#youngest daughter and youngest granddaughter bonding

[the-awakened-insomnis]

Most pink I have touched in my fuckin life💀

I heard fanart was allowed so I hopped on! Sparkplug is a fuckin delight! Riosa is just glad to share cosplay with someone. Megatron & Blitzwing are forced to interact whilst Bee, Soundwave & Elita are taking pictures off screen. [-]

Sparkplug belongs to @startheskelaton

Riosa belongs to me, for those who don't know; she's my Blitzbee kid.

I've been a roll of adding a lil story with my art & this one will be no different! Hope yall like it!

"Remind why we are here again?" Megatron grumbled, staring up the large building. Blitzwing at his left, sporting and equally irritated expression.

"Because our daughters are going zo a comic convention and ve agreed zo see zhem off."

The former cons stood off to the side, watching their respective partners taking several pictures. Their daughters, sporting attired neither father truly deemed fit for such a public event. If the lingering eyes of passersbys were anything to go by.

"I still don't trust this, an event of this scale is asking for trouble..."

"A rare agreement ve share." Blitzwing adjusted his glasses, the summer had allowed a comforting chill of a breeze to blow through this city. "But I trust our daughters, ve raised capable young vomen. Jou should try to remember zhat for once."

Megatron sent a glare that bounced off Blitwing with comical recoil.

A few feet away, Sparkplug and Riosa are posing attune with their respective characters. When their family finally deemed that they had enough pictures. Bumblebee, Elita & Soundwave pulled the girls close for a finale talk before sending them off.

"Alright girls, you know the rules, and you know you can call us if anything goes wrong, ok?" Elita spoke first, they had gone over this sever times. But a final checking never hurt.

"Soundwave agrees; do not hesitate to call. Large crowds can turn into a stampede if you are not careful."

Riosa placed her gloved hands in her hips, sighing "Yes yes, ve know, by zhe 13 have some faith in us, Oma Elita" Her tone joking but the words laced with slight irritation.

"We Promise, we'll be safe, we've looked into all the exists here!" Sparkplug piped in, her golden eyes bright with the suns light and her own excitement.

They had been planning this for months; the real challenge was convincing Megatron and Blitzwing to agree to let them go by themselves. Granted Rio and Sparkplug had back-up plan if permission wasn't granted. But that didn't matter now!

Bumblebee gently grabbed his daughters' hands,

✋🏿 That's not the point sweetspark, the city is a hotspot for anything to pop off. We just need to be sure you two will be okay if shit goes sideways.✋🏿

"I know, but ve aren't little sparklings anymore either."

✋🏿Don't remind me, just promise me you'll both be safe.✋🏿

Riosa tugs back her larger hands, ✋🏿I promise on my spark and soul; Sparkplug and I vill be just fine.✋🏿

Bee looks his youngest in the eyes. He sees the madness as much as the protective ferocity. He sighs, nods and releases her hands in favor of grabbing his sisters' hands with the same gentleness.

✋🏿You both have fun, be safe, take pictures, be sure to eat and drink. ✋🏿

Sparkplug smiles wide, her tooth gap only adding to her charm. "We will! We promise!" She pulls Bee in for a hug that is immediately returned. They pull apart and share a smile.

Elita clasps her hands together and smiles, "Alright we won't keep you any longer, wait where did-"

"OI! COME SAY GOODBYE TO JOUR DAUGHTERS IF JOU CARE OR YALL GONNA STAND OVER THERE AND VUCKING BROOD!?"

Megatron and Blitzwing, along everyone else within earshot, jumped at the sudden yelling. Though Blitzwing was quick to recover, his face burning red, walking to the group with Megatron not too far behind. "VHAT DID I TELL JOU ABOUT JOUR MOUTH IN PUBLIC!?"

"JOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT ZAT BEFORE MAKIN ME WITH MY CARRIER! NOW COME HERE SAY BYE LIKE JOU WERE FORGED WITH MANNERS IN YOUR PROSSESSER!!"

"WHO ZE HELL DO JOU ZHINK JOU ARE TALKING TO!?"

"VELL, I AIN'T TALKIN TO MEGATRON!"

"OOOH JOU ARE LUCKY VE ARE IN PUBLIC YOUNG LADY"

" AHHAHAHAH! ONLY A COWARD USES ZHE PUBLIC AS A SHEILD!"

"VAT DID JOU CALL ME!?"

"PUSSY!"

Megatron rubs his temples, already feeling a migraine approaching. "Remind me why the hell you chose to have three children with him." He looks at Bee who can only shrug with shit-eating grin.

He walks over to his husband and daughter, who have decided that German was a better language than English to argue in. And promptly clocks them both in the back of their heads.

"VAT THE HELL DA-"

"Lower you're fucking voices; we are in public, and people are staring like they don't have a dam life so act right."

"..." "..."

"Jes Hummel..." "Yes dad..."

"Thank you~"

Megatron turned to Sparkplug, "Be safe, my brightest spark." gracing smile and Sparkplug returned it. "Don't miss me too much dad, it'll be a few hours!" She hugs him tight, and he allows himself this tenderness to seep through him for her.

"For vounce, Megatron iz correct, be safe meine verruckte honigbiene."

"Of course, father, and if any fucker triez to bug Sparky & I. This Bident vill be put to good use!" Riosa places an arm on Sparkplugs' shoulder smirking.

"Sooo? Jou ready for jour first convention? I don't about jou, but I need to put a dent in my Shanix & Credits."

The younger girl shrugged, "I don't know about all that, maybe a plushie to two?"

Riosa blinked twice, then thrice "Oh Sparkplug, jou modest sweet schatz, let me show jou how to start ballin." She turned to the adults, giving a final wave.

"Byeeee ve vill call if shit blows up~" She guides them to the main entrance, the girls already chatting about where they were going to.

"I'm still worried." Megatron laments

Blitzwing nods, "Ve are their fathers, it iz our jobs." he chuckles, the low sound turns into manic laughter "Besides~ Riosa will just eat any fool dumb enough zo try anyzhing, she gets it from her papa~"

Bliztwing doubled over laughing, Bumblebee by his husbands' side as if this was normal.

The other three adults paused to process Blitz's words.

"Wait, W H A T!?"

The triple-changer just kept laughing. Tears down his face, he wipes them as Bee holds his glasses.

[meepxii]

The Madrigal-Fontana family

Mateo Vicente Madrigal Fontana

He is a twin, and the oldest child of his family. His gift is to make astral trips to any part of the world by meditation. When he's using his gift, a third eye glows pink on his forehead and he can also levitate. He's the edgy cousin of the family.

Fun facts about him:

Mateo doesn't like his middle name (Vicente). The only one who can call him that is his mother.

He's a calm boy, but gets into trouble very often 'cause he has no filter and can sound "rude."

He's Itzel's favorite child, and they're very close.

He and his twin sister are the closest, and do many things together, and although sometimes he can't stand her and treats her rudely, he's always behind his sister, protecting her.

He likes poetry and is a hopeless romantic.

His favorite place is the beach, and he goes there whenever he needs peace.

When he uses his gift, the pink third eye that appears on his forehead is real and functional. His sister sometimes pokes it to annoy him.

He likes to meditate in Dolores' room.

He's the only one of the Madrigal-Fontana children who got Bruno's wavy hair.

Dalia Elizabeth Madrigal Fontana

She's Dalia, Mateo's twin sister. Dalia has the gift of making clones of herself and other people. She can make up to five clones, and they function as a hive mind if she wants. She can also let them act on autopilot. She's daddy's little princess, and the spoiled brat of her family.

Fun facts about her:

Dalia is Bruno's favorite child. The two of them formed a very strong bond since she was a baby, and Bruno fulfills many of her whims. For the same reason, she grew up accustomed to getting what she wants, and if she doesn't get it, she gets frustrated and cries. She knows that's not okay, and it's something she's still working on.

Since she was a child she's very involved in the theater that her father founded and he relates a lot with her cousin Camilo, so she loves to act, and her biggest influences are the two of them. For that reason she got a gift similar to Camilo's.

Her way of showing affection, in addition words of affirmation, are her jokes. She likes to play pranks on her close family and friends.

She shows off her family quite a bit, and she's a big fan of her parents' relationship.

She gets into trouble easily because she is very talkative, mischievous and witty.

She has a strong sense of loyalty toward her loved ones, so she's the first to defend them when they are getting attacked. More specifically, Bruno and Esmeralda.

Her best friend is her twin brother, and they both watch each other's backs.

She is a good girl, but it's better to have her as a friend than an enemy, because she brings out the worst side of her.

Perla Esmeralda Madrigal Fontana

And this is Esme, the youngest of the Madrigal grandchildren. Her gift is earthbending. She's a sweet and naive girl, and since her power is directly related to her emotional strength, she's unable to get out of control. She has had problems in the town due to the limited scope of her power, and they often compare her negatively with her father.

Fun facts about her:

Esmeralda is considered the baby of the family, and her parents and siblings treat her as such.

She is abuela's favorite granddaughter because of her resemblance to Bruno, and since Esme was a child, she's been overprotective of her.

She's also very close to Julieta's daughters, especially Isabela. As a child she took her gardening together, which influenced her gift of earthbending.

Despite being introverted, she has always been a very sociable and kind girl, although a little naive.

She is such a crybaby.

She takes guitar lessons with her dad and Mirabel.

She also likes to do crafts with her mom. The two of them are in charge of making the scenery for Bruno's plays.

She is the most attached to Bruno's rats of the Madrigal-Fontana children, and there isn't a day when she doesn't have a rat on top of her.

Of her siblings, she's the most similar to the Madrigal family, and she inherited many of her abuelo Pedro's traits.

She doesn't get along well with her maternal grandmother, who has always preferred her sister Dalia for being more like the Fontanas.

I don't think I've ever published anything of my fankids here, sooo... here they are! I tried to use a color palette consistent with the Madrigal family, without filling it completely with green. It was also very fun to make the patterns representative of their gifts.

[shelbgrey]

Hi honey, I want to place an order for Twilight please. I want something for "being Rosalie and Emmett's daughter" the girl would be Jasper and Alice's goddaughter, hence, "granddaughter" of Esme and Carlisle. If it wasn't too much to ask, write how you think her relationship with each person in your family would be, Clan Denali would also enter this medium, since they are such good friends with Carlisle (I love them). Anyway, that's it honey, if it's too much for you, let me know, I never meant to be rude 😔💗

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter and the youngest in the Cullen family:

Your relationships with them:

Emmett and Rosalie:

They are your parents, they adopted you a little bit over a century before the big move to Forks.

Unlike the people around you, you have a strong relationship with your parents. Rosalie is a loving mother and Emmett is very much an over protective father.

The over protectiveness can get annoying but you know he means well. At first he was afraid to touch you, with his super human strangth he was always afraid to be around you. That didn't stop you from when you were a baby beacuse you'd just follow him everywhere. If he was working on his jeep you were crawling under there with him holding a flashlight. If he was play video games you'll craw on the couch and read a Dr. Suse book next to him.

Rosalie always makes sure your loved a cared for. She makes sure you eat proper meals, buys you anything you want, and most importantly she's always there to listen. It's hard to keep things from her and you know you can tell her anything.

Their worst fear is you becoming a vampire... But they also don't want to lose you once you get into your old age. It's a subject that wasn't discussed and you just didn't bring it up. That's the only thing you guys fight about... That and boys.

You've never seen your father so angry when he found out Pual Imprinted on you. Rose was just disponted on who it was but she was glad you found someone you loved. I think part of her was afraid you'll end up in this same relationship she was when she dated Ryoce King.

But then they saw that dispite his temper he treated you like a queen and that's what matter.

Alice and Jasper:

These two are your godparents. I think part of Rose wanted it to be carlisle and Esma but over the years she relized Alice was the best choice.

You love Alice and all but sometimes you argue. Mostly over clothes. There's been many first days of school that you hid in carlisle's office because you didn't want to wear a dress. After school you guys do make up.

She always makes sure you know your beautiful. If your insecur about something she'll try and help you see the beauty in it. If you hate your hair she'll come up with different styles intill you find one you like.

Jasper is the one you'll set with if you want peace. If there's a big family gathering and you don't want to talk you'll be with Jasper.

To him your the only thing pure in his life and he'll tare down the world for you.

You love hearing stories from jasper's past.

Jasper tought you how to swing a bat and to play baseball.

Carlisle and Esme:

You have a strong bond with these two.

Your close to carlisle and he always inspires you to be kind to others and he's the reason you want to go to medical school.

If you have a problem that you feel you can't tell your parents you go to him.

You guys bond over books and like with Jasper, you love hearing his stories.

Carlisle is just as protective if not more than Emmett. Carlisle is very calm and collected, but if anything is causing you harm his eyes will be blazing with anger.

Esme was the first one to except your relationship with Paul... Carlisle on the other hand didn't like it.

“I don't like him”

“that's a first” Esme said rolling her eyes.

Emes loves like you like you were own daughter. She's always puts you first and would give you the world if she could.

Dispite there young aprences you call them Pops and grams. When you were a little you couldn't say carlisle properly so you just called him car then pops.

You guys love going to the movies together and they'll watch whatever you want and always show interest in what you like.

Edward and bella:

You don't get along with Bella. Pirod. She doesn't treat you like your part of the family, which it doesn't matter because you were there first.

Edward is more like a brother. Your both closer in age and he treats you like a little sister more then a niece.

He loves you but sometimes he doesn't see that Bella treats you like crap. Infact none of them do expect your mother and Carlisle.

You never told them beacuse you didn't want to ruin anything for Edward but then one day rose and carlisle cought her in the act. You made them promise not to say anything.

You and Edward are close like I said before. You don't see him as the monster he thinks he is and you always try and make his life more brighter.

You never fail to make him laugh.

He tought you how to play piano and you guys bond over music.

Bella causes problems so the day she slapped Paul and he phased she tried to pin it on you right when the family started to except him. You and Paul explained everything and Edward took your side, which you were thankful for.

The denalis:

You and Eleazar have the type of relationship that you guys make each other laugh at the wrong time. Camron and Rosalie can't take you guys anywhere.

Camron loves you to bits and taught to how to speak Spanish. She teaches to about her culture and it warms her heart that you care so much.

Tanya and Kate are like big sister to you. You have inside jokes the others don't understand and your always laughing.

Irina and your get along but you aren't close. She stoped talking to you after Paul and the pack killed Laurant. You could understand why she would be angry but it hurt knowing she hates you because you love a wolf.

Garrett and you have a love hate relationship. You guys teas and taunt each other. At first it was out of spite beacuse your personalites just didn't clash but then he grew a soft spot for you and you became buddies.

[lovelykhaleesiii]

Hey you, I enjoy you writing tremendously and I had an idea for Aemond x Reader where reader is from lets say the last great valyrian house next to Targaryens and Viserys wants to join houses. Reader meets Aemond and she is very witty, arrogant but also very kind and soft with Helena. I would love to see the reader correcting Aemonds valyrian and how he reacts to this (of course he has also growing feelings for her that he doesnt know how to show but he slowly opens up to her).

Hope I wasn't too all over the place and thank you a million times if you do this! Love u^^

thank you, I appreciate that! sorry it took me a while to get this done, I had my last week of work before my break <3 hope you like x

Always Meant to Be.

PAIRING: Aemond Targaryen x fem!Reader

WORDS: 1,716.

WARNINGS: fluff, soft!Aemond.

A/N - in this AU reader is Rhaenyra's and Laenor's biological daughter, Rhaenyra gave it another go to have a child with Laenor, and that's reader :) So she'd be the second eldest born.

Plans of your future, specifically of your betrothal, had begun cementing since you'd first bled. You were a young maiden now, and as much as your family loved you for your wit, humour and kindness, you were a pawn that could be used as an advantage for this greater game.

Your beloved mother, heir to the Iron Throne, Rhaenyra Targaryen, and your dearest Grandsire, the Sea Snake, Corlys Velaryon, had both methodically contrived the plan to wed you to one of your Uncles, a son of your Grandsire the King's from his second marriage to Alicent Hightower. Although, the princes and princess were in actuality your mother's half-siblings, being much closer in age, you'd developed closer bonds to them, having grown up alongside them. Although since your mother decided to take leave to Dragonstone, it had been a fair, few years since you'd last seen them, especially after Aemond's incident with your youngest brother, Lucerys.

Nonetheless, they'd proposed the idea to the King numerous times and Viserys was keen as ever to the betrothal.

"A great idea to solidify the union between the great houses of Old Valyria."

And so it was decreed that Aemond Targaryen was to be wed to Y/N of House Velaryon, on her 21st Name Day.

From the earliest, fond memories you had of your older Uncle, Aemond, this union was something that did not displease you in the slightest. Although having not heard of his reaction to the news, and considering that the last time you'd seen each other, the young prince was engulfed in rage towards your family, having lost his precious eye. Your intuition led you to believe he'd probably felt ambushed and disproved of the arrangement.

Although, many of your closest maids convinced you that often no reaction also meant something good.

"It means he does not disprove of the union, your Grace-" Your dearest maid, Penny exclaimed, as she amended the final touches of your evening gown.

You took a deep breath in, feeling slightly less anxious having shed a new perspective on the matter. You were not normally this anxious, nor would you rattle so easily. So why the sudden change?

You'd rationalised that perhaps the haste preparations being made for your arrival to King's Landing, as your 21st Name Day was only a few short months away, the reality was becoming palpable. Your family would attend with you on your travels, until the marriage was certified and only then would they leave you to settle into the domestic life.

Your mother and many septas had trained you for quite sometime, although, you'd paid no mind, remaining blissfully ignorant to your lessons, for a betrothal felt a lifetime away. Seeing everyone's eagerness, and the arrangements being made however, you'd begun to feel the pressure build.

****

"Ah! Our beautiful bride to be, look at how much you've grown my dearest granddaughter," Viserys cheerfully gleamed, embracing you in a long, yet weak hug.

Since the last time you'd seen your Grandsire, it seemed that time did not treat him so well, for his health had deteriorated greatly. Although here he stood, unphased by his condition, he was adamant on sealing the union.

"Thank you Grandfather, I have missed you."

As your mother and siblings continued on with the reunion, did you begin to scan the room for your husband to be, and yet he was no where to be seen.

In fact the only one present, excluding Viserys and Alicent, was Helaena, who seemed much more excited for you and Aemond than you had yourself.

"Oh, thank the Gods, that you are to marry Aemond. I always did see you more as a sister than as my niece!"

As she released you from her hug, she'd noticed your friendly smile fade, and did not waste a second to question.

"Well, since my arrival I have not yet seen Aemond, nor has he sought me out, and he is the one I am to marry. Is he not keen on the marriage?" You uttered, low enough for no one else to hear your yearning. You held Helaena's hands tightly in yours, unable to maintain eye contact, as you looked towards the floor and then back up at her.

A half-hearted smile appeared on her face, tilting her head slightly to the side, as though slightly amused.

"Come come now, I will take you to him."

****

The gust of the soft breeze, blew across your face and though your hair, as Helaena tugged your arm, guiding you down the stony steps into the muddy training yard. You hadn't a split second to take study the scene, until your eyes were met with Aemond's.

"Brother, dearest-" Helaena called out longingly, as she braced her younger sibling into a warm hug, before standing by his side, as she turned to face you. Those training with Aemond pause for a brief moment, to respectfully bow out of both your presence before resuming their practice.

"Your beloved wife to be has arrived. Had you gotten so nervous that you'd forgotten? You were oh so eagerly counting down the days!"

"Enough, Helaena." Aemond deeply exclaimed. His face remained stoic, as he slyly rolled his eyes to his sister's childish laughter. Her innocence hadn't changed, you'd noticed.

He returned his gaze onto you. The boy you'd once remembered, gone, as a taller, much more brooding and dignified man stood in his place. The bloodied eye that was slashed out, now a prominent scar remained in place, hidden beneath a black, leather patch. His hair, much more longer now, paid greater homage to the unearthly qualities that belonged solely to House Targaryen, similar to your mother's.

Out of not control, you could feel your cheeks reddened with blush, as Aemond's eye remained fixated on you. It was an unfamiliar feeling.

"You have grown, Y/N. Nykeā ābra sir." He uttered, his eye wandering over your body slowly, very attentive to your every detail.

"That is the natural course of life, I'm afraid Uncle. Although, nyke umbagon nykeā riñnykeā nykeēdrosa, bona iksos lo ao issi nēdenka enough naejot complete se gaomon. [I remain a maiden still, that is if you are bold enough to complete the deed.]"

"Hmm-" Was all he managed to sound, a half-hearted smile gleaming on his face, as he took slow strides towards you, only inches apart, although his figure towering your own. Though, you remained silent and unphased.

"Gaomagon daor fret, byka mēre. Hae nykeā dutiful valzȳrys, nyke intend naejot satisfy se jorrāelagon hen issa ābrazȳrys... Thoroughly.[Do not fret, little one. As a dutiful husband, I intend to satisfy the needs of my wife…Thoroughly]"

Instinctively, you let out a giggle not in reaction to his response although much towards his pronunciation, his Westerosi accent was thick. The maesters in Dragonstone were not as foreign to the proper Valyrian vocabulary, alongside your mother's help, you excelled in the language.

"It seems I already have a task at hand as your wife. To teach my poor husband the proper pronunciation of our Mother Tongue. The maesters from Old Town have failed you, it seems-" Your hand modestly covering your mouth as you chuckle.

Vexed as he rolled his eye, his smug smile disappearing, as he heard his older sister rejoice in laughter with you. His head snapped towards her direction, causing her to freeze, before he stormed off into some passageway, leading to the castle.

Oh, I hope he knows I did not mean to anatagonise him. I just couldn't help myself!" You reasoned with Helaena, who reassured you that Aemond was a perfectionist, and had thought (up until now) that he peaked in the language.

"He is a man grown, Y/N, he will be fine."

****

Nonetheless, your guilt got the best of you. After giving yourself time to settle, and time for Aemond to cool off, you sought your betrothed out. Much to your relief, he was not difficult to find, your intuition had told you to search in the library, where you would find him from time to time as children, his nose buried in some book.

"A-Aemond, dearest-" The tenderness of your voice alerted him, as his gaze swiftly turned towards your direction. He did not seem displeased to see you, although nor did he seem jovial.

"Have you come to humour yourself more with my Valyrian? Probe for some more criticism before making judgement of your husband?" He spat, before returning his attention back on the pages laid before his lap.

"No, I-I do want to apologise about before. I truly, did not mean to vex you. Forgive me, it has been a while since I've heard such accents, I am only used to my family's."

A defeated sigh escaped his lips, before his focus softened on you. He shut the book closed, before resting it down on the wooden table beside his seat, as he stood himself up.

He walked towards you, both his hands gripping your sides. He's pressure was tight although not in a hurtful sense, although it felt more reassuring.

"It is alright, you should forgive me, Y/N. It has been so long since I had been exposed to your wit. It seems there is a lot we both need to catch up on."

One hand released its hold on you, reaching up to your soft cheek, as his thumb grazed over your skin, right down over your lips.

"Perhaps you'll still be interested in correcting my Valyrian, private lessons of course," He uttered, noticing his lips licking before emphasising on the 'private'.

He was focused on you, although his eyes festering over your moist lips.

Again, through no control of your own, you felt a gentle smile beaming across your face, feeling no shame this time.

"Surely we do not have to wait for marriage to kiss."

Your unfiltered response ignited a deep chuckle from Aemond, its sound warming your heart.

"Of course not, gevie [beautiful]. We were always meant to be."

Where his thumb grazed over your lips, his own crashed down against yours, as you shared a passionate moment. All the worries that had previously troubled your mind, of Aemond's feelings towards the betrothal, vanquished.

He was to be your dutiful husband, as you were to be his loyal wife.

[aftermyownart]

Please enjoy this picture of Arwen on a ?horse.

If you'd like to hear my as of yesterday epiphany about Arwen, I have written a note below the line~

Arwen is useless = This is incorrect

The stories of Middle Earth are very viscerally about loss. Loss of nature, loss of beauty, loss of loved ones, loss of innocence, loss of the world as it's been known, and how to act in the face of unfathomable fear.

And Arwen, as I think we all know or have vaguely considered at least subconsciously before, is meant to be a symbol of hope (and the motivator for Aragorn to be the prime example of non-toxic man candy we all dream about).

So what does she do in the story? The simple answer is; she give's up her passport to the family's holiday home in the undying lands and stays in Middle Earth with her hot ranger boyfriend. I mean, I can't blame her.

But here's my mini-piphany

Arwen is stubborn. She fights back without malice when she's been lied to (by a family member someone who literally sees the future), and stays in a world that is turning to ash and fire.

I think she does it for more than simply the love of a man.

I think Arwen really is a good example of positive femininity. She may not be wielding a sword, but she acts in the way of many stubborn women do, and acts in service of the future. Don't think she would make a difference? Wrong.

Arwen is the daughter and granddaughter of two of the most well known and powerful elves in M.E. Damn right she knows how to run a kingdom. She also, despite being the youngest of the elves, has perspective on longevity. What would a kingdom of men know about how the world can change over that length of time? How farms stay fertile over the spans of centuries? How to calm agitated spirits?

I know she's essentially the poster girl for what could be the M.E. equivalent of white privilege (like, for real) but she's also, I think, the most similar symbolically to an immigrant woman. She knows she may never see her family again, despite how close they all are, but how many immigrants have moved away from everything they've ever known and loved because they had hope?

How many incredibly brilliant women have been destined to fade as their brilliancy is overlooked once their immediate loved ones are gone?

I think Arwen is an untitled hero of the rebuilding of the world. You bet she would be giving advice to anyone who asked, putting the wisdom of her heritage to good use, considering council meetings as seriously as Galadriel or Elrond ever would. She would be the one who turns the white city green again, inspire, encourage and teach in the makings of a new age of art, textile and industry from knowledge humans never had access to before.

Damn right she would know her entire family tree, and play with every great, great grandchild who may never know or remember how she's related to them.

Would she eventually tire of humanity? Probably, but that bond to her family would never waver, no matter how far removed the generations would become. She may even see the eyes of her love in thousands of grandchildren so far down the family tree with so many relatives they might as well be a galaxy, but she would see the eyes of her love, of her brothers, of her father and her mother reflected in those descendants.

And to them, she might be like a god, but more likely, she would be like the warmth of Autumn, like sunshine that warms you in the cold, even if it too feels remote, felt from a distance, or a fleeting, gentle thing. She'd be like the fading trees, nostalgia for all who grew up tugging at her skirts and grow to lean on her strong shoulder as their own bones wither and creak with age. To be the last Elf on the shores of middle earth, to outlive her lover as thousands of women do, but for a thousand times longer. She might get tired. She might, as the elves can, fade, as she starts feeling the loneliness of her decisions, as all women do, when they're elderly and waiting to meet their loved ones elsewhere.

And when she did eventually fade, surrounded by people who don't remember how they met her, or how they're supposed to be related to 'Aunty Arwen', her passing would be like the passing of a lonely god, celebrated, mourned. And the people who have long forgotten her husband the king, would celebrate her history and how she built life again, sacrificed her entire self for the people of spouse, how she grew gardens, and danced and laughed, and built cities and forests, and how she loved, and oh how she loved.

I think, while Arwen had no place in the stories about rings, she was the possibility of still being soft, gentle, and hopeful. Innocent without being naïve.

I think, actually, I rather like Arwen Undómiel after all.

[demonoflight]

Hey, so I'm just gonna. Sliiiiiide my takes on Shiver's parents and Frye's grandpa at your general direction.

Kyoshiro Hohojiro became the head of the clan a decade ago after his mother retired. Publicly, he is stern but fair and can be intimidating, but in private he is rather awkward. He adores his family; his three adult children and two grandchildren got him whipped. Kyoshiro is a talented singer, and Shiver learned the kobushi technique from him. He also loves cooking, and whenever Shiver visits home she leaves with loads of treats he made for her to share with the rest of Deep Cut. He is bonded with a great hammerhead shark called Moka.

Sela Hohojiro is the youngest daughter of a family of kimono makers, and has never worn anything that isn't in traditional style. She is confident, pragmatic and composed but has a mischievous streak a mile long, something Shiver definitely inherited. While she isn't a Hohojiro by blood, Sela is nevertheless great at handling the clan's sharks, especially the pups. She has good hands and engages in wasai (kimono tailoring), calligraphy and pottery - the clan compound is filled with her work.

Ban Onaga has been the head of the Onaga clan for decades and does not intend to quit, despite being 108 years old - he is quite spry for his age! Like his eldest granddaughter, he is fun-loving and wears his hearts on his sleeve, but a century of experience has given him great wisdom. Ban trains the clan's eels with a mix of traditional forms and ink-based hide-and-seek, which his grandkids love to participate in. His favorite pastime is playing all kinds of card games, and Frye has even introduced him to Tableturf Battle - he is frighteningly good at it.

[thyraubbesdottir]

Thyra Xenia Freia Ubbesdóttir is the youngest daughter of Ubbe and Torvi, she is the little sister of Ragnar and Leja, the niece of Hvitserk, Ivar and Björn and granddaughter of the great Ragnar Lothbrok. She is also the cousin of Cailan, Vidar, Edda, Illian, Marlena, Ellinor, Iwan, Baldur, Finan and Caye. She is a bright young woman, a little whirlwind and like her mother she has a great understanding and a strong will. Thyra doesn't let anyone tell her what to do, is strong in what she wants and stands up for her opinions without ceasing. She is caring, intelligent and has a wildness that can only just be contained, which she inherited from her mother. As the youngest child, she grew up very sheltered by her parents and siblings and loves her family more than anything. She was taught to fight by her father and sister and trained to be a warrior. Despite the small similarities to her mother, Thyra takes after her father. Like him, she has a compassionate soul and the one who most longs for his and her grandfather's dream of peace. She is also sharp, assertive, cunning, responsible and loyal. She gets her honesty and morals from him, as well as compassion and longing for peace and foresight for others. Her quick wit and resourcefulness in battle is similar to her father's, as is the fact that she can be an intelligent and capable leader, but does not strive for it. Like Ubbe, she is a skilled warrior who can fight with sword, axe, knife and shield, but Thyra also inherited her impulsiveness from her father, which can lead to her making bad decisions. Despite being the youngest child, she is also naturally protective, just like her father, and will do anything to protect her family. She loves the freedom she has and would not give it up, deep down she also has the desire to travel, explore the world and fight for what she believes is right. She has a close and deep bond with her siblings and her parents, she idolizes them all and loves them more than anything else, as well as everyone else in her family. She is an absolute family person, would do anything for her family and always cares for them and looks after both her parents and siblings lovingly. Despite her wildness, she has a gentle and sensitive soul, which she got from her uncle Hvitserk, which can be easily hurt, but she does not show it and therefore shows her strength on the outside. She rarely lets anyone tell her what to do unless it comes from her parents or siblings. She is a very loyal young woman and is completely devoted to the gods, as well as to her family.

[bowtomycoolscissors]

The Hated Headmaster with his kin (Part 1)

This is my headcanon, and your interpretation of these characters doesn't need to be influenced. Kindly do not take this as verbatim.

I feel like this is something heavily considered:

Cygnus II's branch of the family was heavily overlooked. Not only were they not the second branch but the fourth one. Phineas I had never shown any particular interest in his youngest son at all, which didn't pass down to Pollux or Cassiopeia. Pollux was thought to be too “demeaning and greedy,” while Cassiopeia was “more Bulstrode than Black.” That comment offended Cassiopeia so much that she almost started a physical fight with her grandfather and had to be restrained by her brother and father.

Known to most, Regulus Black I (Arcturus III’s brother) was Phineas Nigellus’s second favourite grandchild, after Arcturus III, of course. He thought of Regulus as more aware, quiet and composed. His favourite granddaughters were Belvina’s daughter and Lycoris. So, it’s quite easy to figure out that Sirius II and Belvina were Phineas Nigellus’s favourites.

The man didn’t approve of Sirius II marrying a Gamp as he considered her too “lowly” for his heir, but when she produced him a grandson, he changed his opinion.

Phineas Nigellus was incredibly infuriated when he found out his namesake had been cavorting with foul muggles and advocating for their rights. The man was very close to disowning Phineas II but decided to have a conversation and perhaps steer him towards the right track; however, Elladora wouldn’t even think of it and forced Phineas Nigellus to blast him off the tree.

Phineas Nigellus never really got to bond with Dorea, since she was 5 when he died (1925).

[caitlynmeow]

Do you have some gaga grandma Alcina headcanons ?

I do!! Let me preface this by saying that Alcina loves her grandbabies to death. Now unto more details:

Alcina has a special bond with all of her granddaughters. She holds them soon after they are born and that moment is always very magical.

She steels herself and acts all tough while Cassandra is giving birth, but the moment she holds the newlyborn baby she can’t help crying at the tiny bundle in her arms. Like she cries cries, not just a tear or two.

After giving birth, Cassandra stays at the castle for a few weeks because Alcina insists that she rests properly and gets a lot of help with the newborn. However, Alcina uses this time to spend time with the new baby. Those first few weeks are just Alcina spending unlimited time with her granddaughter(s).

When the girls got older, they normally spend weekends with her. Cass and Wife would bring them over on Friday after school and they’d stay with Alcina until Sunday because this is their alone time with Grandma.

Alcina loves spending time with her granddaughters. Especially Aurelia since she’s the first granddaughter and Alcina did bond with her because Cass was very clueless so it was mostly Alcina bonding with Aurelia while Cassandra watched from the sidelines.

Even when the girls got older, when Cassandra is dropping by to see her mom Alcina asks ‘where are the girls?’ Because she always wants to have her granddaughters around. So what do you mean Cassandra is there by herself?

Alcina loves spending time with them. She takes them out for brunch, to get their nails done, and later on they accompany her to fashion shows and the like.

She would travel with the kiddos but she knows they might want their mothers so she doesn’t do that while the girls are young.

It’s always Aurelia and Adelina because they are so close in age and also because Adelina wouldn’t accept it and she’d go either way.

Alcina wasn’t going to do the same with the third daughter. After Adelina, she was tired and didn’t think she could keep up with another little one.

Meeting Alcina (junior) changed that because she instantly fell in love with her youngest granddaughter (also because she has her name).

While Aurelia and Adelina were in school, Alcina had plenty of time to spend with baby Alcina while Cassandra recovered at the castle.

Not one to usually get back on her word, but Alcina couldn’t stop falling in love with her youngest granddaughter.

Alcina reminded her of Daniela. Being the youngest, she competed with her older siblings and tried to prove she was just as capable. The result is a very charming personality and a very smart child that everyone fell in love with.

Alcina is always accompanying her sisters when they visit their grandma and she always insists on being the one who sleeps right next to grandma (Aurelia’s spot) the two of them would fight because Alcina is hella stubborn and Aurelia is not going to give up her spot so Alcina (senior) compromised by taking the middle and having Aurelia and Alcina sleeping on each side.

Cassandra is aware of her youngest’s position and how she sometimes just needs her Grandma's undivided attention and alone time. That's why she habitually drops Alcina off at the castle for some special one-on-one time between Alcina and Alcina while the older two are busy with their after-school activities.

Overall, Alcina adores the heck out of her granddaughters. While she was quite the pushover mother to her daughters, she only got worse with the newest addition to her family.

Alcina no longer says she’s a mom of three girls, it’s six now and her granddaughters mean the world to her.

Alcina is invited to all events and graduations because she loves her babies and both Cassandra and the kiddos always want her there during those moments. And as Alcina never failed to show up for anything regarding her daughters, she’s keeping it up with her granddaughters. She is there during the good times and the bad.

If Cassandra and wife want to travel alone, it goes without saying that the children are sent to the castle. They each have their own room with all of their things there but they don’t even sleep there because it’s time to sleep in grandma’s room.

Granddaughters call her Mama Alci all the time.

[endlessly-cursed]

𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙛𝙪 𝙤𝙛 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙡

"𝙄 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙙𝙖, 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡."

BASICS

Name: Denegifu McAlpin, neé of Bristol

Birthday: 30th of August, 987

Zodiac sign: Leo

Weight: 85kg

Height: 1.62m

Religion: Catholic

Eye colour: Blue

Hair colour: Golden blonde

Faceclaim: Melanie Thierry

FAMILY 

Mother: Henriette of Wessex

The first known Lady of the house in her own right, she was a doting mother who ensured her daughters weren't made less by her elder brother, and as the eldest, she was the one to set an example to her sisters. Denegifu loved her mother dearly

Father: Frederick of Kent, né Geirmund Eriksson ( @that-scouse-wizard )

A fearsome yet loving man, as his first daughter, they had a special bond, and was sad to let go of his daughter when she married into the Scottish McAlpins

Other relatives: Odalric the Red, eldest brother

As the eldest and only son, he was destined for the castle. Odalric and Denegifu were perhaps the closest pair, often sharing the pain of being the eldest

Sisters: Juliana of York

Denegifu never once understood why Juliana was so jealous and resentful of her. At every turn, she tried to outdo her and be the best of them all, from childhood to her end. She didn't live to see it, but Juliana would end up regretting it

Akelda the Tragic

The sweetest and most amiable of her sisters, she was considered a pure, miraculous girl. She was the glue among the sisters and the one that kept things from falling apart. However, when she was always a sickly girl, and despite having recovered from the illness, was poisoned by her father's enemies, changing the course of the family forever

Cuthfelda of Ireland

Denegifu and Cuthfelda weren't close, but Dene loved her sister dearly and helped her mother raise her. The last she heard from her, she had gone to Ireland to find her own path. She wouldn't live to see her found her own bloodline, the Willows

Hilda the Smith

The rebel of her sisters, she didn't wish the luxury, and instead spent her days in the forgery. While Dene didn't understand why, it brought joy to Hilda, and supported her whenever she could

Agatha of Kent

The youngest of the family, she wanted to follow into the family's footsteps and inserted herself into courtly intrigues and, despite having been a child when Denegifu was shipped to marry, she wrote to her often and made sure she was cared for.

Friends: OPEN!

Significant Other: Bruce McAlpin

A member of the Scottish royal family at the time, when Lady Henriette visited the family, Bruce fell for Denegifu's beauty, who was only twelve. He begged his father to wed her to him, and, after much negotiating with Lord Frederick, they agreed on a sizeable dowry and powerful allyship in exchange of Denegifu's hand in marriage. She bled a year later, and was shipped to Bruce's home, where he wed her when she turned sixteen. They had a happy a loving marriage, and soon expected their only child.

However, the labor turned long and sour, and Denegifu delivered a baby girl three days later, and died of puerperal fever a day later. The girl was named per Denegifu's wishes: Enyra. When the conflicts the royal family turned bloody, Lord Frederick retrieved his granddaughter and took her to safety into his castle, where, devastated by grief, gave her to his son Odalric to raise as his own. Bruce only saw her once before he succumbed to the carnage of the McAlpins.

PERSONALITY

Overall personality: Sweet, generous and pious, Denegifu is a tranquil woman who has no love for court intrigues and prefers to stay home and take care of her loved ones. She hates conflict and wishes to be left alone.

Positive traits: Generous, pious, rational, sensitive

Negative traits: Shy, passive, sensible

Guilty pleasure: Bathing naked in the lake

HOMETOWN

Denegifu grew up in the province of Wessex, which would be known later as Leeds. The castle was big enough for her family, and grew up with a lake at her reach and full staff at her service.

BACKSTORY 

Denegifu was born during a family holiday in Bristol as the second child of Lord Frederick of Kent and Lady Henriette of Wessex, and the first of six daughters. She grew up in a relatively happy childhood, and despite the one-sided rivalry between her and Juliana, she never asked for nothing and was destined to a great match, and she made one in Bruce McAlpin. However, the match didn't last long, for Denegifu perished in childbirth after a complicated and long labour.

MISC

Denegifu is adept in the lyre, knows how to sing, dance and recite poetry in Latin and Greek

She was a fervent Catholic

Out of her sisters, she was the most beautiful, and all the knights fought for her favour from an early age

She dreamt of having a large family

She had planned to go to Hogwarts, but was instead married. She wished for her children to have an education despite being married

She would've been a Hufflepuff, and always dreamt of being an apprentice of Helga like her mother

She was also taught Danish by her father

She was devastated by Akelda's death, and such an early demise sadly affected her already complicated pregnancy, setting her demise as well

[emilythenavi-animorpher]

•🌸|ᴋᴀᴢᴜᴍɪ|🌸•

Her voice by Tigress (Kung Fu Panda)

Desgins: Old Desgin | Disguise Outfits | Different Forms | Animal forms | Ages | Scars | Weapons |

Full Name: Princess Kazumi Samaira Faye/Suoh.

First Name Meaning: Harmony, Peace, Beautiful.

Middle Name Meaning: Goddess of Beauty; enchanting; reality; girl of shine, destiny; fashionable.

Last Name Meaning: Fairy-Dragon.

Nicknames: Princess, fairy princess, the eldest daughter of fairy hybrids, the first daughter of fairy princess and dragonlord, first granddaughter of dragon king/fairy queen, strongest daughter, cold-hearted, Lil Sakura, mio; Meaning a beautiful cherry blossom, or a beautiful thread (by her parents and grandparents).

Birthday: March 12.

Age: 221/ 21 (human disguise).

Species: Fairy Dragon Hybrid; Asian Dragon, Cherry Blossom Fairy, Elemental Dragon, Elemental Fairy, Sakura Dragon.

Gender: Female

Relationship status: Divorced/Single.

Sexuality: Straight Ally.

Home: Hidden Home Planet (currently)

Like: her family, cherry blossom, martial arts, training, weapons, fighting/batting (sometimes), Mulan (favorite idol), her close favorite/best friends (Akane and Emily), dinosaurs (mostly raptors as well as T-rex; favorite dinosaurs), Asian food, helping and caring for her family & close friends/allies, cherry blossom festival (as well other festivals and events) fashion, planning last minute, strategy games, sakura, strawberry, vanilla, and raspberry-flavored snacks, drinks, and food.

Dislike: her Cruse (Cruse by her maternal grandfather) Disappointing her family, messing up, rudeness, losing her temper, someone interrupting/disturbing her plan or life, roses (she is allergic to roses🌹), annoyed or wannabe villains, brothers/friends' fooling/silliness, sometimes forced/broken marriage/romance/relationship/friendship, and Brigade of the Wicked (most of her ex; Kuragari the Yo-kai dragon).

Bonding Partner: Emily the Queen Alpha. (Still connected byt separated)

Relatives:

Longwei Suoh/Faye (Biological Father)

Mizuki Faye/Suoh (Biological Mother)

Cryo Sahir Faye/Suoh (Twin Brother)

Doku Jiro Faye/Suoh (Second twin and older brother)

Fuji Adalie Faye/Suoh (Second twin and older sister)

Daichi Caesar Faye/Suoh (Third twin and middle brother)

Eimi Maren Faye/Suoh (Third twin and middle sister)

Kazuya Aiden Faye/Suoh (Fourth twin and second middle sister)

Chikao Sage Faye/Suoh (Fourth twin and second middle brother)

Keitaro Faye/Suoh (first Quadruplets and younger brother)

Aiko Faye/Suoh (first Quadruplets and younger sister)

Hikari Faye/Suoh (first Quadruplets and younger sister)

Tsuyoshi Faye/Suoh (first Quadruplets and younger brother)

Li-Jing Faye/Suoh (second Quadruplets and youngest sister)

Shen Faye/Suoh (Fifth twin and youngest brother)

Kira Faye/Suoh (Fifth twin and youngest sister)

Getsumi Faye/Suoh (Fifth twin and youngest brother)

Suoh Family Ancestors †

† Longwang, the First Dragon King (Deceased First Great Ancestors)

Long Suoh † (Deceased grandfather)

Tatsuo Suoh † (Deceased grandmother)

Ju-long Suoh (Patrernal Great uncle)

Demeter (Great Aunt-in-law)

Alexander (Uncle-in-law)

Persephone † (Deceased Aunt)

Iris (Cousin)

Longwang Suoh (Paternal grandfather)

Kayda Suoh (Paternal grandmother)

Draco Suoh (Paternal Uncle)

Tatsuya Suoh (Paternal Uncle)

Ryu Suoh (Paternal Uncle)

Kaida Suoh (Paternal Aunt)

Ryoko Suoh (Paternal Aunt)

Belindo Suoh (Paternal Uncle-in-law)

Yong-sun Suoh (Paternal Uncle-in-law)

Tawn Suoh (Paternal Aunt-in-law)

Druk Suoh (Paternal Aunt-in-law)

Drake Suoh (Cousin)

Deborah Suoh (Cousin)

Natsumi Suoh (Cousin)

Yaiyoi Suoh (Cousin)

Jax Suoh (Cousin)

Sax Suoh (Cousin)

Max Suoh (Cousin)

Julong Suoh (Cousin)

Yinxing Suoh (Cousin)

Xiongjong Suoh (Cousin)

Faye Family Ancestors †

Queen Tanish Faye † (Deceased First Ancestors)

Oberon Faye (Maternal Grandfather)

Titania Faye (Maternal Grandmother)

Preston Faye (Maternal Uncle)

Sebille Faye (Maternal Aunt)

Amitola Faye (Cousin)

Munja Faye (Cousin)

Fabian Faye (Cousin)

Diamond Faye (Cousin)

Emerald Faye (Cousin)

Moonstone Faye (Cousin)

Partner(s):

Kuragari the yokai dragon, the leader of Brigade of the Wicked (1st ex-friend/boyfriend/broken engagement ex-husband)

Ex-Prince Buster the Wolpertinger (2nd ex-boyfriend/husband)

Prince Ehecatl the Quetzalcoatl (3rd ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Stolas, the owl demon (4th ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Orepheus, the Vampiric Dragon (5th ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Euandros, the Hippalectryon (6th ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Francisco the Ahuizotl (7th ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Anwir the Red Dragon (8th ex-husband)

Drobot the Draconic Machine (9th ex-boyfriend/ex-husband)

Prince Angelic Dragon (10th ex-husband)

Prince Shang Chi, the Chi Dragon (11th ex-husband)

???

[buffyfan145]

Really enjoying the Von Erich family's podcasts and learning so much more about the family and stories Kevin tells. 😀 First though, for the fellow AEW fans it seems even more likely Ross and Marshall have signed. Last night during live Q&A with their dad Kevin they mentioned they have something to announce for July 20th, which happens to be the kickoff of AEW's Texas Residency for "Collison" and ROH. Also when Dustin Rhodes was on last week he even said how glad he was the boys are with them now at AEW. So seems likely we'll be getting lots of news with them this summer. 😏

Now onto the movie it's very interesting to hear the family's comments on it. For myself I only knew the basics of their story so I loved the movie, and that seems to be the divide between if you knew the true story or not and if you liked the movie or not, and if you can judge the movie as a fictional movie on it's own.

Overall they are supportive of it and of the cast. They feel the actors did a great job with what they had, but are unhappy with how inaccurate some of it is, especially dealing with Kerry, Fritz, Doris, and Pam. None of them were accurate.

They've extended invitations to the cast/crew to be on the podcast and hoping they do. Kevin and Zac apparently text each other all the time so we'll see.

They wish they could've been involved to help develop the script.

They do feel Zac, Harris, and Stanley did the best and Kevin, David, and Mike were portrayed correctly, as well as all the wrestling scenes being so realistic. The sibling bond between all the brothers was right, especially between Kevin and David as irl they were pretty much like twins and inseparable.

To them Holt nailed Fritz' look and voice, but again he wasn't as villain like as the movie made him and some of how he was, was actually Fritz' father they called Baba/Meaner Fritz. They also left out Fritz' uncle Ross (who Kevin named his son after) who raised Fritz for the first ten years of his life till Fritz' dad came back, and they were much closer than Fritz and his dad.

They also said Chris is in the movie and it's Jeremy's character. They praised Jeremy's acting but that wasn't Kerry's personality at all but Chris's. Chris wanted to be so much like his brothers but he was short and had health problems. Also took Mike's death the hardest, which Kerry's daughter Hollie pointed out that is very similar to Jeremy's character Carmy on "The Bear". So they feel Chris and Kerry were mashed up for the movie but what we saw was really Chris living out Kerry's life.

Kerry's daughters and ex-wife were really upset with how his story was portrayed as it wasn't correct. The only things that were was about the Olympics, getting into wrestling after that, winning the title in honor of David, and the motorcycle accident. Kerry's real personality was the funny, light-hearted one, and was also a photographer. He also deeply loved his girls and his wife. His addictions were left out of the movie too and that's really what drove him to end his life. They also think another actor should've played him and possibly an actual wrestler, with Jeremy playing Chris.

Also Kevin and Pam went to school together but didn't date till he left college from that football injury and moved home. They actually reconnected at a Willie Nelson concert. LOL

They do think too the other wives, girlfriends, and daughters should've been in it. Ross and Marshall are actually the youngest of the grandchildren, and there were 5 girls before them. The family dynamics changed too once the granddaughters were born and all the men became much more doting on the girls. David also was alive for the first 3 years of Kevin's daughter Kristen's life so he did get to be an uncle.

They also wanted to see more of the brothers traveling to other countries and wrestling there. Kevin and David actually both first went to Japan in the late 70s too as a tag team.

Kevin, Kerry, and David also faced each other in the ring once when The Freebirds didn't show up one night at WCCW. This would've been so fun to see and Kevin said they had a great time actually fighting each other.

They do have interest in making a miniseries in the future to tell their story accurately besides Kevin writing a memoir. However, these things take years so it would be a whole new cast/crew, but I likely will watch too if it happens.

[laylaylamode]

i was wondering if you could make a list of your ocs? they look super cool and i would like to know more about them Please and thank you : 3

Awww thank you so much! 🥹 And absolutely! For a little background, all of them exist in a cartoon-crossover universe created by @princesscallyie. So the OCs are like the next generation of canon character pairings. I'll do my best to list them all below!

Dai Tai- Demigoddess, champion martial arts fighter, theater performer/singer. The first of all the OCs and thus my biased favorite (plus I draw her the most lol). She's aggressive and stubborn but that's part of her charm!

Jia- Dai Tai's little sister, local mischief maker, sword fighter, and soul bonded to a phoenix named Sol. She and Sol also feature more in @kururu418 's Tales of Mewni stories.

Mach and Franny- Volleyball playing twins that also balance out as brain (brother) and brawns (sister). They've always been close but only recently have they had the same friend group, and it's helping them grow into their own. Feature in @kururu418 's Spectacular Silver Wolf stories.

The Stacie's- Four rich mean girls who share the same name but have individual complex personalities. They're on the same volleyball team as Franny. Feature in @kururu418 's Spectacular Silver Wolf stories.

There are other OCs but they serve more as side characters. In the Callyieverse there is a major time skip, so the following characters are the third generation.

Bruce- The eldest son of Dai Tai and @thereallordgrape 's character Olevia. He is a martial arts champion and a death god. Not nearly as menacing as he seems and is a friendly big brother type to everyone.

Cindy- The middle daughter of Dai Tai. She's a ghost with a loooooot of magic power and uses it to help others. She can be kinda sensitive but she means well.

Dylan- The youngest son of Dai Tai and the smart mouth. He's kind of a Frankenstein of a god and a human and a dragon, but mostly dragon. Which kinda worries him, because he likes being human more than anything.

Rain- The oldest daughter of Rain and @kururu418 's character Nia. She is a ball of sunshine and just wants everyone to love each other and okay games. Holds a lot of untapped power as a fae hybrid.

DJ- The youngest son of Jia and @kururu418 'a character AJ. He works hard to keep up with his older siblings and really wants to prove himself to everyone. Has the power to warp reality on a small scale (for now).

Laika- Eldest of Franny and @kururu418 's character Beat. He's a musician but leans more towards doing artwork. Friends and classmates with Cindy.

Edith- A classmate of Cindy, she's the granddaughter of a nymph witch and not handling it so well. Started off as a minor antagonist before coming around to be friend with the ghost girl. Currently trying her hardest not to fall for the "school prince" she's gotten close to.

Still some other OCs but these are the main ones. And there's PLENTY of stories that follow their adventures here if you want to know more about them.

I hope this list helped! ☺️

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for just wanting to be the strongest in the entire universe?

So I married this girl and we had two kids. Now don't get me wrong, I love them, but I also love training and fighting!

In fact I love fighting and saving the world so much I died ...eh...quite a few times to be honest with you! Even then, I always come back to life and train like no one's business. People might feel like I've missed my sons growing up, especially the youngest, but my wife is strong and copes just fine. I even have an old enemy, now my friend, who is pretty much a glorified babysitter.

He practically raised my eldest and trained him to be an amazing fighter as well. My son seems to really look up to this man, dressing like him when in his "superhero" costume and calling him master. The man even looks after his daughter, my granddaughter. None of it bothers me, I'm just glad he has lots of people to rely on.

I just love pushing myself to the limit and fighting new opponents! What can I say, it's in my blood!

AITA for concentrating on building my strength rather than bonding with my kids and spending time with my wife?

[sarcasticsweetlara]

The Parallels between Laena and Rhaenyra

Crédit to @beneaththeweirwood

They both were friends from the beginning and something that is really interesting is how their relationship was so deep and how it affected both their lives.

Whether you think they were more than friends or not, we can not deny Rhaenyra and Laena shared a bond not many have in the World of Ice and Fire.

Maybe Laena was lesbian or bisexual or asexual (I just love how most of Corlys' children seemed to have been LGBTQIA) as at first we are told Laena seemed to have been more interested in dragons than in men (and this opinion never changes) and later that many across the Narrow Sea seemed to have found her surpassingly lovely.

According to speculations it is possible Laena had had affairs with other men and women before Daemon, or Laena perhaps had already had been in a relationship with Rhaenyra and if she married Daemon they both could keep seeing her one way or another, or maybe Laena simply wedded Daemon because he would not judge her for not really being interested in having sex and at least that way she would fulfill her duty with someone she trusted and Daemon would get heirs and still support Rhaenyra. (Daemon never impregnated Rhaenyra during that time because it would be obvious if the child looked like him - who would be supposed to be the granduncle of the child so it would be obvious -, and also because you like it or not and choose to believe it or not, Daemon respected Laena, as well as Rhaenys and Corlys enough to not mess with the matters of their House and because Daemon wanted his own children to be recognized as Targaryens not bastards considering how proud he is.)

Either way, it's interesting how many things played out on these scenarios that are so similar:

- Both had been considered heirs to the Iron Throne, Laena was passed over by her brother's claim both to the Iron Throne and Rhaenyra was usurped by the useless Sloth Aegon; and even then their descendants claimed thrones and prowess and overthrew the bunch of the Green traitors, Rhaenyra's sons, grandsons and granddaughters became kings and queens and another grandson of Rhaenyra became the best knight Westeros ever saw and other two granddaughters created alliances, while Laena's grandchildren through Baela were Lords of Driftmark and her daughter Rhaena improved the relations of House Targaryen with the Vale and targified House Hightower making them a cadet-branch that would have to follow the orders of House Targaryen.

- Daughters and granddaughters of Heirs to the Iron Throne.

- Both were dragonriders from a young age in a remarkable manner.

- Laena gave birth to the dragon twins Baela and Rhaena in her first pregnancy and later in her second birth, her son (named Aemon in my headcanons) who had a draconian appearance, only lived for an hour and then died with Laena following three days later, depriving her of seeing her daughters grow up and couldn't even get to name her son herself because of her illness.

- Rhaenyra after having her first three sons, married Daemon and with him she had two more sons in different pregnancies and then in her last pregnancy she miscarried and gave birth to a stillborn daughter Visenya, later to add salt to the wound she saw her first three sons die one by one and thought baby Viserys had died in the sea as well, only having Aegon the Younger and her stepdaughters Baela and Rhaena around.

- They both lost the youngest of their children, Laena's only son and Rhaenyra's only daughter, before tragedies followed them: Laena had a burning fever for three days before losing her strength and dying, while Rhaenyra lost almost all of her sons and was murdered by her half-brother.

- And more important, after all their battles and opposition from enemies their lines were the ones that carried on with their Houses.

These two women had many things in common and even if the world wanted to drift them apart, their bond was so strong that even death couldn't do them apart; Laena's daughters protected Rhaenyra's sons and gave them agency and Aegon III named a son and a daughter after both of them, and Viserys II named his son Aemon after Baela and Rhaena's great-grandfather, and spent a lot of time with them flying, visiting them and listening to them.

[feyhunter78]

The Dowager Queen (3/?)

Description: Aemond claims Vhagar and both he and Lucerys are injured in the process. Justice must be served, and Rhaenyra fears her reign will be one of never-ending death.

Previous chapter

Alicent kneeled before Aemond, holding his hand tightly. “My son, my love, what happened?” His cheek was horribly slashed, a curved jagged line, his left eye a mangled mess, and bleeding profusely as the maester attempted to stitch up the wound.

Aemond was trying hard not to cry but his good eye flickered to Rhaena and Baela who stood with their grandparents.

She could hear Lucerys, who stood beside Aemond’s chair, talking quietly to his mother. Rhaenyra’s shoulders brushing Alicent’s own as they both tended to their youngest sons.

 He was sobbing, his face slashed as well was though the wound was less severe and ran above his right eye.

“I tried to stop them; I swear. I told them Vhagar was his, he claimed her.” He told Rhaenyra, who was gently dabbing at the wound with Sir Harwin’s handkerchief. Waiting for another maester to arrive.

“You have claimed a dragon?” Alicent asked Aemond, excitement coursing through her veins. This was all her son had wanted since he was old enough to understand the bond that was possible.

“Yes, Vhagar, the late Lady Laena’s dragon.” He said quietly.

“She was my mother’s dragon.” Rhaena protested, her chin held high in defiance. “You stole her.”

Yelling erupted from the children, as they hurled accusations back and forth across the room.

Alicent saw Helaena appear, her small hand held tightly by Jacaerys as he led her through the crowd.

“Everyone quiet.” Rhaenyra called, Lucerys clinging to her skirts. “I will hear from both parties what has occurred.”

“My son should speak first; he is the one who is most injured.” Alicent said, standing up swiftly, keeping Aemond’s hand within hers.

Rhaenyra nodded, her eyes flickering towards Daemon who leaned against the wall, hand on his sword.

“Go on, Aemond.” Alicent urged him, squeezing his hand as a guard dragged Aegon in from gods know where.

Aemond cleared his throat. “I heard the call, and I answered it. Lucerys accompanied me, and when we returned Ladies Rhaena and Balea were in the hall. They accused me of stealing Vhagar, and when I told them she had chosen me, they attacked me. Lucerys tried to help, but one of them pulled out a knife and—” He winced as the maester finished the final stitch.

“Rhaena had a knife, the one Uncle Daemon uses. She tried to take Aemond’s eye and I—” Lucerys flinched as the maester attending him began his stitching.

“Lucerys pushed me out of the way and when we fell the knife slashed him as well.” Aemond finished for his nephew, sending Lucerys a small smile of gratitude.

Her fury rose until she felt it would boil over inside her and she turned to Corlys and Rhaenys. “Your granddaughters attacked my son, they intended to take his eye, what say you?”

“The queen decreed both parties would be allowed to speak, Alicent.” Daemon said, pushing off from the wall and going to stand beside his daughters.

“That is Dowager Queen Alicent to you.” Criston said firmly, taking his own place beside Alicent and Aemond.

Daemon made a show of half-bowing, a mock apologetic expression on his face.

“Do not let him bait you Sir Criston.” She said quietly, glancing over at her steadfast protector.

“Yes, my queen.” He said, bowing his head, and subtly placing his hand on Aemond’s shoulder.

Alicent didn’t miss the way Aemond seemed to draw strength from Criston’s silent support.

“I will allow the girls to speak.” Rhaenyra said, standing now, her hand still in Lucerys.

“He stole our mother’s dragon, Vhagar was mine to claim.” Rhaena said, a defiant look in her eyes.

Alicent felt for the poor girl. Until tonight Aemond had felt that same desperation, that same insecurity, but he had not lashed out in such violent ways even when his brother and nephews taunted him so cruelly.

“A dragon cannot be stolen, only its eggs.” Aegon said, surprising almost all who were gathered.

“Aegon is right, Vhagar is not a slave, nor is she a mindless beast. She will choose a rider out of her own desire.” Rhaenyra said, passing Lucerys’ hand to Jacaerys who carefully ruffled his brother’s hair. “And it seems she has chosen Aemond. That cannot be undone.”

“But he crept to her in the middle of the night, Rhaena did not even have a chance to attempt to claim her.” Balea said, taking her sister’s hand.

Alicent saw the way Rhaenyra softened, and a kindling of fear began to crackle within her chest. She left Aemond’s side and stood beside Rhaenyra.

“Rhaenyra, they have maimed Aemond, and Lucerys.” She reminded her softly.

Rhaenyra pursed her lips, her eyes on Daemon.

“Maester, how is the wound on my son?”

“It will scar, but besides that, the prince will recover with no injuries.” Maester Rickaen informed her. “But Prince Aemond’s eye is lost, and it will scar greatly.”

“The girls were defending their last memory of their mother, surely you would not punish them for such an act.” Daemon said, his voice smooth as he stepped forward joining Rhaenyra and Alicent in the center of the room.

“I cannot deny that I understand their motivation.” Rhaenyra said quietly, as Daemon toyed with the pendent that hung around her neck.

Alicent grabbed Rhaenyra’s hand pulling her attention to her. “Your son will be healed, and I thank The Seven for that, but Aemond has lost his eye.” She looked up at Rhaenyra, blinking away tears. “He is your brother Rhaenyra, your blood.”

She watched as Rhaenyra looked over at Aemond whose head was bowed, as he talked quietly with a sniffling Lucerys.

“He is my blood.” Rhaenyra said, stepping back from Daemon. “But Rhaena and Baela are my nieces, so I will not call for their eyes as well.”

“They must be punished, they harmed both our sons.” Alicent pleaded, squeezing Rhaenyra’s hand.

She would not let this act of violence towards her son go unpunished, even if she must deal out the consequences herself.

“The girls will be confined to Driftmark until they turn six and ten. After that they may roam the realm, but they are forever banished from King’s Landing.” Rhaenyra announced, head held high, the voice of a queen echoing around the room.

Corlys and Rhaenys protested, and Daemon hissed something in Valyrian.

Quick as a snake, Daemon had his hands around Rhaenyra’s throat, crushing her windpipe as he spat curses at her. Everyone panicked, and Alicent heard Sir Harwin’s shouts, and the cries of the children around them.

Without thinking she grabbed the dagger from Daemon’s hip and plunged it into the exposed flesh of his neck, driving it forward until she felt it pierce the other side and Daemon went limp.

She released the dagger as Daemon fell, eyes wide with shock.

“Alicent.” Rhaenyra breathed gratefully; her voice raspy.

“I—” She didn’t know what to say, or what to do, her mind had reverted to some primal fight or flight mode, in which her only thought was to protect her friend, her other half.

Rhaenyra crushed her to her chest. “The gods have given me the most loyal of Hands.”

Rhaenyra feared her reign would be one of death. She confessed this much to Harwin in a near silent whisper as Lucerys lay between them. She had given up the charade this night. Her son wished to be sheltered between his parents and she no longer had the strength to deny him, to hide what she knew was clear to her sons.

“The deaths will end Nyra; I swear to you. Your reign has only just begun, do not let despair darken your future. You will be a good queen, a glorious one.” Harwin reassured her, his large hand resting on her hip, keeping Lucerys safe between them.

It was the screams that awoke her, that caused her to push Harwin from the bed, and bolt up. Flying to the door she cracked it open and asked a nearby servant what was going on.

Sir Laenor had been found dead, his body charred, and his lover Sir Quarl gone.

Was this his plan? The one Daemon had set in motion to allow Laenor to be free?

Even with the sight of the body she couldn’t tell if it was Laenor or not, but she mourned him all the same. Alive in Pethos or dead at the bottom of the sea, she had lost a dear friend, and her nieces had lost the last true link to their mother.

She did not retract their banishment, even at the request of Rhaenys, at the threat of removing Lucerys from Driftmark’s line of succession. In fact she told her aunt to name one of Laena’s daughters heir. Lucerys would not return to this place, not as long as those who had attacked him remained.

Harwin’s comment that the girls would live better under the care of their grandparents eased her guilt a small amount. Her Uncle Daemon was many things, both good and bad, but it was clear that he had not been a father to the girls.

As she flew on Syrax’s back, the wind rushing through her hair, she made up her mind. She would apologize to Rhaela and Baela when they were older, when they could understand why she had made the decision she had. But now she had a brother she must congratulate.

Rhaenyra directed Syrax closer to Vhagar and called out to Aemond. “You are doing wonderfully Aemond, father would have been proud.”

Aemond looked up in surprise, as if he hadn’t known that the only reason, he was allowed to fly Vhagar so quickly after his injury is because Rhaenyra had offered to fly with him. “Thank you.” He called back.

“We shall reach the Keep soon, remember you must land her outside the city then you will ride back to the Dragonpit with me.”

Aemond nodded and leaned closer to Vhagar as if the great dragon had been unable to hear the words exchanged.

They both looked up as Vermax and Dreamfyre sailed above them, the carefree laughter of their riders echoing on the wind.

“Helaena is happy with him.” Aemond said, as Rhaenyra drew closer, her eyes on her son’s dragon.

“That is good.” She said, giving him a soft smile.

They flew in silence until Vhagar had landed and Aemond joined her on Syrax.

“I speak truly, Helaena is quite fond of Jacaerys.”

Rhaenyra made sure he was safely strapped in then urged Syrax into the skies once more. “He is fond of her as well.”

Aemond hummed in response, and she remembered the way she’d caught him watching some of the girls of the court that were around his age, as they frolicked through the gardens.

“Is there anyone you may be fond of?” She asked lightly, biting back a smile.

Aemond shook his head, and she could see his ears turning bright red. “No, no one.”

“Do tell me if you wish to choose a betrothed, though you are young still, there is no need for haste.”

He mumbled something that sounded like an expression of gratitude, and she smiled.

So long had she mourned her brothers who had not drawn breath, neglecting the ones who lived and breathed merely a few halls away from her.

“I am sorry Aemond. I have not been the sister I should have been.” She said, once they dismounted and the dragonkeepers lead Syrax away.

Aemond looked down at the ground, his scar still an angry red. “I have not expected much, father did not care for me, why should you?”

Her heart broke and she kneeled in front of him, brushing his hair back gently. “Father did care for you; he was simply too ill to show it.”

Aemond looked unconvinced.

“I will send my personal maester to check on your wound. Perhaps you and Lucerys would like him to come attend you both at the same time?”

“I am not scared.” Aemond said, though his shoulders were tense.

She gave her a soft smile. “I know you are not, but Luc is.”

Aemond gave her a surprised look and she put one finger to her lips. “Do not tell him I told you, but it would make him feel braver if you were there as well.”

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “If it will help, then I will sit with him.”

“Perfect.” She kissed his unscarred cheek gently. “Thank you, brother.”

He nodded, his cheeks a light pink. “Of course, sister.”

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