#ocv

[orchardverse-blog]

INTRODUCTION

I've never written an introduction to a blog before so bare with me and stuff, okay? Got it? Good. Great.

This blog is fairly new so there won't be anything big or new and if there is you should check the intro (* which will be pinned) for anything new since I immediately update this post whenever I post something important.

What is OrchardVerse about?

Orchardverse takes place in a whole separate multiverse, at least, that is what is presumed. It is theorised that OCV and other UTMV's alike are linked together in one big spiderweb, but those are just theory's. Completely and utterly different from the main multiverse where most things are held. (* basically a multiverse filled with my headcanons which are technically canon in my verse)

There are the same Timelines and AUs as the UTMV like UnderSwap and UnderFell, it starts to deviate when Maple shows her face in the multiverse. Maple is an outcode who was never supposed to exist, if Cross and the rest of the gang never found her, she would very likely never live through the deletion of said AU she was in.

Things wouldn't have gone so far off the main UTMV and created its own separate multiverse, OCV, if Maple didn't go crazy and Nightmare didn't die and... If things were better. Maybe in another life, huh?

SPOILERS DOWN BELOW

Before I let you know the gist of things I need to make some facts clear first

Core!Frisk is seen as Dream's pupil or understudy of sorts, like a kid who finds you cool and wants to follow you around, while still taking care of the omega timeline

The Nightmare in this universe follows canon really closely but still has most of the hcs the community and myself follow (* because screw canon)

There is a need for balance but the stars and many other sanses are oblivious to it

Nightmare is a cruel person but good father

Core!Frisk looks like a teenager but still acts and behaves like their usual self just with an extra hint of angst

Maple isn't good nor bad

Core!Frisk isn't good nor bad

Basically, most people in this multiverse are neutral rather than black and white, despite how hard they would try to make others believe it.

This story is centred around Maple and Core!Frisk a lot, even going through some dark themes.

Okay now with that out of the way I can start summarising the beginning.

Nightmare and Dream die in battle by their brother's hands. Most mourn, others celebrate, what some don't do is plan a way to make those who are celebrating suffer.

Maple was lucky enough to live under Nightmare's care for the past 3 years without any hinderance until now that was. Seeing and even hearing people cheer on live television as your hero was now gone forever. Never will she be able to see him again and tell him about her day as he did his work. Gone were the days where she could watch as an AU was milked for its negativity. Compared to Dream, Nightmare barely got a proper urn, it certainly sucked but better than nothing. Living for 16 years on this earth has taught her many things but nothing could ever prepare her for the loss she would feel without her father.

Core!Frisk wasn't used to this uneasy feeling in their chest. There were other Dream's of course out there in the multiverse but it didn't feel the same. No matter how many different lenses of themselves they saw through nothing could make them feel the same because every universe had its different dynamics. Always a slight change in things. After all, something, even if it was too small to catch on, must change for a timeline to exist and that misplacement of an object could lead to anybody's death. It was risky for their mental health.

Sure, they saw deaths practically everyday at any moment but as long as they didn't think too hard about it, the memories will slip out of their mind eventually. Most of them do but some don't. It lingers. Waiting until they were at their most vulnerable

Maple wasn't having it. She wouldn't allow her family go down like this. They all were sulking, giving up, mourning. But she couldn't sit still any longer. She was always a bit of a problem child, doing bad things to get any attention she could get. This was her last selfish act. She needed her attention now or else she will just be another snuffed out flame.

When Nightmare died his soul was long gone but it solidified into a black apple which oozed negativity if you took a bite of it. How could she know that? Well, how else other than taking a risk? When her teeth sunk in she immediately lost consciousness. Finally waking up she saw where they had kept her father's remains, his office, was in ruins. Her back felt heavy and there was... Black goop dripping from her... Face?

That's all the spoilers you get since I'd hate to give you all the content right here for free without you working for it! >3<

What is Maple like?

Maple is described as unapproachable and scary with a crazy grin permanently etched onto her face. Anyone can tell she has been through a lot and is obviously mentally ill. Most rumour that Nightmare has forced this idea into her head. To take over his business and follow in his footsteps. Although, that is just her in public and rumours are only rumours.

Simply more propaganda.

Maple, out of the public eye, is still as mentally deranged as they make her out to be but she is much calmer since she can be herself. There aren't many people who can make her come out of her shell like that so nobody really knows how she acts without the pressure on her back.

What is Core!Frisk like?

Frisk is described as cheerful and child-like. Always so ready to help and kind. Has a sweet and warm smile that could melt anybody's heart if they flashed it at them. Many have claimed they are as energetic as usual but lately, nobody has seen much of them except for a few who see them on the streets.

Safe to say they aren't looking as good as they once were. But who would ever dare say something like that about their saviour?

Frisk, outside of the public eye, is much more troubled than they put on. Usually, they take a stroll or something to calm their nerves but it doesn't always work. They didn't expect how much of a weight everything would be on their shoulders.

Main character(s)?

Maple belongs to me

Core!Frisk belongs to DokuDoki

Side character(s)?

Reaper!Chara by Ren

Arius by Akii

Fresh!Sans by LoverOfPiggies

Ink!Sans by Comyet

Swap!Sans by idk jshdjdman

The entirety of the Bad Sanses but Nightmare and Error

(* might add more later on)

Relationships?

No canon relationships

Comics?

None at the moment, visit another time.

Genre?

Action, Adventure, Drama, and, Fantasy

The story flips back and forth from Maple to Frisk and back again, usually starts with Maple then goes back to Frisk. So if a comic of Maple came out already expect Frisk's to be next unless they are both in the same comic strip.

Sometimes it might go to a side character but it will go back to one of the main characters after a bit. The stories right themselves I can't help it.

Art?

I unfortunately haven't finished any...

Moral?

Moral of the story is... I don't know... Keep trying? Don't ask me bruv idk either.

That is all there is for now, there certainly will be more soon so stay tuned, after I finish comic con and my other projects then I will hop straight to OrChardVerse!

[sapphiel]

tol demon goth gf and her womanlet murder wife

[ryahtargaryen]

AEMOND TARGARYEN HEAD CANONS — SFW

— soft spoken

aemond is a very soft spoken man. not one person can say they have ever heard the prince yell. he may sometimes he raises his voice to be heard in a crowd. other times he may quarrel with his brother and get a bit heated as they insult each other, but aemond has never yelled. especially not at his wife.

— shy

aemond can be quite shy. he does not often go out of his way to speak to people he does not know. he is his wife’s shadow. apart from ryah, he usually only interacts with aegon, calla, and/or helaena.

— depth perception

aemond has poor depth perception due to only having one eye. he often walks slow as to not bump into or trip over anything. he either holds his wife’s arm or the railing when descending down stariwells. when he approaches others or they approach him, his first instinct is to hold an arm out to gauge how close they come. he does the same with objects. he extends his hands out in front of him as to not make a fool of himself by bumping into something or falling over. most times, things are closer than they actually appear to him.

— blindsided

when aemond is angry or displeased he will turn his head away from whoever or whatever his frustrating him so that the only side of his face that is visible is the side with his eyepatch. he refuses to make eye contact when he is angry and it is the easiest way to ensure he cannot see the root of his frustration. the action is known as “being blindsided” and it was named by aegon, who is more often than not the only person aemond willfully blindsides.

— hands, hands, hands

because half his face is scarred it’s sometimes hard for him to fully express his emotions via expressions, so aemond expresses himself with his hands. he gestures to express his enthusiasm. he slams them down onto surfaces when he is angry. he claps when he laughs. he snaps to get attention. he uses his hands to convey many emotions— just be careful not to stand on his left when he’s in a heated debate. he won’t be able to see who stands beside him and he has accidentally hit many a person more than once.

— swearing

if asked, aemond will say he tries his best not to swear because he thinks it’s impolite. in reality, he swears like a sailor. the curses he uses most in a day are: cunt, prick, and fucking (usually followed by imbecile). ryah finds it amusing but alicent gets a new gray hair every time she hears him curse. he’s worse than aegon.

— love language

touch. aemond is more often than not quiet around anyone who is not his wife. he is reserved in his affections— which is why touch is such a sure and meaningful way to know aemond cares and loves. he hugs his brother when he hasn’t seen him in months even though he would never utter the words ‘i love you’ to his face. he kisses his sister-in-law’s cheek to greet her and squeezes her hands earnestly when she speaks to him— for calla has a habit of insisting she hold people’s hands when she talks to them. he is the reason his children do not like to be put down. he is content to hold his babies until his arms feel like they will fall off his body. his wife…well, his wife never starves for affection.

— misandrist

his favorite hobby is telling men to shut the fuck up when his wife is speaking. because she is a woman heir, she is subjected to prejudice that boils his blood. in court and amongst the high-born of the other houses, the only time he may join in on a conversation or butt-in to one is to defend his wife. he knows better than anyone how strong, capable, and smart women are and how damaging it is when their worth is defined by how many babes they can produce. he is outspoken about women picking up swords, enjoying non-feminine passions and hobbies, and taking charge.

— sick

when aemond is sick, he lays in bed like he is made of glass and will not be seen again until he is better. despite most believing he would have a hard time laying still and accepting care, a simple fever can have him bound to bed with his wife pressing a cloth against his forehead. whether or not he truly feels so feeble when sick or uses it as is a free pass to spend time with his wife, aemond generally disdains being poorly.

— crow

not only is aemond’s favorite animal a crow, he has the memory of one. he remembers every face he’s ever seen and never forgets a name. he remembers every detail of a person to the freckles on their face to the wrongs they’ve done to someone he holds dear. aemond does not forget and he does not easily forgive.

— fern

aemond and ryah have a dog named fern that he is absolutely obsessed with. fern follows him everywhere but the small council. he was their first baby. he may very well be the true heir to the iron throne, but aemond will not confirm or deny anything. not only does he train fern to behave well enough to not cause trouble in the keep but he commissions a saddle be made so that his children can ride fern through the halls like a dragon. fern absolutely loves it.

— sexuality

straight. to his bisexual wife’s dismay, aemond is a straight man. the queer targaryen gene skipped someone for the first time in history and it was him. although, when drunk he can be persuaded to admit he’s had queer thoughts but he does not think he’d ever act on them 1. because he’s happily married and 2. they would not be his wife.

— his worst habit

one habit that aemond has that everyone around him complains about at least once is that he hums to himself. in the middle of the night while ryah is trying to sleep? aemond is humming in bed beside her. when someone is speaking in the small council? he’s humming just loud enough that it makes people stare until he stops. he hums to himself so often than sometimes those around him don’t realize he does it until he changes the tune and they notice it again, restarting the cycle of: “aemond, please stop.”

— pet peeves

1) repeating himself. he hates when he has to repeat himself. even though he knows he mumbles, he still can’t help but be annoyed when asked to say what he said again.

2) sneezing without covering their mouth. he will walk away from someone who either didn’t cover their mouth when they sneezed or sneezed into their hands. instant conversation ender.

3) sniffling. he’s the kind of dad to hand his kid a tissue and say “blow your nose right now” so he doesn’t have to listen to the sniffling. unless someone is crying — in which case he lets it go — he will insist they blow their nose.

4) being interrupted when he speaks. he is already quiet enough and takes a while to warm up that when people cut him off, he won’t open his mouth again to speak ever.

5) jacaerys being in the same room as him. (iykyk)

hotd ocverse aemond >>>

[aegonshusband]

rhaemond being THE IT dark academia couple of westeros… people wish to be them i think

[callastargaryen]

house of the dragon drverse ੈ✩‧₊˚

princess calla targaryen ੈ✩‧₊˚

6.3.109

🎧 YOUTH- troye sivan

daughter of queen rhaenyra & king consort daemon targaryen

wife of aegon targaryen and lady of oldtown

prince aegon targaryen ੈ✩‧₊˚

5.27.107

🎧 hold it together - the marias

son of king viserys targaryen & queen alicent hightower

husband of calla targaryen and lord of oldtown

arra targaryen ੈ✩‧₊˚

6.23.128

🎧 stable life - dhruv

daughter of prince aegon & princess calla targaryen

future wife of prince daenerys targaryen and future queen consort

baelon targaryen ੈ✩‧₊˚

11.6.132

🎧 the greatest - billie ellish

son of prince aegon & princess calla targaryen

future husband of princess annika targaryen and heir to oldtown

aemma targaryen ੈ✩‧₊˚

5.6.135

🎧 girls just wanna have fun - cindy lauper

daughter of aegon & princess calla targaryen

future wife of rhaen targaryen

[asongofhaunteddolls]

a song of haunted dolls is an alternate universe asoiaf blog where prophecies fulfill and the princesses that were promised rule together, after breaking the wheel.

the dragon must have three heads

daenerys stormborn of house targaryen, queen of the seven kingdoms, the unburnt, queen of meereen, queen of the andals and the rhoynar and the first men, khaleesi of great grass sea, breaker of shackles, mother of dragons, azor ahai come again, lady of the seven kingdoms, protector of the realm, aegon the conqueror with teats, the one born in smoke, breaker of chains, mhysa, and aegon the conqueror reborn.

(284 a.c - ??? a.c), nicknamed as the liberator.

myrcella of house baratheon, queen of the seven kingdoms, queen consort of meereen, the one born under the dark star, master of coin, the realm's delight, light of the seven kingdoms, and rhaenys the conqueror reborn.

(290 a.c - ??? a.c), nicknamed as the usurper.

shireen of house baratheon, queen of the seven kingdoms, queen consort of meereen, the one born in the salt, queen of dragonstone, lady of storm's end, mistress of whisperers, lady grey, and visenya the conqueror reborn.

(289 a.c - ??? a.c), nicknamed as the wise.

[thelittlestspider]

i'm now reminded of one of the og concepts of the ocv was that people in power basically bought off superheroes, killed the vigilantes that actually tried to help people by going against them, and then used them to make clones to use for their own personal gain/entertainment.

[h0rr0rsaxo]

So..song fic. Here we go. Song: Dinner and Diatribes by Hozier

Here are the main lyrics that really go with the idea!:

-Dinner and diatribes, I knew it from the first look of, The look of mischief in your eyes.

-I'd suffer Hell if you'd tell me, What you'd do to me tonight, Tell me, Tell me, Tell me, ah

-Honey, I laugh when it sinks in, A pillar I am of pride, Scarcely can speak for my thinking, What you'd do to me tonight, Now that the evening is slowing, Now that the end is in sight, Honey, it's easier knowing, What you'd do to me tonight

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The general idea for this fic is having like being in the middle of a very intense dinner party with tons of people all around, talking and watching. So ocv Anni and the others are forced to attend another one of Enid's fancy dinners and Enid loves to invite lots of people. So they all go to sit down, most of the guests are already there and Anni sits right in front of this one man that she is all too familiar with. Zane. Zane has his usual assassin outfit on, the hood, the mask over his mouth and she can just see his eyes and the look he gives her, especially when he takes off his mask and she can see his glowing red eyes and smirk. She knows that this is going to be a hellish night. When the dinner starts, all Zane has to do is look at Anni in a seductive way and suddenly her world is spinning and her body starts to heat up, its from Zane's influence.

Anni tries getting up to leave, but two of Enid's servants stop her and Enid shoots her a look. So she is forced to stay and endure Zane's torture. Someone even tries talking to Anni and Zane won't shut up in her head.

"Darling, someone is talking to you. Wouldn't want to be rude and keep them waiting, now would you?"

"Oh sorry, am I distracting you, honey?

Anni is embarrassed, flustered and pissed. Maybe one of the others notice and they ask if she's okay...

(Feel free to add or change anything. If you have any questions about Zane then feel free to ask and I also recommend watching the music video for inspo and ideas if you need it!)

[ Dinner and Diatribes. || Simp party. ]

Warnings: Slight mentions of NSFW.

Tags: @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: No comment🚶‍♀️

Word count: 2,069

Honey this club here is stuck up

Dinner and Diatribes.

Anni took a deep breath as she stepped into Enid's opulent mansion, adorned with chandeliers and gilded frames on the walls. She was used to these fancy dinner parties by now, but that didn't make them any less intimidating. Enid, their Goddess and host for the evening, loved to show off her wealth and connections, and always invited a crowd of wealthy and influential people. Anni and the other proxies were expected to attend as well, to add to the ambiance and make Enid look good.

As Anni made her way to the dining room, she could hear the chatter and laughter of the guests already seated at the long table. She saw a few familiar faces, some she had met on previous occasions, but most were strangers to her. She tried not to make eye contact with anyone as she made her way to her seat, but she couldn't help but notice the man seated directly in front of her. Zane.

I knew well from our first hookup

The look of mischief in your eye

Your friends are a fate that befell me

Zane was a fellow assassin, and he and Anni had worked together on a few jobs in the past. They had a complicated history, to say the least. Anni tried to ignore him, focusing instead on the elaborate place settings and the food being served. But she could feel his eyes on her, and it made her flustered— uncomfortable even.

Zane was dressed in his usual assassin outfit, all black with a few weapons hidden in various pockets. Anni couldn't help but wonder why he felt the need to wear that to a dinner party, but she knew better than to ask. Zane was unpredictable, and she didn't want to say or do anything that could set him off.

Hell is the talking type

I'd suffer hell if you'd tell me

What you'd do to me tonight

As the dinner started, Anni tried to keep her head down and focus on her food. But then she felt it, that familiar sensation of heat and spinning. She looked up and saw Zane, sitting across from her, looking at her with his seductive gaze. Anni tried to resist, but she knew that Zane had a way of getting under her skin.

"Dinner is quite something, isn't it?" Zane said, his voice low and smooth. She ignored his words, but it only egged him on. "Darling, someone is talking to you. Wouldn't want to be rude and keep them waiting, now would you?"

Tell me

Tell me

Tell me

Anni tried to focus on the conversation, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Zane was watching her every move. She felt like she was under a spell, and she knew that it was from Zane's influence. She tried to get up to leave, but two of Enid's servants stopped her. Anni could feel Enid's eyes on her, and she knew that she was trapped.

That's the kinda love

I've been dreaming of

As the night wore on, Anni became more and more uncomfortable. The other guests were drinking heavily and getting louder, and she was starting to feel claustrophobic. She tried to make small talk with the people around her, but she was distracted by Zane's presence. He was watching her, always watching her. She could feel his gaze, lingering all over her body. It was uncomfortably hot.

That's the kinda love

I've been dreaming of

Anni couldn't take it anymore. She needed to get out of there. She stood up and tried to make her way to the door once again, but the servants blocked her path— annoyed to see her try to leave again.

"Leaving so soon, Anni?" One of Enid's snarky servants questioned, her voice laced with venom. Anni tried to explain that she wasn't feeling well, but the servant wasn't having it. She ordered Anni to sit back down and finish her meal. Anni was trapped, and she knew that there was no way out.

As the night dragged on, Anni felt like she was in a nightmare. She was surrounded by people she didn't know, and she couldn't escape. And worst of all, she was under Zane's spell, unable to think clearly or act on her own. She knew that this was going to be a long, long night. The way his eyes occasionally dragged to her, practically begging for her to just come near him— it only darkened the blush in her face.

Honey I laugh when it sinks in

A pillar, I am upright

As the meal progressed, Anni found herself getting more and more anxious. The conversation around the table was focused on wealth and power, things that Anni had little interest in. She felt out of place, like a fish out of water. She tried to contribute to the conversation when she could, but she felt like her opinions were dismissed or ignored— but that was delusional thinking, considering everything she said came out in incoherent mumbles that both Kellin and Vince couldn't seem to understand.

Scarcely can speak for my thinking what

You'd do to me tonight

Zane, however, seemed to be right at home. He was charming and witty, and the other guests seemed to hang on his every word. Anni couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy— his charismatic attitude was something she wished for. She didn't want to admit it, but she was still attracted to him, despite everything that had happened between them.

Now that the evening is slowing

Now that the end's in sight

As dessert was being served, Enid stood up to make a toast. Anni braced herself for another long speech about Enid's accomplishments and wealth, but instead, Enid surprised everyone by announcing that she was possibly inviting a new candidate to her empire and passing on the majority of the responsibility to her proxies. Anni couldn't believe it. This was a huge opportunity for her, but it also meant that she would be working even more closely with Zane.

As the other guests congratulated Enid and began to filter out of the dining room, Anni felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Zane standing behind her, a small smile on his lips.

"Congratulations, Anni," he said. "Looks like we'll be working together more closely from now on. I definitely wouldn't mind that," His eyes once again dragged across her figure, this time a gloved hand gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear— before he leaned in to whisper, "Not at all.."

Now that the end's in sight

Honey, it's easier knowing what

You'd do to me tonight

Anni tried to keep her cool, but her heart was racing. She wasn't sure if she was ready for this. But as she looked around the opulent dining room, surrounded by all these wealthy and powerful people, she knew that she had to step up. She was a proxy now, and she had to prove herself worthy of the title. She practically shoves him away, before flipping him off, and marching back to the only people she was familiar with.

Tell me

Tell me

Tell your man

Anni takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She can feel her heart racing, and she knows she needs to get a grip. She looks around the ballroom and takes in the stunning decor. The walls are draped in rich fabrics in shades of red and gold, while the chandeliers sparkle with thousands of crystals. The room is filled with people dressed in their finest clothes, chatting and laughing over glasses of champagne.

That's the kinda love

I've been dreaming of

Anni takes a sip of her own champagne and tries to focus on the conversation around her. She's here with Varrick, the demonic man who had loved her for several years, and similarly didn't wanna attend this stupid party. Though, Varrick is a successful musician, and he's always involved in some philanthropic endeavor or another— especially since it would look good on Enid's reputation. Anni secretly loved that about him, but she can't help feeling a little out of place in this world of glamour and wealth.

That's the kinda love

I've been dreaming of

As she looks around the room, she catches sight of Zane again. He's standing in a corner, surrounded by a group of people who seem to hang on his every word. Anni can't help but feel a little envious of his effortless charisma. She knows he's one of the most skilled assassins in the world, but he's also incredibly charming and handsome. Anni hates to admit it, but she's always had a bit of a crush on him.

That's the kinda love

That's the kinda love

That's the kinda love

That's the kinda love…

Varrick notices her staring and follows her gaze. "Zane, huh?" he says, a hint of jealousy in his voice. He's practically pouting with how much his face was scrunched up in disdain.

Anni rolls her eyes and takes another sip of champagne. "Don't be ridiculous," she says. "I just think he's an arrogant prick."

Varrick chuckles. "Well, he is that."

They continue chatting and mingling with the other guests, but Anni can't shake the memory of Zane's touch. She feels a mix of anger and confusion, and she can't help but wonder if there was something more behind his comment. Was he trying to flirt with her? Or was he just being his usual obnoxious self? As the night wears on, Anni finds herself growing more and more restless. She can't stop thinking about Zane, and she keeps glancing over at him whenever she gets the chance. She can see that he's watching her too, and she can feel a strange pull between them.

Ohhhh

Let there be hotel complaints and grievances raised

And that kind of love

It's very rare for Varrick to come to dinners like these, only because his goofy personality is switched over to a sharper version of himself when he’s at work. At work, his charm is ruthless and enticing, made of cleanly sharp blades and clever posterity. The insecurity and poutiness that the demon usually displayed was buried.

Ohhhh

Let there be damage ensued and tabloid news

And that kind of love

Varrick slips a hesitant hand across her waist and plants a sweet kiss to the side of her neck, his favorite spot. “You look absolutely stunning.” Anni rolled her eyes at his compliment and slightly pushed him off. And he was right, she was stunning, even getting some looks from around the large ballroom. They made jokes, talked about Enid's prestigious reputation and floated alcohol with her. She would have enjoyed the night and the attention, if Zane wasn't clouding her mind with those taunting eyes of his.

Ohhhh

Let there be damage ensued and tabloid news

And that kind of love

Varrick seemed fine, but Anni knew him well, despite the smile on his face. She notices something wrong and her forced, tipsy smile drops into an annoyed frown. She excused herself in between the little group that had formed around her and leaning against the table beside Varrick, gripping his button up shirt with her fingers. He had already pulled back his sleeves to his elbows, nursing a scotch.

“Alright, what’s wrong?” She asks, watching as he puts the glass to his lips and takes a sip.

“Nothing, just feeling a little bit lonely.” he smiles. “I told you that you were stunning. But now I'm a little jealous of everyone getting your attention. Especially Zane.”

“What's with that?” Despite her words, her smirk beamed wildly. As soon as he saw it, he cackled out a laugh. He smirks, adoring her words as he pulls her into a tighter hug, resting his head on the side of her head in an appearance of sweetness. She doesn't see the harsh look he gives out to Zane, the wave of warning coming off of him in waves as he stares at each and everyone of them down whilst pressing a possessive kiss to her shoulder.

That's the kinda love

I've been dreaming of

That's the kinda love I've been dreaming of

[ndrfoxglove]

[selliko]

A parte dois que eu não postei 😃

[arcademyth]

new (old) arcady ocs just dropped,

these boys are kota and milo, 2/3 of my holy trinity of Oldest Surviving OCs. they're just a couple of gay ass motherfuckers who make up 2/5 of a moderately successful band that i STILL haven't named. i made these two when i was twelve. i'm almost twenty-six now. this is advanced procrastination. but anyway they're cute :)

[sapphiel]

Doodles:

Mavis (Express) and Clover (Deck 52) being sisters lol

@dead-in-the-zone's sona doing an a.

A character I made for Express: Damien, a former acquiantance of Desby and an ex-bounty hunter, now a hired hitman who takes more pleasure in the hunt than the money.

Schism!Amalthea, coz it's been a while since I last drew her

Matilda exercising her Russian.

[ryahtargaryen]

— FROM MY BLOOD —

hotd ocv extended family tree — “version green” (&viserys)

♔ — VISERY TARGARYEN

previously king of the seven kingdoms

♚ — ALICENT HIGHTOWER

the hand of the queen

★ — AEGON TARGARYEN

the lord of old town

⚔︎ — AEMOND TARGARYEN

the future king consort

❦ — HELAENA TARGARYEN

princess of dragonstone

✥ — DAERON TARGARYEN

the prince of the pasture

[aegonshusband]

calla and snowfyre flying around kingslanding tbh

SILVERWING House of the Dragon 2.07 | "The Red Sowing"

[aegonshusband]

Calla and her relationships

Calla and Rhaenyra-

Being one of her first born, and one of the twin flames, she loves her daughter very dearly. Growing up, she allowed her daughter to do as she pleased as long as she stayed within Kingslandng. She didn’t mind if she disliked royal duties since she kept up with her studies. Calla got her love for horses from her mother. They rode at least once a week, spending hours outside. When Calla moved across the country to Oldtown, she was very sad to say goodbye to her daughter.

Calla and Daemon-

Calla was a daddy’s girl growing up most definitely. Calla spent hours in the courtyard watching her father train the kings guard. He sat her on her lap as he corrected his men. He took her riding daily, even before she could fly herself.

“She’s a true Targaryen, who cares how old she is when she rides?”

When she married Aegon, he cried. When she moved to Oldtown, he cried.

Calla and Rhya-

Oh my god please don’t get me started on them. They make me sick. They are best friends, closer than anything. For sixteen years they were attached at the hip. They very much reflect me and my best friend and I think that’s very clear. Rhya is Calla’s biggest ally, supporting her decision to move to Oldtown, telling her that if that is what she wants, pursue it.

Calla and Jacerys-

Jace was Callas shadow growing up, especially with her father. Jace and Calla practiced their sword fighting together while their father corrected them both. Jace loved to pull pranks on his sisters alongside Luke- getting in trouble whenever they pulled a stunt. Since he was betrothed to Helaena, and Helaena was like a sister to Calla, they were always together.

Calla and Lucerys-

They aren’t particularly close. They have dragon riding in common- along with enjoying swimming. They found common ground in silence.

Calla and Caeserys, Aelon, and Aerion-

She isn’t that close with her younger brothers. She spent more time with her twin, Aegon and Aemond. They visit her at Oldtown occasionally.

Calla and Aegon-

I love them so much. Growing up, they were two peas in a pod. They spent every moment together when they could. Their marriage was uncontested, being praised. I could talk about them for hours, they’re truly soulmates.

Calla and Aemond-

They are close. He’s basically a brother to her. Growing up, Aemond, Rhya, and Aegon would sneak out of the castle at night and go into the city. I could think of many stories.

When he comes to visit Oldtown, Calla is delighted to see him. She missed someone quiet and calm.

Calla and Helaena-

They are like sisters. They’re very close. I feel like the only way I can describe them is as best friends and sisters.

[callastargaryen]

Aegon sfw :3

Small collection I’ve been gatekeeping for a while… not sry dr aegon you have my heart <3 I love my husband dearly I don’t care

- He is very interested in geography, particularly of Essos. He knows every important house of Westeros and their Lord. Being the kings son, he was destined to be a Lord of some sort. He was schooled like a Prince, and when he was 10 he began to become fluent on High Valyrian because Calla was fluent at 8. He’ll be damned if he is viewed as stupid. Aegon and his wife mainly speak only High Valyrian and they treat English as their second language.

- He most definitely has ADHD and he fidgets with his fingers just like his mother. His hands are often bloody after a day when he’s subject to sit in court without Calla. When she is there and notices him fidget, she holds his hands tightly. Calla herself finds comfort from skin to skin contact and so does Aegon, it’s a way they sooth themselves.

- His eyes are very, very expressive. It’s hard for him to hide what mood he’s in because if he’s sad, his eyes are puffy and dull. However if he’s happy and excited, there’s a light in his eyes like no other.

- Aegon learning how to braid because his daughter Arra asks him too makes me so, so happy. She enjoys when the handmaids do it of course, however spending time with her father she enjoys more. He practices on both his daughter and his wife, becoming a pro very quickly under Mary’s guidance.

- In his daily life he normally takes charge when the time arises. While they were growing up he was overly protective of her, often taking blame for her mistakes and accompanying her everywhere he was able to. In court, he stood up for her when Jace and the councilmen gave snide remarks about her dislike for her duties. When they moved to Oldtown, before they became the official Lord and Lady they are often undisturbed. The two will go weeks at a time without visitors when they are home. When their family visits, he finds no reason to act any way since they are simply family.

- After Aegon becomes lord when Otto dies, their royal involvements remain minimal and they focus of being good a Lord and Lady for Oldtown. They stay living on their farm, Caserys and Baela living in the Castle. Aegon keeps Casey close and uses him as a advisor, helping him oversee the city residents and make sure that things stay in line.

- He keeps his hair long, a little bit past his shoulders. He does it out of habit from always having long hair when he was young, and because his wife refused to let him cut it short. He enjoys being able to have his hair put in simple braids as well as the Targaryen tradition of keeping their hair longer.