#stark daugther

[misschris1412]

Danielle rose russell : Jordan Stark

[bluemargotrobbie]

#BARBIE & #ALEX

En un universo representa a unos hermanos y en otro a una pareja, puede ser Aemma y Cregan o Ivar y Seren

AEMMA

📚: 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 (publicado)

🖋: LunaticaBlack (wattpad)

🌎: HOTD

💌: Aemond, Aegon T& Cregan Stark

👤: Aemma Velaryon

MÁS ALLÁ DEL DESTINO

📚: 𝙈𝘼𝙎 𝘼𝙇𝙇𝘼 𝘿𝙀𝙇 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙊 (publicado)

🖋: Sol_Andersen93 (wattpad)

🌎: Vikings

💌: Ragnar Lothbrock & Bjorn Ironside

👤: Elizabeth

[hyacinthecanard]

The traitor's daugther.

"And there in the midst was Sansa, dressed in sky-blue silk, with her long auburn hair washed and curled and silver bracelets on her wrists. Arya scowled, wondering what her sister was doing here, why she looked so happy." AGOT, Arya V.

My own interpretation of Eddard Stark's beheading time. I know there are a lot of representation of it already, but I don't know, I had a composition in mind and wanted to do it, plus treat myself with cool fashion.

And to illustrate such a pivoting event for Sansa of course. I just love her character so much and relate to the way her narrative depicts girlhood trauma. She also often reminds me of my own older sister for some reason.

[gay-dorito-dust]

🐧

Same!! Cannibal might even have tried to make other dragons see his way of thinking and ended like "ok then you are dinner"

They are just amazing creatures and I see them more of gods than animals tbh. Maybe you can gain their respect but its not that easy tbh. All that "we got dragons blood so we can ride them" is just plot to me and fair, thats the show (im only seeing it because of the dragons tbh).

But i can see what you mean by your last words!! Bonded dragons totally feel what their riders feel and can see if reader is a person worth their time and trust. Maybe if their rider loves reader like a lot the dragon itslef will feel it too. (Not the case with canon hotd characters lol) tho platonic love can play too. Like mother + sons/daugthers love, that dragon IS defending them!!

Till the original rider dies lol then the dragon may not care who comes next to "claim" them. Vaghar baby you deserve so much better ☹ !!

I would like to think that after reader, Cannibal isn’t claiming another rider cuz reader actually treated him with respect, honour and dignity which is what made them so unique.

They saw dragons as gods, not the people riding them.

You can try to gain a dragons respect but that respect can only stretch so far before they realised you’re not as special as you claim, blood of the dragon or not. (Aemond and Vhagar for prime example)

Unpopular opinion but I think they Vhagar should’ve been left alone and riderless, she’s done and seen too much shit in her old age, let her retire but no Targaryens are going to Targaryens and that’s why their house fell the way it did.

(House stark for life mother fucker)

The dragons of riders who died might stick with reader for a bit and protect them, so imagine if they get claimed by someone else and that person wanted to hurt reader? That dragon is automatically not gonna go through with it and fling the rider off of their back and eat them or something.

I just want dragons to be dragons and no mindless creatures when they are so much more!

[rhaenysaemma22]

Dragons Do Not Bow

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Underage Sex

Categories: F/F, M/M, F/M

Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), Game of Thrones (TV)

Relationships: Aemma Arryn/Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Aemma Arryn & Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Rhaenyra Targaryen/Laena Velaryon (Daughter of Corlys), Visenya Targaryen (Daugther of Rhaenys)/Neirys Westerling, Aemon ll Targaryen (Son of Rhaenys)/Laenor Velaryon, Jocelyn ll Targaryen (Daugther of Rhaenys)/Gregan Stark, Jeyne Arryn/Helaena Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen/Oscar Tully, Alysanne Targaryen & Aérea Targaryen

Characters: Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Aemma Arryn, Daemon Targaryen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Laena Velaryon (Daughter of Corlys), Laenor Velaryon, Helaena Targaryen, Visenya Targaryen (Daugther of Rhaenys), Aemon ll Targaryen (Son of Rhaenys), Jocelyn ll Targaryen (Daugther of Rhaenys), Oscar Tully, Corlys "The Sea Snake" Velaryon, Otto Hightower, Alicent Hightower, Viserys I Targaryen, Aegon II Targaryen, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Balerion | Aegon I Targaryen's Dragon, Syrax | Rhaenyra Targaryen's Dragon, Meleys | Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon's Dragon, Seasmoke | Addam Velaryon's Dragon, Vermithor | Jaehaerys I Targaryen's Dragon, Silverwing | Alysanne Targaryen's Dragon, Dreamfyre | Helaena Targaryen's Dragon, Cannibal the Wild Dragon (A Song of Ice and Fire), Tessarion | Daeron Targaryen's Dragon, Caraxes | Daemon Targaryen's Dragon

Additional Tags: Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Obsessive Behavior, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha Rhaenyra Targaryen, Alpha Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon, Omega Aemma Arryn, Alpha Daemon Targaryen, Omega Óscar Tully, Omega Aemon ll Targaryen, Omega Jocelyn ll Targaryen, Omega Helaena Targaryen, Alpha Visenya Targaryen, Girl Penis, Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Pregnancy, Pregnancy, Beta Viserys I Targaryen, Beta Aegon II Targaryen, Beta Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Beta Otto Hightower, Beta Alicent Hightower, Omega Neirys Westerling, Alpha Laenor Velaryon, Alpha Cregan Stark, Alpha Jeyne Arryn, Omega Laena Velaryon (Daughter of Corlys), rhaenyra - Freeform, Visenya - Freeform, los gemelos Aemon ll y Jocelyn ll y Helaena son hijos de Aemma y Rhaenys

[caswensworld]

Can you make one OC of White Queen daugther

Here you go! Miriam, the daughter of the White Queen, the big sister of the Queen of Hearts…I got very creative with Wonderland

Miriam is a creature of silence, accustomed to being seen and not heard. Years of being treated as a slave by her mother have instilled in her an unwavering obedience to authority. She fears defying her mother's every whim. Despite her fear, Miriam yearns to break free from her mother's control and live a life of her own. She is stifled by the expectations placed upon her. Craving connection and love, she finds herself drawn to stories of Princess Red, admiring her rebellious spirit and how she always stays true to herself. This fuels a secret desire to find belonging and acceptance. Miriam harbors a belief in her own hidden potential, a belief fostered by the tales she hears of her cousin, Princess Red. But she has been denied the opportunity to explore it, held back by her mother's suffocating grip.

Miriam is a vision of pale beauty, her long, straight white hair cascading down her back like a silken waterfall, a stark contrast to the bright blue of her eyes. Her features are delicate and refined, mirroring her mother's imposing presence. As a symbol of her lineage, she wears a choker necklace and earrings adorned with a crown symbol, both crafted in pure white silver. Miriam favors elaborate dresses, leather capes, heeled boots, and jewelry, all in the color white, making her appear as a walking embodiment of her mother. Her skin, though flawless, is perpetually pale, reflecting the lack of sunlight in her life. Her posture is slightly hunched, as if perpetually bracing for a blow.

**Background:**

Miriam is the daughter of the Mirana, the tyrannical White Queen who was banished from Wonderland by her sister, the Queen of Hearts. She was raised in isolation under her mother's iron fist, her life dictated by Mirana's obsessive desire for revenge. Miriam has never truly known a life outside her mother's suffocating control. She has never experienced genuine friendship, love, or the joy of self-expression.

**Additional Information:**

Miriam's name, meaning 'bitter,' is a cruel irony considering her longing for a life free from her mother's bitterness and pain.

She carries a secret diary, a hidden space where she can express her longings and fears. This diary is her only outlet for her true thoughts and feelings.

Miriam is deeply conflicted. While she feels powerless against her mother's will, she secretly dreams of breaking free and finding her own path. She is a walking paradox, a shadow of her mother, yet yearning for the light.

Miriam is a complex character, trapped between fear and hope. She is a story of suppressed potential waiting to be unleashed. Her journey is one of personal growth, finding her voice, and embracing the courage to forge her own destiny, even if it means defying the powerful shadow of her mother.

I got another WK (Wonderland Kid) coming in a few

[kellyvela]

Did you notice how, as we get closer to the second season premiere of HOTD, the more the Targies Fans get agitated and start using their Headcanons over certain events? I was looking at Reddit and Facebook and people talk about Jace and Cregan with a naturalness that makes me nauseous, all because they do not accept Sara Snow and what her character represents for the story as a whole.

Cregan/Jace is something so weird, but targies tend to ship every targie that visits Winterfell with the Lord Stark on duty. The same happened with Good Queen Alysanne with Lord Alaric Stark. There's even a theory that one of Alysanne/Jaehaerys children was Lord Alaric's biological daugther, because of her appearance:

As a baby, Alyssa resembled her deceased sister Daenerys, but this resemblance faded as Alyssa aged. She became long-faced and skinny. She had dirty blond tangled hair, without a trace of silver. She had mismatched eyes, one violet, the other green. She had big ears and a lopsided smile. At the age of six she broke her nose, which healed crooked.

Meanwhile there's an actual textual evidence, even if it's just a rumor from Mushroom, of a romance between a Targ Prince and a Stark girl but they prefer to ignore it and replace it with a headcanon . . . .

But nothing is more weird than Aemond/Lucerys . . . . This is something beyond me . . . . I mean, Lucerys gauged Aemond's eye and later Aemond killed/caused the death of Lucerys . . . . But oh well, they still ship jonerice . . . .

[astormofsilk]

💋(3/3 for @poweresides Sansa and Cersei)

Cersei looked over the night sky, still feeling shaken from the events of the day. Lord Stark had been thrown into the Black Cells and she didn’t know how well she was going to handle this going forward. Could she pretend it was a fit of madness following the death of her husband? Could she pretend she was pregnant again and her mind wasn’t her own? Eddard Stark was a smart man, but maybe an agreement could be reached between them, he leaves and never darkens her door again and she lets him leave. Sighing into her cup she looked back over her shoulder to her bed, wherein her daughter and Stark’s eldest girl had fallen asleep. Cersei wanted them close, knowing all to well how vulnerable little girls can be.

Coming over to the bed she smoothed her heads over her daugther’s hair, leaning down to kiss as her forehead. Moving to Sansa she ran her fingers into the girl’s red locks, letting them shift like silk over her hand as she sat on the bed. Allowing the girls to settle back into their sleep she drew the blankets up higher on their shoulders, leaning over and kissing at Sansa’s cheek. Humming a lullaby she sat with the two of them, her mind a mess of future plans and darks clouds.

[ancestorsofjudah]

2 Kings 22: 1-7. "The Book of the Law."

Until now, no one would accuse Jewish people of being less than neurotic about their religion and the destiny they have come to believe was carved out for them by the Torah.

Following is likely to be some welcome insight into the precariousness all Jews have felt pressuring them to accept the scorn of God and man alike for all time.

The Book of Joshua, called the "extra portion" by the Rab, states we abandon stark religious observances once they become second nature. The second nature is born after the first, the animal nature is subsumed by the study of the Torah. The final stage, which the Melachim states after the Book of Joshua is niether this nor that, but free of the burden of all presupposition, superstition, delusion, and tradition. It is a Jew's destiny to use the means God gave him to be completely and utterly free to be his own person as he sees fit, with one condition- attainment to Ha Shem.

This means one's only remaining commitment is to know all that can be known during one's lifetime knowing, without forgetting how it is even possible. The Melachim says this is the only way one can hope to please God. No Mitzvot, Decrees, no more Mishpatim and Tzavs, Edoms or Sefirot, just Ha Shem.

The end of the trail begins with an object lesson called Josiah which means "The fire offering of despair." His mother's name, Jedidah, which means "love bringer" was the daugther of Adaiah "to bear witness of the changes brought on by the Passover via the ornaments and traditions" from Bozkath, "as God said we are entitled."

The root ידד (yadad) has to do with love, and that mostly in the affectionate, physical sense. Adjective ידיד (yadid) means beloved or lovely. Noun ידידות (yedidot) means love, as in "a song of love" and noun ידידות (yedidut), meaning love in the sense of beloved one.

Curiously, an identical verb ידד (yadad II) means to cast a lot and instead of being kin to the previous, it appears to be related to the verb ידה (yada), which originally meant to cast but which evolved to mean to praise.

Unused verb דוד (dwd) probably meant to gently swing, dandle, fondle. Noun דוד (dod) or דד (dod) means beloved or loved one, and may also describe one's uncle. The feminine version, דודה (doda), means aunt. Noun דודי (duday) literally means a "love-bringer" and describes a mandrake. Noun דוד (dud) refers to a kind of pot or jar (perhaps one that was rocked or stirred?).

Root עדד ('adad) describes a repeated passing by or over, or a repeated encountering. Noun עדה ('idda) describes any well-worn item.

Verb עדה ('ada I) means to advance or pass on. Nouns עד ('ad) and ועד (w'ad) describe the difficult concept of a future era advancing upon the now, or else the prey or booty upon which a predator advances. The conjunction עד ('ad) or עדי ('ady) means "as far as" or until.

The same verb, namely עדה ('ada II) is used to mean to adorn or ornament oneself — that is: to have items approach the canvas of one's bulk in order to testify of some social rank or perhaps the trade or order one belongs to. Noun עדי ('adi) means ornamentation: fancy or declarative things worn on one's body or clothes.

Verb יעד (ya'ad) means to meet, habitually and repeatedly rather than incidentally. Noun עדה ('eda) means congregation or some other joint collective. Nouns מועד (mo'ed), מועד (mo'ad) and מועדה (mu'ada) describe a place (or time) of meeting.

Verb עוד ('ud) means to return and repeat. Noun עוד ('od) denotes an addition, repetition or continuance. Nouns עד ('ed), עדה ('eda), עדה ('eda), עדת ('edut), עדות ('edut) and תעודה (te'uda) all mean witness or testimony in various nuances, and verb עוד ('ud) means to bear witness.

The struggle between the ethical and unethical self must be won. This, dear ones, is the meaning of Shabbat, to witness future retribution pass harmlessly by in the wake of the exhaustion of one's tendencies for criminal licentiousness and faithlessness and then to be able to live free of their siren's songs leading to Josiah, the end of despair:

The Book of the Law Found

22 Josiah was eight years old when he became king, and he reigned in Jerusalem thirty-one years. His mother’s name was Jedidah daughter of Adaiah; she was from Bozkath. 

2 He did what was right in the eyes of the Lord and followed completely the ways of his father David, not turning aside to the right or to the left.

3 In the eighteenth year of his reign, King Josiah sent the secretary, Shaphan son of Azaliah, the son of Meshullam, to the temple of the Lord. He said: 

4 “Go up to Hilkiah the high priest and have him get ready the money that has been brought into the temple of the Lord, which the doorkeepers have collected from the people. 

5 Have them entrust it to the men appointed to supervise the work on the temple. And have these men pay the workers who repair the temple of the Lord— 

6 the carpenters, the builders and the masons. Also have them purchase timber and dressed stone to repair the temple. 

7 But they need not account for the money entrusted to them, because they are honest in their dealings.”

As we are aware, there are Seven Days associated with most of the Offices in the Torah and Tanakh. The Values in Gematria for the above seven verses are:

v. 1: The number of years associated with a Reign are not linear the way we think they are in English. They represent a kind of word problem that can only be solved using Gematria. The Value in Gematria is 10846, יחדו‎ ‎"together."

v. 2: the Value in Gematria is 9363, טג‎‎וג‎‎, tagore, "the melee."

v. 3: The Secretary, Shaphan=the gather in the North.

Verb צפה (sapa) speaks of covering, whether a literal covering of an item with an overlay like gold or the figurative covering of watchman's surroundings by his watchful gaze. In cognate languages this verb also means to hope.

Noun צפיה (sippiya) means lookout post and noun מצפה (mispeh) means watchtower. Noun צפוי (sippuy) means plating, noun צפית (sapit) means rug or carpet, and noun צפת (sepet) refers to the plated capital of a pillar.

Verb צוף (sup) means to flow or float on top of something else. Noun צוף (sup) describes a honeycomb, or rather the structure of hexagonal cells upon which honey floats. Verb צפה (sapa) means outflow.

Verb צפן (sapan) means to hide or store up. Nouns צפין (sapin) and מצפון (maspon) describe a mass of predominantly static wealth. Noun צפון (sapon) means north, as for unexplained reasons the Bible considers the north a place of gathering. Noun or adjective צפוני (seponi) means northern or northern one.

Secretaries record the instructions between the King and the Court. This means all the knowledge of the Torah and Tanakh no longer reside in books or the Shul but are like honey stored in the honeycombs of the brain, and "azaliah" assumes a higher state as Meshullam, the maker of the peace:

Preposition אצל ('esel) means beside and denominative verb אצל ('asal) means to approximate or disintegrate — i.e. to move toward a position just next of a solid state. Noun אציל ('asil) describes an item, condition or status that sits just next to another (greater, better, higher) item, condition or status.

After we are exposed to all that religious stuff growing up and in young adulthood, eventually it is time to grow up and make peace with the cosmos for all it has (apparently) done to us.

The Value in Gematria is 5835, ההחג‎ ‎ ‎"the Holiday" = Shabbat.

v. 4: Hilkiah means to "seduce to the pleasant side of things."

The High Priest is the soul, the doorkeepers are the eyes and ears. All the information, lessons, and good sense one obtains from Judaism one must use in order to find what is beautiful and meaningful about this life: The Value in Gematria is 7612, ב‎זוא‎ , "in this", "that which is present at all times."

v. 5: the Value in Gematria is 9893, ט‎חטג‎, "that's right, you will mock." Just as Hagar, the reward, mother of Ishmael "to hear, obey and report" was mocked, she was personally attended to by God when she was in exile with her infant son. Great things happened afterward.

v. 6: Carpenters change things by design, builders implement the designs, stonemasons ensure moral development. To purchase timber and stone is to add raw humanity to the design in order to reinforce as the above says an easily attained ethical way of life that is also pleasant is fully possible. If we do more than believe this, the Third Temple will rise.

The Value in Gematria is 4576, דהזו‎ ‎, this is it.

v. 7: the Value in Gematria is 4772, ד‎זז‎‎ב‎, the 4th.

"Remember the Sabbath Day, to keep it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work; but the seventh day is a Sabbath unto the Lord your G‑d. On it you shall not do any manner of work — you, your son, your daughter, your man-servant, your maid-servant, your cattle, and your stranger that is within your gates. For in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea and all that in them is, and rested on the seventh day; wherefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath Day, and hallowed it."

Turning neither this way nor that, but by being present to that which is of the essence of the sacred, one achieves Shabbat and also the stranger that was waiting within one's own house.

For the King, Queen, Prince or Princess of the Kingdom of Israel, this means the House must always be upright and journeying straight towards that which is beneficial to the world.

Open the door to those who want to partake of the God of Sinai and help them find Ha Shem and ultimate freedom. The rest, feed to the god Ashur.

[maid-with-sunset-in-her-hair]

#i think i would like this more if Lancel hadn't decided to take a turn for religious extremism in AFFC #instead of doing his duty for the smallfolk of Darry

@agentrouka-blog ​actually, Lancel giving up his duties and rights to the Darry lands is what makes me think his endgame will be becoming Lord of Casterly Rock? He was initially granted those lands because the Lannisters were trying to steal them from the rightful heiress:

A more significant lordship by far was granted to Ser Lancel Lannister. Joffrey awarded him the lands, castle, and rights of House Darry, whose last child lord had perished during the fighting in the riverlands, "leaving no trueborn heirs of lawful Darry blood, but only a bastard cousin." (ACOK Sansa VIII)

The phrasing makes it sound like the child lord accidentally died during the fighting, when in reality he was needlessly murdered by Gregor Clegane, but also his aunt Mariya Darry is still alive. By law, the lands should pass to her, but because she’s married to Merret Frey and the Freys were allied by the Starks at that time, the Lannisters shamelessly lie about the lack of heirs to try to steal her inheritance.

After the Red Wedding, Kevan magically remembers Mariya’s existence and marries Lancel to her eldest daugther Amarai Frey to try to legitimatize this usurpation:

As he waited for a response from the castle, Jaime eyed the banner floating brown and crimson above his cousin's barbican. Lancel had taken to quartering the lion of Lannister with the Darry plowman, it would seem. He saw his uncle's hand in that, as in Lancel's choice of bride. House Darry had ruled these lands since the Andals cast down the First Men. No doubt Ser Kevan realized that his son would have an easier time of it if the peasants saw him as a continuation of the old line, holding these lands by right of marriage rather than royal decree. (AFFC Jaime IV)

Understandably, Mariya never shows any anger in front of Jaime, but she’s probably isn't happy that the Lannisters killed her brother, nephew and son-in-law and then stole her childhood home, downgrading her daughter from heirness to wife.

Lancel admired Jaime and only wanted to be like him, but when Jaime tells him to consummate his marriage and participate in the subjugation of the Riverlands, Lancel refuses:

"If I do, will you eat a bowl of porridge?" When his coz did not answer, Jaime sighed. "You should be sleeping with your wife, not with the Maid. You need a son with Darry blood if you want to keep this castle."

"A pile of cold stones. I never asked for it. I never wanted it. I only wanted..." Lancel shuddered. "Seven save me, but I wanted to be you."

Jaime had to laugh. "Better me than Blessed Baelor. Darry needs a lion, coz. So does your little Frey. She gets moist between the legs every time someone mentions Hardstone. If she hasn't bedded him yet, she will soon."

"If she loves him, I wish them joy of one another."

(...)

"You are not wrong," said Lancel, "but my folly is behind me, ser. I have asked the Father Above to show me the way, and he has. I am renouncing this lordship and this wife. Hardstone is welcome to the both of them, if he likes. On the morrow I will return to King's Landing and swear my sword to the new High Septon and the Seven. I mean to take vows and join the Warrior's Sons." (AFFC Jaime VI)

I think that GRRM wrote this chapter not only to advance Jaime’s arc, but also to justify why Lancel will inherit Casterly Rock. He reminds us that Lancel’s only crime is poisoning Cersei's abusive husband to protect her, and then he makes sure we know Lancel refuses to benefit from the atrocities committed by the Lannisters and the Freys. Even if his decision is fueled by religious fanaticism and sexual trauma, renouncing his titles is still the right thing to do. This makes Lancel and Tyrion foils of each other: both their fathers married them off to steal a woman's inheritance, and both never consummated their marriage, but only one will choose to annul it, and only one will be Lord of Casterly Rock.

I’m completely sure that Lancel Lannister will not only survive to the end of the series, but also inherit Casterly Rock after Cersei and her children die. She always wanted to be Tywin’s heir, and resented Jaime for getting that by virtue of his gender, so what better narrative punishment than the inheritance she always wanted going to the cousin she sexually abused? Lancel looks like Jaime and only wanted to be like him growing up, so it makes sense if his endgame is becoming the Lord of the Westerlands, becoming what Jaime could’ve been if he hadn’t given up his lands and titles for Cersei.

Not to mention that GRRM will probably want to resolve the conflict between the Lannisters and the Starks before the series’ end, and unfortunately for all the pedo shippers who wanted Sansa’s forced marriage to Tyrion to become the cornerstone of peace, Lancel and Sansa being the ones that sign the armistice is more thematically coherent. She saved his life during the Battle of the Blackwater even though he was her enemy, and a Lannister always pays his debts. Peace will be born from an act of mercy, not from Tywin’s attempt to steal a girl’s inheritance and subjugate the North.

[misschris1412]

Fanfiction projet

Candice Accola King : Samantha (Sam/Vicky) Victoria Stark

Adelaine Kane : Jessie Justice (JJ) Jenkins Strange 

[hor-wod-flir]

Hello and welcome to the fr tumblr community, we always love new people!

All of them are regened to fit my own scries quite a few are also homebred and I love them all SO much.

Mother and Daugther, both home bred, Myransori and Rondra.

Cabochon, she was bred for a different project but too pretty to not keep her.

RraSharr, was bred from a fodder clutch, with I think glimmer, but the Flecks just fit her so amazing and she is a big love of mine.

MhaHuin and Arantalwa, a pair of mine. MhaHuin was from a casual clutch but she came with Primal Eyes and a Multigaze clutchmate. She stayed in my hibden with no real use until the Aethers came around. Mharhuin is a son of Rondra and her mate and is technically a faulty offpsring of them but damn does he make an amazing aether. One day I have to get them both umas.

Sombre and Kythari. Both not bred by me but I bought them as a Spiral and a Goaler, for these specific scries I came up with when the Undertides were released. Finding and breeding them unrealted mates was a pain in my ass but since I love the female pose so much better the girls have my HEART and the boys are just good bois.

My still unnamed Tony Stark fan dragons. I did not breed them but the amount of dragons I bough and sold again in a frenzy to find the ones with the perfect eye color counts, plus I did breed change, gened them up and nested and hatched their kids all in like an hour time span? The reason they are not named yet is because I wanna make it Tony Stark or Iron Man related but also fit the fantasy name theme of my lair.

I could go on for like 20 more dragons but I rambled enough about them! :D

Anyway I'd love to get more involved in the fr Tumblr community than just feverishly reblogging outfits so if anyone's looking for mutuals ... ^-^ show me yore dragons perhaps?

[afictionaladventure16]

Safe and Sound (Robert Downey Jr. x Daughter!Reader)

Chapter 1

Masterlist

Warnings: fluff? *Shrugs* kidnapping and a gif that includes young RDJ that will make you feel things. 

Word Count: 1,732

A/N: Since I’ve got a good amount of response by just posting the master list for this series, I’ve decided to post the first Chapter... so enjoy! FEEDBACK IS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED! <3

Deborah let out a piercing scream as she pushed through the contraction, she remembered why she didn’t want another child. She hated childbirth with a passion if anything it was the worst pain she had ever felt. Robert felt enormous gratitude towards his wife as he held onto her hand, “you’re doing great, Deb,” he said as he placed a soft kiss on her temple.

“Come on, baby,” Deborah's voice was strained as she gave one more push, she was talking to the baby in hopes that it’d listen. She doesn’t know why she said it but she did. Post-birth was going to be a bitch and Deborah knew it.

The sounds of a wailing baby filled the room, Deborah let out a relieved sigh as she laid back on the hospital bed, “it’s a girl!” The doctor yelled.

Robert looked over at Deb, he’s always wanted a baby girl, “we have a girl,” he said as he placed a gentle kiss on Deborah's lips.

“Dad, want to cut the umbilical cord?” Robert perked up as the doctor placed his baby girl on her mother's chest. The doctor handed Robert the medical scissors, guiding him through the cut. Robert couldn’t help but look at his baby girl in awe.

“Date of birth, December 25th, 1998 at Seven Thirty-Six A.M.” A nurse said as she began writing it down on the birth certificate, “Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Downey on your Christmas baby.”

Deborah looked down at her daughter that was laid in her arms, “our Christmas baby,” she repeated softly. She may have hated giving birth but once she set her eyes on her baby girl she knew it was all worth it in the end.

“This is the best Christmas ever,” Robert said.

“Do you guys have a name for her?” The nurse asked.

Deborah looked over at Robert, “I thought it was going to be a boy,” she began to say, “I only had boy names in mind.”

Robert smiled, he knew exactly what to name her, he’s been waiting for this day for years. “What about y/n?”

Deborah grinned, “y/n,” she looked back down at the bundle of joy in her arms, “I love that name.”

“Y/N Downey, it’s perfect,” Robert said. The nurse wrote it down, congratulating the happy couple once more.

Deborah chuckled, “poor Indio was so excited to open presents today,” she said softly, “this is sure going to be the start of their sibling rivalry.”

Robert laughed, “definitely, he’s not gonna let this little one forget it.” The couple watched their baby girl sleep in silence as she laid in her mother's arms, they had no words. They were just madly in love with her. Robert swore to himself that he would protect her no matter what.

After a while they took the baby to get cleaned up some more, they moved Deborah in her recovery room. Robert left his wife to get his son, that was waiting in the waiting room with his parents. Moments later, Robert walked in holding his five-year-old son, he smiled as he saw his wife holding their daughter, “want to meet your baby sister?” Robert said softly to his son as he walked over to the bed, he gently placed Indio on the bed.

The young boy looked at the baby, bewildered, “is that my Christmas gift?” he asked in an innocent tone.

The couple laughed, “well, you can say that” Deborah said in a laughing manner.

“She’s the families Christmas gift,” Robert explained.

Indio scrunched up his nose as his baby sister slept, “what’s her name?”

“Her name is y/n,” Robert said softly.

“Y/N? That’s a funky name,” Indio said with a hint of disgust in his voice.

Deborah chuckled, “it’s not a funky name, it’s a beautiful name.”

The little boy shrugged, “Hey buddy,” Robert said softly as he looked at his son, “what do you think of being a big brother?” He shrugged once more, “well, you’re gonna have to help me protect your baby sister, do you think you can handle that?” Deborah smiled at the scene in front of her, as her son gave his dad a big nod with a huge smile. She was in love with the family that she had, hoping that it stayed that way.

December 28th, 2001

Robert gently rubbed circles on your back, “shh,” he was trying to calm you down. Your fever had spiked and he was trying everything he knew to bring your temperature down. He paced around your room, as he held you in his arms. You laid your head on your shoulder as you cried from the pain your body was in. Robert hoped the children’s Tylenol would kick in soon. He let out a heavy sigh as he sat on the rocking chair, you shifted so that you were lying down on his lap, his arm under your neck and his other arm under your legs.

He wished he could take away your pain in an instant, or he could transfer it to himself instead. “Daddy,” you said in a whisper.

“Hmm?” He looked down at you as your cries lessened, “what baby girl?”

“Sing.”

Robert smiled, sitting you up on his lap, “you want me to sing for you?” You gave him a nod. “Would it help you sleep?” You gave him another nod, but he knew it helped you sleep. He would always since you to sleep, he enjoyed it. “Alright,” you curled up against him, leaning your head into his chest as your dad once again rubbed circles on your back, “Smile though your heart is aching,” he softly began to sang, he continued to sing until you fell asleep, even if it meant he had to sing it multiple times. Robert smiled as you were fast asleep in your arms, he knew he had this handled, he just felt super bad that you got sick right after your third birthday.

He slowly got up from the rocking chair. Gently he placed you in your bed, making sure you were tucked in not too tight but just snugged. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, “I love you,” he said softly as he then turned off the lamp, leaving on the mermaid nightlight on. He made his way out of the room.

Robert walked over to Indio’s room, checking on his son, smiling as he saw him still in a deep sleep. He was surprised that Indio didn’t wake up from your crying. Robert let out a satisfied sigh and walked over to the living room, waiting for his wife to get home from the studio. As if on cue, Deborah walks in, “hey, what are you doing up?” She asks as she slips off her shoes.

“y/n,” he said softly, “her fever was pretty high.”

“Oh no,” Deborah said as she began to walk over to the hallway.

Robert stopped her by grabbing his worried wife's arm, “I handled it, though. She’s fast asleep.”

She grinned, “well, what to do now since they’re both asleep.”

As much as Robert wanted to, all he could ever want right now was to sleep, “Sleep,” he said letting out a small chuckle, “I’m exhausted.”

Deborah gave him an understanding nod, “we’ve both had long days, but you’re right,” she gave her husband a loving kiss, “we should get some sleep.” Robert nodded, grabbing his wife's hand and leading her to the bedroom. Robert went to straight to bed since he was already in his pajamas. Deborah changed into her pajamas, looking over at the bed, she decided to just check in on the kids before actually getting some rest. She walked over to the hallway and checked on you, she smiled as she saw you sleeping. She walked in and placed a gentle kiss on your cheek, “sweet dreams.”

She then slowly walked out of your room and into Indios, doing the same thing. Finally, Deborah went to sleep.

The house was silent, you stirred in your sleep as you heard whispering around you. Your eyes fluttered open as you sat up in your bed, seeing two dark figures in your room. It was too dark to see anything, you rubbed your eyes, “mommy? Daddy?” you groggily said.

The figures looked over at you, “do it now! We have one minute before the alarm reacts!” one of the figures whispered in a harsh tone. That voice, it wasn’t your parents. Before you could react, the figure placed a cloth over your mouth, as you inhaled you felt yourself drift off to sleep again.

Robert woke up to the sound of the house alarm blaring, “crap!” He said as he quickly got out of the bed, startling Deborah.

“What’s going on?!” She asked.

“I don’t know!” He slipped on his slippers and ran into the hallway.

Indio ran out of the room, looking at his dad in fear, “daddy, I’m scared!”

Robert told Indio to go to the bedroom with his mother, Indio didn’t hesitate, he ran to the end of the hallway and into the bedroom. Robert ran inside your room, “y/n, baby,” he said. He turned on the lights, fear struck him as he took in the rumpled sheets and the empty bed, “y/n?” He said in a panicked tone. Robert checked under the bed, you tend to do that whenever you were scared when he saw that you weren’t under there the panic began to settle in even more, “y/n, baby! Where are you?” Robert rushed to your closet, moving things around, but you weren’t there. “Y/N!?” he yelled.

Deborah ran into the room, “What’s going on?”

Robert felt a cold breeze as he looked at the opened the window in your room, the source for the alarm going off, “I can’t find y/n.”

“What do you mean you can’t find her?!”

“She’s not here!” Robert yelled. Deborah ran out of the room, checking the bathroom.

“She has to be!” She yelled as they searched the house, but they didn’t know you were long gone by then. A tragic event that will scar the family, tearing them apart, and most importantly tearing Robert apart. He swore to protect you and you were taken from your bedroom while he slept, he would never forgive himself for that.

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[One side of the table: Harley and Peter altogether covered in flour and with some bruises, Nebula with blood in her hands and chantily in her face and Morgan dirty with chocolate. The other side: Tony]

Tony: What. Happened.

Harley, Peter, Nebula and Morgan: *looking at each other*

Peter: Promise you won't get mad?

Tony: Uhum.

Harley: So... We were minding our own business—

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“You don’t know what I been through, you don’t know my pain...you weren’t there.” Amy Rogers spoke.