#dance💚��😂😂

[herefortheships]

If Tim Burton hadn't used the "Goo Goo Muck" already for Wednesday, I'd love to see a Beetlejuice dance scene to that song. 😂💚 Of course he'd dance it with Lydia and it'd be hilarious.

[hanafubukki]

Ok, I just can't get out of my head, big brother Silver and Malleus. Maybe MC and Lilia having their own child and it's a baby girl. She'd be the most beloved little girl in the Valley. I can imagine this is Silver's first time meeting a baby that young and he'd be so soft uwu. Like, he'd be her perfect prince and he'd be more than happy to live up to her image. He takes his role as being her big brother as seriously as his role as Malleus' knight. Malleus, meanwhile. I mean, the child is the product of his favorite human and his father figure. Say no more. Man would basically ignore a royal counsel meeting if it means going to one of her tea parties. Super duper important meeting... Yeah, that's a tomorrow problem. Man has a tea party to go and a messily writter invite in glitter ink is basically on top of his paperwork so he won't forget it. Ok, sorry for the rant. It's just nothing makes me softer than Lilia being a dad again and getting another member in his beloved family. Thank you.

Hello Anonie 🌺🌷💚

First of all Anonie, *grabs you by the shoulders* never be sorry about sending me these! I love love love fluff, especially domestic fluff! And adding on babies?! Ahsjsjjdd Anonie???? I’m the one who suffers from baby fever constantly ansjsjjdjfd believe me, I adore it. (My first fic was a lilia x reader who had a child together ahhhh💞💞💞). This is some of my faves to see in fics 💚💚🌺🌺

One of my fave ideas is a little girl being born into the Diasomnia family. I can see it change their dynamics but also not change it. Certain aspects will remain the same: teaching self defense/training, escaping Lilia’s food (unless she’s the rare one that likes it, to the detriment of everyone else haha), the pranks, etc.

But also, she’ll have these four overprotective figures in her life. Can you imagine when she dates? The sheer panic??

Malleus will eventually have to take a spouse, Silver might too, and now Lilia’s little girl? Papa is going to have a meltdown. Everyone is getting married and leaving him! (Ironic lmfaoo) But, relax, she was just born Lilia! She’s still a toddler! MC out here looking at this ex-general turned drama papa and enjoying the chaos in a fondly exasperated way.

Sebek, Sebek honey, you are so lucky not to deal with this 🤣🤣 that’s a Baul problem 😂😂

As we seen with Silver and the kids durning the bunny event, Silver is trying his best to be the best brother and Prince Charming figure to his little sister. He just…has trouble at times 🤣 But she knows her big brother Silver well just like she knows big brother Malleus, in her eyes, no one is as charming as them.

He’s going to take her and his animal friends to the meadows nearby. They’ll make flower crowns and talk about what’s for dinner as they forage for ingredients. I can see Silver teaching her to dance as Malleus taught him and Lilia.

She’ll sit on his shoulders and pick from apple trees. He’ll teach her how to pick berries. He’ll teach her about animal tracksand hunting. Of course, for now, she’s too young. But no one is too young to learn survival skills right? ✨✨

She can even train with him and he’ll carry her back when she’s tired. All tucked into him, safe in his arms.

As for Malleus? What meeting? His only meeting is this tea party that he’s been invited to. Don’t you see this messy yet glitter filled invite? How dare you try and stop him? Jkjk but at the same time I’m not. 😆

Big Brother Malleus is not going to miss out. He was late once, stupid councilmen, and the sad look he saw then had him almost burning the castle down. Lolol jkjk …maybe.

I can see Malleus getting busy with work at times, maybe so busy he late to dinner. Next thing he knows, there’s a tiny person peeking over his paperwork, giving him a look that can rival Lilia’s cute pout. (It’s even better than his in fact, no one tell Lilia but I doubt he’d mind. He’ll gladly give that mantle to his baby girl)

His baby sister asks him when he’s coming for dinner and it’s late, won’t he take a break? The way this Fae King folds? It would astound the masses. 💞

On the days where Malleus says he can’t join, oh my dear king, this baby girl is as stubbornness as her papa and brothers. She will pout and sit there, threatening not to eat until her big brother does. How can you deny that?

You know that phase that all little girls go through? The one where they want to marry the ones they really love? Watch these three just try their best to get her to choose them. 😂🤣

The winner is MC, of course, no one can beat Mama 💞💞 laughing at the thought of the three depressed in the dark corner.

Ahhh this was so cute! Thank you for sending this in Anonie 💞💞💚💚

[silenzahra]

It's Mario and Luigi's birthday! 😄🎂🥳

Honestly, I intended to post a new fic today to celebrate our favorite brothers' birthday, but unfortunately I couldn't have it ready on time. So instead, I decided to celebrate with a few more screenshots from Brothership that I took from three different videos: here, here and here.

So I really hope you'll enjoy them!

I CAN NEVER GET OVER THEM DANCING TANGO. THEY'RE SO PURE.

... Or them dancing in general 🥹🥹🥹

I LOVE that them high-fiving is gonna be a recurrent thing apparently ❤️💚

Luigi is so silly I wanna marry him so badly help

LUIGI PLEASE MARRY ME I'M BEGGING YOU. He's the cutest man on Earth OMFG 😭😭😭

And I also LOVE these ones!!!

The way they hold their hands in the last pic I CAN'T—

They seriously are the silliest, cutest brothers EVER

I'M STILL NOT OVER THIS EITHER. SUCH AN AMAZING COMBO 🔥❄

The way Luigi reaches out to help his bro 🥹 So cute! 💚❤️

The way they applaud each other when they level up 🥹🥹🥹 How can they be so freaking CUTE 😭❤️💚

And Luigi making the gun fingers!! 😄😄 I remember him doing it in previous games! (I should've included it in this post lol 😂)

And last but not least...

I seriously cannot wait to find out what this last attack is gonna be. I only know I already LOVE it and it makes my heart melt. The way these brothers are synchronized and their brotherly love making them even more POWERFUL than they already are. I... I need a moment *sob*

Anyways, I hope this was enough to commemorate this special date!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIO AND LUIGI!!! You seriously changed my life for the better and I couldn't be happier that I get to live in the same timeline as the best, cutest, coolest brothers ever 🥹❤️💚

Here's to many, many more, my beloved and adorable boys 🥂❤️💚

[rayroseu]

groovy source

GODDDDD I LOVE HIS DUALITY SO MUCCCHHHH 😭😭😭😭💚💚💚💝💗💘💕💖💖💖💞💞

I love how his implies that Malleus normal smile looks "sweet enough" He still looks intimidating honestly AHHSHQHS and on groovy HE IS FULL SMILING and yet its way more scary 😂 Its a nice reference to Malleus' Dorm Vignette where Lilia says "What! But youve got such a cute smile! 🥺" when Lilia was so baffled that Malleus was still scary for others despite smiling HSHDHAHA

Arm on chest and the other outstretched.... HE'S DOING A FREQUENT MALEFICENTS POSE AAAAAAHHH😭😭😭💚💚💕💞💕💘💞💘💞💞

i love the fact that he's plotting against Aurora and Philip LOL, And its their ballroom dance scene too!!! Which meant he didnt like their "happy ending" AHSHAHHAA I wonder if he's going to say something about Prince Philip "prince qualities" 😂 I hope his insults dont hold back against Prince Philip 🙌🙌💕💕✨✨✨

(To connect this with Silver Owls 💀💥)

I wonder if theyre going to imply a bit about how audacious Aurora and Philip was to celebrate defeating Maleficent in the film... Just like how shameless it was for Silver Owls to renovate Meleanor's castle right after her death 🥲🥲🥲💔💔💔 I think I'll be killed if he comments about Meleanor just a tiny bit JSBAJJDS

I love the lighting so much!!! And his eyes are glowing too!!! 💚💚😭😭 The purple lighting under the clothes... It feels like he's already casting void magic to plot smth against Philip and Aurora lol That's unlike the other groovies.... I HOPE HE EVIL LAUGHS AUYDUWYRUWDH💖💞💗💘💗💘💗💞✨✨✨

EDIT:

Wait no his pose actually reminds me of how men curtsy before a dance lol he bows, puts an arm over his torso and outstretch the other.... JWJDJAJS To me, its like hes saying he can be a better dance partner/prince than Prince Philip LMFAOOAOA

[sapphire-writes]

hii! Could you write something with Aemond x reader? Reader goes to Kings Landing with her family because her sister is betrothed to him but he ends up falling for the reader instead? Her sister fight with her and he defends her.

The Other Sister ~ Aemond x Reader

note: I love this request it really reminded me of Bridgerton season 2 and I'm such a sucker for Kate and Anthony (as I bet you can guess 😂). Hope you enjoy this! 💚 word count: 1.4k warnings: none really, some angst, language masterlist

“Introducing my daughter, Lady (Y/S/N), and her sister, Lady (Y/N),” your mother said, announcing your arrival at court. You stood before the Iron throne with your sister. You gave her an encouraging smile as curtseyed first, shaking like a leaf.

You curtseyed next, eyes drifting towards the floor. Your sister was betrothed to the second son of King Viserys, Prince Aemond Targaryen. The prince stood now next to his mother and siblings, while his father sat atop the throne. 

The prince has a harsh face, handsome but seems as though cut from marble. He wears a patch over his left eye, and the deep scar that slashes through the left side of his face is hidden mostly. He catches your eye as you watch him.

Your sister is so gentle, she is so kind. Here she presents herself, a flower blooming towards the heat of the sun. Towards the promise of safety and nurture. Can this prince provide all your sister's needs?

You look towards her again, and though she is your elder, you cannot help but feel a protectiveness come over you. She smiles softly at her betrothed, a shy maiden presenting herself before a Valyrian god. 

He walks over to her, passing you. You can smell the scent of smoke, the tang fills your senses making your mouth water. Prince Aemond holds his hand out to your sister; his palm engulfs her small hand as he places a kiss on the back of it. Your sister lets out a nervous breath, looking towards you for approval. You give her a small smile and look towards the prince. His violet eye gazes back, neither of you looking away. 

A feast is held to celebrate the union. As Aemond and your sister sit at the head table, you still feel unsure about the match. When the dancing begins your sister approaches you. 

“You must talk with him,” she commands in a hushed whisper. You scrunch your nose.

“Why?”

“You have been glaring at him since we arrived,” she hisses, “he shall think you hate him. And you cannot hate my husband. It simply will not do.”

You sigh, but decide to appease her. Besides, you want to make sure his intentions are good. 

Aemond stands by himself next to a pillar, holding a goblet of wine in his long fingers. He watches you approach from across the room, bringing the cup to his lips, never letting his eye leave yours. 

“Prince Aemond,” you greet, and he nods, acknowledging you.

“Lady (Y/N), such a pleasure to converse with my future kin,” he murmurs. A beat goes by.

“May I speak plainly, my prince?” you ask. 

“I would hope so,” Aemond tells you, nodding his permission. 

“I only wish to ensure my sister will have a happy marriage to you.”

“She shall be marrying a prince, what more happiness should she acquire?’

“My sister desires a love match.”

“Hm”

“I understand you have only just met her,” you continue, “but I encourage you to get to know her, she is a kind and gentle soul. She shall be easy to love.”

“What about you?”

You freeze, bringing your eyes to his face. Aemond’s violet eye is watching you carefully, the other obscured by his eyepatch. 

“What about me?” you ask, confused at his question. 

“Are you easy to love?”

You feel your heart skip a beat, as you wet your lips. 

“I am not betrothed, my prince,” you tell him, earning a low hum from the Targaryen prince.

“That is not what I asked.”

You hold his gaze, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. 

“I think this conversation is rather inappropriate. I only wish to see my sister cared for.”

“I have told you she shall be. A princess wants for little,” he says, waving off your concerns.

“She shall want affections of your heart.”

“And if I cannot give her that kindness?” he challenges. 

You swallow the lump in your throat. 

“Then do not marry her.”

“You speak so freely, Lady (Y/N). You would wish I break my word, rather than marry your sister whom I do not love, nor do I know if I am capable of such a thing.”

This causes your brow to furrow. 

“Not capable of love?” you question and he nods, “That seems unlikely.”

A curious expression appears on Aemond’s face. 

“Why do you say that?”

“I have seen you with your sister, with your mother. I think you love very truly, my prince.”

“But not her,” he says, referring to your sister. Your gaze lands on her across the room, as she is engaged in a dance with some lord. She smiles blissfully, unaware of the conversation you have with her betrothed. 

“No, not her,” you agree, though it saddens you. 

“There is little I can do.”

“Then do what you can.”

You leave it at that. Aemond is flustered by your boldness, and the ease you had whilst calling him out. His eye rakes over you, taking in your confident stance, the crease between your brows as you look upon him without fear.

You hope the prince cannot hear your heartbeat quickening in your chest at the intensity of his gaze. You can feel a flush creeping up your chest, your neck, and onto your face. 

Aemond’s mouth curls into a smirk.

“I shall try, m’lady,” he tells you, nodding before leaving you.

The rest of your visit does not go as planned. Aemond seems to seek out your company more so than that of your sister’s. Not that she notices at first, she is simply thrilled you seem to be getting along. 

It isn’t until one night, Aemond corners you during a dance. You have no choice but to engage with him as the music begins once more. 

“You must stop this,” you hissed as he moved around you in the dance, arms barely touching yours. 

“I do not know what you mean,” he tells you.

“This flirtation, it has gone far enough. You are to marry my sister.”

“I wish to marry you.”

Your head whips around to look at him. 

“I want you,” he repeats, his voice a dark whisper. His hand strokes a path up your arm. 

“I want to marry you, I want to fill you with my seed and watch you bear my children,” his voice is raw with emotion as your lips part. 

Aemond pulls you closer by your waist, eye falling to your lip. 

“What do you wish?” he asks, face close to yours. You look down at the perfect shape of his lips, and feel your body relax into his touch. 

“You.”

Aemond’s hand grabs the side of your face, causing a gasp to slip through your lips. Remembering where you are you pull away, eyes searching desperately for your sister. You spot her across the room, eyes wide watching you. 

“Sister,” you whisper as she leaves the room, her skirts a whirl behind her. You desperately chase after her. 

“Sister please!” you call and she turns on her heel, slapping you hard across the face. 

“How could you?” she yells, as you bring a hand to your stinging cheek. Your sister’s eyes are full of angry tears that threaten to spill over. 

“I am so sorry.”

“Sorry?” she laughs, an angry, unnatural sound, “do you love him?”

You feel a tear fall down your cheek, a cool path. She scoffs at you.

“Does he love you?” she asks.

“Yes,” Aemond’s voice calls from behind you. Your sister’s gaze falls on him. Her expression is bitter, angry, and above all, hurt. 

“I am sorry, Lady Y/S/N,” he says earnestly, taking your hand from your cheek to inspect the mark. Aemond’s lip curls at the sight of you injured. 

“How could you?” your sister hisses, “both of you?”

“The gods fashion us for love,” Aemond quips back at her, “who are we to question what they desire of us?”

Your sister stares him down, and to your surprise, Aemond looks away first. Gone is the shy maiden who met him the day the betrothal was announced. In her place stands fury incarnate. 

“Well,” your sister says, “I hope you are happy together.” She continues to leave. 

“Sister, please,” you cry.

“Do not follow me,” she says, looking back at you both one final time. You turn to Aemond, burying your face in his chest as he soothes you. 

“This is wrong,” you said, “we are terrible people.”

“Love is not wrong,” he murmurs, placing a kiss on your head. 

“Then why does it cause so much pain?” you ask, squeezing your eyes shut.

“The gods are mysterious, indeed,” Aemond answers as he holds you through your sobs.

[accio-victuuri]

July CPNs round-up ❤️💛💚

• xz as backing vocals for the song everything is lovely

• clowning about screen protectors

• both of their names together on hs for being posted by xinhua news agency

• same city in Beijing on 7/6 - there was some talk that xz’s flight out has been changed to the 12th, probably to spend more time with wyb who will leave on the 10th. which didn’t happen cause wyb left 7/8 but still got to to spend that time together. some were clowning about how his airport shirt had a crease on it & how that made it seem like it was folded like how xz does it so ya know, is it a sign? lol.

• 7/10 XZS paris vlog clowning: posting so close to yibo’s appearances and similar shots // the two bros focused in the video, paris olympics and torchbearer route.

• 7/12 XZS vlog - possibly texting wyb and little prince figures + snowy mountain ; jacques tati films bgm used

• 7/14 xzs vlog clues! more symbolism and that goose laugh

• walking in the streets of paris

• similarity between tao and yibo showing off a photo of their significant other

• continuing on with the off white with “painting” shirts that xz wears, which is already strike 3 && kind of proves the sdc 3 clowning. he wore this during his off work hours. ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

it follows the pattern 👀👀👀

• 7/15 xzs vlog clowning continues - same place different time / confirmation of the bystander lyrics connection and E142 cue

• NOT TOTALLY CPN BUT ME BEING EMOTIONAL. LOL. SEEING YIBO do that torch really in that simple outfit everyone was wearing. mostly bare faced and all eyes on him. that moment — and then you see him wearing that bome necklace makes me go somft. 🥹🥹🥹🥹 he will go to so many places and experience a lot of things but he will always have a piece of xz with him.

some are getting excited about them with silver jewelry necklace but xz’s is boucheron which he is endorsing. as much as i love jewelry cpns, i always get picky when it’s something they endorse, unless there is an additional clue. but i understand why people got 👀 when they saw that silver chain with GG. unfortunately, this is not the necklace we think it is.

another one is this “couple” / same style jacket they both wore when they went abroad. RBS already explained this and i totally agree with their stand on it. i guess what makes this cpn-y to me is the “style” it, showing how their preferences overlap in clothing. and that’s why we think they have a “shared closet”.

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• On 7/19, the booting ceremony of XZ’s new film DeXian JinZhi, the cast was revealed and we learned that Yin Zheng is there. Yin Zheng is WYB’s very close friend, so we will definitely keep an eye out on how he will interact with XZ 😂😂😂😂 and oh, Peng Yucheng is also there! who is Bobo’s friend and someone he fake kissed HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! so many common friends!

• some minor cpns from xzs 7/20 vlog + something i forgot to add, same acne studios plain shirt. HAHAHAHAHA! twinning! 👯‍♀️

• xz vlogs appear to be countdowns 🤔🤔🤔

• BJYX related hs on them speaking goose language! HAHAHAHAHA! we shall remain relevant forever!

• what a nice magazine! our boys! side by side! and it’s like a fanfic cover for pairing wei ruolai and chunsheng!

• them posting for public welfare and in support of the olympics for CCTV ( here and here ) also with mengniu’s short film. i love seeing them supporting the same thing and hopefully they get to collab someday for a common cause 🌎 if there is any type of project they can work together, this may be it, cause fans can’t even be outwardly toxic especially if it’s a government project.

• 7/26/2024 xzs vlog candies

• 7/28 coco crush posts clowning

• 7/29 throwback video uploaded by rufeng

• 7/30 XZS vlog clowning time: dancing like wang laoshi, possible mv for bystander and wonderful world lyrics.

plus some more ⬇️⬇️⬇️

ohhhhh. a snowy mountain or is it? i mean who wouldn’t be taken by that and especially someone like xz. love how he took pictures of it and drew it too. in the post by xzs it’s in the c-position, probably cause it’s drawn by xz but also it’s photo #5/18 WYB.

p3 is also our colors! green (ish), red and yellow!

SEE YOU ALL NEXT MONTH!!!!!

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[holdmytesseract]

On one of Tony's team bonding parties...

Jukebox: *starts to play 'Single Ladies' by Beyoncè*

Wanda: *squealing* That's our song, girls! Let's go! *storms onto dancefloor*

Y/N and Natasha: *joining Wanda*

Jukebox: All the single ladies!

Wanda, singing: All the single ladies!

Jukebox: All the single ladies!

Natasha, singing: All the single ladies!

Jukebox: All the single ladies!

Y/N, singing: All the single ladies!

Wanda, Natasha and Y/N together: All the single ladies!

Jukebox: Now put your hands up!

Y/N, Nat and Wanda: *throwing their hands in the air, dancing*

*music suddenly stops*

Y/N, Nat and Wanda: *looking confused and slightly pissed over to the jukebox, to see who stole their music*

Loki: *standing beside the jukebox, hands on his hips*

Loki, visibly offended: What in all the nine realms are you doing, Y/N?! Put your hands down!

Y/N, confused and a bit angry: Why, Lokes?! What's your problem? Put the song back on!

Loki, shaking his head vehemently: Absolutely not! Did you forget that I am your boyfriend?!

Y/N: *frowns* It's just a song!

Loki: *crosses arms over chest* That may be true, but you're singing this a little... personal, don't you think? I am your boyfriend! You are not single!

Wanda and Natasha: *just grinning at the bickering couple*

Y/N, mirroring Loki's words: *crosses her arms over her chest as well* Well, that may be true, but as far as I can remember you didn't put a ring on it!

*a murmur went through the crowd at Y/N's words*

Wanda and Natasha: Oh ho ho! *looking at each other with wide eyes and opened mouths; trying to suppress a smile*

Y/N, confidently: So, technically, I am single!

Loki: *shocked, jaw slacking* So that's the card you are playing now, yes?

Y/N: Yes, babe, because it's true! Now put my music back on!

Natasha: *walks over and puts music back on*

Y/N, Wanda and Natasha: *keeping on dancing and singing*

Loki: *still stunned and shocked*

Thor: *walking up to Loki, smiling; clapping his brother on the shoulder* Well, brother... Seems like you have to put a ring on it.

a/n: This is based on a TikTok I saw! 😁 Unfortunately, I was stupid and didn't save it, and now I can't find it anymore. 🤦🏼‍♀️ Anyways... I hope you like this lil' blurb, 'cause I love it! 😂💚 Credits to the great person, who made the TikTok! 😁

Baby Fever Crew: (The comments, you know... 👀)

[khaire-traveler]

🌾 Subtle Tyche Worship 🪙

Eat fruit or vegetables; eat something naturally grown

Hold onto a coin that you consider lucky

Get a ball, for any purpose - stress ball, decorative ball, sports ball, any ball will do

Get a candle that reminds you of her (no altar needed)

Keep a picture of her in your wallet

Wear jewelry that reminds you of her

Try veiling

Carry a good luck pocket charm

Working on things that will benefit your future; editing a work resume, looking into further education, planning the outline for a book you want to write, etc.

Have imagery of wheat, cornucopias, wings, a ball, ship rudders, a mural crown, strings/weaving, coins, or anything you associate with good luck around

Have a stuffed animal of any creature you associate with good luck

Play with dice; collect dice (✨ dice goblins encouraged ✨)

Be generous to others, especially those in a tough spot

Collect coins you think are cool; old coins, coins from other countries, coins given to you on an important day of your life, etc.

Try to participate in a competition or contest; do something competitive

Support homeless shelters, humanitarian organizations, or animal shelters

Donate supplies to homeless shelters; hygiene kits tend to be in high demand

Be patient with and kind to yourself when things don't go the way you planned

Research coping skills for stress or disappointment; try to implement them when such situations arise

Learn to go with the flow of life; release control when needed; don't borrow grief from the future

Cook a warm meal from someone in need

Reach out for help during your times of need; don't be afraid to rely on the kindness of others; don't be too proud to accept offered help

Dance/sing to music that makes you feel happy, expressive, or empowered

Treat yourself with the same love and compassion that you give to others

Find reasons to smile/laugh throughout your day; look for the little things that you enjoy

Spend time with your loved ones

Make a small list of things that you're grateful for, they don't have to be big things; grateful that you have a cozy blanket, a stuffed animal, shoes on your feet, etc.

Engage in random acts of kindness; paying for the meal of the person behind you, holding the door for someone, returning an item someone dropped, etc.

Try to focus on lifting others - including yourself - up; be kind, provide words of encouragement, give emotional support when able, etc.

Try not to engage in gossip too much; such things can unjustly ruin a person's reputation

Cook yourself a homemade meal if able; eat a comfort food; treat yourself to a lovely dinner

Encourage yourself before an important event; giving yourself compliments before a date, motivating yourself before a presentation, etc.

Leave a generous tip for service industry workers; pizza delivery, waiters, artists, etc.

Support small businesses

Feed neighborhood dogs, cats, birds, etc.

Buy or make a gift for a loved one

Send a random kind message to a loved one

Play with your pets; spend time with them

Get a lucky piece of clothing or jewelry (I have a lucky pair of socks, for example)

Place a good luck charm at the entrance of your room or home

Handmake your own bread; bake something by hand

Hand out cookies, pastries, etc. to your neighbors (please double-check allergies first)

Give any kids in your life a gift; a new toy, candy, cool jewelry, a video game, etc.

Wear an outfit that makes you feel good and confident; doll yourself up simply for yourself

Try something new; do something with a calculated risk

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I'll likely add more in the future, but for now, this is my list of discreet ways to worship Tyche. I felt like I had a lot of ideas for her, so I kind of had to stop myself from writing too much. 😂 I hope someone finds this helpful and enjoys these suggestions. Take care, everyone, and may fortune be in your favor! 💚

Link to Subtle Worship Master list

[skumhuu]

not at all the other anon (and very VERY much proship leaning) but the "proship means you're against harrassment" definition has always seemed flawed to me because... i was an anti once. And from my direct experiences there are so many antis who have horrible opinions of proshippers but are also very firmly against harrassment—they're still antis and still hate us, viscerally even, they just keep it to themselves and to their friend circles. That doesn't make it harrassment and also doesn't make them less of an anti, they still believe awful things about us and would likely be hostile if we ever interacted.

The definition i typically use for myself to determine whether or not someone is a proshipper or not is if they believe someone's taste in fiction has any bearing on their real-life moral compass or not. If you believe it does, you're an anti. if it doesn't, you're proship.

(This isn't to step over your opinion at all—just sharing mine! I really apologise if this comes off as disrespectful in any way haha.)

No no you’re fine! 💚

This kinda goes back to the unfortunately widespread idea that proship=pedo/problematic. Because like, those people just sound like they identify with being an anti because all of their friends are antis, they have the wrong info, or are too scared to speak up.

Also please remember that my aggressiveness lately isn’t due to hate, I am more than okay with former antis and people who don’t know better, but at this point I’ve dealt with so much harassment and hurt that I’ve lost my patience.

Aligning oneself with the face eating leopards to stay safe doesn’t mean they’re going out to eat faces themselves, but they are enabling that behavior. Even if they aren’t hurting people, by displaying “proship dni” they’re okay with isolating particular kinds of people out of the fandom. They’re okay with inciting harassment, or standing by while others do it for them. And like, they can say they’re against harassment all they like, but they’re still siding with the face eating leopards, hoping they don’t eat their faces next.

Adding proship to my bio wasn’t what I wanted, but I keep getting people acting betrayed when they discover that I’m proship and attacking me that I felt forced to add it. I simplify proship down to ‘proship means you are against harassment’ because I keep having to have this same song and dance where people show up in my askbox demanding I explain myself, when in reality I’m a random sanscest artist like 😂😂😂 the situation is very nuanced! But y’all I’m just trying to make the skeletons kiss

I keep linking studies, and info about the situation, and the way you explained being proship is exactly what I keep saying over and over but in different words :0 I’m too tired to be sympathetic with the people who call me an unsafe pedophile over fiction, who fill my ship tags with hate/disgust while I’m trying to vibe, and I’m not going to tolerate the people who side with that anymore. Like I don’t care if they aren’t harassing others themselves anymore.

Literally look at the tmnt fandom, they ended up turning on “neutrals” and bullied the ever loving shit out of everyone, even those who didn’t care. If we tolerate that here, eventually it might get that bad too. I refuse to let that happen. I will NOT let the face eating leopards in

[ghoulangerlee]

“Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately” with swissalps? 💚

howdy howdy hi, sorry for the delay on this please enjoy some swissalps making out and some good ol fashioned over the clothes grinding that doesn't actually lead to anything because they're silly and sometimes they just wanna make out without having to worry about coming I guess 😂

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Swiss's fingers fit snugly between Mountain's as he presses the taller ghoul into the bed, a wide grin on his face at how easy he goes down, at the blush across the bridge of Mountain's nose.

He wants to tease him, use his words to have Mountain squirming and whining under him but he holds off—just barely, instead, he squeezes both of Mountain's hands before diving down and sealing their mouthes together.

A purr rumbles deep within Mountain's chest as he spreads his legs wider, welcoming Swiss closer and closer until they're pressed so tightly together it's hard to tell where one of them stops and the other begins.

A bite, gentle and teasing against Mountain's lower lip has him gasping softly, dull and human teeth sinking into his flesh for a moment before a tongue follows, flicking across the slight indents.

This time, it's Mountain who squeezes Swiss's hands, white knuckled as he arches up into him with a groan, breaking the kiss after a few moments to pant openly into the space between them.

"Do you wanna fool around?" Swiss mumbles as he mouths at Mountain's jaw and Mountain can feel the wide grin, can smell the playful arousal in Swiss's scent.

He laughs, breathless and quiet as he hooks a foot around Swiss's leg, using what little leverage he can get to grind up into the crease of his thigh, "That answer your question?" He shoots back, feeling and hearing Swiss's answering laughter before his mouth is once again taken in a kiss.

Mountain hums softly, squeezing at Swiss's hands gentle and continuous as he kisses back, slowing it down into something less frenzied and sweeter as Swiss trills softly into his mouth.

For a while, they carry on this way, grinding slow and sweet against each other as their combined scents fill the room, trading lazy kisses back and forth all the while. Each time Mountain tries to pull his mouth away for longer than a few heartbeats to breathe, Swiss makes a sort of sad noise before diving back in for another kiss, stealing Mountain's breath all over again.

Lightheaded and giddy with it all, Mountain let's him, squeezes Swiss's hands until Swiss is squeezing back, making happy noises into his mouth as he does his best to ruin kissing anyone else for Mountain.

(And well, Mountain has kissed a lot, he loves with his whole body and soul and gets just as much if not more back from others, but he's never been able to find anyone who steals his breath away quite like Swiss does.)

At some point, Mountain realizes that they've stopped grinding against one another, that Swiss is just resting against him now, warm and firm, a heavy presence keeping him weighted down—his arousal is second to the burning need to see how long it takes for the two of them to get tired of kissing.

(The answer here is never, he will never get tired of kissing Swiss and being kissed by Swiss, their lips sliding together in an intimate dance as they lose time and get drawn into one another.)

When Swiss pulls away finally, his lower lip is a little swollen where Mountain had been biting at it, sucking it into his mouth each time Swiss would dive back in for another kiss. He grins at Mountain, fluttering his lashes playfully, "You good there, big guy?"

Mountain licks his lips and grips Swiss's hands tight, "Good," he responds, and then he's rolling them over until Swiss is under him and he can press him down into the bed, "Really good, song bird," he murmurs, muffling Swiss's laughter with his mouth as he goes in for another kiss.

[thatdeadaquarius]

I have so many ideas but none of them can be put into words, all I can do is just wheeze as they come along🤣

Also remember how wordy and flowery Teyvat speech/dialogue is? ADD THAT TO THE FACT THAT TEYVAT HAS ITS OWN LANGUAGE---

Reader can understand the basic speech which is why they are so blunt (I love this idea so much 🤣) and can piece together an idea what the person is talking about.

*insert random person talking about a commission with a long ass backstory*

Traveller & Co.: *understands completely and making plans to retrieve said commission*

C!Reader: (They said they had a cart.... a bunch of hilichurls appeared... dancing?.... they want us to dance fight the hilichurls???? Dance off???)

Actual story->The person's cart got ambushed by a group of hilichurls and taunted them by dancing around it.

....... it doesnt always translate well

Also imagine Reader heaeing random names and overthinks it as a word instead of a name.

Example: Pantalone means pants in Philippine English (sorry not sorry Pantalone)

Tsaritsa??? Oh do they speak russian there??? - reader

Capitano -> captain in some countries

(I once mistake Sandrone as Sandalone and I just went "... ehh??? Standalone? Sandalone as in Sand Alone???? Sandal (Flip flops)????

Oh wait its Sandrone" ".... as in Sand and Drone??--)

-Vine Boom

VINE BOOM ANON MY BELOVED 💖❤🧡💛💚💙💜✨️✨️

Gif is me writing u anything ever:

AHFLALA FERRRALLL I STG I ALSO THOUGHT ABT THIS!! WHY U COULD ALSO BE BLUNT BC U ONLY GOT THE BASICS 💀 RIP

Man theyre written language looks so scary to learn, kinda like when I looked into trying to learn Mandarin/Japanese (and even Korean), the letters r just inherently so different i was so intimidated

And u dont even read it like left -> right like English

Omg i tried to reply to a arabic comment on my art post once, and i felt so acommplished when i finally was able to type "اشكرك (thanks)" but like, i had to put it on the OTHER SIDE OF THE TEXT BOX, LIKE ALIGN IT TO THE RIGHT INSTEAD OF HOW U KNOW ENGLISH IS INHERENTLY ALIGNED LEFT, IT WAS SO TRIPPY-

Going thru genshin life only understanding minimal words of anything anyone says is honestly how i feel like ive been playing Genshin LMAO

Those analysis videos/lore are saving a bitch's life out here

PANTALONE IS ALSO RLLY CLOSE TO SPANISH FOR PANTS I KNOW WHAT U MEANNN LOL

UR ENDLESS CONFUSION FOR SANDRONE PLEASE ANON U DIDNT EVEN GET IT RIGHT THE FIRST CORRECTION IT JUST KEPT GETTING WORSEEE 😂😭 SAME THO

That would literally be you in genshin tho, like i could easily see it being like, back to back misunderstandings 😭😭

Like u think u got it right (Oh so his name is Rex Lapis, wait what? Morax? Ok his name is Morax...?? What??? Zhongli??? WHO IS THIS MAN-)

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JFC first they gotta have a whole different language (like u saw in game)

And ON TOP OF THAT THEY CAN TALK FOR 10 MIN STRAIGHT ABT THE WEATHER OR SOME SHIT??

No... just, no.

U quickly decide u like what little bits of language u could pick up so far, which just results in,

U guessed it, simple speech and short fragmented sentences (or broken Teyvatian)

U cant even bring urself to care when u give half the characters a heart attack and send the rest into laughing fits

No fucks given, they wanna make this extra hard on u by being wordy on top of a new language,

Yeah u dont care what comes out of ur mouth anymore

Also, since everybody is raised in Teyvat very few ppl dont know the language, which once again brings us back to ancient/older deities/creatures who have a more simplistic version/outdated version of modern language

.

Omg getting stuff mistranslated bc u cant understand it all/only keywords sounds like hell but also rlly funny

Traveler/Paimon: "Alright, yes, all is well. We will accept this comission, and depart soon."

You: "...they want us to?? Dance fight?? Hilichurls...???"

Traveler just stares at u half in pity, half trying to hide their amused smile, Paimon is giggling

The commissioner is shook bc a supposed ancient creature?? Just accepted?? Their simple commission?? And u think they want u to dance battle???

.

PLEASE U MISTRANSLATE THE HARBINGERS NAMES RIGHT TO THEIR FACES

Signora: "You shall rue the day you crossed the Fatui mortals!"

You: "Lady we don't care, just fight us."

(Signora just means 'Lady')

Signora: *offended gasp*

Traveler/Paimon trying to stifle laughter

Raiden Shogun jaw dropped a little

.

Pantalone: "What a pleasure to finally meet you traveler, and thine wonderful companions!" *little bastard smile*

You: "And it was awful to meet you, Pants."

Pantalone: 😶😧😡 "Pants?! HOW DARE YOU NOT EVEN GIVE ME THE MOST BASE RESPECT, AFTER I GREETED THEE SO KINDLY-"

.

Oh its so funny, everytime you talk about Childe you always phrase it like he's an actual child bc u thought everyone was just calling him a little kid for some reason (u dont know how Teyvat ages work, he could be for all you know!)

Not very long, but Vine Boom anon your brain >>>>

Ur ideas r so on point, i love them sm

That makes perfect sense why u could be talking blunt too, like an in world explanation really

For you, all the desserts🥰 🤲🍪🍨🍰🍮🧋���🍡

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[prismaticpichu]

Hhnnn for the fic ideas...

Zack takes Sephiroth to Gongaga and Zack, of course, accidentally gets turned into a frog... Seph has to take care of him until it either wears off or he finds another touch-me to turn him back, or a potion, whichever comes first lol

LOL YES THE TOUCH-MES!!! 😂😂💚✨ Ty ty ty Errant!! This is adorable!!!

Here’s a lil’ snippet!!

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“Zack?!” Sephiroth’s booming voice called again, what was normally a tone as smooth as velvet now whetted into jagged concern, eyes frantically scanning the deviously-similar terrain of wood and flora and foliage. “Answer me! ZACK…!”

There was no response, only the thick flutter of wings as he scared off birds with his roars.

The man’s heart grew more thunderous.

Gaia… this could not be happening. It couldn’t. He couldn’t have lost Zack. This was Zack’s home—how could he let this happen? Ribbit! He was supposed to protect him, for Mivera’s sake…! Ribbit! Was he going to have to return home without him…? Ribbit! No… he would search until the end of the planet for him. RIBBIT! But what was he going to tell his parents—?!

The man’s spiraling was cut short by the sharp, mildly-reverberating sound of something… metallic, and Sephiroth lowered his gaze to find he had stepped on what could only be described as a toy-sized Buster Sword embedded in the dirt.

And, just beyond it, just mere inches away—

The thunder in Sephiroth’s heart was quelled all at once.

Ribbit…!

To immediately be eclipsed by complete and utter unsurprise.

“So…” Sephiroth folded his arms in mock-authority, gazing down at the spiky-haired frog donned in First Class SOLDIER attire, its muddy pauldrons the approximate size of his smallest tooth. “Is this a part of the ‘authentic’ experience you promised?”

The young Frog just danced.

[hanafubukki]

THEEEMMMM

They are so cute 💞💞💚💚💚

Masquerade theme is my weakness 😭😭💞💞

They all look beautiful.

Lilia’s hips has me going feral along with his expression omg.

I’m sorry mal but I’m laughing at your pants 😂

They all look ready to dance 🥳🥳

[emerialyncodevenice]

After all the events of Purgatory... I NEED SOMEONE TO PAY FOR MY THERAPY 😭 @lanthart and their wonderful art are doing a particularly marvelous job at both comforting my feels... as well as making my heart break even more (I love it 😂 😭 😍 )

💚 AMAZING ART IS BY @lanthart!!!! ❤️ Link : https://www.tumblr.com/lanthart/search/philever ⭐️ Other Philever PMVs ⭐️ 🎉 Philever || Deer in the Headlights: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9i9uwCfyaA 🎉 Philever || even though you've lost your mind: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNvTz61bAyc

🎉 Philza/Forever || Shut Up and Dance With Me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joRZCqq3n2k

[rayroseu]

I drew this for @chernabogs story Elegy !!! The way they wrote this scene was just so tender and soft, I HAD TO DRAW IT ‼️‼️😭😭🙏🏻💖💖✨✨ it was such a perfect treat considering how the previous chapters was "coarse" with how the story handled Malleus poor coping skills with loss, I love reading and rereading the chapters lol

I wishhh i was eloquent enough to verbalize how much I loved reading it 😩😩😩 The repeated questions of am i ill or that ever repeating quote that love is for the lonely then it gradually changed to its meant to be or or the way in every chapter there is always an element of Malleus wanting to get to know Yuu WAGHHHDJDBIEB JUST THE YEARNING OF IT ALL!!!!

ALSO ALSO ONE THING I NOTICED.... all the chapter names relates to a lament for the dead, and i just think thats such a devastatingly beautiful detail to add considering that even until the ending Malleus will still lose Yuu from death and he'll be alone just like how he always fears JUTSGUEGKFGDKBCHFKN i know it ended on a happy note but the chapter titles makes me think of that quote where "there WAS love but it didnt change anything" or smth😭😭😭

also love how "Malleus in a crisis" was written as well,,, malleus was so on character omfggg I swear Ames' characterization of this guy makes me feel like Yana Toboso is ghostwriting with them/lh ☠️☠️ LIKE HELLOOO the way the story sways erratically between Malleus accepting Yuu made an impact of his life and Malleus wanting to go back to being alone where he didnt know anything at all and wasn't quite in distress about having relationships, thats soooooo GOOD 😭😭💐💖💖💖 granted i cried from it though aihskwbks

Dont even get me started on the buildup????!!! and conflict that was all resolved in the final chapter was AUGHHH THATS BEAUTIFUL IM SO GLAD I CAN READ 😭😭✨✨✨ And and the realization that Malleus fears is not death but them?? Beautiful!!!!! 😭🙏🏻✨✨💖💖 Cuz really its true throughout the whole story he was more stressed that he's so attached now XD AND AND I LOVE HOW ALL THE MESSAGES(?) FROM PREVIOUS CHAPTERS MAKES A CALLBACK TO THE FINAL CLIMAX LIKEEE "He can be bold. He can be brave. He can say this.“I was not ill that night, nor are you at fault for that. I was… I am afraid." PEAK LITERATURE!!!!!!! I LOVE FORESHADOWS AND REPEATING THEMES, MAKES ME GO YELL ABOUT IT ALL 😭😭😭💖💖💖💚💚 I love the kobold on the last part as well lol he is a promoted therapist now 😭✨✨✨

also going back to the way the chapter titles are meant to be lamenting for the dead, "A new memory for each day he outlives you. He can capture those memories, store them in a glass ball so that he may watch them whenever he pleases. You will never truly be gone if you can both make it work." HELPPP THE RESOLUTION,..... AUUGHH IT MAKES ME CRY AIHWLDHOSHSK 😭😭😭💖💚💚

anyways my favorite part always ehehe grim fishing with lilia✨✨✨🥺🥺 and malleus having the naive expectation that first kiss is magical and wanting to test it out again skgixgsk😂

I love the part where Meleanor would raise an objection the moment its a human hes been contemplating about, this story just made me think.... LMAO MALLEUS IF MELEANOR SAW YOU LIKE THIS,,,, XD i feel like she'll tell you that if you fear living alone, just go out first and damned the other person about it instead JSKHDKDHHK i think it was really tragic how Lilia seemed to be set on dying for Meleanor only for the tables to turn ☠️

yes i did reference that acheswan dance from honkai star rail on lilinor part lol

[sapphire-writes]

Hey, if your requests are still open and you accept... How about Aemond being inevitably soft towards jace's twin (who he claims to hate)? Maybe they were close as children but they drifted apart due to family division. During her family stay at kings landing, not a day goes by without them engaging in some good old fashioned arguing/battle of wits. One day he finds her all alone and in distress and before he can say something mean, she bursts out crying and hugs him tightly (almost like he's the only solid thing around her). Cue Aemond being out of sorts and unable to get out a scathing remark out while innerly: "No, stop! I'm supposed to be mean and scary. I'm not soft 🥺🥺"

A/N: Oooo nonnie I loved this request. I love some banter, I definitely ran with them really taunting one another. I hope you like this! I made them pretty feisty towards one another 😂💚

Dragon's Bane ~ Aemond x Velaryon(Strong)!reader

word count: 1.8k

warning: reader is Jace's twin, some violence

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EDIT: PART 2 is live 💚

Your stomach twisted with nerves as you arrived at the Red Keep. Your mother squeezed your hand, to comfort you and you offered her a small smile. You glanced at your twin Jacaerys who stood tall, looking towards the red towers. Luke, however, paled at the sight before him. You placed a hand on his shoulder. 

“It shall be alright,” you told him, causing him to smile weakly. Driftmark’s succession had been challenged, the reason for your return to the capital. You pushed your fear down, deep inside of you. You needed to be there for your brother, focused on nothing else. 

As your mother and Daemon made their way into the castle, you followed your brothers towards the training yard. The sound of clashing steel in the early morning rang out across the yard as a crowd gathered to watch. Jace nudged your elbow, beckoning you.

Finding a window between several heads you saw your uncle, Aemond Targaryen, was the source of all the clamor. He twirled expertly away from Ser Criston’s attack, silver hair fanning out behind him. He looked rather graceful, as though he was engaged in a dance rather than a fight. 

Aemond and you had been close as children, friends even. The two of you bonded over not having dragons of your own. Aemond was not awarded a dragon in cradle, and yours had failed to hatch. It wasn’t until later in your adolescent you had claimed a dragon of your own. 

With the loss of his eye came the end of your friendship. Luke was your brother after all, it was your duty to protect him from the Queen’s justice. Though you empathized with Aemond, for the wrong done against him. 

“Nephews,” Aemond called, “niece.” His sword was pointed, his violet eye locked onto you. He was handsome, you had to admit, even with the scar and the eyepatch that hid half his face. 

“Come to train?” he asked, a challenge more than a question. Your twin stood eerily still next to you. You snort out a laugh as his remark. Aemond’s eye narrowed.

“Something funny, niece?” he asked, as you crossed your arms in front of you. 

“I just found it rather unappealing, tis all. Need your ego fluffed up a bit more, uncle?” you told him, raising your brows. Aemond’s mouth formed a tight line. Jace’s head snapped towards you. 

“Sister,” he warned. Aemond’s lip curled. 

“Careful, niece,” he says, voice smooth, “you begin to tug free from your brother’s leash.” Aemond makes a tsk sound with his tongue. Your cheeks fill with fire. You open your mouth to say something else when Jace wraps his hand around your arm. 

“Come on,” he orders, pulling you from the scene, “he’s not worth it.”

The incident in the training yard was hardly the last quarrel you got into with your uncle during your time at King’s Landing. It was as though your mere existences annoyed one another and yet you could not see to stay away from each other. 

Everywhere you went, he appeared. The library, the gardens, the sept. There was no escaping his torment.  

“I didn’t know you could read, niece,” Aemond had said, snatching a book you tried to reach, walking past you. You huff in frustration, trailing after him, deeper into the library. 

“Give it back.”

“Ivestragon issa isse valyrīha,” he says (Tell me in Valyrian). 

Your face scrunches. Your mother tongue has been difficult for you and your twin to learn. You and Jace spent ages in the halls of Dragonstone practicing the language of Old Valyria. 

“What?” you ask, causing Aemond to smile at your defeat. 

“Nykeā zaldrīzes qilōni daor ȳzaldrīzes,” he says chuckling (A dragon who cannot speak).

You curl your hands into fists. You can feel the humiliation in your bones.

“Say it in the common tongue, if you’re so brave,” you taunt him, reaching for the book. He moves out of the way effortlessly. 

“Kostilus tolī.” (Perhaps later)

“It must be exhausting, being this insufferable all the time,” you tell him.

“You’re very cruel when you are feeling inferior,” Aemond tells you, a smirk on his face. 

“Inferior? To you?” you bark out a laugh, “you wish.”

“I already know it to be true,” he says, leaning against a desk, “in knowledge, in name.”

You sigh dramatically, tipping your head back to expose the skin of your neck. Your dark curls fall down your back, bouncing at the action, nearly mesmerizing your uncle. 

“You speak so poetically uncle, it almost feels like you’re trying to make a point.”

Aemond merely hums in response. He eyes your neck as though he wishes to sink his teeth into your flesh and tear out your jugular. 

“You always were a spiteful little creature,” he murmurs, eye narrowing. 

You hold his gaze for a moment. 

“Give me my book.”

“No, it is mine.” 

Your mouth forms a smirk then, eyes gleaming with mischief. 

“Cannot part with it for an afternoon?” you tease, pouting, “very sweet uncle, like a child with a toy.”

This causes him to throw the book across the room. 

Dinner is a nightmarish event. A fight is likely to start once your grandsire is removed from the room. Aemond stands to make a final toast. 

“Final tribute, to my nephews, and niece,” he drolls, holding his cup out. Your ears ring as he continues, you watch his smug mouth move the words lost to you. All you see is red. 

“I dare you say that again,” Jace says, from his spot with Helaena. You stand from your chair and move away from the table. 

“Twas only a compliment,” Aemond insists, “do you not think yourself strong?” 

Jace is on him, punching him in the jaw. Aemond barely moves, pushing Jace to the floor. You walk over to him, slapping his cup from his hand. It clatters to the floor, the wine pooling like blood. Aemond’s smirk only grows.

“Do you not tire of being your brother’s lapdog?” he says. You slap him before thinking of the consequences. He turns back to you, cheek an angry red. He twists his hand in your curls, pulling you close to him. You can feel his breath on your face. There is only Aemond in the room, the noises around drown out. You hold his gaze, both of your faces masked in rage. 

“I hate you,” you hiss. A growl rumbles low in his chest. 

“I hate you right back.” 

Daemon has to drag you from the room, at the instruction of your mother. You sit within their chambers trying to cool your head. 

“You are too quick to anger,” Daemon scolds, as you fix your hair. The roots sit painfully from being manhandled by your uncle. 

“He vexes me,” you snarl and Daemon chuckles. 

“He will not bother you long.”

You look towards your mother who rests her hand on her stomach. Her lilac eyes are sad. You wish you looked like her, especially when you were young. You often dreamt of waking with lavender eyes and silver hair. 

“What do you mean?”

Daemon glances at Rhaenyra for permission. Though Daemon has been your father figure for most of your life, he still looks to Rhaenyra for guidance when it comes to you. She nods.

“When we return to Dragonstone, you shall journey to Winterfell,” he begins, “to wed Lord Cregan Stark.”

Your blood turns to ice in your veins. It was only a matter of time, you supposed, but you had hoped your mother would delay it. 

“What?” you say through your teeth. 

“My love,” Rhaenyra says beckoning you to come sit with her, but you back away. 

“No, no! Mother please,” you beg, tears filling your eyes. Your voice is strained and panicked. 

You have sat in your mother’s lap and listened to her cry over being forced to marry. You have seen her tears and listened to her sobs in the night when she believed you to be sleeping. You have seen her unhappy, heard her thoughts on the matter. And yet she puts you in the same position. 

“I will not go!” you insist, though you are afraid you sound like a petulant child with your demands. 

“You shall do your duty,” Daemon says, a warning look in his eye. You do not meet your mother’s gaze as you flee from the room. 

Aemond finds you in the gardens. He had come to get some air after the event of dinner. When he spots you sitting on a bench his whole body tenses. He feels a throbbing where his sapphire eye sits as though your very presence is enough to bring on one of his painful fits. 

Aemond struts towards you, tongue ready to release a cruel remark. A twig snaps beneath his foot in his haste and you turn towards him, tears streaming down your face. Aemond feels as though he has been kicked in the gut as all the air in his lungs leaves him. 

Your face is red, dark eyes glassy with fresh tears as you stand. Your lower lip wobbles as the streams on your cheeks glisten in the moonlight as fresh tears wet your face. Aemond’s lips part as he readies to speak, to throw an insult your way. 

A sob slips through your lips and suddenly your arms are around him, and her nearly topples over as you throw your weight onto him. His chest muffles your sobs as you hide your face from him. Aemond froze, his hands held out to his side, as you anchored yourself to him. It is as though you cannot leave King’s Landing as long as you are tethered to him. 

Your hands claw his back, holding on as though someone intends to tear you from him. You are in the palm of his hand, how easily he could humiliate you now. But he does not. Aemond’s arms relax against you as he holds you to him. He brings a hand to stroke your dark hair from your face. 

He finds himself unable to speak, the words fizzling from his mind as he feels the heat from your body melt into him. All he can do is stroke your hair, rub soothing circles in your arm as his tongue fails him.

It unsettles something within him and disturbs him. His bastard niece, this is wrong, he thinks to himself. Aemond does not believe himself to be a comforting man. The kindness he displays to his niece is foreign to him. 

You hate her. 

You despise her. 

She is everything you loathe in this world. 

You look up at him with those big brown eyes, and Aemond believes you must think the same about him. Neither of you speaks. This is not a language either of you knows. But as your cries lull, you stay in his arms in the gardens bathed in moonlight, exploring this unknown territory together.