#will i ever not use that pic for jace?

[softspiderling]

and there you are on your knees | j.v

summary:

For a split second, your eyes met and it felt like he could see right through you. You tried not to flinch, keeping your head straight on and your gaze locked on him, hoping he would would avert his gaze. But he didn’t.

“Bent. Knees.”

Oh.

OR; Prince Jacaerys Velaryon arrives at the Twins to secure passing for the troops marching for his cause. He is successful in more ways than one.

pairing: jacaerys velaryon x reader

warnings: SMUT! 18+, MDNI, oral sex (male receiving), p in v, as usual, Jace has been aged up to 20!

word count: 1,8k

author’s note: remember when i posted that pic of jace like three weeks ago? i looked at it last week and went "what if...?👀" and this was born. idk😭😭 also am i crazy or hasnt anyone written anything about this scene before?? that’s illegal🙅🏻‍♀️ anyways tagging my hotd bestie @eldrith ily thanks for letting me yap your ear off, happy reading y’all🫶🏼

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You had heard rumours about the first son of Queen Rhaenyra; every lady that had met him sighed over his luscious dark brown locks or the handsomeness of his face that seemed to be carved out of the most expensive stone in the whole realm. Still, you were quite taken aback by how beautiful he really was when he crossed the bridge of the Twins, his dragon waiting for him in the greens just by the tower.

He truly knew how to make a first impression last.

“Lady Frey, Lord Frey,” Prince Jacaerys said, nodding to the sitting pair, hand on the hilt of his sword. His eyes flickered to you for a second.

“Lady…?”

“Frey, my Prince.”

Prince Jacaerys raised a surprise eyebrow but let it go uncommented, only eyeing you up and down very briefly before taking his sword off as he sat down.

Lady Frey poured him wine and without much preamble, they begun their talks of trades. You kept yourself mostly to the back, fulfilling your role as a ward, ever present but never putting your nose in affairs you had no business in. You tried to listen, the Prince seemingly asking for passing for troops coming in from the North, which Lady and Lord Frey agreed to after some negotiations; but you tried to use the advantage of being ignored to take in the Prince. He was young still, but he carried himself with a certain aura of power and confidence, which was a given; he was the Crown Prince of the Seven Realms after all.

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted and you quickly put your very inappropriate thoughts about the Crown Prince away, trying to pay atention once more.

“You want Harrenhal.”

Lord and Lady Frey glanced at each other in silent conversation, while the Prince finished his drink, standing to hold his cup out for Lady Frey to refill.

“For that, my mother will want more than your crossing,” Prince Jacaerys said easily, his chin held high.

“What does her Grace desire?”

Prince Jacaerys discarded his cup on the table, leaning both his hands on it, towering over Lord and Lady Frey. For a split second, your eyes met and it felt like he could see right through you. You tried not to flinch, keeping your head straight on and your gaze locked on him, hoping he would avert his gaze. But he didn’t.

“Bent. Knees.”

Oh.

The sounds coming out of your mouth were scandalous and really downright filthy as the prince kept thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth, one hand fisted around your hair, the other holding onto his tunic, so he had an unobstructed view of you.

When Prince Jacaerys had asked you to show him the privy before he left, you had not expected him to back you into a secluded corner of the hallway, his lips upon yours and you felt like you were in a dream.

You were on your knees, your pretty dress flared out on the dirty floor, the hard stones digging into your shins, likely leaving bruises, but you couldn’t find it in you to care.

“If I had known the Freys had such a pretty little thing for a ward, I would have come sooner,” Prince Jacaerys grunted, making you whine softly. He tightened his hold on your hair a little, snapping his hips up and tears sprang into your eyes as you nearly choked at the sheer size of him. Your hands grabbed at his waist to steady yourself, as he fucked his cock into your mouth, before he pulled out with a groan.

“Fuck, you nearly made me release,” Prince Jacaerys muttered, swiping his thumb over your lower lip. “But I am not quite done with you yet.”

He grabbed you by the arm, helping you stand, pressing his lips against yours, inarguably tasting himself on you, but Prince Jacaerys didn’t seem to mind. You pulled away from the kiss, your chest still heaving and your cheeks red. All of this was new to you, and you were embarrassed that you had to catch your breath.

Prince Jacaerys looked down on you with a smirk, brushing the sweaty hair off of your forehead.

“Turn around,” he said, turning you by the shoulder to press you up against the cold stone of the wall. “Have you ever laid with another man?”

“No,” you answered with a shake of your head, your cheeks turning a deeper red, nervous and excited at the same time, at the prospect of a man taking your maidenhood, the crown prince of the Iron Throne nonetheless.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No," you repeated, voice breathless. "Please, I want this."

“I’ll try to be gentle,” he whispered into your ear, his teeth nipping at your earlobe, making you shiver.

Slotting himself against your back, Prince Jacaerys lifted the skirt of your dress to reach between your legs, his fingers rubbing over your pearl, your hips bucking in surprise as you moaned out.

“Patience, my sweets,” Prince Jacaerys rumbled, trapping your skirt under his arm, which he snuck around your waist. His fingers circled into your folds, gathering your wetness before he dipped one finger into your cunt.

“Oh Gods help me,” you moaned, writhing in his arm and Prince Jacaerys only chuckled.

“No Gods here, only me.”

He pumped his finger in and out of your cunt, until your walls acclimated to the intrusion and he added another finger, making you roll your eyes to the back. Never before have you felt such pleasure down there, you weren’t sure if you could go back to not knowing how it felt.

“Just… One more,” Prince Jacaerys mumbled, adding a third finger and you felt incredibly full, like you were split open, but in a good way? The pads of his fingers kept brushing against the spongy part inside of you, which made you curl your toes in your shoes. You leaned your forehead against the cold stone, feeling a growing sensation in your lower stomach.

“I think… I think I might..” you groaned, your lips parted.

“What?” Prince Jacaerys said, his breath hot on your ear as he kept fucking you with his fingers. “Are you going to come, Lady Frey?”

“Y-yes, my Prince.”

“Call me by my given name and I’ll let you.”

He pressed onto your pearl with his thumb and you swore you saw black for second before you came, a moan of his name on your tongue.

“Incredible,” he whispered, pulling his hand away to tug on his cock that had been rutting against your backside, leaving a smear of his precum on your skin.

“This might be uncomfortable at first, but you’ll get used to it.”

You weren’t quite sure what Prince Jacaerys was talking about when you felt the head of his cock breaching your cunt and you let out a small gasp.

It hurt at first, and you let out a small breath as he kept pushing his cock in - Gods, did it ever end?

“Gods you’re tight,” Prince Jacaerys groaned, his hands gripping your waist when he was fully sheathed inside of you. You only whimpered in reply - how would you previously think you were full when he had three fingers inside of you? This was no comparison.

You let out a laboured breath, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down your temple and you shifted on your feet, letting out a surprised moan when it caused delicious friction of the Prince’s cock inside your cunt.

“Ah, you’re feeling it, don’t you,” Prince Jacaerys whispered lowly in your ear, bringing your hair to the side, so he could place wet kisses upon your back. “The pleasure coursing through you, like you have never felt before?”

Just as the words left his mouth, he started to thrust his cock into you with no abandon. The sounds of skin slapping skin filled the hallway, coupled with his grunts and your moans, it was a miracle no one stumbled upon you, but even if they did, you didn’t know if you’d care enough to stop.

Your blunt nails scraped against the walls, as the Prince’s cock kept going in and out, you were starting to see walls. It wasn’t long before you could feel the warm sensation in your lower stomach forming again, this time so much more intense.

“P-please,” you whimpered, your whole body feeling like it was burning.

“Lo ao’re beri nyke jāhor mazverdagon ao ñuhon,” Prince Jacaerys whispered into your hair as his cock drove into you.

You were too fucked out to realize you didn’t understand him, and definitely too fucked out to ask what he had just said to you, clinging to the wall for any semblance of support as your body shook with every thrust.

“I’m almost there,” Prince Jacaerys grunted, his hand finding your pearl again as he slowed his thrusts, instead thrusting harder, finger pressing down on your pearl. “Will you finish for me, my sweets?”

“Yes,” you moaned. “Don’t stop.”

The Prince only chuckled, not once pausing his movement but accelerating the circles he was drawing on your pearl, until you finally broke, a wave of pleasure washing over you so powerful it knocked you over.

“Gods, Jacaerys!” you moaned, your cunt pulsating in its wake, your eyes fluttering shut, leaning against the wall.

You were only standing because the Prince kept a steady grip on you, his cock still fucking into your wet, soppy cunt. His thrust stuttered before he gave one last, thrust, shooting his warm seed right into your hole, your cunt milking him for everything he was worth, the seed escaping from the sides, dripping down your legs as he pulled out.

With one hand, Prince Jacaerys tucked his cock back into his pants and letting your dress fall back down, his other hand holding you upright, your knees still weak.

“Can you stand?”

“I think?”

His hand was firm but gentle as he turned you around, a smirk on his lips as you looked up at him through your lashes, completely ruined. Again, he pushed the hair out of your face, almost lovingly, as if he didn’t just shoot his seed into your cunt, his seed that you could still feel trickling down your leg, beneath your dress.

“Maybe I will be back,” Prince Jacaerys said, wiping his thumb over you mouth. “Make sure you really are staying loyal to the rightful heir of the Iron Throne.”

You chuckled breathlessly, looking up at him. “House Frey would welcome you with open arms.”

The corner of his mouth ticked up, slowly released your waist, before he leaned down to kiss you deeply. You sighed softly against his lips, but the kiss was over sooner than you had wished, your mouth chasing his.

“Be good, make sure your guardians keep their words or I will come for their heads.”

With those words, Prince Jacaerys left you in the dark hallway, still catching your breath. This was not how you had envisioned the Crown Prince’s visit to go.

But who were you to complain if he was so generous?

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Lo ao’re beri nyke jāhor mazverdagon ao ñuhon = if you’re lucky i might make you mine

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author’s note: thoughts?👀

[igotanidea]

Let's fuck up the friendship : J.T x fem!reader

how cute is that picture? UwU

request by @parkjammys (once again, thank you for making my day by posting pics of Outlaws!Jason today)

based on the prompt: "sometimes i look at people and think.. really? that’s the sperm that won?” With best friend Jason feeling really jealous seeing his best friend that he has a major crush on, talk to some guy (guy is Kyle Rayner) and he's mumbling "he's not even her type"

***

„Why is he here again?” Jason scoffed, carefully observing his best friend Y/N, talking to that stupid prick of a green lantern, Kyle Rayner.

“Dunno.” Dick, still in his Nightwing suit shrugged casually, while stuffing his mouth with cereals ‘probably something to do with the newest mission on Earth or something like that.”

“It doesn’t bother you at all?” Jason hissed, involuntarily clenching his fist. “that he just drops by whenever he wants?”

“No, not really.” Dick swallowed particularly huge piece of his meal and focused on his brother’s face. “does it bother you?”

It wasn’t a secret that Jason and Kyle weren’t exactly friends, but the former never reacted with such…. intensity. All right, most of the times the green lantern showed himself around Jason was throwing offences left and right, showing his teeth and acting like he was marking territory. Kyle, however did exactly the same thing. It was sort of tradition at this point. But all that teasing, fake fighting and extreme emotions never escalated so quickly to the point where Jason was all red (and not because of the helmet or the gear), grinding his teeth and subconsciously reaching for his gun while his eyes were fixed on one place in space. Or rather, one person.

Y/N.

She was talking to Kyle, laughing at whatever he just said, her eyes sparkling, looking happy like never before. And what was even worse she just hit his chest playfully. SHE TOUCHED HIM for fuck’s sake and that fucker really seemed to enjoy that.  On the other side, Jay did not like it at all. How could he? He had a massive crush on her since he could remember and yet, despite all his cool demeanor, harsh behavior and bad boy outlook, he was too self-conscious to ever confront her about it. Stupid, longing idiot, afraid of his own feelings. To tell the truth, he himself wasn’t sure if he was more afraid of the possibility of her pushing him away or rather the fact that by some miracle she might want him. He was not good in relationships, any of them, and that made his mind create crazy scenarios in which she was hurt or killed or sad or crying because of him.

But sure as hell he was not going to let Rayner get to her first!

She was just …. something different.

The girl who knew what she wanted and wouldn’t settle for anything else. The girl who would stand by you, listening to every rant and problem you may have, but also the one who would turn and run the second she got vulnerable. It was so damn hard, to get her to open up, since on 9 out of 10 cases she would just jump into helping someone else or dig into work.  

And she was his best friend.

What kind of fool falls for his best friend?

It was stupid and childish and naïve and yet, all he wanted and needed was to just approach her that very second, interrupt her happy conversation and use one sentence that would either make her hate him and disappear for good or get them both to a whole new level of relationship.

“Let’s fuck up the friendship.” God, how he wished he had the guts to just get it out of his system.

Instead he settled on watching her from the distance, not rushing to make a fool out of himself in front of both Dickhead and that freaking Rayner.

“Jace?” Dick interrupted his train of thought, smirking under his nose.

“What?!”

“Is this about her?”

“What? NO. Fuck no. She’s just my friend. My best friend.”

“Yeah, right, friends don’t look at friends that way.”

“Whatever!” Jason scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest sulking for a moment and sighing deeply. ‘I hate the way she’s smiling at him.” He mumbled “and she’s not even trying to hide it….” He pouted like a completely immature 5 year old.

“She’s an astrophysicist, Jason.” Dick patted his arm reassuringly “ You can’t blame her for being enthralled by all that crazy space-shit stuff he’s saying.”

“I don’t blame her.” Jason hissed “I blame him, you know? Do you ever just look at people and think: really? That’s the sperm that won?”

“No…..” Dick made a face in confusion. Damn it, if that were the thoughts coming into Jason’s mindthan it really was bad.

“Well, I do. And he’s the living proof of that.”

“Jason…..”

“He’s not even her type…” Todd muttered under his breath.

“And what exactly is her type?” Dick smirked again “Tall, dark haired, well-build douche? If you care about her …..”

“I don’t fucking care about her!” he yelled.

Too loud.

Whoopsy.

Not a chance she didn’t hear that, and the sudden outburst made her turn her head towards him. Shit, if he was red before, now he was simply crimson. Jason found himself between the devil and the deep blue see. Should he clear this little misunderstanding? Should he come clean? Or should he just run away leaving the ground burning?

“Jace?” she stuttered, her eyes growing wide, while Kyle took the chance and wrapped and arm around her shoulders protectively to give her some grounding “Is this about me?”

“Good luck, clearing that out, Jaybrid” Dick laughed, but hid it by pretending to sneeze.

“Shut up, Grayson!” Jason hissed through clenched teeth and slowly approached the girl and Kyle. “It was not about you. It was about some girl Grayson met and about whom he couldn’t shut up. You are my best friend, you know it, right?”

“Yeah, yeah, right, best friend’ she mumbled looking down, moving slightly closer to Rayner and away from Jason. Oh, that was like a slap on the cheek. Like a sting right through his heart. Like a….

Was it disappointment in her eyes?

No, it couldn’t be…. Why would she be disappointed?

“Anyway, if you don’t mind, Rayner” Jason used the unimaginable amount of power to control himself “I would love to rescue my best friend from your hand. I bet whatever you say about space must be out of this world, but there are people who actually need her on Earth. On daily basis. Not just while dropping from time to time and leaving her hanging.”

“Oh, Todd.” Kyle cooed “aren’t you just so cute while trying to act like a knight in shining armor. But guess what, she doesn’t need your protection.”

“Right. The only one who’s going to need protection is you. From me.” Jason leaned forward eyeing the other boy with predatory gaze ‘I know what you are plotting, Rayner. And if you think I’m going to let you use her….”

“Is someone jealous?” Kyle scoffed “cause sure it seems you treat me like a threat.”

“Why don’t we take it outside so I can show you how much I am not scared of you. Maybe this time you will deal with someone equal to you rather than seducing girls with your fake charm!” Jason jumped to his feet, Kyle following right after and the tension was so palpable that most likely they wouldn’t even wait to go outside, just beat the shit of each other right inside.

“ENOUGH!” sudden scream coming from Y/N made them both gasp in surprise. Neither Jason nor Kyle has even seen her this angry. She was practically fuming and it was terrifying to see this normally calm, communicative and focused-on-peaceful-solutions-to-problems girl in such state. And it was them who pushed her to this point. She was not a meta or any other kind of superhero but at that moment she held the power of the hurricane and was about to throw it at them.

Shit.

“Y/N…” Jason raised his hands and tried to calm her down.

“Shut up, Jason!”

“ You heard the girl, shut up, Jason” Kyle laughed viciously

“THE SAME GOES FOR YOU RAYNER!”

“I’m sorry….” He whimpered and it was Jason’s turn to laugh.

“I am TIRED of being your toy. Exhausted to be precise. I’ve been making doe eyes at you, Todd for months now. Doe eyes that you chose to ignore every. single. fucking. time. And yet, the moment I move on from this silly, stupid, fucking, one-sided crush you decide to step it and ruin everything. Just because you wanted to? Just because you what? You get jealous now? Fuck, Jason, do you really think you can just do whatever you want, whenever you want, not caring about the others? Not caring what I have to say? Oh, hell no. You don’t hold such power over me. Not anymore.”

“Y/N….” Jason took a step forward, but she jumped away, almost like he was a disease she didn’t want to catch.

“Get away from me!” she hissed “We were just talking, you idiot! I was being nice, not that you know what it means! I’m done with both of you!”

“Wait, what did I do?” Kyle asked, now a bit confused

“Oh, nothing, sweetie.” Y/N mocked “just telling me the shit of improbable stories to make Jason angry while watching me laugh with you. Yeah, I noticed that.” She cut Jason off the moment he opened his mouth to say a thing in his defense “Well, genius, I was laughing at you, wondering when will you finally realize that I did my research and don’t believe a word you say. Are you familiar with the word sarcasm?”

“Haha! Burn!” Jason couldn’t help but let out a laugh

“And you, Todd, should  learn the meaning of the word honest. You are both losers. I want nothing to do with you. I’m out.”

And so she left. The only sound they heard after that was slamming of the door to her room. She had one at the Manor since her expert knowledge was sometimes needed and she was helping the bats while patrolling at night.

And then chewing on the cereals.

“Well that was quite the show….”

“SHUT UP GRAYSON!”

***

“Y/N? Please, open the door. I just wanna talk.”  Jason was knocking at her door for like 10 minutes now and yet, she didn’t bother answering and he started losing all hope.  Did he fuck up? Was all the chances he had with her gone just because he was a stupid idiot In love and therefore acting like crazy?

“She’s not there, you know.”  Tim emerged from his room, bothered by all the knocking and begging.

“What? then where is she?”

“Hm…. Not sure if I should tell you after everything that just went down…..”

“How do you….? Fuck, whatever. I swear if you don’t tell me where she hid I would burn all the coffee shops in the tristate area!”

“I equipped them all with the fireproof furniture and equipment a while ago. Had a feeling that sooner or later you will threaten me with the lack of coffee….Listen to me carefully, replacement…” Jason took a step forward, towering over Tim’s figure but before he could take any action, another voice joined the conversation.

“Boys. Why do you always have to act like savages? Y/N escaped to the roof. Guess she was in need of some air after that little outburst.”

“Thanks, Steph.”

“Always a pleasure. “ she winked “Oh, and Todd? Make sure to fix it. I really don’t like this Rayner guy, either.”

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“Was it Steph? I know it was her.” Jason could only do as much as step into the rooftop when Y/N felt his presence. Apparently the time with bats sharpened her senses.

“Y/n. I just want to talk.”

“Ok. Sit. Talk. I’m listening.” She patted the spot next to her and Jason took it without any hesitation. She was willing to listen, maybe not everything was lost.

“I’m sorry” he sighed deeply and that made her turn her head and look straight into his eyes just to confirm if he actually did say the words she heard coming from him

“Wow! That would be the first time I ever heard you say a thing like that!” she laughed

“I mean it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel like I was playing around with you or anything like this. It’s just…. just…..”

“What, Jace? Come on, just say it. Just be honest with me. I won’t laugh or judge you, I promise.”

“I had a crush on you.”

“Had?”

“All right, I still do!” he threw his hands in the air “Are you trying to humiliate me now?”

“For how long?” she asked looking at the space in front of her, not meeting his eyes and missing the fact that he was eyeing her with love sick puppy eyes, begging whatever deity was there that she would let him love her. Despite everything. He would put all the work in proving to her that he could be better. For her. For them. And if that required honesty – so be it.

“A year.” He muttered, almost inaudibly.

“A year?!” she cried “seriously, Jason! Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“How was I supposed to tell you?! I didn’t know if you were feeling the same way! I couldn’t risk scaring you off. I couldn’t risk…. Losing you. ”

“You didn’t notice all those times when I was making a fool out of myself just to get your attention? I mean really, doe eyes?”

“I’m…. I’m not good with all that flirting and teasing and relationship stuff. I … I don’t recognize it well. Besides, you are my best friend and ….”

“And what?” she moved her whole body, so now she was not only facing him, but her whole figure was turned towards him “Just say it. Please.” She begged, looking straight into his eyes, not faltering for even a second. “Say it, cause I don’t think I can.”

“I wanna fuck up the friendship.” He gasped, not really believing the words coming out of his mouth. But once he started he just couldn’t stop the flow “I want to love you. I want to have you to myself. I want to be yours. I want to be able to hold you, touch you, kiss you. I don’t want to be just friends anymore. I want to make you mine. If you let a fool like me…..“

“And it’s not just because of Kyle?”

“Fuck no! I don’t give a single damn about him! I care about you, Y/N. In a more-than-friends way. I’m done pretending. ” he whispered looking down, his cheeks a bit reddened. Not a long though since she cupped his cheek and made him look at her.  “Please, be mine”he whimpered

“Jason, can you promise me you won’t act like a male ego embodied again?”

“I can’t.” he shook his head in resignation “I can’t cause I care too much and can’t help getting possessive sometimes and…..” She didn’t let him finish leaning forward and pressing her lips to his. This took him a bit by surprise, since he thought she was going to ditch him for not being able to promise her what she needed. And instead, she was kissing him?

Damn it, not just kissing, that was clearly an understatement. She was laying all her love on him. Those sweet, soft lips he was dreaming about for so long were on his, brushing over his gently and yet with so much passion he was practically melting. He wanted more and yet, all that tenderness and intimacy of sharing first kiss in the privacy of nighted rooftop was something to enjoy rather than to destroy by any urgency.

And so, even if still confused, he followed her lead, choosing delicacy and softness. Maybe it was what they both needed and enough to get him high and drunk on the feeling of her. He could feel her with every cell in his body. Her touches, her smell, her affection for him. All of it combined.

He barely held back a whine when she pulled back.

“Does this mean you forgive me?” he whispered, his hands aching to touch her and hold her to his chest, but holding back because he needed her direct answer. “For acting like a dumbass?”

“You had me at I wanna fuck up the friendship” she laughed lightly, changing position and settling between his legs, not fighting or running away.  

“You have no idea how long I wanted to say it.” He answered, wrapping arms around her waist, pulling her closer and kissing her neck softly, inhaling the fresh scent of her shampoo “So long, baby… so fucking long…..”

“Glad you choose the moment when I was forgiving and merciful” she chuckled “’because you know, it could have backfired on you.”

“But you’re not leaving?” his grip on her tightened in a sudden fright this was all just a crazy dream and in a minute he would wake up in his own bed, alone and cold, still yearning for her, none of those words from before said in real life.

“No.” she put her soft hands on his biceps, caressing his skin and all those scars reassuringly “I made up my mind, Jason. It’s you. It’s always been you. I’m done pretending too.“ she turned her head and hid face in the crook of his neck, nuzzling her nose over his skin. “I love you.”

In the darkness of the roof, with almost no stars on the sky and with her eyes closed,  she didn’t notice few tears that gathered in Jason’s eyes and flowing down his cheeks.

He had her.

He finally had her.

And he was not going to let go.

[t4tozier]

personal trainer porter taking a vested interest in jace's eating,,,him being like well exercise is only one part of it. you need to make sure you’re eating right, too. what did you have for breakfast? jace, thinking about the three cigarettes he had before leaving for the gym: uhh. eggs. cue porter making him meals and making sure he eats them All. jace starts drinking protein shakes. he hates it because he swore he’d never become one of those gym bros but he’ll have a protein shake for breakfast and then porter brings out eggs and toast and bacon and jace is like wait what. i thought the shake was like. a meal. and porter’s like oh no honey that’s just your drink!

(addition from @innskeep) And of course Jace is like. I literally have never eaten this much in the morning. Ever. And Porter's so helpful he's like don't worry we'll manage… You can fit what I want you take right

jace having to gradually work his way up to eating more because his stomach is genuinely not large enough to fit everything because he hasn’t been eating enough so he gets full super easily especially at the beginning. porter’s like we’ll train that out of you soon enough honey.

innskeep: Porter like just teases him too. Like he's so big on just putting his hands on Jace so he just strokes at Jace's shoulders his neck and tells him he's doing good they'll get to proper meal sizes eventually. And as Jace eats More and gets used to more those touches are less and less innocent. Pretty soon Jace is eating a full breakfast and Porter fully just has his hand in his pants

jace associating eating more with pleasure,,,it gets to the point where porter’s not even there and jace is like hm. i’m hungry. lemme go get a milkshake or ice cream from that drive thru,,,realizing as he’s sucking down the shake that he’s hard. like oh ! oh!

and also realizing that this is the first time in like. ever that he’s actually gone out to get a snack in the middle of the day, and not because he forgot breakfast and suddenly was about to pass out if he didn’t eat something immediately

innskeep: jace taking a picture of his boner in the drive thru like look what you fucking did and porter's like wow i'm not even there

but then him replying and praising him and telling him to touch himself while he finishes the shake,,,and then it’s also having something in his mouth, sucking on the straw, and he’s fucking moaning around it while he grinds against his palm,,,porter telling him to take a picture after he finishes and jace sending back a pic of his cum on his slightly distended stomach

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First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack? World Adventures.

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing?   aLIVE  

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? A lot of them, for different reasons.

Selena Noble - a ballerina (now an acrobat) with no moral compass. But I think she's cute so she's my muse for the balletcore collection.

Lin Young - my fearless adventurer.

Riley Preston - my talented artist.

Hope London - my dedicated gardener.

These three: Mel Hada, Ren Akiba & Jace White (aka Yasu Sato). They are the MCs from "Uncertainty".

I don't have pics of them right now, but I also have to mention: Sasha Azarov, Daichi & Rei Sato, Ayanna Sato, Sebastian DeLuca.

Have you made a simself? The first sim I ever made was a simself. It did not go well.

Which is your favorite EA hair color? None; since it's TS3 I mix them according to my characters.

Favorite EA hair? Not really using the EA hairs usually, but I'd choose the Playful Updo from Late Night.

Favorite life stage? I play a lot the YA & A life stages, but also enjoy all the other ones.

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?  I'm in for everything the game has to offer: gameplay, building, CAW, CC creation.

Are you a CC creator? Yup.

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad? I wouldn't say a squad, but I do have people here that I admire and like to interact with.

Do you have any sims merch? Nope.

Do you have a  YouTube for sims? Yes (as I'm an ex-machinima creator), but these days I'm only using it when I have animations to share.

How has your “Sims style��� changed throughout your years of playing? In every possible way. I put a lot more thought into my builds (and worlds), my sims no longer look like aliens (I used to make them have these big anime eyes) and my gameplays are more wish-based than ever.

Who’s your favorite CC creator? So many of them since I'm a big CC hoarder. As Daniel said, everyone who brings something to this game is a champion and deserves accolades.

But to mention only a few, I'd say @simtanico for their high quality items, @enable--llamas for the awesome furniture, ArtVitalex & Onyxium over at TSR who both still create furniture for TS3, Bill-Sims also at TSR, @sim-songs here on Tumblr for their conversions, @technicallyswagpizza for their amazing plants (and tutorials that taught me a lot), @yorithesims and @bmit04 for poses; @maryjanesims3 & @agnelid for hair default replacements, and so many more. Sorry, I can't remember everyone right now.

How long have you had Simblr? Since January 2019.

How do you edit your pictures? For more aesthetic pics I use Reshade and PS (although I don't remember ever posting these types of pics), but I usually just slightly adjust the brightness, contrast, saturation and exposure in PS as I love the TS3's default art style (I'm just spicing it up a little).

What expansion/ gamepack is your favorite? Kinda all of the expansion packs?! Mainly Seasons, World Adventures, Late Night, Island Paradise, Generations. Also love all the functional store content and worlds.

Tagging:  @technicallyswagpizza @chojrak-making-things @agnelid @murfeelee @simtanico @puffkins2000 @yorithesims @enable–llamas @solori @pudding-parade @faerielandsims @jazzysimlife @tiaamorosa @lordressdragoonbear @thesweetsimmer111 @bmit04 @maryjanesims3 @nornities

Feel free to ignore if not interested or have done this before! 😁😘

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Higher Intervention:Aemond x FemReader (House of the Dragon x Sandman fanfic) Part 3

Disclaimer: This is a fanwork to show appreciation for the intellectual properties used. I also haven't read Fire and Blood and most if not all that I know is from the TV show.

Pic by aemonds-war-crime

Premise: Alys Velaryon, older twin sister of Jace Velaryon is the only member among Rhaenyra's children whom Aemond cannot completely hate. As their love story progresses, a newer and larger threat complicates things and reveals discoveries that neither the greens or the blacks had ever imagined.

Author's note: I'll see if I can get Part 4 up this week also, but if not please wait till after December 17 (the last day of my final exams) for me to update it. Thank you and enjoy :) 💖

If you want to read part 1 here it is:

And part 2 is here:

Taglist (comment down below if you want to be included): @winxschester @memento-mora

Also tagging:

@lady-phasma @aemonds-war-crime @adderess because some of their ideas of Aemond have undoubtedly influenced my work.

"Again Luce." You say as you and your younger brother go back to first position in one of the formal dances that was surely going to be danced in the ball. He sighs in frustration before straightening his back.

"I'm already engaged to Rhaena, why do I have to learn this dance?"

"Because balls are not just to find partners but to build connections. And you need to form connections to avoid people wanting to kill you or harm you." He doesn't answer as he resumes his first position. On your order the musicians begin playing again as the dance master observes the two of you. Or rather he was observing Lucerys since both you and Jace had satisfied his stringent standards of being able to dance all the probable dances that would be performed in any upcoming balls. Apparently the one coming up in a few weeks is just one of many as more and more Ambassadors and House lords arrive. It's no secret that the King may die anyday now and it would be wise for Houses and cities to have a representative here to inform them of what happens, and more importantly who was to be the new ruler.

Whomever arranged this was not being subtle about it. You have high suspicions that the Hand, Otto Hightower was the mastermind behind this. A little distateful in your opinion but then again you also have no taste for politics.

"A little faster master Lucerys."

You adjust your speed to match Luce's as you to head to the turn.

"You're doing better Luce." You say giving him some positive encouragement. He smiles at you relieved. And his performance subtly but significantly improves.

"Not bad master Lucerys, but I know you can do better. But since it has been awhile we will meet again tomorrow at the same time."

"Thank you ser Philip." Just as ser Philip exits Rhaena, Baela, and Jace enters the room just as you and Luce settle down to rest from the day's dance practice.

"Here's the unhatched egg you requested." Rhaena says as she hands you the box containing the unhatched Dragon Egg that has travelled with her all the way from Essos. This was one of Vhagar's eggs that is now in your possession.

"I thought you said you didn't mind not having a dragon?" Jace teased as he sat by your side across his betrothed.

"Hey you never know maybe she changed her mind." Rhaena says as she hands you the box and lifting the cover to show you the egg.

"Everyone please, it's for practicing my sketching not for hatching. It's why I'm requesting to borrow any unhatched dragon eggs that probably won't be hatching anytime soon in the future."

"Okay who else did you ask ... oh God you asked him didn't you?"

"Rhaena -"

"You asked Aemond?!" Lucerys asked in shock, his voice raising a bit. Being a bit husky from the exhaustion.

"Well he offered it to me. I just mentioned about going to the Dragonpit and asking the Dragonkeepers to borrow any unhatched eggs for sketching and painting."

"Wait, he offered?" Baela asks you skeptically raising an eyebrow.

"Don't worry I was skeptical too. Then this morning before he escorted me to the King's chambers he brought a large box containing four Dragon eggs that were reasonably considered duds and have no hope for hatching." You chuckle a bit before continuing.

"I teased him that in any other context this might have been considered an engagement gift were I not just borrowing them. He of course smirked and told me that I could keep them if I really wanted to...that was all before he tried to persuade me to stop my pursuit of Clement Celtigar."

"On that one I agree with." Jace says as he holds the box containing Rhaena's dud egg as you stand up.

"You can't be serious! What's wrong with Clement that only I seem to like him? I've spoken with him a handful of times now and he seems decent." You take the box from Jace as your group goes to the hall and on your way to your parents' room for supper.

"Number one, he's a Celtigar, there's no new alliance there and their alliance is already with whomever occupies Dragonstone. Number two he is a decade older than you - "

"Jace, compared to other possible suitors, it's not that huge of an age gap."

"And Number three, if you want to maintain your neutrality, a marriage to him would ruin that and bring you back into alligning with our faction." Baela brought up a point that surprised you.

"Oh - I didn't consider that." You pass by your room to leave the box containing Rhaena's dragon egg. Beside the box Aemond gave you. You have plans to arrange it later for your sketches. Both boxes were on your table with some distance away from the fire.

You and your other siblings make your way to your parent's chambers which doubled as the family dining room for the blacks. This was your first time dining with them since openly declaring neutrality. The King has told you to dine with your family on both sides since he didn't want you dining alone and to further isolate yourself from them.

"Alys."

"Stepfather." You greet as your mother has just settled down. You go nervously to her as you haven't disclosed your intention to remain out of the conflict between her and the Queen.

Fortunately for you your mother calms down your anxieties as she opens her arms to you and you go into her embrace.

"Mother."

"Oh my dear sweet girl."

"I hope you're not too mad at me mother." You say into her shoulder as she hugs you hard.

"On the contrary I'm quite proud of you for sticking what you believe in. You've always sought more pacifist ways to end our conflict."

"That's because I don't want anyone to die because of this."

"I hate to break it to you Alys but there will be bloodshed no matter what you do." You hear Daemon say as your mother releases you from her embrace and you sit beside her as the servants bring in your dinner.

"With all due respect stepfather, that's no excuse for me not to try."

"No offense taken, I just fear that your idealism may mean the death of you stepdaughter."

"Mmm fair enough stepfather, but if we don't strive to do better and we stop aiming for dreams, then how can we hope for things to become better?"

Your siblings collectively react with ooohs and aaahs around the table and Daemon simply smiles at you. His expression saying that he still doesn't agree with you, but he also knows now is not the time to rebut. Now was a time to relax as a family away from the whispers of the courtiers.

This is what you miss from when all of you were simply in Dragonstone. Things were more casual since only family members would dine in the inner most dining room with the exception of guards doing their perimeter walks and the servants who would bring in more food.

"Oh by the way I have got something that may interest you Alys." Baela says as as she slices off a chicken leg before placing it on her plate.

"There's going to be a party in town at King's Landing."

"Baela."

"Don't worry father we'll wear something to cover our hair."

"I already know what you're going to say but go ahead."

"I was just wondering if Alys would be interested in joining us that's all."

"How come I didn't know of this?" Luce asks as he nearly swallows his food whole - nearly choking in his eagerness.

"You were busy practicing the formal dances with Alys and Jace was practicing his High Valyrian with the maester."

"Oh this was when you two were going shopping around town earlier?" Your mother asks as she eats a slice of fruit that she sucks the juice from before disposing the remnants on her plate. She's been making sure to eat lots of produce to make sure your incoming sibling is as healthy as he or she may be.

"Don't worry stepmother we made sure to have guards with us."

"And I could always just punch someone who gets to close."

"Baela." Rhaena tries to discourage her twin but Baela simply smirks at her as Daemon laughs.

"Don't worry you boys are also invited. That way if no one wants to dance with us then at least we'll just dance with each other."

"Oh so you're inviting me in as a hook?" You tease as you take a bite of a pear.

"Well you are the best dancer among us and you have no problems adjusting to dancing with strangers."

"I had to - otherwise my feet would be injured and I might have to be carried back."

"When is this happening girls?"

"At around twilight the day after tomorrow." Rhaena says after she gets a fruit from the bowl.

"I'm fine with it. What do you think Daemon?"

"As long as there are guards to accompany them. The greens could have spies all over town and may cause unfortunate things to happen to any one of you."

"Oh Alys, why don't you invite your new friend whom you've been discussing our Valyrian culture with. Ser Ion was it?"

"Oh yes how is he by the way?"

"Implying something Luce?" You couldn't help but roll your eyes as he laughs. Your relationship with Ser Ion has been going well. He was probably one of your closest confidants now that you've informed him and showed him your powers. Your meetings with him now have also extended to a private courtyard that wasn't being used by anyone and was in the black faction's control. In this courtyard you were able to begin seeing what you are currently able to do with your mysterious powers. Which currently means that you could make flames bigger or smaller, you could make sparks come forth from you. Of course you were still working on making sure the sparks only come from your hands and not from your nose or mouth whenever you sneeze. You will admit that when it comes to your powers he was more on the impatient side, but that only encouraged you to do your best more.

"Maybe he could be your partner so that you will at least have someone you know to dance with." Your mother says as you pour her goblet with warmed water.

"Does he even know how to dance?"

"Jace you don't need to know formal dances for this kind of party."

"Oh don't worry about it Rhaena, Jace just doesn't want me to have a familiar partner that's all."

"I'm just looking out for you Alys" he says with a smile before he takes a bite of pheasant.

"I've only spoken with Ser Ion a handful of times and he seems to be infatuated with you somehow."

"I'm sure you're just imagining things. He's just a friend and teacher."

"Have you seen the way he looks admirably at you?"

"I admire his knowledge too and training too!"

"If that's the case why haven't you considered him as a potential husband?"

"Jace that's enough. If your sister doesn't see him as a partner then don't force it. Some things cannot be forced." Your mother says with authority causing him to back down.

You hear Daemon begin chuckling.

"If you want to make things interesting..." Everyone waits for him to finish his comment.

"She could always invite the One-eyed prince."

"Daemon."

"Surely you aren't blind to the way he looks at her or how he almost takes all of her other free time, Rhaenyra."

"On second thought stepfather, I'll just ask if Ser Ion is free." You know better than to invite Aemond to any sibling outings. You may be the exception to his grudge against your mother and your siblings but you also don't want any blood to spill or any blows exchanged on what should be a party to relax.

The day of the party came and one more week was reduced for the formal ball wherein you would be meeting various diplomats and ambassadors arriving in King's Landing. This is probably the best time to simply enjoy the music and revel in the lack of formality that will in no doubt be in full force for the upcoming ball.

Baela and Rhaena were wearing veils that wrapped around their distinctive white hair, and on top of that they wore hats that allowed them to blend in more with the general crowd of King's Landing. You, Jace and Luce didn't have to worry about that problem since you didn't stand out from the general crowd. Your hair was on a simple ponytail since you don't want any hair on your face as you dance around. The gown you wore was shorter, stopping just above your ankles so that the chance of it getting dirtied or mudied would be reduced if not eliminated entirely.

"How are you feeling?" Ser Ion asks you as you hold his arm walking by the streets as you watch both your siblings and step siblings run ahead of you, leading the way to where the party spot is located. In your periphery you see some familiar faces of the guards that are dressed like the common man as they look after you and your siblings.

"More relaxed actually. Unlike back in the Red Keep nobody notices how unusual we are. Or if they do, they don't care. We are simply people on our way to an open party to hopefully enjoy ourselves. It's times like these when sometimes I wish I was born as a common woman. But then I remind myself that they too have problems that are not my concerns right now. And yet I can't help but feel they are just more in touch of what life really is or at least how it's supposed to be."

"We all want what we can't have my lady Alys."

"Even you?"

"Even me."

"What is it that you envy about others?" You and he take a seat beside your siblings and he takes a seat beside you, occupying the place at the edge of the table that was perpendicular from where you were. The hosts of the party began serving food to all the guests present. The food was more hearty and less extravagant than what was served in the Red Keep and in Dragonstone. Nevertheless it was still satisfying and hearty. You particularly love the rye bread and the apple pie that was served.

"I often envy the true companionship some have. I only have my parents and my siblings but it seems even then I still find myself lonely and longing for an equal who understands my perspective."

"Surely that isn't true. You must have had friends."

"Friends don't always share the same perspective my Lady Alys. Friends share companionship but not always the same mindset or values."

"Oh I know what you mean, but then again most of my friends are also my family. The few that are outside I have made...once they find out that I am the first born child of Rhaenyra Targaryen and elder twin sister of Jace Velaryon...they either shrivel up in fear, admiration, or they struggle to overcome everything else that have made me who I am rather than the friendship we have shared up until that point. But I don't blame them, even though now I am officially the only person in my family who isn't a dragonrider."

"Not to mention your other...talents that we are now studying together. While I am flattered that you have chosen me to confide in, why not also tell your mother at the very least."

"I love my mother, but she has also other matters that are stressing her now. My grandfather could be dead any day now, and it is only my hidden talents that seem to be delaying his death. If there is no solution to the incoming Civil War she would either be dead or would order death. And I don't want either to happen to her."

"And you think she wouldn't suddenly be worried or angry at you that you concealed your talents from her for how long?"

"Given the environment we are in now, it's more dangerous to confide in a place where the walls have ears."

"You've confided in me in those same walls."

"I don't know why but when I'm around you I feel safe to share anything and everything. It's as if you have given me the privacy I long for in this place."

You look up as the musicians begin playing and a few dancers begin go towards the center and begin dancing. You weren't finished with your dinner yet so you and Ser Ion were still seated as you watched both sets of siblings join the dancers with their respective betrotheds. Rhaena for all her grace shown in formal dances, didn't have the looseness to really partake in informal street style dances. She was too stiff even with Lucerys as a partner who was much better dancing in these types of dances. Baela and Jace easily blended in with the dancers and seamlessly was able to switch partners and back.

"Perhaps we should join the next dance?"

"It's still early, I'll wait for the dance after that."

"I recall promising your parents that I would return you in an appropriate time."

"And it would be really suspicious if I were to exit early before either of my siblings."

"Fair point."

"ALYS! Join us!"

"After my meal Baela." You raise your cup to her before finishing it's contents and taking your time to eat your food.

Once the four of them returned to your spot exhausted, you knew it was your turn to enjoy yourself as soon as the musicians began playing again.

"I'm sorry Luke but I think I'll be sitting down for the rest of the party."

"It's okay Rhaena, hey maybe you could recommend some things to eat!"

"You're still hungry Luke? Even after the four of us have just danced?"

"Hey I haven't developed your stamina Jace."

You slide out from your seat as you began making your way to the dance area.

"Um Alys, I think they're just playing some accompaniment since a lot of people are back in their tables and eating again."

"Then that means there's more room for me." You tell Rhaena as you allow yourself to be moved by the music.

You found that you didn't care if people were looking at you funny or if they were gossiping at your audacity at being the only one willing to dance at the moment. Every random step, every movement you made, was yours and no one - even if they joined you - could take that away from you. The more you danced, the more livelier the music became.

Soon you found yourself joined by strangers. Mostly of the male variety, and soon you found yourself dancing with almost every male. Ser Ion intervened and joined in when one of the strangers began to touch inappropriate places that you could only brush off as you were dancing. And soon he twirls you off and you find yourself dancing for awhile with your brothers before leading yourself back into Ser Ion's arms. All of it was a blur but from what you can recall, two men held your hand as the lead you to momentarily dance on a platform and lead you back down to the center of the dance area.

The music finally stopped and you ended with a twirl and a form of a curtsey to everyone as people clapped for your performance.

"Oh my - I knew you were a very good dancer, but Alys you were phenomenal!" Baela says still clapping her hands as you, your brothers and Ser Ion return to your spot.

"It's almost as if your feet were barely touching the ground - and the way that you moved! Oh that's how I want to dance."

"Thank you so much girls."

The rest of the night was you being a more requested dance partner to multiple males and sometimes to a group of women around your age.

You spent the days leading up to the minor ball getting to know the different courtiers both from major houses and minor houses, those who were more likely to side with your mother and those who were more likely to support Aegon and Queen Alicent's side - mainly through Aemond introducing you to them. And as much as you tried to ignore it, Aemond was right once again that marriage proposals from both sides have begun being sent your way. There was a funny incident wherein both a Lannister representative and a Baratheon representative sought you out at the same time, began arguing among themselves about who was the better match for you. Meanwhile you sneaked away into the private courtyard where you meet Ser Ion to practice your powers.

Speaking of your powers, you have managed to more effectively control the fire. It turns out you were letting it control you to the point wherein you came to fear it - or rather you couldn't distinguish between fearing it and fearing the responsibility of control over it.

"Fear is not the same as respect. Respect has an adequate amount of fear but it does not allow it to become irrationally uncontrollable." Ser Ion says as he observes you controlling the flames. This time the exercise was controlling multiple fire sources without affecting the other. On front of you was a set of five candles. The left most candle was supposed to have the largest flame while the right most candle should have the smallest. Fortunately those two were easy to do, it was the flames in between them that was tricky for you.

"Have faith in yourself, you've done it before with just three candles."

"Five candles are a very different experience."

"Don't be afraid to approach it one by one. I could feel your impatience to control all of them at once. If you do that your mind will be too overwhelmed. It's better to focus on one candle at a time."

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Honing in on the energy you feel connected to from the candle flames. You take his advice and focus on the second to the left candle. The flame should be large but not as large as the left most candle. You allow yourself to reach out and connect with the energy of the flame, be one with it in your mind.

"That's it, now make it slightly smaller than the one to the left."

Fire as Ser Ion has explained, is a process of energy at work. Combustion he calls it, and it engages all the senses at work which gives it an almost divine status among people. It takes a lot of work to even make a fire, and it takes work to maintain it, though it eventually burns out.

"In plenty of ways it is similar to how the body processes food. According to several much more advanced medical scholars, it is through the burning of the food in our bodies that we receive the nutrients it offers."

He explains one time as he thoroughly discusses the mechanics of fire in itself.

"Does that also translate to the fire in our souls?"

"Of course, those who diminish or do not feed the fire in themselves will only merely survive not thrive. The Divine fire within us urges us to move, to make things matter, to breathe and live the life that was given to us. Of course if you feed it too much it would add to impulsiveness and delusions of pride that such people are entitled to anything and everything."

"My I'm impressed. You really have such a deep insight Ser Ion."

"Please, I'm merely saying the words of my actual teacher long ago. It is she who deserves the credit for everything and anything I know relating to fire."

Thankfully these discussions and exercises were enough so far to keep any unusual events from happening. You weren't sure how but somehow Ser Ion managed to keep your practices and discussions a secret from the rest of court. The very place wherein anyone who had even a slice of power and influence had their own spy network. This is one among some topics that Ser Ion would not discuss with you. Perhaps its to protect his own hidden spy network and that was how your powers were kept hidden from the rest of court as long as you practiced with Ser Ion.

A week before the minor ball, a rather interesting delegation arrived at court from Essos. Curious about it, your grandfather chose to sit on the Iron Throne after you secretly gave him energy and strength that he could afford not to be drugged on milk of the poppy.

Both factions took their respective sides. From where you were at your grandfather's side, the greens were settled at the right and your mother's faction was to the left. The crowd of courtiers making way for the new delegation from all over Essos. Lead by one of the diplomats who has been called back to formally end his service and to retire after he had sent word that his replacement was ready to take his place as the official ambassador for the Seven Kingdoms.

"Your majesty, in honor of your religious tolerance along with their respective holy priests and priestesses, I present you three women who have been verified by their respective religions to have direct access to their respective Gods. They have volunteered to be in court to provide their spiritual services in addition to enlightenment about their respective faiths."

You hear the courtiers begin to murmur among themselves. From what you could hear, some were doubting the legitimacy of the three Holy women. While others were more curious about why exactly they volunteered their services here of all places.

"First is Reyna, the mystic of Pentos. She prefers to not know your questions or problems before the consultation, that way her messages will have a better chance of being pure." A lady about middle aged wearing a veil which hid her light brown hair.

"And may I ask what Faith the mystic Reyna represents?"

"I represent the spiritual faith your majesty. I am merely a messenger of any deity or spirit that chooses to communicate with whomever seeks my services. Anyone who has doubts need only to find me." She courtsies again and walks to the side allowing for the next Holy woman to present herself. Based from her looks she appears to be the eldest among the three. Her once black hair now graying from age, and yet she was still in your opinion, beautiful to look at.

"Second your majesty, is Agnes from the Andalos hills. The Prophetess for the Faith of the Seven. As approved by the High Septon your grace." Lady Agnes bowed instead of courtsey. Understandable since it seems her knees were not as it once was. When she straightened herself she looked at you straight in the eye.

"It is fortunate that you have your granddaughter by your side your majesty. It is because of her presence that you once again have strength to move and a clear mind to think. As long as she is by your side, and as long as she is alive, the pain from your leprosy is reduced. This is one among many Divine gifts she has and you greatly benefit from it."

While you hear your stepfather scoff, you couldn't help but feel a shock that you hoped no one saw in your face. How-How did she know? The only person who knows about your hidden talents is Ser Ion. Maybe some of the Maesters whom you worked with for some medical education but as far as you know, no one else knows. But then again, you are in a place that is thriving with spies for different factions and houses.

"I see, my dear Alys seems to be the few people who could see beyond the squabbling. I thank her for that everyday." Agnes bows and goes to Reyna's side. Now looking at the two of them beside each other, they might be mother and daughter. It would explain why the three of them decided to be together despite having different faiths and beliefs.

"Last but not the least your grace, I present to you the Red Priestess Kara from Asshai. Representing the faith of R'hllor or the Red God." A beautiful woman, whom by her appearance seems to be around your age clad in red clothing make her way to courtsey before the King. Her features confirm your supicions since she has dark black tied up slightly to not have any hair bother her vision.

"A pleasure to be in the services in your court your majesty."

"Thank you Priestess Kara, I hope despite how much decor from the Faith of the Seven, you will be comfortable here."

"Speaking of hope your grace." Just like Agnes she turns towards you, but this time her eyes turn white and her voice changes - it is difficult to describe but it's as if two people are speaking at the same time. And it sent chills down your spine.

"When you are in doubt of what to do or where your journey is headed Princess Alys, just remember the words of your father. The words that allowed him to defeat the morningstar."

Her eyes return to normal, she shakes her head a bit before saying farewell - this time only in her regular voice - as the three along with their respective companions from their faiths. Except for Reyna but you couldn't tell what exactly is their relationship.

What was that message? You wondered what she could mean. You hear the courtiers gossiping. You've read enough with the Maesters to know that not all prophecies are accurate or even true. You weren't sure how true the cryptic message the Red Priestess Kara was, but there was no doubt that by addressing this so publicly, more rumors would probably fuel the already obvious illegitimacy of you, Jace, Luce, and Joffrey. It has placed a larger target on you, and you would have to now start extending your readings beyond the comforts of Old Valyria.

You soon find yourself in the library, this time in the section that contained laws and the history of government.

"Fancy seeing you here."

"Aemond! You're finished with your training already?"

You take a moment to stretch and roll your shoulders being stiff for staying in one position for too long. Aemond takes a seat across you as he picks up one of the books you've gathered around you.

"According to the librarian you haven't left here since I escorted you here this morning. Has your scholar found someone else to interest him?"

"I told him that I had something else to study for awhile and we agreed to just meet again tomorrow or after the ball in a few days. He said something about introducing himself to the three Holy women who now reside here. The laws and government of Westeros is not in his area of interest."

"Oh? And I thought he was supposed to be a travelling scholar."

"Of Valyrian culture and what remains of it till this day. Did you know that out of all the Gods in Old Valyria, for some reason the only active and flourishing cult that still remains today is Balerion's cult? Which I find strange since one of his sacred animals is the dragon, but the main area for his cult is in Volantis who after the doom killed the dragons and their dragon riders living there."

"From what is available here, I believe the aspect of Balerion that is flourishing the most in Volantis is his aspect as the God of fire, blacksmiths, and warriors. They were probably thinking that Balerion gave them the blessing of no longer being subservient to Old Valyria and killed the dragons and the dragonriders as some sort of sacrifice. But from what you have gathered around you-" He opens the book he held and turned it to a particular page.

"This is probably what you're looking for. Not of other tales of Old Valyria and what remains of our culture among the free cities." He gives you the book with the page opened to the succession laws and jurisprudence during the time of King Jaehaerys I.

"Oh thank you Aemond." You couldn't help but smile at him as you settle the book on a book stand as you begin reading and taking notes.

"I'm sorry if I'm not going to be as conversational as I usually am. This task has rendered me mainly silent it seems."

"I don't mind that. What I do mind is you hiding your worries from me." This made you pause and you meet his gaze as you straighten up from your studies.

"Alys," he says softly as he adjusts his chair to move himself closer to you. Never once breaking your joined gazes.

"The words of the Red Priestess has worried you, haven't they?" You find yourself breathing heavily with anxiety. Before closing your eyes briefly to calm your invasive thoughts down before responding. Ser Ion was not here right now and apart from him, the only true player in court willing to listen or even truly give you the time of day is Aemond.

"It's not her words that worries me - it's that she said it in open court that worries me. Though I suppose the Red God has chosen the timing of when she says it. You saw what I saw. Her pupils disappeared and when she spoke, it's as if two voices were coming out of her." He nods and through his expression he encourages you to continue.

"I don't know what she meant by the words of my father when he defeated the morning star. But her words has emphasized how dangerous it is for me and my siblings to be here. That night I realized how I have enclosed myself in my fascination with Valyria that I have not done enough effort into arming myself for the actual battles in court. And so here I am. Starting the work I should've done long before I even stepped foot here." You take a glance at the nearby window. The sun is almost setting. The sky is not yet orange, but it is getting close. You'll have to take note of the books that you have opened and have still yet to finish.

"Though do tell me something Aemond - how did you know I would do this? I know you're observant - that's one of your strengths. But how did you connect it to my anxiety over the Priestess Kara's words?" You begin returning the books back into their proper shelves as you hear him respond.

"Simple, among all the members of your family you're the one actually paying attention to court politics and the way things actually work. Your twin is more interested in combat, your second brother is reluctant to do anything beyond being your mother's pet, and your stepsisters hide behind their grandmother."

"Alright! I see your point." While he oversimplifies what you know of your family, you also can't blame him since their history is more tumultuous than your own history with you.

"I won't bother commenting on your mother. You of all people must know how I feel about her-"

"- that still doesn't answer my question. How did you know I would venture into studies of law? For all everyone knows I could've just buried myself deeper in Valyrian studies."

You feel his fingers under your chin. Surprising, but not unwelcomed. He gently uses them to turn you away from the book case and towards his gaze.

"You want peace. You out of everyone in our family hate this tension between our families. You don't want any bloodshed to happen. That's why you declared yourself to be neutral. And that's why I'm not surprised when at the reminder of your questionable parentage you have chosen to overwhelm yourself searching for a viable solution to the ongoing conflict." As you continue gazing into his eye, you feel his fingers gently brush some stray strands of hair and tucks it back against your ear.

"No wonder the King likes you so much. You are the more decisive version of himself that he never could be."

You couldn't help but huff a little bit in annoyance. It's only looking back that you realize how his fingers never left your face.

"I already know that I am easy prey to be manipulated because I am new in court. I apologize in advance for any mistakes I make. I just hope it won't be for nothing."

"Hmm" He tucks another stray hair and places it behind your other ear before his fingers leave your face and he offers his arm to you.

"By any chance do you have an escort for the ball?"

"I've decided not to have a partner. That way those who wants to pursuit me will not be intimidated by any escort I choose."

"Good choice, your scholar would have been a poor choice for courtly affairs."

"Aemond he's just a friend." You notice he has relaxed a little bit but was still tense. You wonder why he's always had a problem with you spending time with Ser Ion specifically. Sure the lady in your dreams told you that he's jealous but surely Aemond doesn't see you that way. Even when you were children he has always been more duty bound than you were. And from your own recent observations and interactions with him, while it is possible that he has a romantic companion, you also knew that he would strive to be faithful to his future wife no matter how he personally feels for her.

"I only asked him to escort me during that street party because my mother encouraged me to do so. She was worried that I would be left out because I did not have a constant partner by my side. Ser Ion was free and promised to escort me home along with my siblings."

He remains silent as he takes your hand and holds it as you two go up the stairs.

"Aemond why do you oppose my relationship with Ser Ion so much? He's one of the few outside of our family that I feel safe around."

"My instincts tell me that he is not all that he seems. It almost seems whenever you are around him, it seems you are covered in a cloak that hides you from mine or anyone's sight. I don't know how he does it, but I don't like it. You are lucky that so far there are no rumors that you two are doing anything illicit."

"How could anyone think that? I've only been with him in public spaces where anyone could see us."

"And yet whenever you are not with your family, you tend to spend it more with him than anyone else."

"Are you jealous? Is this what this is about?"

"I'm merely concerned for you." You are almost at your room, but the two of you slow down to spend more time with this conversation.

"Helaena misses you too. You've only visited her three times so far, maybe it's about time to make another visit?"

"Isn't she also going to be in the ball?"

"No, she prefers the comforts of solitude."

"I could imagine - oh wait I don't need to imagine I have memories of you also enjoying such comforts." He chuckles at this.

"Helaena and I could make arrangements. I know you feel uncomfortable around my elders, would you be more willing to visit if it was just Helaena and I?"

"Me being with Ser Ion bothers you that much?"

"I would feel better if I knew your free time wasn't monopolized by him."

"Hmmm I'll consider it - it depends on the date and whether or not I'm truly free. I wouldn't want to bore her with any of my research."

"Hm? What makes you think she was bored?"

"I know she has prophetic gifts or as some people call 'God touched' but she kept saying something along the lines of 'The desire of the Gods reveal the root of pain.' I'm not even sure if those were her exact words."

"Well if anything, it seems we can now consult our new residents over her gift."

You both pause at the balcony like arch just onfront of your door and leaning over allowed you the view of the courtyard below.

"I thought you were skeptical of anything that wasn't connected to the Faith of the Seven? I know how devout you are."

"I am not so blindly devout that I don't know the flaws of the faith. I just choose to believe in the seven in spite of the flaws of the people who serve it."

"Mmmhmmm"

"Besides, one of the Holy women now in court is a prophetess of the faith who has the High Septon's approval. If I have my doubts about the other two I could always verify it with her. She's also the one who gave you a good prophecy."

"Which we don't know is true."

"Then why are you acting so defensively?" He smirks at you as he crosses his arms.

"There's some truth in what she has said isn't there?"

Damn it. The smirk and now relaxed yet confident nature of his stance as he leans on the pillar. If you try to continue denying it now, you would look only more guilty. And with Aemond you cannot afford that.

"Well? Aren't you going to tell me what's really going on?"

"You're the better observer between the two of us - why don't you guess what's going on."

"Alys." He gives you a look of reluctance.

"I'd rather hear it from you."

"And I want to hear what you think before I do so." You hear footsteps coming quickly from one direction. You're probably going to regret this later but there is no way you're going to risk anyone else learning more about your hidden talents. Better that everyone else thinks that you and Aemond have begun sleeping together than everyone finding out and potentially exploiting the powers that you have that you are still learning to control.

After looking quickly on multiple sides you grab Aemond's hand and drag him inside your room quickly closing the door once both of you were inside.

"Alys surely it cannot be that bad-" You quickly lean over him and place a finger over his lips.

"Aemond, please. I'm counting on you to keep this between the two of us. Not even my family knows this." He attempts to speak but you quickly grab his other hand attempting to remove your finger.

"Am I making myself clear?"

You hold his gaze until he nods.

"Good, let's sit on the couch so this will be easier."

"What is so horrible that you would risk rumors of being deflowered by me?"

"Well I don't know about horrible, but it's definitely unusual."

You both settle on the couch.

"Tell me which part hurts the most right now." He studies your face for awhile. He must have noticed how serious you were.

"You're not going to like it."

"Aemond my studies included the medical knowledge taught to me by the maesters. I've seen the King unbandanged and I still held his hands. I can handle it."

After a moment of silence more, he removes his eye patch and shows you the Sapphire that now occupies his now missing eye.

"Does it scare you?"

"I'm more surprised than scared."

"Hmm."

"Can you point to me where the pain tends to be?" He looks at you with brief surprise before he allows himself to relax. Not totally at ease but enough to show that he too is trusting you with his own secrets.

"The pain is in the entire area. Or rather this half of my face."

"Is it always there?"

"Some days it is. Some days I'm lucky."

"Have you tried drinking the milk of the poppy?"

"No, the moment I truly understood how addictive it could be I forced myself to learn to live with the pain rather than be constantly drugged on it. You've seen how drugged the King was on it before you arrived." You give him a nod as you guide him to lean on the back of the couch and to allow himself to relax.

"That was a price I wasn't willing to pay. My brother was already a lazy drunkard, I didn't want to be one. So I told no one so that my mother will have other matters to worry about instead of prompting me to take the drugs."

"Mmmhmm, may I touch it?"

"Gently, whenever someone roughly touches it or grabs it, it triggers more severe pain." You nod and move to his left as you prepare yourself.

"Tell me what you feel. According to the King he feels strangely reinvigorated but its bound to feel different with everyone."

"Very well. Go on."

You take a deep breath before hovering your dominant hand over the painful half of his face. Since the pain could be unpredictable you decide to hover over it first before directly touching it to be safe. You reach out to the energy found in his blood and using it you gently speed up the blood circulation around his left face.

"Is this fine?"

"I barely feel anything."

"I'm being very gentle right now. I would rather you feel nothing but your pain is relieved rather than me recklessly speeding up your blood circulation only to cause more. It's a delicate balance."

"You're not even touching my face yet."

"Patience. I'll touch it soon. This is the first time I'm doing it for you to relieve pain and I want to do this right." He's silent afterwards but he adjusts to give you more room to do relieve him of his pain.

After being able to grasp the energy of his blood you slowly but conservatively increase the speed of the circulation. You gently touch his face - erring on the side of hovering your fingers.

"How is it so far?"

"It's...actually quite nice."

"Any painful areas that I'm missing?"

"You may want to focus a bit more on my jaw area. Especially towards the ear." You nod as you gently trace the rough outline of the painful area for him. You transmitted the warmth that you felt from the fireplace to gently add just a little bit more energy in his blood circulation. From the edge of his eyebrow you gently trace your fingers towards his cheek, just under his Sapphire eye. Slowly, gently, you guide the blood towards the area of his jaw. From just under his eye your fingers travel downwards towards his lips but outlining away from them and towards his jaw muscles.

"How are you feeling?"

"Relief...a relief I haven't felt for awhile."

"Mmmhmm"

You trace your fingers underneath his jaw, never losing focus on guiding his blood and the speed of its circulation. Slowly you trace towards his ear.

"Shall I include behind the ear?"

"Issa kostilus"

Your fingers then trace to the area behind the ear. There was some slower circulation in this area. Probably because he always wears his eye-patch. You gently speed up the circulation and gently trace the area.

"Mmm"

"Oh have I hurt you?"

"Daor, sȳz issa."

"Kirimvose, I was worried I might have lost control over your blood."

"This is all you're doing? Controlling my blood?"

"Issa, but I prefer the term guiding the blood since the heart is more than efficient in controlling it. In a way I'm massaging you through your blood."

"This is what you've been doing?"

"Dārys? Issa. His blood has slowed down to an alarming rate. This is why I hold his hand everytime you join me whenever I'm there in the morning."

"Does he know?"

"I don't think so. Or at least not until the Prophetess Agnes has said her words. He might make a guess now."

"Hmm knowing him he would most likely think it's his sudden abstinence from milk of the poppy."

"I can't blame him or you for that matter. To be unable to use your own mind even at the cost of losing the pain...it almost seems it's a torture in itself."

After the speed began to stabilize and be steady at the new modifications you've temporarily introduced you finish of with a few more areas you might have missed.

"If this is what you've been giving the King, I now have an excuse to visit you after my combat training."

"I'm not sure how long this treatment lasts for but I'm confident that it's at least one whole day of relief."

"How did you know?"

"I did this secretly whenever my siblings got injured during their combat exercises. I always focused on the most painful areas of the body. That way I can at least give them some relief as their injuries heal. They would always go to the maesters after at least one day from my hidden treatment for a mild dose of milk of the poppy. You'll have to let me know when the pain comes back. That way I could record it and study my notes on how to improve and what are the possible limitations."

You finally remove your fingers from his face. And you see him touch his left side. He turns to look at you, a smile emerging slowly from his lips.

"Alys...that was wonderful. Why do you want to keep this a secret?"

"It's not jus that. Please don't panic or explode." He nods as you pick up a couple of unlit candelabras and place it on front of him.

You non-chalantly light them from your own energy and he leans back startled.

"You control fire?"

"Issa, I don't know why I have these powers or why sometimes when I sneeze sparks tend to fly out sometimes."

"Sparks?"

You nod, closing your fist and once you feel your energy redirecting towards that fist you open your hand and a series of sparks emerge in the area just above your hands. Aemond looks at you intrigued.

"I'm guessing it might have something to do with lightning. They are stronger during a storm and even stronger when there is lightning present."

"How long have you had these powers?" You let out a sigh.

"They emerged a few weeks after I went to Dragonstone for the first time." You close your eyes, not knowing what his expression currently is and perhaps you don't want to know.

"It's why I wanted to meet you alone when we were in Driftmark. So I could tell you about the powers I just suddenly seem to acquire."

"Alys." You turn your back against him, trying to steady yourself as you hear him make his way towards you.

"When I held your face after you told me that we couldn't be friends anymore, it was me trying to heal your wound. But for some reason I couldn't heal your missing eye. I could only control your blood to reduce the swelling and to reduce the pain. I've been tortured by these powers. Ever since I left Dragonstone I was scared of them, fearing that they would suddenly emerge and then-"

"Alys, look at me." You open your eyes as you find yourself facing him. His expression not as obvious as the ones before but definitely more relaxed.

"Your secret is safe with me. I won't tell anyone about it." He takes one of your hands and he just holds it in his.

"Who else knows?"

"Just you and Ser Ion. It's why I have been spending my time with him as much as possible. He's the reason why I have better control of it now than when I first arrived here." His expression becomes hard but you don't know how to interpret his stare.

"What makes him an expert in magic?"

"He has extensively studied Valyrian magic. It's still being practiced among the religious authorities in Balerion's cult among the free cities. While he hasn't extensively helped with my powers over blood and sparks, we've made extensive progress when it came to my power over fire."

"I see. That explains a lot of things."

"I hope that eases your concerns over what I'm doing with him."

His face was unreadable but his stance was more relaxed than before.

"It's late, I must return to my room."

"Issa you should." This time he lightly traces the outline of your face as you gaze into his eye.

"I'll see you at the ball."

"Issa, see you too." He puts his eye-patch back on before he opens the secret tunnel that you two used extensively when you were children.

"Geros Ilas Aemond, se kirimvose."

"Geros Ilas Alys, se biarvose."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I felt that this was the right spot to cut it for the meantime. The next Part starts with the ball. Let's just say Alys and Aemond will have a Lizzie and Mr. Darcy moment (this is not a spoiler, if I could make a trailer this would be in the next episode promo).

A few more notes on this chapter:

1.) To those who caught the tip on who Alys is - don't spoil it for the other people here 😂 if you know, you know. If you want to discuss or guess in her potential identity, just pm me so other readers won't be spoiled;

2.) One of the things I wanted to establish before the ball is that Alys often feels a little more at home among the common people, despite knowing that she is more privileged than they are even if she is an illegitimate child;

3.) Another thing I wanted to establish is that Alys is a notably good dancer;

4.) The first truly intimate scene between Aemond and Alys is her giving him relief from the pain he has felt ever since the incident at Driftmark is inspired by this post by Adderess. I've always love stories would have couples be intimate without being sexual first. To me it establishes how they can truly work as a relationship (I'm not asexual, but since this is a love story and I hate how sex and love are treated as one and the same, I love the approach John Green took in looking for Alaska in showing how something else could be more intimate than just any act of sex itself). In this instance, by allowing Aemond to know her secret, it also allows room for Aemond to be vulnerable with her and also allow her to heal the pain he know he has, but has forgotten what it was like to be free from that pain. Aemond has unpredictable pain from his wound, while Alys still has unpredictable control over her powers and lives in fear of it.

I hope you enjoyed :D

[unusual-raccoon]

my love! about the character game! 1, 6 and 9 for jaceluke? (it could be done separately or how this would look like for them as a ship <3) love you lots!

Hi baby, I’m so sorry for taking this long for reply! Saturdays are always busy for me and my mom wanted to watch a movie when I got home. Ily ily ily 🤍

1) What would their social media page/activity be like (this one was the hardest for me)

Jace: One account, probably only uses it for family, a second account for work/professional life.

Luke: three accounts probably, one for family stuff that is loaded with memes and the most generic shit, one for relationship stuff and the occasional saucy selfie, and one account dedicated to Arrax.

JaceLuke: the most obnoxious couple shit ever. Pics of them holding hands. It would look like a Pinterest board 😭. Also so many doggie pictures!!!

6) Psychological headcanons (tastes, fears, talents, regrets, how they deal with anger, just anything that comes to mind on the topic)

Jace: Tastes; blood. Fears; not living up to expectations/being a disappointment. Dealing with anger; tries to find healthy outlets, riding his dragon, training, coping with humor (i.e. returning to King’s Landing and automatically finding a memory to laugh about rather than dwelling on people staring at them). Extra; Daddy issues. Problems with authority. High key the father figure to his brothers. Eldest daughter coded.

Luke: Tastes; salt. Fears; responsibility, death (he’s woefully aware of his own mortality). Dealing with anger; king of bottling things up, ✨avoidance✨ (if he doesn’t acknowledge bad things, they can’t get him 😌✊). Extra; gets nosebleeds in dry air. Hates the color blue.

JaceLuke: Tastes; each other. Fears; losing one another, disappointing Rhaenyra, political marriages 😖. Dealing with anger; if they’re mad at each other, they’d sulk until they get over it, Jace is the oldest - he is the king of being the bigger man and is usually the one to take the first step in mending things, usually with sweets of a king. If they’re mad at someone else, best believe they’re talking shit until one can make the other laugh.

9) Headcanons about their past

Jace: Reason his hair looks different (no I don’t wanna talk about the wig) is because he refuses to look like anyone else, Jace wants to be judged on his own merits - not on him mother’s and definitely not on his father(s). This is a habit he came into when he was young. He ‘cuts’ it to look different. (Don’t @ me, I have curly hair, I know that’s not how it ‘works’).

Luke: Loved ghost stories, would squeal and leap beneath blankets and adored the whole chilling experience. That wore off after too many adults died.

JaceLuke: they used to sneak into each other’s rooms at night after moving to Dragonstone. As kids they would play Ye Olde version of house and pretend Jace was the father, Luke was the mother, and Joff was their baby. Not in relation to them as a couple, but this applies to them both: they’re 🗣️ good 🗣️ swimmers 🗣️ - Laenor actually loved spending time with his boys, and absolutely taught all of them how to swim.

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"NO ONE WAS USING THESE CHARACTERS AT THE TIME I PAINTED THIS" -- THE HANNA-BARBERA UNIVERSE.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on a piece titled "Hanna-Barbera Heroes" (2001), artwork by Alex Ross, and created for the Warner Bros. Studio Stores as a tribute to the most notable superhero types of characters from Hanna-Barbera’s extensive library of cartoon shows.

"No one was using these characters at the time I painted this.  They weren’t even in regular rotation on Cartoon Network at the time. I talked Warner Bros. into letting me do this huge image, even though I was unfamiliar with many of the characters."

-- ALEX ROSS (American comic-book artist/writer/painter) on his "Hanna-Barbera" piece

Now, for one of the greatest roll calls I've ever posted on here, so here goes:

The Blue Falcon and Dyno-Mutt ("Blue Falcon & Dyno-Mutt"); Blip, Jan, Jace, and Space Ghost ("Space Ghost"); Shazzan, Kaboobie, Chuck, and Nancy ("Shazzan"); Tundro, Gleep, Igoo, Gloop, Zok, Tara, King Zandor, and Dorno ("The Herculoids"); Samson and Goliath ("Samson & Goliath"); Jayna, Gleek, Apache Chief, Black Vulcan, Zan, Samurai, Marvin, Wendy, and Wonder Dog ("Super Friends"); Mightor ("The Mighty Mightor"); Avenger and Birdman ("Birdman"); Vapor Man, Meteor Man, and Gravity Girl ("The Galaxy Trio"); Raseem, Bez, Fariik, Prince Turhan, Princess Nida, and Zazuum ("Arabian Knights"); and Jana ("Jana of the Jungle").

Resolution from largest to smallest: 3552x2688, 3476x2400, 3183x1571, & 1280x1222 (2x).

Source: www.illustrationhistory.org/illustrations/hanna-barbera-heroes.

[mirabellemoira]

I was unsure if you would appreciate this, but I think from your last post you wouldn't mind (?) but ever since I read Falling Back Into The Hedge Maze I've wanted to do an aesthetic, moodboard (?) from Jace and Baela instagram around that time. This said (if you don't see a problem) could you give me some details of them? Like hobbies, their social life, how do you think their instagram would be... anything useful than won't spoil anything you are not ready to share. Thank you in advantage. It will probably take a while but I want to at least start to search some pictures.

I very much appreciate it and I adore you anon 😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️

I’ll do my best to stay focused on the Falling Back Into the Hedge Maze/breakup years like you asked but college arc vibes will probably sneak in 😂 I love that arc so much I can’t wait to write it

- They both love the horses but aren’t around much for it to really be a full time hobby since they both live away from the ranch. But when they are there? They’re obsessed. They grew up with those horses and if they could take them with them they absolutely would.

- Baela loves running, she‘ll probably still be on the track team in college. It clears her mind.

Harwin always dragged Jace out of bed to go running with him before school because he worked late some nights. So while he wouldn’t do it on his own for fun, he’s grown to like running with his dad just to have that extra time with him (and keeping that competitive spirit alive while he’s away from Luke)

- they both love video games. Jace uses it as a way to keep in touch with Luke when they’re living apart as well. When him and Baela get back together they love playing decision/butterfly effect based games and losing their minds arguing over the best path forward

- they both love to cook. He learned how to cook from Alys, who’s very much a northeastern lobster roll/seafood/soup kinda girl. Corlys and Rhaenys live in the NE as well so Baela grew up eating a lot of the same stuff as Alys as well,

- Jace’s social media seems very casual and rarely used but in reality it’s very controlled and picky. The only family that really make an appearance are the Strongs + Luke and Joff. When he was with his ex she’d make regular appearances between family and artsy pics around DC (where the Strongs live). He’s very cautious about posting pics of the Targ-Velaryon side of the family until after he marries Baela and can pretend they’re just related to her.

- Baela’s a reels girlie (did reels exist in 2016? Hmmm possibly not but here they do), she loves doing DITLs so she can capture the little moments to look back on in the future. Rhaena is a constant feature on her instagram, as well as their friends from boarding school + Rhaenys and Corlys’ yacht company. Posting the picture of her engagement ring is unexpectedly terrifying but she does it and has to face the rush of confused texts from literally everyone she knows.

- in the breakup era baela was more outgoing in making friends but didn’t really let anyone get close. Lots of casual friendship without depth. Jace is friends with Ben and Aly, some second cousins of Alys on her mom’s side, and has met Cregan once or twice when his dad was in DC on business

- As much as they love the ranch, they both prefer the city.

- Baela wears her mom’s jewelry a lot, mainly gold and pearls and blue seaglass, she finds herself buying more pieces like them to feel close to her. She wears her hair curly like her mom’s too. Jace started growing his hair out and curly like Harwin’s after the gazebo breakup but before that he’d had the short curls that he’d did his best to smooth and straighten because he was jealous of his mom and Daemon’s hair.

[lanaisdoe]

"SAY IT." - ... Daemon Targaryen

I mean, Vaemond had it coming. There has never been a greater fool born than the one who'd scream at DAEMON TARGARYEN's wife, call her children bastards and call her a whore in front of the whole court with DAEMON standing right there!!!

^ not sure what Vaemond was thinking, i mean, did he really think he was getting out of that hall alive after that? ...duuuude...

So here's where it all started getting heated, Daemon's watching the scene, Rhaenyra's turning her head slightly towards Daemon subconsciously, without really looking at him, just him being there is reassuring for her:

And just as Vaemond starts with his BS for real, we see Daemon giving Rhaenyra this knowing look >>>

^ to me it looks like Daemon being partly amused that the fool would dare, and also reassuring Rhaenyra with this look like 'i've got this babe, don't you worry'

And right after, Daemon redirects his attention to Vaemond in an ominous way, 'EVIL' written all over his face :D i'd shit my pants, Vaemond, how did you not get it?!

And that's when Daemon graciously gives Vaemond ONE.LAST.CHANCE.

- "SAY IT"- Daemon says, basically hissing...

for a moment it looks like Vaemond indeed is shitting his pants, his lip trembling (out of anger?) .... but then he ultimately signs his death warrant, oh the fool... does he think Daemon is kiddin' ??? he knew Daemon had murdered in cold blood without blinking an eye FOR MUCH LESS, not to mention, getting rid of his 1st wife to be able to marry the Rhaenyra this fool is just offending, i mean, what the hell, Vaemond ???

Suicidal Vaemond then turns to Daemon fully and SHOUTS at pregnant Rhaenyra's husband that "her children are baaaastaaaards"

i can't help but laugh at Otto's reaction the moment Vaemond stops just seconds before (probably) attempting to call Rhaenyra a whore for the first time but hesitating for a second,

This is Otto's face when he sees Vaemond's attempt and Daemon's face :D :D :D

there's horror and alert written all over Otto's face :D he knows that you do not mess with HUSBAND and DADDY DAEMON, calling his wife names, Otto's face is literally like "oh no oh no oh no Vaemond don't you dare, i still have use of you you old fool, stop it , stop right there, you don't wanna piss Daemon off, you don't wanna mess with his wife"

also, i loved the shot of protective Jace here :") my sweet,

and then it's as if Vaemond started believing in himself a little too much, cuz obviously he did not get Daemon's subtle message, and decided to go like "and SHE IS A WHOOORE" in front of pregnant Rhaenyra's husband and right to her father king's face, wtf Vaemond, you really are dumb >>>

^^ and long story short, THOSE were the last words this foolish man had ever spoken :D head(s) started rolling... (one. for now.)

I would also love to highlight Otto's reaction JUST BEFORE this moment and just AFTER Vaemond called Rhaenyra a whore :D :D OTTO totally KNEW that was IT. The way he took a deep breath and turned around and away from Vaemond like, oh why oh why, Vaemond.... oh yeah, this alliance was good while it lasted...

also, the next pic Otto already low-key mourning Vaemond :D he knew that was IT for Vaemond :D

And so when the head rolled, we got a really interesting pic of the Greens' reactions :D you gotta love their reactions, it speaks volumes about their characters

Alicent worrying about her children,

Otto grumpy about the turn of events, couldn't hate Daemon more, but not surprised at all, kinda pissed at Vaemond too, for his stupidity, salty about having to scheme more, and harder...

Helaena poor bb shocked to death,

Aegon just disgusted and like 'yeah well...another day.'

and Aemond standing there in true awe, as if in that moment he decided to become Daemon when he grew up (just joking but anyway, i do think Aemond admired Daemon, and had things turned out differently between these two branches of families, i think Aemond and Daemon could have become good buddies and have a nice teacher-apprentice, uncle-nephew relationship, fly dragons to wars together, have each other's backs... Oh well... forever wishing we got a big strong united Targ family :"( ...)

Anyway... Daemon totally not sorry, staring down at dead Vaemond with contempt, casually leaning on his Dark sister like nothing's happened

and he's proud of himself, too ...for the justice. "He can keep his tongue" Daemon's sass at its finest. Murdering for his family is the best kind of murdering. The satisfaction. No one's gonna call his wife a whore in his presence without losing a head

Otto was kinda horrified after that, (fearing more heads were gonna roll while Daemon's at it?? Otto knew Daemon hated him with passion, and he knew Daemon knew how much of a scheming manipulative Rhaenyra and Viserys hating ass Otto was - perhaps he thought Daemon was gonna deal with all their haters at that point? so he just needed Daemon disarmed ASAP:

Daemon couldn't've been calmer at that point :D calmly saying "no need" as he wiped the blood off his sword, using his own garments for that, wild

BUT the look Daemon gave Otto after that!!! he knew Otto was shitting his pants. And Daemon was low-key making a point, JUST YOU DARE SAY A WORD AGAINST MY WIFE OR KIDS, heads gonna roll, Otto . For real.

And... I'm just gonna say it was about time idiots started answering for treason, for constantly speaking against and disrespecting the future Queen and her children. Now Daemon was there, the defender of the Realm, his Queen and wife's protector, their children's daddy, and from now on NO ONE was gonna say shit about his wife without getting his head chopped off anymore. Daemon looked like he hoped he made himself clear and was pretty happy with himself.

Calm, sassy and contented Daemon. In his element. And with his loving family, NOW more powerful than EVER before.

This man just needed his Rhaenyra by his side and to create a happy family nest together with her :D make house Targaryen great again :")

^ this is the same man that chops off heads.

^ he chops off heads when you dare say shit about his WIFE and FAMILY.

[idk-i-just-really-like-tsc]

since there’s no sobh entry today or ever again here’s a fun little list of my fav sobh entries ever!

coming up first we have the first Magnus to Alec letter. Listen this shit changed my life and was probably one of the highlights of my fall semester last year I’m not kidding it was that bad. Magnus and Alec made it better. that photo of them and the kids on vacation is my everything. Magnus calling Alec love. it’s everything. anyway we knew that was first

second we have the other Magnus to Alec letter. this one wasn’t hitting as much but it was still Magnus to Alec hence why it’s up at the top. it was still great. highlights include Magnus calling the kids m and r bc I think it’s cute, and Magnus calling Alec my love again. Also the entire last paragraph !

next is unobjectively the best sobh entry if we are not counting my extreme tmi gang bias. which is Livvy speaking to Julian!!!! I love the inflection the actress used and I think she encapsulated Livvy so so well and I LOVE IT. Kitty angst I am here for it. this was so gearing up for what the wicked powers will be. too bad it’s a decade away. anyway this entry slayed the house down!!!! ty needs kit.

next was a super fun surprise and def one of my favs : emma and Julian visiting the tmi gang in nyc!!! even tho it freaked me out because I am so scared of Janus I got to see my BEST FRIENDS jace clary and Alec <3 Simon and Isabelle could’ve been included but I’ll take what I can get. they ordered pizza my favs for that I love my tmi gang takeout food fiends. yeah this was sm fun

Here’s a random one. TESSA TO MARYSE. this was a banger. I love it. I remember reading it and this was like over a year ago but I was so in shock but so thrilled. Like it’s just random but fun for hearing about kit and Jace and the lightwood fam is my fav obviously. and that cute pic of Jace clary kit and mina!!!

next we have the kit to ty letter that kit burned. sad but good and also just interesting with its connections to james my best friend James Herondale. it’ll be interesting (?) to see what ends up happening with the gun in both chain of thorns and the wicked powers. cool stuff

also ash to Janus. Janus scares me because he very much threatens my fav but also Janus being a threat means tmi gang content right. I mean that makes sense to me I’ll take what I can get! Also I love ash so. I’m excited to see him more

Helen to Julian. this was cute. i love Helen and i love that pic of tavvy and I love them worrying about ty aw. yay blackthorn siblings sometimes I forget that I love them

Honorable mention: dru and Kit texting. i do enjoy the 2014 looking text message entries because they’re fun and like gen z I guess. but also they were j short and didn’t have enough content to be good. you know

More honorable mentions: Ragnor and Ty’s visit, some of Emma’s entries in Bruce, Cristina talking abt Thomas lightwood, and Tessa to Sophie even though it was the saddest thing ever

thats it that’s the list

[carelessflower]

Jace herondale

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life 

jace grows on me. for book!jace i have to admit that i cannn ot stand his ass in the first parts in tmi (yes im aware he was a teenager yes im aware of the trauma, yes im still gonna fight him) his treatment of alec was hahahaha (i blame this on cc’s writing about parabatai bond btw, they way she presented it seem like nothing but afterthought power boost between 2 people). show!jace,,,,,i claim show!jace in parabatai lost and the two last eps of season 3 (maybe your mother was right and your best wasn’t good enough still the most wtf line jace had ever said, like bro dude chill, why u be treating your parabatai like shit cuz of a girl you met for 2 days) i dig the angsty teenager asshole aesthetic of jace in the first part but im glad he experience character development tbh

hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang 

cassie literally bombard us every chapter with how hot jace is,,,plus i can appreciate gold eyes

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff 

you look up the pic of recklessness and brave and a pic of jace show up, probably jumping in front of a car or something

best quality: his humour and sarcasm, the way he overcome the to love is to destroy bs

worst quality: self destructive tendency (in tmi)

ship them with: clary, simon

brotp them with: alec, simon, izzy (need more of this interaction), 

needs to stay away from: valentine, evil murder counterpart from another dimension

misc. thoughts: tda!jace would eat tmi!jace for breakfast

[khaleesiofalicante]

ALRIGHT LET'S GOOO. This live blog's gonna be a little different I think.

this chapter's theme is…nudes.

I'm so smart I know

who could've guessed huh

Shinyun I will drown you

the birthday part is so sad

BABE YES YOU WILL BE ON THE COVER ONE DAY!

I too love sitting on the floor

Oh my

sir I am eating your text chain does not seem to be going in an appropriate direction-

I heard he would do anything for you.

[To: Alexander]

Anything?

[From: Alexander]

Anything.

giggles.

y'all cute

LMAO, HE RAN-

alec do you not know how to take a picture-

y'all cute srsly

:( is so cute

I actually melt every time Alec calls him baby

alec send him a shirtless pic.

If only he dreamed about shirtless Alec.

He would sleep so much better if that’s the case.

I am literally dying to find out about his nightmares

hehhehehhe we get a pic

please we all know this ain't a one-time thing

im reading all this with the biggest grin ever

y'all are so AHHHHHHHHHHH

Magnus bby you're overthinking :( it's okay I promise

Oh that makes sense

Magnus hey it's different for him but at the end of the day no one has the right to choose out life for us. So make your own path.

It’s one of his favorite words now.

Boyfriend.

Y'all <33

Omg Alec :((

I'm so glad he gets to have the eventually y'know? but it still sucks so much and I wanna punch someone

Yo I love this! He's right. It is different...

He wants this forever. He wants Alec forever.

Oh boy-

Even if this doesn’t work out, he wants Alec to remember him.

He wants to be remembered by Alec.

YOU GUYS WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME

but like same

what if you lose the polaroid?

“You look like a fucking model.”

CREEPY GIGGLING BECAUSE YES

oh god he licked it...my my

biter!alec

There is a part of him, an ugly part, that wants to be the only man who will ever be touched and kissed – and bitten – like this by Alec.

HONEY, YOU GOT YOUR WISH!

“No, I was actually hoping to publish them in the university’s monthly bulletin.”

LMAO MAGNUS SUIHSDUHIUHIDFSUIHF

"love" INCOHERENT SCREAMING

Middle!

OMG THE GROUP CHAT NAME

MAGNUS YOU DID MY LOVE

Jace:

Babe. I’m right here.

Clary:

You in Afghanistan, bitch

THESE TWO IUHISDUIHSDUHUFID

Simon:

The last time you went to France you came home with a child

omg my Daviddddd

Alec:

🙄🙄🙄

Can we go back to talking about Magnus???

Oh look it's me!

Alec:

Please only refer to Magnus as the sexiest man alive.

Or I will sue all of you for slander.

YESSSSS

Alec:

See you tomorrow, Sexiest Man Alive. 😘

Izzy:

I’m about to sue People Magazine now

Alec:

For not naming Magnus sooner?

I agree. Let’s do it.

IMMA JOIN Y'ALL LET'S DO ITTT

OMG ALEC YESSSS BABY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU AMAZING BEAUTIFUL SEXY LITTLE SHIT

This is so sexy of Alec

just when I thought I couldn't love this man anymore.

At least, next time people will be careful when they vote.

stares at all the shit in the national assembly yesterday

yeah babe I get you...

“Tell him to go fuck himself,” Alec replies to his chief of staff.

YES!

They are Lightwood-Banes. They can get through anything.

Besides, isn’t this the point of being a politician?

To stand up for your people? To call this shit out?

I'm so proud of you. I love you <3

LMAO MAX

omg when Max and David were friends...

Alec remembers how Magnus used to force himself to eat raisins because he doesn't like throwing food away.

In retrospect, he thinks it might be the moment he might have fallen in love with Magnus.

That's actually so amazing. I love one man and one man only

giggles The Magnus Bane

MAGNUS HOLY FUCKING SHIT I AM ACTUALLY THIRSTING FUCKKKK DUDE BRO YOU'RE SO HOT HOLY SHIT

oh my godddd

He is the only one Magnus wants. He is one in a million after all.

HBJSXYYHJCDSUIHDCSUIHD YOU GUYS

lowkey wanna see the will

the polariods ahhh

Hodge...why are you here

He's in their house I dont like

Hodge and Valentine gonna do something against alec I just know it

WHAT IS GOING ON

WHAT WHAT WHAT

dude my anxiety is sky rocketing and I refuse to scroll down

IM SCARED

SHIT

THE POLARIODS

FUCKING HELL

I AM ACTUALLY FUCKING TERRIFIED

NO NO NO

Valentine did this

I know he did

Hodge you motherfucker

Y'ALL COMMENTERS THIS IS NOT HELPING

alright nope nuh uh no I'm gonna murder a bitch

dear vacayinginedom, those photoshoots he does are with his consent. But these pics? No they were theirs. Esp after everything he said about why he doesn't send nudes to people. The polaroids Magnus only wanted Alec to see. So no he won't be okay with this just because he's a model. There's a fucking line.

SHIT DON'T PRINT THEM OUT DUDE WHAT THE FUCK

malechardcorestan1 Whoever leaked these nudes better run because I know that bitch is about to get murdered by @governorofnewyork

This one!

oh fucking hell

But is he using it?

Or is he just doing what is best for other people? Like he always does?

alright shit hurts

Magnus...

Alec notes Magnus is wearing more layers than usual. It breaks his heart.

YOU KNOW WHAT JUST STAB ME NEXT TIME

alright pain wow okay

Because something tells him Magnus is reacting this way not because he is more confident or strong.

But because he is getting more tired.

He is no longer fighting back.

He is accepting this as his new normal.

fuck...

this hurts so much worse.

OH EW BELIAL AND LILITH RUN THE SHOW

But Alec notes how his hands are shoved into his jacket pocket.

He knows what Magnus is hiding.

And that’s how he knows Magnus is feeling far from perfect right now.

oh...oh baby

fuck i wanna punch someone

you didn't just...dude ffs

Belial fuck you

Don't you get it?? What is wrong with all of you? How dare you compare something like this- a violation of someone's privacy- to a consentful photoshoot dude come on!

Alec wants to text Thomas and see if he has a good criminal attorney he can recommend – for Alec is literally about to kill this asshole.

fucking same

"hot topic" NO! FUCKING HELL

This fucking interview tested my paitence worse than today's fast and that was the hardest fast I've done in all my years.

Sometimes I wish murder was legal

MAX YESS

you know what I would've done worse to that boy

I...What did he say to you?

Max looks at Magnus, his face serious. “If anyone tries to hurt you, I’ll kill them.”

It’s a deeply concerning statement, especially considering the way Max says it – with absolutely no hesitation.

Alec wants to high-five him.

I'll fucking help Max

“I don’t know what you should do, Max,” Magnus smiles sadly. “I wish I could tell you how to make this better. But I don’t know it myself. All I know is that I don’t want you to turn into someone who hurts people because of me. I don’t want to be the reason for the hatred in your heart.”

goddamn it.

shit sucks.

And for the first time in his life, Alec wants Magnus to lie.

He wants Magnus to say he is okay. He wants to hear that Magnus is okay.

Even if it is just a lie.

this hurt so so much.

He doesn’t see it. But hears Magnus’ quiet tears that night.

He finds comfort in the fact that he isn’t the only one crying himself to sleep.

He cries all over again, on his own of course, when he finds out the photos were leaked by Hodge.

Okay ouch

I knew about the last part but it must've hurt him so much...

I'm so sorry.

The End!

AYY THEY'RE GOING TO CANADA

max and trudeau's kids gonna be chaos besties I just know it

“I’m proud of you, Max,” Alec tells his son during dinner. “You finished your internship with no incidents.”

“How you manage to compliment me and insult me at the same time, I’ll never know,” Max shakes his head with a chuckle. 

YAY MAX!!!

Max thirsting oer trudeau like yesss

“Which is ironic considering he is sleeping with the senator’s daughter,” Max snickers.

LMAO MAX IM DONE

Alec informs him of the logistics. “I’ll ask Kadir to email you the itinerary.”

“Email?” Max makes a face. “Can’t he just send it on Snapchat?”

“No, Max,” Alec says. “Kadir is not going to send you highly confidential state itineraries on Snapchat.”

You say as if emails are very reliable

did we not learn our lesson from RWRB??

oh shit that's hot

wow oh wow

Because the only thing hotter than Magnus' body is his kindness.

Okay very very true

WHAT HAPPENED

Y'ALL NEED TO STOP DOING THIS EVERY FEW MINUTES MY HEART CANNOT DO THIS

SELENA

BABY YOU OKAY

ANGEL?? FUCK THIS IS ABOUT MICHAEL RIGHT??

omg magnus :(

his growth omg

NO FUCK NO

SELENA MY LOVE

I'll kill him. I'll fucking murder him

ANGRY DAVID BOUTA WRECK HAVOC ON MICHAEL IM TELING YA

“I’m going to kill him,” Jace whispers. “I’m going to find the little fucker and I’m going to kill him.”

“I’ll help you bury the body,” Alec manages with a smile.

DUDE I'LL HELP

Okay but kids please don't share your intimate pics with strangers. NEVER! DO! THAT! But first imma kill that bitch and make him regret his existence

YES! THIS ISN'T HER FAULT! FUCK BELIAL GET THAT FUCKER HERE I'LL BURN HIM ALIVE

please don't name someone Kentucky it's horrible

not jersey please

Brooke...baby Brooke...

FUCKING HELL SOMEONE GIVE THEM A BROOKE PLEASE

Because sometimes when things like this happened, you don’t want justice. You just wanted to stop hurting.

Yeah...you really do. We get there eventually right? it hurts but we get there...

Alec knows that shit can hurt worse than any name-calling or bullying – especially since Magnus and Izzy used to be pretty close.

oh ouch

“There are rumors we are getting back together every other week,” Magnus sighs.

I mean...you could :D

OOP IZZY-

oh shit the other people hurt

but like he ain't wrong

BUT STILL OTHER PEOPLE

lmao alec's having a crisis here

IZZY-

"just a kiss" FUCKKK

Yeah.

Alec will be thinking about this kiss for the rest of his life.

He'll probably - definitely - jerk off to it too.

I-

good for you

He wants to say that he has forgotten what it feels like to kiss Magnus.

But he hasn’t.

You can’t forget something that good.

That kind of shit stays with you forever.

Y'ALL-

FUCKING HELL

Rafe sweetheart I love you so so much but...WHY

“These are a bunch of sixteen-year-old girls. No offense to you both, but they don’t care about you.”

They should

If they are going to kiss again, it’s going to be because they want to.

It has to be because it feels right.

Because it feels good.

Because it’s them and this is what they do.

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS JUST GET BACK TOGETHER

sigh

I love you, idiots.

This is Rafe with Magnus

[azizefan]

Just a few thoughts on Manifest and theories (more like wishes) on what might happen in season 4. You can chime in with your thoughts if you want. Everything is under the cut because,  spoilers……..

There better be no time-jump as it would be nice for them to pay homage to Grace and also I want to see how Ben reacts when he gets home. Poor Ben😥, he has really dark and hard times ahead of him.

I think we saw the last of young Cal and going forward it will be grown up Cal. He told Grace ‘I know what we need to do now’ which I took to mean that he beat the death date and he knows what to do to save the other passengers from their death date. He also should know how to get Captain Daly and the woman he disappeared with back to this reality. What reality is Daly in? Did he go back to the original reality because he came and took the plane? They better show us where he is at. OMG the poor guy. He looked so terrified😨😱. That would be interesting if they are going to be dealing with different realities going forward.

I know the show is all about parallels, but they better not be redeeming Angelina as they did Saanvi for killing the Major because I aint here for that.

Speaking of Angelina, I am curious to know when and how she connected with Adrian after she got to New York. She really played the Stones didn’t she? What is it about Angelina that made the Stones get the callings wrong when the calling was about her or connected to her? a) she was connected to the meth heads and the Stones got that calling that killed the  meth heads wrong. b) Cal and his insisting that the callings told him Angelina should be at the Stones. Really Cal? The callings wanted Angelina there to kill and kidnap, really? c) we saw that Zeke read what Angelina was feeling wrong d) Mick got the calling wrong on who was going to die/be killed. So what is it about Angelina and them getting these callings wrong?

Jace in s3 told Mick ‘the pain I will bring down on you, a holy vengeance like nothing you’ve ever seen’ and now I am questioning if the vengeance he was talking about what Angelina just did to the Stones because as we know, he (Jace) was connected to Angelina.

Also it didn’t escape me that Tarik was stabbed to death (by Jace) and here we have Angelina stabbing Grace to death. And let’s not forget that Angelina was connected to Jace and Pete by that pic from the ice cream place. I know Angelina better not have had revenge on her mind due to Pete’s death because the Stones got that calling wrong.   

So Eden got all glowy golden eyes when Angelina was stealing her away. We’ve seen glowing through out this season and it was always leading to something bad happening. Angelina better not do something bad to Eden. I also do think that going forward, Eden might be the “new young Cal” in that she will be the one to have special connections to the callings like young Cal had.

I also do expect/hope that grown up Cal has a special ‘gift’ like Zeke did when he beat his death date. I can’t wait to find out what special gift that will be.

I could go on and on about this since that was a lot packed in two hours but Warner brothers (and whoever else) better renew this for S4 because we refuse to have things end on that note😠.

[28onlythebrave]

i received my pdf copy of We Jace You A Clary Christmas today and i was very excited because i have never read “Awake”, the first chapter of City Of Bones in Jace’ pov, sooo here are some of my favourite parts + my thoughts:

i love this because we don’t get much content of izzy, alec and jace together, and this little banter is so funny

jace noticed clary waaay before she saw him, when they were still outside the club!!! this is something i had never thought about, i always assumed they were already inside when clary and simon arrived. also, he said she is the only person there more attractive than them and that she has some sort of aura around her, which is very cute

jace was still looking at her!!

they hadn’t even talked and jace was already hoping simon wasn’t clary’s boyfriend also alec caught him staring at her while she was dancing and jace denied so alec took the piss out of him lmao i love them

program protection clary has already started in jace’s head!! he is happy she fell so that she couldn’t see the demon in its true form, and stops alec from giving him a stele, even tho he is injured, because he doesn’t want clary to see more

WHERE DO I START?! THIS SO CUTE!!

jace looks at clary and she reminds him of home

he almost died because she distracted him and his first thought is flirting with her??? honestly i love these two so much

jace describes her as so tiny that he could pick her up like a doll size kink we got you boy *wink*

clary tells him not to call her little girl and he apologizes right away, something alec and izzy are shocked of because jace never apologized for anything

THIS RIGHT HERE IS MY FAVOURITE PART EVER. Do i even need to elaborate??? “Clary. Of course that was her name. Clary, clarity, clary sage that folklore said gave mundanes the Sight. A name that sounded like lightness, brightness and seeing. Exactly the right name for a girl who seemed to be able to see anything. To able to see through anything. To able to see right through him” I MEAN!!!!!

once again i need to elaborate lmao:

isabelle mocking jace for flirting with clary amuses me a lot, izzy is one of my fav characters ever my queen

alec sees that jace learned her name right away, ohhh boy you’ll get used to hearing this name very often

jace wants to go find her soo hard, he just wants to bring her to the institute and make her part of his world

izzy tells jace “it’s like you’re awake” and smiles, alec and jace start joking about it but she was actually referring to the fact that jace always looked like he was asleep like nothing really touched him, also she tells this to clary in city of glass (next pic). i find this very endearing, thinking that clary is what woke jace up

[theros]

12, 23, 37, 49 for OC questions!

wasn't actually expecting to get asked anything holy crap!

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

@acheyri's FFXIV character Svee! I have never been so obsessed with an OC that wasn't my own, but I genuinely love Svee so so much, both her design and her story. She's complicated and messy and real, and Ripley's art and discussions about her are absolutely fantastic.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

Ough, that would be Sira, my very first OC. I don't have any pictures of her first design (when I was 8-10) because I never took photos of it and have long since lost the journal she was doodled in, but she was a completely human girl with brown hair and ordinary human blue eyes. She was one of three protagonists of a very very YA "series" I was writing about three human girls who became nonhuman through shenanigans and had perfect nonhuman boyfriends and saved the world lmao. Then when I first joined the furry community, I reworked her into a cat/dragon (and supposedly wolverine but I was 12 and this was literally never shown in her design) hybrid:

(old art by @felisrandomis - like, 11 years ago old lol)

over the years i reworked her again and sort of merged her with another character of mine, a werecat assassin, and bounced her through several design changes. I made her dark gray with light gray rosettes, dark gray with blue rosettes, then finally settled on and stayed with silvery gray with darker gray rosettes.

(art by Chandraken - also 11 years old; i went through changes for Sira rapidfire for a while there lol)

(crop of the last ref i did for her a few years ago. she does have a fully human form but I used to draw her as an anthro or neko 90% of the time so)

Her story is also waaaaay different than the original iteration. Rather than a 13 year old girl who magically saves the world with no pain or consequences and also gains cool powers and a hot boyfriend, she's now a bitchy, traumatized adult assassin/ex child soldier locked into a life contract with an employer she wants to kill. She also murdered her husband (he kinda deserved it). Her storyline... really does not have a happy ending any more.

37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human

How human do they have to be/appear to fit the "not quite"? By my definition Sira would qualify, as would my answers to number 49, and also this dude!

Greirat, local satyr boy. One of two different satyr OCs I have and definitely the more wild one despite having such a sweet face. He's lowkey a shapeshifter and his true form is a cat-satyr creature created by @.Felisrandomis, so this is about as human as his appearance can get:

His ref sheet is like. The only art I've ever drawn of him and I really oughtta fix that sometime. Maybe tweak his design a little, now that I think about it.

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

My MTG oc Mestas, hands down. Lovac, one of my FFXIV ocs, would be a very close second, and it's probably a good thing those two exist in totally separate universes, because they'd likely drive their friends batshit constantly memeing back and forth with each other.

If social media was a thing on Ravnica, Mes would totally be a tumblr blogger. She'd constantly post memes about her friends, the guilds, and any prominent characters from canon. She'd @ Jace Beleren in every single one. He has no idea who she is or how she got his contact information. He's blocked her 16 times and she still manages to do it. She doesn't even have multiple accounts.

No pics for these two cause I'm redoing Mestas' ref and I changed Lovac's skin tone, and my only saved screenshots of him are from before that. He's not my main file so I rarely play him OTL.

[rstarsims3]

More pics from Shang Simla  😇 😋

Oh, and I had the laggiest party ever. I’m surprised my game didn’t crash during the conundrum.

For some reason the game keeps overpopulating this place. There’s a population of  about 50 sims (including role sims), but every 3-4 sim-days I’ll find a number of about 180-190 (and growing) sims roaming around the world and consequently turning the game so laggy it’s annoying. I’m not even using my usual amount of CC. I suppose I’ll have to use Story Progression to stop this (but I did not want to...Not at this stage at least...)

*Ren got a mistletoe and Jace a snowflake mirror. They were both happy with the gifts.