving her to rest with her egg, you both returned to your bedchamber and slept so peacefully no force on earth could shatter this perfect evening.

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[mistythedritten]

Fic Monday, on a Wednesday!

We meant to post this on Monday… but then stuff happened. Yeah. But here it is!

We have a 3rd author, however she hasn’t allowed people to add her as a co-author, so she’ll be added later

[whiteoutdoesart]

I became obsessed with the egg during april

so i made it

[charlie-is-fine]

Egg

[the-crimson]

I just had a thought and… what if bbh doesn’t die but he loses himself so fully that killing him is the only way to stop him/fix him?

The behavior we saw from him today was… harrowing to say the least. Today is the first time in the entire 10+ months of the qsmp that I thought the eggs were not safe in his presence.

There were many times where my breath caught in my chest and my thoughts raced “is he going to…?”

Switching to a paxle while looking at Dapper’s bed and wondering how he could get the hat. Criting Richas twice with his sword. Following Pomme with bow drawn for several seconds several times. Idk if it was just me or the fact that the eggs are immortal rn but it felt like he hit the eggs a lot more than usual during battle. He’s usually super cautious about the sweeping edge but there was so much friendly fire today…. And the fact that he repeatedly talked about killing Richas and how Richas needed to die for stealing his horse. Usually something like that would be like oh haha so silly but… it worries me.

It seems like his body degrades through the night and slowly heals during the day only to be destroyed during the night again. More and more of him is being eaten away by his wounds and we are seeing that now in his change in behavior. We were all thinking he was going to die but what if it’s a metaphorical death? What if bbh loses everything that makes him who he is? His love, his protectiveness, his compassion… what then?

It’s already happening.

His lack of care for Pomme’s trauma around explosions. His total disregard for her distress after the nuke creeper incident. Yesterday’s stream ended in a somewhat similar situation. Pomme was upset and dug herself a hole in the ground. Bbh eventually followed her down and sung her what he remembered of Sunshine.

Today. He stayed at the top and tossed her some toast, seemingly completely unaware or uncaring of why she was upset.

He lost the song. He can’t sing to them anymore because he’s losing his ability to care.

What happens when their dad is a walking shell of his former self? What happens when he smiles and laughs and strikes them with weapons and wonders why they are distressed? He knows he is dying but what happens if he loses himself instead? What happens when his children are forced to kill him themselves?

I don’t know.

I don’t know

[a-tear-in-space]

Happy 1 year to the egg lore finale, one of the best overall arcs in the dsmp

[mailb0xbunii]

some birthday cards for some tsmp egg babies ^_^)/

(ignore how awkward some of the birthday wishes are, i'm Shy and Bad with words)

[petrichormore]

The fact that q!BBH references Egglore I just-

I do think it’s super interesting to think about q!bbh’s character with the knowledge that his past life/past history with the eggpire is affecting his political stance and decision making. He’s terrified of having someone put into a powerful position where they have the potential of being puppeted in part because that’s what happened to him.

He’s willing to potentially kill candidates to prevent that type of corruption from even having a chance to occur because… well, maybe that’s what he had wanted someone to do to him. Maybe he’s looking at this situation and seeing something else. Maybe his anarchist stance, and his fear of a figurehead government is actually a fear of something else. Maybe he sees it as kindness, to kill the puppet and cut its strings before its master can force it to dance - can force it to suffer.

Maybe he wishes someone had been kind to him, once upon a time.

[lunarfeat21]

Jeez! What a dump!

Told you so.

Whatever, let's find this-

That’s peculiar...

Hmmmmm? What do you found here?

Ah, the book, I see... so, shall we begin?

[Start?]

[delicehm]

HEADCANON TIME!

There are plenty of divine figures and each of them has a vision of how the world must look like and mortals they want to succeed. There are many disagreements within godly community. Compramissions can't be made, but war of such powerful beings would demolish the whole universe and looking for new one would be tiresome. Instead, every group of divine figures in any universe have something, that looks like game. Such games have different names and rules, but always are about manipulating mortals to achieve their goals without direct interventions. They may look like game of chess, but they aren't even remotely similar.

Members of divine game in Dream SMP:

1. DreamXD. First guardian of Dream SMP. The one, who created it's world and gave it the name. Created the rules for it's divine game, that every other members agreed with. One of three best players. Stole Foolish from Mother Innit(she didn't mind it). Pretends to be divine patron of Dream, but in fact patronise George. He believe that stories have meaning only if they have end and so want every mortal to die, bringing the end to his perfect symphony

2. Mother Innit. Goddess of Life. One of three best players. In fact, she was so good, that XD could outsmart her only after years of trying to put her guard down. Divine patron of Tommy. Want the world to evolve on it's own, but will make sure, that her son would be safe and happy. Brought Kristin, her business(if it can be called like that) partner, to Game

3. Kristin. Goddess of Death. Qualified player, but does not take game seriously. She has her own realm to give little care about the world of living. Divine patron of Philza and, basically, just tries to make sure, that he will be happy in the end. During game, give some advices to Sally

4. Sally. Goddess of Ocean. Has literally no idea how to play, but tries her best(and still every move is terrible). At first was divine patron of Wilbur, but lost faith in him and began to patronize Fundy. It didn't help him mich. Youngest of Gods, if we don't count Karl Major. Appreciate Kristin's mentoring

5. Karl Major. God of Time. At first, was just ordinary Karl Jacobs, the Time Traveler. After Incident learnt everything about time traveling that Inbetween could teach and spent so many years trying to fix everything with those powers, but failing every time. Each time he tried, he lost parts of connection to the Time(he learnt, how to keep memories, but sacrifices are needed), until ascended above it. Now, tries to create the best timeline from new position. Divine patron of Karl Minor, his younger version. Stole Overseers of Inbetween and Other Side from DreamXD. Dream didn't like it. While others play "Chess", he plays "5D chess with multi universal time traveling", still failing in most timelines

6. Blood God. Pretty self-explanatory(Not just blood tho, power, rage, war and justice all are his symbols. In a way, Nether is his domain). Divine patron if Techno. With Mother Innit about allowing the world to evolve on it's own, but want to create a system, that will make this evolving just and fair. Created a fragile faction with Kristin And Mother Innit due to similar views

7. Egg. Creature of Corruption. Pet of DreamXD. NOT A PLAYER, but comes from time to time to flip the table. When it happens, everyone shout at it and tries to put away.

[the-final-sif]

🌺💐🌼🍀🌹🌱🌺<3

Hello I've decided to give you an out of context snippet of a fic I'm working on in exchange for the flowers:

C̸͎̿r̶̠̀e̴͑͜a̴̡͊t̸̳͒ë̷̬ ̸̞͑i̴̢͊t̸̪͝.̶͎̂ Bad awoke with a start. Exhausted and instantly alert as the Egg, his savior, helped him rise (pulled him out of the blissful void of sleep). There was a voice in his head. There was always a voice in his head, but this one was new. He didn't know how he felt about it yet. The Egg hadn't decided. C̶̤͕͖̣̬̳̱̰͚͆́̈ȓ̵̦͇͖̫͋͊̓͌͊́e̵̛̛̩̲͍͆͋̓̽̐̚͘͝ǎ̶̗̱̭̮͍̰̀͐͐t̴̟̟̪͉̪̮̟̒̀̄̓̚è̸̱̳̭̳͓̔̍ ̸̛̭̖̳̰̣̞̉̑̎̃̍̓͊͘ͅi̴͖͕͛̿̈́͠t̷̨̢̤͔̫̮͉́̋̄̓͒̀̓̉͐͘!̴͚̄́̚ Sharp words hissed into his ear. A Demand. The Egg shuddered through his veins, curious, tasting something familiar and powerful (something bad, something wrong, something humans were never meant to reach). Create what? Ĉ̵̖̪̫͂̏͛̓͝ͅṟ̴̡̫̜̯̼̥̻̬̤̟̐̿̑̋̀͂͑͂̕̚̚e̷̻̗̼͚̜͖͇̺͜͝ạ̷̠̙͎͎͙̅͋͆͒͗͗̚͠t̷͔͙̬̹̅͐̈́̿͝ẻ̶̛̺͙̤̬̹͙̮͒͛͐̐̐͗̅͆ ̴̬̹̗́̊͊͠Ĩ̴̫̮͙͖̲͚̻͎̙̜̥̃̐͊̕t̷̛̲͓̗̣͕̱̘̺̃͂͜.̶̞͇͊̔̄̐́ This time the words were accompanied by a vivid image in Bad's mind. A complex series of enchantments, specific in order and method of creation. Some of them he could recognize. Many he could not. It's purpose was beyond him, but the Egg vibrated in understanding. Delight pulsed through him. They were happy about this turn of events. Bad didn't need to think about it, the Egg would think for him. It wasn't his job to know.. Only to serve. Who are you? A̵̘͒m̵̘͑ ̴̫̓n̷̯͛o̴͒͜t̷̤͗.̶͓̃ There was danger edging every word. Deep down within him, an instinctive part of Bad knew what that meant. (He didn't want it to be true). This was wonderful. The Egg could use this to rule not only this server, but every other. Why now? B̷a̸r̴r̵i̶e̶r̸ ̵w̶e̶a̴k̸.̴ ̸M̵i̷n̵d̵ ̶w̸e̸a̸k̸.̶ ̵W̶i̴l̵l̴ ̶w̸a̵i̶t̵ ̸n̷o̷ ̶m̸o̵r̶e̶.̷ There was no doubt about it now. Bad stood in an empty bedroom, a vessel for a conversation between two devastating forces. In one ear, a parasitic monster, and in his other, the void itself. Demanding he serve both. He felt hollow. A tunnel for notes to be passed through. We will create it. C̶o̶r̶r̷e̵c̵t̷.̶.

[killldeer]

*vibrating* i like egwene al’vere a normal amount

[anachronistic-falsehood]

was watching the qsmp video and lemme tell u seeing all the red stuff in the room cucurucho warped to at the end was a got damn jumpscare, the crimson egg taught me to be wary of all red stuff in minecraft

[the-crimson]

With the seeming end of the first chapter of the qsmp, I’ve been thinking a lot about my experiences so far and the moments that had me glued to the screen and bawling my eyes out. Ironically, it’s an event that was reversed and became a nightmare for Dapper but veteran q!bbh enjoyers know what I’m talking about.

Dapper’s death at the pillaged mansion is the most heart wrenching stream I’ve seen on the qsmp. Not just bbh’s screams begging Dapper to crawl to the entrance - they were glitched and were unable to do so which is why the death was reversed - but everything that happened after.

Bbh and Dapper we’re the only ones on the server thousands of blocks from spawn in a biome filled with deep snow with ZERO items at night. No food. No signs for Dapper to speak. No weapons to defend themselves. They had nothing. At night. Thousands of blocks from spawn.

Dapper just lost their first life but there was a very real possibility that they lost the second if any random mob found them. Even a vanilla zombie or skeleton could have ended Dapper’s entire story then and there. I can’t even begin to describe how tense the hour or so after the initial death was.

Trying to survive in an actively hostile environment with nothing to hope to defend yourself or your son. They managed to reach a forest where they made tools and burrowed underground where they’d be sheltered from mobs but they still had no food or armor and wooden tools. It was just… so hopeless.

Nothing on the qsmp has hit me as hard as this stream. No other egg deaths because it wasn’t just Dapper’s death but the hopeless situation following it. We all thought it was a very real possibility Dapper could have gone from two lives to none during this hour or so of utter terror and dread. It wasn’t a - welp dapper lost a life time to be upset for a while but move on. It was a - holy fucking shit we might lose Dapper here and now when we thought we were safe with the two heart buffer. Most egg perma deaths happen in an instant, there isn’t a build up of dread and fear like there was here.

It’s almost impossible to watch the stream now and feel what we were feeling at the time. We know the death was reversed and that Dapper is fine so you could never understand the pure terror and dread watching the stream live. They were so alone. They were so scared. Dapper was so small.

Idk I’m rambling. I’m excited for what this next chapter of the qsmp will bring and what horrors we’ll see but I honestly don’t think anything will ever top that stream for me. I can’t wait for them to try tho

[aquarius-cookie-jar]

I have never grinded so hard in a game before.

Was it worth it? Yeah.

White Pearl can go suck it. I wasted all my cubes on her banner.