#i also love him...... like he is a year older than cole and trying to adopt him lmao

[1800i-dont-write-fanfiction]

what if we kissed... and also i told you i’m fen’harel

“She makes you brittle,” Cole said once, not looking at me, “Fade fractured, bones breaking back into place; still hurt but healing.” 

I did not respond.

“You’re here, like a string tied at both ends. One pulls, the other pulls too.” 

I sighed. “And I am nearly at the end.” 

“She followed without feet. It hurts because you remember how it was,” he said simply.

I turned to leave, as if the act might spare me the truth of it. 

Before we journeyed to the Arbor Wilds, I believed I could walk Mythal’s temple and remain unmoved. Foolish, in hindsight. The stone there was older than mortal memory, nearly older than my own, and that was no small feat. Though I feared them lost to time, her sentinels endured; what they lacked in numbers retained in faith. Some part of the old world yet lived.

Ellana was beside me. It was, I felt, ironic at best and tormentable at worst. 

Her silence was expectant, but companionable, walking as something perilously close to an equal– radiant in her ease. And though my kin assessed her with disdain, I could no longer bring myself to share in their condescension. I ached for the sting in her brow; rejected, renounced by Sorrow even as they wore the same brand. 

And though I had lived long enough to call love folly, I would have suffered any ridicule to deserve the way she looked at me when she thought I was good. I wanted to laugh. To take her hand and guide her through the temple I knew so well. To whisper what I would do to her when this was over.

In the beginning, I had no name besides Wisdom. I lived unburdened by want, save the pursuit of knowledge. I understood, but did not ache. I existed to guide, to temper. Duty was my first tether, but it was love that answered her call. When I took shape at Mythal’s behest, I came not from compulsion but adoration. Benevolence shaped me into flesh and called me useful. 

A beam of light poured through a fractured corner of the roof and kissed the curve of her cheek. And I, ancient, burdened, possessed of unfathomable guilt, wondered for perhaps the thousandth time what I had done to warrant this . And then, more daringly, whether I might one day outrun it.

Abelas had dismissed her with little more than a glance, sneering because he could not see what had taken me nearly two years to learn. And what a privilege it had been, to be proven wrong, time and time again. Even so, I watched her stand before him, still humble and bright and unbowed, though he offered her only the cold inheritance of his disappointment.

Deeper in the temple, we passed beneath an archway softened by time, reclaimed by moss. Her gaze lifted, studying the pillar with a kind of earnest curiosity, as though she were trying to summon the memory of what it might have been when the world was whole. She could not know its former shape. But had she known the truth of me, she might have asked. And I would have told her of its design, and the meaning carved into every line, and the hands that first gave it form.

This was your world once, she would say. Show me.

And I would have spoken freely. She would have listened. A promise.

And I think to myself: I will tell her today. 

It nearly escaped me more than once, like a secret too staggering to contain. "Ellana, I–" But I stopped myself, always, because I feared what sound might dwell in the space between us. The kind of truth that unmakes a man, living behind clenched teeth with a name like mine. My heart thundered with the ridiculous hope that if I waited, just a little longer, I could offer the truth in earnest. 

She lifted a brow, a question forming in silence. Waiting for me to continue; gently, expectantly. 

I did not.

There were moments when the weight lifted. Mine came in the hush between footsteps, as she walked ahead of me through wet grass, her boots sinking into the earth. When the sky heavy with the promise of rain, and her breath curled in the air like the smoke from a half-doused fire. Let her walk with me in silence. Let her smile at nothing, and reach toward the future as if it might love us back. 

When the time was right. When we were alone. When she was rested, when the storm had passed, when she smiled without effort–

When it would not burden her.

Now, time is a luxury I cannot afford. And yet, when I look at her, I believe: It is not too late.

What occurred at the Temple of Mythal did not change anything, it merely revealed what I had already begun to accept: that inaction no longer served me where she was concerned. Inadvertently, I had already chosen her. 

It often startled me, how quickly she’d become the axis around which my desire spun. And as I watched Abelas leave the sanctum that day, a horrible, profound realization came upon me: no one remained to stop me. I had seen release in the tilt of his shoulders. How it was possible, I am not entirely certain. However, I felt the weight of my own chains shift as he laid down his burden, stepping into the unknown. Perhaps I could do the same, I thought. As though there were another choice before me. I could leave the temple as the man she knew. As Solas , as I wanted. A quiet resolve. 

And I think to myself: I will tell her today.

It was not a decision I made in anguish. I had imagined it a thousand ways, rewritten each word in my mind until they became the prayers her people sang for my enemies. I had made peace with the risk. There was a stutter in my chest that felt like joy, because she was real and she was mine . For once, I did not feel ancient; I felt absurdly, wonderfully young. I almost believed the world might forgive me.

I have known love before. What she offered me was different.

Spacious enough to contain my regret without needing to silence it. Complete without justification. She did not reach into the past to unearth what I had hidden, nor cast her gaze toward what I might yet become. For all her youth, she understood something I had not considered; that to try and possess me would be to reshape me. She reached for my hand in the dark, never asking what shadows I might carry.

And so I learned that love withers in the hands of ownership, having mistaken purpose for affection since first drawing breath. 

I know she must love me too– not merely in words, but in the quiet evidence of her choice when there were so many other things to choose. I did not love her as a man loves a woman, it was not so simple. It was not so small, for I loved her as marrow loves bone. As lightning loves the storm that bears it. Her voice had threaded itself through my thoughts so deeply I could not distinguish memory from presence. My face felt warm.

“She makes you brittle,” Cole said once, not looking at me, “Fade fractured, bones breaking back into place; still hurt but healing.” 

I did not respond.

“You’re here, like a string tied at both ends. One pulls, the other pulls too.” 

I sighed. “And I am nearly at the end.” 

“She followed without feet. It hurts because you remember how it was,” he said simply.

I turned to leave, as if the act might spare me the truth of it. 

I do not fear her fury when it comes. I fear her silence. Yet I believe, and hope perhaps, there might be neither. She would understand. I would reach for her then, finally. And when it all was over, we’d depart. Tucked far from the world’s unmaking, she’d tease me for the solemn way I spoke. I’d chide, and she would laugh, and I would laugh too. And I would carry her like a torch in the dark. 

I looked at her. I looked through her. Where my heart became a silent thing, I find this age, for all its cruelty, unspeakably beautiful because she is in it. “Come with me, vhenan,” I said, before I could stop myself. A vow.

And I think to myself: I will tell her today.

[wintfleur]

₊˚ෆ ⋆.˚ 𖧧　.˚ ⋅ ᰋ ── MY FAMILY LINE !

aka rosa’s relationship with her brothers

━━━ ❛ i will be your brother and I’ll hold your hand

𖧧　.˚ ⋅ GENERAL INFO !

their group chat name: the REAL housewives of michigan 🍻

the groupchat is used almost every single day, they always try to check in on each other. rosa likes just sending random pictures and updates about her day 

the boys ask for a picture of ollie (cole and rosa’s kitty) almost everyday, wanting to see their niece.

they like to have at least one sibling trip a year and it's mostly rosa who is planning it

family game nights are their favorite thing ever, they are all so competitive with each other so sometimes it gets a little heated but its all lighthearted 

sibling sleepovers and camping trips is a must 

the boys are always arguing about whos jersey rosa should wear to their games

they have so many inside jokes 

the boys all created private twitter accounts just for her (and most of their friends did as well) 

𖧧　.˚ ⋅ QUINN HUGHES !

their contact names: 

quinn’s for rosa: quinny 🦕

rosa’s for quinn: rosie 🌷

when quinn found out that he was going to have a little sister he genuinely was so happy, he had been asking for a little sister. 

she gets the most sibling privilege between jack and luke, she's his favorite 

quinn helped teach her how to drive 

rosa gave quinn one of her stuffed animals to take with him to vancouver so he could hug it wherever he misses her

rosa texts him every day! 

quinn helped rosa find the perfect apartment for her 

quinn bought her a car and she cried for an hour straight 

he's honestly so proud of rosa and is always praising her and talking about her. 

they were always the siblings that fell asleep on road trips, using each other as pillows 

quinn buys his mom and rosa flowers every valentine's day 

quinn has a lot of rosa’s things in his apartment 

rosa would visit quinn all the time when she was filming for yellowjackets in vancouver, she stayed with him a lot when she wasn't with her cast mates 

rosa really looks up to quinn and she often goes to him for advice 

rosa cried at his draft 

it took rosa awhile to get used to quinn not living with her anymore

quinn is always the first one out of her brothers to read her scripts

𖧧　.˚ ⋅ JACK HUGHES !

their contact names: 

jack’s for rosa: d1 brat 🦖

rosa’s for jack: smarty pants 👧🏻

jack and rosa not only grew up as siblings but also as best friends 

jack is very protective of rosa, and he never treated her differently because she's a girl, he would often get upset at his friends in school that didn't want her to join them playing because she's a girl, he was always there to defend her and tell them that she's better than them anyway, so he'd rather play with her. 

jack was always chasing away the boys from her 

out of all the siblings they definitely get into the most arguments, they are so alike that they just clash sometimes. They are always quick to forgive each other, but it was always those two

they couldn't sit next to each other during car rides as kids because they always ended up fighting

jack always made her help him with his homework 

jack loves to tease rosa, but he really is so proud of her 

jack made rosa promise to him that she would never fall for one of his best friends 

rosa honestly hated when her ‘friends’ told her that they had a crush on jack, because most of them only wanted to be friends with her to get to jack 

jack loves just randomly showing up at her apartment for a visit 

jack is very dotting, and acts much older than her then he is (affectionately) 

these two are very mischievous together, they got in trouble the most (jack usually dragging her into it) 

they are often mistook as twins, always being told how similar they are 

jack always tries to get rosa to introduce him to her female castmates 

he hated when she was away to film as kids, he would not be like himself for a little while 

has gotten in a few fight in hockey because some players can’t keep rosa’s name out of their mouths

rosa had her first taste of alcohol with jack 

𖧧　.˚ ⋅ LUKE HUGHES !

their contact names: 

luke’s for rosa: stink 🧃

rosa’s for luke: ro 🩷

rosa is not much older than luke, but she always claims that he’s her little baby brother 

while jack and quinn always team up together, it's always rosa and luke as teammates 

luke would always complain about his friends always having a crush on her

rosa was always there to help him with his homework

rosa is the first person luke goes to when he's upset or needs someone to talk to

luke can do no wrong is rosa’s eyes, even if she witnesses him do something wrong, she will always be on his side 

luke would miss rosa the most whenever she went away for acting 

rosa’s nickname for luke is stink

they always sit next to each other during movies because they always share snacks and luke doesn't complain when rosa wants to cuddle. 

luke is very protective of his big sister, he's always there to defend her 

whenever luke would get scared he would always sneak into rosa’s room to stay with her, and she would always try to distract him from whatever was scaring him so he could peacefully fall asleep 

luke always get so flustered and proud when anyone comes up to him because they know hes rosa’s brother 

rosa loves spoiling him and praising him to no end (thats her baby)

they are also mistook as twins a lot 

luke picked up on a lot of rosa’s quirks & habits 

rosa is his favorite and vice versa 

luke called Rosa to come to New Jersey to help him decorate his and jack’s apartment because jacks decorating is ‘terrible and never deserves to see the light of day’ 

threatens to steal her kitten almost everyday

roro’s note. okay guys you were right — the reason why I love making hughes oc’s is because I love writing their dynamic with the boys 😭 please let me know which relationship you like the most!! I personally love rosa and luke the most 🫶🏻 this is an interactive AU so send in as many thoughts as you want!!

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[alastair-1205]

Time for my weekly insane about Geo thoughts. I cannot imagine how terrified he must still be of Cole leaving him. Like yea he did the whole lying about his powers thing already, but it goes deeper than that insecurity from being thrown into the land of lost things.

He must have spent years hearing about this other, amazing, powerful family that Cole once had and that he missed deeply, and of course Geo knows Cole loves him, but he's sure that if it came down to it that Cole wouldn't actually choose him. But he can take some selfish comfort knowing that this old family isn't in the picture anymore. He feels like an asshole, but he's felt worse so...

But then this family come back and brings those world ending levels of responsibility that Geo had only heard of with them. Cole is dragged away by that and Geo is far from thinking it's a good idea to insist he stays, but now Cole knows he's been lying about his powers, and now they can all leave the land of lost things so Cole doesn't have a moral obligation there either. And of course Cole loves Geo and their kids and the family they've made, but in the face of the end of the world, he can't stay, and in the face of the ninja coming back, he may not ever return.

But that doesn't happen. Sure some shit goes down and Bonzel may be missing (she's not dead. She can't be. Just missing in a place someone can find her one day.) But Geo isn't alone in that. Silver linings.

But then the other thing about Geo that I'm not normal about rn is how weird it must feel for him to interact with the rest of the ninja.

Like Cole obviously has this dynamic and relationship that's older than Spitz and Fritz and had been born from blood and trials and heartbreak and Geo and the Finders are just. There. On the outskirts of that but never being integrated the way people like Sora and Arin are (Geo cannot fucking escape feeling like an outsider within already established groups damn).

And like of course the ninja have been kind to him, but there's a disconnect there. Cole is the only connection between his two families and if he isn't there, that fact becomes pretty obvious pretty quick. They've truama bonded a bit, but in a group as traumatized as the ninja that doesn't mean as much as it maybe should lol.

I was honestly just thinking about that part in DR season 2 where Lloyd was injured and Geo was just there. Like it was almost funny and the fact that it was funny is kinda sad. Like he's trying to help, clearly he cares, and they aren't telling him to leave either, but he's put of place. Wanting to help but not being close enough to do so in a way that matters, but also not detached enough to just walk away. The weirdest sort of limbo. But he loves Cole and Cole loves him and he hasn't left yet so maybe they'll figure something out.

[witchthewriter]

What do you think would happen if Gwayne Hightower stayed and took Criston Cole's place as a guard and hand? Would Rhaenyra and Gwayne be close? Would Gwayne be close with his nephews and niece? Would Gwayne and Criston be close? Would Rhaenyra still have her children with Harwin? What would change in the story? Would the Dance still happen? What would his relationship be like with the characters?

I have questions

Brilliant question! Well ... I think the outcome of the civil war and its events might have been different. Most likely smoother. Not necessarily in a good way...⋆.˚🦋༘⋆

Also, I think you mean what if he stayed in King's Landing in Season One. And became, essentially, Criston Cole's role? I'm just going to go with that ‧₊˚✩彡

As a Hightower himself, Gwayne would be extremely loyal to his House, his sister and his father (although I don't think Gwayne likes his father all that much...) But ultimately, I think his decisions would likely have aligned with The Green's goals to place Aegon II Targaryen on the throne over Rhaenyra Targaryen.

If Gwayne showed respect for Rhaenyra’s claim or worked to mediate the brewing conflict, their relationship could have become a bridge between the Greens and Blacks, potentially delaying or altering the path to war.

However, we should start in the past.

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞? I think they would. Gwayne is a few years older than Alicent; I think Rhaenyra might have this warped vision that Gwayne is practically the male version of her best friend. This would cause conflicted feelings in Rhaenyra. A crush would form, and possibly be a small wedge between Rhaenyra and Alicent. I don't think Gwayne would let anything happen between he and Rhaenyra though.

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞? As he'd be at court when Alicent married Viserys and children started being born - he'd have a very big role in their upbringing. For example, Gwayne would act as a mentor or protector for his nephews, particularly Aemond, given Aemond's fiery temperament. If he treated them with care and respect, they might have grown to admire him, further solidifying his influence within the Greens. However, Gwayne’s potential attempts to bridge divides might have led to tension with Aegon II, who lacked political foresight and could have viewed Gwayne’s diplomacy as disloyalty. I think he would absolutely adore Helaena and Daeron. I can see Alicent and Gwayne taking all four of them for picnics. Bonding with each in different ways. Like Criston Cole was the male figure in the kids lives, so would Gwayne be. However, he would have the rank, respect and place to actually pull them in line. 💢𝑨𝒆𝒈𝒐𝒏 & 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 = Gwayne might try to connect with Aegon through shared discussions of duty and honour. He might've encouraged Aegon to focus on his kingship duties rather than indulge in reckless behaviour. 🌻𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒏𝒂 & 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 = Helaena’s love for creatures and her prophetic dreams could intrigue Gwayne, and he most definitely would encourage her unique interests. He could also serve as a calming presence in her life, treating her with respect and kindness when others dismiss her eccentricities. ⚔️𝑨𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅 & 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 = They could bond over combat training, and strategy. Gwayne might also serve as a stabilizing influence on Aemond’s fiery temperament, encouraging him to channel his ambition constructively. ⚖️𝑫𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 & 𝑮𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒆 = They might bond over shared ideals of knighthood, loyalty, and service. Gwayne could take pride in Daeron’s maturity and work to mentor him further, fostering his growth as a capable and honorable leader.

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐆𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞? Criston Cole and Gwayne wouldn't be close. Criston’s aggressive and rigid loyalty to Alicent and Aegon would have clashed with Gwayne’s more balanced and diplomatic approach. Gwayne’s higher rank as a member of House Hightower would have made Criston feel overshadowed, leading to rivalry.

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧? Of course she would! She would still have been married to Laenor, and the romantic aspects of her life would be the same. ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲? With Gwayne being a bigger role in the story, he would influence things greatly. For example, his approach would likely have been less provocative than Criston’s, potentially delaying or softening the lead-up to war. Gwayne might have attempted to have a compromise between Alicent and Rhaenyra, possibly suggesting a power-sharing arrangement or gradual transition of power. Without Criston Cole pushing for immediate aggression, events like the Crowning of Aegon II and the Storming of Dragonstone might not have happened as quickly or violently.

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧? Yes, it would sadly still happen but would look very different. The divide between the Greens and Blacks wouldn't be resolved by Gwayne’s efforts. However, his diplomacy might delay open warfare or make the initial battles smaller and less devastating. With fewer provocations (like Criston’s crowning of Aegon II), things would play out differently. Who knows, maybe Aemond wouldn't be so filled with anger and humiliation, that he wants revenge. Hence, Luke's death ... might not happen. Would Rhaenyra have a stillborn? Could Visenya have survived? I'm not sure... I have a feeling that Aegon being crowned had a direct influence on Visenya's birth. Not just the stress but a supernatural/magic moment. Exactly what happened with the Amethyst Empress.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬? ✹ 𝑨𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 ⋆ Dynamic: Fierce Loyalty, Protective Brother ⋆ Gwayne would be Alicent’s most steadfast supporter and confidant. His loyalty to his family, particularly Alicent, would be unshakable. Unlike Otto, who uses Alicent as a political tool, Gwayne might genuinely care for her well-being, both as a sister and a queen. ⋆ Act as a calming presence, provides emotional support, Alicent would talk to Gwayne over Otto. ✹ 𝑹𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒏𝒚𝒓𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ⋆ Dynamic: Cautious Neutrality, Potential Mediator ⋆ Gwayne’s relationship with Rhaenyra would be complex, shaped by his Hightower loyalties but also his own diplomatic temperament. Unlike Criston Cole, who turned bitter, Gwayne might maintain a professional and respectful relationship. ⋆ He'd treat her with respect, act without aggression and listen to plights. Remember when Rhaenyra had just given birth and Alicent wanted to see the baby straight away - I think Gwayne would influence Alicent to stop doing things like that. ✹ 𝑽𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒔 𝑰 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 ⋆ Dynamic: Respectful Advisor ⋆ Gwayne’s relationship with Viserys would be one of respect and duty. Viserys, who values peace and stability, might find Gwayne’s diplomatic approach refreshing compared to Otto’s manipulation or Criston’s aggression. ⋆ I have a feeling that behind closed doors, Gwayne thinks Viserys is a bit of a coward or passed his time. Yet, those opinions don't see the light of day. Gwayne knows how important words are. ✹ 𝑶𝒕𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 ⋆ Dynamic: Dutiful Son, Subtle Rivalry ⋆ Gwayne would be loyal to Otto as he is family and influential in House Hightower but they would chafe against each other. He'd question his father’s more manipulative and aggressive tactics. ⋆ Otto might view Gwayne as a useful tool to execute his plans. Their relationship would depend on Gwayne’s willingness to follow orders. If he challenges Otto too openly, it could lead to tension within the family. ✹ 𝑳𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 ⋆ Dynamic: Distrust and Unease ⋆ Gwayne’s honorable and straightforward nature would clash with Larys’s secretive and manipulative tendencies. ⋆ They would hate each other. Completely. Gwayne would see straight through Larys, and call him 'The Snake.' I think it would cause distress in the relationship with Alicent, as he doesn't know why she keeps him around. ✹ 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 ⋆ Dynamic: Respectful Camaraderie ⋆ Gwayne and Harwin could have a relationship built on mutual respect, particularly if both serve as prominent knights or advisors at court. ⋆ Harwin, who values loyalty and straightforwardness, might appreciate Gwayne’s more measured approach compared to someone like Criston Cole. ⋆ This could also mean that those rumours about Harwin & Rhaenyra might lessen. And the training session would be equal; no Criston Cole choosing favourites.

Ultimately, it was Criston Cole's aggressive nature that escalated tensions and alienated potential allies. While the Dance of the Dragons wouldn't have been prevented; it would have been delayed or there would be less casualties. Including the dragons.

[marvelita85]

- tell me my prince... what is it in your trouble head.... maybe if you let it out it will easy your heart

- she is gone...

- who's gone?

- my half sister... princess Visenya... I

- you loved her...

- it was an accident but she didnt believe me, she said I took revenge for my eye...she was always good with us, always try to united the family but she saw me as the monster I am now...

- you are not a monster my prince... you still can talk with the princess

- there is no turning back now.... I asked my father to marry her when I turn seven and ten but he brushed it off, he looked at me and turn away, then I went to my mother but she didn't want Visenya to be with me.... she thought, Vis could manipulated me and sided with Rhaenyra

- is she not older than you are?

- by 7 years yes....

- and yet she is not married?

- she never wanted it, she always traveled with her dragon, she's even been living in Essos for a time

- she sounds like a free spirit warrior instead of a princess

- she is a wonderfull fighter, she defeted Cole in a few fights, he didnt like her much after that

Aemond didnt realise but he had tears running freelly through his cheeks and nose

- i ruined everything...

- maybe... there is still a chance to talked to her and ask her forgivness...

- im afraid is unforgiving for her - Visenya told him that, he had to live with the consequences now because if it really was an accident if he really didnt have the intention to kill Luke that meant he coudnt control his dragon and that was something he couldnt live with that shame but also meant to live with Visenya as his enemy as she said the next time he sees her was going to be on top of her dragon fighting against him

His heart shrink to realise what could have been for them and now they were enemies, he just hoped in his blackness heart he wasnt the one finding her in the sky

[nrilliree]

reading character tropes and I can just tell Alicent dickriders and tg wrote this bc lmao:

"As strange as it may be, it is nice to see Ser Criston and Alicent consummating their feelings. While it is mostly sexual and they maintain a professional demeanour when in public, it is important to remember that both have been scarred by previous sexual experiences with House Targaryen. With Alicent, she was a repressed and unhappy young girl used as a breeding mare for the much older King Viserys (despite how pleasant their marriage was overall) and for Criston, he was little more than a brief consort to Rhaenyra who was forced to break his oaths and eventually saw he would always be second place to Daemon. But here, the sex between them is both passionate and equally giving. There is no fear, no judgement, no uncertainty, and no sense of inequality; just two people acting on their passion for each other and being genuinely happy and willing to be doing so."

So, when a princess has sex with a WILLING guard (who was only hesitant bc of his vows but ultimately had a choice as Rhaenyra moved away from blocking the door, giving Cole a choice in staying and going) it's bad and Rhaenyra is a whore but when a dowager queen (who is THE most powerful woman in the entire kingdom) does the same thing, it's "courtly love" and "Equally giving" keep in mind the three times we see Alicent and Cole sleep with each other, it's always Alicent who moves forward with it while Cole looks unimpressed WHILE he actually laughed/giggled during the same thing with Rhaenyra - if anything, if it got out, Cole probably would have been just exiled or stripped of his titles but for Rhaenyra or even Alicent, they would be deemed whores and disowned and probably made to do the walk of shame.

Rhaenyra didn't hold him down or block the door, she gave him a choice and he CHOOSE to break his vows and then keep breaking them with Alicent.

Ridiculous.

Definitely nothing surprises me in TG stans' reasoning since the posts about Aegon not raping Dyana because a servant is a thing so that doesn't count, and that there's no evidence he raped her because she could have asked him to stop pulling her hair… So yeah, well. A terrifyingly large portion of this group makes weird excuses about rape, going too far. It's one thing to like a character who is a disgusting criminal like every rapist, and another to say things that are supposed to justify him. At the same time, trying hard to portray other characters as aggressors, which is definitely what Rhaenyra gets when it comes to the Criston situation.

Criston was Rhaenyra's defender for like… what, two or three years? It was long enough for him to get to know her, and considering his affection and devotion (to the point where she dared to reject him) - he saw nothing in her that would justify his fears that if he rejected her sexual offer he would be punished. The truth is that in a situation where Criston refused sex with Rhaenyra and left, telling someone about it, she might have more trouble than he did - just look at what Otto did, sending spies after her against the crown and looking for any means of getting her, how he used the situation with Daemon just to strip her of her status in favor of Aegon.

I also find it funny how much they defend him and Alicent. Criston screwed up his job. Not only did he break his White Cloak vows, but he also screwed up his job as Lord Commander in the name of sex. He had not set guard for the "queen" who was Helaena, and had himself been assigned to guard the door of Alicent, who was no longer a queen. Not only had he placed his lover above the "queen," but he had abandoned his own guard and not guarded the door, preferring to storm Alicent's back door.

[luke-hughes43]

i can fix him (no really i can) | trevor zegras x reader

this is based on the taylor swift song 'i can fix him (no really i can)' for the era's tour fic challenge masterlist put on by the lovely @comphy-and-cozy and @wyattjohnston !

explicitly and loosely based on the lyrics of 'they shake their heads saying, "God help her", when I tell them he's my man, but your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger, I can fix him, no, really I can, and only I can' as well as the very last lyric of 'woad maybe i can't'

it is sad and angsty at the end and i'm sorry.

enjoy!

~

y'n's pov

growing up in toronto, hockey is everything. and having an older brother and friends who played the sport teach you the ins and outs of the hockey worlds.

even the not so glamorous part of their off ice behaviors and dating habits. well 'lack there of' dating habits.

that led me to my rule of 'no dating hockey players' that i stuck with for 24 years. until one fateful january night at a bar in nashville led me to spending most of the season in southern california cheering for the anahiem ducks.

somehow, i ended up meeting none other than trevor zegras. and exchanged numbers with him.

i had explained my 'no dating hockey players' rule to him and he ignored it. and wouldn't leave until he got my number. so i gave it to him. against my better judgement.

after 5 months of him persistently texting me and asking me on a date, i finally caved. deciding that if he's willing to spend 5 months chasing after me then maybe he's different than most hockey players. my brother and everyone warned me about him when they found out. saying, "zegras is known for having multiple girls in all 32 cities. just be careful."

i choose to ignore them because he's never given me a reason not to. towards the end of the off season, he asked me to go to michigan with him so that i could meet his friends. meeting his friends, a month into actually dating felt really fast. he had only met one of my friends up until then and that's because she came over and woke us up after he accidentally spent the night.

i agree to going to michigan with him to meet his friends because he was so happy and excited about it and i wasn't going to deny him of that joy. he's too cute to be sad over something like that.

however, being in michigan was weird.

it felt like his friends were walking on eggshells around me. afraid of saying the wrong thing to me. especially after finding out my brother plays in the league.

late one night as i'm heading up to bed i hear two of trevor's friends, jack and cole, talking about us. well more specifically me.

"god help y/n. dating trevor is not an easy feat and i hope she knows what's she's getting into." i hear from cole. and then i hear jack respond, "yea. like i love z don't get me wrong but he's a handful. there's a reason that he hasn't had a serious girl since high school. he's enjoying the pro life."

"like you?" cole comments to jack. jack just laughs him off and says, "he seems to really like her so maybe she's the one to really get him to grow up."

"one can only hope hughesy. i like her too, so hopefully she is the one to fix him." cole says.

i just go up to bed at that and crawl into bed. where trevor is already sleeping. he must've felt me get into bed because he's immediately pulling me close to him and cuddling into me, moving his head to my chest. i smile and thread my fingers through his dirty blonde hair.

i think to myself, "i can fix you trev, i really i can."

i let myself drift off into a much needed sleep and leave that conversation in the back of my head. for months actually.

flash forward to know. i have spent most of the season in SoCal with trevor because he asked me to. and i've grown a lot closer to his friends, considering them my friends now.

trevor just recently got hurt and is on crutches and is struggling. i'm doing my best to help him but he's not very receptive right now so i'm also trying to give him space. i get a text from jack and cole the day after it happens in a group chat that the 3 of us have.

jack hows trev?

cole he whining?

no not yet.

jack surprising.

cole you doing ok? i know he's a lot.

i'm doing good. and he's fine, not whining just needy lol😝

jack that's our trev

cole be nice to him pls y/n. he really likes you.

i will cole. promise. i can fix him, really i can

both boys like my message and i get back to caring for my extremely needy boyfriend.

fast forward to the break for 4 Nations and trev and i had plans to go on a trip together. just us, for the first time. but 3 days before we were set to leave, he says, "hey baby, i have to head back to new york for some family thing but i'm gonna meet you in *insert random place for their vacation* i'm sorry."

"it's ok trev. family's important i get it. i'll see you there." i say with a smile and kiss him softly.

it kinda sucks not flying there with him but i'll live. i get 5 uninterrupted days with my boyfriend for the first time since we started dating so i've decided not to be picky about it.

the day of my flight, i get to the airport and arrive at our hotel and check in. i knew trevor would be getting in after me since he's coming on a different so i decided to take a nap until he got here.

however, when i woke up, he still wasn't here. i check my phone and there's no messages from him whatsoever. and i go to check his location and it's off. which could be from him flying. i check his flight info to see if it was delayed and it wasn't, it had landed two hours ago. so where is my boyfriend?

i go to text him when i see a text from jack and cole.

jack i'm so sorry y/n

cole he's an asshole. and doesn't deserve.

what's going on? where's trevor?

jack you haven't seen?

obviously not jack if i'm asking where he is

cole y/n, he's in new york city. he was spotted leaving a club last night with some girl on his arm.

what are you guys talking about?

jack *insert article* jack read it. we're so sorry.

what the hell is this?

cole trevor being a fucking idiot.

jack i already called him and bitched him out.

i thought i could fix him. i had heard the rumors but i tried not to believe him because he never gave me a reason to. what am i supposed to do now? i'm literally in *insert vacation plan* and he was supposed to be here too. now what do i do?

cole i'm on the next flight there. don't leave. i'm not gonna let trevor ruin your trip by being an asshole. just because he's our friend, doesn't mean we're gonna stop being your friend over his stupidity.

you don't have to do that cole. i'll be ok

cole too late. already on the way to the airport.

jack if i wasn't at 4 nations, i'd be coming too. jack we thought you could fix him too y/n jack i guess no one can.

i close my phone and wipe the tears that we're streaming down my face. my brother had texted after seeing the article and i don't have the heart to look at it.

looks i can't fix trevor zegras. i guess no one can.

[dearstvckyx]

i was wondering how did luna and nico meet? and how did lunas friend and family react to them dating? like i feel like quinn, ellen, jim, cole and ethan would be okay with them but everyone else would be upset

so i only did Luna’s family. Sorry for how long they are 😭 Enjoy!!

So in my ‘Meet Luna Hughes’ i mentioned that Luna has had a crush on Nico since he was drafted to the NHL. Being in a hockey based family, the Hughes family have watched every NHL drafts, rooting for their friends. When the 2017 Draft was happening Luna was sitting with her family. The first time the camera showed Nico, Luna fell in love. Quinn was the first and only one to notice, he also never said anything for years (which is important.) When Luna and Nico started dating Luna was 19 and Nico Was 23. They kept secret but with Quinn being Luna’s best friend, he was the first person she told and made him pinky swear to NOT tell anyone, especially Jack and Luke.

In order of who she told/who found out:

Quinn’s Reaction: He’s a little shocked but not surprised. He’d let Luna know that he knew about her long time crush on Nico (not knowing that he was also exposing Luna for that.) He would be the biggest supporter of their relationship. Oh and also since he is Luna’s older older o̲l̲d̲e̲r̲ brother, he gave Nico the big brother talk.

Ellen’s Reaction: Oh she was so happy for Luna and Nico. Literally welcomed Nico into the family with open arms. Always inviting him over to spend time with Her, Luna and Jim (eventually the whole family when Jack and Luke found out)

Jim’s Reaction: Went major over protective dad mode. With Luna being the youngest and only daughter, Jim values their relationship so much that he swore to protect her the day she was born. He gave the over protective dad talk, making sure Nico knew that if he breaks Luna’s heart he will kill him.

Luke’s Reaction: (after Luna and Nico have been dating a while) Oh poor Lukey, he accidentally caught Luna and Nico holding each other and talking in a slightly dark corridor. He was shoked, mad, confused and worried. He literally walked away, didn’t tell Luna nor Nico he was there (didn’t tell Jack…. yet.) The Devils went on to play and unfortunately they lost. When back in the locker room Nico, Jack and Luke were the last three in there, Nico was talking to Jack when Luke had had enough. He walked up to Nico (his Captain mind you) and said to him “Maybe if you weren’t so enamored with my twin, we would’ve won.” Jack instantly looked at Nico who was as red as a tomato. Oh and when he found out that Quinn knew before him he was livid, literally pulling the “I'm your twin” to Luna.

Jack’s Reaction: Jack was trying to process what Luke had just said. His captain Nico Hischier, than man he has know for 4 years, is dating his baby sister. Jack looked at Nico and then stormed out of the locker room and started looking for Luna. When he found her, she was talking to Alexander, Curtis and Timo, Jack didn’t care tho. He walked up to Luna and asked if Luke was telling the truth, obviously Luna was confused and Jack blurted out “are you dating my captain or not?” Luna was embarrassed with everyone looking at her so she dragged Jack into a nearby room and told him the truth. Jack was obviously upset and left Luna by herself and, being the stubborn guy that he is, ignored both Luna and Nico for three months (Unlike Luke who ignored them for 4 weeks.) After a stern talking to by Ellen and Jim, and even Quinn, he eventually became Lucos (he literally came up with the name) biggest fan and supporter.

Nina’s Reaction: Being Nico’s older sister she was a little overprotective but when Nico introduced Luna to the Hischier Family (unlike the Hughes family they all found out at the same time) Nina’s overprotectiveness of Nico switched to Luna. With both Luna and Nina being the only daughter of their respective families, they became the best of friends. Nina pulled Nico aside after a dinner and gave him her big sister talk saying “If you break her heart, cheat on her, abuse her or do anything to her i will end you.” Luna overheard this and tried so hard not to laugh at this, because she had just met Nina and she already loves Luna. Nico was nervous after that talk, so anytime Nico and Luna fought he would be the first to apologize (with Luna following after.) Nina is the first person Nico goes to for help for a gift or a birthday party or an anniversary thing. Nina’s also is the first person Luna goes to for anything (SORT OF SPOILER: even when Luna was freaking out about missing her period, Nina was there to help her with taking the test and calming Luna’s anxiety when it was positive)

[skierisa]

Omg I’m so fake and forgot to send in an ask for the tag game

HOWEVER I AM SO INTRIGUED BY DEAD N LIVING CUZ I HAVE SUCH A SOFT SPOT FOR JAYA

I’m so intrigued….. do you have any info u can say about it 👀

OOOOOH QUESTIONS ABOUT MY FIC OMG----- I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS

Okay, so, basically it's my attempt on writing angst, and there is some of it in there (also an attempt on working with 3 act structure after a long time buuut I'm not good at it).also sorry if it's too long hrkdjdjd it's just one of my favorite projects curently

So first of all, the whole concept is Jay being a teen (in the early to mid 2000's) who's able to see ghosts. Nya is a ghost, dying one year prior to the story's events. Jay and Nya team up as he's trying to help her pass before she becomes a haunting soul (quite literally translating from my language here). If she does, Jay will have to exorcize her, and she will just vanish and not make the passage. While that, Kai wants to bring his little sister back, so teams up with his fiancee's (Skylor) dad and uncle to become a necromancer (so he's the antagonist). Jay and Nya eventually fall in love, making the passing mkrre difficult to do for both of them.

Now explaining the world a bit: there are exorcists and necromancers, they use the same kind of (for a lack of better term) "magic" but for different means and in different ways. There are also three types off ghosts besides regular ghosts: haunting souls (souls blided by their frustrations regarding their eartlhy bounds), obsessive spirits and guardian spirits (they attach themselves to a living due to hate/love. This is usually their only earthly bound and once the living is dead, they usually fully pass).

Lloyd and Morro are cousins and descend from a lineage of exorcists who have the gift to see the spiritual world. Morro is adopted, but since he is raised by exorcsists and is on his way to become one, he is more sensible to the spiritual world and can feel the presence of ghosts, but not see them. Jay, Cole and Zane have been helping ghosts make the passage for sometime prior to the story, and when they are saved by Morro and Lloyd from a hunting soul, they want to become exorcists.

(there's also a bit of Lloyd x Valerie too but they're the only ones having fluff moments tbh)

Weird things start happening when Kai doesn't accept it's been a year since Nya has died, because to him it doesn't feel like it. She died in an accident while he got injured and survived. He finds it unffair and wants to bring her back after discovering Skylor is pregnant, a reminder that life goes on (he's happy about being a dad tho, just utterly devastated that his sister isn't there to see it). Kai's like, ten years older than Nya here for a bigger impact on the story. They grew up in foster homes and mostly separated, but once Kai was old enough, he got custody over Nya, when she was ten and he was twenty, so he essentially kinda raised her. He becomes a necromancer out of grief so zombies kinda do exist here toom.

That's a very overall view btw, if you want to know anything else I'm here to answer that!! I love talking about au's, fics and OC's A LOT!!

[nycbaby21]

my first post so pls be kind I’m still new to writing. Sorry it’s so long. :)

Cole Caufield imagine

Summer is my favorite time of the year. No more waking up at the crack of dawn headed to class after class, no more annoying roommates who never clean up after themselves, and most importantly no more time away from your friends.

I was twelve years old when I first met the Hughes brothers for the first time. I spent the summer with my grandparents and the family moved in next door. Immediately clicking with the middle son who was the closest to your age and making a life long friend.

Jack was my best friend my platonic soulmate, Quinn was the older brother I never had, and Luke was the annoying little brother who also always had a shoulder for me to cry on. Jim and Ellen quickly became like second parents to me, claiming that I was the daughter they always wanted but never got. Ever since that summer everyone had bets on when Jack and I would realize “our feelings” and finally get together. I love Jack with my whole entire being but never in the way our families wanted.

This summer was already off to a great start, I pulled up to the lake house and didn’t even have time to park before the guys came running down. I barely made it out of my seatbelt before Trevor and Jack were pushing each other trying to get the “first hug of the summer.” It started years ago when Alex got to my car first and bragged the whole summer about being the favorite because he got my first hug. As Jack and Trevor pushed each other out of the way, Cole rounded the car and slipped into the passenger seat leaning over and giving me a hug. My heart fluttered and my cheeks blushed hugging him.

I always thought Cole was attractive and a great guy but I never thought it was of it as more than a schoolgirl crush. I mean being friends with all of them I’d have crushes on some of them before but they quickly faded. My feelings for Cole never did, if anything they kept getting stronger and stronger. Last summer was when I actually realized how bad I had it for him. It was the last night at the lake house and everyone tried to stay awake as long as they could. All of us outside by the bonfire just being with each other before life took us all our separate ways for the year.

Slowly everyone started turning in and only Cole and I were left outside. The fire had started dying down and the cool breeze was more apparent now. I cuddled deeper into my chair and pulled my blanket higher trying to stay warm not wanting to go inside enjoying the time alone with Cole. He obviously noticed, because he always notices the small things about everyone, and rounded the fire pit and sat down next to me. He smiled down at me and wrapped an arm around me pulling me close. I was thankful I could blame the flush on my cheeks on the flames. We stayed that way for hours just leaning into each other and talking about the summer.

I hug everyone else when I can finally make it out of my car. The guys let me settle in the room I had claimed since the first time Quinn and Jack showed me the place. The room was untouched exactly how I left it last summer. Smiling I get everything situated and the picture frame on the small dresser catches my eye. It was from my high school graduation when all the guys surprised me by showing up.” It won’t be long before we get to take another picture like that,” a voice breaks me from my trance softly placing the picture down. My eyes are met with the soft smile on Quinn’s face while he leans against the doorframe.” It’s so weird that I only have one more year left and I’m all done with school.”

I make my way to the bed and sit down patting the spot next to me before laying back and looking at the ceiling. Quinn chuckles and joins me just like he had many times before. He was the easiest person to be around, we could sit in complete silence and be totally okay with it. His presence was calming to me, like a security blanket of some sorts.” We were thinking about heading to the course and playing a round of golf. You wanna come or stay here and rest,” he asks turning his head to the side looking at me. It was sweet that Quinn always included me in whatever the boys did, even when I didn’t like the activity the invitation was still there.” Yeah sounds like fun. Just let me get changed and we can go,” I say looking over at him.

“She said yes guys! She said yes! Go get dressed before she changes her mind,” we hear shouting from the hallway. Seconds later we see five guys rushing around throwing outfits together. Quinn and I bust out laughing and he jumps up turning and pulling me up with him. Shaking my head laughing I look through my clothes and grab a light blue shirt and paired it with my white golfing skirt. Quickly changing and brushing my hair, I head down stairs into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water. When I turn around Trevor is standing so close our faces are almost touching. I jump slightly because he scared me and my reaction makes him double over in laughter.” Ha ha yeah really funny Z,” I say sliding past him opening the water and drinking some. He turns and I can’t help but smile at him because of how squinty eyed he gets when he laughs really hard.

I gather my hair into a ponytail at the base of my neck when the rest of the guys finally make their way to us. My eyes drift over to Cole as I take in his appearance. The tight golf shirt and pants weren’t helping me at all. I thought I was quick enough checking him out no one noticed, until I saw the look Jack was giving me. I was totally busted and silently prayed he would keep his big mouth shut. Shaking my head at him as a warning he just smiles really big and heads towards the door. Throwing an arm around my shoulder he leads us outside and to the dark suv in the driveway. It was an unspoken rule that whoever got to the car first got shotgun, a stupid rule which always ended up with someone mad or hurt from racing outside. Quinn was driving with Luke in the passenger and Cole, Trevor, and Alex sharing the middle row. I was pulled into the back with Jack and settled in. Normally I never golfed, I just went and sat in the golf cart the whole time sipping on whatever drink I had at the time.

This past year I had been practicing and finally felt confident enough to join in. I hadn’t told anyone yet hoping to surprise them because the only time I ever played ended so badly.” So you and Coley eh,” Jack ask leaning down whispering in my ear. My eyes go wide and I slap him shushing him. The loud smack of my hand hitting his chest alerted the middle row and three heads turned around starring at us. Blush creeps it’s way onto my face and Jack can’t help but laugh.” Jack quit being annoying and bothering her,” Quinn says looking at him through the rear view mirror. He fakes shock,” how do you know it was me? Y/n could have been the one bothering me.” The sentence makes everyone laugh.” Because she’s y/n and you’re Jack,” Alex laughs turning back around.” Also she couldn’t be annoying if she tried. Annoying is your default setting,” Cole smiles looking over at me. I send him back a small smile as he turns to face forward. I immediately regret looking over at Jack who has a smirk on his face. Today wasn’t going to be a good day, I could feel it.

After getting everything in order we all made it to the first hole and set up the order. After Luke swung the guys all started heading to the carts for the next hole.” Actually could I maybe play this time,” I ask all of the sudden scared about if I could really play like I had practiced. They all send me shocked and amused looks and nod. Trevor walks over and present a club to me like it was made of gold or something. Laughing everyone settles down as I make my way to start my turn. I take a deep breath and shake out my shoulder nervously.” Hey Coley why don’t you help her with the stance,” Jack suggest sipping on his drink. I all of the sudden had the urge to run the devils player over with the golf cart he was sitting on.” You don’t have to. I’m fine really. I should be able to figure it out,” I rush out while he makes his way over to me.” It’s no problem. Really I don’t mind helping you out,” he stands behind me and wraps his arms around holding the club with me.

I try and hold my breath scared he could hear my heart beating. As Cole helps me adjust my stance I can’t help but imagine if this is how it would be if he took me on golf dates. His body pressed against mine, soft voice giving me instructions in my ear, and our friends chirping us saying get a room.” So you got it,” he asks stepping back and leaning against the cart closest to him. I clear my throat and nod with a smile. The swing wasn’t one for the record books but it was double as far as any other time I had done it. I slowly turn and see all the guys looking at me bewildered. I laugh and shrug my shoulders,” I guess Caufield is just a really good teacher.” As I pass him I squeeze his shoulder and place the club back into its place in the bag.

After what felt like years we finally finished the game. I lost like badly but it was an improvement from before. Making our way back to the house we all loaded up back into our original seats. Fatigue set in from the game and the Sun so I leaned my head onto Jack’s shoulder closing my eyes. As I drifted to sleep I didn’t hear the conversation happening just one row ahead of me.

“Cole seriously grow a pair,” Trevor exclaimed loudly. He was quickly hushed and the trio looked back to see me sleeping soundly on our shared friend. Jack had leaned his head down to rest on mine and closed his eyes too.” Shut up Trev. Drop it okay,” Cole said sadly turning around not wanting to see Jack all cuddled up with the girl he had fallen for last summer. Alex looked at his friends face and leaned over,” they are just friends Cole.” He knew that obviously but that didn’t stop the small part of his brain from thinking how natural it was for the two of you. Everyone always made comments about her ending up with his best friends but never him. Last summer he tried to share his feelings only to see the girl of his dreams asleep cuddled into his chest by the fire pit.

The rest of the afternoon was relaxed. Everyone set out doing their own thing and I couldn’t help but look for Cole to see what he was doing. I couldn’t find him anywhere. I check the kitchen only to find it empty. Sighing I turn towards the window above the sink and watch Trevor chase Alex and Jack with a water gun.” He’s out by the dock,” Quinn’s voice startles me for the second time today.” I have no idea what you are talking about,” I say trying to pass him and he stops me. Looking up into his eyes I can tell he sees right through me. Quinn could always tell what I was feeling, sometimes even before I had it figured out.” Cole. He’s out by the dock. Just in case you wanted to know,” his eyes sparkled. He knew why I was looking for Cole but he didn’t say it. I shook my head and sat down on the counter and sighed.” It doesn’t matter Q. He doesn’t see me that way. I heard him and Trevor talking about a girl in the way home today.”

It was true I hadn’t been asleep the whole time and I heard parts of the conversation about the girl Cole had liked for sometime now and how he wanted to make a move.” You don’t know that,” he says walking towards me stopping right in front of me. “ Yes I do okay. I’m not the kind of girl guys like him date. I’m just the kind he’s friends with,” I sigh looking into his eyes. He leaned forward and placed his hand on my knee squeezing it gently.” He’s be an idiot not to see you like that. And trust me Cole Caufield is no idiot.” His words swirl in my brain as he walks out of the kitchen leaving me sitting their with my thoughts. Taking a deep breath I make my way down to the dock. Walking down I see the boy swinging his legs over the edge of the dock from where he sits.

“This spot taken,” I ask trying to keep my confidence as time went on. Quinn would never lie to me and hurt my feelings on purpose, so I was really hoping he was right about this.” All yours,” his smile didn’t meet his eyes like it normally did. I sat down close enough that our shoulders brush. We sat their in silence for a minute while I tried to calm my breathing.” So I heard you and Trevor on the way back today,” I finally say looking straight forward at the water not making eye contact. I can feel him stiffen and looked over at me. His eyes scan my face for any sign that I may share his feelings.” You did,” he asks with a low voice. Finally looking at him I nod my head.” Just so you know any girl who doesn’t want to date you is an idiot Cole,” I say looking from his eyes to his lips so quickly he wouldn’t have noticed if he wasn’t starring at me so closely.” I don’t think you’re an idiot y/n,” he whispers so low I barely hear him. He breaks eye contact and stares ahead.

I freeze and look at him. Did I hear him right? Was Quinn actually telling the truth? How long had I been holding my breath? My lungs started to burn so I took a deep breath and cupped his face with my hands making him look at me. His blue eyes widened and scanned every inch of my face.” I don’t think I’m an idiot either,” I whisper afraid if I talk too loud I’ll scare him away.” You don’t,” he ask slowly turning his body towards mine and leaning in. I shake my head no and look between his eyes and lips again. When he doesn’t pull away and puts one of his hands on my waist and the other on my thigh I can’t take it anymore and close the distance between us. I always figured when I finally got to kiss him fireworks would fly and butterflies would jumble all around in my stomach. I was so wrong. Sitting there on that dock kissing him felt comfortable, felt normal, felt like home. Cole Caufield felt like home.

[blushblushbear]

This isn't a ask. But who are your top 3 favorite blush blush guys and why?

So I used this bias sorter which I've used before a few times--

the results change but the top about-- 5 to 10 or so are usually the same

doing it this time my top guys are; Haru, Fuyu, and Cole

(with 4 to 10 being Poe, Volks, Xianyun, Eli, Cashew, Aki and Scale)

like I said, these results shift around a bit every time I take it, the the usual suspects do end up somewhere towards the top consistently

but alright 👏, for this rounds top 3!

Haru: I feel like so much of it has to do with that I ship him with Iris the most-- idk I think their characters really mesh and make a cute little story/couple, and the fact that she's been kicking around in my head since I've more or less been playing the game, idk-- it low key feels like she finally found her man. BUT ALRIGHT shipping stuff aside--- first off I will say his, and honestly all the Kistunes, are some of my favorite designs in the game! And his works well cause he is really handsome! I think it doesn't help that all of the kitsune are also perfectly cast. I don't always LOVE the va choices I hear in the game, but I do LOVE the kitsunes. For Haru specifically, I will forever love a player gets played story, and it's even better given it's his own feelings that play him. Done played himself and now he's a little lost. I won't lie though, I also love that he's a dude I feel I could absolutely go out and get drunk with and have a great night. *shrug* I need a drinking buddy XD

Fuyu: THIS DRAMA QUEEN. So first off let's just say that everything nice I said about all kitsune for Haru obvs applies to Fuyu. The designs are good, the writing is nice, the voices are great-- just a good job over all. For Fuyu specifically though-- I always love the mighty getting humbled, I love the harsh softening, I love the implication that he's lost himself in more ways than one over the years, I just love all the ways his character and any story he's in can go. Also, while I like Haru cause he feels like he finally is a dude that really suits Iris, if I HAD to pick a dude myself, it would probably be Fuyu. He's cultured but he's also a bit sheltered, which means we'd both have a lot to teach each other. Obviously musical theater stuff lol-- but also like-- I do like other forms of media. I like books and music and tv and movies and I like them in a way where I enjoy analyzing them and figuring out what makes them tick-- I feel like Fuyu would either join me in that or he'd at least let me swan on about it. Also I'm old, he's older, we can both have aching backs together!

Cole: I love Cole cause he's a little bitch. My reaction to Cole the majority of the time is just this clip lmao! He's catty and smart but not as smart as he thinks and he's got a lot to crack into when you try to unpack him (and all of it is pretty nasty lol). He's a character that is allowed to be a bit awful, and therefore is a bit interesting because of it. Also I like his design and voice! Also also, I like yanderes as a concept so--- *shrug* Idk man, he's a pathetic little punk ass bitch who thinks he's sooooo much smarter and better than everyone else all while completely ignoring his own cracks.

[milk-crater]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @blizzardsuplex! I hope you had a great day and that the sushi was good! I was too excited to post this, and I can't wait anymore haha. Here's a Roddam fic where the ages are reversed, so a 21-year-old Roddy meets a 27-year-old Adam in ROH. I know when we talked about the idea before we agreed that maybe their friendship would be more of a slowburn in this world, but that didn't exactly pan out--I just like my happy endings :D. I'd also love it if you could help me out with a title so I could post it to AO3 :P Warning for fatphobia.

Roddy’s childhood had engendered him with various gifts. One of them was the ability to be physically present, shoulders square, body language confident, doing whatever it was he needed to do in that space all while his heart and mind were shuttered behind the lead walls of his muscle and bone. This kind of functional detachment had severed him well growing up, especially during those moments when all four members of the household were home and a crackling tension hung in the air. Roddy had learned that to attempt to retreat, to try and make himself small, that would just make him a target. Better to purposefully take up space but in an opaque way, playing with Lego while mom and dad argued.

He used that same air when in the locker room, smiling affably at people who greeted him but never too much too be presumptuous, never too faint to be called unfriendly. He chatted and laughed but that was just audio camouflage. He was still green, still the youngest guy in the company, and he knew that any misstep meant getting some so-called “locker room leader” up in his grill and ready to beat his ass.

Roddy’s stealth work seemed to be paying off. Even most of the ROH hard asses said he was a good worker and “a polite boy.”

But he knew better to relax. So when he heard Chuck Taylor talking shit about him, he didn’t flinch. Didn’t react. But he did listen.

“I’m not saying you’re the chubbiest guy in ROH. That honor goes to Roderick Strong.”

Roderick didn’t react as he pulled kinesiology tape off his own back. He couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the man Chuck was talking to.

Adam Cole. Adam Cole, in Roddy’s eyes, was ROH, the type of cool badass wrestler Roddy aspired to be. The man was only six years older than him, 27 to Roddy’s 21, but he seemed eons older, blue eyes reflecting out a flintiness that was a byproduct of succeeding in the wrestling industry. His had long, brown hair and a thin goatee that just highlighted the fine features of his pretty face.

Adam took Chuck’s comment with a mirthless chuckle, a small sound that hit Roddy like a bullet. He shouldn’t feel so hurt; Cole had barely talked to him aside from welcoming him to the company. But he’d waited so long for further acknowledgement from the man, it seemed like a cruel twist of fate for it to be this.

“But with Roddy, that’s all baby fat,” Chuck said. “It’ll melt off him if he keeps going hard in the gym and in the ring. But you? You’re getting close to thirty, pal. At our age it’s not so easy to lose those pounds once you pick them up.”

It went against every one of his survival instincts, but Roddy couldn’t help but look at Adam again, eyes staying longer this time. It was true that Adam had gained a couple pounds in the last month, and not in the bulking up sense of putting on muscle. He had a bit of a tummy, some love handles, extra flesh that could not be contained by his skimpy wrestling trunks.

Roddy considered his own body. Adam’s fat seemed to pool in ‘problem’ areas: hips, tummy. Roddy just felt big and bloated all over, a layer of flab that covered him like a stifling set of clothes. He figured he wore it well, but now, thanks to Chuck’s comment, he knew that wasn’t the case. Everyone looked at him and saw and fleshy, fat, child. 

“I get it,” Chuck continued, arm on the locker, smile wide and at odds with his sympathetic tone.  “Everyone feels the need to down a pallet of cupcakes after getting dumped. But stuffing your face isn’t going to win back Kevin.”

There was a shift in the room at the comment, and it occurred to Roddy that everyone else had been doing exactly what he was doing, pretending to be busy while listening closely. A month ago, Adam Cole and Kevin Owens had been ROH tag team champs. The two men had met early in their careers and called each other their wrestling soulmate. They formed a tag team called “Beauty and the Beast,” the gimmick being it featured a hot pretty guy and a brawling brute, two opposites. But that was just a feint: the truth was they were the same guy. The same ruthless bastard just in two different shapes. 

And yeah, Roddy had heard they were an item outside of the ring as well. They were pretty blatant about it: when they won the titles, Kevin had carried Adam bridal style out of the ring.

And then they’d lost the titles. And Kevin had won the “who’s a bigger bastard” contest between them by taking a steel chair to Adam’s back.

“But if you want to be ROH world champion, you can’t do it looking like that,” Chuck chided.

Adam had taken this all with a stoicism Roddy admired in an almost academic way, taking mental notes on his posture and expression. Adam nodded as he finished getting dressed. He threw his head back and gathered his hair into a bun.

“Fat or not, Chuck, you’d still hop on my dick if I so much as whistled,” Adam said casually.

Chuck scoffed, looking around the room, trying to make eye contact with someone, anyone, so he could gesture in a Can you believe this guy? way. But no one met his eyes.

Chuck’s smile dropped.

“Ha. You wish, Cole,” Chuck said, but it was weak, a too late kick out. The invisible ref of the locker room had already counted one-two-three, marking this match as a win for Cole. Adam smiled at Chuck, then grabbed his bag and left the locker room, not even glancing Roddy’s way.

For a moment Roddy worried Chuck would switch his focus over to him, but Chuck seemed cowed even with Adam gone. Roddy focused on getting dressed and putting his gear away, saying goodbye to the guys he’d wrestled with that night before leaving the locker room.

Adam Cole was waiting for him outside the building.

“Hey, Roderick,” he said, pushing himself off the brick wall of the armory. “Got a moment?”

Roddy made himself stop and smile. “Sure, Mr. Cole. What can I do for you?”

Adam rolled his eyes. “First off, don’t call me ‘mister.’ I’m not that much older than you.”

Roddy nodded, fidgeting with the strap of his gym bag as he waited for Adam to get to the point.

“Don’t let what Chuck said in there get to you--”

“It didn’t,” Roddy replied, too quick, too cheerful. Adam raised one perfect eyebrow.

“You sure?” Adam said. “Look, Chuck likes to run his mouth. The fact is, he’s really insecure about his own weight, so he’s just loving the fact that I’ve packed on a few pounds lately. That’s the only reason he made a dig at you. It wasn’t personal. You were just caught in the crossfire.”

Roddy let out a huff. “Yeah, well, that doesn’t exactly make me feel any better.”

Adam smiled softly. “I thought it didn’t get to you?”

Roddy shifted his weight from foot to foot, not sure what to say after being caught in a lie.

Adam laughed, an affectionate laugh as if Roddy was his simple but sweet younger brother.

“You’re a nice kid,” Adam said, looking at Roddy with fondness that he suspected was for someone else. Then the smile widened and Adam’s blue eyes sparkled, and it felt like he was actually looking at him. “And you can go in the ring! I watched your match tonight. You were fantastic. Really crisp. The cutter was perfectly executed.”

“You mean it? You actually watched my match?” Roddy said. He hated how nasally his voice got when he was sincere.

“Yeah, of course. I like to keep an eye on my competition. And I keep a real close eye if they’re cute.”

Roddy knew the cute bit was an empty line, just a balm to make Roddy feel better after Chuck’s locker room teasing, but he wasn’t able to withstand the first barrage from Cole’s charm offensive: Adam Cole thinks I’m competition!

“That’s right. Because I’m going after the championship belt too.” He sounded sure of himself, like he was cutting a promo instead of having a friendly chat with a colleague. Roddy was mentally kicking himself for being such a nerd, but Adam just smiled, seemingly pleased by Roddy’s response.

“Glad to hear it.” He gave Roddy a jaunty little salute and started to walk away.

Roddy felt his heart drop. He knew in his bones he couldn’t let it end here. Adam would pat himself on the back for being nice to the newbie and then never think about him again. And that was one of the worst things Roddy could ever imagine.

He wouldn’t let that happen. Even if it meant making himself known, even if it meant stepping up and calling attention to himself.

“Adam!” he called out. “You don’t need Kevin Owens.”

 Adam stopped, the tension in his shoulders the only other indication he’d heard him.

“But if you ever do need someone…maybe I could be that guy.” Roddy didn’t even know what he was saying, what he was pitching.

But Adam seemed to. The older man glanced over his shoulder, a thoughtful smile on his face. He gave Roddy a once over, serious assessment behind his gaze.

“Well, I am down a tag partner, so…I’ll keep you in mind.”

Roddy grinned. In that moment, that’s all he had ever wanted.

“Great, great,” he said, trying to stifle his smile. Adam chuckled and shook his head. Maybe he thought Roddy was a young idiot, but at least now Adam seemed to think of him as a useful idiot. And maybe if they hung out and trained together, who knows?

Adam himself suddenly seemed shy, an out of character look on his face.

“Hey, do you want to come over and do some tape study?” He asked. Roddy straightened up.

“Right now?” he asked incredulously.

Adam waved him off. “Right, stupid idea. You probably already have plans—”

“No, no, I want to do it,” Roddy said. “Let’s go.”

Adam smiled and gave what Roddy thought might be a sigh of relief. “Then let’s hit the road before those other bozos clear out of the locker room.”

Roddy bounded over, a new lightness to his step.

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

Sharing more ocs again it’s my enrichment hours 🤭

Lore for them under the cut! Tw for mentions of self harm and incest (which is kinda there in asoiaf but still). If you can’t handle these topics that’s more than alright! I just recommend you don’t read for the sake of your mental health. Love y’all <3

Allyria Ladybright: I don’t have much on her tbh, but she’s one of my favs already <3 basically her story is that she witnessed Baelor’s whole hostage return/Aemon rescue at around seven years old, and that rocked her shit so hard she became a religious fanatic and was convinced from that whole event that King’s Landing was some incredible holy land. She’s a lesbian and acknowledges it but still thinks it’s a sin so hurts herself as a form a repentance whenever she has a gay thought. She’s part of Myriah’s royal retinue and was super excited to finally see King’s Landing only to get really sad when she realizes it’s kind of a shithole and the royal family are incestuous freaks. These are mostly scattered thoughts but she’s been banned from the Great Sept for confessing her absolutely graphic gay sex thoughts so kinda just prays in private, she idolizes all the seven worshipping Targs but immediatelyyyy starts crying if she ever gets put in Aegon’s presence, so she moved to Daeron and Myriah’s social circle until they thought it best she just… go back home. So anyway she goes back home and builds a little sept in her family seat and becomes a pseudo-septa before walking out into the desert and never coming back, yippee <3

Rowan Tully: Probably the one I have the least amount of info on, honestly her whole thing is that she’s the middle child of four daughters and was my other oc Naera’s former friend/kinda lover? She’s really jealous and hated it when Naera would flirt with any other girl even though she spent years simping for the sexy st. Sebastian-esque painting of Criston Cole she saw exactly once. She gets married to a Mallister guy but they don’t like each other so she just stays locked away in Riverrun making really nice clothes for her extended family. Has probably pushed for her older sister to support the Blackfyres out of spite, didn’t succeed in that though since the Tullys did end up pledging to the Targs. Honestly idk how she dies, maybe I’ll be nice and say she got to he geriatric and died of natural causes but I’ll take any suggestions lmao

Laenys Blackfyre: Ok I’ll be honest she’s my real favourite lol. She’s the oldest child of Aegor Rivers and Calla Blackfyre, and took her mom’s last name in order to push the Blackfyre agenda. Girlie’s charismatic as all hell and has absolutely won support from important figures in the free cities, but definitely has a more cruel side that she likes to hide behind closed doors. A little weird about relationships because she fully believes in the whole incest practice but is also a lesbian so she’s only psychosexually obsessed with her younger sister and is incredibly controlling over everything she does. Kinda believes herself to be the family’s real heir because she’s super committed to the cause and is the reason why they still have some support and when one of her brothers tried to argue that she had him “taken care of”. Anywayyy tho all her connections kinda fall apart once she gets assassinated in front of all her political allies, people think Bloodraven might’ve done it but nobody can prove it so the Blackfyres kinda just…. Brush Laenys’ whole legacy off to the side and keep trying to fight their wars. Rip queen.

[gwenllian-in-the-abbey]

How different book!Aegon is to his show version ? I keep seeing this take that they're so different but i couldn't see it in your fics i feel like they are the same even though i didn't read the book, maybe you write mix of both?

Hi anon, good question! Here's the thing. F&B has no internality for any of the characters whatsoever. That means we don't know what they're thinking, what they're feeling, or even their true motivations, not from their own POV. We know their actions and some of their words, but even these are secondhand. The only of our F&B sources who would have had much to do with Aegon personally would have been Eustace and Orwyle, and they have their own agendas. When we get told that Aegon "raged and drank" after B&C, for example, we don't know what was going through his head, we just know he was upset. F&B sadly doesn't give us any excerpts from letters or journals to tell us where his mind is at, so there really is no one fixed "book!Aegon" as far as his personality goes. Just as with any historical figure (and all the characters in F&B really) we don't really get a full picture of the person as an individual, so we have to create our own, just like Ryan Condal did, just like Tom Glynn-Carney did. That's just the nature of Fire and Blood.

There are a few concrete differences between show!Aegon and book!Aegon. He's slightly younger in the show, with a smaller age difference between himself and his nephews and a larger age difference between himself and Rhaenyra. In the book he was not friends with Jace or Luke because he was a good 7 years older than Jace, so he's more distant from his nephews. He was a hedonist in the book, a glutton and an alcoholic who got handsy with the maids and had affairs, but he was not textually a rapist. The child fighting pit story also came from Mushroom, who is not a reliable source. He supposedly had a "sullen look about the eyes and a pouty mouth," and was "quick to anger and slow to forgive" (almost the exact same words which were used about Rhaenyra, interestingly enough); he was handsome, was said to resemble Viserys in his youth, but he did not "look like a warrior." I think physically, Tom Gynn-Carney quite fits the description, although book!Aegon was maybe a bit chubbier? But even though he might not have been a swordsman, he was an excellent dragonrider and has a strong bond with Sunfyre. Although he was considered lazy before the war, he did care for his family; he did not try to run away, but he did at first resist being crowned until Criston Cole convinced him that his family would be killed if Rhaenyra and her bastard sons were allowed to take the throne. That's Viserys arranged his marriage to Helaena in the book, not Alicent, and like in the show, they were both very young when it happened, but we don't really know how they felt about it. We do know that his relationship with Helaena was probably not terrible because they did share a room before Blood and Cheese happened, and the aftermath of Blood & Cheese makes it pretty clear he feels something for them. Certainly he pays attention to their wellbeing because it's stated that after Blood and Cheese he had to take Maelor from Helaena and give him to Alicent to raise (Helaena wasn't taking proper care of him due to her depression). This is specifically attributed to Aegon, not Alicent or Otto or anyone else. In the show we haven't seen his relationship with his children yet, but he does look very upset in scenes following B&C.

The thing is, there's a LOT we don't know about book!Aegon, especially pre-war Aegon, and a lot of what people consider "changes" are headcanons, especially when it comes to Aegon's personality. There is definitely a contingent of fans that sees Aegon as some sort of gigachad dudebro and takes offense at the show's portrayal of him as a bit of a wet cat basketcase who wants love and validations. I too have seen the posts about how we were "robbed" of book!Aegon, but this is not a show!Rhaenyra vs. book!Rhaenyra type thing in which they gave her a whole new backstory, we just don't really know much at all about pre-war Aegon. Maybe he was an ultra confident sugar daddy type, instead of a bit of a fuckup. People are certainly free to headcanon however they like. But there's so-far nothing in the book that seriously contradicts the personality the writers and TGC have given show!Aegon either, because book!Aegon steps up and acts with courage and resilience only after experiencing horrific, life-changing events. We won't know how that affects show!Aegon's personality until season 2 and beyond air.

As for show!Aegon, I think a lot of how he's been characterized on the show does make sense based on what we know of him from the book. How would it feel to be the only eldest trueborn son of the king in history to be passed over as heir? Not good! In fact, it would probably result in some pretty low self worth. Mommy issues? Daddy issues? He doesn't feel good enough for either of them, and actively loathes Viserys. Self destructive behaviors? Checks out, that's straight from the book anyway. The book tells us he's lazy and we indeed see him lying around, sleeping in, not attending training. Didn't want to marry his sister? Makes sense given Alicent probably has a stronger influence on him than Viserys does. But again, so far we've only gotten 2 episodes of adult show!Aegon and a bit from the previews. For better or for worse, his show character has a lot of room to develop still. I am very interested to see what the show does with him post Rook's Rest because that's when Aegon really starts to become interesting in the book.

But is there some stuff that's inconsistent? Sure, and some of it is quite important. For instance, although it might have been a pure fight or flight response, Aegon running away in episode 9 gave many viewers the impression he didn't care about his family, including his kids. I don't know if the showrunners really intended this or not, but they're the reason he agrees to be crowned in the book so that's clearly a change. The child fighting pits were also a bizarre choice for one of the few major players in the Dance for canonically does not kill any children, and even spares Aegon III. Making Aegon a rapist gave many viewers the impression that all of his sexual encounters must be nonconsensual and so we get takes about how Aegon sexually assaults Helaena, when that's just not at all suggested by what's in the book. I think you can justify the choices the the showrunners made here, but they do lead to some contradictions between show and book.

The thing with writing book canon is that you can do for yourself what the showrunners of HotD did, and fill in the gaps in canon with what makes sense to you based on book events. So I'd say that rather than being a mix of book and show canon, the way I write Aegon ( together with @aifsaath in OFCIR) is a mix of book!Aegon along with what can reasonably derived from book's content. Some of that certainly matches up with how the show has so far decided to portray Aegon, but there are some differences too!

[treviso-nights]

what we leave behind - a solavellan dai + veilguard oneshot

word count: 1k rating: T/M+ summary: lavellan's world first unravels when solas reveals the truth about her vallaslin. it's been ten years, and still, the weight of crushed weight is not enough to keep her from running to him when the skies tear open again. bare-faced and broken, she pursues the one person she can't stop loving, even as he destroys her. (angsty as hell, with a side of cosmic heartbreak. there is no happy ending here.) (oneshot.)

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When Lavellan gets her vallaslin, she doesn’t make a sound. The blood writing isn’t pleasant necessarily. It still hurts. But there is a euphoria in it, in the carving of a legacy into her skin. Lavellan can feel the roots of it all—the ancient magic, the community, the oneness of one People so many years ago. From behind the Keeper’s shoulder, her best friend, only one month older, grins in encouragement. Her mother, standing a few more feet away, brushes a tear away with her forefinger. The Dalish are not the bones of a beast long since slain. No—they are here, and alive, and persisting. They are here. We are still here .

· ─ ·𖥸· ─ · 

The first time he takes her hand, Lavellan knows that the world is a bigger and more wonderful place than ever dreamed of before. She knows Solas feels it too—he is the color in every breath and the sunlight whispering behind each dawn. Even when she dreams, Lavellan can swear his very voice permeates the Fade, altering it in an indescribable but permanent way… as if she herself, and her skin, are also altered.

“You change… everything,” he tells her. And she wants to agree, but the words are not enough. There is only the way he tastes and feels pressed up against her, leaving little space for any melodic cadence. Their bodies are a magic of their own, twining around and around, serpents with their mouths wide open. Eating. Devouring.

When he brings her to Crestwood, the Veil’s magic bubbles along her skin, and she can feel the mana rise up within her, meeting it. His hand on her cheek thins the veil in her too—the part of her where self begins and ends. She’s already known for some time now: Solas is her match in every single way. There is no world without him in it.

“I’ve been trying to determine some way to show you what you mean to me,” he murmurs, gray and violet eyes beseeching. Lavellan is content to wait. To bask in the heat of his gaze.

“You have become important to me. More important than I could have imagined.”

Yes. Yes. The truth of it all hangs in the air between them, as light as ribbon. Lavellan smiles, a soft wildflower opening across her features. She is still content to wait.

“Your face. The vallaslin. They are slave markings, or at the least, they were in the time of ancient Arlathan.”

Solas does not hear how the veil sunders within her. 

It is a reckoning. The faces of Lavellan’s clan flash through her mind. Her best friend. Her mother. Her Keeper, piercing the flesh of her face, wine-colored ink burrowing down deep and swirling. Their heritage. Their legacy—all of it a shredded banner thrashing in the wind. She can feel it begin to die, their thick roots shrieking against the wrongness of it all, scratching against her skin.

Lavellan wants it off. She wants the wrongness off of her so Solas doesn’t see it and turn away. She can’t be a slave to him. She has to be more.

“Cast your spell,” she says, the words trembling like fragile glass between her lips. “Take the vallaslin away.”

When the magic blooms against her face, aching and cold, the vallaslin vanishes, leaving a strange, raw smoothness behind. Lavellan doesn’t recognize her own reflection in the waters of the Fade. The woman gaping back at Solas is a shadow untethered.

Solas’s hands are warm and kind, but Lavellan feels hollowed. Like someone has reached deep inside and scooped her right out. 

But isn’t that what she wanted? To be less than what she was?

· ─ ·𖥸· ─ · 

Cole’s voice is the soft tinkling of the wind behind them.

“She is bare-faced. Embarrassed. She doesn’t know. She thinks it’s because of her.”

The veil within her tears even further. Lavellan just needs to stop, just needs to stop , just needs to…

She pretends not to see Solas walk beside her, spine bowed like a drawn and ancient longbow. She pretends not to see how the weight of it tears at him, too. 

It is easy. He can not meet her gaze—not since Crestwood. Not since the words that had unraveled everything.

· ─ ·𖥸· ─ · 

Varric tells Lavellan to stay away, to “let the kid handle it”, to hunker down because she’s done enough. She’s done enough.

She’s done enough.

But then a thunderclap strikes the phantom-limb she does not have. And she knows. The absence of him is in every breath she takes and she runs, dammit . She runs and she Fade-walks, racing, as the sky breaks open once more, a ragged, emerald mouth roaring above the Arlathan Forest. 

Lavellan feels her eyes pulse in time with the magic—feels the emerald-ring around her pupils sizzle with the latent, magical mark of him. A seared kiss in her amethyst gaze—the emerald just never went away. One more impression of the remnant she’s loved for ten years now, the lonely ghost grieving at the edges of her dreams.

Lavellan keeps running, smooth-faced, agonizingly empty as the heavens cry out… and she knows that her world is about to die. She knows that she is not going to make it to him in time.

Once, she would've prayed. She would have fallen to her knees and begged the Creators to spare the lives of the innocent, of her friends, of her own life—but now, a resounding silence is the only answer she knows she will get. The only god left that she can pray to is the Maker, the angry, fickle god of her People’s oppressors. 

And against all odds, she does. Lavellan stumbles, stops, lowers herself in the forest, the buzzing grass sparking into her knees with its ambient magic. 

By Andraste's grace, Lavellan begins to weep into the ground. 

To voice the prayer itself would be to admit defeat—to betray the magic and the heritage the Dalish has fought so hard to keep alive. 

And yet, in the vast emptiness Solas has left behind, there is no one listening to the sound of the veil finally shattering within her. She is alone. Mark-less. The cries of her ancestors echoing across all ages.

So Lavellan weeps. And she prays. 

She prays to the strange god and his empty, blighted throne.

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I have a new gen Ninjago au that I think is kinda cool... but I'm kinda shy about actually writing it. Basically the "main" main characters are Cole's daughter (it's kind of an Anakin situation) Liann, and Jaya's older child, their son Jamie/Jaemin as the co-leaders of the new ninja team, under tha monastery that is now taken care of by Arin and Sora. What I LOVE about this au, is doing what I wanted to see them do with Cole, with Liann. Let me explain!

In the beginning, despite books mentioning this and making what is implied by the show clear, like I said, the show only implies the pressure Cole puts himself under. The leader position he naturally gets himself in, and all the already existing mental health issues he had at the time. That never became a plot device in the show, but I'd love to see what expectations of a whole ass ninja team can shape the way you see yourself being told on Cole. I wanted to see him break down, I wanted to see his heart break and hurt turned into rage. That's what I wanna do with Liann.

Liann, being Cole's daughter, and living both in the Ninjago City and Land of Lost Things, was involved with the building of the Lost community. So she has the natural leader instincts that Cole is also known for. She was also the first to unlock her true potential, she started her ninja way already an EM. This sorta made the team see her as a role model, too good, much better. But Liann was constantly trying to make them rely less on her, and not assume she has all the answers. Even being co-leaders with Jamie, Liann was under this pressure of being the perfect hero the team assumed her to be.

This leads Liann to being unable to crush their view of her after some point, realising they will always stand behind her, looking at her mouth for answers. She knows they rely on her, she can not crush that. Well that is until, she no longer can.

You see, the whole story starts with Liann breaking the balance of the elemental power magic, by reconnecting Cole to his element to save his life, because at this point only the super healing of the elemental powers can save his life. Liann, being 14 and desperate, uses a long forgotton magic, to reconnect Cole to his element. (He can't use the powers anymore, but is healed by the small amount he still has in him.) What happens after that is that this imbalance of the magic, caused by two people using the same element, which means unusal amount of it being present, causes many new villains and corrupted magic to awaken. So a few years after this initial event, a new ninja team is formed and the new adventures start.

During the story, Liann slowly starts to realise all of this is because she broke the balance years ago. She denies it at first, not being able to accept she is the one reason that so much was harmed, but later she gets so scared to tell the team, let alone the whole world. She fears of crushing the way people see her, she doesn't want to be seen as an evil person, she fears no one will care about for what reasons she did it, and will only look at the conclusion and blame her.

The bigger reason why she feels that way, is because Liann herself blames herself for all that too. It only gets worse over time. She starts to push herself to her limits each time, almost like punishing herself. This is the part I said I would love to see with Cole too. The unrealistically perfect image everyone has of Liann, despite her efforts of trying to show them she is as human as all of them, leads her to having the same unreasonably high expectations of herself. And she punishes herself with doing more than she is capable of as a result. This action of her even leads her to get her powers corrupted at some point, but hiding it as the team counts on her to end the mission and she thinks she has to be in the very front in fight. She harms her body with this action, using her powers despite the corruption.

The climax of this whole arc happens when things start to fall apart, Jamie learns about the fact that it's actually Liann's fault. He first feels betrayed, but exactly because of anything else, but because it took her so long to be honest to him. Despite his initial shock, he keeps being on her side. But in the end, one of their teammates, who I named Max, sacrifices, despite Liann saying she should be the one sacrificing and not him, and during all that the rest of the team also learns about it all. Which results in the image of Liann in their head to CRASH completely.

All this results in the team breaking apart, Liann's guilt getting bigger in her as she blames absolutely anything on herself despite Max opening her eyes before his sacrifice. He does help her by this, but she still has a long way to go. Most of the team eventually gathers together again, this time taking great weight off of Liann's shoulders and realising she is as in need of support as they are.

ANYWAY! This is my silly idea of an au! If you guys wanna, uh, hear more about it I'd gladly talk about it...