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[pulchramsolis]

[@xx--ofmanythoughts--xx sent]: ❝ your kingdom will not last. ❞ (Visenya, AU daughter of Daemon and Rheanyra)

King's Landing had fallen.

The women had been separated - the Dowager Queen believed to be locked away with Princess Rhaenyra with the gods knew what had been happening. Abrogail had been with Helaena when the blacks had stormed in. She'd never fought and screamed so hard in her life. Clawing, biting, drawing blood to those who had grabbed her and tore her away from one most precious to her.

Her face was sore, mouth copper coated from her split lips. She was not bound, which was interesting. No dark cell as her chamber, but a little bedroom maybe somewhere in the north of the castle.

Abby searched Visenya's cold features. She was beautiful, like an ice sculpture, but though she shared a mother with the boys, there was no softness there. At least, no softness Abby could find. Her nephews, secret as they were, did not deserve their fates. In Visenya's features, she did not see the softness of Rhaenyra, but the cold, snake like countenance of Daemon Targaryen. Nearly as frightening as his dragon wrym.

The boys were gone. Aegon smuggled out due to his injuries and Sunfyre still in the wild, Aemond was burning the Riverlands. Daeron was somewhere, but surely, surely it would not be long for them to come back and rescue them before the worse happened.

She was shaking with fear and adrenaline, but even with fear, Abby met Visenya's eyes, unflinching. Eyes that she'd shared with Jace, although hers were blue, like her own mother's. There were enough similarities there to be noticed.

What had been done to them all? Fodder for the terrible decisions of their parents.

"Westeros is both of our homes, Princess. Our kingdoms are the same. The good people of this realm are those who are suffering at the hands of dragons on both sides." She was terrified. Her lower lip was trembling, and yet somehow, Abrogail was able to keep her voice steady, her gaze unbroken. "This is what happens when you put the iron throne within Daemon's reach. Bloodshed and murder of innocents. This is why everyone worked so hard to keep that monster away that they chose your mother. And all she did was throw it away for her own selfish desire. How righteous your family is.

"My kingdom falls? I'd rather fall with it than live in one ruled by those who find it just to murder babes in cold blood, you delusional bitch."

[bcneheaded]

Hi hello <3 I'll be very busy this week, but this is open to yall!! Give me a like here and I'll send you like 1-5 memes (or specify how many if you feel like five is excessive or something idk!) As always, multimuse friends please specify a muse or two, ty ty

[ruby-red-inky-blue]

a couple of years back i was pretty vocal about not getting when people complained about their art not getting "enough" notes. but i'm getting to recognise a sub-category of that frustration these days that, in fairness, was maybe what people were talking about all along? but i've also seen other posts mention how fandom spaces feel changed since the last few years, so maybe it's a new thing or at least a thing that hadn't reached my fandom corner until now.

i truly don't mind if my writing doesn't garner a lot of attention (although i say this from a place of priviledge where my writing has so far always garnered some attention, and often a lot more than i anticipated). but what is really starting to grate a little is the amount of attention vs. the amount of reaction. For example, before the latest update on my big multichapter fic, it sat at ~ 33,050 hits. since then the fic has been clicked 400 times. the kudos count went up by maybe three and there were three new bookmarks - this isn't super surprising because i don't expect to be reaching a lot of new people with an unfinished 100+k word fic in a dwindling fandom, and if they're return readers they can't leave new kudos. but five people have commented on the fic since the update. One percent of readers who have clicked on this fic have reacted. Did all these people see it on the recently updated feed, started to read it, didn't vibe with it and moved on? That honestly wouldn't bother me. But it's been steadily gaining attention for the last few weeks, long after it moved off the first page of the recently updated view for the fandom. so rather, I think it's mostly subscribed users (the fic has a little over 400 active subscriptions so that would make sense) or people actively checking back on the fic. in which case they must be at least somewhat invested in it.

and again, i'm not owed any feedback. i put my work out for free and people decide what to do with that. but fandom is a collaborative space, and it's been feeling like less that for a while. people seem less ready for conversation, and i think that's sad, and quite demoralising for creatives (at least for me personally). fandom work isn't meant as bingeable content that you consume and then leave. if you do that on netflix, that's fine, because you're paying the platform and they're at least supposed to recompense the creatives who made the show you just watched. fandom artists don't get that. we make things for the love of it, and because we wanted to share that love. it doesn't feel like sharing though when you put something out there and nothing comes back. it feels like standing in an empty warehouse telling my stories to nobody. and, again, i'm personally lucky enough that it's not like that all the time, but i get why people stop doing it. and i get that engaging with art as an audience member doesn't come easy to everyone, but fandom culture needs it. it's supposed to be an exchange. it's supposed to go both ways, and i think if you want to sustain the culture, you simply need to try and give something back, whatever that is.

because putting something you made out there and nobody looks at it is definitely not a great feeling, but having anonymous masses file by and look at your thing and then meet you with deafening silence feels... worse.

[lazysunjade]

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proactive bottom top. effeminate seme energy. "yehl, but with more testosterone".

[argentinagp]

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[enden-k]

At some point I will def start writing love letters to him, so I hope you're mentally prepared

-anon that proposed to Kaveh

please dont send them to me, i dont wanna come off as mean but i genuinely dont know how to respond anymore to smth like this and i dont wanna keep continuing feeling stressed and uncomfy on this blog anymore

[onigiram]

SCAR'S FAMILY,

A man who would have never left Scar's mother behind had he known she was pregnant. Possessive to a fault, had Scar been raised under his influence - he would've been abandoned in the wilderness under the belief that pain, and suffering brings character and strength. Ruthless and selfish, he doesn't care for anything that doesn't 'belong' to him.

Unknowingly is the reason why Scar's village got attacked - indirectly leading him to becoming who he is today. Much of Scar's character/appearance ironically enough aligns with his absent father's, but his humanity and desire for freeing the world and saving humanity comes from being raised under his mom's love.

STATUS: Deceased.

[shadowedresolve]

"Sakura-san! It feels like it's been forever."

When Toshiro finally made his way back to the real world after believing he might not ever see it again, he knew he might not be able to see the Phantom Thieves for a long time. With what he planned to do - and has done, now- exposing his father's crimes, as well as accepting his own responsibility for staying silent for so long - he'd known that his life would quickly become a chaotic one.

But to call it merely a scandal would be putting it lightly. With the constant attention and scrutiny he was suddenly subjected to, under fire with criticism from all directions and having sent ripples of shock through the entire country - he didn't want to subject those kids to any potential negative attention that might come from being associated with him.

It might've been fine, of course, but it wasn't worth the risk. Anyway, the media had had enough of a field day trying to figure out the truth behind his abrupt disappearance alone, coming up with all kinds of crazy, ridiculous theories... though of course, none even as close to as crazy as the truth. The thought makes him laugh. ...They really have no idea.

But he couldn't keep the poor kids worried any longer after seeing firsthand how worried they were for him. In particular, he's especially glad to be able to meet with Futaba today. He's grateful to each and every one of the Thieves, and they've all wormed their way into his heart, of course, but when he thinks back on his time in the Kingdoms... often, it's Sakura's words to him that he remembers the most.

"I'm sorry about the hassle. Avoiding the media can be a bit of a nightmare, but... let's say I've picked up some tricks along the way!"

@oraclememehacker ( starter for futaba! )

[revengesworn]

It's surreal, seeing Kazutora after so many years have passed.

Mikey hasn't seen any of his former friends in a very long time. He knows what they're doing, where they are- all of them having moved onto better lives, away from the things that might hurt them, away from him. It makes a bitterness bubble up in his stomach every time he thinks of it - but even that bitterness is muted, not enough to fill up the emptiness in his heart.

But Kazutora... might be the strangest one of all to see now. Mikey knew that he was released from prison not long ago, of course, but somehow seeing him free is a strange feeling, one he can't put into words.

Mikey gave up everything to protect him. To protect all of them. And yet, when he looks at the face of the man he once called his friend, he feels next to nothing at all. ...He's so tired.

"Kazutora. It's been a long time."

It's too late to pretend he hasn't seen Kazutora now. And by the looks of things, Mikey gets the impression that he might even have been looking for him. ...Why?

"Why are you here?"

@deathfavor ( starter for kazutora! )

[pulchramsolis]

[@inmydrcams sent] “Are you drunk?” all the memes all the time

Abrogail looked at her cousin, the bottle of Arbor red half empty beside her where she lounged on the chaise in the queen's bedroom. "Yes, a little," she admitted, taking another swig of the pilfered bottle. "Got this off your eldest. Not as good as a Dornish but it'll suffice. Here," she handed the bottle towards Alicent with a crooked grin. "You look like you could need it. I certainly do. Your husband continues to test my patience."

The wasted, wastrel king had only grown more dour, more childish since Rhaenyra and her brood had left the keep, poor Aemond lacking any true justice that he was due and each week that went by, Abrogail Strong, spurred by her own grief and loss, was getting antsier. "If Aegon is to be king, he's going to need a better match than his sister. He's going to need someone to keep him in line." She made a face. "Almost a pity I haven't popped a kid out yet. My daughter would make a fine queen."

[miidnighters]

@interxstitial said "can we call it even ?"

"No one's keeping score, baby." Hartley tells him gently, wiping a little bit of blood from her cheek. While she's not technically in the Marked, she's affiliated enough through her relationship with Iris and Cruor, not to mention the rest of the rotating cast they brought into her life.

Juniper was by far the sweetest, which is why she never minds putting her hunting background to good use and making some of the notches from the tally a little easier for him to achieve.

This time, he'd gotten the first blow - distracted the creature who would have taken her by surprise otherwise, which had then been quickly dispatched by the both of them.

"You don't have to try and keep things even with me."

[handsomethrowrug]

OOC:

[unladielike]

To be honest, I could bring myself to get with the times and add an 'Affiliated with' and 'Mains' section on Vivian's Pinned Post like all the youngins on here, but I'm cursed with the affliction of threads on this blog rarely extending past two notes due to the fact I have abysmal luck when it comes to pulling roleplay partners that won't vanish/deactivate on me, so realistically speaking, @illholy, @spiritpyro, and @dis--parity would be the only ones I could say I'm affiliated with... while my mains would probably be a constant '???', just because I'm uncertain on who even considers me a main at this point.

I mean, I'm fine with not being considered an affiliate in return, especially since Judith is permanently a part of Vivian's default canon verse for example regardless, but mains wise, I don't wanna assume stuff or be presumptuous... so for the longest time, I opt not to update my Pinned Post. Like, perhaps one day, Vivian would end up being important to more muses, but she tends to not receive much engagement compared to other blogs, I'm unconsciously all, 'God, who even wants this trash girl as their main?'.

Granted, I know I should probably be more confident about my OC since I've been writing her for ages now; only... even after all the time, I still can't help being self-conscious about Vivian, since I get the sense I'm the black sheep of the RPC and I know her personality can be a lot.

[enden-k]

late ass reply to this but yes he dooo

[ducknotinarow]

@questionablemuses said "God, I hate what you fucking do to me." Adam growls out, his gaze searching Mammon's. "Every fucking time I try to block you from my mind, I end up chasing after you. Did you know that? That you have that much affect on me?" ( uwu have a very bitter ex @ questionablemuses )

Mammon was still dealing with the after math of his last clown pagent yeah sure he gained a brand new act. And he'll they proved him wrong on not finding women funny so good for them plus a twin act? Was hot and easy to sell.

But losing Fizz? And in the way he had? That had taken quite. A hit to him so who better to visit and cheer up with then his old flame Adam?

"God, I hate what you fucking do to me."

"Sure ya do babe ain't thst way your eyes just sparkle the second you seem me come to visit you" He teases as he blows a little kiss Adam's way he always ate up thier reactions to his advances. He wasn't some.idiot he knew the Angel still had feelings for him even to this day.

"Every fucking time I try to block you from my mind, I end up chasing after you. Did you know that? That you have that much affect on me?"

"Aww come on you making it sound like a bad thing that you still got the hots for all of this" He says as he gestures to himself. As he flashes Adam wide smug filled grin. Moving over to them as he bays his eyes at the Angel. "You know you want me and I know you want me so why we fooling anyone. Only one who wanna act like that ain't ture is you Adam~ and ya know it's cute but gotta be so hard to deny yourself having me ain't it?" Mammon eggs on he knows jsut how to push his ex buttons how to mess with them and get under thier skin.

And boy dose he love all the attetion he is given by doing as such. It really was the cure he needed for his damped mood after everything that happened at least he still had his Angel to mess around with.

[onigiram]

𝐒𝐇𝐄❜𝐒    𝐒𝐎    𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄    𝐇𝐄    𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃    𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓    𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇    𝐇𝐄𝐑 .    ah ,    how    precious    the    madame    magistrate    is ;    does    she    fathom    how    her    words    set    his    heart    to    a    frenzied    race ?    her    attention ,    a    delectable    nectar ,    her    deliberate    gaze ,    and    caustic    tone    stoke    the    flames    of    his    desire .    he    leans    forward ,    muscles    straining    against    his    restraints ,    yearning    to    inch    closer    to    her .    he    is    helplessly    drawn    into    her    orbit ,    now    that    she    has    willingly    graced    him    with    her    interaction .    ❛    who    speaks    of    control ?    we    only    seek    to    be    understood .    ❜    for    a    fleeting    moment ,    he    muses    on    what    her    cherished    subjects    might    think ,    were    they    to    witness    her    engaging    in    such    casual    conversation    with    him    -    one    of    her    city's    most    wanted    and    reviled    enemies .    ❛    you're    mistaken    -    the    fractsidus ...    we    aren't    jailors .    you    can    consider    us ...    educators ,    really .    is    it    so    wrong    to    want    to    teach    the    world    of    the    actual    truths ?    ❜

❛    are    we    truly    so    different    ,    jinhsi    ?    aren't    we    both    seeking    to    provide    for    the    people    ?    ❜    his    eyes    flash    ,    the    grin    on    his    lips    widening    to    a    toothy    sneer    .    ❛    only ...    you    seem    to    care    about repeating    the    same    cycle    that    befalls    humanity    in    its    loop    of    stagnation    ,    the    very    same    loop    that'll    lead    to    our    extinction    .    ❜

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