#jaesi

[27-royal-teas]

a majority of coffee shop soundtrack acoustic in baltimore. I tried to make a lot of the videos 20 seconds or under so that I could send them to my friend on discord but this is the longest video I got of this song.

@pika-pika-lisa @luckyfinn72

[the20thangel]

The Dragon and The Raven Chapter 14: Warging Lessons.

Chapter Summary: Benjoct begins his warg lesson, growing frustrated at the slow process when his dragon princess decides to provide stress relief services. A certain person from the past comes to visit in dreams.

Tags: Smut, 18+ NSFW, angstishFluff

Taglist: @poppyflower-22 @alastorhazbin @callsignwidow @whimsicalmystic02 @mercedesdecorazon @rhaenyrathecruelwithteats @ithilwen-blackwood

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Ben stared at his aunt and the lord of Winterfell before laughing, his cackles frightening the whole group. The only person who seemed not bothered by the young lord’s outburst was Jaesys, who, in turn, began cooing, looking at his father. Alysanne would have swooned at the scene if she weren’t so worried about her nephew’s reaction to their plan. The Blackwood lady turned to Princess Aemma, who was staring at her husband with slight worry but was trying to hide it. 

After a minute, Benjicot finally calmed down. 

“I’m sorry, but it seems so far-fetched; you want me to try something I have only read in books. We don’t know if I even have enough blood from the First Men…” 

Aemma squeezed his hand, making him pause and face her. 

“It wouldn’t hurt to try, right? Look at my family; we asked Dragonseeds to come and try to claim dragons to support us in the war… If my family can have magic to bond our dragons, why can’t yours have a different magic to warg into animals.” explained Aemma to her husband while caressing his cheek. 

Benjicot smiled, leaning into his wife’s touch. She had a point; he just didn’t want to get his hopes up in trying something that could potentially amount to nothing, but again, just like the Dragon seeds, the outcome would never be certain unless he tried. Nodding, he turned to Cregan, letting him know that he was willing to try to learn how to warg. 

Cregan beamed, “Great! Using a raven or crow from Blackwood Lands would work best because they will sense a familiarity with you.” 

Aemma grew excited as she answered for Ben, “You can use my raven, Ben, the one you gave me when we started courting.” 

Benjicot smiled at her, placing a chaste kiss on her cheek as he stood with Cregan. Both lads eagerly wanted to start the process, Leaving Aly with the princess and little heir. 

After allowing a small moment of solitude to pass, Aly moved to sit next to the princess. As she finally allowed Jaesys to return to his mother’s arms, she asked how the princess was doing. 

Aemma nuzzled her baby, smiling as he cooed. She turned to answer Aly,  “Okay, there are days when I just want to wallow in my grief, but thankfully, Ben and Jaesys are always there to bring me out. Ben has also been amazing in being so hands-on with our son…truthfully it surprised me. As far as I knew, lords tend not to be so hands-on, but then again, many people also expected me just to hand my baby to a nursemaid.” 

She knew the greens were surely like that; she saw how out of touch Alicent was with her children.  Her mother rightfully criticized the green queen for that. 

Aly smiled as she replied, “Ben was always excited to have children; he would always take time to play with the children of the village and our younger cousins; he had more patience than Davos.” 

Bringing up Davos opened a wound in Aly; it had not even been a full year since her brother's and eldest nephew’s death. She knew Davos would have made an amazing uncle, adoring Jaesys with so much attention and gifts. He also would have enjoyed teasing his shy younger twin endlessly for wooing a Targaryen princess, but alas, fate was cruel in the form of Brakens. 

Aemma smiled, knowing the ghosts of their loved ones were close; grabbing her hand, the princess and lady leaned on each other, quietly reminiscing about their families. 

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As the days passed, Benjicot spent many grueling hours reading and practicing the process of warging, but so far, nothing seemed to make process. It was frustrating for him; he wanted to support Aemma but felt like he was failing so far. He was also growing upset, having to place most of his lordly duties on Aly and Aemma while he trained with Cregan. Both women didn’t seem to complain, but Benjicot knew that putting all the engagements to them was unfair, especially since Aemma herself was taking her lessons from her father, preparing for the announcement from the Queen proclaiming Aemma as the new official heir to the Iron Throne. 

Rushing into his tent after another day of failure, he grabbed his cloak and threw it to the ground in frustration. Sighing from mental exhaustion, he sat tiredly on the bed, rubbing his hand up and down his face and trying to cool off. The rustling of the tent’s entrance made him look slightly up as he and his princess walked in wearing mostly red today. Warmth spread in Benji’s stomach; he always felt like this whenever Aemma decided to wear red instead of fully black. She looked gorgeous, and he was greatly considering asking a seamstress to make a dress for the princess that would have ravens and dragons embroidered just like their son. 

As the princess walked in, she noted her husband's mood, quietly sitting beside him and taking his hand into her own. After a moment of the two sitting in quiet peace, Ben raised their intertwined hands and kissed Aemma’s hand. Smiling, Aemma turned to her love, raising her other hand to move some of his hair from his forehead. 

“How was your day today?” asked the dragon princess, frowning slightly as Ben huffed quietly. 

“Frustrating… I just can’t seem to grasp how to warg… all I seem to be doing is growing headaches,” explained Benjicot as he felt his frustration coming back. 

Aemma moved closer to him, knowing he was placing so much pressure on himself. 

“It will come; just don’t push yourself too much. I don’t want this process to hurt you; skin changing can become dangerous.” pleaded Aemma. 

Ben shook his head, “I want to support you, be your eyes in the air; I want to prove to you and everyone how much I can bring into our marriage…” 

Aemma kissed him before she replied, “Yes, but what good will come if my husband ends up injuring himself because he constantly pushed himself beyond his limits? Warging is a skill; you have magic in your blood, as I do, but the magic needs to be trained, just like how I built my dragon riding skills. I was born with the magic to bond with dragons and ride them, but I did not magically wake up with a strong bond between Sliverwing and me. I worked hard for years with her to build our bond; there were days I was too frustrated, but my father and mother both made me realize that forcing skills to appear quickly was not the route to go; it would have only hindered my bond and caused serious repercussions. So be patient, my love; your hard work will come to fruition.” 

Benjicot sighed, knowing his dragon princess’s words to be true. He kissed her back briefly before separating himself from her and asking for Jaesys. 

“Daemon has him, says that the Blackwoods have been hogging him for too long, and the boy also needed to know his Targaryen roots. His words, not mine,” replied Aemma as she stood from the bed, walking behind Benjicot and placing her hands on his shoulder. 

Mischievous, the princess smirked, pressing her body to her husband. She began messaging his tense shoulders, causing the raven-haired lord to groan. Leaning to his ear, Aemma whispered. 

“Besides, I felt you were going to be tense, so I decided to use this free time to release you from any tension.” 

Benjicot blushed slightly at his wife’s words. Determined not to falter, he decided to play on. “Oh, and what plans do you have, wife? Will you serve me on your knees and-” 

Ben sharply inhaled, seeing Aemma knee before him, and spreading his legs open. Aemma placed her hands on each thigh, squeezing them a little, making sure to keep eye contact as she replied. 

“What a wonderful idea, husband. Let me serve you tonight.” 

With that, she reached forward and grabbed Ben’s clothed cock messaging it and squeezing it for a moment before she freed it from his clothed restraints. She stared at it as it slowly started to harden and rise. Spitting in her hand, she grabbed his rod again, moving her hands in a circular motion and up and down. 

Ben groaned, spreading his legs farther, allowing Aemma to come closer to him as she spat on him, squeezing his cock before continuing with her motion. Once she knew he was fully erect, she leaned her mouth to him, placing a kiss at the tip before dragging her tongue slowly down to his base and enjoying his loud groan from his mouth. 

Benjicot felt like he was in paradise with an angel. As he placed his hand on Aemma’s head, he entangled his fingers in her sliver waves, tugging a bit, which prompted the princess to lick upwards before taking him into her mouth. 

“Fuck Aemma!” exclaimed Ben as he felt her warm mouth around him. 

Aemma smiled. Hearing her name coming out of his mouth in a pleasurable tone, she continued her attention to him, moving her head up and down and swirling her tongue around him like he was a sweet candy. She moaned, feeling his hands grip her hair harder, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. She begins feeling wetness pool under her. 

At hearing her moan, Ben began panting, feeling his release coming fast like a train; as he tried to pull her off, it only caused her to suck harder, which pushed him to the edge. Letting a loud grunt, he released himself in her mouth. Opening his eyes, he moaned loudly, seeing how his beautiful wife swallowed every single drop. She looked so angelic, her purple eyes slightly hooded, staring at him. With a smile, Aemma released him with a loud pop, kissing the tip again before she moved up and sat on his lap. 

“How was that for you, my love.” She whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Ben chuckled as he, too, wrapped his arms around her waist, dragging her body closer to him, causing her to grind on him. Both lord and princess quietly moan at the sensation. 

“Wonderful, you are a divine, sweet girl; now let me return the favor.” He stated as he kissed her hungrily. 

Aemma moaned again, allowing her raven lord to push his tongue into her mouth and explore the inside of her mouth. Still feeling mischievous, she lightly sucked on his tongue, which prompted him to growl in pleasure as he retreated slightly. Before she could tease him, she squealed when she felt him bite her neck. Her squeal quickly turned into moans again at feeling him attack her neck with love bites. 

Gasping, Aemma began to grind herself on him, feeling her husband’s cock awaken again. She moaned, feeling him against her. As much as she wanted him inside of her, she remembered the caution from the midwives: she shouldn’t lay with her husband until 3 moons after giving birth. Jaesys was barely turning two moons. 

“Ben, we can’t; the midwives warned against laying with you until Jaesys is 3 moons,” she whispered, although she didn’t want to stop. 

Ben kissed her again before replying, “I don’t have to be inside you to make you find your release angel. Take off your small clothes; I promise I won’t enter inside you.” 

Aemma, slightly confused, raised herself and did as was told. Once she removed her small clothes, she gasped at Benjicot’s stronghold, roughing, pulling her back onto his lap. She whimpered, feeling his stiffness nestle in between her folds. Ben placed his head on her neck, licking her neck and huffing as he felt her slick wetness coating him. Placing his arms around her waist, Ben began to move his princess, allowing his cock to slide in between her lower lips, savoring her moans and gasps. 

Aemma closed her eyes in pleasure, wrapping her arms around Benjicot’s head as she, too, began to move and grind herself on him, enjoying the feeling of him sliding. 

“Mmmhm, yes, Ben, just like that,” she whispered, for she only wanted him to hear how good she felt. 

Ben, wanting to hear more, began to roughly and faster grind himself to her, grunting at how much wetter she began. She was gorgeous, and she was his, and he was hers. No other man will ever compare to him, and no other woman can hold a candle to her. They were made for each other, and both princess and lord knew that thought to be entirely true. They were always meant to find each other. 

“Please, Ben, please..” Aemma began to plead, moving her hips faster, wanting to bring her release faster. 

“Please, my love, I can’t give you something I don’t know.” Ben taunted, although he, too, was coming close to his second release. 

“Make me undone…I need your release; I need you to bring me to ecstasy,” commanded Aemma, leaning her hips as she felt like she was going to burst. 

“Go ahead, sweetling. I will never deny you,” assured Ben, groaning as he and Aemma simultaneously allowed their release to flow over them. 

Both moaned at the sensation, holding on to each other until their ecstasy soothed over, panting. Both stayed frozen, smiling at each other. 

After a moment, Aemma kissed Ben sweetly, playing with the hairs on the back of his neck. Smiling at the kiss, Ben caressed her face. Allowing each other to feel their love for each other. 

“We should probably bathe before someone comes with Jaesys; I’d rather not see my father with our fluids still on us.” proposed Aemma, rising from his lap. 

Benicot laughed but silently agreeing he did not need to give his good father an excuse to stab him. Taking his wife into his arms, he walked them both to the bathing section of their tent. 

As the night progressed, Daemon finally returned the baby to his parents, wishing them goodnight as the young family prepared for bed. Jaesys snuggled in his bassinet, and the babe cooed in his sleep. Aemma snuggled into her husband, breathing in his scent as she allowed the realm of dreams to welcome her. Lastly, Ben, too, entered the realm of dreams. Two ravens flying around him welcomed him as one landed before him. Benjicot’s eyes widened, seeing the raven transform into his twin. His shock grew as the second raven flew down, Jaesys transforming out and landing in his uncle's arms. Davos smiled at the babe, tickling the baby as he turned to his younger twin. 

“Look at you, snagging a Targaryen princess, aye,” smirked Davos, watching as Benjicot openly gaped at him.

“What, the dragon got your tongue, Ben? Close your mouth before a fly enters; I don’t think my good sister would appreciate that.” Davos laughed as Benjicot glared at him. 

“How…what… how are you here? Where am I?” asked Ben. 

Davos shrugged, placing his nephew back in his father's arms. “Not sure, this could be your dreams or the realm in between; regardless, the old gods have decided to be generous with me and allow me to meet my nephew; he's a handsome bugger, isn’t he…a proud Blackwood, he will grow into.” 

Benjicot smiled, slightly agreeing with his twin: “He has Targaryen qualities, too; he has his mother’s eyes.” 

Davos nodded; the Blackwood genes were beautifully enhanced thanks to the Targaryen's otherworldly beauty in his nephew. 

As the twin brothers continued making small takes, Davos felt his time was coming to a close. As he expressed his thoughts, Benjicot frowned. He was not ready to let go of his twin. 

Davos chuckled, walking to his twin and hugging him. Benjicot was always the sweeter of the two. 

“We are proud of you, Ben; Mother, Father, and I are all proud. You will lead our house to glory. You will be the first in generations to warg, allowing our allies and enemies alike to see the true power of having the blood of the first men. Continue on your path, brother; you will be successful. 

Sniffing, Benjicot smiled tearily at his twin, knowing their time was up. Walking away from the young father and son, Davos smiled. 

“Tell your princess I thank her for honoring our customs and that her brothers are safe with their families.” 

Ben gaped at the words. Nodding, he stared in awe as his brother transformed into a raven again, taking flight and flying away from father and son, with sweet little Jaesys cooing, his purple eyes following as the blackbird became smaller and smaller in the distance.

[send-up-my-heart-to-you]

how i come up w high fantasy names

rb with your techniques !

word searches. i try to find jumbled nonsense that can possibly has some meaning

nicknames. im arab, so i take arab names, take the nickname of that name, and derive a new name out of it. for example, the name 'latifa' has the nickname 'latoof' so i turn 'latoof' into 'toofa'. this or the slightly less stupid version of taking arab names and switching up letters. for example, adil is a arabic name (pronounced aah-dil) so i switch up the last letter and make 'adin' (ah-din with a shorter stretch on the 'a')

keyboard smash. cut out letters until its short enough to be a name. then add in vowels as needed.

search up 'stupid name spellings of common names' on google. (e.g. 'jaeysinn') then basically dissect that name until you get smth you like (e.g. jaesi)

listen to toddlers trying to speak n try to type out the gibberish. then use the dissection technique

[quotesfrommyreading]

The last moral panic centered on widespread physical dangers to America’s children began in the early 1980s. Several high-profile and disturbing stories became media spectacles, including the 1981 murder (and then beheading) of 6-year-old Adam Walsh, who was abducted from a Sears department store in Hollywood, Florida. The Adam Walsh story was made into a TV movie that aired on NBC in October 1983, the same year that the 1979 disappearance of 6-year-old Etan Patz was fictionalized in the theatrically released movie Without a Trace.

Adam’s father, John Walsh, who later spent more than two decades as the host of America’s Most Wanted, claimed that 50,000 children were abducted “for reasons of foul play” in the United States every year. He warned a Senate subcommittee in 1983: “This country is littered with mutilated, decapitated, raped, strangled children.” In response, Congress passed two laws—establishing a nationwide hotline and creating the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children. The panic prompted the building of shopping-mall kiosks where parents could fingerprint or videotape their children to make them easier for police to identify. According to the sociologist David Altheide, it also led to the advertising of dental-identification implants for people who did not yet have their permanent teeth, as well as the creation of a cottage industry of missing-child insurance to cover the cost of private detectives in the event of an abduction. As a 1986 story in The Atlantic recounted, the nonprofit National Child Safety Council printed photos of missing children on 3 billion milk cartons; a person would have had to be paying close attention to notice that all the photos were of the same 106 faces. (The photos also appeared on grocery bags, Coca-Cola bottles, thruway toll tickets, and pizza boxes.) “Ordinary citizens may have encountered explicit reminders of missing children more often than for any other social problem,” the sociologist Joel Best wrote in 1987.

The fear of stranger abduction was partly a product of the cultural environment at the time. “Family values” political rhetoric drove paranoia about the drug trade, pornography, and crime. Second-wave feminism had encouraged more women to enter the workforce, though not without societal pressure to feel guilt and anxiety about leaving their children at home alone, or in the care of strangers. The divorce rate was rising, and custody battles were becoming more common, leading to the complicated legal situation of “family abduction,” or “child snatching.”

Yet there was still a backstop, a way for the panic to end. The Denver Post won a Pulitzer Prize for its 1985 story laboriously debunking the statistics that had caused such widespread alarm. The actual number of children kidnapped by strangers, according to FBI documentation, turned out to be 67 in 1983, up from 49 in 1982. A two-part PBS special explained the statistics and addressed the role that made-for-TV movies and media coverage had played in stoking the fire; a study conducted in 1987 by Altheide and the crime analyst Noah Fritz found that three-quarters of viewers who had previously considered “missing children” a serious problem changed their minds immediately after watching it. With the arrival of better information, the missing-children panic faded.

But decades later, fears have flared again. “You know how they used to have the kids on the milk cartons way back in the day?” Jaesie Hansen, a Utah-based mother of four who sells Operation Underground Railroad and #SaveOurChildren decals on Etsy, asked me in July. “That wouldn’t even be a possibility now, because there’s so many kids. There’s not enough milk cartons to put them on.”

  —  The Great (Fake) Child-Sex-Trafficking Epidemic

[dollivication]

New name I got chu

Axiz<3

Bo peep<3 (had to 4 funnyness)

Cyathx<3

Duvet<3

Evexi<3

Foeaz<3 (?)

Gyui<3

Heaki<3

Iaeksi<3

Jaesi<3

Kuji<3

Lolly popz<3 (?)

Mxxies<3 (?)

Noxie boxx<3

Oaesi<3 (?)

Poxxies basket<3

Qyuinz<3 (?)

Roxyie<3 (?)

Syumi<3

Tusyim<3 (?)

Usiki<3

Vexin<3 (?)

Wixy<3 (?)

Xyis<3 (?)

Yukii<3

Zyki<3 (?)

Hope u like some of em :3

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🕊️NON…. BLESS YOUR SOUL YOU CAME IN SCTUAL FUCKING CLUTCH I LOVE YOUNSOBBADLY I LOVE YIUn!!!!!🩷🩷 THESE ARE SK CUTE i’m goign to cry youre so sweet…;;

I REALLY REALLY LIKED THE BO PEEP SUGGESTION.. SHE WAS MY FAVORITE IN TOY STORY AS A KID OH MY FUCK!!!!!!! and it’s a nursery rhyme tew.. my goon ness you cooked so HARD ilysm..

[m3loria]

THE LESSER OF TWO EVILS ! ── ❛ it still looks like i'm your love ❜. member 011, sim jaehwan !

ぅ( FILE ONE ) ## BASIC INFORMATION

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ birth name : sim jaehwan. ( 심재환 )  ̟ ˖ ⁺ preferred name : jaehwan. ( 재환 )  ̟ ˖ ⁺ name meanings : jaehwan. ( of korean origin, "宰" meaning "to slaughter; to rule", "焕" meaning "shining". )

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ nicknames : jae, jaesi, hwan, hwanie, hwan n02 ( everyone , meliora. ) evildoer the second, the lesser of two evils, jian's evil less powerful sidekick, dumbass squared ( meliora , specifically yohan and junmin. ) mini mae, byun maesi 2.0, scary ass reincarnation ( his fans. )

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ date of birth : july 15, 2003.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ legal age : 21 years old.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ zodiac sign : cancer.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ lunar zodiac sign : goat.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ place of birth : busan, south korea.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ hometown : busan, south korea.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ nationality : south korean.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ ethnicity : korean.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ residences : busan, south korea. ( 2003 —— 2018). seoul, south korea. ( 2018 —— present ).

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ spoken languages : korean ( 100% , gyeongsang dialect ). english ( 70% , standard english ). japanese ( 54% , tokyo dialect ).

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ gender identity : cisgender male.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ pronouns : he / him.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ romantic orientation : demiromantic.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ sexual orientation : pansexual.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ relationship status : taken.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ height : 181 cm ( 5'11" ).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ weight : undisclosed.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ blood type : b-.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ natural eye color : dark brown.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ natural hair color : dark brown.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ current hair color : blonde.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ body modifications : 3 piercings ( left ear ). 3 piercings ( right ear ). 2 tattoos.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ face claim : hwang intak (p1harmony).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ speaking claim : hwang intak (p1harmony).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ vocal claim : hwang intak (p1harmony).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ dance claim : hwang intak (p1harmony).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ rap claim : kim jongseob (p1harmony).

ぅ( FILE TWO ) ## CAREER INFORMATION

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ stage name : chrysa. ( 크리사 )  ̟ ˖ ⁺ explanation : chrysa is short for "chrysanthemum", his favorite flower, and while the choice of stage name was odd, he could choose whatever he wanted! so this is what he chose!

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ current agencies : louvix audio (2019 —— present). sonata media (2020 —— present).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ former agencies : n/a.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ training period : 1 year.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ years active : 2020 —— present.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ occupation : songwriter. rapper. dancer. kpop idols.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ group : meliora (2020 —— present).  ̟ ˖ ⁺ debut date : may 1, 2020.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ debut age : 16 years old.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ positions : main rapper, lead dancer.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ representative color : sunset orange ( #fa5f55 )  ̟ ˖ ⁺ representative emoji : 🏵️  ̟ ˖ ⁺ individual fandom name : kloud ( simply the reverse spelling of cloud, because the word for cloud in japanese starts with a 'k' )

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ instagram : kumosim ( personal , 1207 posts , 1m followers , 3 following )

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ known for : being second most evil of the maknae line. his father being a literal boxer. his muay thai background. being jian's twin from another.. everything. joining meliora because he was a fan of kyrie. his coloring book obsession. being the reincarnation of maesi from his senior group rix. his specialty being pissing off the older members. his annoyance at being made the sidekick to kristian. his father having a fandom of his own. "if someone else calls my dad a dilf i will literally jump off a skyscraper i swear to god".

ぅ( FILE THREE ) ## PERSONAL INFORMATION

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ analyzing the mbti : esfp // entertainer. is someone with the extraverted, observant, feeling, and prospecting personality traits. these people love vibrant experiences, engaging in life eagerly and taking pleasure in discovering the unknown. they can be very social, often encouraging others into shared activities.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ strengths : bold, original, people person, positive and enthusiastic, observant, adventurous.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ weaknesses : easily bored, sensitive, poor long term planners, irrational, unreliable, rebellious.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ family : father. mother.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ family dynamics : chrysa's family is pretty self explanatory, he doesn't have any siblings, but his parents share an insane amount of love for him, so it's all good.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ household history : jaehwan was born in the summer of 2003 to two.. well— bodybuilders in a sense. his parents are both insanely athletic, his father has been into mixed martial arts from a young age and his mother having been involved in a variety of sports (swimming, boxing, tennis, and gymnastics to name a few..). they met midway through university, and by the time they were figuring out what to do with their lives, his mother had been pregnant with him for five months. he was raised in a frankly normal household where his parents didn't want more kids, so they didn't have any more. they raised him with all their love, and also all of their scrutiny whenever he so much as picked up a chocolate bar, but it was all mostly jokes anyway.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ father : sim youngjae, born may 17 1980 in busan, south korea, resides in busan, south korea, employed as a muay thai instructor, father of 1.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ mother : kwak aecha, born may 30 1980 in ansan-si, gyeonggi province, south korea, resides in busan, south korea, employed as an athletic trainer, mother of 1.

ぅ( FILE FOUR ) ## TRIVIAL INFORMATION

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ habits & mannerisms : never directly making eye contact, poking at his tattoos, pulling his earrings, rubbing his eyes, cracking his knuckles and arms, scratching his tattoos, biting his tongue, zoning out on people's faces for crazy amounts of time, instantly posing whenever someone pulls out a camera, always sleeping on the person nearby, stretching immediately in the morning, slapping the members when they scare him.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ hobbies and skills : muay thai, knitting, exercising, wrestling, drawing, coloring, kickboxing, stretching, occasionally journaling, rapping, playing around with puzzles, word puzzles, shopping for the members, annoying the older members (yohan yohan and yohan), talking, karaoke, cooking.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ likes : karaoke, yohan, rapping, muay thai, puzzles, vanilla, sports, coffee scented candles, kyrie, beaches early in the morning, sunsets, the horizon, pastel orange, the sounds of waves, cold coffee, villains, coloring books, boxing, word searches, babysitting his cousins, gold jewelry, getting noticed, irritating the older members, cloud watching, chrysanthemums.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ dislikes : hot coffee, ginger tea, medication, messiness, being serious, waking up early, sleeping late, red meats, beer, snapback hats, chai, matcha, sticking to one genre, gore, romance comics, pills, silver jewelry, gelatin, blood.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ phobias : hemophobia ( fear of blood )

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ favorite colors : pastel orange, beige.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ favorite seasons : summer.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ favorite animals : fennec foxes, koi fish, deer.  ̟ ˖ ⁺ favorite numbers : 14, 30.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ personal playlist : dna, kendrick lamar. respect, the notorious b.i.g. get back, britney spears. protect my heart, kelis. mr mr, girls generation. conceited, flo milli. mirotic, tvxq. moody night, brown eyed girls. honey, kara. partition, beyoncé. zig zag, f(x). artificial love, exo.

 ̟ ˖ ⁺ close friends : kim gauel, ahn yujin, ive. baek jiheon, fromis_9. lee taeyoung, ahn seongmin, cravity. sakata sora, woo!ah!.

ぅ( FILE FIVE ) ## FACTUAL INFORMATION

001 ▬▬ jaehwan's father is a known figure in the martial arts world, sim youngjae. both of his parents are pretty known in their own right, but his dad has amassed his own small fandom because, and i quote, he's "beekeeping age" (and also very married).

002 ▬▬ he's been a fan of kyuhyun since before their debut together, which is why he specifically decided to join louvix audio. he could barely even talk to him in the earlier days of meliora without bursting into tears from his own anxiety.

003 ▬▬ he learned how to knit from his mother, and he does it as a show of affection to the members (not that he'll admit that anyway).

004 ▬▬ he doesn't have any siblings of his own so hajoon and kiro act as his surrogate big brothers (jian being the twin.. maybe).

005 ▬▬ surprisingly, his favorite hyung is yohan. he never shows it through affection, which is unfortunate for the older, he instead showcases it with his ability of completely irritating the other. the older would say he "hates him", but it's all simply figure of speech.

006 ▬▬ he is often referred to as the "reincarnation of maesi", who is a member from his senior group rix. the two simply have so many similarities, he may as well be his son.

007 ▬▬ one of his favorite past times is muay thai. he is currently a red-silver mongkol, meaning he could be an assistant master of a class.

008 ▬▬ he does not like jian.. okay, kidding. they have a love-hate relationship, their pretty much the same people, and that's why they butt heads all the time. taro usually has to break up their arguments.

009 ▬▬ in the strangest way possible, he's the member with the most consistent sleep schedule. he sleeps early, and even though he hates it, he also wakes up within a reasonable time frame. he's the only meliora member who sleeps healthily.

010 ▬▬ he's known for his tendency to slap the members when they scare him. if you come out of nowhere, his first instinct will be to slap you across the face. he can't help it..

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AGS1: The Love Investment by Lena0209

" At hindi ko susugalan ang 1 percent ko kay Arthas para sa 99 percent ko para kay Rico" - Jaesie

" After all, hindi ako sumusugal sa alam kong talo ako." - Rico

Ka-emehan :

Jaesie Rosenthal - alpha female talaga siya for me. It really takes a very patience man to handle her. Hindi kasi siya yung tipong naka-depende sa tao. Kung pwede nga lang sampalin ka ng pera neto, gagawin niya. She is not likeable in terms of ugali, hahaha aminin na-bwiset kayo sa situation niya kay Arthas at Myles. Hindi rin clingy, walang kilig sa katawan, puro trabaho at cafe lang ang mahal--pera pa pala. Habulin lang talaga kasi ganda eh. Pero what I like about her is how she thinks/see things. In short matalino. For some, intimidating din.

Rico Dardenne - Ewan ko ba dito, isa rin walang kilig sa katawan. Hahahaha. Pero havey, naman to. Things about him naman, planado lahat. Business-minded talaga ang loko. Kaya kuhang-kuha rin niya ako kasi naman kakaiba ang mindset, bet ko talaga mag birada niya sa buhay. Ayun, sobra rin sa talino at diskarte sa buhay pero ang importante good boy naman pala siya, matabil lang dila. Hahahaha. Minsan eto rin hinihintay ko mga real-talk niya hahalukay ng buong pagkatao mo.

Inumpisahan ko talaga to kasi nakikita ko sa twitter. Sabi ko kapag bet ko bibili ako ng physical book na hindi ko alam kung meron pa kasi end na pala ng pre-order. At wala pa ngang half yung story ayun sold na ako. Hello Rico, book version agad. Buti nalang meron pa kundi iyak nalang muna ako. Hahaha.

Sa umpisa hindi talaga likeable si Jaesie, kapag binasa mo ikaw ma-stress sa mga ganap niya sa buhay eh. Yung issue niya kay Arthas at Myles na sobrang toxic plus malito ka kung bakit fling niya lahat halos ang Alabang boys. Iniisip ko matalino naman siya, successful pa nga. Anyari girl? Papaganun ka talaga pero na-justify naman niya. Then Rico came, ayun umikot mundo ni ate mo girl. Hahaha. Kelangan lang pala ng real life tutuktok sa ulo niya, yung sasabihin talaga sayo na kung pangit pangit talaga wala ng tanong kung bakit. Period agad. Si Rico kasi hahayaan ka lang niya kasi ikaw yan. He doesnt want to change Jaesie pero nandun siya to guide her sa tamang route. Diba life coach. Hahaha

Isa pa sa nagustuhan ko, hindi ko na sure kung success story ba nabasa ko kesa love story. Hahaha. Oo ganun nga. I live for the bardagulan pero matalino version. Yung mga insights nila na nakakaloka na. Gusto ko mong yumaman? Makinig ka kay Rico at Jaesie. Pa-seminar kaya sila. Hahahaha. And of course ang every encounter with the malevolent mum at arrogant dad. Hahah intense yon.

Sabi ko nga not a typical love story o kung love story nga ba to. Grabe kasi kung risk talaga pag-uusapan, iba si Rico eh nag-franchise. Alam naman na hindi niya to gagawin na alam niyang malulugi siya pero si Jaesie na manhid(slight) kalaban mo. Kaso yung offer kasi ni Rico, tempting naman talaga. Hahaha. Pero I guess, same feathers flock together and nahanap nila talaga ang katapat nila. Sobrang match sila sa lahat eh,for me ha. It was a long process love affair na dinaan sa business plan, business deals, money at kung ano ano pa na hindi naman nakakakilig pero sa huli kikiligin ka nalang kasi eto na hardwork pays off talaga. Act of service ba naman love language mo mapapagod ka talaga pero alam mong may award sa huli. Success talaga.

Some the lines na bet ko kasi wala lang.

Mga salita ni Rico talaga. Eto yung he knew how to handle Jeasie na strong, independent woman.

This line from Jaesie... Hinintay ko to. Hahaha kung si Rico proud. Ako rin. 🤣🤣👏🏻👏🏻

So true. Kasi alipin sa salapi is real. Hahahaha

So ayun lang. Syempre bias ko Rico for now. Tsaka na ko mangapit-bahay. Hindi pa tapos ang laban. 😂😂 Again, thank you Ate Lena. Huli mo talaga mga bet kong story.

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Lee Dong-guk’s Daughter Jaesi Goes Viral for Her Visuals

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The Dragon and The Raven Chapter 13: The Dragon Princess

Summary: The Royal family tries to grieve for Prince Jacaerys, but many issues arise. This caused tensions to grow, especially between Aemma and her mother. Can Benjicot be the solution?

Taglist: @poppyflower-22 @alastorhazbin @callsignwidow @whimsicalmystic02 @mercedesdecorazon @rhaenyrathecruelwithteats @ithilwen-blackwood

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The month after Prince Jacaerys’s death was tense. Many worried about what that meant for Rhaenyra’s reign, losing her heir and not automatically naming another. Many assumed the title of Heir would go straight to the Crown Princess, although many lords were slightly against it. Others thought it would go to Prince Joffrey, and many talked about how the prince should be brought to Dragonstone to take on his lessons in becoming an heir. Although these were just speculations from the court in Dragonstone, nothing will be certain until the Queen herself decides. 

The Queen and her family took this month to have a month of mourning, keeping in communication with their allies but spending most of the time mourning Jace. Aemma and Baela leaned on each other more than ever, missing the Dragon Prince terribly. It worried Aemma that Baela seemed to grow sick, as food did not sit well with her step-sister lately. Baela, in hopes of easing her grief, moved her things into Jace’s room to be closer to him; the poor girl cried every night as she lay on his, now her bed. Aemma was doing her best to be her support, but her own grief was taking a toll on her. She also had to be there for her son, Jaesys, who was growing so fast. Gone was her little babe that was placed in her arms. Now, he was a cute cubby baby with dark raven hair highlighting round cheeks and beautiful purple eyes. Aemma felt conflicted in feeling such joy at one point with her son but then struck with grief at another. Thankfully, Ben was her rock, having a similar experience from his own grief of knowing that his father, mother, and twin not being alive to love his son. He only had his aunt Aly, who was back in Harrenhal, only able to send ravens back and forth. 

After a week to grieve with his wife and daughters, Daemon left to finish the rest of the triarchy fleet, leaving one lone boat to return to Essos. So, the stories of the true dragon family would make news, and the Triarchy regret ever allying with the green pretenders. Once he finished, he expressed his desire to continue holding Harrenhal for Rhaneyra, to which she agreed, not wanting to leave their allies vulnerable to an attack from the greens.

While Rhaenyra and Rhaenys held onto each other, both knowing the pain of losing two children so close to one another. Rhaenys regrets not being closer to the Prince; she saw alot of Jacaerys in little Jaesys, and it was eating her up that she was never close to the boy, for Laenor would be upset with her for not trying to have a better relationship with her grandson. Rhaenyra was drowning in her grief, another of her sweet boys taken from her. She couldn’t help but start blaming herself; she had lost two of her sweet, dark-haired boys. Both heirs in their own rights, she couldn’t help but try to find the faults in her methods of raising them; she had to fail at something, thinking that she had to be why her boys were taken. She knew she needed an heir but couldn’t bring herself to name one. She did not want to replace Jacaerys quickly, and she did not want to place the burden on her now two eldest, Aemma and Joffrey. 

Rhaenyra’s inner turmoil was broken suddenly; she raised her head from her hands as she heard dragons singing. Walking to her balcony, she was greeted with a sight that made her smile slightly. Moondancer, Sliverwing, and Seasmoke danced in the air as two dragons held riders. Sliverwing took the most, with two adults and one child on her back. As the dragons passed, she frowned at Baela's pale face and furrowed brows; her stepdaughter was grappling with a sudden illness lately. It started a few days ago, and Maester Geradys had yet to find a cause. Of course, it could just be the grief taking a toll on her, she understood, going through something similar from Visenya and Lucerys. As Sliverwing passed her, Aemma slowed her dragon to greet her mother. With a small smile, she and Ben inclined their heads to show respect, with little Jaesys cooing, strapped to his mother’s chest. 

Rhaenyra’s heart clenched, memories of strapping a young dark-haired baby to her chest as she rode Syrax coming to her. Tearly, she smiled back at her daughter’s family, letting them fly away from her window. Walking back, a maid told the queen that Mysaria was asking for an audience with her. Nodding, she allowed for the White Wyrm to enter her chambers. 

“My Queen,” greeted Mysaria, bowing as she walked to stand infront of Rhaenyra. 

“Mysaria, what can I do for you today?” asked the queen as she walked to her desk. She looked at the last letter Daemon had sent, stating how he had arrived safely in Harrenhal and was creating a war plan with House Stark, The River lords, and the Knights of the Vale. 

“I was hoping to ease your turmoil in naming a new heir. The lords and your allies are growing restless,” Mysaria explained as she walked to Rhaenyra. 

Rhaenyra gave a tired sigh. She hoped to have more time to consider who should be named, Aemma or Joffrey. Mysaria analyzed the queen; she looked more dejected after the death of Prince Jacaerys. Her cheekbones are more profound, and she looks skinnier. Thinking of the question, on one hand, naming Princess Aemma as heir made sense since the princess had a child herself. Although Aemma had already declared her son heir to House Blackwood, it would pressure the princess to conceive another child quickly to provide an heir for House Targaryen. Furthermore, if Aemma were named heir to the throne, House Bracken would never join the rest of the Riverlands lords in supporting Rhaenyra. Their hate for House Blackwood would override the alliance, which would cause tension because of the potential threat from the red stallions. 

With Prince Joffrey, it would allow the prince more time to prepare for his role as heir, having the benefit of being hidden away from the Greens and their allies. Of course, there was the issue that Jeyne Arryn had asked Rhaenyra for Joffrey as her heir. She was Preparing Prince Joffrey to rule the Vale after her. Rhaenyra, at the time, had agreed to the terms in exchange for the safekeeping of Rhaena, Joffrey, Aegon, and little Viserys. 

It was a tough choice, but the lords were already beginning to doubt Rhaenyra’s capabilities to rule. Her council's doubts would only increase if she took more time to name an heir. Clearing her throat, Mysaria explained her sympathies with the Queen’s inner struggle. She continued expressing her thoughts on the situation and advised which route she could take. 

“If I may, my queen, I would advise you to send Princess Aemma to the Vale. If you need time to name an heir officially, sending the princess to the Vale will buy you time.”

Rhaenyra paused, turning to Mysaria, “how…how would that buy me time?” she questioned. 

Mysaria gave a small grin, allowing herself to walk closer, “If you make enough insinuation that sending Aemma and her son to the Vale for their safety will make it seem like she has been named your heir, while if she returns to Harrenhal or Raventreehall, the lords will think you named Prince Joffrey. It's all about using your resources to your advantage.” explained Mysaria. 

Rhaenyra pondered at the reasoning, slowly grinning. The plan could work; all Rhaenyra wanted to ensure was to keep her remaining children and grandson safe. Having them in the Vale far enough from the greens’ clutches would prove that. Yes, convincing Aemma would be hard, but if she leaned on Jaesys's safety and asked for Benjicot’s support, Rhaenyra knew Aemma would have difficulty countering her. 

“It will be difficult to convince my daughter, but it is the best chance for her survival and ease the Lord's worries…” whispered the queen to herself. 

Mysaria hummed, pressing her arms to Rhaenyra’s, “True, and if ask for help from the princess’s husband and Princess Rhaenys, I’m sure Princess Aemma would not have the heart to oppose you…much less infront of the council.” 

Rhaenyra, feeling sure it was the right decision, nodded, turning to thank her master of whispers when she noticed how close the fair woman was to her. Gulping at the closeness, she noticed how Mysaria looked at her; her eyes were slightly hooded. Mysaria, feeling bold, began to close the gap as the white wyrms lips were ghostly close to the queen. A loud knock scared the women, making Rhaenyra walk away; seeing her daughter and family enter, she quickly went to greet her. 

Aemma walked into her mother’s chambers. Her smile slowly fell as she noticed her mother’s nervousness and seeing Mysaria in the chambers. Aemma did not like or trust the White Wrym; ignoring the woman, she graced another smile to her mother, passing her son to the queen.

“Good morrow, Muna, were you busy?” questioned Aemma. 

Rhaenyra, cooing at her grandson, shook her head, “I will never be too busy for you, my pearl or little Jaesys. Was there something you needed?” 

Aemma glanced at Ben, who smiled at his wife; reaching out to intertwine their hands, Aemma deeply inhaled. 

“We received a raven from Aly Blackwood, who asked Ben to return. Kepa is planning a way to tempt Aemond out of Kingslanding. This can provide an opportunity for you and grandmother to take Kingslanding. I agree with Kepa’s thoughts; it's time we played more aggressively with the Greens.” 

Rhaenyra quickly agreed to allow Benjicot to return, taking this opportunity to execute her plan. 

“Yes, you will prepare for the long journey to Harrenhal to drop off your husband there…. Then you will fly to the Vale.” 

Aemma was confused and worried, “Why has something happened to them…is Joffrey, Aeg…” 

Rhaenyra quickly intervenes, not wanting to stress her daughter, “Your brothers and sister are fine. I want you to go to the Vale with Jaesys and remain there until the war's end.” 

Aemma gasped; her mother did not honestly expect this from her. 

Shaking her head, she replied, “No, I will stay at Harrenhal with my husband-” 

Rhaenyra enterally groaned, knowing her daughter would fight her in the decision. 

“The council is asking for a new heir, Aemma. If I were to name you my heir, the Vale would keep you and your son safe from the greens. It will be safe to be with your brothers and sister.” 

Aemma stubbornly countered her mother, “If I am to be your heir, I need to stay close to reach your council; the Vale will only become a target for the greens should I reside there. My son needs to bond with his father… This war could take years, and I will not deprive Jaesys of Ben in his early years. 

“You will go to the Vale..” Commanded Rhaenyra, soothing her grandson as he started to fuss, feeling the tension in the room. 

“No, it is out of the question.” interrupted Aemma, growing upset that her mother wanted to separate her family again. 

Mysaria strode to stand beside her queen, “My princess, your mother is being stretched thin from the pressure; let us not…” 

“You are free to go, Lady Mysaria,” spoke Aemma, cutting the lady off. 

Rhaenyra and Mysaria’s eyes widen in shock at the Princess’s rude tone. Glancing first at the queen, Myaria returns her gaze to the princess, subconsciously flinching at her glare.

“My princess, you may be named heir, but I apologize. I will only take orders from…” 

“As Crown Princess and the possible heir to the Iron Throne, I said you are excused.” tensely commanded Aemma, staring at the White Wyrm with fury.

Mysaria opened her mouth, only to hear in the distance the growling of a dragon; as the queen and master of whispers turned to the window, they paled in seeing the yellow eyes of Sliverwing, the dragon flying outside the room, tuning into her rider’s emotions. Gulping in fear, Mysaria apologized to Aemma and quickly retreated out of the room. Aemma glared at the door momentarily, feeling her anger ease only slightly; she quickly turned to her mother. 

“You are my mother and queen. I will always respect and try to follow your commands, but I will at least expect the courtesy of you consulting with me in your actions, especially those that will affect my family and myself!” 

Rhaenyra huffed, her anger slowly rising to match her daughter, “I am thinking the best for you and your family. I will not risk another child being killed, and I would think you, now a mother, would understand my dilemma.” 

Growling, Aemma took her son from her mother. Quickly turning, she gave Jaesys to Benjicot, who nervously took his son, stepping back from the dragon riders and not wanting to be caught in the crossfire. 

“I will be following my husband back to Harrenhal. The Vale is safe for my brothers and Rhaena because they are not dragon riders yet. But I assure you once Rhaena becomes one, she will argue and strive to fight in this war. So no, I will not go to the Vale. I will stay with my husband, and I will fight. As a dragon mother, I know the importance of keeping my family safe; if need be, I will become ruthless like Daemon, for I am the Crown Princess. It is my duty to uphold and secure your rightful place in the realm. Just like Luke and Jace died in trying, they proudly gave their lives for their mother and queen. Fire and Blood are within me. Dragons are not meant to be caged. So please, Muna, don’t try to cage me now.” declared Aemma, her chest rising and falling, her emotions running rapidly. 

Rhaenyra stared at her daughter, feeling her wall breaking. She crumpled, the grief and stress finally overwhelming her. She sobbed as she fell to the ground, not caring that Benjicot was in the room. How can she become a great queen when her daughter would not take her commands? She felt like she was drowning…maybe she wasn’t fit to be queen. Aemma quickly filled with guilt; she knew her mother was trying to come from the right place, and she knew the fears and the grief. As she kneeled infront of her, she took her mother into her arms. Nuzzling her cheek against Rhaenyra’s, trying to soothe her. Benjicot, feeling like he was intruding, turned his back to them, paying attention to his son and grinning at his boy’s opened eyes. 

“Muna, I know you are stressed. I never want to cause you more headaches. If you truly want me as your heir, I will accept it, but as your heir, I need to be your rock to which you can lean. If you push me away, it will become harder for me to support you. Please let me take some stress from you and trust in me. I will be safe in Harrenhal; the greens would need to try to push through three dragons, a large army, and the likes of Ben, Daemon, Aly Blackwood, and Cregan Stark before reaching my son and me. Allow this, my queen, and allow our family to continue our duty to you.” whispered Aemma, hoping her mother would open her eyes and agree. 

However, Rhaenyra tried to counter back, a bit weakly, “Mysaria spoke how it could be too dangerous and stressful for you, so I wanted to keep you safe.” 

Aemma narrowed her eyes. She was less trusting of her mother’s master of whispers. Of course, she knew her mother would push back more if she expressed her thoughts on the woman. 

“Then, ask Lady Mysaria to keep her network of spies on high alert. The minute the greens may seem planning an attack on me, I will fall back to safety.” proposed Aemma, grinning at seeing her mother turn to her, eyes considering the idea. 

Rhaenyra turned to her daughter, happy that she was also seeing the beneficial potential of Mysaria in her council. 

“Do you promise that the second it happens, you will go to safety with Jaesys?” the queen pleaded. 

Aemma smiled, nodding to her mother. She stood up, lifting the dragon queen along with her. Benjicot, hearing them rise, turned back, smiling at his good-mother he answered for his wife. 

“I assure you, my queen, the minute you send word, I will personally attach my wife and son to Sliverwing, pleading for the she-dragon to take them to safety. I will personally give up my life for the security of my family.” Benjicot pledges proudly, growing in pride, as he feels his wife’s kiss on his cheek and Rhaenyra’s joyful smile. 

Overwhelmed with happiness, Rhaenyrs surprised them, taking her good son into her arms, kissing his forehead like she used to do with her sons, and thanking him for his pledge. After a moment in embrace, she stepped back, declaring the princess and lord to prepare for tomorrow’s flight back to Harrenhal. 

Aemma grinned while Benjicot blushed from the Queen’s affection. Both bowed, turning to leave the queen in her chambers. Walking back to their chambers, Aemma's grin quickly slipped off. She needed to find her own spy network and fast. She couldn’t shake the uneasiness of Mysaria getting her mother’s favor so quickly. Something about that woman did not seem right. Expressing her thoughts to Ben, he, too, agreed with her concerns. 

“Can you write to Aly, asking her if she could find someone from the Riverlands worthy of the job? I want to replace that woman fast.” requested Aemma. 

Ben nodded, placing his son in his bassinet as he walked to the desk. He sat down to write a raven to his aunt before they left, which would allow Aly some time to think before their arrival. 

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The next day, Aemma embraced and expressed her departure to her family. Jaesys was happily cooing, strapped to her chest. Seasmoke and Sliverwing patiently waited in the background. As Aemma embraced Baela, she frowned at Baela’s state of health; fatigueness was now plaguing the Targaryen girl. As she said goodbye to her mother and grandmother, she asked for the favor of them focusing on Baela to place pressure on the Healers to find a remedy for Baela. She expressed how she was worried about Baela’s nausea and fatigue. Both women agreed, stating that after the Blackwood family left, they both would personally see that Baela was assessed until they found the reasoning behind her illness. Nodding in gratitude, Aemma walked to her family, climbing on her dragon and waiting for Ben to climb after her. Once she felt him behind her and confirmed his security, she waved to her family, commanding the two grey and sliver dragons to fly off. 

The flight took about three days, and Aemma landed often to ensure her son and husband did not overexert themselves in the air for long periods. Once they reached Harrenhal, they were overwhelmed with the warm welcome from the camp. Aly practically steals Jaesys, expressing joy in the baby’s strong Blackwood genes. Making Aemma and Cregan laugh at Benji’s puffing of his chest, proudly smug that his son looked so much like him. The four walked back to Benjicot’s large tent, with Aemma and Ben sitting on their marriage bed while Cregan sat beside Aly on some chair across from them. Cregan smiled as he looked at the babe. Yes, Jaesys looked much like his father, but he also saw some of Jace in him. Gulping in sorrow, he thought of the man he considered his brother. 

After a moment of peace, Aemma questioned Alyssane if she had any luck with her request. Aly tilted her head, glancing at Cregan, who nodded at his betrothed. 

“I did some investigating, but ultimately, I could not find someone who I could be 100% sure would be fully committed and loyal to that position. From your concerns about Mysaria, I brought them up with Cregan, and he had an interesting thought,” explained Aly, turning to the wolf lord. 

Cregan straightened up, looking at the girl he considered his sister, “Aemma if you are truly worried about people not being fully loyal to you or your mother, then I would suggest someone in your family take that position.” 

Aemma nodded. She, too, thought of looking into her own family, but the only ones who weren’t too far or overrun with duties were Baela and Alyn. But considering Baela’s new health problems, she did not want to ask her. Then, with Alyn, Aemma had yet to bond with him to grow trust in him fully. Unlike Addam, she still did not feel close to her new uncle. She needed someone fully established in her trust. Cregan grinned as she expressed her thoughts, feeling like it was going in the right direction. 

“Yes, but you also forgot someone else… What about Ben.” proposed Cregan, smirking as Benjicot turned to him in confusion. 

“Sorry, but I’m not exactly known for my subtly. I also don’t have many connections around the realm and wouldn’t do well in that position.” countered Ben. 

Aly and Cregan shared a secret glance, causing Aemma and Ben to grow more confused. 

‘Sure you do, Ben. You have your ravens from Raventree Hall... ' Aly excitedly stated. Ben grew frustrated, not understanding what his aunt clearly knew. 

“What does our raven have to do with a spy network?” growled Ben, feeling a headache coming in. 

Aemma also frowned, not liking how Aly and Cregan teased her frustrated husband. Grabbing his hand and placing it on her lap, she asked them to speak plainly. 

Aly and Cregan nodded, following their princess’s demand. 

“Where was House Blackwood originally from, Ben,” quizzed Aly. 

Benjicot raised an eyebrow at the history question, “We were from the North, our house marrying again every few generations from northern house to keep our proud heritage from the First Men.” 

Cregan smiled, “Yes, and House Blackwood, like many Northern houses, has magic flowing through its veins—just like the Valyrian houses have their magic in their veins.” 

“Yes, and?” Questioned Ben, not fully understanding. 

“So considering we have First Men blood flowing through our veins…What do you know of warging?” asked the Lord of Winterfell. 

This caused Benjicot to gape at the Lord of Winterfell; was he considering that? 

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Caption: 오랜만에 만난 민호 삼촌!

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( BAE JOO-HYUN (IRENE) + CISFEMALE ) — Have you seen JAESI RYU ? This TWENTY-NINE year old is a NIGHTCLUB WAITRESS who resides in QUEENS. SHE has been living in NYC for FOUR MONTHS, and is known to be QUICK-WITTED and CARING, but can also be GUARDED and COMPETITIVE, if you cross them. People tend to associate them with BUBBLE TEA and A LACK OF SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNTS.

TW: death, implied rape, abuse.

History

Born Haeun Kang, Haeun grew up in Incheon, South Korea until she was 10 when she moved to Chicago for her parents’ work.

While she didn’t grow up in a wealthy family, Haeun didn’t lack anything. Her parents made sure that they could provide everything for their family so their daughter would never be deprived of anything. Unfortunately this did result in them being absolute workaholics that didn’t have time to actually do anything with their child and so they had all the best intentions, Haeun was very much neglected on an emotional level.

She made the most of it though, figured out how to look after herself and focused on her schoolwork and hobbies. She soon discovered she loved music and singing, which led to her dream of becoming a singer.

Her initial dream was to move back to South Korea and pursue a career of K-pop Idol there, but her parents wouldn’t give their blessing. So after high school graduation, she went on to study music - with a focus on piano and singing. Any free time she had would be spent on doing little gigs wherever she could and just generally performing, or teaching music to willing students.

When she was 21, her parents passed away in an unfortunate accident. Which left Haeun to fend for herself.

It’s through her performances that at the age of 23, she caught the attention of the son of one of the biggest crime bosses in Chicago. Unaware of who he was, Haeun was flattered by all the attention and craving the affection that he gave her and soon started a relationship with him.

For the first two years, everything went fairly well. Sure there were the occasional outburst, the jealousy and accusations, as well as having to sleep with him when she wasn’t actually in the mood - but overall she was in a happy and loving relationship (so she thought). Then he proposed and she said yes. After that, he started showing his true colours - proving that he truly was his father’s son. It wasn’t until then that she found out about his family’s business.

So things took a turn, he became a lot meaner and physical. He also wanted to control every aspect of her life, which resulted in one of the men being assigned as her personal bodyguard that would follow her everywhere and report everything back.

Still, she managed with it. It wasn’t until a month before the wedding, when she found out that she was pregnant, that she knew she needed to get out. There was no way that she was going to bring a child into her world, into his world. She just didn’t know how... She just knew she needed to keep her pregnancy a secret for as long as she possibly could.

Then her bodyguard found out. Haeun was at a total loss of what she was going to do and was just ready to accept her fate, but then he surprised her. He was going to help her get away from her fiancé. He gathered everything she would need, amongst which was a new identity, enough money so she’d get by for a while and a bus ticket far away from Chicago.

A few days before the wedding, she finally ran away. That day she very much considers the death of Haeun Kang and the birth of Jaesi Ryu.

Ever since she’s been on the run from her ex, and though her former-bodyguard assured her that he’d do everything to make sure that she wouldn’t be found, she knew that he could make no guarantees so she still lives in fear that one day he’ll find her.

Between her fear and her life on the run, Jaesi knew that she couldn’t possibly raise a child as well. She wanted better for them. So eventually she decided to give her child up for adoption. With the help of an agency, she found a lovely couple and knew that they’d give her child a good life. A few month later she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and with pain in her heart gave him away.

She’s lived a few places ever since, and now she’s living in New York. Though she’s only been here for four months, she does like it. Still, she can’t make herself completely comfortable. Despite four years having passed by since she got away from her ex, she’s still looking over her shoulder all the time and living in fear. You can even find a packed bag under her bed, lying ready in case she needs to move quick and start running again.

Personality

The past few years have changed Jaesi. At first glance, she tends to come across as quite a cold person. She’s a pretty no-nonsense and uptight person that isn’t afraid to say her thoughts or disagree with someone.

She’s a very caring person once you get to know her. Though she hasn’t been in NY for that long, Jaesi quickly has a made a name for herself as being the mother figure amongst the girls of the nightclub she works at. She’s always the first to check on them with any issues and just generally looks after them.

Jaesi is the kind of person that will listen to other’s people issues and help them out however she can, but she never opens up about her own problems. She keeps those buried deep inside and isn’t quick to open up to people.

It’s not that she doesn’t trust people anymore, but she definitely doesn’t trust people easily. It takes her a bit to truly warm up to people. Actually getting her to open up to someone would probably require some kind of miracle.

She doesn’t sing anymore, at least not in public. In the privacy of her own home she might do it, or hum a little bit while getting ready to open the club, but other than that she doesn’t share it with anyone anymore.

She definitely pretends to be more okay than she actually is. She probably should’ve become an actress because she’s good at it. 98% of the time she is putting on an act.

Just plenty of issues, okay? Trust issues, commitment issues, terrified of actual feelings... it goes on.

Do not challenge her to some kind of contest or bet because she will give it her everything and 99% of the time she wil win. She’s not a sore loser per se, but she is definitely more comfortable with winning.

With the exception of one private Instagram account that’s only existed for the past three years, Jaesi has no social media accounts. For obvious reasons if you read her history. Main reason she made an Instagram account was so she could follow the accounts of the people that adopted her baby...

Possible connections

Roommates (0/2) - NY is expensive so she’d be living with two other people, she wouldn’t necessarily be close with them though

Friends

Neighbours

Coworkers from the nightclub - fellow waitresses, bar staff, bouncers, etc.

Customers at the night club (regulars or first timers or occasional)

Friends with benefits - she doesn’t do relationships and feels well okay, but the girl does have needs

One night stands / casual hook-ups - see above

Her former bodyguard - give me some angst, we can plot this okay

Her ex - listen if you want to play trash, come at me

People who knew her from before and come across her in NY - can be from back in South Korea, Chicago or even from some of the other places she lived while on the run

Anything - just come hit me up!!

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210425 model_jaesi (Sian's elder sister,Jaesi) IG update with Minho

"It's been a long time since I met Uncle Minho!💖"

[darkskarth]

Jack’s Set List

I know, I am a bit late with this one but sometimes life gets difficult even when you are not that old. Sorry people. Anyway, the last concert of the series. What a shame! I was completely right. Jack’s list was absolutely amazing!! I had a blast during the entire performance! We had super fun songs from older albums, setting a nostalgic mood through our head-banging and singing

1- Lost in Stereo. I think that this song is perfect to describe Jack entirely: you can’t think of him without thinking of it. It’s loud and it’s fun just like Jack.

2- Runaways. I really like this song, again is fun and energetic. Here they are setting the mood for the entire list. “This last concert will have you dancing in your room and jumping on your table!”.

3- Beach. I knew they were gonna play something from `So Wrong, It’s Right` so I put Let It Roll and Vegas in my Bingo Card. Obviously, I was wrong but this song is super nostalgic! No word, 10/10

4- Brake Your Little Heart. I just think of Jack every time I here a song from `Nothing Personal`, am I the only one? I just love it!.

5- The Reckless and the Brave. This song lives rent FREE in my mind. One of my favorite hands down. No thoughts, just this song on repeat.

6- Time-Bomb. Just like Something’s Gotta Give, I put this song in every Bingo Card ‘cause I like it, and it just screams `All Time Low` in some way. Don’t know if it makes sense.

7- Poppin’ Champagne. What is more fun, catchy, and danceable than Poppin’ Champagne? I don’t know, maybe other songs or maybe they are danceable in the same way, but you got my point. Every time this song comes on I bop my head and listen to no one. Absolute jam.

8- Safe. Yeah we got it Jack is funny and loud, but he too can be serious and we had to slow down a bit. It’s not one of my favorite songs and not the one I think of when speaking of “serious” Jack (yup, I am talking about Remembering Sunday, change my mind). Overall an okay song that helps slow down.

9- Tidal Waves. Super underrated song in my opinion. Usually, I am not a fan of featured songs, but this is Mark Hoppus for crying out loud! And this song has a wonderful vibe that always helps to calm me down.

10- Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don’t). See 1 and 4. We slowed down a bit, and now we come back with energetic songs, and we do it right. Super fun, a lot of energy, and something we know that works while playing live. Amazing!

11- Jaesy Rae. Remember when I spoke about nostalgia? Get ready because this time it will hit you like a truck. I love this song! I know that some fans don’t like songs older than `So Wrong, It’s Right` but I am a sucker for Jaesy Rae, Coffee Shop, The Party Scene, and Especially Lullabies. So this was a pleasant surprise.

12- Dear Maria, Count Me In. Tell me I don’t have to explain this one, please. I know that a lot of people (if not the majority) know All Time Low thanks to this song, I am one of them. I had a feeling that the last song to the Basement Noise concert series should have been Basement Noise (duh?) but in my heart, I knew this was a better way to wrap up everything and in my opinion, felt so much better.

And so it ends. I can say that this was my favorite concert of the series. Was I a little disappointed that we haven’t got Keep The Change, You Filthy Animal on Jack’s list? Maybe a bit.  Was it a wonderful experience nonetheless? Yeah totally. Will I go and see them live in the future? I do hope so. I hope we will get more reasons to speak soon, until next time Stay Safe, Be Kind, and remember, Somebody loves you.

[jaesyrain-blog]