#help i hate thiss

[rongrii]

me when

me when this eerie feeling my moots and friends will break contact with me any time now because I'm not interesting and good enough to be their friend

[autism-corner]

being gay =3=ppp

[iamyourdailydoseofbi]

I can only share my interest in Aegon to you, so I’ll just drop this here. (Dw, contrary to what I say next, this is not a request. Just desperation.)

Broski, I NEED reader wife who’s scared of heights and dragons but Aegon gets her to ride with him just cuz he feels like it. (My hand is probably 1/3 smaller than one of their teeth. I believe Anyone sane should be scared sh’tless while seeing a dragon. 💀)

I ONLY READ ONE FIC WHERE THEY FLY ON A DRAGON! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY AEMOND FICS OF THISS??? HELP ME FIND MORE CUZ I NEED TO HAVE A RIDE ON A DRAGONNNNN. Imagine the refreshing air and scenery. (I personally imagine the beautiful pink/orange clouds from Httyd when Hiccup and Astrid fly together for the first time)😭⚰️

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Also, about the death threats, you handled it well. Really, when everyone finds out you like a hated character, it’s like they are trying to get you to sign your own death sentence. Anyway, keep doing you. You write exceptionally 🤭🫶 ily

PROMISE NOT TO DROP ME? ONLY A FOOL WOULD DROP YOU. ( HOTD x Reader )

pairing: Prince Aegon ii Targaryen x Lady-in-waiting! Reader prompt: Aegon kidnaps you to ride on dragonback, it does not go well. word count: 1, 000+ words

You had been very very firm when it came to dragon's. You were no Targaryen nor held a drop of Valyrian blood in your veins. Sure, you like to gawk at them in art. The dozen paintings, stained glass windows, and books that filled the Red Keep were enough. You would never dare to go near one in real life. Dragon’s were not natural. To ride one, to tame one, it was not natural. A lot of the things that the Targaryen’s did were not natural. 

So when you started as Helaena's Lady-in-waiting, you did everything you could to politely refuse to be near them. Need to go to the Dragonpits? The carriage was nice and comfy, no need to leave it. When Helaena offered to fly with her? Suddenly you grew ill with a cough. Helaena accepted, understanding your fears. She offered kind words and an open invitation should you ever change your mind on the matter.

Aegon was, as always, different. The word 'no'  just could not connect in that tiny little brain of his. He took it as a challenge. He would jest about kidnapping you and taking you flying. You laughed and told him you'd push him out of a window if he dared to do it. 

Of course, he had tried once with a look a little too serious on his face. After waddling away, clutching his groin from your hard kick, he learned that it would not be easy to get you on dragonback. You’d fight back. You would be a challenge, he liked that a lot.

Kicking and screaming at the top of your lungs, you did everything you could think of to get free of Aegon's hold. Clawing at his arms wrapped around your waist, he dragged you along to the Dragonpits, the dragon keeper's onlooking in confusion and mild horror. You could give less of a shit if they thought you mad. There was no way in the Seven Hells that you were going on a flight with Aegon. You'd rather kiss the King's rotten lips than to go flying.

"No! Put me down, you drunken oaf!" You shout, thrashing against him.

"No."

"I am going to kick you so hard you'd never be able to get it up again, Aegon! Put me down!" You bellow, yanking at his hair.

"Not a chance, we are going flying." Aegon brushes off your threats, "You will enjoy it. Tis' delightful."

Letting out a loud scream into his ear, he did not falter, running off of pure spite and stubbornness. It would have been admirable, if it was not for the fact he was dragging you along to go flying. Yanking hard on his hair, he yelps loudly, though his grip does not falter. Gods damn it, why did he have to be strong? Sensing that fighting would not help you, you tried another way.

"Please, please, Aegon." You beg, "I'll give up my desserts for a whole moon. Just let me go."

"Tempting." He chuckles, a smirk on his face.

"Please, Aegon. I do not wish to fly." You beg, on the verge of tears.

"I fly all the time. Once I even did it drunk, tis' nothing dangerous." He scoffs, rolling his eyes. 

Shaking your head frantically as his grip tightens, he drags you into the dark cave, the stench of dragon thick in the air. The few torchlights in the cave illuminated enough to see his dragon, Sunfyre, burrowing into his rocky nest. Feeling tears of fear bubbling up, you go deadly silent, losing your voice. This was your worst dream come true. Face to face with a dragon. Holding back the whimper in your throat, Aegon presses a kiss onto your temple, refusing to let you go.

“He won’t harm you. He’s used to your scent.” Aegon whispers into your ear, “I brought him one of your dresses to smell.”

“Let me go.” You whimper out, voice full of pure terror. 

“Come on, you’re already here. Let’s just go for a quick flight.” Aegon argues, shaking his head dismissively. 

“Aegon..”

Slowly letting go of your waist, you go to bolt for the cave exit, only to be swept back up into Aegon’s arms. He carried you like a toddler who had a habit of running away. Letting out a loud cry as he refused to put you back down, he wags his finger mockingly, a half amused look on his face. Hearing Sunfyre stir in his nest, you try more desperately to get away, the rumbling of the dragon echoing loudly in the cave. 

“No, no, no.” He scolds, “Bad Y/n. No running away.”

“Put me down! I want to go back to the Red Keep!” 

“No, if I have to attend Court, then you cannot escape this.” He suggests, “Consider this your duty.”

“Fuck duty. Put me down, Aegon!” You sob, bottom lip wobbling. 

“Ooh, so now we do not care about duty, hm?” He mocks, shaking his head with a smirk.

Pressing a gentle kiss onto your temple, he carried you closer and closer to Sunfyre, until the two of you were right in the dragon’s face. Feeling your grip tighten on him, he slowly smiles at the feeling, like see you so unlike yourself. This had to be the first time he had seen you act so improper and anxious. It was refreshing, amazing, and amusing all at the same time. 

Smiling bright as Sunfyre stirs away, the golden dragon huffs at the two of you, his two large green eyes staring back. Puffing his chest out in pride, he hoped the sight of his dragon would impress you and make you swoon. His dragon always got compliments. Looking down at your face, there was not an ounce of admiration or awe or anything positive, only terror. 

“He’s pretty is he not?” He gloats proudly, “You know, they say he is the prettiest dragon to have ever been hatched.”

“If I survive this, I am going to kill you.” You whisper out, face pale.

“Stop speaking as if you are going to die. Sunfyre would not dare to attack, not whilst I am here.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“I’ve seen your dragon, can we leave now. I want to go back to the Red Keep, Aegon.” You whimper, tears bubbling up in your eyes.

"No. Don't you dare." He argues, "Don't you dare do the whole crying trick on me. I am not foolish like Helaena and can be swayed."

Watching as you sniffle and whimper, his grip tightens on you, not wanting to give up just yet. Seeing the big puppy dog eyes you give him, he grits his teeth, tensing up. He falter's for a moment. He was always sucker for those big puppy dog eyes of yours. You knew how to make him crumble.

"No, no, no, don't give me that look." He tries to resist.

"Please, Aegon."

"No. Stop that." He shakes his head, "Stop that right now. I demand you stop that."

"I..I want to go home, Aegon. Please, take me home." You beg, sniffling.

Letting out an exasperated groan at you begging and pleading to go home, he begrudgingly agrees to it, knowing that it would be no fun if you cried the entire time. Scowling like a child who had its toy taken away, he loosens his grip on you, putting you back down onto your feet. One day he’d get you on dragonback. Sadly, just not today.

"Aegon, please, I want to go home." You whimper, tears streaming down your flushed cheeks.

“Fine, fine, stop crying.” He grumbles, “But next time, we are going to actually get on the dragon.”

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[bloodlust-1]

Are you still taking requests? I literally cannot control myself when it comes to angst so I was thinking of a fic where Tav gets kidnapped by Cazadors spawns and is getting tortured by him, so Astarion goes crazy with worry and anger trying to get them back

Like I said i am insatiable when it comes to angst

The dramaaaaa.... LET'S DO THISS SHITT. I do love me some angst too :')

Hope you enjoy @blades-are-for-skating-ya-dingus <3

. Shackles .

Astarion x fem Tav — angst

T/W: abuse, blood

Notes: I’m so proud of this one ahh. This makes me hate Cazador even more.

Tav's body trembled as the shackles dug into her wrists, her bare skin exposed to the cold, damp air of the dungeon. She had been captured by Cazador one night by his spawns. Tav never returned back to camp that night, and the only thing that was left for Astarion was a note he found on a spawn:

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"My Dear spawn, how dare you to run away from me. Know that there will be consequences for your actions, and your lover will not be spared from my wrath. You will regret ever crossing me, my child."

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Her wrists were bound by heavy shackles, chains attached to the wall, preventing her from moving more than a few inches. The sharp metal dug into her skin, causing her to wince in pain every time she struggled against them. Her body was covered in bruises, cuts, and burns, the result of Cazador's ruthless torture techniques.

Cazador stood in front of Tav, a wicked grin on his face. He held a whip in his hand, the same one he had used to lash Tav's back until it bled. She could barely lift her head to look at him, her body exhausted and broken.

"Pathetic," Cazador sneered, his eyes filled with malice. "You thought you could hide from me? A mere mortal challenging a vampire? How foolish."

Cazador stood in front of her, his face twisted into a sadistic grin. "You think your lover, Astarion, will save you from me? He will help me ascend and be nothing more than dirt on the floor. And soon, you will be too. Tell me where is the boy."

Tav's heart sank at the mention of Astarion's name. All Tav wanted was to trade with a merchant to gift Astarion a better dagger. But now, here she was, captured and tortured.

"Never," Tav spat, defiant even in the face of her tormentor.

Cazador's grin widened. "We'll see about that, my dear. We have ways of making you talk."

He signaled to his spawn, Petras, and he poked at Tav's skin with a hot metal rod. She cried out in pain, her body bruised and bloodied. But she refused to say any information.

"You will never have Astarion again," Tav gasped, her voice weak from the beatings.

Cazador's smile turned into a scowl, and he grabbed Tav's chin roughly, forcing her face to meet his. "You wretched thing."

Cazador motioned for Petras to stop as he approached Tav, snatching the hot iron rod from Petras’s hand. Tav's eyes widened in terror as she realized what he was about to do.

"Please, no," she begged, tears streaming down her face.

But Cazador didn't listen. He pressed the hot iron against Tav's skin, causing her to scream in agony. The smell of burning flesh filled the dungeon.

"I will make you suffer until you give me what I want," Cazador growled, enjoying every moment of Tav's pain.

Tav's body shook with sobs as the torture continued. She thought of Astarion, their love, and their plans for the future. She refused to let Cazador break her, even if it meant her death.

"I said no, you bastard!," Tav cried, her voice hoarse from screaming.

Cazador continued to torture her, and Tav's thoughts became consumed with memories of Astarion. The way he looked at her with love, the cold touch of his lips on hers.

"I love you, Astarion," she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

But as the darkness of the dungeon consumed her, Tav feared she'd never see Astarion again.

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Astarion's heart raced as he crept through the dark and musty corridors of the dungeon. His mind clashed between anger and guilt. Astarion feared that Tav was somewhere within these walls, shackled and tortured by Cazador.

When Astarion reached Tav's cell, he caught sight of her. Tav's face was pale and bruised. She was shirtless and barely conscious.

But even in this state, Tav was still the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on.

His hands trembled as he quickly picked the lock, and with a loud click, the chains that bound Tav fell to the ground, and Astarion's heart swelled with relief and anger. He scooped her up in his arms, ignoring Tav's cries of pain from the bruises and cuts covering her body.

"Shh, my love. It's me," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I've come to take you away from this place."

Tav's tear-stained face looked up at him, and her eyes widened in surprise. "Astarion? How did you find me?"

Astarion fixated his eyes on Tav's face, the sight of her hurt gaze ached his dead heart. "I will always find you, no matter where they try to hide you." He pulled the shirt off his back and covered Tav's bare chest.

Carefully, Astarion carried Tav out of the dungeon, making sure to avoid any spawns or traps along the way. It was especially hard when Tav winced to every movement.

Astarion stealth his way out of the palace and went back to camp. He felt anger gnawing at his chest. He should have been there to protect Tav, But he had failed, and now Tav had suffered because of his shortcomings.

When they got back to camp, their companions rushed to their side, relieved to see Tav alive. Shadowheart, Wyll, Gale, and Karlach swarmed around Astarion.

"Get out of the way! She needs to rest!" Astarion snapped in a fit of anger. His emotions were pouring out in the worst possible way, and whoever was in the way needed to move.

Astarion gently settled Tav onto his bed, frowning at the sight of her bruised and battered body. She winced in pain as he placed her down, but he quickly reassured her, "I'll take care of you."

He grabbed a small bucket of water and a cloth, carefully cleaning the dried blood and dirt from her skin. Tav winced again, tears streaming down her face as he touched her injuries.

Gods this is all my fault. Astarion gritted his teeth from the sting of remorse.

"It's going to be alright," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I promise, I won't let anyone hurt you like this again."

Cazador will pay for this.

Tav weakly reached out to wipe away the tears that had fallen from his eyes, a small smile tugged on her chipped lips. "Don't cry, Astarion. You're here now, and that's all that matters."

He couldn't help but chuckle at her stubbornness, even in her injured state. "Your wit amazes me, my dear."

Astarion continued to clean and tend to her wounds, his hands gentle and careful than anything he'd ever touched in the past 200 years. Tav winced and hissed in pain, but she never once pulled away. She simply gripped his hand tightly as he worked, her eyes shut tightly.

Tav winced as he tended to a particularly deep cut on her arm. "It hurts," she whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

"I know, my dear," Astarion's eyes narrowed at her pain. "But I promise, I'll make it better."

After what seemed like hours, Astarion finally finished and leaned back, a satisfied look on his face. "There, all done."

Tav slowly opened her eyes and looked down at her now clean and bandaged skin. "Thank you..." The burn marks would scar her skin forever. It was something Tav looked past for her own sake.

"You are strong," he continued, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "And I will do everything in my power to protect you and keep you safe from Cazador."

Tav reached up and cupped his cheek, she whispered. "I trust you.."

Astarion leaned down and pressed his lips against Tav's, pouring all of his emotions into the kiss. Tav pushed against his lips gently, while his hands held Tav's shoulders. When they pulled away Tav could see the desperation in his eyes and it was heartbreaking.

"Rest now, my dear. I'll be here when you wake up." And with that, Astarion stayed by Tav's side, watching over her as she drifted off to sleep.

Any thoughts? Comment 👇🏼 I love to engage!

[sophswritingthings]

Ok so I've had this fic idea with Mizu literally since the show came out ok so like reader and mizu are in a secret relationship and reader is a prostitute and mizu comes to see her often at the prostitute house (idk what its called lol) and all the other prostitutes are just like wow he really loves reader and its just all cute and fluffy

pairing: mizu x fem!prostitute!reader

warning(s): mentions of prostitution/sex work, sexual situations, swearing

a/n: dude!!! i was waiting to see if someone would request thiss!! or I was gonna write it as a stand alone lmao

word count: 752 words / 4,060 characters

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you had been doing your daily work; work you hated—seeing as your heart was taken by one and one only. 

once you got your last customer for the day off, you sighed, holding your forehead as you slipped into the back of the brothel. you grabbed a brush, beginning to comb through your black locks.

“(y/n)! you have a visitor,” a sing-songy, teasing voice came from the other room. your head popped up, looking to see a certain someone standing in the doorway.

“mizu!” you jumped up with a smile, wrapping your arms tight around her waist. she chuckled, ruffling a hand through your hair.

“someone missed me,” she whispered.

“I do. everyday,” you murmur, leading her over to your station. you sit down, folding your legs under you. mizu smiled softly, sitting behind you and taking the brush from your hands.

she placed it in her left hand, her right hand wrapping around your waist as she brushed your hair gently—making sure to not leave one knot or kink.

you glance over, seeing the other girls talking about you and mizu. you didn’t care, though, you loved mizu and you didn’t care who knew it really.

the next day, you woke up in bed—mizu’s warmth had come and gone—she had work to be done and you knew that. but you couldn’t help but miss her tender embrace.

you slowly got out of bed, rubbing your eyes and moving toward your station.

you saw one of your friends smiling up at you.

“have a nice night, last night?” they chuckled, “your samurai left early this morning; he left you a note.”

you gazed at them with a raised, smiling, “you read it, didn’t you?”

“couldn’t help it!” they laughed, “your love life is much more interesting than mine; having some lost boy chasing after you, hm?”

you giggled, blushing a little, “okay—what did it say, then?”

“he said that he’d return tonight,” she smiled softly. “he was traveling to a nearby noddle shop.”

“ah! I see,” you nod your head, beginning to brush through your hair. “so get through another day of pleasing some old begger.. and get to see him at the end of the day. sounds like a plan.”

your friend chuckled, beginning to place their hair up in its normal style.

“you are so lovesick,” they shake their head. “I am happy for you, though. that you’ve found someone?”

you sigh, glancing at the small compact of rouge that mizu had given you.

“as am I.” you whisper, you’re voice light and airy—as if you were lost in thought.

“hello? earth to (y/n),” they snap their fingers, dragging you out of your thoughts. they laugh. “you really are in for it with him, aren’t you? what’s next, you escape and marry him?”

you sigh, “hopefully one day,” you murmur.

after your next day of work; you’re worn out and tired—your customers for the day were not gentle with you. not like mizu was, anyway.

you had stepped outside to get some fresh air.

you saw her, standing there—ready to come inside.

a smile curled onto her lips as she saw you.

you practically jumped into her arms, wrapping your legs around her waist and your arms around her neck.

“long day,” you murmur into her neck, feeling her bring you back to your feet.

“well,” she runs a hand quickly through your hair. you loved it when she did that. “I hope this can make it a bit better.”

she folds open her hand to reveal a crane shaped hairpin. she always loved to buy you gifts; she wasn’t one with words, but you knew she loved you.

“you’re so sweet,” you take the pin gently, pinning it through your kimono—even if it was a hairpin. you wanted her close to your heart at all times.

“and one more thing,” she continued. “I have found a way to get to my white man.”

your expression drops, “so you.. are leaving?”

she nods, “yes,” she takes your hands in hers. “I am requesting you come with me.”

your eyes travel to the brothel behind you. could you give up everything you’d ever known?

you didn’t know. but you were damn willing to try.

“okay,” you nodded with a smile. “okay. when do we leave?”

a smile creeps onto her face, “in the morning,” she takes your hand, leading you back into the brothel. “we can stay for the night; and be off by sunrise.”

“alright. let’s get to bed, then.”

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[aemondapologistfrfr]

Better Than Me

aegon x twin!male!oc (baelor)

Summary: Aegon and Baelor have a complicated relationship but care for each other deeply nonetheless. Baelor is Alicents favorite while Aegon feels like her punishment and she has never hidden this. 

Warnings: 18+ drinking, swearing, depression, alicent being a shitty mom!, handjob, jealous/hate/love/angry sex 

Authors Note: my first true mm and 3rd person pov!!, my bestie helped me come up with thiss, surprise this is angsty 🙂

Word Count: 2.7k

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Baelor hates when he walks past Aegons chambers and can hear him crying. Aegons soft sniffles break Baelors heart. He knocks softly on the door and hears him grumble and try to calm his breathing. Baelor pushes the door open and pops his head in. Aegon throws a blanket at Baelors face as he slips into the chambers. 

“Out,” his voice raw. “Brother.” he looks to him with resentment. “Out,” Aegon storms over to him with a flushed face pushing Baelor against the door. 

“Did she say something again?” he tries to search Aegons eyes but he’s pulling Baelor off the door and out it the next second. Baelor sighs starting down the hall. Servants nod to him as he begins to make his way down the steps. 

“My Prince,” Cole calls from behind. “Your mother would like a word.” Baelor turns to him with annoyed eyes and follows after him. The halls are barren as they slow before his mother’s chambers. 

“Thank you, Cole.” Baelor nods his head and enters seeing Alicent waiting in a chair in her solar. 

“How are you, my sweet boy?” she pulls him into a hug and he hates himself for how much comfort he can receive while his siblings receive scraps. 

“Aegon seems upset.” Baelor pulls back looking to his mother. She brushes back his dark locks and looks at him with soft eyes. When she looks at him she sees herself. She’s always been so gentle with Baelor and his siblings have always resented him for it. 

“Don’t worry about him.” Alicent shakes her head pressing her lips against his forehead. “How are you feeling?

“Cole said you needed me.” Baelor steps out of his mother’s reach and she frowns. 

“Is it a crime to want to see my son?” she shakes her head trying to understand why he’s being so short with her. 

“What of Aegon? He could use some comfort.” Baelor inhales deeply as he sees his mother’s eyes darken and her nostrils flare. 

“I’m sure he’ll find comfort in his cups or servants.” she sighs turning back to her chair. “Then you should go comfort him since you’re so concerned.” Alicent waves Baelor off and he scoffs leaving the chambers. 

Baelor finds himself in the wine cellar looking for a bottle he knows Aegon has loved since they were young boys. Baelor has never had a taste for such indulgences but he’s never faulted his twin for needing an escape. His fingers graze against the matte bottle and he grabs it making his way back to Aegons chambers. 

“Let me in, brother.” Baelor pounds on the door. 

“What?” Aegon rips the door open. 

“I brought wine.” Baelor shrugs lifting the bottle. 

“Come.” he pushes the door open for Baelor to enter. 

“You should let the servants pick up.” Baelor takes in the state of Aegons chambers. “It might make you feel better.” 

“It wouldn’t.” Aegon grabs the bottle from Baelors grasp and begins pouring two glasses. 

“Oh, I didn’t want any.” Baelor raises his hand wincing hoping this doesn’t upset him.

“Always better than me.” Aegon rolls his eyes downing one of the cups. 

“I didn’t say that.” Baelor scrunches his brows knowing this would be the outcome.

“You didn’t have to.” Aegon waves a hand at him downing the other glass. 

“Maybe you should slow down.” Baelor steps to Aegon and he barks out a laugh. 

“Gods you sound just like her. Mother’s perfect little Prince.” Aegon grabs the bottle bringing it further into his chambers. 

“Mother never comes to you, but I do.” Baelor follows him as he grabs more wine from his table. 

“Do not start.” Aegon turns pointing a finger at him. “I did not invite you in here to be ridiculed.” 

“Why did you invite me in, Aegon?” Baelor tilts his head and Aegon clenches his jaw. 

“You know why.” Aegons voice wavers. 

“Then come to the bed.” Baelor nods his head and Aegon sighs hating himself. Baelor crawls into bed and pats the space next to him. Aegon looks at the space begrudgingly and begins to crawl into the bed. Baelor pulls Aegon against his chest and smooths his hair back. 

“Do you think she would be happier if I was dead?” Aegons voice barely audible as he clings to his twin. 

“I hate when you talk like this.” Baelors voice cracks as he holds his brother tighter. “What brought this on today?” he tries to lift Aegons face but he holds on tightly to Baelors waist.

“Everyday is like this lately.” Aegon mumbles. 

“What can I do to make it better?” Baelors voice is soft as he tries to coax his brother to sit up and look at him. 

“Stay.” Aegon hates how broken he sounds as he continues to cling to him. 

“Of course I’ll stay.” Baelor wraps his arms around him tighter. 

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Aegon stumbles up the stairs from the wine cellar and looks around. Giggles and hiccups spill from his mouth as he starts in the direction of Baelor. He waves off the people in the hallway as his hands brush against the stone to steady himself. He smiles widely when he makes it to the correct door. 

“He said he doesn’t want to be disturbed, my prince.” Baelors guard places a hand on Aegons shoulder as he tries to push in. 

“I don’t care. Leave us.” Aegon shoves past the guard and slams the door behind him. 

“What are you doing?” Baelor groans annoyed putting his books down. He watches Aegon stumble over to him with furrowed brows and flushed cheeks. He stops in a huff in front of him and Baelor smiles up at him. 

“Saving you from being so boring, brother.” Aegon snaps the book shut and Baelor rises out of annoyance at losing his place. 

“Reading could do you well.” Baelor looks over Aegons drink lulled state. “Better than your cups.” he huffs opening his book up once more. He doesn’t mean for his words to come out so harshly.

“Mm, will you hate me now too?” Aegon chuckles draping across Baelors back.

“I could never.” Baelor relents brushing his fingers against one of Aegons arms. He knows he shouldn’t but he loves when Aegon is drunk and needy.

“Are you sure?” Aegons warm breath fans across Baelors neck. He loves to tease Baelor and watch his cheeks flush. 

“I’m sure.” Baelor leans back into him and Aegon chuckles against his neck. Aegon darts his tongue across Baelors neck and he groans. “What do you need, Aegon?” 

“Attention.” Aegon whines into his neck. 

“Let me finish my studies first.” Baelor steadies his voice. 

“No. Now.” Aegon bites down on Baelors neck and he groans gripping the table. 

“I will be done soon. Just go lay on the bed.” Baelor stands and turns. “And drink some water.” he looks over Aegon who is trying to press himself against Baelor. 

“What do I get if I listen?” Aegon smirks watching Baelor blush. 

“You’ll have to wait and find out.” Baelor nods him to the bed before he turns back to his book. Aegon groans dragging his feet to the bed. He sprawls out looking to Baelor who is paying him no mind. Aegon sighs out loudly again and Baelor bites his lip trying to stifle his laugh. 

“Seriously?” Aegon pouts from the bed trying to get Baelor to turn around. 

“Keep yourself entertained.” Baelor tosses back to Aegon and he groans burying his head in the pillows. He holds against a pillow and inhales deeply. He hugs it to him and lets the smell of Baelor take over his senses. He starts to let his mind drift as he cuddles into the pillows and blankets. 

Baelor peeks over his shoulder and smiles happily as he sees Aegon curled up in his bed. He turns back to his book content to know that Aegon is safe and accounted for. He spends the next hour finishing up his studies before he joins Aegon in bed. Baelor closes his book and adds it back to the tower before he walks silently over to the bed. He smiles seeing his brother so peaceful for once. He curls his body around Aegons and holds him as he falls asleep with him. 

“Wake up.” Aegon pouts into Baelors neck as he slowly starts to stir. 

“You fell asleep first.” Baelor groans holding Aegon against him. 

“I don’t care.” Aegon places kisses across Baelors neck. Baelor sighs tilting his head wanting to give him more access. 

“I didn’t want to wake you. You were so content.” Baelor hums as Aegon trails his hands around his chest. 

“I think I would also be content with my cock in your hand.” Aegon grinds against Baelor. 

“Must you always talk like that?” Baelor grunts bucking up and flipping them over. No matter how many times they tumble in each other’s bed Baelor never gets used to Aegons dirty mouth. 

“Then make me be quiet.” Aegon taunts and Baelor smashes their lips together. Aegon melts into the kiss and pulls Baelor down closer to him. 

“You sound so needy.” Baelor pushes his chest down to the bed. “Kiss me. Pay attention to me. Squeeze my cock.” Aegon whimpers at Baelors mocking tone. 

“Baelor please,” Aegon bucks his hips up and Baelor shakes his head. 

“Exactly my point.” he chuckles against Aegons mouth. He pulls the laces of Aegons trousers loose and pushes his hand in. Baelor wraps his hand around Aegons length and swipes his thumb across his leaking tip. “Tell me how it feels.” Baelors words a command not a question and Aegons eyes screw shut. 

“Start moving your hand.” Aegon jerks his hips into Baelors hands and he chuckles. Baelor squeezes around his tip and Aegon lets out a strangled cry. Baelors deft fingers collect his precome and slides it down Aegons throbbing shaft. “Fuck, Baelor,” he jerks his hips up. 

“Always so desperate.” Baelor chuckles against Aegons lips before he encases them. Baelor loves the way Aegon pours everything into him as he squirms beneath him. Aegon shivers under Baelors touch as he starts to move his hand faster. Baelor bites down on Aegons lip how he knows he likes and Aegon gasps jerking beneath him. 

“Baelor, please,” Aegon whines while Baelor starts to pump him quickly. His stomach tightens and Baelor squeezes his fingers tighter around him and he starts to burst across Baelors hand. “Fuck, please,” Aegon trembles beneath him as Baelors hand starts to slow. 

“Now go back to bed.” Baelor mumbles against Aegons mouth. 

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Alicent looks to the ceiling as she tries to collect her thoughts. She never understood what she did to deserve a son like Aegon. No amount of help or yelling will change him and she’s given up on him. 

“Why can’t you be more like Baelor?” Alicent sighs to Aegon as she shakes her head. Baelor could never be replaced by any of her children. He was hers and hers alone.

“No one will ever live up to your perfect Baelor.” Aegons voice cracks. “I will never be what you want. You’ll never love me.” his eyes slide to Alicents and she looks at him as if she would like to be anywhere else. 

“Gods know I tried Aegon. You’re impossible.” she looks him over before storming out of his chambers. A sob tears through him once he’s alone and he buries his head in his hands. Aegon grabs the closest glass near him and shatters it against the wall. 

“Aegon,” Baelors voice alights Aegons anger anew. 

“Perfect fucking Baelor. Mothers favorite. Mother’s only son.” Aegon spits the words to his twin. “What do you want?” he fists Baelors tunic.

“To make you feel better.” Baelor keeps his voice small. He tries not to look at Aegon with sadness but he knows he’s failing at the way Aegons nostrils flare. 

“So you pity me.” Aegon confirms shaking his head and turning. “I don’t want your fucking pity. Stop looking at me like I’m broken.” he berates himself as his voice cracks. “I can make you hate me too.” Aegon pushes Baelor face first onto the bed and Baelor looks over his shoulder. 

“Do whatever you need to. I could never hate you.” Baelor searches Aegons eyes. He nods his head softly and Aegon just pushes his head back into the pillows as he hovers above him. 

“Stop looking at me like that.” Aegon grits through his teeth. 

“I love you, Aegon.” Baelor mumbles against the pillow. He feels Aegons fingers grip against his hip roughly. 

“Stop.” he brings his other hand to push Baelors head further into the bed. “Stop lying.” Aegons mind feels like it’s breaking and he loses it the second he feels tears fall down his cheeks. 

“I hate you.” Aegon sobs and Baelor tries to turn his head to look at his twin. “I fucking hate you, Baelor.” he pushes Baelors head down before releasing it and harshly pulling down his trousers. Baelor gasps biting his lip as Aegon pulls his trousers the rest of the way off. Aegon pushes off of the bed grabbing the oil from his table and pours it generously on Baelors hole. He watches it drip down with heavy lids as Baelor moans into the pillow. 

“Be quiet.” Aegon growls pushing a single finger in. Baelors eyes close as he relaxes around his finger as he starts to pump it. Aegon trickles more oil as he slips in a second and Baelor sighs pushing back. Aegon slides his other hand between Baelors legs and slides his oiled hand down his hardened length. 

“Aegon,” Baelors voice is wrecked as Aegon showers him with pleasure. Baelor doesn’t know whether to stay quiet or show Aegon how good he’s doing. Aegon pushes in a third finger pumping quickly as he squeezes around Baelors tip. “Fuck me,” the words spill out of Baelors mouth and Aegon removes his hands from Baelor leaving him arched and needing. 

“I said be quiet.” Aegon grunts pushing into Baelor. Aegon groans as he settles slowly grinding his hips. Baelors breath is knocked from his lungs and his arms collapse into the bed. Aegon starts to push into him harshly and Baelors knees threaten to give out. 

“Aegon,” the name slips from Baelors mouth. 

“Shut the fuck up or I’ll send you out of my chambers as you are now.” Aegon snaps his hips into Baelor. “Cock leaking and fucked out. Wonder what mother would think of her perfect boy then?” he chuckles and Baelor fists the sheets around him. Aegons hand travels around Baelors front and squeezes against Baelors wanting length. Baelor explodes in his hand with his head buried in the pillow. Baelor has tears pricking at his eyes as Aegon continues to push into him.

“Now just lay here and take it.” Aegon releases Baelors length and grips at his hips instead. He hammers into Baelor chasing his own high as he curses lowly. Aegon pushes into Baelor particularly roughly and fills Baelor who lets out soft whimpers. He pulls out quickly and stands up. “Leave.” Aegon starts to pull his pants back on.

“No.” Baelor shifts and looks up to Aegon. He reaches up and pulls Aegon back to the bed and Aegon turns to him with a scrunched brow. “I’m staying.” 

“Why?” Baelor knows Aegon knows the answer but he’s happy to indulge him anyway. 

“Because I love you.” Aegons nostrils flare at Baelors words. 

“No you don’t.” Aegon goes to get up.

“I do.” Baelor pulls him back harshly and Aegon lands with a thud. 

“Do not lie.” Aegon turns to Baelor with glassy eyes. 

“I’m not. I love you.” Baelor pulls Aegon into his embrace and Aegon absolutely breaks down in his arms. “Shh, you’re okay.” Baelor holds Aegon tightly as he rubs his back soothingly. 

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[gojosrighthand]

"The moon is beautiful tonight"

INCL- HS!SatoSugu, confessions(kinda), down bad Satoru

Could not get these boy-kissers out of my head, so have a drabble I wrote in second-period math surrounded by homophobes ^-^

The wind is chilly, blowing Suguru's hair around. He had let it down, allowing his raven hair to frame his face. He sits perched on the roof atop a JJT campus building with his favorite person; Satoru Gojo.

The tall sorcerer couldn't help himself from stealing glances at his pretty, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 friend. Every time their eyes met, his heart skipped a beat, and his throat went dry. His hands were shaky and clammy, something that never happened before. Satoru Gojo was objectively gorgeous, turning the heads of women and men alike. He always found it effortless and natural to be flirty and blunt about his wants. He was always confident, but not now, not with Suguru.

His throat closed up when the ravenette said his name. His pale aflame with a deep red flush. One thing was for certain, he was smitten with Suguru Geto. He had to do it, he had to tell him how he felt. He didn't care that the Gojo clan would die with him. He didn't care Suguru was a guy. And he especially didn't care what anyone else thought.

Satoru turns to his friend, determination burned into his eyes. He's not backing down, but not this time. "It's like this Suguru!" The dark-haired man looks on at the blushing sorcerer in front of him. "I've kept this inside myself for a long time-" Satoru sees the long-haired teen shake his head and laugh. Looking at the big, bright, celestial body in the night sky. And to someone like Satoru, he shuts up immediately, wracked with instant fear and regret. He thinks to himself, spiraling down a tunnel of self-loathing. 'Does he not feel the same way? Does he hate me now?'

"Satoru..." He starts. "The moon is beautiful tonight-"

The white haired teen just stares at his friend. "S-Suguru, I-"

He's cut off by a hand on his, gently squeezing around his slender fingers. Suguru softly turning his gaze to him.

"Isn't it, Satoru?

Dividers by- cafekitsune

AHHHH I'm so proud of thiss!!

A/N: Did any1 catch the DRST reference?

[galaxygirl8880]

Harry Potter x TCF??????

A series of quotes kind of in order. My own take on this crossover

Came to be after one too many harry Potter x TCF fics

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"What do you see in the mirror, Cale-nim?"

"..Me sleeping peacefully"

"..Are you okay-"

---

"This is my second year at this fucking school why do so many things want to- ACK-" Cale quickly jumped left as the enormous basilisk attacked him once more.

"God I hate snakes-" Another dodge as he attempted to keep his balance at the same time.

'shouldn't Choi han be in my spot right now!?! I'm not a protagonist!?!?'

"You can't run forever."

"FUCK YOU-"

-

"Damnit, this *Cough* isn't how I wanted to die.."

"At least I got rid of that diary.."

Caw Caw!

"oh.. Fawkes you're too good for this world.. Please get Choi han, I'm gonna pass out now-"

-

"Its so obvious our new professor is a werewolf I don't understand how anyone hasn't figured it out?"

"...Are you going to tell anyone?"

"No. He's still the best DADA professor we've ever had so there's really no point. Why do you ask, Hyung-nim?"

"No reason."

--

"WAIT WAIT I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THISS-"

Rosalyn and Alberu watched with a sweat as the hippogriff flew off with Cale on it's back.

"...Are you sure he'll be okay?"

--

"this tournament is stupid, total bullshit. You're underage! Shouldn't there also be charms and crap to prevent this from happening? You shouldn't be allowed to compete-"

"Cale-nim-"

"and I suppose we're going to have to try figure out what the first task is so you have some sort of advantage. If I go check the library's forbidden section I could probably find some old-

"Are you going to help me?"

"..Why are you asking something so obvious?"

--

" cough God I hate getting wet-"

The headmaster watched as several students (and even a teacher) flocked towards Cale with far too many towels. The second champion of Hogwarts was also fussing over Henituse-

--

"Why do you want me to teach? Choi han is the top student for DADA?"

"We all know you could also be a top student if you actually tried. Besides, your silver shield is one of the best I've ever seen!"

"Choi han-"

Cale proceeded to attempt to protest to his teaching of the "class" and his every argument was shut down with a scary smile.

--

"How dare she-"

"you need to calm down, remember that she's in a better position than us because of the minister."

"But she's even hurting the first-"

"..."

"..."

"Choi-han?"

"Cale-nim, what's on your hand."

----

I can't quite remember the order in which some of these events happened-

And woo! I'm back :DD!!

But seriously, this Au has been running around my head ever since I rewatched the movies for the 100th time.

Please do give me your opinions on this :>

Have a nice day!

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

I had coffee my thoughts are all over the place it's not gonna make sense and I'm probably gonna change my mind about some of the things I said later but here's my ramble.

I'm so mad right now. There's so many things that piss me off with Peter B. I keep thinking about all the mess he keeps pulling throughout the first and the second movie. The fact that he betrayed Miles not once but twice BUT THREE TIMES (typing Miles up in ITSV, not telling him about the Spider Society or that he was an anomaly, CALLING HQ ON HIM BECAUSE HE WANTED TO SAVE HIS FATHER. Technically that's 4 but moving on.)

He refuses to acknowledge Miles as a fellow spider(which is probably why he didn't feel bad about finding Miles was an anomaly now he has a reason to not take Miles seriously.) And he keeps trying to insert himself into a mentor role when he's yet to do a whole lot of mentoring. What also throws me here is how he had the audacity to say the trauma builds character while being a mentor to help guide Miles into becoming Spiderman so Miles' could avoid the mistakes that Peter made.

I WILL NEVER BE OVER THAT CHAIR SCENE IN ITSV. How is it you as a grown man. A grown white man no less took a black teenage boy who you viewed as so much of a liability that you had to tie him up. And I know multiple people have talked about everything that's wrong with this scene but there's still something so haunting about watching him just nonchalantly be tied up kicking and screaming about how he wants to be let go that bothers me so much. And I find it hard to believe that this was just a scene we're supposed to just move on from. Did they do this on purpose? Was this supposed to showcase something about Peter's character that I'm not picking up on? Because I find it so hard to believe that the writers who made sure to explicitly show how Gwen's Peter is Christian because he later turns into a lizard wouldn't understand the implications of this scene.

I also don't think he's a strategic as he thinks he is. What do you think was going to happen when you forcefully tied this boy to a chair? You thought he was going to sit still? Also would you think the boy who's trying to save his father was going to do? Actually listen to your words? Sit back and be like, oh you're right I should just let my father die. (This is me going off my reasoning that he didn't plan out that one scene in ATSV. I think that he thought that because he's Miles' "mentor" he could get through to him in a way others can't. Which pretentious much?) His actions do more harm than good and it just works out for him somehow. (For instance Miles saving them in ITSV because he came late.)

These are my thoughts do with this what you will. All the stars decided to align today ig because I haven't been able to come up with coherent thoughts like this in a minute.

(I really need to rewatch itsv. So if there's anything here that I'm wrong about regarding itsv it's been like 5 years since I've seen it.)

I GET THISS SOOO HARD (I waited until I had coffee to answer this lol)

BUT YESSSSS Because like I can understanding giving Peter the benefit of the doubt, it makes plausible sense for a movie to have a certain amount of wiggle room plot wise.

But with writers who clearly understood punk enough to accurately show it in Hobie's arc, repeatedly put in the work to respect Cockney and Puerto Rican culture, who wrote every one of Hobie's lines with PERCISION - would just overlook the glaring hole in their story that is Peter.

Because we as a viewer are continually told we SHOULD look up to him and we SHOULD trust him - but in doing so they accidentally make him the exact opposite. Like.. It doesn't make sense to me.

The Focus on Jess & The Absence of Peter:

aka GODDAMN I hate Peter B. Parker [yet another rant about 'bad' writing, plotholes, and Peter not showing up for Miles or Gwen.

For example,

Jess is Gwen's mentor, and we see her mentor style is extremely different from Peter's and that's suppose to be a contrasting dynamic between them and the relationship between Miles and Peter. Okay, makes sense.

But by NOT having Peter be Gwen's mentor, the writers are implying that he didn't step up as an emotional mentor when all this given - HE SHOULD. Because he's the only adult that she knows, and she a freshly homeless teen who needs to be around people she trusts, rather than working at a society with an auditorium of adults.

But by trying to show off how much we should judge Jess, the writers have inadvertently given us a Peter who just..didn't take responsibility. That's what they're implying - that Hobie and Jess were the ones who came to get aid. And we're suppose to look the other way. I... can't do that, sir.

"Look at how mean Jess is, why not blame her-" Jess is doing her job. Where's the adult she actually knows and trusts. Can we get some dialogue about what he did for her? Or did he just do nothing?

Did they just forget to include that, or did Peter just forget to help?

For me, that's two points in the bucket. Not housing Gwen, and not being her mentor. He could've done one, the other or both.

But because he didn't, we're left asking "What WAS he doing in the Society?"

Missions, I assume. Cause he wasn't mentoring her, so he must have been off putting in legit work for Miguel, I assume.

If we're looking at the characters as full-rounded - which I would hope they are considering the depth of Gwen, Miles and Hobie, it's not a large jump to ask 'How involved was Peter in Gwen's time at the Society? Why is he not her mentor, or why is she not living with him?"

Gwen..should be staying with him. If you're an adult who knows a teen and they become homeless, and it is within your means - yeah, I do think it's a moral obligation to open your home to them, at least temporarily. If you care about them. But that aside, let's extend the benefit of the doubt. Maybe Gwen didn't want to see him.

But then the ratting Miles out thing. This, I can't get around-

Some may say that it was simply for plot development and that Lyla spoke suddenly as a mistake on her part.

And I gotta call bullshit.

Firstly, because this is the same movie where we're shown Hobie stealing parts prior to learning what the parts are for. The same film that literally animated a fight accurately to Bushwick down to the very street. Let's cut it some slack here.

And moreso - I could understand the justification that it was a mistake on Lyla's part.

If Lyla was human. She's not.

She's an AI, and a very sophisticated one at that. Lyla runs on protocol, because that's AI's do. She's made to do things the way that is mathematically most effective, based on her analysis and her code.

It's easy to see Lyla as just an avatar, and a comedic one at that - but Lyla is literally one of - if not the - smartest 'person' in the multiverse. She's the only one who can track Spot in real time. If Jess and Miguel need aid on a mission or with Spot, they call Lyla. And she's handled every Society mission prior to the chase.

Her speaking out of turn suddenly and giving Peter away is an understandable plot mistake, if she was subjected to human mistakes.

So far, Lyla isn't. It doesn't make sense, based on what Lyla is.

I think Lyla would know better than to give Peter away suddenly by detecting Miles' presence and still speaking out loud.

A lot ask 'What motive does Peter have for ratting Miles out?', but we also should also ask "What motive does Lyla have for ratting herself out?'

It's her goal to find Miles no matter what. She doesn't care, she kinda can't - she's an AI. She just has to find him and send Miles' location to Miguel. Her objective.

So her locating Peter without his knowledge and then giving herself away to him doesn't make sense - especially if Lyla knew Miles was that close, from a human standpoint and definitely from the standpoint of the most sophisticated AI in existence.

So I was under the assumption that - like you mentioned now, that before when he gets Miles alone, he may genuinely be trying to convince him still, but by the time they get into that space, I think that's around the time that it becomes a 'Okay, let's just get Miles back to HQ and talk about this' situation.

He genuinely ratted Miles out. In my eyes.

Because at this point, Miguel hasn't assaulted Miles. That comes later. So realistically speaking, his goal was probably to calm Miles down, and get him back to HQ however he could, and talk to him there.

Peter could've helped WAYYYY earlier.

People give Peter credit like 'Oh but he came over to Miles' side at the end-'

NO. YOU DO NOT GET A COOKIE.

Peter could've helped SO much earlier, and if anything, he was THE ONLY ONE in a position of helping.

Gwen can't do anything, like they physically restrain her when she tries to. And there's no point after they come to HQ that Gwen has the chance to turn around and help Peter.

Gwen doesn't get that chance. Peter DOES.

Had Peter helped Miles HERE, IMMEDIATELY, Miles would've gotten away without being assaulted by Peter.

If Peter had turned around and changed course in this moment, Miles would have been better off.

Fuck Peter B. Fuckkkkk hiiiimmmmm. NAWWWWWW

If Peter had let him go here, or helped him escape - Miles wouldn't have been taking hits up on that train. That's crazzzy.

But he wasn't trying to help Miles escape. If he wanted to, he would've. He could've just said "Matter of fact Miles, I think setting the WHOLE Society on you is a bizarre move and you should probably get out of here until Miguel can calm down and I can talk to him."

But he was like 'Nah, hold my baby. Matter of fact lemme tell you story in this pivotal moment when you're actively in danger. Here, look at me. What do you mean - I'm not stalling? I didn't rat him out on purpose.

Like either you did. And even if you didn't you didn't help him when you were literally the only person in the universe who could. In fact, he got away slower because of you. Lovely.

Peter is a grown man. He's not an idiot.

He knows Miles is in active danger. Why would an adult turn the conversation in that direction - about his baby - KNOWING Miles has no time.

As soon as Miles got his hands on MayDay, Peter is trying to change the conversation. Suddenly he's joking and laughing.

Even though Miles is freaking out. Why is Peter joking? He knows this isn't a joking situation. But here he is wasting Miles time, either accidentally or intentionally.

Because that'd be some good ass stalling.

There was nothing stopping Peter from helping him leave. But Peter was still on The Society's side, so he didn't. If he was on Miles' side, he would've helped him. He should've, but he was still for Miguel, because at this point Miguel hadn't assaulted Peter yet.

Congrats, Peter. Big L. Humbling Reality Spider-man everyone.

Like combine all this. AND THEN THE SCENE IN ITSV.

LITERALLY AND PHYSICALLY PETER IS ALWAYS HOLDING MILES BACK.

You cannot expect me to believe that the writers of a movie I can write 10k+ words about, just so happened to leave these two glaring plot holes for ONE character.

That I'm just suppose to ignore that Peter restrained Miles, a black boy, in ITSV. That he betrayed Miles for months, wasn't very active in Gwen's time at the Society, and he actively hinders Miles escape - if not actively ratting him out.

It baffles my mind.

It doesn't make sense, that these writers can write Hobie, Jessica, Miguel, Officer Stacy, Rio, and Jeff as fully rounded, well-thought characters. But for some reason, when it comes SPECIFICALLY to Peter B. - they just forget how to write. They just stop thinking about him the second they don't look at him.

IN BOTH MOVIES?

I don't buy it.

To have every other character be thoroughly thought through but have one of, if not these most iconic character full of plot holes...

I think the likely answer is they wrote him that way on purpose and he's just a bad person.

I'm sorry, and I'm laughing while writing this but like.

Either Peter is the ONE singular character who has a series of emotional plotholes - or he's just a bad mentor. It's one or the other. And it's open to interpretation.

But I wanna cut the writers some slack and say, No - they thought it through. And No, Lyla did not just randomly speak out of turn, he contacted her first off-screen before she replied to him.

And by waiting till the very end to come around, waiting until the person who looks up to you is deeply wounded to finally turn around - that's the same arc Officer Stacy goes through.

And we're not supposed to clap for him. It's lovely, but he doesn't get an award. And neither does Peter, not at all.

Maybe if had helped Miles escape in that moment. Maybe if he was Gwen's mentor or he housed her.

But as far as we know he spent those months of Gwen in the Society doing fuck all. We've seen no sign of his contribution anywhere.

And in a story about mentorship, that says something.

Anyway. This is long. Again fiosfgihrgirturetuier I'm SORRY

Once again, Fuck Peter B. All my Hobies hate Peter B. (not a typo)

He's worse than Jess.

And he's not worse than Miguel but I like Miguel more and it's not because of the ass that's just a bonus Miguel is cool (but also very wrong. but like personality wise we're cool).

Ummm I feel like I got off track here. Oh well!!

Damn he be doing Miles dirty. SMH

Bye.

[seiberries]

Hiii can I get Nagi with a fem s/o that's terrified of bees and wasps and will use him as a shield run away. Thank youuu

HELP I LOVE THISS you got it!

nagi seishiro : fem s/o scared of bees hcs

warnings: none, unless bees count! and one swear word

you and nagi were on a date outdoors for once. things were going well, and he was actually enjoying the fresh air after being stuck in the house. (the boy was trying to complete a game)

you both were dressed well too. you in your sundress and him in his cream sweater. even the weather was kind, sunny but windy- everything was perfect.

it was peaceful.

you wanted to take pictures to commemorate this “perfect” day, spotting a perfect spot near the flowers, you dragged your boyfriend. he lazily complied.

he rested his head on your shoulder as you raised your arm to take a picture, you looking at the camera and him looking at you.

buzz buzz

fuck.

looking to your side, you see a number of bees about a foot near your head. of course, you yell, not caring about the stares people gave you.

you then scrambled to hide behind your wall of a boyfriend, nearly in tears at the insects.

now, nagi couldn’t care less about bees normally. but anything that was bothersome to you, was definitely bothersome to him- and so he bravely protected you from the “villains.”

using his tall stature to block you away, he moved you to a place far away from the buzzing sounds you hated. upon arrival, you pat his head and kissed his forehead- your toes tipping to reach his height.

“ah... it was troublesome to see you scared of those bees. but... if this is the reward i don’t think i mind them after all...”

sei!

[lady-corrine]

https://www.tumblr.com/lady-corrine/736166029655474176/rhaenicents-laenyras-rhaewins-and-some-daemyras

OMG THISS

I couldn't help it and went into the anti Rhaenicent tag here and the way 90% of them were anti Rhaenyra and that's why they didn't ship them???? Not bc it didnt make sense or that Alicent was jealous of Rhae's position, or anything else, just that they *hated* Rhaenyra????

I even saw one stating she would have been glad if Alicent gleefully slashed Rhaenyra's arm durning Driftmark and I'm????

Like bae, Rhae MANHANDLED the bladed and stepped between it and her son. I know she knows how to fight and Alicent would have been on the ground, lmao. Rhae may be a princess but I just know she knows how to fight hair up and earrings out style.

Tell me about it.

Rhaenicents make fun of Rhaenyra being murdered, saying they can't wait to see it on screen. They call her illiterate, make fun of her suffering, call her a fat cow and so on. They call Daemon names but completely ignore Alicent cutting Rhaenyra's arm open or Alicent making Rhaenyra walk to her chambers the very second Rhaenyra gave birth, with a trail of blood after her. And I won't even get into Alicent teaching Aegon to see Rhaenyra as his enemy. Most of them detest Rhaenyra and detest the fact that Rhaenyra did not grovel at their fave's feet, while Alicent is completely obsessed with her.

Rhaewins constantly use the choking scene as a gotcha, constantly pray Daemon will abuse Rhaenyra in season two to "win" with their ship, constantly hope Daemon will cheat on Rhaenyra to... prove a point I guess. They reduce Rhaenyra's pain at the loss of her sons to "Rhaenyra actually mourned parts of Harwin", as if she wasn't the most loving mother we were presented in asoiaf and couldn't care any less about Harwin dying.

Laenyras never mention Rhaenyra outside of their ship. They make fun of Rhaenyra's traumatic miscarriage, they make fun of Visenya, they constantly whine about how Laena should have been presented as Daemon's "true love" and always throw Rhaenyra under the bus to uplift their fav. They cheer for domestic violence and wish for Rhaenyra to be subjected to it. The ship is nothing else but them trying to make their irrelevant fave somehow significant.

Daemyras are most of the time the ones that love Rhaenyra the most. But here too I see self inserts that only care about Daemon and his character. Saying Rhaenyra loved him more than he did her, that she should have been somehow grateful to him, that they don't see why Daemon would love her, that Rhaenyra would forgive him if he would kill her Velaryon sons to put his on the throne, excusing the choking scene and so on.

These people do not like Rhaenyra for herself or her character traits. They just use her for their petty fights in the fandom, because she is a popular and mostly beloved character. And I for one got very tired of it.

[solitarily-sofia]

heartstopper (tv show) unpopular opinions:

tao should not have cut his hair. i feel like his hair being long was a sign of him standing by elle and growing his hair out in solidarity bc elle had mentions she got suspended bc of hair length (and taos is curled bc straight it would be past his chin which is the length elle got suspended for) also tao is supposed to be an "outcast" but now hes lowkey fineee

i wish the rugby lads had more screen time, specifically in the reoccuring line up of the three of them gossiping and being cut off by coach singh.

the whole point of the show is providing happy healthy lgbt couples so people complaining its too cheesey, cringy or unrealistic are incorrect.

i hate to say it but charlies mom may have been correct in banning him from nick until he got his grades up... maybe there was a better way of doing so but there was a clear connection bc charlie declining in school and him constantly being with nick. but i am glad how they added that to the show especially from charlies pov bc its so perfectly teenagerly and angsty lol.

i wish they had more characters not in romantic relationships especially with the implications of sahar x imogen other than issac just bc hes ace

kit and joe are the best actors in the show, both together and on their own. (i do think nearly everyone is fantastic but they are definitely the best especially kit but he has 10 more year of experience than everyone else)

most unpopular of all.. i dont love inogen as a character... i think she deserves the best but nick refering to her as one of hsi oldest, closest friends seems a bit strange seeing how most of there relationship is her having a crush on him. she provided a good subplot and conflict in season one but idk she doesnt seem to fit with the show. (this could be bc i was a comic fan first) also i think this could be different if she was a straight ally and expanding on her friendships instead but now i fee like they just wanted more queer people in the show and so they are throwing her with sahar. (the lighting was not subtle) anyway i dont think she was really needed in s2 except to keep ben, who i also dont rly think was needed, and i wonder what they do for her in season three

sorry for such a long list lol and although it may not seem like it i do truly love this show/story. feel free to disagree with any id love to hear your thoughts

Hii sorry for the late response today's been a bit chaotic.

Let's unwrap thiss

I to an extent agree with the tao one, his hairstyle really compliments his personality and he said he felt comfortable with it in season 2! And at first he only cut his hair for elle. But I personally think his season 2 hair looks better aside from that. Still love this though because it's cute that he grew it long for elle! :)

For the second one, I KNOWW!!. I would have loved to see the friendship between nick, Christian, sai and otis develop more!! However, if the show continues to follow as it does in the comics. We should see them more in season 3!! :)

With this I agree, heartstopper isn't supposed to be 100% realistic, it's meant to bring a sense of comfort to people who are struggling.

I agree that his mum probably should have handled it better but it helped Charlie in the long run so that's good. And I think she does genuinely care, but reading this winter and solitaire I can't say I'm a massive fan of her.

The imogen x sahar thing is understandable as there are a lot of queer teen relationships in the show, but the show is showing different types of queer experiences/relationships and how they come to terms with their sexuality. I understand your side though :)

Kit and joe are such incredible actors!! They never fail to have me sobbing on the floor. I MEAN THE FINAL SCENE OF SEASON 2 I WAS BALLING. And I agree the rest of the cast are so incredible too! I really loved tobies performance especially this season. It's rare to see aroace representation but he really did such a great job and it stood out to me.

And finally, with imogen (as a comic fan myself) at first I'll admit I didn't exactly LOVE her character, but it wasn't really her fault she was just a girl who liked a guy. I loved how her character developed though! I kinda think it's a good idea for imogen to be more involved because as seen in season 2 she doesn't have many friends and it would be great to see her adapt herself more to the Paris squad and maybe understand her sexuality more.

Thankyou so much for this ask I loved answering this :)

[sketchyfrogzz]

♡things they love about eachother ♡

@myvirtuallove the sillies

Jay:

He LOVES how she likes his demon form! It warms his heart when she asks him to change into it,he also finds it funny how small she looks compared to his demon form he just clowns at her for it.

He also likes how she just kisses his broken horn cause the horn it the main reason he gets these small headaches so she just kisses his forehead and he just gets all giddy inside <3

He also just adores Destiny's reaction when he flirts with her,she is the definition of tsundere like she just does: "😒...😡" and gets all flustered especially when he initiates physical affection.

He won't let her look away,just gently grabs her chin and says some stuff he knows will get her flustered :3 if she doesn't talk he'll just kiss her untill she says something.

J- You good baby?

D- ...

J- ...>:) *kiss kiss kiss kiss-*

D- Stop.

J- :( ... :] *kiss kiss*

He also likes Destiny's natural hair,he thinks she looks cute despite Destiny hating it.He always just reassures her that he thinks she looks good :3

Destiny:

Likes how supportive he is of her at times,it really helps :] and makes her day better!

Also loves when Jay flirts with her but never admits it cause she's nervous about it,Jay finds it adorable tbh!

Something that Destiny always liked is when Jay kisses her scars,usually on her hips and legs,so she gets all embarrassed when Jay starts kissing the scars on her thighs and hips.Jay also has some scars and Destiny doesn't kiss them but instead just caresses them :]

She also admires how chill Jay is; you could tell Jay the most devastating insult and he would just be like- <:] and speaking of chill,Destiny likes when Jay calms her down,like one minute Destiny's fuming with rage but the second Jay hugs her she calms tf down.

She also likes how warm Jay is,just likes to lay on him like a koala (I will never stop mentioning that) and Jay's just laying under Destiny like 🧍🏿‍♂️ but doesn't complain..he tease her lol

Destiny and Jay don't rlly look like a couple in public cause they don't do ANY type of PDA (I'm touch starved but would NEVER like to do any affection in public lol)

Destiny also likes to tease Jay when she's in a cheeky mood! They about to kiss and Destiny just pulls away before their lips touch while her face is just like :] but Jay proceeds to tackle Destiny in order to get his kisses :3

@myvirtuallove Hope you like thiss!!

[officesupplied]

good lord I knwo probably a lot of those people are that “teehee uwu I wish I was abused!!1!1 :(“ but I know there’s some poor souls in there who genuinely need help and probably feel like they “haven’t gone through enough” to be considered “traumatized” and THATS WHY I HATE STUPID IDENTITIES LIEK TAHTA WIWAISAYHWIEHRBDOEHEBEOYDBDID

sorry for the rant !! shit like taht makes me wan t to tear apart a tree with my teeth

THIS THIS THISS chances are, instead of one big trauma, they went through very many microtraumas, but they might not even remember those or realize what they did to them.

I feel bad for the kids in these communities, it's very easy to be lured into something like this as an impressionable teenager.

I hope they can get help for these things and stop doing shit like identifying as transabused (😨) on the internet

[jaiistg]

Draco malfoy with a Teruhashi like reader

"in the mist of the crowds and the shapes in the clouds,I don't see nobody but you."

•Okay so first of all when you were new to Hogwards DRACO LITERALLY DESPITED YOU.Not because you were a mudblood (okay maybe a little bit) but because YOU were in gryffindor.

•He hated your ego,and I mean it.He hates the way that you always have perfect grades, beautiful smile,a flawless face,that beautiful blue eyes,and god your skills...Wait what was he thinking?! He was supposed to hate you!

•it all changed when you fainted in his arms because you were so exhausted.Why? Because you didn't wanted to disappoint your fanboys.It made him feel bad for you and he carried you all the way to his room and told everyone to fuck off.

•He sometimes helps you with your studies without you asking.He knows that you stay up late at night just to have perfect grades.

•He always knew you were a people pleaser right when you were new.Even when he was mean to you or anyone was you would still forgive them or respond nicely.He would sometimes acknowledge you to not let them stomp right over you.But you,being the people pleaser you are didn't do it,you knew being mean to one person or atleast standing up for yourself would ruin your reputation.And he totally understanded that<33

•Whenever you feel insecure of yourself he wanna tell you so goddamn bad that he loves every.single.thing about you.

•Even When the world is against you he'll always stand right by your side and protect you no matter what (not like he's brave enough to say it tho😭grow some ego my boy)

•Honestly,he didn't know he had fallen for you,that was until he found himself looking for you,everytime you were in a crowd where there were lots of people,for some reason reason all he see is you and nobody else.

•And boy...when he found out that he liked you BRO WAS IN DENIAL.It took alot of convincing but he learned to accept it somehow

•tbh,he would get jealous whenever he finds out a guy likes you.which is not new because your a popular girl and its totally normal ! However,when he found out that he liked you, he LITERALLY death glared the guys that liked you.He knew that they didn't stand any chance against him but still !! It annoys him so damn much like go die bitch,go find another girl to like shes already taken by me (SOMEDAY)

•When he finally confessed to you,IT WAS HELLA AWKWARD I MEAN ITS THE FIRST TIME HE EVER CONFESSED HIS FEELINGS TO A GIRL 🤷‍♀️ You still found it cute tho and accepted his confession 🫂. (Poor draco was blushing and can't even look you in the eye)

•When you guys are FINALLY official,you would point at random cute shits and say "Look Draco its us!!" "Yes love"

•He would always put efforts in your relationship and a good listener.You guys were there for eachother no matter what.

•He is really glad that your able to show your true self to him and open up!<33

•HE LOVESS YOUR GOSSIPSS LIKE "Babe you know *****?" "Yeah what about them?" "WELL THEY-" He can't help but smile everytime he gets to hear you voice

•Your a lalalalalalala girl,he is an okokokokok boy.I can already imagining him being an lalalalalalala whenever he's with you tho !

•He felt like his life was finally completed after you became his.He wouldn't know what to do without you :(( his precious and sweet girlfriend ! (Pls never break up with him)

Author's note: PLS DON'T FLOP I PUTTED ALOT OF EFFORT INTO THISS☹️💔

[cloudcountry]

auburn i had a thought and dove couldn't help me ...

which Ikemen characters do you think we are ??

okay im going to try to put some thought into this one but ONLY. from ikevamp and ikepri because those are the ones i know best.

i'll start with dove. dove is someone that can be a bit chaotic but is also incredibly kind. very sweet. everyone feels safe with dove. dove is one of the only people i can lean on. and because of that,,, maybe dazai? he doesnt match them perfectly but none of these characters will so ^^; for ikepri, mmm,,, leon doesnt have the chaos but he has the reliability? so those two!!!

YOURE CLAVIS I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT. love you!!!! but also ,,,, youre very silly goofy but youre also really sweet and creative!! you stand up for yourself too and you tend to tease the people youre close to a lot.,.,,. so maybe theo? YOU MIGHT HATE THISS BUT YK,...,,. WHY IS THIS SO HARD.

it feels a bit weird to assign myself a character so ??? what do you think ^^;