#please read the replies too get multiple sources

[foxy-cameron]

(TL;DR at the bottom.)

Lemme ease some confusion before we start wearing tinfoil hats. Some people in the replies are also explaining this and probably better than I can, so people please take the time to read the replies.

Court takes a LONG time. You can't compare this court proceeding to that of depps because they're VERY different charges and that one was only covered when the hearing was happening because they already did their case prep, ect and were READY for court when it was time. Also, these are different charges - more serious legal charges than a defamation case. We don't hear anything currently because they're preparing their cases and since they already messed up making this man look guilty with how they walked him, it's not looking good for the state. Most of the evidence for him is circumstance that they have so they have to find more if they wanna stand in court. Also finding a jury is going to be as difficult as 2017 Mike Shkreli case considering most jurors they pick wont like the CEO and get excused from jury. That has happened before. Imagine being tasked to find an unbiased juror in a place where every common citizen you summon has some beef with their insurance, causing them to be very biased.

Once we hear he's in court (Feb. 21st is the scheduled date) THEN we can put on the tin foil hats if they don't publicly cover it or stream it. But as seen by how confident the state of Georgia was with their YSL RICO case that ended so poorly it made the state prosecution look incredibly unreliable as well as the courts with them switching judges 3 times and one judge doing shady things ON LIVE STREAM and another lasting only one day before they volunteerly backed out. I have no doubt the state will stream the coverage because of how crazy delusional NYPD is about how they are the best.

TL;DR put the tin foil hat in the drawer for now until Feb. 21st which is his next court proceeding as there's no coverage because he isn't in court right now.

Just noticed that there hasn’t been much, if any, coverage on the mangione trial in like a month. Like since he plead not guilty, there hasn’t been any major coverage on the proceedings. I just tried to look up anything about the past month and I genuinely cannot find anything. Nothing about it they’re still in jury selection, nothing about any rulings, nothing about the defending attorney or even opinion pieces. Like I know why there’s not much coverage, but nothing at all? Like we got CONSTANT updates about the depp/heard case when it was happening, but now that it’s something about an important issue that would have been the case of the decade in times past, it’s radio silence.

It’s so incredibly disturbing that they’ve filtered it out of the media and that people don’t care enough to demand it be covered. People treated it like a trend and aesthetified it to the point that an actual act of resistance means nothing now.

Also there’s like no concrete evidence in this case. It’s all circumstantial. I feel that everyone forgot that, and because of it, the idea that “innocent until proven guilty” as a precedent is very much in the process of being undermined

[fandombingo]

Fandom Bingo: The Martian

For July, we're heading into space with Martian Bingo! I read the The Martian and watched the movie several years ago and recently got hooked back into it. I still like it just as much, so I figured I might as well do something useful with my obsession while it's there. If you haven't read or watched it, I definitely recommend giving it a try.

But as per usual, this event is multifandom, so you don't need to know the source material, and you can sign up no matter what fandom you want to write for.

**Signups here! Open until August 5th.**

General Rules:

You can interpret the prompts any way you want. If you think it fits, then it fits. All prompts, including the quotes, can just be used as inspiration or a general fit, no need to actually include them word for word in the fanwork, and tenses and pronouns can be swapped accordingly.

You can combine multiple prompts in one fanwork.

Each submitted fanwork should be new and complete, but it can be a standalone, part of a series, or one chapter of a multi-chaptered fic.

This bingo is primarily geared towards fanfic, but any medium is fine if you feel you can do it.

For fanfic, the minimum is 100 words with no maximum.

You can use fanworks submitted for this event for other events as well, so long as it’s okay with the other side too.

While signups are only open for a month, there is no time limit for completing a card.

This round's bingo only offers 3x3 cards. Everyone can sign up for a maximum of FOUR cards (please send in one form per card).

After submitting a form, please give me up to a week to reply with your card.

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If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to send in an ask!

[monstersmashorpass]

welcome, fellow monster lovers + fuckers~! to the smash or pass blog!

SUBMISSIONS: CLOSED

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Second, no shit-talking people's monster(s) of choice. We're here for fun, not for negativity. (So no calling basic, shaming choices, saying "oh this non-human isn't enough of a monster", insulting how they look, calling them vanilla, etc etc.)

Also you're 100% allowed to add propaganda to the posts about why ppl should vote smash. (Not for pass though. Bc that's under the no negativity rule.)

Please see "How to Submit a Poll Option" for rules on submitting.

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[dylansprayberrys1x1]

looking for 1x1 partners !

life has calmed down a bit for me so i'm putting this out there again. if we talked before but didn't really get anywhere but are still interested, feel free to relike this and i will rekindle our conversation.

hey ! i'm 23 so 18+ partners only ! looking for partners to rp either oc x oc, marvel ( canons, preferably 616 comics but i can do mcu too ), bridgerton, gossip girl, dc ( anything but comics unless you're okay with me taking creative liberties ) and multifandom interactions.

i love anything angsty, slice of life, fluffy, you name it i'm probably game. i do have some hard limits but again it's all in the source link

some things to note:

please for the love of god, read my carrd. it is in the source. yes it is long. yes it oddly specific. but this is because i have been burned one too many times by people, have had my time and energy wasted. so please do read it as my limits and expectations are stated. no issues if you don't align with them.

please ensure you can match those expectations. no hard feelings if you don't.

please be communicative and excited ! you don't need to talk to me 24/7 but i don't want to be the only one that drives our interactions or gives all our plotting ideas. please don't do multiple one word response. social anxiety is a bitch i know all too well but i can't handle multiple one word/emoji responses. i don't know how to respond to multiple of those types of messages and nothing kills my enthusiasm faster than that trust me.. i want our energies to match you know otherwise my muse for the rp plummets.

i am not always available to rp even if i'm online. i will try to be quick and you will get at least one reply a day at the minimum unless it's a long thread.

i am on discord and tend to use that exclusively these days. honestly you're better off getting my discord username and then talking there haha.

interested ? like this post and i will reach out to you. please only like this if you're serious. i am barely on tumblr so i don't want to waste time.

[zanarkandfayth]

Would love to read your answers to questions 3, 9, 13, 17, 18, 26, 29, 31, 32, 50, and, if there's another number (or several) you really wanna answer, please add those too ✨

thank you for the ask!! <33 I wrote you novels in return gjdskglj

3. In your opinion, what’s your best fic?

oooh this one is so hard because I love most of my fics for different reasons, even my older ones (at least the ones on ao3. we ignore the ones left behind on ffnet lmao). hhhh, of completed ones that are posted, imma have to say monsters honestly, because damn did I put some heart into that. but the one I'd probably consider absolute best is the still ongoing, not yet posted 600K+ beast of a fic I usually refer to as "nanofic" that I've been working on since 2019. it won't be everyone's cup of tea, but it just gets so deep into noct's trauma that I inflict on him and his slow recovery from it, more than I've done for any other fic, and I've poured so much blood sweat and tears into that thing, it's kinda everything to me.

9. Have you ever written for a fandom without watching/reading/playing the source material?

written, no. been tempted to in the past, but it was too much effort and I already had too many fics for my main fandoms. I have read fandom blind for both harry potter and supernatural in the past though, like lates 2000s into mid 2010s. both were kinda on accident. supernatural in particular is because it kept getting crossed over with MULTIPLE of my fandoms. psych, house md, and criminal minds. so I started reading non-crossover supernatural fics in self-defense gsdklgjdks

13. What’s the biggest change between your style when you started in fandom and today?

I mean… this is the first paragraph of one of my fics from my first fandom when I was fifteen. you tell me 😂

"Relena smiled as she sipped her tea and mentally reviewed the day's schedule. 8:00 am- peace talk to the world. 10:00 am- conference with Romefeller. 1:00 pm- try to convince Dorothy to become a pacifist because she was to stupid to understand that Dorothy loved war. Rest of the day- annoy the HELL out of Heero Yuy. Smiling happily again (PLEASE! Her smile is SO annoying), she stood up and was just about to take a step when …. suddenly a freak falling cow killed her!!! =^.^= The gundam boys all burst out of closets around the room and rejoiced."

the biggest change is probably that I actually write well now lmao. and don't character bash. and don't throw author's notes and emoticons in the middle of fics, and have learned to format better, and, and…

17. In your opinion, what’s your most overrated fic?

oh god. let me hide before I answer this. hands down, it's shadows growing. like let me be clear, it's not bad by any means. I'm still fond of it. but I did not have a clear plan when I started writing it, and I really feel like that shows. it was not meant to be a fix-it fic. it was not meant to be a longer fic. it was not meant to be much of anything, tbh. I saw the prompt on the kink meme and the prologue literally started writing itself in my head and I was like "nah idk what I'd do with that" and I scrolled past, but I couldn't focus on reading other prompts and so I went back and just started typing the fic in a reply to the prompt. honestly I figured I'd write whatever I could and then when I left it unfinished, no one would know because I was anon and I had like one fic posted on ao3 for ffxv at the time and I was used to being a complete fandom nobody. the fact that shadows growing got me even somewhat noticed was unexpected and I was not prepared gdjskgjdskl

it definitely affected the fic because once the readers started picking up it made me feel suuuuper stressed and I was so afraid to stray too far from canon because I thought people would hate that??? for some reason??? no there's logic there. I was just overwhelmed. and I do get why people love it, because the whump and the friendship between the boys is really good. but I cannot help but look at it and remember how out of my depth I felt at the time and wish that I had been brave enough to diverge more from canon and smart enough to come up with a better ending. I still suspect there were quite a few people who felt let down by the ending and that's fair honestly. anyways, yeah, it's a good fic and I'm fond of it and most of the attention and the recs it got were in the first couple years of the game being out and I don't begrudge it being my most popular fic, I just. have better ones now I feel like gjsdgjskgsj but maybe not ones as many people would want to read. which is fine with me tbh.

18. What’s your most underrated fic?

the gladio oneshot in my "fayth's daddy issues week" series! (I wrote all those fics so back to back that I can't remember the titles for any of them whoops.) I adore that fic and it got so little attention compared to most of the other fics in that week, or my fics overall tbh. the only one that got even less was the one about iris 🤣 but I don't care much for the iris one either, even though I think it has some stellar banter between the boys and cute/funny prompto/gladio moments. I really love the gladio one though, because it was fun to revisit gladio's pov in a fic and I got to develop a bit of backstory for him that's been evolving into headcanon and there's a good chunk of ignis and gladio friendship that was the precursor to all their friendship in monsters, plus I got to make gladio cry, so. I love it <3

26. What aspect of your writing do you most enjoy to see praised?

characterisation, for sure. it's the one thing I agonise over and actually worry about what readers might think at times, especially as I get further away from having played the game to keep it fresh in my mind. so anyone commenting that it feels right makes me roll around on my bed in glee. the other aspect I equally enjoy is people commenting on the emotions. like, that the ones I wrote the characters having feel real/deep, that it made the reader feel them too, etc. stuff like that. cos the emotions are literally why I write fic lol.

29. Does the division of your writing across fandoms line up with your reading? What’s the biggest discrepancy?

I am dumb and am struggling to understand what this question is asking, tbh. is it like, do I write for as many fandoms as I read, or something? because fuck no in that case, haha. the only fandoms I've done major writing for (more than one or two fics) are gundam wing, digimon adventure, final fantasy x, and final fantasy xv. and I've read for something like 100 fandoms, idk. at one point I had a list but I stopped keeping track eventually.

31. Who’s the one character you’ve just never managed to get perfectly right?

well… I didn't really understand the concept of characterisation for fanfic until a little before I started writing for ffx. so uh, it's kinda non-existent in my gdw and digimon fics. but once I actively started trying for it… honestly maybe just yuna from final fantsy x. I had some things featuring her meant to be longer fics that were set during the game (most of my posted stuff is set pre-canon, with no yuna in sight) but I never finished and/or posted them because I always felt shaky on yuna's characterisation. I don't think I've majorly struggled with anyone in ffxv to the point that I've felt too dissatisfied with characterisation to post. but at the same time I'm sure none of them are actually perfectly right xD but they FEEL more or less right to me, which is all I care about.

32. Who’s the one character who shines without you even trying?

noct. I mean. he's my blorbo for a reason xD my beloved, I relate to him so much and the rest of it I just project lololol. I make a point to not actually just write myself as noct, cos I personally ain't about that, but it feels very easy to write him without needing to think too deeply about his thoughts/feelings/reactions most of the time. they feel instinctual to me, even when it's something that would differ from my own thoughts/feelings/reactions if I was in a similar situation.

50. Has writing fanfic had a significant impact on your life? Would you say it’s entirely positive?

YES and the answer to this question is one of the reasons antis/purity culture upsets me so fucking much. it's a personal/sensitive answer though so skip if you don't want to read that xD but. reading rape/sexual abuse & aftermath fics as a teenager is what helped me to understand that, even though there was no outright rape happening, I was still being abused. seeing my favourite characters have the courage to tell someone about their abuse and get help is what encouraged me to tell one of my friends during an AIM conversation late one night when I was sixteen, and she convinced me to tell my therapist at my next appointment, who then told my mom, and yeah let's just say that was a very significant and eventually positive impact (it was a rocky road) on my life. if none of that had happened I genuinely think the CSA would have continued escalating into eventual rape. so thank FUCK for fanfic and I seethe with rage every time some shitfuck anti tries to claim there's no good to be found in such fics. plus in general it just helps with my mental health and I've made plenty of friends through fic over the years, even if they come and go I'm still grateful to have known them for that time, and writing fic is the one thing that gives life any meaning for me, etc. so yeah I'd say at least 99% positive.

and now, I will add a few to answer, because you said I could lmao

7. What’s the fic you most want to continue (unfinished or no)?

it is a toss-up between horizon road, an ffx fic featuring a toxic, fucked up relationship between tidus and auron that I still really love, or endless skies, a really self-indulgent digimon fic. they're both old at this point, horizon road I started in 2005, and endless skies was in 2016. horizon road suffers from me having no solid ideas for it beyond the three chapters I wrote, and endless skies is painfully fully outlined, but it was such a hard, research-intensive fic to write for a number of reasons, and now looking at it also just reminds me of an ex-friend who I feel very negative towards (because I talked to them a lot while plotting/writing and they even wrote some of the smut scenes for me, though I've since removed those) and even if I wasn't still deeply entrenched in ffxv, I don't think I could bring myself to ever work on it again :/ which sucks because I did adore it very much.

35. Have you ever written a ship into a fic without meaning to?

…okay, I think anyone who has read shadows growing and then has also read or even looked at my ignoct fics knows that the ignoct is very much present in shadows growing gjdskgjsk as much as I will swear up and down it's platonic, and people certainly can take it that way if they want, like. come on. it's there. at a point, it very much was intentional. BUT. it did start out accidental. the og prompt asked for either gen or OT4 and I don't ship OT4 so I was gonna do gen but noct and ignis kept blurring the lines when I started writing scenes with them gdsjkgdjkl aaaaand actually I didn't start monsters with the intention of it being ignoct either. (the ignoct bits in the first chapter I actually added in a rewrite of that chapter lmao.) nor the tiny little epilogue in heavy is the burden that nudges into hinting at ignoct territory. fuck, even the ignoct in my very first ffxv wasn't meant to be so overt as it was gjdsklgjks there's also tiny hints of it in some of my fayth's daddy issues week fics (not counting the one that's deliberately and stated to be ignoct).

…actually now that I'm writing this I'm realising very little of my ignoct has been deliberately planned at the start 😂 the sequel to shadows growing, grey skies, was planned, at least xD the promptio that shows up towards the end of the fic was an accident though gjsdkgljslk it just. happened??? I didn't even LIKE promptio when I started writing that fic. huh. maybe accidental shipping is just my thing in writing ffxv fics.

40. Do you feel like you put out enough content?

wanted to answer this one, because, I'm NOT talking in terms of other people here. I don't mean to sound dismissive or ungrateful, because I do appreciate the people who read my fics, it makes me happy, but like. it's not why I write OR post. I'm not "producing content" for people; if someone is unhappy with me for not posting more fics, that's their problem. but in terms of myself… yeah, I do wish I had more to post. not because I feel like I've got some kind of arbitrary quota to meet. like, quite frankly, I have over a million words of fic posted on ao3, and given that I have a single unposted fic that's over 600K alone, I'm positive I have at least 2mil total words written. it's just that I wish I could write more consistently/frequently? I feel like I never write as much as I want to, and I know a lot of it is because of my worsening health, so maybe that's why I just feel so frustrated and dissatisfied with my output, but man, sometimes I look at my number of posted works on ao3 and feel like it's such a low number for how long I've been writing ): both for ffxv specifically and for all my fics total. I know it's silly, but the feeling persists nonetheless.

thank you again for the ask!! I feel happy getting to answer questions and ramble about my fics :D and it was really fun to think about my answers and realise a thing or two haha.

[marthawrites]

The Arbor and the Dragon: Chapter 4, Moonlight

Aemond Targaryen x Redwyne fem reader

Word count: 6.8k+

About: Tension around the Red Keep grows. Rumors begin spreading about yours and Aemond's time spent together. Jane, your best friend and lady-in-waiting, reminds you of your favorite summer festival back home. You write Aemond a letter in secret and request his company at the beach. Emotions are high and promises are made.

Includes: Tension, some mild angst, hurt, comfort, and fluff. Reader (named Emeline) has body image issues due to a slight deformity.

Note: Hello lovely reader! I hope I haven't lost you on this story ♥ I deeply apologize for keeping you waiting for literal months for this chapter. The beach scene in this chapter has been living in my heart and mind for a solid month or even two! I've been greedy with it, and it's finally time to share it. It's inspired by a cut-scene in a video game and if you get the reference please let me know because I will fall in love! As always, I hope that you enjoy it! I plan on having chapter 5 ready to share much sooner than this one was (3 flippin mo rofl) ♥

Catch up on earlier chapters with the series masterlist

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"Are you taking Lady Redwyne to the Sept this morning?" Alicent asked her son as he sat across the table from her. On any other occasion the Queen Mother's question could be received as harmless. A simple inquiry. Naught more than curiosity for her soon to be daughter-in-law's goodness. 

Aemond knew his mother better. His fork clinked on the silver plate as he dragged a chunk of sausage through syrup. A childhood favorite. Only his mother would indulge him in such a treat if she meant to soften him up.

Or, perhaps, she merely missed her son. They'd hardly seen each other as of late.

The curtains of her room were drawn open, as were the windows, and summer's morning breeze rolled over King's Landing from the ocean. "Yes, mother, I've already said that," Aemond answered as he ate the bite from his fork. No one else joined them for the day's breaking fast; not even a servant. Fruit, still warm bread, and bacon accompanied the spiced sausage on polished platters. The small table lent them a feeling of intimacy even their seclusion couldn't. "Would you care to join us?"

Alicent too dragged a bite of sausage through syrup; the source of Aemond's guilty pleasure. "Not this time, no," she answered around a mouthful. If she were dining with anyone else she wouldn't respond in such a way, but with her son she paid it no mind.

Aemond hummed thoughtfully beneath his breath and continued eating. Tension slowly knotted between his shoulders at the heavy silence.

"I worry about you and Lady Redwyne, Aemond.” There it was. The reason for their unspecified meeting. The softness of her lovely eyes, so unlike the rare hue of her son’s, betrayed the practiced hardness of her mouth. With a tilt of her head she regarded him a little closer in a way only a mother could. 

Truthfully, the young prince found little pleasure in eating and ate almost solely for the purpose of nourishment. Leave it to his own mother to serve him one of the few things he actually enjoyed only to bring up this topic. Again. “We are to wed in less than a week. What is there to worry about?” He asked, appetite gone.

“You know of what I speak,” she answered curtly, eyes fluttering in such a way Aemond knew she might as well have rolled them. “Now is not the time to fall behind on your duties. You two spend countless hours together. Alone, too, no doubt. On dragon back to who knows where, unchecked around the city, amidst the dragon pit. I’ve said it multiple times: you two are not to be alone together.”

“She is a respite from the daily burden of princeliness and unwavering duties,” he replied, features defensive. Alicent read the subtle shift of his neck and shoulders as if he'd turned the table over in a rush of rage.

“It is unbecoming of you and Lady Redwyne to be practicing what you’re doing. Suspicion of your activities is high. We – I – cannot allow a foreign girl to put you so under her spell that you forget about this war. Depravity doesn’t look good on you. Nor does it serve any sort of purpose.” Heat bloomed across the tops of Alicent’s ears. The grip she had on her silverware made her knuckles turn white. Her jaw jutted authoritatively.

Aemond’s jaw clenched. He loved his mother. He respected his mother. The things he wanted to say would poison both of those things. Instead, he glared across at her and a breath chuffed from his nose.

“The Sept will do you both good today. Ser Arryk will accompany you. Stay and pray as long as you and Lady Redwyne both require. I’m sure it is needed more than I know.” Her voice was even again. Stern.

The prince stood, eye never leaving his mother. “It is good to know you pay heed to my daily activities while actively disregarding Aegon’s lechery and debauchery. If the tables were turned, would you still?” In long strides he stepped to the door. Turning his head over his shoulder he saw her attention following him. “Now that I see where your priorities lie this morning–” he paused with a scoff, “–you might be lightened to know Lady Redwyne is much more than her father's fleet to me, now. You needn't worry over it any longer. Aegon will have it.” He exited, closing the door with deliberate finality.

Duty. Love. Aemond Targaryen treaded a fine line.

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Your personal guardsman, Louis, practically vibrated out of his armor in protest of being denied accompanying you with Aemond to the Sept. Growing up with a strict father garnered you the hard learned skill of little mice feet. Subtly was one of your stronger suits, and even Louis, despite your complete trust in him and his skill as a well-trained guardsman, couldn't keep up with you at all times. And, thus, you and Aemond were able to sneak away unbothered on more than one occasion. 

And today? Well, Louis simply had to listen to your hard, and unwavering, no. Your father could punish you for it later for all you cared. Time with your soon to be husband was worth it.

Excitement rushed up and down your spine as you saw Aemond make his way to you at the agreed location. You bounced on the balls of your feet eagerly. Clasping your House's grape cluster signet at the center of your mantle accented the low neckline of your dress; perhaps the lowest cut you'd worn in the prince's company. It was sleeveless in the fashion of your home too, and the gossamer cloak offered you a shield of modesty. 

You saw a tightening of Aemond's jaw, as well as a stiffness in his back and shoulders, which immediately dampened your excitement. Had you done something wrong? Did he disapprove of your lovely summer gown? Perhaps it was the fashion of your braid – would it offend the other ladies in court with its, potentially, outdated style? Your mouth dried before you even opened it to speak. 

He stood in front of you and offered a formal bow, ending with a chaste kiss to the top of your hand. "Good morning, my Lady Redwyne. I don't believe you've officially met Ser Arryk. As per my mother's request, he will be joining us today in journey to the Sept." He spoke evenly. Practiced and courtly. The darkened pupil at the center of his eye, and the way it lingered on the opened expanse of your chest, however, spoke much more passionately.

Your gaze flickered between both men, Ser Arryk standing a few paces back for privacy, and you tried to control your breath. "He must be quite a warrior to be the one protecting you, my prince," you said smoothly before smiling at the knight. 

He simply nodded and bowed his head in a show of respect.

"Hm," Aemond hummed shortly. He hadn't loosened at all yet, and if anything he looked even more tense. His hand at the small of your back splayed wider than you'd felt it before, and his fingers curling into your waist gripped firmly.

Oh. Was this… jealousy? Something primal in the ancient part of his brain that made him need to show you as his? Most of your time spent together had been alone: now, another layer to the Targaryen prince to witness.

The carriage ride was silent. Aemond's hand, warm and wide and possessive, stayed glued to the top of your thigh the whole way.

It was only at the great doors of the Sept that Ser Arryk finally spoke. "Pray in peace, my prince. I will be standing guard here at the door. If you need me, you know where I'll be," he bowed politely and turned forward once again, eyes keen and observant on the bustle of the square ahead.

While Aemond acknowledged Arryk, he barely gave the other man more than a simple "hmm," in reply. 

"What's the matter, my prince?" Inside, your voice seemed too loud for the incense laden air. There must have been hundreds of candles lit and their smoke made the air heavier than it already was.

Beautiful high windows of stained glass dominated the walls, and geometrical patterns of the overhead framework added to the ornate sanctuary. Outside the sun shone brightly, and when the sky’s fluffy clouds moved away from in front of it, rainbows of light reflected on various swaths of floor, wall, and statue alike. While inspired by religion, you’d never been heavily religious. Here, now, however, you realized why so many people lead a holy life.

Civilians gathered in intimate groups for prayer around the varying altars, and the Sept’s holy brothers and holy sisters wandered throughout the place. One thing you noticed was how many averted their gaze from Aemond. Some even turned on their heel in the opposite direction to, seemingly, avoid getting close to him. Despite his lineage, even the holy brothers and holy sisters regarded him with little formality.

Aemond One-Eye. The cruel prince. Black hearted. Kinslayer. Here, in this holiest of places, there was hardly anything more accursed than a kinslayer. And you, the fair foreign girl from far away in the Reach, his betrothed. The smallfolk knew little of you and likely trusted you less. Being on the arm of the Targaryen Prince brought more side-eyes than respectful greetings. 

Tucked away inside the Red Keep with your wedding plans, lady’s gossip, and noble mingling sometimes made it easy to forget that a war was simmering. 

Aemond’s stiff shoulders and silence had spread to you.

What a strange turn of morning. In all your time spent together it had never been quite like this. Even your first meeting didn’t carry the same tension that hung in the air between you now. Before you knew it, you found yourself fiddling with the silken material of your dress. A nervous habit you had as long as you could remember.

Finally, while standing in front of the Father, Aemond turned to you and said, “normally I come here with mother, Aegon, and Helaena.” A long breath exhaled from his nose as he tipped the flickering flame of a candle to the wick of another, lighting it. “Mother summoned me to join her alone in breaking fast. I thought it kind, at first. Sweet even,” he chuffed, a disapproving tug pulling down one side of his mouth. “You are spoiling me with yours so I forget it’s not freely given. How silly of me.” His single lilac eye rested on your doe-brown gaze, your lovely dark pools looking up at him softly, questioningly. Attentively. 

You extended your hand out to his and held it gently. “Aemond…,” you started, peering up at him with all the gentleness you could muster. “I’m sure your mother didn’t mean to come across the way she did.” You squeezed and stepped closer into him, uncaring of how it might look to any nosey onlookers. In your experience even the most religious folks could be the most nosey. In the high morning light, with rainbows illuminating the cloud of heady smoke, the lines of your bodies meshed into one as you kissed the prince’s cheek. 

A smile graced his features and it was the first you’d seen all day. “Let us pray to the Father. May he judge those who seek him for strength and wisdom. May they be wise enough to see what their judgment clouds.”

Kneeling, then, you finally released his hand and began praying in silence. He knelt beside you, too, and you’d be lying if you said prayer had your full attention. Aemond’s lips moved silently and you wondered what he might be praying – they were so handsome, his lips, and you desperately wanted to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him to blushing pinks right here in the middle of the Sept. Each time you peered across at him beneath the protection of your eyelashes you had to force yourself to close your eyes and focus. With his hands clasped, head bowed, and eye closed, he looked ethereal. He was ethereal. They said Targaryens were closer to Gods than men, and the more time you spent with your betrothed, as well as his siblings, the more you came to realize it. Silvery, and pale, with features not quite like anyone else, they truly were lovely and unique. Perhaps one day Aemond would give you one of your own. A tiny white haired dragon with ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes. You smiled in mid-prayer and allowed your mind to wander. When it came time to visit the Maiden’s altar, you could ask for her forgiveness in regard to the impure thoughts that ran rampant in your mind. 

After visiting and praying at the altars for the Mother, Warrior, Smith, Maiden, Crone, and Stranger, and after many stolen touches and lingering gazes, you two finally exited the Sept with Arryk close behind. The carriage ride back was lighter than the first. You crossed a leg over the other so it pointed in Aemond’s direction, and behind the little shield of your knee his larger palm rested atop yours.

Upon returning to the Red Keep Aemond was almost immediately swept away by a list of duties and “royal chores” – whatever that meant – that he’d fallen behind on since spending more time with you in the Sept than was expected. You were beginning to read him better and better all the time. While others might not take note of it (sternness and practiced neutrality a theme for the young prince) you saw the bristle of annoyance along his edges as Otto took him away. You barely had time to say goodbye. Walking alongside his grandfather, Aemond turned his head over his shoulder one last time and offered you a small, barely there smile and tilt of his head. Your own lips pressed into a restrained grin as you offered a wave just as small. You hoped he’d at least be able to have dinner with you tonight. Until then, there were many wedding plans and gossip for you to busy yourself with. 

During the evening’s meal you were distracted and hungry. “If you could summon him by staring at the door he’d already be here, my lady,” Jane whispered to you sympathetically. “Let’s try to at least enjoy the wine, yes?" She served herself a plate and helped you with yours. "Ah… it reminds me of back home. We’d be getting ready for the dance of the moonlight jellies! It’s tomorrow night! I hate to miss it. This will be the first one I’ve ever missed.” Her expression changed from melancholy, to excitement, to pouting, and you followed right along with her. She tried to soften her pout with a little smile.

“Ah! Gods we would be, huh? Oh, I can’t believe it. This will be the first one I’ve ever missed too. Such a pity. It’s always been my favorite event of the summers.” Your gaze went distant for a moment, fingertip gently circling the rim of your goblet. So far there definitely hadn’t been any sign of Aemond. Nor Aegon or Otto for that matter. Alicent and your father were busy chatting away – assumedly about more wedding plans – and Helaena patiently ate and helped feed her children in turn. There were other noble ladies and men around the table as there were most nights. You couldn’t keep up with all the conversation around, and frankly didn’t care to, because you kept watching the main entrance dreamily as if Aemond would stroll through it at any moment. Jane always knew how to pull you out of your little daydreams. “I almost wish you hadn’t reminded me because now I’m sad,” you laughed.

“Not my intention!” She giggled despite the defensiveness of her tone. “I think it’s lovely your wedding will be so close to the dance. Perhaps they’ll allow us a bonfire in celebration too.”

“Perhaps! Though… I do admit… – ” you dropped your voice low and leaned closer to Jane so no one else might hear what you said “ – I don’t know how long after the vows I’ll be able to stay. The bedding ceremony follows soon after, yes?”

Jane squealed. “You unholy woman!”

You two broke off into fits of giggles and entirely unladylike banter. You did your very best to stay hushed, however, not wanting just anyone to hear the things you were saying about your betrothed. In fact, such talk was more suited for bedchambers and private groups – not the middle of dinner. You both got a few side eyes and raised eyebrows. Even your father gave you the look on two separate occasions. Whoops. Maybe the wine was affecting you more than you realized. Finishing the remainder of your food, you stood and walked to give your father’s cheek a goodnight kiss.

“Take some water and drink it before you fall asleep! You little wildling,” he called after you.

There was already a full pitcher of water in your bedchamber, but that didn’t stop Jane from grabbing an extra just in case.

By now you were both learning the halls of the Red Keep. The main hallways, that is. There was much more to the sprawling castle than you knew, and to say it was intimidating and overwhelming was an understatement. Thankfully – by the God's small graces – its main flow was easy enough to learn and navigate.

“When the castle was complete under King Maegor’s rule, he had all the builders executed to ensure only the Targaryen’s knew its hidden passages and secrets,” Aemond had told you during one of your earlier explorations of the castle. You hadn’t a reason to doubt him. But, even if you did, you knew in your bones he spoke the truth.

How different he was than any boy you knew from home. A true Targaryen from the blood of Old Valyria. You, naught but a sweet, delicate grape, held inside the claw of a mighty beast; how easily he could skin you whole. His steady eye observed you, studied you; the tips of his roughened fingers gingerly accepting your more forward affections so those tips might learn the utter softness of your flesh.

Inside your room you readied for sleep. "A bonfire on the beach in honor of the Arbor's celebration being prepared as we speak…," you spoke dreamily, eyes a little distant as you envisioned Aemond experiencing it for the first time.

Jane's delicate fingers loosened your day's braid before brushing any tangles out. "Surely you know the rumors of the prince…," she said, baiting you, arching a brow at you through the mirror.

"There's quite a few. You'll have to be more specific," you replied similarly.

"He doesn't dance! At all. The only dancing he's done is in the sky on his dragon. Or dancing with foes in the training yard and skirmishes." 

You knew of these rumors, of course. "I suppose he'll need some practice before the wedding then, yes?"

Your best friend and lady-in-waiting smirked and rolled her eyes. "And I suppose you think you'll be the one to teach the tall lanky prince how to dance on a whim?"

"He's not lanky!" 

You both laughed and continued the banter until you were dressed comfortably for bed. She bid you a goodnight and kiss on the forehead before leaving to retire to her own chamber. Sleep came easily that night. Sweet wine coated your palate and you dreamt of embers and jellyfish.

-

The sun barely lightened the sky when you woke. Perfect, you thought to yourself as you stretched with a wide yawn. Excitement pulled at your belly and before you knew it your bare feet padded across the chilly stone floor to your desk. You struck your candle to flame, dipped a quill into its inkpot, and began writing a letter to your soon to be husband. He'd written you many little letters since your arrival, and you'd yet to have one delivered to his room. Before losing inspiration, you wrote,

"My dearest Aemond,

Meet me down at the beach tonight. With it still being high summer the sun doesn't set until late. Please. You won't want to miss this.

Your Lady Redwyne"

Still in your nightgown with only a flimsy robe covering yourself, you cracked the door open and peered outside. Grinning, you hissed a careful whisper, "Louis! Psst, hey Lou!" 

He perked up after the second call of his name. "My Lady? What is it? Is everything okay?" His armor clinked as he strode over to you quickly, kind eyes looking over you for any sign of distress. As soon as he saw your excited glimmer, however, his shoulders softened. "You're perky this morning."

"Take this to Prince Aemond! Please. Before he leaves his chamber for the day. It's important, hurry!" You put the carefully folded letter in his hand and shooed him off. "Thank you," you added before closing and latching the door again, trying to calm the excited wave of butterfly wings in your belly.

Tonight would be magical.

You dressed, braided your hair, donned some of your favorite gold jewelry, and applied perfume to the insides of your wrists, behind each ear, and at the center of your breast. You prayed for the hours to pass quickly as you applied makeup. Accentuating your features always made you feel pretty. There was an art to it too, you realized some years ago, in balancing hues and pigments to your natural skin without looking akin to someone from the theater. Like everything, it took practice. And you were happy with how your skills had grown. With one final tuck of hair here, and twist of hair there, you departed your bedchamber with confidence in your stride.

Breakfast. Going over more wedding plans. Tea and lunch with fellow ladies of the court. A break amidst the gardens. Supper. All without Aemond. The hours flew by and yet the day itself dragged. As soon as you were finished you made a sneaky escape to your horse in the stable. Before your father, or Louis, or even Jane knew what you were up to, you were off. 

Please let Aemond make it. Please let Aemond make it. Please let Aemond make it, you said like a mantra to yourself in time with your horse’s pace. The mare wasn't easily spooked and quite prone to biting. It took you at least the first three days to gain her trust, and at least another two to make it so you could saddle and ride her without the assistance of a stable boy who’d been around her nearly his whole life. You pulled all the tricks: oats, apples, even carrots. Finally, after many suspicious huffing fits, the mean she-beasty warmed up to you. Now, she greeted you with happy whinnies and curious snufflings – she’d know if you came without a peace treaty and you weren’t about to try your luck with that yet.

The sun was perhaps two hours from setting when you made it down to the beach to begin collecting wood for a fire. The fresh salty air was warm and you were glad to have worn a thin dress with billowing accents. Waves continuously lapped at the shore and before too long you found yourself in a partial trance. Thoughts in your mind slowed and quieted, and for a moment the sand almost looked like the golden sand of which you were born to.

"My Lady Redwyne," Aemond's soft voice called from behind you. At least he had the decency to let his presence be known before merely arriving out of thin air like he usually did with you. He'd ditched his normal tunic and only wore his thin linen undershirt; its laces only partially tied to expose a tantalizing swath of his collar and chest. Leather in the summer heat could be unbearable and you were glad to see him in less clothing -- for wholly innocent and wholly impure reasons alike. "You picked a fine horse for the ride down here. I trust you have your dagger too?" He asked, eyeing you over approvingly and questioningly.

A smile curled up from your mouth and went right to your eyes. How you missed him. With his hair rippling in the wind, and his shirt giving sight to parts of himself that you'd yet to see, and the tiny pucker of his mischievous lips, a pang rang in your heart. How did you go so long without knowing him? Without being his betrothed? "Of course. I've not gone a single place without it since you gifted it to me in your secret place."

The space between you was closed by his long careful strides in the sand, and he wordlessly took the pile of driftwood from your arms. "There's my good girl. Where would you like these?"

Blushing, you pointed to the stack you'd been working on and said, "just there."

"What is it you're so excited to show me?" He asked once you both gently discarded the driftwood into the pile.

You began stacking it neatly, in the way your father taught you, to make a successful fire. "Every year, when the summers extend beyond one year, the Arbor has a celebration known as 'the dance of the moonlight jellies'," you said fondly, looking over to him with distant, happy eyes. "The final preparations would be happening now. It's always been my favorite celebration, and this is the first one I've ever missed."

Aemond listened curiously as he always did whenever you talked about things from home -- whether it be stories and myths, lore, architecture, or anything else. "Tell me about it, my Lady."

A wistful sigh escaped your lungs. "On the western part of the island, out into the Sunset Sea, there is a breed of jellyfish who migrate along our coastline. We build bonfires along the beach and out on the docks as far as we can. These jellies are special because they glow," you smiled, movements continuing on muscle memory as you struck a fire to life. "They make the water look as if a hundred thousand fires were beneath the surface. Everyone from the highest houses down to the most rugged Flowers join together for the night. We sing, and dance, and drink spiced wine." By now your own little fire was coming more and more to life. "All while they slowly drift along with the ocean's current." By the end of the explanation you were sitting and beginning to work your shoes off your feet.

All the while, Aemond listened and imagined such a thing even happening. There was nothing like that around here. He never journeyed far from home for too long either, for his princely and second son's duties kept him tied down to King's Landing -- more specifically, the court of the Red Keep -- with a short leash. The more he learned from you, the more he realized he truly knew nothing of the Arbor. "Everyone? The nobles and the bastards?"

"Yes, my prince. All is cast aside for the night. It is truly that important to the people and tradition."

Golden sun washed over the young prince as he looked out to the ocean. Pensive. A few moments of silence followed as you both quietly observed the continuous lap of waves. When he turned his attention back to you his pupil was so small from the sun that the lilac of his iris was all you could see. "I would fly you there tonight if things were different in our world, now."

Guilt rushed to your throat. "Oh, Aemond, no. That is not what I meant by any of this," you said with meaning as you found yourself straddling over his lap with his lovely sharp face between your hands. "I am sad to miss it, yes, of course. But that is why I'm here now. And that is why I wanted you to join me here and now too, so I could share this special time with you." You gently pressed your forehead to his, the tip of your nose fitting against his bridge. A soft smile pulled on your lips when his mouth brushed yours in a whispering kiss.

Lips led to tongues, and soon to teeth, and Aemond's hands traced along your hips and waist all the while. Goosebumps tickled your skin despite the warmth of the air and fire. The press of his hands, the weight of them, had you panting against his mouth. Leaning back, he grinned slyly. "Let us stop before we cannot." He gave your hip a firm squeeze before slowly, slowly, letting go of you against him.

"I want so badly to be your wife...," you whispered sincerely. "Before, though, there is one more thing I need to share with you." Heat crept into your face, yet this blush had nothing to do with the coil of arousal in your belly and all to do with the humiliation in which you were going to show your soon to be husband.

Confusion and worry instantly shifted his features. "What is it, sweetling?"

Emotion welled in your eyes and it took a great deal of strength to not let tears fall from your clumpy eyelashes. "Promise you won't change your mind about me either?"

He ran a thumb across your freckled cheek. Your sweet doe-brown eyes ripped at his heart. "I promise."

You offered a soft sad smile before carefully moving from atop his lap. Shifting, you instead sat between his legs with your own outstretched before both of you. You pulled your legs up at the knee so your feet were flat and fully exposed for both of your visions. On each foot, the second and third toe were fully fused together, and a small webbing of skin connected the base of all your toes together. Without looking over your shoulder to Aemond, you explained, "it is a bad omen." As if he wasn't connecting the dots you pointed out your deformity. "Akin to your eye it is a cloak of shame for me. In our mythos it is said it only happens to those who had a twin in the womb... but ended up killing the twin. It is said we are cursed, for we are bloodthirsty like sharks. Only the strongest survive. So we are born with these to let everyone know we are capable of kinslaying as only babes."

Aemond pushed his fingers against the side of your jaw so you were forced to look back at him. His face was somehow soft and stern alike. "Then you are my bloodthirsty little babe. Dragons do not share their egg with another dragon. If the mythos is true, then you are the strongest. And it was you who was born for a reason." He kissed you again, fiercer, this time, and the salt of your tears clung to his tongue.

The sun's golden rays disappeared beyond the curve of the ocean and a spill of reds, oranges, and pinks filled the sky instead. "Dance with me, Aemond. I don't care if you don't know how to. No one is around to see. It can be another one of our secrets," you forced a tiny laugh through the emotion which swelled your throat. You smiled, genuine, and helped him stand.

There were no drums, nor string instruments, nor anything else but the rolling roars of waves as you and Aemond danced beneath the growing moonlight with only your fire as witness.

-

The following morning you were surprised to see everyone already at the table eating. Aegon, Helaena, their children, Alicent, Otto, Aemond, and your father. Happiness filled in your chest at the idea of sharing a meal with Aemond – he’d been so busy you two hadn’t been afforded the luxury for what seemed days. You and Jane shared a little look as you strolled to the empty seat next to your betrothed. Polite greetings filled the table. It all looked and smelled wonderful. 

“Good morning, my prince. Is there an occasion I’m unaware of?” you asked as you began dishing up. Ever since you could remember you were always most hungry in the mornings.

“Good timing on everyone’s part, I’m assuming.”

Beneath the table, he bumped his leg against yours and gave you a half-sly side glance. Manners were important to him, and sharing a table with so many kin meant his bump, and his face, was likely all the flirting that would happen this morn.

It didn’t go unnoticed by you nor the King. Where you smiled coyly and shared the look with Aemond, Aegon snorted. “I forgot to ask, brother, did you and Lady Redwyne enjoy your little adventure out to your rock? I heard she had sweet little bruises all over her tender flesh that night. I don’t blame you for not wanting to wait. She’s supple as any peach,” he said brazenly, finishing the remainder of his wine in a single gulp. “More,” he said to everyone and no one alike. Holding his goblet out to be refilled, he chuckled and flashed his best smile to you. Judging by the glaze over his eyes, and the dark circles beneath them, this wasn’t the first cup of wine he’d had. 

You tensed. Aemond tensed. At your side, and beneath the table too, Jane gripped your hand tightly. Lord Redwyne glared at King Aegon but dared not say anything – at least not yet – in fear of what the drunken King might do.

“Aegon Targaryen!” Alicent hissed to her oldest son, dark eyes blazing. “King or no, that is extremely inappropriate. How dare you speak to your brother and future sister-in-law in such a way in front of everyone!”

“What? I’m only expressing my happiness to my little brother for finally getting it wet. And with a girl so pretty too. Prettier than any whore I’ve seen.”

Jane squeezed your hand hard as Aemond’s and your father’s chair toppled backwards with the ferocity in which they stood.

“Says the man who took me to a brothel when I was only three and ten–”

“King or not I will not sit here and let some boy talk about my daughter in such a manner you insolent–”

Aemond’s voice and Lord Redwyne’s voice boomed into one, their words meshing in a mess of hollars as Alicent joined in the scolding. Polished silver clattered loudly and silently alike onto the stone floor. Who had thrown it?

You were struck dumb. If this is what broke out during an otherwise ordinary meal, what happened behind closed doors? During small council meetings? Stress weighed on the entire kingdom and the family before you bore the bulk of it. Everyone’s nerves hung by a thread: a thread which could be snapped as easily as a dried twig by a stupidly careless remark. Embarrassment burned your face and hot tears threatened to spill from your welling eyes. This was nothing short of a nightmare and you wanted nothing more than to disappear.

Your ears muffled as if you were under water. You weren't sure how much time had passed. Even Otto stood, his voice adding to the yelling.

“Come, Princess Emeline,” Helaena’s soothing voice whispered delicately against your ear. Her hand, beautifully pale and impossibly soft, grabbed for your own and pulled you from your chair amidst the yelling. She ushered you away. Crimson wine dripped onto the floor from where it was spilled atop the table.

“Thank you, Your Grace,” you stammered, frantically swiping tears from your cheeks. 

“I am sorry for the way my husband is acting. If I am to be honest… we received extremely troubling news about Rhaenyra and Daemon this morning. Even if no one will admit it, this war has everyone scared.”

Despite the meaning of her words, she, outwardly, seemed calm.

Not having anything intelligent to say, you squeezed her hand reassuringly. No one followed you ladies out. At a glance, it appeared guards were watching and taking note of your movements through the halls. Helaena turned here, and there, and before you knew it you were standing out by the weirwood. It loomed tall and wide. It cast a shadow of mysticism. Tranquility. For the first time since arriving in the dining hall you breathed a true lungful of air. And then another.

"You are a strong swimmer, and Aemond a strong flier. Both, and more, will be required in the coming time," Helaena spoke dreamily as she led you to an ancient camellia tree. "Two fruits of one, and one of two," she continued to muse aloud. She laid back in the vibrant petals fallen amongst the grass, and you followed along. "Have you ever noticed how red this camellia is? It hardly seems real."

Your vision turned from her to the tree. Leaves of green and flowers of red contrasted starkly against the blue morning sky. A breeze moved through the air and a petal slowly fell to land on the center of your abdomen. "I've never seen one this size before," you said in the serene quietness. Comfort seeped into your bones as you watched fluffy clouds drift across the sky.

A thin long legged spider crawled across Helaena’s outstretched hand. She watched the tiny creature as if it were the most magnificent thing. “You make my brother happy. Thank you for that, princess,” she said, not taking her attention away from the spider. “He bears much and carries more.”

Helaena’s words sent something like love fluttering in your belly as you regarded the gentle far-seeing Queen. Her white hair fanned around her head like a halo on the crimson petals; violet eyes distant and unfocused. “Thank you, Your Grace,” is all you replied, not wanting to break her other-worldly concentration. 

She continued to mutter quiet things about: from two to one, moving shadows, and cracked shells. 

Tranquil minutes passed. You became lost in the garden of your mind.

“My Lady…,” Aemond’s voice broke through your reverie. “I apologize for what happened.” He extended a hand to you, silently offering to help you up from the grass. “Allow me to take you to your chambers?”

You nodded and accepted his hand. “Yes, please,” you said as you stood and brushed any debris or wrinkles from your dress. Emotion swelled up from your diaphragm to the back of your throat and it took a steadying breath, or three, to push it down. Stress and tension simmered inside you and it threatened to boil over.

“Thank you, sweet sister, for getting her away,” Aemond said. Helaena only briefly regarded him and offered a short wave. 

Aemond held you close as you both walked the halls to your bedchamber. Beneath the scents of smoke (which clung so close to him you swore it seeped from his own pores), leather, and bathing oils, he smelled like clean sweat. It wasn’t at all unpleasant. If anything it made you want to bury your face into his neck and not come out for hours. Hurt weighed on your heart. 

You missed home. You missed the sense of normalcy you'd known your whole life. So many things were different here. You clung to Jane when you could, and even grounded yourself to Louis, and of course found comfort in your father. Thank the Seven they were all here. If they weren't, you might very well have turned around in Blackwater Bay as soon as you arrived.

Here, now, you clung to Aemond. Your prince who regarded you with compassion, curiosity, and gentleness, so unlike the way you'd seen him interact with anyone else. It only made you want to draw those tender moments out from him more.

"Aegon is vile. And an idiot," he said as soon as your chamber door was securely shut. You stood facing each other in the gentle sunbeams of your quarter; still somewhat bare and lacking your personal touch. "He is drunk but that is no excuse for him to behave in the way he did. Are you alright?" Both his hands cupped your face in reverence, his single eye peering between both of yours as if deciphering your thoughts like scrawled words on parchment.

Hesitation hung in the air before you nodded. "Yes, I'm alright, my pr-, Aemond," you caught his title before it fell from your lips, whispering his name instead.

"Your Aemond. You are correct, princess," he smiled and tipped his head down to meet your lips in a tender kiss. "No harm will come to you whether it be from my kin or enemy alike. Do you understand me? As my betrothed, and even more so once you are my wife." His gaze was only sharp, now, face stern, lacking any of its previous softness.

Searching his features and posture, you, once again, hesitated before asking in a voice that could have been lost in a space any louder than the one you currently shared, "you promise?"

"I promise."

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[valanvar]

━━ VALANVAR / ✷ SAURON, LORD OF THE RINGS, ONE RING TO RULE THEM ALL. ANNATAR, THE LORD OF GIFTS, HALBRAND, THE NECROMANCER, THE ONE ENEMY, THE DARK LORD OF MIDDLE-EARTH.

INDEPENDENT,   MUTUAL   EXCLUSIVE   AND   SELECTIVE   BLOG   FOR   SAURON/HALBRAND/ANNATAR FROM J.R.R TOLKIEN'S THE LORD OF THE RINGS AND PRIME'S THE RINGS OF POWER. HEADCANON BASED AND UNAFFILIATED WITH THE MAYORITY OF THE TOLKIEN PURIST FANDOM.   CST + 3.   SHE/HER.   WRITTEN   BY   CALI. (#) MAIN VERSE SET ON THE RINGS OF POWER TIMELINE.

psa:   due to the nature of the show's lore and the exploration of sauron's backstory and multiple verses, this show contains adult mature material. nsft will be tagged accordingly but topics like: torture, death, body horror, the groteque, luciferian imagery, evil vs light, power play and more are at play in this interpretation. sauron is pretty much OP during most of his existance though his disguises keep him unknown.

And after what seemed endless thirst and hunger… I saw it. His servant's face. Sauron's face. And it was beautiful. He offered me wine, red as a blood moon. He offered me wine, and on that dark and nameless peak, I drank it. I drank it all.

temporary rules under the cut:

1.Cali. 25+, I run many blogs across many fandoms, mostly A Song of Ice and Fire and Cobra Kai. GMT+3 timezone. I have a job and I study so replies are sporatic.

2.  My  interpretation  is based on Prime's Rings of Power and what I know of the Tolkien lore through the movies and the wikia. I am not that knowlagable on the lore besides the movies and trilogy book and the hobbit. What I know of his backstory is from reading entries and forums and my own interpretation. Do not come after me if I get something wrong because it might as well be my own interpretation of the lore.  I follow mainly the Rings of Power continuity and the movies and the lore I know, which I am aware the main fandom might not like, but bare in mind, the show is approved by the Tolkien state and things are simple, if this does not appeal to you, do not follow. And if I ever bore you, please softblock me.

3.  Best way to interact with me is through memes or discord talk. I am a middle ground roleplayer meaning too much plotting puts me off but also I enjoy having a base of what we will do together. This blog will be crossover friendly, specially with ASOIAF fandom and similar high fantasy shows.

4.  I usually format my things with a post divider, icon and then the reply, with a few words highlighted or cursived and double spaced. If you need me to stop doing this, let me know, as I am aware it can be hard to read to some people.

5. Galadriel  x  Sauron  is the main ship on this blog and it does involve topics like power play, toxic behavior and dark vs light. The attraction between them is obvious and might have some evidence in the text itself and it is obvious on the show, favoured by both actors who play them. Other ships will be accepted but do know that they have to be discussed prior to being written as Sauron is prone to manipulate those around him to gain favor and what he desires, and this will include making someone fall for him if he must.

6.  Softblock  if  you  unfollow.  Reblog  from  the  source.  Don't send anon hate and if you have a suggestion, do send it with kindness. As well, remember, I am not Sauron. I am not evil, at least my therapist tells me. I'm a english as a secondary language teacher, not a man who wants to conquer middle-earth. Separate writer from muse please.

7. Heavely affiliated with Mari's Galadriel as well Saint's muses on this fandom and others. They are my friends and we built together. Do not come at me for having friends. I practice mains and affiliated but not exclusives except for certain dynamics so I am always open for plots.

[ticklishraspberries]

tl;dr - Please read content creator’s information - their pinned posts, bios, carrds, whatever, and start actually respecting their boundaries. If there’s anything that I or others can do to make this info more accessible or easy to understand, please let me know.

Okay, you know this is serious because Razz is actually using capital letters /lh. But seriously, I hate being a dick on here, but the genuine lack of etiquette and kindness towards fic writers has been getting on my nerves for years, and my annoyance has hit another peak. Rather than going off on the people who sent me the specific messages that triggered this, I’m just going to delete the asks and make this post instead.

If you want to send a writer a prompt, please, I’m like actually begging, take a minute to read their information. My pinned post has a link to my carrd, is that not clear enough or easily accessible? /gen like if it isn’t easy I will find a new solution, I want this to be mutually beneficial. I get less asks that make me want to rip my hair out, you don’t get snarky replies to your prompts, LOL.

Some writers have a pinned post, a link to a fandoms list, a carrd, etc...Is it actually that complicated to just check that someone likes the fandom you are asking for before you send them a prompt? I received an ask asking for a fic between two characters that I have never even heard of before, and I still can’t figure out what the source material is. I cannot write for fandoms I’m not familiar with, and I will not write for fandoms I don’t specifically list as something I’m comfortable writing.

Also, maybe I should put my fandoms list and boundaries on the same page? Because the amount of people that still ask for things that I have stated multiple times make me uncomfortable (parent/child tickling, bellybutton-focused stuff, “cheer-up” tickling, etc) is honestly insane, like I’m not sure if my boundaries aren’t clear enough or if people just don’t care.

It’s really discouraging to open my inbox and see it full of people who have no respect or regard for my rules. And oftentimes it will be followed by “I love you/your blog/fics” and, I’m sorry if this is mean, but I don’t believe the compliments when they are coming from someone who can’t even be bothered to check if I’ve watched a TV show or not.

Of course, whether or not I write something is not going to depend 100% on the fact that you ask for a pairing that I like or that you’re polite, but if you’re rude or ask me for a fandom I’m not familiar with, I’m not even going to publish those asks anymore, I’m just deleting them because I don’t want to argue with people. Plus, this isn’t just a writer’s issue, I see it happen to artists, too.

If there is anything that I can do to make my fandoms, rules, boundaries. etc. more clear and accessible, PLEASE let me know /gen. It is so discouraging and irritating for me and I’m sure that people who are innocently just making a mistake feel upset when I get frustrated with them, and I don’t want that to happen at all. I want this to be a fun, safe space for all of us, and a place where we can share ideas and be creative. I just think we could use a little more cooperation and kindness when it comes to interacting with content creators.

[signetrings]

terms & conditions

you must be 21+ to interact with me, and your age must be clearly displayed somewhere on your blog. smut will not be present here, and any threads moving towards that direction will fade to black. i'm happy to say they've done the deed, i'm just not comfortable writing it out myself. writing the romance leading up to it ( like kisses and make outs are fine with me. ) other mature themes such as violence, gore, war, and death may be present. 

this is a mutuals only blog, but that doesn’t mean i’m not open to finding new writing partners. i tend to gravitate towards writing partners interested in plotting / exploring dynamics and scenarios between our muses, rather than the one-off surface level interactions. if i follow you, i’d like to write with you! feel free to fill out my interest tracker if you want to write but are feeling too shy to send me a message.

if you ship it, i probably do too. i love writing romantic dynamics! it’s my favourite thing to write and i'll likely lean towards threads with it. i’m also happy to write platonic / antagonistic dynamics too! i do ship dramione, but i’m very open to shipping with any muse from any fandom / oc. i read a lot of dramione fics, so if there's a plot you'd like to play out, i'm most likely down to clown ( and it doesn't necessarily have to be a dramione pairing )! with that all being said, sometimes muse chemistry just isn't there — please don't force ships on me.

i'm more comfortable writing m/f, but with the right muse chemistry, i could be swayed to write m/m.

this blog is multiship, multiverse, and crossover / oc friendly. 

in regards to duplicates, unless we're following each other already or you intend to write with me on my sideblog ( @/polyjuiceds ), i ask that we do not follow each other. unfortunately, i can get a little in my head seeing other people's portrayals of the same character ( specifically when i've gotten very attached to a character ) and i lose muse because i judge my writing and portrayal very harshly. i'm sure you're a great person and writer, but i just ask ( for the sake of my anxiety ), that we do not interact.

i’m always accepting memes regardless if it’s been reblogged ages ago. i love them! please send them in! if you'd like to continue the meme as the thread, please feel free. note: memes are open to mutuals and non-mutuals as i believe it's the easiest way to start writing. i will be selective based on how strong my muse is, but don't let that stop you from sending something in.

i can be a slow writer, so please be patient with me. i'm usually lurking and up to headcanon and develop our muses' dynamics in that way during the lulls where you're waiting for my reply.

any threads at hogwarts are automatically in an au where hogwarts is a university unless referred to in the past.

banned fcs include problematic, underaged, deceased & those who don’t wish to be used. the list also includes: gavin casalegno, camila cabello, dominic sherwood, austin mahone, bob morley, eliza taylor, stranger things cast ( excluding sadie sink and natalia dyer ). please have a human fc if your muse comes from an animated source, otherwise, i'd prefer you go iconless / we don't interact.

please tag any heavy gore & usfw images. i will unfollow if your usfw images aren’t tagged as i like to check my dash in public. i’m also unlikely to follow back / write with you if you overly stylize your responses with triple spacings and multiple fonts / colours / sizes. it just hurts my head to try and decipher, i’m sorry. personally, i use small text + 268px gifs or none at all.

i refuse to have draco call anyone a mudblood / write extensive blood purity themes. while it’ll be mentioned and acknowledged in his past, it will not be his present. this does not mean he can’t actively be working through the prejudice / conflicted about it, it just means i’m not making draco blurt out slurs, etc. he can most definitely still be the bully / rude / cruel in other ways if the plot calls for it.

i do practice mains and exclusives. see my pinned post to see who's listed. just because someone is listed as a main with a character you also play, doesn't mean i won't write against your character. i try my hardest not to have exclusives with canon hp characters to avoid alienating and excluding people, but i won't promise it won't happen if i truly can't see my draco without a specific portrayal.

updated : 01/05/25

[retroaria]

ORDER OF ARIA NATION

Rules and regulations regarding my blog

If any questions or suggestions arise please feel free to message me.

Conduct:

First and foremost absolutely no hate speech or malicious behavior will be tolerated in my comments, asks, messages, or reblogs. You will be blocked and/or reported if I catch any of you mfs being evil.

The use of slurs is prohibited.

There will be NSFW content on my page. I will not be restricting the content of my comments, asks, or reblogs either so at any point while here you are at risk. Any minors will be blocked, please let me know if you see any minors that are interacting with my stuff. ageless blogs as well, if i can’t see an age on your blog i will block you.

Such posts will be specified with a big ole MDNI (minors do not interact) so if you enter the freak zone after seeing that don’t blame me bc I tried.

all of my NSFW posts for characters that are underage in their source content will be aged up because i want to imagine them aged up. please don’t argue with me about this bc it truly will never be that deep. these are fictional characters and my work is all fictional. don’t take everything so seriously!!!

Asks/Requests

I don’t write solely for my requests, i write for myself too!! The posts that I have planned that were my own ideas will always be worked on/posted before I get to my inbox requests, so please be patient and give me time <3

Please specify what type of piece you want written in your requests!! For example, if you want headcanons, an imagine, one-shots for multiple characters in one post; PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!! i won’t know otherwise and i’ll be losing my mind over it :(

If i reply to your request with some questions regarding what you’ve asked me to write please answer my questions! if you don’t i’m going to assume you don’t want to piece written anymore and I will not fulfill the request!

There is no world in which you need to read about an anime character raping or sexually assaulting someone (please get help). As such, I will not write anything of the sort. The same goes for self-harm, suicide, chronic mental disorders, extreme displays of trauma, BDSM, any aggressive kinks. i do not write dark content. I also do not write to pander for specific insecurities that you may have, please dont ask me to write how a character would react to reader with certain diseases or illnesses. i do not write for ships and i am typically anti-ship unless the ship is harmless.

There are only certain fandoms and characters i will write nsfw for. you can find the list of characters i write for on my masterlist page. i absolutely do not write nsfw for wind breaker, pls do not request it (i can’t see them as anything but literal children sorry). i will however write sfw romance for them!!

You may request for characters/fandoms that I haven’t written about on my page yet HOWEVER I cannot promise the request will be fulfilled. If it’s a character I don’t know much about there isn’t anything I can do but I will say I’ve watched a lot of anime so there’s a good chance it’ll all work out lol

please do not send me overly specific scenarios or stuff that’s way too convoluted. i want ALL my work to be enjoyed/readable for everyone.

I will not write x readers that are specific to the requester. All of my works are intended to be read by all which means there will be no specific names/features used.

as of right now i will only be doing fem!reader and gn!reader. smut/nsfw will be afab!reader

Ok that is all byeeeeeeeeee

[fandombingo]

Fandom Bingo: Neverwhere

August is Neverwhere Bingo! I think most people prefer one of Neil Gaiman's other books, but Neverwhere was the first one I read way back when, and it's still a favourite now, largely because of the worldbuilding and in no small part because of the Marquis ;) Anyway, I was cleaning my room and found my copy of Neverwhere so I thought I'd do that this month.

As always, this bingo is multifandom so you don't need to know the source material to participate.

**Signups here! Open until September 5th.**

General Rules:

You can interpret the prompts any way you want. If you think it fits, then it fits. All prompts, including the quotes, can just be used as inspiration or a general fit, no need to actually include them word for word in the fanwork, and tenses and pronouns can be swapped accordingly.

You can write for any fandom you want, including crossovers and original works.

You can combine multiple prompts in one fanwork.

Each submitted fanwork should be new and complete, but it can be a standalone, part of a series, or one chapter of a multi-chaptered fic.

This bingo is primarily geared towards fanfic, but any medium is fine if you feel you can do it.

For fanfic, the minimum is 100 words with no maximum.

You can use fanworks submitted for this event for other events as well, so long as it’s okay with the other side too.

While signups are only open for a month, there is no time limit for completing a card.

This round's bingo only offers 3x3 cards. Everyone can sign up for a maximum of FOUR cards (please send in one form per card).

After submitting a form, please give me up to a week to reply with your card.

All content and ratings are allowed but please tag everything appropriately, especially if there’s trigger-warning content.

Please be respectful of each other. If you see content tags you don’t like, just scroll past and move on.

All works must be your own creation. No plagiarism. No AI-generated works.

To Finish a Card:

Get a bingo! This can be: 🪽 1 horizontal row 🪽 🪽 1 vertical column 🪽 🪽 1 diagonal line 🪽 🪽 2 diagonal lines 🪽 🪽 or a blackout 🪽

Fill out the completion form (1 form/card).

When Posting:

You can post your fanworks to this AO3 collection here.

If you make a Tumblr post for your fanwork, remember to ping @fandombingo and tag #NeverwhereBingo so I can reblog it.

On your post, please clearly indicate the Fandom, Prompt(s), Rating, and Tag(s)/Content Warning(s).

If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to send in an ask!

[alister312]

Yo, Tips for reach on A03?

Well, the thing about ao3 is that it doesn’t have an algorithm so there’s no such thing as “increasing reach” directly on there. However, here’s some things you can keep in mind to help draw more people into your fic!

ao3 automatically sorts fics by “most recently updated (/uploaded)” in whatever category a reader is browsing. This means, if you want people to see your fic, it’s a good idea to update often (to keep it at/near the top) and maybe try to upload during times when you think a lot of people might be opening ao3 to browse. Maybe this means on the weekends, when people have free time. Maybe it means at night, since lots of people like to read fics as bedtime stories. You can figure out what works best for you.

Here are the other things ao3 sorts by. I don’t have any data to back this up, but I feel safe in assuming that the main things people choose besides Date Updated are Hits, Kudos, and Comments. Maybe also Bookmarks. After all, those are all indicators that other people have read (and probably enjoyed) a fic, which means it’s worth checking out.

Hits are just how many people have clicked on and opened the fic. It doesn’t count how many people have actually read it, or how many times one person (or more accurately, one IP address) has read it. If you want to increase hits, plug your fic on outside sources often. Put the link out there as just fic advertisement, draw art or commission art for it and include the link with the post, share it around in discord servers— whatever level of shameless self promo you feel comfortable with. It’s wonderful if you have friends who believe in you and can also share and promote your fic, but you can always guarantee that YOU will be your own biggest advocate so use that to your advantage.

Kudos are similar to a Like button. IMO if you read a fic or a chapter of a fic and reach the end without clicking out, you should leave a kudos, but I also know people who are very selective about their kudos so to each their own. But basically, they are something a reader can leave once. They can click it a second time and it doesn’t unkudos but it doesn’t add another either. There’s not really a way to increase them aside from kudos-ing your own fic and/or asking people you know to please leave one. This one’s on the readers! The same basically goes for Bookmarks. There’s slightly more effort involved (instead of clicking one button, people have to click a whole TWO buttons) so it’ll probably happen less often than kudos.

Comments are, well, comments. Pretty self explanatory. Since people usually don’t leave comments unless they have something to say about the fic, you mostly just have to hope people have something to say! A “Comments are always appreciated :)” in your author’s notes never hurts too. You could also take the time to reply to every comment you get if you don’t feel overwhelmed about replying to all of them! This will increase comments obviously but more importantly, it lets the commenter know they were heard and appreciated. Everyone likes knowing that, and it’ll hopefully create a positive feedback loop where they will comment again so you can reply again and so on and so forth.

If you’re in it purely for the numbers game, you can also check out your statistics page often and play to those strengths. Putting that below the cut since this is already pretty long!

As you can see, the statistics tab lets you compare your fics in a bunch of different ways. That way, if you’re trying to get better at one specific thing, you can see what fics do better in that sense and figure out why they might’ve done better.

For example, my #1 in terms of Hits is Just Business, a multichap fic. This makes a lot of sense to me, since multiple chapters meant multiple updates, pushing it to the top of most recently updated more often where people could click it. I also advertised the fic on tumblr any time it updated, so that was even more opportunity for people to literally just click through. Plus, I published new chapters weekly, specifically on Wednesdays while a new season of the show was airing so I knew it was more likely that a lot of people would be browsing the South Park tag. However—

Just Business is nowhere near the top in terms of kudos. Even though a lot of people clicked on it, they didn’t leave a kudos. This is probably because the main pair featured in it, Gregstophe, is a rarepair. I make this assumption because my #1 fic for kudos is Sweet, Dude, which is a Style fic and Style is one of the most popular South Park ships.

Then for comments (or comment threads, which means it doesn’t count back and forth replies, just new comments), once again Just Business is at the top with my other multichap fic What Makes Cloves Grow right behind it. This is because returning readers will often leave a new comment every time you update. It’s also interesting to see that my two fics that feature Dip as a pairing are in the top 5, so that means Dip fans are probably more likely to leave a comment!

Now based off of all this, if I wanted to publish fic purely to get ahead, I know it would be smart to publish a multichap fic on a consistent schedule so I can advertise it often. Maybe it’d be good to publish alongside new episodes airing, or right around the time of a new special or game so hype is at the highest and the tag has the most eyes on it. The main pair should be Style, Cryle, Creek, and/or Dip, as those have all demonstrated the most engagement from readers. There’s other stuff to factor in too (such as the fact that many of my top fics have Fluff or Domestic themes so that means the fandom these days probably likes to read Fluff and Domestic stuff) but that’s the gist of it!

[faithwounded]

disclaimer

this is a multimuse blog with predominantly mythology/lore and literature based or inspired muses. most muses would be classified as oc’s as they are interpretation and headcanon based. there may be the occasional canon muse.

i have no affiliations with any of the face claims used on this blog, or the media they are sourced from. however there is plenty of my own headcanons and creations on here that are not to be distributed elsewhere.

general

this blog is mutuals only and selective. meaning i will only respond in character to people i follow and who follow me. out of character depends on the context and content of the communication.

personal blogs may send out of character questions or messages, but are not to interact with any posts. this is to keep my notifications manageable. doing so will result in a block.

 underage muns will be blocked on sight. if you do not have an age range listed, i simply won’t interact. i myself am well over 21.

at minimum for me to follow, you must have a rules page and an about for oc’s. in progress pages are fine, just something for me to work with. posts must also be cut, and content tagged.

nsfw is something i quite enjoy writing, but only with muns over 21. i don’t use readmores, but it is always tagged. my nsfw tag is “nsfw   (( lover to lover ))”. so far that hasn’t been caught by the filter. if it changes i’ll make a post.

due to the content of this blog there will be triggers present. i tag all the main things under “tw:______” if you need anything else tagged please let me know. i will not tag dogs because i use my dog as my mun faceclaim.

as to my triggers: if you have images of clowns or needles on your blog, please do not follow. i’m not super comfortable with horror source material either, so i’ll be more comfortable if you have tags for me to blacklist

just don’t be a dick, basically. don’t police my blog and i won’t police yours. but also, i will not tolerate out of character racism, homophobia, sexism etc. however, i’m adult enough to understand that muses aren’t perfect. in character has different standards.

when rebabbling asks, i would prefer you please do it from the source, unless you’ve sent one in. i’ve been used as a resource blog before, kinda hate it.

writing

i tend to skew a little shorter on writing 1-3 paragraph type of thing, only because novellas take me a long ass time to reply to. i’m open to doing them with established mutuals, but please be aware they will take me a while.

you don’t have to match my length, just give me something to work with.

if you want to start writing with me, the best way to do so is via an ask. there’s no time limits on my asks, send them whenever the hell you want. i just ask that you yeet it into a new post if you want to continue. also completely adore being tagged in random starters.

please specify a muse, or at least narrow it down to 2-3 options. if we’ve been writing for a while and chatting ooc, i don’t mind as much. if you approach me with a plot however, i’m happy to pick a muse i think would work best for that plot.

i am a totally hopeless romantic, but not all the muses are. means i am 100% okay with shipping, and okay to go into an interaction looking for that - even if it’s a first interaction - just please let me know that’s what we’re looking for. some muses will do the romance thing, some will need to be discussed. also very much of the opinion that sex doesn’t need love, and a few of the muses agree, so we can do that too.

muses come and go at times, and replies get done according to that. does mean that sometimes there will be a long wait. i will try and let you know if im losing muse. also means i am 3000% okay with multiple threads both with the same muse and with others

i use small font, and some formatting when i can be bothered. i ask you please do not use small + sub/sup as i cannot fucking read it, and it gives me a migraine just trying. like literal migraine, in bed in severe pain for hours. my icons/gifs are various styles and sizes. some are made by me, most are sourced elsewhere and used according to those rules

the mun

my name is rhi, ari or lili depending on how you know me she/her. i’m a 21+ australian.

this is my catch all blog for any muses that take my fancy. save me opening and closing new blogs every few weeks. i am notorious for abandoning blogs every 6-12 months and then coming back to them. so if i do randomly disappear one day, i will probably be back lmao.

my writing schedule is pretty irregular because ..... well i don't really have an excuse. life i guess. 

i’m really quite shy, and struggle with the first approach. doesn’t mean i don’t want to write - just shy. one of those people who’s eternally worried i’m being a bother. will panic if i think i’ve sent a meme too long after you’ve posted it. i just ask for a bit of gentleness please.

thanks for reading and i cant wait to write with you !!! <3

[bisoravit]

hello hello ! my name’s sydney but i go by peachie. i’m 24 && i go to school + work , so writing is just a hobby of mine ! i’ve been writing for a handful of years now on tumblr. replies will be sporradic at times , due to the nature of my job + schoolwork , so please be patient with me. as long as we’re mutuals , you’re free to hit me up whenever you’d like -- whether it’s just a casual conversation or if you have a suggestion / idea for a thread or character development between our muses.

this is an indie. paula jones from the cult classic 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 / 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 series rp && ( sometimes ) ask blog if i have the time ! i’m tracking anything related to this blog under ( # ♡  ៸៸ bisoravit ). i have a habit of reading the rules on any page first out of common courtesy before i follow , and even if i don’t supply a password i can still assure i have read , i’m just a bit lazy. . . on occasion , as long as it’s tasteful , i’ll allow a few magic anons just for fun !

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 ]  :  the general basics apply here ( dni if you’re proship , support anything harmful , etc. ). please no godmodding , that isn’t fun for anyone && frankly can be very awkward at times. don’t spam me for anything , or rush me for replies. . . i’m more likely to drop a thread for that if it’s nonstop showing up in my notifications center , versus an occasional bump because i sometimes forget to reply ! it is important to note that the muse ≠ mun. sometimes there’s things that paula ( or any of my other muses ) would do that i wouldn’t , and vice versa.

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 ]  :  there will be 𝐍𝐎 smut on this blog , end of story. paula is usually written within the age ranges of 13 - 17. . . regardless of age , she is still a 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑 ! so please do not harass my muse. because of her tomboyish personality at times and the fact that she is a teenager with ( predominantly ) boyish friends , toilet humor and suggestive jokes are fine , but please don’t go too far ! what i write will have varying themes , but a major element of this blog contains depictions of 𝐏𝐓𝐒𝐃 due to the aftermath of giygas’ attack through the past. it’s a troubling and sensitive topic for paula , and not just anyone gets to know about what’s going on in her heart && head.

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ]  :  i like to keep my formatting on this blog relatively simple , by using small text ( ctrl + shift + minus button / - ) and occasionally using icons to spruce up threads. this is your choice to match me , i really don’t mind ! all i ask is that you make sure to trim your posts so that they’re easier to follow ! i really enjoy multi - paragraphs in my writing , but have been known to pick up playful threads meant to be taken lightly on occasion if i see fit.

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋 ]  :  this portrayal is canon - divergent , i have played the game a handful of times and studied her characterization from various source materials. of course , to add my own touch of life to her already existing character , i will be supplying some of my own personal headcanons that i believe align well with paula and naturally make sense.

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 ]  :  i can be rather picky when it comes to shipping , only because i’m heavy on the slow - burn train as it feels more realistic to me. heavy chemistry between two muses is required , and i don’t write unhealthy ships ( with paula ). they’d also have to be within her age range as well ! feel free to send me a message / suggestion / plot if you think our muses could be a good fit together && we could for sure talk out possibilities and plan out a timeline of events that happen with the both of them before establishing a blog - canon connection. this blog is multiship , but i consider each ship to be in it’s own universe rather than multiple partners in one ( unless it’s an established poly ship ) , as that is not everyone’s cup of tea. i also won’t ship with writers who are under the age of 16 years , no matter the age of our muses due to personal comfort , but regular interactions are welcome !

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 ]  :  for the most part , my tags follow the format of --  ♡  ៸៸  tag. i’m wholeheartedly open to tagging triggers with my usual tag format , as well as any specific tags you have blacklisted , i don’t mind ! personally , i have no triggers myself but i would very much appreciate if anything in relation to smut was tagged just so i can filter it out !

[  ♡  ៸៸  # 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒 ]  :  if you use art that isn’t yours , make sure to credit it ! i’ll have a tag entirely dedicated to the art that i use on this blog , as well as the credits logged here to make it easier to navigate !!

that’s pretty much a wrap on my rules here , if you read through all of it you’re free to send in ‘’ miss jones ! ‘’ just so i know you’ve read , but you’re totally fine if you dont !

[pauling-in-red]

"Hey, Pauling here."

This account is for work only. I'm here to keep an eye on what my mercenaries are saying on here to make sure they're representing Mann Co. properly, working hard, that sort of thing. Okay? You reading this, Scout? This is not a place for you to speak to me unless it's about work.

Feel free to ask me stuff as long as it's important or work-related. No Scout, it's not important. Go ask someone else, please.

Currently the only tag I use regularly is #pauling is working. Sometimes I'll use #fortress interactions when I'm talking to my team.

...Are they done reading? Okay. Yes, I'm an assistant to the CEO of TF Industries. That does mean I work with multiple teams. That's not important for us to dwell on, okay? Thanks.

Source for the banner (their account's deleted, please let me know if they have an account somewhere else so I can credit them properly!):

(Hi! This is a roleplay account for Ms. Pauling!)

- I use any pronouns, neos included and encouraged! I would prefer to be referred to as Soldier. Sorry for being difficult </3 /silly

- I'm an adult. I wouldn't recommend minors interact with this blog as it may involve suggestive content or innuendo (I am a sex-repulsed asexual though, be reasonable or I’ll just ignore you). I can’t guarantee I’ll always remember to tag nsfw. Triggering content may also be discussed here.

- DNIs hurt my brain a little but just: Nazis and alt-right people aren't welcome, anyone who ships pedophilic/incestuous/etc shite isn't welcome (especially if you ship Scout and Spy. Pauling is more than capable in combat. She will kick your ass). I'm not too comfortable with slurs (I don't consider queer to be a slur) and it's not feasible for me to ask people to "prove" they can reclaim a slur so let's just play it safe and say no slurs, please. Thanks guys!

- I'm autistic, be gentle. I can and will misread tone. Sometimes I’m doing it for the bit but sometimes I’m being genuinely oblivious. BE GENTLE.

- This account has a lot of silliness and may diverge from canon quite a bit. If that's not for you, no worries! But this is your warning that you're entering the Silly Zone.

- This is a sideblog to @eagle-head-charge! I'll be following from that account and that sort of thing. If I forget to go Anon and send an ask from Soldier by accident or whatever, now you know why!

- I get very intimidated by roleplay and may reply super late or straight up forget to reply to a thread we're doing. PLEASE DON'T BE AFRAID TO PING ME OR WHATEVER TO REMIND ME TO REPLY TO YOU. I DO CARE AND I AM INTERESTED, I'M JUST FORGETFUL

[bunnyxoboo]

indie. private. selective. SASHA JACKSON of the BRATZ franchise. brought to life by hoops, a black writer.

available verses: main verse, high school verse.

verses under construction: bnha, genpact, hq!!

important notes:

💋 sasha, as well as the rest of the bratz girls, are now 20+ in age as of 2022. her default/main verse will be written as such, exploring what adventures await her into adulthood. adult themes may be present. i have a high school verse for sasha for any muses that are underage or have underage verses, but it will be used sparingly.

💋 sasha is going to be written primarily from my own headcanons & bits from the bratz canon, but she is ultimately canon-divergent.

💋 i will default to using sasha'a animated icons unless otherwise applicable or you ask me to use them ahead of time. i usually always ask whether you would be more comfortable with animated icons or real face icons before interaction.

💋 the main bratz pack is: cloe ( @cloexoangel ) , yasmin ( taking applications ) , jade ( taking applications ) ♥

💋 this blog will have multiple verses available for crossovers and aus. if you don't see a verse listed for your fandom, please ask me! i may just not have it written down yet or i'm in the process of creating it.

💋 this blog is a cute, little, low maintenance hobby for me and i'm gonna treat it as such.

💋 mobile friendly rules + bio under the cut!

Disclaimer:

i do not claim to own any part of sasha jackson’s character or the series she comes from. everything portrayed on this blog is bred from my own creativity and imagination unless sourced otherwise. you, as the consumer are not allowed to copy , re-purpose , distribute , sell , or claim any content on this blog as your own , from its writings to its graphics.

intro

this is an independent , private , and highly selective roleplay blog for sasha jackson from the BRATZ franchise. i go by hoops, my pronouns are they/he. this blog is unaffiliated. my graphics , including my icons , are not for public use. the content on this blog will come from canon material and my own headcanons. i have animated icons and real face icons in my disposal , but i default to animated, unless i see that you use real fc icons too or you ask me to use them ahead of time.

etiquette

i will not tolerate any racism , transphobia , terf / serf / transmed scum , xenophobia & or other traits of general sentient shitstains. keep your drama to yourself. reblog as text , don’t reblog asks for rps , trim your posts , do not use me as a meme resource or hound me for replies , ect.

duplicates

i’ve got anxiety and have had plenty of issues with duplicates in the past to warrant my apprehension of following them. i can’t imagine that the BRATZ fandom is popping, but with that being said, i will not be following duplicates first. i also hold the right to soft block any duplicates who do follow me, that for whatever reason, make me uncomfy. so just know that if you’re a sasha blog that wants to follow me. i DO however, like twin aus, but the only way you’re gonna get a twin au outta me is if we’re friends ooc and discuss it privately first.

shipping

this blog is very selectively multi-ship. organic chemistry is needed to pursue a ship with me in general , but sasha is a picky muse with high standards and a bit of a workaholic, so romance is to be met with patience and effort. as of 2022 and onward, the og BRATZ cast is of age and owns their own business(es) , so you may see sexual content on this blog, which will be placed under read-mores if need be and tagged appropriately. i do practice ship exclusivity of characters and faceclaims , so i expect the same of my shipping partners.

mains + exclusives

like stated above , i do practice ship exclusivity , but not character exclusivity. there’s way too many blogs of each character to only write with one single interpretation; there may be occasional exceptions on this for obscure characters. i will have mains though and you can find those blogs on my connections page, which will also indicate if they’re ship exclusive too. if you want to be a main of mine, we need to not only be actively writing with each other, but also be pals ooc.

miscellaneous

personal blogs will be blocked on sight. we stan multi - muses , women muses , & heterosexual muses in this house. this is just a fun little hobby blog for me, but there could be possible triggers in angst content. all triggers will be tagged as such : trigger word /; ie : violence /. spoilers will be tagged the same way. please use discretion when following. i am 28 years old and i will not be interacting with anyone below the age of 18+, preferred age is 23+. rules are subject to be added , subtracted , or modified as i see fit .

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Name: sasha jackson. Age: 23. Nickname: bunny boo. Gender: cis woman. Orientation: bisexual biromantic. Date Of Birth: august 3rd. Residence: los angeles , california. Occupation: co-founder of BRATZ magazine , co-founder of TALKING BRATZ ,  aspiring music producer , singer , dancer , all around badass. Education: university graduate. Class: wealthy. Virtues: ambitious | athletic | intelligent | honest | protective | organized | generous | observant | stylish. Vices: bad - tempered | controlling | competitive | sarcastic | fierce | workaholic | prideful.

Attitude like Khaleesi

Appearance

standing at an height of 5'8, sasha boasts a slender , toned, & curvy physique honed through many years of dancing. atop her head is a waterfall of dark brown hair, silky and soft to the touch. she switches up the style of her hair often. sasha’s skin is blessed with melanin , noted to darken under the summer sun but not burn. there is not a blemish on her & her skin is even softer than her hair , evidencing that she takes care of herself extensively. under dark, long lashes, her eyes are a bright hazel color with a balanced mixture of green & brown & are one of the most expressive parts of her face. she smells like shea butter , sweet almond oil , vanilla , candied pear , sandalwood , bubble gum , & patchouli. 

you can’t touch my bag, wish you could

Analysis

neutal good. enfj. fire. type 3 - the achiever. choleric. kinesthetic, musical, spatial.

SUN IN LEO:

Leos are bold, warm, and loving. They are also the ultimate performers. They can dazzle with the theatrical flair of a Broadway star and the charisma of a politician. They are captivating personalities. No matter how quickly they’ve just been introduced to a topic, they can speak eloquently about almost anything because they have such a way with words. Leos inject ambition into everything they do. They are ruled by the heart. Their actions are natural and effortless because they are brash and confident and trust their instincts. Leos have an unrelenting appetite for growth that is easily satiated by the praise of others. When they are hurting, it shows. They will use their anger as a protective wall to shield their vulnerabilities. They want to be perceived as unbreakable because they are scared of admitting vulnerability, needing things from other people, or being incomplete.