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Mystic Prince - By Aheuredal (8/10)

Do you hate harems? Don't worry. There's loads of unrequited love here. Our female(?) Protagonist is a mystery. The entire story is a tournament arc. There's a bratty yandere, a loyal yandere who was sired by a loyal yandere Emperor, and a starving lovestuck demon. Mystic Prince is not just a yandere story. You will have to be in it for the action and intrigue, and the uncertainty.

I'm going to say it right out the gate.

There is no slavery in this one. Only voluntary servitude. In this particular fantasy setting Demons and Gods exist. Demons have white hair. Gods have black hair. The Gods grew emotionless. They stopped caring for humanity, so they gave humanity the power to protect itself as a final gift.

Regular humans live for about a hundred years, but there are special demi-gods now! They can defend the humans and rule the land! Great! Also the Emperor is decided through various tests and trials, not by blood. Great! The Emperor must maintain a Barrier around his nation to protect it. If that barrier breaks well...chaos. So, that means the tests are extremely hard. Great!

Oh, did I mention that the Emperor must be male? Yes, there are NO female demigods. Only pretty priestesses who spend their entire lives in captivity, waiting for the chance to oversee the Emperor Tests.

The gods send down a signal 500 years late, because they really don't give a shit, and a new Emperor can finally be chosen.

One candidate is the handsome and heavily scarred Yeon. He always bathes alone, because the deep marks on his chest are disgusting to look upon. He wants to be Emperor so he can ascend to Godhood after his reign, and he plans to bring his half-demon attendant with him. Biseol struggles with the urge to eat his leige, whom he secretly loves. Biseol and Yeon are both outcasts. Underdogs. Unwanted. Yeon in particular seems to have a persecution complex, due to the abuse he faced for bring born female.

You see the gods made an error when they gave demigod powers only to male princes. Sexism is rampant in the glorious kingdom of Yeol. Can you imagine? You’re a wife in a great family, and you only birth girls. That means your family never, ever gets the chance to participate in the "fair and balanced" Emperor Tournament.

Women who give birth to too many girls are often thrown out because of this.

The First Prince is the son of the current Emperor. Fair is fair....but a head start is a head start. Doha has struggled with his feelings for Yeon since he was a child. He is very much like his father. He struggles with the urge to follow his crush around. To be clear Yeon and Doha are not on speaking terms. Doha struggles with the idea of being attracted to a "man", and Yeon only sees Doha as competition...until he constantly starts sacrificing himself to save Yeon.

The most qualified prince actually isn't interested in becoming Emperor.

Doha entered the tournament to look for answers. You see, his mother was a commoner. A mortal with red hair. Priestesses and the like usually marry Demigods because they can live about two hundred years, which is a little better than a pitiful human. She was the current Emperors only lover, ever, and by the way the Emperor is 1000 years old.

Yeol has lived in peace because it's what she wished for. Upon her death he planned to kill everyone and let demonkind into the kingdom.

His existence is torture. He has been longing for death ever since, but he does love Doha.

He knew Doha never wanted to be Emperor, so he shares the truth. His mother was never treated with respect. She was only happy with him, but the snakes in the castle never relented. She died shortly after giving birth to Doha.

We meet a classic snake/cockroach type prince. He's kinda the weakest plot point. His stupidity pushes the plot forward too much, and he becomes a running joke. I think the story would have been better off without him.

Doha starts protecting Yeon because of idiots like him.

Yeon also struggles with real, actual anger issues. She is no saint. Pursuing the throne to become truly immortal, instead of just long-lived, with your bestie is kinda really selfish. I do think Yeon would be a fine Emperor though. She's better than the morons. She wants respect and power, and she's highly capable.

Also, Yeon does identify as female.

She just can't....be that to be respected. It's awful. Her secret is extremely well kept. Her breasts have been completely cut off from what the art implies, and she packed on muscle during her fire training. The only giveaway is what's under her skirt, and that's why she bathes alone.

She hates to see Biseol disrespected, because he knows her. She can relax around him. By the way she only has fire power. The other princes, who are male, have the ability to use any element if they apply themselves. Yeon only has fire, and a demonic attendant who is sometimes more unstable than her.

Yeon had a loving mother.

A little sister.

A father who wanted a son.

Being born female ruined her life. She was able to become a "prince" and obtain the long life Demigods have by lying and gaining the support of the weakest Sage. Every Prince has a Sage and an Attendant supporting them. That's why Yeon blends in. It's why nobody really suspects she's a woman. The lies run deep, and she does have support.

It just...feels fragile.

It may fall apart like a house of cards.

Yeon is especially kind to women, because men are not. She uses her position of power to get justice for wronged women on several occasions. We see the ugly side of love, again and again.

We are left to wonder if Biseol or Doha would respect her opinion if she didn't have her powers.

Powers which were born from the unfair abuse she experienced. Yeon accidently burned up her entire family. The father she hated, and the mother she loved. Her baby sister too. She had no choice. It wasn't on purpose, but she wouldn't have died anyway.

Her father decided to kill her. Her sister and her mother too. He called them useless and he threw them out of the house. If Yeon didn't use her rage and fire she would have died in the street, with her mother.

Hamil is a nasty example of a bratty yandere. Yeon trusts him and he takes advantage of them. Yeon thinks Hamil is cute and sunny. Hamil is the only prince Yeon is close friends with. Biseol knows Hamil is manipulative, but he doesn't tell Yeon...because Yeon would never believe it. Hamil is meticulous. Kind. Even the female servants love him, and that's how he catches Yeon. She sees sunny, bright Hamil innocently chatting with maids. Always kind to women (when she's around) and she trusts that.

Hamil knows she is a woman hiding her gender, and he does anything and everything to appear cute...to make her depend on him for comfort.

Doha....gets over it but he's tempted by his own selfish desires for a long time. He wants to protect Yeon. He wants Yeon to choose him. He wants to be alone with Yeon. He doesn't want anybody else to touch Yeon. He doesn't want Biseol close to Yeon. He doesn't want Hamil close to Yeon.

He fails and fails. Yeon doesn't notice his love, because its so twisted and repressed.

Eventually, Doha decides to support her bid for the throne out of love. He decides to stop thinking only of himself. Yes, he is the endgame love interest. Who would have thought the second generation yandere who is also the most powerful would win. I totally didn't haha...

I'm kinda worried that Biseol will die or become the villain.

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What To Expect | Ch 8| A Jake Seresin Fic

Previous Part | Masterlist | Next Part word count: 3.3k synopsis: "Exes can have a baby, right?", a story in which Jake finds himself having a baby with the one person who can't even stand the sight of him. Slow burn, exes to lovers. warnings: pregnancy, cursing, mentions of infidelity, details of a mission gone wrong, death, PTSD, mentions of the Uranium Mission, tears, unrequited love, Braxton hicks, fear, Jake finally grows a pair, Bradley tho. . .

Jake didn’t expect to answer the door and see his ex-girlfriend in tears. But you stood on his doorstep, cheeks with pink tear streaks on them. You didn’t even say anything but Jake felt his heart break in his chest.

“You lied?” You gulped and Jake hung his head in shame, “Why?” The second question was barely above a whisper.

“I wish I could tell you,” Jake answered honestly.

“Did you not want to be with me? D-did you fall out of-”

“No, baby,” Jake stepped out of his house and grabbed your hands. He sighed and gently led you to the porch swing. He remembered all those nights where you’d lay in the backyard at your tiny base house in Lemoore, and tell him about the big country house that you wanted to have with Jake. You had fallen in love with Ally’s house in the ‘Notebook’ and wanted one just like it. So when Jake found his house here in San Diego, he made sure it had at least a porch swing.

You still held his hand as you sat down next to him. You sniffled and placed your free hand on your belly, feeling your baby girl bouncing around. Doctor Miller said sometimes babies can feel your emotions, and you were starting to think she could feel that you were upset.

Jake sucked in a breath and looked at you, “I didn’t tell you everything that happened on the Uranium Mission.”

“I don’t want to-”

“No, you need to know,” Jake said. You nodded and let him talk, “Rooster and Maverick got shot down while trying to escape coffin corner.”

You knew bits and pieces of the mission from your father, Maverick, Rooster and Jake. Of course they couldn’t tell you everything because it was classified. But you had learned over the years where your dad kept his classified paperwork. And then Ice got smart and started making two copies, and blacking out any really important information. Jake had explained that “Coffin Corner” was where the true test of the mission would be. Bradley had explained the cuts and bruises on his body and told you that he had to eject and that he was happy to have made it home alive.

“Somehow, when we sent off the tomahawks, they missed one of the enemy's jets. Maverick spotted it and he and Bradley stole it to fly home. Except, there were bandits circling the area the whole time, fifth gens. It was going to be a battle in an f-18. . . it wasn’t even going to be a fair fight in an f-14. They somehow got in contact with the boat. I heard-” Jake shook his head, trying to gather himself. He sniffled and cleared his throat. You grabbed and squeezed his hand, “They were in trouble. They needed back-up. And I was just sitting there, waiting, and listening. I wasn’t about to listen to my team get shot down again. . . I couldn’t go through that again.”

Jake wasn’t always the cold-blooded pilot that they knew him to be. The story of the air-to-air kill wasn’t as heroic as everyone thought it was. It was tragic and horrible and sad. Jake had witnessed his wingman, Rider, being shot out of the air, and heard every single moment of it. The screams for help as he was burning in, Jake trying to shake off his own enemy fighter, the prayer for God to come save him, and the goodbye to his wife and child. Jake had hardly ever talked about Rider, it was just too sad. But it was something that played in the back of his head, and was always there to remind him.

“I went against the direct order to standby. I took off, no back up, no idea what I was about to get myself into, nothing, but your dad screaming in my ear to get my ass back to the damn carrier,” Jake chuckled sadly and you smiled a bit, “I got there just in time. They were out of flares, out of bullets. The fifth gen had missile lock on them. Maverick was telling Rooster to eject but he couldn’t. So, he pulled up as quick as he could to hopefully send them into G-Loc, so when they got-”

A sob left your mouth as Jake recounted the events of the mission.

“But I got there,” Jake breathed out, “I got there in time, and I shot the gen down. But that whole time, the only two things I could think about were Rider’s little girl, and you,” Jake looked at you, his green eyes had tears in them, “Miranda sends me pictures of her and god, she looks just like him. And I kept thinking about how she’s growing up without a dad. And how Rooster grew up without a dad. And that I wasn’t, I-I couldn’t be the reason that yet another child would be without a father.”

“I wasn’t even pregnant then,” You said.

“No, but it was going to be in the future. Not as soon as we thought, but that's how it goes. Dating, engagement, marriage. . . kids,” Jake swallowed, “I couldn’t sleep that night cause the only thing replaying in my mind was watching some little one, the perfect mix of you and I, receiving my dog tags and a flag with some letter from the Commander of the Pacific fleet. And I couldn’t bring myself to want that for you. But I also couldn’t break up with you either. So I lied.”

You shook your head and stood up from the porch swing. Jake watched as the gears turned in your head about what to say. You were a lot like your father in the way that you went quiet when you were made, thinking of the perfectly calculated thing to say. Jake had only been on the receiving end of your anger a couple times, and it was terrifying. He would rather take you yelling and screaming at him, then nothing.

Your hands went to your belly as you felt the tightening of your stomach. You closed your eyes and ran your hands over your bump, “Settle down, little bug, settle it down,” You let out a breath through pursed lips and looked at Jake.

“Are you okay?” Jake asked, wanting to reach out and pull you into his arms to feel his baby moving around.

“Braxton Hicks,” You shook your head, “I am too worked up over the fact that you chose to be a fucking coward!” Jake closed his eyes as you yelled at him, “You don’t get to choose what is best for me, Jacob. It’s my choice! MINE! You’re scared of never coming home? Well I am scared too! I am scared every single time you deploy that it’ll be the last time I ever see you. That my dad is going to have to come to my front door and tell me that you’re dead.”

You could feel your stomach tightening even more, and your chest starting to heart as you paced. Jake stood up from his spot as he watched you.

“I love you, Jake. I love you so much that it makes me fucking sick. Every rational thought in my head is telling me that I shouldn’t. That I should just leave you be and go with the safer option. To go for the person who wouldn’t let their fears get in the way of loving someone.”

He knew you were talking about Bradley, and it felt like a knife in his chest.

“But you don’t love him like that?” Jake didn’t mean for it to come out like a question, but it did.

“No, I don’t,” You answered and Jake could tell you were telling the truth, “Because I am so stupidly in love with you.”

Jake crossed over to your side, and grabbed your face, placing a kiss on your lips. You fisted his shirt in your hands, holding onto him tightly as if he were to disappear. The kiss was as if you were oxygen and Jake was running out of air. He kissed you passionately and held onto you tightly, feeling the baby within you kick around.

You pulled away from him, and rested your forehead against his. You braced your hands on his chest, as his hands went to cradle your bump. You had begun to feel huge seeing your bump nearly double in size every week, but seeing it now in his hands, it looked so small.

“I love you,” Jake stated, “I always have and always will. Hurting you was the worst thing I had ever done in my life.”

“I love you too, Jake,” You said back, “But I can’t forgive you, right now.” You gently pushed his hands off of you and took a step back. The tears that were in Jake’s eyes started to spill down his cheeks, “I have to focus on me, and the baby. I can’t have you coming back in my life trying to fix things.”

“I understand, but please. . . please don’t take her away from me,” His voice broke and it came out barely above a whisper.

It was as if his worst fear was coming to life. There was nothing in Jake’s life that he wanted more than to raise his daughter. He would do whatever you wanted, but he wasn’t going to let you walk away with her forever.

“I’m not going to,” You said, “I wouldn’t do that to you. But I can’t live here in this house with you. My dad has a coworker who has a rental house in the same neighborhood as them. He’s agreed to let me rent it out. It’s got an extra room for you to stay in when the baby comes if that’s what you want to do.”

“I do,” Jake nodded, “I’ll stay with you. And I’ll help you move and set things up.”

You smiled at him, “Thank you, Jake.”

“No problem,” Jake said, “I’m sorry for hurting you.”

You bit your lip, “I’m sorry too.”

Jake stood on the porch and watched as you walked back to your car, and drove away from him. Once you were out of sight, Jake sat back down on the porch swing. He clenched his jaw and sniffled looking around, trying to stop the sob from leaving his lips, but it was useless. He held his head in his hands and cried.

— — —

Spring was probably your favorite time in California. The weather was getting warmer, the sun staying up longer, and the end of the school year approaching soon. It was currently spring break, and you had just crossed over the 24th week mark in your pregnancy. It felt like it was going to be forever until July came, but the end was going to be approaching soon.

A week ago Jake had come clean about lying to you about the affair and Bradley had admitted to loving you. It had been awkward trying to navigate through all the new information. You weren’t exactly sure what to do or where to go from there. You didn’t want to lose either one, but you knew that you weren’t in love with both of them.

“Where do you want these?” Bob asked, carrying in a box from the back of the moving truck.

“Plates?” You asked and he nodded, “Set them in here please.” The WSO nodded and set the box down next to you in the kitchen. You began unboxing them to put away.

You had finally made the steps into moving into the rental house in your parents neighborhood. The house was a cute little bungalow with a back yard and was close to a park. It had two spare bedrooms for you to turn into a guest room and a nursery. Jake had told you to not worry about setting up the guest room, that he could buy the furniture for it, but you assured him that it was okay. Besides, you had seen his subpar decorating skills.

“I think this is all- whoa, hey,” Jake said walking into the kitchen, “Off the step stool.”

You rolled your eyes and stepped off the small ladder that you had put in the kitchen. You put the plate down and then turned to face him, crossing your arms over your chest. Things with Jake had been somewhat easier in the past week than you expected. He respected your boundary of just wanting to be friends. He was just happy that you were okay with him being in your and his daughter’s lives. Although there was still a lingering feeling in the air of something unresolved, that neither one of you was ready to dive in and unpack yet.

“I can’t put a plate away?” You questioned.

“Not when it involves using a step stool,” Jake walked over to you and grabbed the plate from the counter and put it away.

“Well someone is so rudely in the way,” You pointed to your bump and Jake smiled.

“Don’t blame her,” He put his hand on your bump.

“No, I blame you for putting her in here,” You groaned, “Is the air on?”

“Has been all day,” Jake walked over to the fridge and grabbed out a water bottle. It was a pretty warm day for it being mid-March, and you were already starting to feel uncomfortable by the temperature. It also didn’t help that the house was full of aviators helping you move.

“Ugh, it’s fucking hot,” You complained, “Can you do me a favor?”

“Hm?” Jake asked.

“Rub my lower back please.”

Jake nodded and walked over to you. You bent slightly at the waist, bracing your hands on the counter as Jake’s hands touched your back. You groaned as his fingers started digging into the flesh, feeling the knots that were in your muscles. The back pain was the worst that you had ever felt, and Doctor Miller said it was because you were carrying low. When you were teaching throughout the day you wore a brace to try and relieve some of the pain, and sat down as much as possible. But sitting for too long gives you leg cramps.

“Fuck, right there,” You breathed out as Jake touched a tender spot, “Ah, yes, fuck.”

“Careful, someone might think we’re filming a porno in here,” Jake joked and you shot him a glare over your shoulder, “Sorry.”

“Your kid is already being a pain and she’s not even here yet.”

“Well she is-”

“Do these go to your- oh, sorry,” Bradley said walking into the room. You quickly stepped away from Jake, and looked at the box in his hands, “It’s not labeled but it’s pictures and stuff.”

“Uh, library room,” You said and he nodded. You sighed and looked down at the floor.

Things with Bradley hadn’t been as smooth as you wanted them to be. The two of you had hardly talked and it surprised you when he showed up to help you move. It was like walking around pins and needles. And apparently the tension didn't just end with you. Phoenix had told you that Bradley had been more jumpy and irritable at work. He even lashed out at Mav the other day for losing a dog fight.

“He hates me,” Your voice cracked as you spoke.

“He doesn’t hate you,” Jake said from behind you, “He’s just upset.”

“Yeah, cause he hates me,” You turned around and faced him, “He told me he loved me and I just ran. I didn’t even say anything or call him or check in on him. I’m a horrible human being.”

“Hey,” Jake said, and rubbed his hands down your arms, “You aren’t a horrible human being. You are going through a lot right now, and he shouldn’t have thrown it all at you like that. It wasn’t fair. And he doesn’t hate you. I don’t think he ever could.”

“Why are you being nice about Bradley?” You asked.

“Because he means a lot to you. He always has, and always will,” Jake said and you raised an eyebrow at him in confusion, “And your dad said if we can’t get along we have to scrub jets with our toothbrushes for the next two weeks.”

You nodded and tapped your hand on Jake’s chest, before turning and waddling down to your bedroom.

That night, you had ordered pizza and drinks to thank the aviators for helping you move. Everyone sat around the living room, telling stories and laughing. It made you smile, like old times again. You couldn’t remember the last time you had spent with the entirety of the dagger squad, and were so carefree. Jake kept his arm around the back of the couch, and every so often would gently brush his hand over your bump. You had noticed in the past week, he had become somewhat obsessed with it. He had a hard time keeping his hands to himself.

“So, have you thought of names?” Fanboy asked, “Cause personally, I think Michelle is a perfect name.”

“Yeah, right,” Payback rolled his eyes at his WSO.

“It’s better than Ruebenia,” Fanboy shot back.

“Actually we have,” Jake said and you looked at him confused, “It was a while ago though, before this one actually became a reality,” He rubbed his hand over your bump, “I like the name Ruth Marie and Y/N likes the name Caroline Grace.” You were surprised that Jake had even said the name out loud. Your eyes cut over to Bradley who stared up at you, his eyes unreadable. You had always loved the name for a little girl for as long as you can remember.

“Ruth, huh,” Ice asked, “Ruth Marie Seresin?”

“Kazansky,” Jake said, and squeezed your thigh, “It’ll be Kazansky.” Another thing you were surprised about and blinked at the floor.

“Are you joking?” Bradley’s voice cut through the air, “What fucking changed, Seresin? Just a few weeks ago you were yelling and threatening to drag her to court over her wanting to have Kazansky as the last name.” You sucked in a breath and shifted in your seat. Ice’s eyes went from Bradley to Jake.

“Things have changed,” Jake said, “We’ve come to terms that we are going to be co parenting and I want to-”

“Oh cut the fucking shit,” Bradley stood up from his spot on the ground, “Your trying to kiss ass because you know she’d leave your ass in a fucking second and take her daughter with you.”

Jake stood up from the couch, standing toe to toe with Bradley, “And you’re trying to act like this baby is yours when it’s not. Trying to play happy family with my girl and my baby.”

“She’s always been my family, Bagman. You’re the one who’s the fucking intruder,” Bradley shoved Jake’s chest.

“Enough!” You yelled standing up from the couch, and pushing your way inbetween the two of them, “You two are fucking ridiculous! Fighting over me like I’m the last damn video game on the shelf. Newsflash! I’m not!”

“I’m trying to help you see that Jake is not a good-”

“I don’t care if he’s not a good person,” You sighed, “I have no choice but to work with him. I’m not going to take a father away from his child. You, of all people, should know what that’s like.”

You closed your eyes in regret as soon as the words left your mouth. Bradley looked at you with hurt in his eyes. You clenched your jaw and looked over at Jake.

“I’m sorry,” You said and Bradley nodded, “I just can’t do the fighting anymore. It’s not good for me, or the baby, and it’s not good for you two or the rest of the team.”

You didn’t wait to hear if Bradley or anyone would say anything. You turned on your heel and walked down to your new bedroom and shut the door. Jake’s eyes looked down the hall where you went and then looked back at Bradley.

“I’m willing to be civil towards you, if you can do the same to me,” Jake said and Bradley shook his head.

“I can’t,” Bradley said, “I can’t do this.”

And with that, Bradley left the house.

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esther-dot · 4 months

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I was reading your comments about Jon's chivalry and protecting the vulnerable. This all brought to mind Jon's TV ending of stabbing Dany in the heart while kissing her. While we don't know whether or not this version of Dany's end is close to what will be the written version, it seems as though it's possible in part because of the Nissa Nissa legend. Jon doing that in the books (or something like it) would align with the Azor Ahai story, but in a warped sort of way, leaving events open to interpretation (as is usual with the prophecies and legends). But in any case, Jon killing a woman will be an act that is antithetical to so many of his values that it seems like it would come close to destroying him even if justified within Jon's universe. I wonder if Martin really plans to bring Jon this low, but also how it will be received. The optics of portraying such an ending for Dany given today's sensibilities could be viewed even more dimly than it would have been when Martin started writing the series?

(about this ask)

I'm so sorry that it's taken me this long to respond! I have finally reread some pertinent chapters to situate my thoughts.

First, I just want to acknowledge how upsetting this spec is to some, and remind everyone, no one wants this ending. We all think it's gross, we're just discussing the possibility, not merely because of the show, because it's an old theory. I looked around and saw posts about this starting in 2013 by Dany fans. So, the presence of this myth is substantial enough, even BNFs/Jonerys shippers felt like it had a strong chance of manifesting (although they believe Dany would willingly sacrifice herself) well before D&D committed their fuckery. I suppose all that answers your question. Man killing his lover is a gross trope, being forced to kill a loved one to save the world is overused, so now, I can't imagine anyone reading it and being happy about it.

In trying to look at the context in-canon Martin has created, he's taken it out of the strict man kills lover idea of the AA/NN myth, and is discussing the idea of sacrificing an innocent child to a god which fans have already compared to myth, Stannis & Shireen = Agamemnon & Iphigeneia. This sacrifice hasn't happened yet, but it's been confirmed as a Martin plot point. Stannis is already burning people alive, justifying kid killing, and Davos has already planted the Stannis=AA, kid=NN idea:

Davos was remembering a tale Salladhor Saan had told him, of how Azor Ahai tempered Lightbringer by thrusting it through the heart of the wife he loved. He slew his wife to fight the dark. If Stannis is Azor Ahai come again, does that mean Edric Storm must play the part of Nissa Nissa? (ASOS, Davos V)

Although, rather than this being a justified death, the fans will be horrified as we're meant to be. Davos' thoughts call into question the idea of killing another for your "magic sword":

A true sword of fire, now, that would be a wonder to behold. Yet at such a cost . . . When he thought of Nissa Nissa, it was his own Marya he pictured, a good-natured plump woman with sagging breasts and a kindly smile, the best woman in the world. He tried to picture himself driving a sword through her, and shuddered. I am not made of the stuff of heroes, he decided. If that was the price of a magic sword, it was more than he cared to pay. (ACOK, Davos I)

and Martin impresses upon us the value of each life:

"Your Grace," said Davos, "the cost . . ." "I know the cost! Last night, gazing into that hearth, I saw things in the flames as well. I saw a king, a crown of fire on his brows, burning . . . burning, Davos. His own crown consumed his flesh and turned him into ash. Do you think I need Melisandre to tell me what that means? Or you?" The king moved, so his shadow fell upon King's Landing. "If Joffrey should die . . . what is the life of one bastard boy against a kingdom?" "Everything," said Davos, softly. (ASOS, Davos V)

The talk of greater good/killing kids reminds me of AGOT in which Ned's story is inundated with the topic of child murder/protecting kids. We have Mycah, his memories of Aegon and Rhaenys, his promise to protect Jon, his guilt over his lies and treason bubbling up repeatedly, his fight against the assassination of Dany, his attempt to save Cersei's children from Robert...we all know, kid killing is wrong according to Martin, so we've already been told that this wannabe AA's actions are contemptible. The myth in which the sacrifice is happy to die, that sacrificing someone is heroic, it's being contradicted by what we're being shown in the Stannis storyline.

Now, while Stannis is being declared Azor Ahai, we're constantly being told he isn't. Jon calls the act a mummer's farce and comments on his cold sword and that is right before a Dany chapter, so the idea is, Dany is actually AA. @trinuviel is the first person I saw lay out the argument for that and contend that being AA is a bad thing (meta parts 1, 2, 3). People have said that Drogo kinda becomes her Nissa Nissa in that scenario. She burns him to get the dragons, and what are the dragons called?

"When I went to the Hall of a Thousand Thrones to beg the Pureborn for your life, I said that you were no more than a child," Xaro went on, "but Egon Emeros the Exquisite rose and said, 'She is a foolish child, mad and heedless and too dangerous to live.' When your dragons were small they were a wonder. Grown, they are death and devastation, a flaming sword above the world." He wiped away the tears. "I should have slain you in Qarth." (ADWD, Daenerys III)

That kinda makes us think, oh, the myth already has a canon counterpart, don't need to worry about it anymore. Only, we've also said Rhaegar impregnating a young Lyanna could be read as a play on Nissa Nissa, with him risking her life to get the prophecy baby, otherwise known as the third head of the dragon. And Jon is not only a kind of dragon, he repeatedly intones that fun little phrase about being a sword, and sometimes, that happens within an interesting context (for speculation purposes):

"I will." Do not fail me, he thought, or Stannis will have my head. "Do I have your word that you will keep our princess closely?" the king had said, and Jon had promised that he would. Val is no princess, though. I told him that half a hundred times. It was a feeble sort of evasion, a sad rag wrapped around his wounded word. His father would never have approved. I am the sword that guards the realm of men, Jon reminded himself, and in the end, that must be worth more than one man's honor. (ADWD, Jon VIII)

So, although there is one character that seems to be Azor Ahai (Dany), I am definitely open to the myth manifesting, or rather, being examined from multiple angles. IMO, that's what Martin is doing and we can use each variation to reassess what he's saying with it. We have Dany and Drogo (the official one/successful one), Rhaegar and Lyanna (not AA, but Jon is born), Stannis and Edric (denied), Stannis and Shireen (he will kill Shireen, but we don't know if he'll get what he wants and we do know he isn't AA)... lots of pics of a similar idea. To emphasize Stannis not being the dude and Dany being the "real" AA, we have that Jon passage and chapter transition:

Even though we have lots of contenders and commentary about this myth with the canon characters, none of it romanticizes human sacrifice, and all works towards the twist that what is said to be a hero/the weapon that will save people brings destruction. If we look back at it critically, Dany has a habit of accepting, or even causing, the suffering of others for her greater good, including sacrificing Mirri to get her dragons. We might even argue that Mirri is a Nissa Nissa for her, as Dany had taken Mirri under her protection before killing her to get dragons.

That being said, even though we're getting told this shit is bad in canon, the indictment of killing innocents and people who depend on you to protect them, it wouldn’t apply if someone were to kill Stannis or Dany. It isn’t on the same moral level as killing a child, or a spouse who loves and trusts you. It isn't the same as invading and then killing people who won't worship your god or accept you as a leader. It isn't the same as killing a slave, simply because, when their times come, Dany and Stannis will be guilty. After their actions, it would be justice for them to die. I think why other parts of the fandom entertain the idea of Dany as NN while also condemning us for entertaining it, is that Dany's vision does have her being grasped at by hands of her "children" and fans have this idea that she is sacrificing herself/her happiness for the greater good already, and in the AA/Nissa Nissa story, it does sound like she offers herself willingly for the tempering of the sword. So to them, it’s part of Dany’s heroism. Dany's death is inevitable to some, at the hands of Jon is ok, but her not dying a hero, that's unacceptable.

But thinking about how it's been discussed thus far, I can't imagine we're gonna get a romanticized version of the AA/NN myth in canon when so far, it's pretty dark/condemned. None of that precludes Jon killing Dany in what you described as a:

warped sort of way, leaving events open to interpretation (as is usual with the prophecies and legends).

which really sticks out to me as the important part of all this.

The idea that Jon might do it and characters recognize it as a tragic love story a la the myth, that fascinates me because of how Martin has written wild rumors into the story (rumors about Dany, Robb, and Sansa spring to mind), and some of us have written reality and what the public thinks into fic as two distinct things because it feels like a potential way the story might go. What is widely known to be true, like say, Jon being Ned's bastard, may not be the truth that we the readers come to know. There's no guarantee that Westeros will know what the readers know about past or future events. We may get a take on AA/NN, the characters in-world may not understand it the same way.

Jon is undeniably a hero, in a world where institutional corruption is rampant and ideals abandoned, he’s a standout in his values. We would expect, and we find, contrasts between him and these other characters (Dany, Rhaegar, Stannis), primarily, his practical actions that are about saving life/protecting life, even from Stannis, so the idea that he would abandon certain values, it's a tough one. The difference is, while Stannis, Rhaegar, and Dany were acting on these prophecies or visions or dreams, things we're repeatedly warned against trusting in the text, Jon would be taking action based on the fact that Dany is a mass-murderer, a threat to all of Westeros. It isn't a sacrifice to an unknown god for some promised mystical good, it's justice. The religious fanaticism wouldn't be a factor, the killing of an innocent wouldn't be a factor, killing a child wouldn't be a factor, killing to achieve a self-serving end wouldn't be a factor. All the things that have been criticized thus far aren't at play.

The moral quandary presented to the audience in AGOT is killing someone who might be a threat, but is a child at the moment, and Martin presents the sneaky assassination / child killing as abhorrent:

Grand Maester Pycelle cleared his throat, a process that seemed to take some minutes. "My order serves the realm, not the ruler. Once I counseled King Aerys as loyally as I counsel King Robert now, so I bear this girl child of his no ill will. Yet I ask you this—should war come again, how many soldiers will die? How many towns will burn? How many children will be ripped from their mothers to perish on the end of a spear?" He stroked his luxuriant white beard, infinitely sad, infinitely weary. "Is it not wiser, even kinder, that Daenerys Targaryen should die now so that tens of thousands might live?" "Kinder," Varys said. "Oh, well and truly spoken, Grand Maester. It is so true. Should the gods in their caprice grant Daenerys Targaryen a son, the realm must bleed." Littlefinger was the last. As Ned looked to him, Lord Petyr stifled a yawn. "When you find yourself in bed with an ugly woman, the best thing to do is close your eyes and get on with it," he declared. "Waiting won't make the maid any prettier. Kiss her and be done with it." "Kiss her?" Ser Barristan repeated, aghast. "A steel kiss," said Littlefinger. (AGOT, Eddard VIII)

which is all interesting context for Dany later being assassinated, especially because the first lesson Martin gives us on justice is one that Jon is there for, and then is reiterated in relation to Dany:

Ned had heard enough. "You send hired knives to kill a fourteen-year-old girl and still quibble about honor?" He pushed back his chair and stood. "Do it yourself, Robert. The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. Look her in the eyes before you kill her. See her tears, hear her last words. You owe her that much at least." (AGOT, Eddard VIII)

The convo about killing Dany with LF is about a bedding and before that it was presented in terms of a wedding gift, which makes me squint now knowing the AA/NN stuff:

Yes, it's awful, and I do understand, almost agree with you here:

But in any case, Jon killing a woman will be an act that is antithetical to so many of his values that it seems like it would come close to destroying him even if justified within Jon's universe.

but the way it might tie together the initial discussion of killing Dany and the eventual act weighs heavily with me when determining what Martin might do and why/why not.

The other suggestion is that Arya kills Dany. If having dragons is Chechov's gun for KL burning then Arya being a trained assassin feels like a Chechov's gun for killing Dany. But in that scenario, there is no conflict. No inner struggle. We spent so much of AGOT weighing the morals of killing Dany, it's hard for me to believe when the time comes, it's presented without any moral complexity. Arya is already able and willing to take a life, even when it isn't justified. It doesn't feel right to me that killing Dany would be a presented without an inner struggle, that it would be done easily, as easily as Arya now kills. TBH, it removes the drama if someone other than Jon does it because it will be so highly necessary and just when the time comes. Jon is really the only character who can make it squeamish because of the guy killing a woman thing and because it will be kinslaying.

There is a lot of talk about poison, so I think it's totally possible Arya tries to kill Dany with poison first, but I think Jon is more likely to be the one to successfully kill her, and in a way that calls to mind Ned's opinion on it, See her tears, hear her last words. That would allow Martin to make sure we see it as just/moral, bring home the Targ v Targ issue, and it shades Ned's decisions and values in a very interesting way.

After s8 fans said Ned was wrong to fight against killing Dany in s1, but Martin thinks he was right to object to killing children, so for the two Targ children he was protecting in AGOT (Dany and Jon) to come face to face and one kill the other prevents the conclusion that Ned was wrong. It was the same mercy, the same refusal to see the child of an enemy as an enemy, that saved the boy who will in turn save Westeros. IMO, it's a way to uphold the belief in mercy. I tend to think it’s also Martin’s way of addressing one his questions about his beloved LOTR (what about orc babies etc).

If another person ends Dany, we still get dead Dany, but it doesn't say anything interesting? Killing her wouldn't be a sacrifice on anyone else's part, she won’t be loved and she has to go. But, Jon, who so desperately wants to have honor, if he kills her, it's right as well as an egregious "sin." Ned dishonors himself to protect Sansa (and obvy was committing treason to protect Jon), it feels like coming full circle for Jon, who so wants to be worthy of being a son to Ned to follow his path there too. Also, one thing I expect we’ll keep tracking is kinslaying. Kinslaying comes up with the AA/Nissa Nissa issue in the Stannis storyline, so I do expect that to be addressed in Jon chapters:

We have the whole baby switch to assure us, Jon values human life a great deal. All the same, that involves a moment of cruelty on Jon's side, so Martin isn't interested in keeping him perfectly pure. He likes those moments where doing the right thing is very difficult, even compromising in some way. It's why, while we say Ned committing treason for Jon is a no brainer, Martin writes Ned tortured by it. He likes the inner turmoil over decisions, placing a societal good (honor) against another obligation or ideal and asking what is right.

I wonder if Martin really plans to bring Jon this low, but also how it will be received. The optics of portraying such an ending for Dany given today's sensibilities could be viewed even more dimly than it would have been when Martin started writing the series?

Despite all the ways I think it makes sense, yes, I def think this is one of those areas that if he had finished the series as quickly as he'd hoped, would have gone over better. Dany has dragons, therefore, she will be an overwhelming threat to Westeros, so it isn't like Jon will just randomly kill a woman, yet it's distasteful all the same. Martin is looking at things from the context of his story and the ideas he’s already introduced/talking about though which is why I can wince but kinda understand it. There are other issues where my sensibilities diverge from his, so didn’t like it on the show, I don’t like it for the books, still think it’s probably gonna happen. 🤷🏻‍♀️

#dot chat #anti daenerys #anti jonerys #azor ahai #jon snow #asoiaf speculation #anti rhaegar #anti stannis

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stafyliaa · 9 months

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"Miles it's me!"

Prowler!Miles x Spiderhero!Reader (gender neutral)

cw: angst,Jeff being funny,mentions of Jeff death (sorry it's earth 42 😭),tears,no comfort (maybe there will be on part two) "betrayal" and a big misunderstanding

Hii! This is my first time writing hehehe give me a chance and please be nice :D im gonna do a ending to this fic but it's gonna take a while

I'm more than happy to write requests so don't be shy!!

You are Miles lover..but you are also the friendly neighborhood Spider hero! While Miles is the Prowler! And the worst..you both didn't know that

But you never thought Prowler was a bad guy,he actually helped people too but- he kinda hates you for some reason

maybe he was jealous of the amount of popularity you have and how you are incredible strong and how your suit was soooo pretty so yeah,who cares about Prowler anyways? He's a douchebag

As for Miles..He is the best!!

He looks like he is trying to poop everytime with that "scary" face of him but he is really sweet and respectful boy

he respects your space and supports your decisions,he is great with gifts (handmade or purchased) and never fails to make you feel especial regardless of anything ♡

You were great friends with his family too! They love you! But, something happened

His dad was captain Morales,he passed away doing his job..being a hero without spider powers or something like that yeah good guy

You remembered that when he was alive he didn't liked the ideia of a masked hero around (another jealous man),but after some events you kinda "worked together" to protect the peace at the city

The Spiderhero and captain Morales protecting our dear Brooklyn! couldn't get better

he enjoyed talking about his son and you can't deny it was fun to see what Miles was like from his father's point of view

"My boy has a beautiful significant other,i consider them as my own child! You know? Don't tell anybody but i kinda get jealous on how much of attention my wife put on them cause like,does she like them more then me?!! That's unacceptable hmfp"

Yeah and things like that was really fun too

But that day you couldn't saved him

You tried.. But unfortunately it didn't worked

Miles was devastated..you felt so guilty every day for not being able to save his dad but you always comforted him whenever he need it and he is very grateful for that

If you thought you were nobody under your hero mask you are sorely mistaken! You are everything to Miles,you are his hero

it's been sometime since that happened and everything seems to be okay

Until now

It was a random night you were patrolling the city when you ended up realizing that you were close to where Miles lived

It wouldn't hurt anyone to take a look would it?

But the last thing you expected to see was this

And this i mean

Prowler on the rooftop at Miles building

[•••]

What if he is planning to hurt Miles? You couldn't let that happen, could you?

You were ready to attack him sneakily but his mask came off

Curious to know who your unbearably annoying enemy is you decided to wait a while

Then..you saw him!Miles Morales was the Prowler,and he wasn't alone..Aaron was with him

You were surprised! Who wouldn't tbh

You decided to stay a little longer to see what he is going to do:

- Miles..we will finally catch that spider,i can feel it.- said Aaron

- Yeah,i can't wait for that Tio (uncle) Aaron

You noticed that Aaron seemed to be hesitant to tell Miles something,then he said:

- Look Miles,they.. could be anyone -you thought to yourself "does he know I'm the spider hero!?-

- What are you trying to say?

- I'm trying to say that - he hesitates one more time - don't forget why we are doing all this ok? Mi hermano (my brother) ..Your dad, está muerto (is dead) because that "hero" couldn't save him,they saved everyone but couldn't bother to save him and - Before Aaron could say more Miles interrupt him

- I know tio,don't worry - his mask returns to his face - esta noche(tonight)..I'm gonna kill that spider

You know what he said

You know what he is planning to do

Miles..the boy you love

Is going to kill you

[•••]

You are on the edge of the building

The only thing keeping you from falling is Prowler

He got his claws ready to kill you

Your heart is beating fast

"I don't want to die! I can't die yet! I don't want to get killed by him! Miles please!"you thought:

- Who are you?

- I... - he moves his claws closer to your face

With his claws he slowly takes off your mask

When he took the mask off you ,tears rolled down from your eyes

That look of fear and your watery eyes

Made Miles heart break

"This wasn't supposed to happen"

Miles thought

"Why is this happening?":

- Miles.. - you said whispering looking at him

Miles is feeling a lot of emotions

He is scared

He is angry

He is confused

And he is sad

Miles face is revealed

You see a tear fall down from his eye:

- Amor.. - you can hear by his voice that he is hurt

He don't want to do this,he can't do this!

But still

Miles doesn't let go of you:

- Miles..look i know why you are doing this! And i swear my love i really tried to save him!

"My love" he loves when you call him that,you always call him with so full of love on your voice that always make he feels warm

But is he feeling warm now that you are calling him? With so much despair trying to prove your point?

He close his eyes for a second and looked away as if he was trying to ignore you:

- Please! The fact that i couldn't save him still hunts me..Look at me Miles

He looked at you

More tears fall down from your eyes:

- The hardest thing about this job is that you can't save everybody..It took me a while to accept this but it's the truth

It took a while to accept this? That made Miles wonders if you even asked to be a hero at all

He loosens his grip a little

You wanted to tell him everything

How much it hurts you to be a hero

But you keep it to yourself:

- I know it hurts Miles,i know you want to kill me but please..Those people - you you looked around - they need me..let me do for them what i couldn't do for you

He moves his claws close to your face

You look deep into his eyes and said:

-Please..if you find a little sympathy in your heart.. forgive me for everything- you said honestly - I love you Miles

you shut your eyes and...

[•••]

Please be patient cause this fanfic will have a ending!! Thank you for reading ♡

#atsv #atsv x reader #spiderman atsv #spiderman #miles morales #miles x reader #miles 42 #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #atsv prowler #prowler x reader #prowler miles x spider reader #prowler miles x spiderwoman reader #prowler miles x spiderman reader #spiderman reader #spiderwoman reader #angst #gender neutral reader #miles x y/n

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imagine-silk · 2 months

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I have been informed that Hank (dbh) is 6’3 and I am in dire need of Yan Hank and short reader :< pretty please I found your page recently and I love it you are so talented yay!

》Yeah, he's always been tall. The only reason he looks shorter I think is because Connor doesn't look like he's 6'0, therefore making Hank look smaller. Thank you for listening to my TED talk.

》Also Tumblr's been acting up so I'm sorry for answering not as fast as I would like. I have to do all of this in one sitting because it says it's not saving. So instead of doing it over multiple sittings I have to write it on paper first and that takes longer.

Regular Hank finds it a bit annoying but when he's obsessed with you it's a different story. He loves it. (For the first time in forever I gendered the reader... weird)

【(Romanced)Hank】 "Hello, Neapolitan."

He loves to bend down to kiss you. The slight ache in his back feels like a reminder of his love and his willingness to do anything for you. Anything. Even before you were together he liked to stand next to you. He never thought himself the protective type, he wasn't like that with his ex-wife, but when he stole glances down he couldn't help the overwhelming need to have you right next to him. It doesn't interfere with your work that much. As an officer/detective you work around it and that works, no need to do anything to think about it. The most he does is tease you. The reason you don't find them offensive is the way he looks at you, like his eyes are drinking you in. During sex he loves missionary for one reason. When he's over you like that his hair drapes down like a curtain so you're completely under him. He's all around you and inside you. Watching you ride him also has it's charms. All he has to do is sit back for the show, maybe roll his hips up when he sees you're getting tired.

【(Platonic)Hank】 "How you doing down there, baby girl?"

He will do anything to touch you. If (Romanced)Hank like that you're short, (Platonic)Hank is infatuated with it. Anything within a ten foot radius of you is checked and taken away if found wanting. He makes sure you're safe. He'll get your coffee in the break-room. Don't worry, he know exactly how you like it, don't burn yourself. Gavin is swiftly told to stay away from you. Of course he doesn't listen but Hank makes sure you don't get together regardless, if fact he tries to push Connor to you. If you need a ride anywhere he's there to drive you, no need to pay a taxi. (Platonic)Hank is more willing to kill than (Romantic)Hank. It's different protecting your lover than it is your child. And after Cole there's not a force on earth that could stop him from keeping you safe. He will actually physically threaten Gavin instead of just throwing shade. A runner hurts you he'll be rough when he catches them. And it will be when. There's always a hand on you in some way. He'll pat you on the head to greet you or say 'good job'. He has his arm around you while walking off-duty or you might just be holding onto his arm. If he's not sitting thigh-to-thigh with him, he has you in his lap. It's so common place no one thinks it's weird. They know he has a soft spot for you and you only. Sure the doting is overbearing but whatever.

#ask and you shall receive #dbh #hank anderson #yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #fem reader

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kiryoutann · 1 year

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Hiatus Announcement

As stated in the title, I will be taking a hiatus. Apart from being busy, I’m currently in a bad mental condition (been ghosting everyone and having A LOT of emotional ups and downs, but nothing serious, I hope). I also feel like I need a break from all the big social media, so please understand that this means no new writing and work for a while. It's OK for you to still submit to my ask box or message me; but, it will take me some time to respond to you. Not sure when I'll be back.

Before I go, I want to let you know there are some plots I will (likely) write in the future!

1. DEVIL MAY CRY (ZHONGLI X FEM! READER)

↠ THE TITLE. if u play the game lmk. our bebe zhongli x devil! reader. where he makes a contract with you to save his comatose and amnesiac wife (guizhong) in return you get half of his life span. but, in the middle of the way—something that shouldn't exist formed between the two of you. you fall in love with him, and are complicated watching him love someone else.

2. SECRET LADY (DILUC RAGNVINDR X FEM! READER)

↠ someone made an assassination attempt on ceo! diluc. after learning that his safety might be at risk, he hires an elite bodyguard—you, a former military soldier who joined a security company after a mission gone wrong that killed your friends. you and diluc have your own problems. but, your time together will make you determined to help each other—including uncovering who’s behind the attempted murder which turns out to be connected to a past case.

3. EX PROBLEM (CHILDE X FEM! READER)

↠ this is probably your cup of tea, guys. though i should warn u this involves toxic relationship (slightly manipulative behaviors. i do NOT condone this behavior irl). after breaking up with your lover—ajax, you are faced with the fact that you’re still stuck living in the same apartment as him. despite being filthy rich and owning many apartments and condos in town, for some reason he also doesn't want to move. while you're trying to save up enough money to move out quickly, ajax does everything he can to make you lose your patience—including crashing your blind date with someone. like your friends say, you always find your way back to each other. will this be the same as before?

I want to quickly write it all. So, please wait for me to get better! Be happy and healthy, everyone.

♡, Ryou

#ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ — INTERACTING!#SEE YOU SOON!<3 #i’m sorry

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kianaflame23 · 1 year

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NSFW IFRIT!CLIVE X F!READER

NO MINORS ALLOWED! NO AGE BIO? BLOCK! If you are under 🔞, you can ONLY read my SFW fanfics and headcanons!

*WARNING* VERY DARK SMUT! Reader and Clive aren't together so please be careful on reading this. Don't read it if you feel uncomfortable and definitely will write Dominant! FF16 men x reader! Writing Barnabas next so look forward to that! Have a good morning/day/night! ✨️

Oh no.... you noticed that Clive isn't himself as his yellow eyes stared at you, smirking as he tackled you down

His hand gropping your breast as his other hand touches your sex, forcing you to moan loudly

Liking your moans as Ifrit!Clive decides to tear your clothes apart, you screamed and begged for him to stop. Of course, he didn't listen to you and chuckled darkly as he sees your naked body

You were about to cover yourself, however, Ifrit!Clive grabbed your hands and places it above your head, not able to escape as you tried to kick him

You don't want to hurt Clive, he is attractive and strong. Well....very sexy to you but YOU ARE NOT HIS LOVER!

*Flashback*

You started to have romantic feelings for him as you and Clive spend time each other alone. Getting know more about him and his past. Clive told you on what happened to his little brother and how he failed to protect Joshua.... Clive lost his parents...Joshua....and everything because of that mysterious hooded man.... The Dominant..... He is the one who murdered his little brother! He will get his revenge and kill that hooded man! Ending his revenge journey and hoping to know the answers on why The Dominant decide to ruin his life!

You felt so much pain and sorrow as you hugged Clive. Telling him that it is okay for him to cry and doesn’t need to bestoic. Not wanting Clive to blame himself for what happened 13 years ago... You smiled towards him, persuading him to show his emotions to you. Clive immediately hugged you as he sobbed in your neck, his small drops of tears landed on your neck and shoulder. His body shakes as he pulls you closer to his armor chest. You felt your heart aches in sadness as you pat his back softly. You wanted to kiss his cheeks, but you stopped yourself. Not wanting to end your good friendship with Clive. You don't want him to see you as a sister figure and would like to be his maiden....his future wife....If he sees you as a right arm partner and wants you to be his friend, then so be it. You are strong enough to protect yourself. Your family abandoned you when you were a young child....wondering to yourself on why your parents stopped loving you after they left you in a small village.... Learning on how cruel the world is and the people as well as the royalties. At least Clive isn't those powerful, uncaring kings who only thinks of themselves. Clive Rosfield is a great friend you ever had... a charming knight who you truly love and care for....willing to do anything to protect him and to save his life. He did save your life when those horrible knights tried to kill you and even worse...Forever thankfully for his heroic and decided to join his group. You just hope that nothing bad happens to you and Clive during the war and his revenge journey....

*Back to you and Ifrit!Clive....*

Ifrit!Clive tells you that he is going to fuck you until you are filled with his cum. He WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO ESCAPE until he is done with you

You prayed to Eikon, hoping for Clive to come back to his senses and realizes on what he is doing to you.

Sadly, your prayers will not save you as Ifrit!Clive pulls out his cock, inserting you without a warning

Screaming in pain as you cried, Ifrit!Clive smack his lips on yours, silencing your cries and moans. His hand pulls your chin as Ifrit!Clive tilts his head a bit, kissing you more, feeling his tongue touch yours, dominating all around there. You felt ashamed for enjoying your french kissing with Clive. Well....Ifrit!Clive....

Thrusting in and out harshly, already losing you virginity as you know that you're bleeding there.....

Ifrit!Clive pulls away from your lips but still close to you, warning you that you have no choice to stay with Clive or else... He'll continue to take over Clive's body and fuck you.

He isn't going to kill you though. Ifrit finds you interesting.....making you worry if you want to continue being friends with Clive or run away from everyone.....

You need to tell Clive the truth before you decide your fate......

You can feel his armor gloves squeezing your thighs, knowing that you'll get bruises and feel a bit pain as Ifrit!Clive thrusts more deeper in you. Your breasts bounces with such force as Ifrit!Clive keeps being rough on you. Yes, you didn't like feeling pain, however, you closed your eyes in pleasure. Not wanting to admit that you are enjoying yourself as you want him to continue fucking you.....

Why is Ifrit!Clive fucking you...? Why isn't he trying to kill you...?

You will never know... as you moan, you furrowed your eyebrows in pleasure, feeling his cum in you. Ifrit!Clive growled as he thrusts in you more before pulling out.

You smiled weakly as you felt so much cum in you. You REALLY enjoy that intense sex with Ifrit!Clive. Hoping that Clive will be back....right...?

WRONG! You thought Ifrit!Clive will be satisfied and let you go? Running away from him? Oh, how wrong you are....

You are wishing for Cidolfus and Torgal to save you....for now, you'll do your best to pleasure Ifrit!Clive until they arrived.... maybe they can stop Clive and explain to them on what Ifrit did to you....

You'll forgive Clive though. You just can't see him anymore.... praying that he'll forget you and move on. Continuing with his revenge quest and all. After all, you are just an ally to him.... or at least that's what you think anyways....

Ifrit!Clive end ❤

#final fantasy #ff16 #final fantasy 16 #ffxvi #final fantasy xvi #ffxvi x reader #ff #ff16 x reader #final fantasy 16 x reader #clive rosfield #clive rosfield x you #clive rosfield x reader #clive x you #clive x reader #my post #my writing

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yallemagne · 1 year

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Okay but consider: If Quincey hadn't died... the other option of someone from the crew dying is undeniably Jonathan. He had DEATH FLAGS GALORE on him.

Oh, buddy. You came into my house. Didn't even take your shoes off at the door, didn't ring the doorbell. Oh, buddy. Dunno what this is in response to or if it is in response to anything?? I haven't talked about Quincey's death like... since it happened.

So, here we go.

I have already thought of this, you fool. It’d be very easy to kill Jonathan off instead. At the very end? Definitely. It’s just a matter of switching who gets stabbed. And, to be honest, it's... the obvious choice. That neither Jonathan nor Van Helsing die but Quincey does is surprising from a storyteller's perspective. The Lover doesn't die valiantly saving his wife? The Mentor doesn't die valiantly saving his student? The Cowboy dies?

Now, the happiness of the original epilogue would be… impossible to replicate with this change. Anyone who might attempt to suggest to me that Mina could/would remarry and have children with someone else can leave immediately. Never talk to me.

Baby Quincey (perhaps he'd be called Jonathan instead?) could not exist in the same way because that's not how pregnancy works. Mina would have to be pregnant a looooong time for her baby to be born on the anniversary of her husband's death. Though I suppose you could pull a Phantom Blood: have Mina already pregnant with Jonathan’s child and just have him be born earlier than the anniversary. Make it the anniversary of something else, perhaps. I just don’t like that people would then speculate about the father (they already do even when it’s impossible with the original epilogue). But that’s not what this is about. We’re not talking about new life, we’re talking about death.

Jonathan Harker dies. The knife that would have pierced Quincey Morris in another lifetime stabs Jonathan instead, and all his strength flees from his body as soon as the Count has crumbled to dust. Quincey catches him as he falls and shudders at just how light the man is. This is the same man who jumped onto the back of a moving cart and threw that bastard's crate of dirt off the back like it weighed nothing to him...

Mina screams. She runs to her husband, paying no mind to the circle that she should not have been able to cross. She's certain that not even God could keep her from her husband at this moment. With trembling hands, she rips off her scarf and presses it to the wound, helplessly trying to stop the bleeding. She’s abandoned all fear of being seen as hysterical, screaming at the doctors to do something, for God to have mercy, for Jonathan not to leave her. She screams, and no one can stop her.

“You swore—!” she cries, and if not for the circumstances, she would have grabbed him by the shoulders and shaken his body in anger. “You swore I would never have to go into that unknown and terrible land alone!”

Jonathan’s breath falters at the words being spoken aloud. However, his gaze falls on her face where the scar condemning her to that dreadful unlife should be, and his cracked bloody lips pull into a grin as he brushes her hair back with a shaky hand. “I swear... I did not lie, Wilhelmina.”

The other men only catch a glimpse of her unmarred forehead —whiter than the snow beneath them that is staining red, red, red— before she lurches forward and presses it to Jonathan’s own.

Mina clenches her jaw so hard that she feels her teeth may shatter. What should be a moment for rejoicing is anything but. The same God that shunned her and burned her only grants her his love again after stealing away from her the only thing that ever mattered. Is this the mercy what she had been asking of Jonathan a month ago? Is this emptiness in her chest the same she would have inflicted upon him by forcing him to drive a stake into her heart?

She prays aloud, though to a different god this time —the only one whose love and acceptance ever truly mattered— her Jonathan. She begs for a miracle, her tears falling upon his cheeks and mixing with his, and he would grant her wishes if only he were capable of such things.

They kiss. Nothing could ever prevent them from doing so. Even if the stain had not disappeared, no force could be strong enough to pull them apart, and no deathly fate could be worse than being denied this final goodbye.

It occurs to Jonathan that he should say something. There should be a brilliant send-off to make his death mean something. But just as the men are taking in his death, marvelling at the bravery and strength he accepts his own death with, he cannot help but break the illusion of the courageous soldier with a pitiful “I don’t want to die, Mina.” Shame pierces each man's heart as they remember he's truly only a boy.

There’s no peace in the departing, only two lovers determined to make their last words spoken to one another each other’s names, each desperately clinging to the other until one loses his grip on life and falls silent.

#I'd prefer that no one died but you asked for it!!#ask and ye shall receive #update #people ask me things #dracula #dracula daily #dracula fanfiction #fanfiction #jonathan harker #mina harker #mina murray #jonathan x mina #jonmina #dracula au

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monstraduplicia · 9 months

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tagged by @geryone to post 9 book recemendations!! i think ive mentioned all these books before but theyre my current favorites <3

brother by ania ahlborn - michael is the youngest in a family of serial killers. ignored by momma, for better or for worse, and unable to please his tempestous older brother, rebel, he tries to cope in a house of horror.

any man by amber tamblyn - chronicles the aftermath for several men who share trauma: they're all victims of the same female serial rapist.

pin by andrew neiderman - orphaned, codependent siblings leon and ursula are more than willing to blur the lines between sibling and lover. bound together for life, the only weak link between them is the realistic anatomy dummy named pin that leon believes is alive.

choke by chuck palahniuk - victor is a sex addict unable to stop forcing himself to chock at restaurants just so people will save him. the fact that his mother, who was equally possessive and neglectful to victor during his childhood, has dementia and is now dying has absolutely nothing to do with it.

bath haus by pj vernon - what would you do if, when deciding to cheat on your partner, the man you meet at a bath house tries to strangle you? what would you do if your would-be murderer than begins to stalk you? do you go to cops? do you confess to your partner? or do you simply crumble under the constant fear?

lost souls by poppy z brite - several stories converge in the small town of missing mile, north carolina. steve and ghost are best friends and musicians dealing with steve's recent breakup and ghost's sudden visions of monstrous, incestuous twins. zillah, molochai, and twig are a ragtag trio of murderous vampires on a cross-country roadtrip, drunk on hedonism and death. nothing is a young, depressed teenager desperate to find family and belonging while figuring out his growing longing for blood.

drawing blood by poppy z brite - 25 years after bobby mcgee killed his wife and youngest son before committing suicide, trevor, the eldest child spared for some unknown reason, returns to the house that destroyed his family. death, however, leaves stains that can't be erased. down in louisiana, zach is a hacker on the run from the fbi, his hypersexuality, and his ptsd. but demons, personal or otherwise, have a way of catching up.

house of leaves by mark z danielewski - there is a house that is bigger on the inside, chronicled for decades by an old, blind man. his life's work is found by a young tattoo artist who in turn becomes obsessed with the writer and his tales of houses and minotaurs and ordinary people thrust into mind-bogglingly extraordinary situations.

the sparrow by mary doria russel - emilio sandoz is a priest with a group sent on a mission to follow an extraterrestrial sound wave to its origin. what happens on the far distant planet haunts the man once he returns home.

tagging: anyone that wants to say i tagged them ❤

#reading my synopsises for these books is like. huh yeah i do certainly have a type #txt

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demonkidpliz · 1 year

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I’ve read almost all your work and I have to say I understand your disdain towards Radha. Like I do not understand why she is so remembered when she was in Krishna life for only ten years, eleven at most. And he was ten or eleven when he left to kill Kansa, I highly doubt a toddler was romantically involved with someone like people say. That’s like the last thing on their mind.

Although some people believe that she didn’t exist and was made up by later texts since she wasn’t mentioned in Ved Vyas’ original texts. I personally believe this or that it wasn’t a romantic relationship at all, more of a devotion or friendship, she could’ve been been his babysitter or something and he really looked up to her since she was older than him, to the point that her marriage was fixed with someone else.

But it really bothers me that people remember her the more than other wives of Krishna. Especially when she was barley in his life compared other women. And it really bothers me that people don’t even know who Rukmini is. Rukmini deserved to be remembered along with Krishna just as much as Radha. She was the one who fell in love him without even seeing him or meeting him. She only had his stories that were told to her by other people. She was the one who left her family to be with him, risking never seeing them again. She was the one who planned the whole “kidnapping” because she knew that no one but herself would be able to save her from that marriage. She was the one who had endure the separation from her first child. She was the one who shared her husband with 16107 other women, it couldn’t have been easy. And she did it happily too, something no women today would be able to do. She was the one who took care of Dwarka when Krishna was off helping the rest of the world. She was the one who assumed the form of Mahalaksmi and blessed Sudama and his family with prosperity and beauty. She was the one who held the fort and after Krishna died she was the one who made sure everyone was safely on their way with Arjuna before committing sati. Some say that Dwarka only drowned after Rukmini committed sati because it couldn’t handle being separated from its Queen. After everything she only gets one temple in Dwarka dedicated to her and that away from Krishna’s temple too, when she was the queen of Dwarka while Radha is one of the deities in the Dwarkadhish Temple. Whenever I search up Rukmini and Krishna, Radha is always there, whenever I search up murtis of Rukmini and Krishna, Radha and Krishna are the first to show up. How is that fair?

She’s barely mention in those feminist retellings of the great women of Mahabharata/Hinduism or just videos/books that talk about the awesome/underrated/or misunderstood women in Hinduism, even Gandhari gets a mention but not Rukmini. Lakshmi is sometimes excluded too. I didn’t even know about Rukmini until my parents made me watch the B.R. Chopra Mahabharata over quarantine. I absolutely fell in love with with her and it just makes me upset how people don’t recognize her enough.

Rukmini deserves this too, she deserves all the stories, the songs, the bhajans, the shows, the movies and for her name to taken before Krishna. She deserves so much better and so much more.

Vishnu’s avatar’s subjects have a habit of mistreating his wife. I’ll forever be mad at Ayodhya for questioning Sita and than being all sad after she left them. Those fake bitches had it coming. I’ll forever be mad at society for not recognizing Rukmini enough for her her kindness, and generosity.

Kashibai was right, the lover will always be more remembered than the wife. (RadheKrisha, BaijraoMastani)

Sorry for the long rant, I didn’t expect this to turn out so long. I just wanted someone would understand how feel about this and I felt like you would the best. I might just post this in my main page later

Love this! Couldn't have put it better myself. So glad you've read my stories. One day, I hope we get a book or show about Rukmini and ordinary people get to learn about her greatness. Till then, I guess we make do our mytho fiction.

#ask me anything #rukmini #mahabharat #bhagvat puran

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cambion-companion · 1 year

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not sure if you've answered this but im digging myself deep into the targaryen family hole and I need your opinion.

do you think aemond is the father to Helenas children ? like talking cannonly his personality was all about doing his part as a prince, family oriented, mommy's boy blah blah blah and aegon is the total opposite. I dont think aegon genuinely has any romantic feelings for Helena so I can't imagine him bedding Helena at all let alone fathering her children.

also im thinking this may actually be cannon to the show because the show didn't show any any scenes with helenas children acknowledging aegon or spending time with him, but they showed the scene when the kids saw aemond and coincidently said 'father'... like why would the show runners include that ?

also cuz they made aemond killing Luke an accident. so I think they wanted the events of blood and cheese to hit so different because it means it was basically almonds fault that got his own kid killed and his 'lover' Helena killed as well. they gonna make our boy miserable.

I know this is probably a super overused question and an popular discussion but regardless, thoughts ?

Oh hi there! Thanks for this message, Anon :) Personally as a rule, I don't ship incestuous relationships since that's a big turn off for me. I think it was @aemonds-sapphire who pointed out it was actually Alicent's bedroom Aemond found her and Helaena and the kids in after Viserys died, when many assumed it was Helaena's room. Also the children saying "Aemond" or "father" is pure speculation and has not been confirmed.

I do not believe they are Aemond's children. In episode 7, Aemond says he would marry Helaena if "mother had only betrothed us". I don't see this as a brother lusting over his sister, more I see it as Aemond wanting to be dutiful to the Valyrian heritage he's very proud of and perhaps even save his sister from Aegon...who is already lecherous with the maid servants even in episode 7.

That being said, Aemond would not sire a bastard child. We know how he feels about the Strong boys, there's no way I can be convinced he would be alright with making illegitimate children with Helaena, even if it were kept secret. That's also why I believe Alys when she says Aemond made her his wife and that the son they had together was legitimate.

Blood and cheese makes sense with it still being Aegon's kid. "A son for a son" seems to be used a lot in favor of Helaemond as if it's the trump card against people who disagree. A son, Lucerys, for a son, Jahaerys (if I remember correct). Not a son of Rhaenyra so a son of Aemond. Daemon doesn't care if the son they kill in retribution is directly related, he just wants blood to spill...very in keeping with his character.

That being said, I do believe Aemond loves his sister. Wild I know. Not romantically, but as a brother should love his sibling just as he has tender affection for his mother. He is protective of Helaena and I'm sure wishes he could've saved her from marrying his ass of a brother.

Adding onto this real quick as an edit...the way Helaena visibly brightens when Aemond enters Alicent's room is something I love. The fact a lot of people want to translate each interaction between Aemond and Helaena as being so romantic and proof they are intimate really rubs me the wrong way. Can we please just enjoy a wholesome sibling relationship without turning it sexual? I get they are Targaryens but that doesn't mean every brother/sister duo are boning hahaha (watch the writers prove me wrong next season I stg). But I do fully believe Aemond is one of the only people Helaena trusts and loves dearly. He strikes me as being soft spoken to her, interested in her hobbies and understanding of her struggles.

(SPOILERS BIG BEWARE) I wouldn't be surprised if, like some have speculated, Helaena did throw herself out the window upon hearing of Aemond's death because of that news. He was probably one of the only people she was close to during her tragically short life. The combination of the blood and cheese trauma mixed with Aemond's death was just too much for the poor thing. Anyway, now I've made myself sad. (END SPOILER)

Ship whoever you want, I've seen DaemonxAemond and LucerysxAemond shippers and I'm not going to yuck on someone's yum.

#aemond targaryen #anti helaemond #house of the dragon #aemond one eye #aemond stannies #pro aemond targaryen #pro team green #hotd #game of thrones #prince aemond #hotd aemond

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moriartyluver · 9 months

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FALSE LOVERS CHAPTER IXX

"WHAT ON EARTH IS THE FUSS ABOUT?!"

"It's the railway police." One of the policeman looked through the window to the compartment, surprised at the dead body

"What..what is this..!" He exclaimed, then pointed to John "we railway police will now take charge. Take him away!"

"N-no..! I didn't do it!" The doctor protested as he put a hand to his chest "This blood is from earlier, when I went to the lavatory and bumped into someone! It was so dark in there I could let see his face...I only noticed the blood a while after I came back to the compartment. Please believe me!"

His story was rather convincing and such an idealistic doctor killing someone, on a train at that, seemed unlikely to (name)

"We can hear your excuses later! Come with us!" The railway policeman demanded

"Please hold on," Inspector Lestrade asked "I am lestrade from Scotland Yard."

"Eh?! The one who solved that the scarlet case..!"

"Y-yeah..and if you know that, then this is the consulting detective Sherlock Holmes and your murder suspect is the doctor John Watson." He said, gesturing to the two men

"R-Really?"

"Doctor Watson is not the kind of gentleman to murder someone. Please consider your decision carefully.." lestrade warned

"But in this situation—"

"Ah..! What a waste of time!" Sherlock interrupted as he yelled at the railway policeman "The one's who don't understand the situation are you!! You incompetent lot!!"

The policeman gasped in shock "What do you mean?"

Sherlock clicked his tongue in annoyance "Tch! Listen! The victim's killer is still aboard this train! As long as he doesn't jump off this train running to London at 100 kilometres per hour!" He explained "we just passed through Doncaster and the next town is Grantham, so about 80 kilometres away..in other words..!"

"We have about 48 minutes." (Name) and William said simultaneously.

"Exactly!" Sherlock continued "If we don't find the killer in the next 48 minutes, he'll be gone for good! Can any of you do that, huh!?"

"B-but the civilians.."

"Brother..(name).." Louis called out to the pair who turned to face him "this case..it has nothing to do with us..there is no reason to do as Holmes says and intervene, is there?"

(Name) smiled. It was quite typical of Louis' nature to do only as necessary for a desired outcome. She had heard from Josephine that he and Fred were arguing about whether to save a child or not in the last group mission at Baskerville's hunting ground. He had said it was better to kill the hunters and save more children in the long run, speaking in a rather pragmatic manner whilst Fred wished to save the children as well as that. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, more a matter of perspective and efficiency. She could understand where he was coming from despite not feeling the same.

"That's right..however.." William trailed off as they looked at Dr Watson being taken away "an innocent civilian is being suspected of murder and it's impossible for the railway police to catch the culprit and prove his guilt in time."

"In that case, you're saying we should carry out our 'Nobelesse oblige', right William?" (Name) asked

"Precisely." William nodded

"Yes brother..."

Sherlock turned around once he had finished yelling at the policeman "I'm telling you, we'd have no problem solving the case in 48 minutes! Right, liam, (nickname)?"

'(Nickname).?'

"No..? I daresay we can solve it before the time runs out.." William said smugly

"Perhaps if we face no more distractions, we can finish in half the time." (Name) smirked

"Oh..? Gutsy!"

"Though we are only here by chance, to uphold the honour of the honour of both the Moriarty and (last name) families, we shall give it our all," he turned to his wife "won't we, (name)?"

"Indeed we shall, William." She said as she stood beside him. "We accept your challenge."

"Interestin'..it's a contest to see who can find the sculptor first!!"

Lestrade in the background sweatdropped "geez..just because you're good at something doesn't make it a game.."

'Liam..? (Nickname)..? How overly familiar.'Louis thought to himself, his dislike for Sherlock growing.

"U-Understood. Under Inspector Lestrade's authority, we will leave this to you until the next station.." the railway policeman said as he put Dr Watson in handcuffs

"Great! it's decided!!"

"—however..we will keep Dr Watson under our watch."

John's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected when he got onto the train that he would wind up accused of murder..

As Sherlock walked past, he attempted to call out to his friend "Sher-" but was promptly ignored, likely because of their argument before.

'I guess it would be too much to expect help from him now..'

"Right..no time to lose. We must do this quickly!" Sherlock said with determination as he prepared to investigate, approaching the door.

"Would it be possible to see the train's floor plan?" William asked one of the train staff members

"—and a list of staff and passengers aboard this train." (Name) added with a smile. From what she had already seen, she had already drawn a few conclusions from the evidence she had seen, but she needed a closer inspection of the scene

"Also the master key—"

"No need. Locks like this are no problem." Sherlock interrupted, kneeling down by the door, picking it with ease

"The room was locked..? Did the culprit lock the door and leave with the key?" Lestrade asked Sherlock

The door slid open to reveal the crime scene. "Probably..well, we'll know soon enough, once we inspect that victim."

(Eye colour) eyes scanned the scene. It had been a while since (name) was on the investigating end of a crime scene, todays challenge would be particularly entertaining to her. From first glance, she had already gathered a few basic deductions.

It was clearly intended to be a robbery, not a murder. If they wanted to kill the man, (name) observed, then they would have done so off the train where they couldn't be caught as easily. The room was likely unlocked by some sort of master key. The man probably locked his room as he sat in the compartment, meaning an individual with a master key unlocked it to rob him, evident on the scratch marks on the man's brief case.

'It was a crew member who killed him..'

(Name) rolled up her skirt slightly as she entered the cabin, avoiding staining her dress with blood or alcohol. She picked up a little card beside the corpse, reading it carefully as she simultaneously gathered deductions from the room.

"The victim's Trevor Redwood, a jeweller, from London." She spoke as she held up the business card, standing behind the two males.

"The culprit is male, he boarded the train at the first station in Durham. He tried to drug the victim in his sleep so he could rob him but he failed and stabbed him to death with a knife." Sherlock said, holding up another card as he informer Lestrade of his deductions.

"H-How do you know?" The inspector exclaimed in surprise "And put him to sleep..? So it wasn't a kill to steal situation..?"

"It is rather apparent.”

"It's obvious."

"It is evident."

'I-It's like there's three of Holmes..I give up..not just this lord Moriarty, but his wife too..?!' Lestrade sighed as Louis watched behind him. Three geniuses with completely different trains of thought to his own..they seemed to grasp the situation instantly..

"Please explain this.."

"Alright, I'll only say it once, since there's no time." Sherlock said as he stood up. He looked down at the wooden flooring "Look at those marks," he said, referring to the shoe prints on the ground. "There are two sets of footprints. One of them is the victim's. The other is from someone who got on at Durham and wears an 8 inch shoe size."

"How do you know he got on at Durham?"

"These mathematicians here work at Durham," He started

'How did he know that..?' (Name) paused then thought again as she looked down at her fingers which had paper cuts on them from the paperwork she had completed earlier. '—Ah.. as expected of Detective Holmes'

"Take a good look at their shoes."

"Ugh..mud..?!" Lestrade realised what Sherlock was referring to as he looked at both (name)'s and William's shoes. (Name) looked down to see the bottom of her boot laces slightly muddied and the low heel of her boot — typical shoe wear of the era — covered in mud and a few blades of grass. William's Oxford shoes were similar.

"Yes..it was raining in Durham." William explained "it cleared up when we reached York, the first stop."

'These shoes are ruined now..'

"I see..that's how you knew which station he got on at, and that he was a man.."

"Additionally, this is probably what Mr Holmes meant earlier.." William kneeled down to grab the emptied bottle from the ground alongside the glass beside the corpse. "It's whiskey. The bottle is here too."

He continued as (name) crouched down to examine the briefcase and seats “There’s still a faint smell of chloral Hydrate in the glass mixed with whiskey. Mixed with alcohol, it become a powerful sedative.”

“So the culprit planned on putting the victim to sleep then committing the robbery..?” The inspector affirmed.

“Yes, no matter how he did it, someone put this in his drink and offered it to him.”

(Name) sniffed the seat, checking the quality of the blood for how old it was. The murder was fairly recent, matching with John’s account with the culprit.

“Then why did the culprit kill the victim?”

“Ah? Because something he didn’t predict happened. That’s all.” Sherlock said as lestrade groaned. (Name) took this as her cue to explain her multiple findings.

She ran a gloved finger over the wound on the man’s neck. “This was an unplanned murder. If we wished to simply kill this gentleman, he would’ve done it elsewhere, if not outside the train then at least close to the next stop. Based on the freshened of the blood, the murder happened after —not before— the stop at York. The culprit is still aboard the train. From what has been observed thus far, Mr Redwood was fed the sedative by the culprit, who was likely not a passenger. Either the sedative was too weak or the victim was resistant to it. It isn’t incredibly uncommon for some to be resistant to poisons or other harmful chemical compounds like this sedative. He woke up as the culprit was trying to take his belongings, hence the scream that Lady heard earlier.”

She held up the brief case, focussing her attention on the lock. And then back at the wound with blood seeping out of it. “The weapon was a knife or a similar sharp object. The cut is a steady line with a few jagged marks, indicating an unsteady hand and he was struggling to kill the victim based on a few other attempts at stabbing him. The fact that Mr Redwood woke up was the unexpected element Mr Holmes was referring to earlier. He used the same weapon to try pry open this,” (name) nodded to the briefcase in her hand “the same marks were left on the lock. The culprit was trying to force it open. The knife isn’t here though..so our culprit left with it..”

(Name) kneeled back down onto her knees and placed her hand at the victim’s neck, cause blood to stain her glove. She rose up her hand to the others as she continued on with her theory. “Pressure was applied at the wound to stop the bleeding, clearly a sign of instant regret and he was alarmed at the amount of blood. Quite foolish if you ask me. The arteries in the neck are bound to carry large quantities of blood, but that’s besides the point.” She stood up, peeling her glove off her hand. “Oh, forgot to mention, the culprit is probably wearing gloves, considering the lack of fingerprints. That bloodied hand print—“ she pointed to the seat “—doesn’t match the victim’s hand. It’s longer and slimmer whereas the victim’s hand is chubbier and shorter.”

(Name) turned on her heel to face Sherlock and William with a satisfied smile. “You two realised that too, didn’t you?”

“Good observation, (nickname).” Sherlock said, continuing on with his own deductions. “In his panic, the culprit forgot his primary goals of stealing.”

“Yes,” william agreed “In the end, he left the body, didn’t even erase his traces and left the scene as it is. He took the key and the weapon, locking the door as if it didn’t matter at all. This is a crime scene where the culprit’s confusion gave everything away.”

“Agreed.” Sherlock nodded as he turned to leave.

“Are you done with the room?” Leatrade asked the three

“Yeah..there nothing else to see,” said Sherlock as he exited the compartment with the couple. “Let’s go Joh—“

He paused as he opened his previously shut eyes. He really couldn’t work without his newfound companion, although he wouldn’t admit that.

“39 minute left. I’d like to think a little so I will take my leave.”

“Uh-huh..Let’s hurry up Sherlock. If we can’t prove Dr Watson’s innocence, it’ll be the end of the famous duo…!” The inspector urged

“Shut up! I get it! You don’t have to say it!”

“No..you don’t understand how much Dr Watson is..”

(Name) chuckled as the two groups went their separate ways. A classic case of the ‘hero’ being torn away from his ‘sidekick’…

William took his wife’s bare hand in his, pressing a kiss to the back of her palm as they walked alongside Louis. “You already have a vague idea of who the culprit may be, don’t you, my love?”

(Name) furrowed a brow “I’d say a lot clearer than merely vague…the only issue is finding evidence to back my claims..and enough of that.”

“Enough of what, darling?” The blond teased with an innocent smile, about to press another kiss to her palm as he leaned closer to her. (Name) scowled, taking her hand away as heat rose to her cheeks. She had felt his teasing had begun to take some negative affect on her. It was possibly impacting her health with how warm she felt around him. It was as if this entertained him. She was about to smack him on the head to satisfy her annoyance before she was interrupted.

“Lord Moriarty!” A crew member exclaimed as he approached them. “I have the blueprints for the train and a list of staff aswell as passengers as requested.”

(Name) could spot a man from the corner of her eye, she instantly felt something off about him and scanned his stature quickly. There seemed to be a stain of blood on one hand but he quickly clenched his fist and left before (name) could alert anyone. She had found her culprit.

William returned to his usually calm demeanour and took the rolled up parchment from the young man’s hands. “I’ll take a look..but there is something I’d like to ask…”

‘Holmes..the only man so respected by my brother..’ Louis thought to himself as he watched the detective walk away ‘well he only sees him as a lesser opponent to make use of..not the same as (name)..yet addressing both of them so familiarly with no shame. Moreover starting a competition with both brother and (name). There’s a limit to being impertinent,’ he clenched his fist with a small smirk ‘when he’s no longer useful, I will—‘

“Louis? Come along, William has a plan,” (name) called out to her brother in law, tapping him on the shoulder. Louis widened his maroon eyes then nodded at the older woman, watching as William spoke to the crew member.

“..I understand very well, thank you,” william said as he reached his hand out to shake

“N-no..to be thanked by a noble..” the crewman stuttered as he shook William’s hand. “I’m honoured..”

As the staff member left, (name) spoke up. “Found something, didn’t you?”

“Yes..” William said “Holmes should be able to pin down the culprit form the fact that he left h those footprints and was able to offer the victim a drink…now is a precious chance for me to use other methods. I’ll do some profiling to understand the victims mind..”

(Name) sighed. She would have to find evidence and create an argument to prove the culprit was likely the man she saw earlier. Although her strong intuition was useful, the process of proving her assumptions was the most difficult of all.

"The culprit was from the crew. All the evidence points to this."

Some time had passed since the beginning of the investigation and now, the crew alongside the railways police, the Inspector, Holmes, Dr Watson, William, Louis and finally (name) were all gathered in a room together.

(Name) had realised that the culprit was obviously a crew member within the first glance, but furthermore, his gloves were either wet (or freshly washed), bloody, or thrown away completely. In the time the investigation took, the culprit probably tried to come up with an excuse for his crime.

"Those of you with an 8 inch shoe size, step forward!”

Two crew member stepped forward as asked, one woman was the staff member (name) had seen earlier and the other was likely an innocent man. Strangely enough, the innocent man was more nervous, sweating despite the cold weather. That meant the other man, the murderer, had come up with an alibi.

"Now..we'll take a look at your gloves...one by one." Lestrade muttered as he checked the first man’s gloves, which were clean and clearly not the murderers.

He turned to the other man "Hm? The sleeve is wet.." The suspect clenched his fist as (name) smiled in the background, satisfied. "Could you open your hand?" A few moments had passed and the man still refused to show Lestrade his gloves. The inspector grew impatient and yelled. "Open your hands!"

The suspect opened his hands to reveal blood stained gloves, followed by gasps from the others in the room. (Name) was curious to see what excuse he was to come up with.

"bingo. Car attendant, Editor Hawthorne, you are the culprit!" Sherlock said Tom behind Lestrade.

“Eddie..you..what did you do..?!” One member said as they crowded around their colleague.

“No way, right?!”

“Someone as diligent as you..!”

“Dr Watson, please forgive us for our accusation. It seems there was a misunderstanding..” the railway policeman from earlier apologised to the doctor

"You're wrong! I didn't kill him! This blood is..wounds! I hurt myself!" Hawthorne exclaimed as he held his hands open.

The noble lady rolled her eyes and scoffed. Eddie turned to look at her with clenched teeth. She had clearly seen through him, shifting the blame onto her would surely work.

“She’s got a glove missing too! How do you know she isn’t the murderer?!” He said as he pointed to (name) who glared at him. The others had seen her purposely stain her silk glove earlier, so she wasn’t a suspect.

“Enough! Take off your gloves." Lestrade demanded in defences of (name) and to prove his claim.

He hesitantly removed his gloves to reveal two small cuts on each of his hands.

'Does he really expect us to buy that..?' (Name) thought ‘How incredibly foolish..’

"He’s obviously trying to get out of it, Lestrade,” Sherlock whispered to him

The inspector nodded “I know but we don’t have anything concrete against him..” he whispered back “Even if we retrieve the key and knife..he’ll still say it wasn’t his..”

"Earlier, I hurt myself with my gloves still on. I hadn't treated them. Please believe me..!" Eddie urged as (name) sighed in exasperation. He really was a fool.. "Or do you have any other proof..?"

“It’s not exactly proof, but it’s enough to prove you’re an idiot.” (Name) spoke up, walking towards the man, who she had just formed an odd grudge against.

“(Nickname)..” Holmes called out to the woman.

“Mr Hawthorne,” she said as she took his hands in hers, inspecting the cut closely. “your gloves would be stained differently, the darker areas would be more

surrounding your cuts, rather than being scattered, would they not? Not to mention, these wounds are fresh. The blood stains on your gloves,” she took the item from him, inspecting that too, then compared it to her own bloodied glove that she was still carrying. “Are varying in age. Some are about an hour old, forming around the time the murder occurred. Then there are small traces of fresh blood on the fabric of your gloves. In addition, the cuts aren’t large enough to create such stains, but a cut at someone’s neck would have if you pressed down on them.”

Her narrowed eyes became crescents as she smiled innocently "Alongside that, you said you injured yourself while wearing gloves. If that were the case, wouldn't your gloves be damaged in some way? Apart from the blood, these seem to be as good as new."

“I-..uhm..” The suspect stuttered, trying to come up with another excuse before being interrupted

“It is strange, isn’t it, dear?” William added "As Lady Moriarty pointed out, you hurt yourself while wearing the gloves, correct?" The scarlet eyed man asked as he approached the two.

"Y-yes.." Eddie stuttered.

"Then how could blood splatter all the way to your spectacle frame?" William asked rhetorically “Even if you hurt the palms of your hands while wearing gloves, it’s impossible that the blood would have ended up there. That’s because it got there when you killed that man. And it’s not only there..there are some other splatters should I tell you where they are?”

The other members of the room gasped in surprise.

This had easily coaxed a confession from the murderer "On the passenger's list..it said he was a jeweller. I didn't plan on killing him.."

(Name) frowned. Even though she had provided the most evidence, it had seemed to have gone into the men’s ears and out of the other. That wasn’t important though, as a woman, she wasn’t going to be listened to anyways. She should expect such behaviour, she thought. Besides, the culprit was caught. That was all that mattered.

"Inspector Lestrade?" William called over to the man who stood aside.

"Y-yes..!" He went over to the man and cuffed him "Eddie Hawthorne, you are now under arrest under the suspicion of murder..!”

"Good..three minutes till we reach our stop. We made it in time." William said as he looked at his pocket watch.

"Liam, (nickname)..you scoundrels..." Sherlock smiled in amusement "you're both better at bluffing than I am..!"

"We have no idea what you're talking about." William winked as he took his wife’s hand and left

"Well..we'll be taking our leave then. Farewell..!" (Name) said as they both left the carriage with a mildly confused Louis.

"Oi! Let's meet for a meal some day!" Sherlock called out to the two

‘(Name) (last name)-Moriarty and William James Moriarty..to think, there are two other people alive with Holme’s level of intellect..’ Lestrade thought with a sigh as he watched the door shut.

"It's amazing how you saw the blood on his spectacles, brother. And the cuts on his hands too.." Louis commented as they left the compartment

"I was interested in the formation of wounds as a child, specifically in relation to autopsy, also it was merely common sense,” (name) explained

"Oh, Louis? The blood was mine." William said as he held (name)’s hand, keeping her closer to him

“E-Eh..?”

(Name) rolled her eyes “I suspected as much..”

“The culprit was the kind of person to completely destroy all kinds of evidence..I figured he would try get out of it like that. I did not expect, however, that he would accuse my wife of such a heinous thing,” william turned to (name) who muttered

“This wife of yours has committed acts a lot more heinous than that..”

William chuckled “You really did have him cornered there, didn’t you, love?”

“It wasnt hard..” (name) brushed off the compliment, although her flustered state gave a different impression.

William’s sensed this and smirked before continuing “Anyways..before Holmes gathered them all, I made contact with each of them. While pretending to make small talk, I left my blood on each of them.”

“That means if you two hand been there, the case wouldn’t have been closed in time..so Holmes can’t see things through after all..?” Louis said, subtly undermining the detective.

“Holmes is a detective who uses lawful means to prove suspects guilty. We don’t work with the law, Louis.” (Name) reminded him

“Yes..he believes in people too much, however that is far from a bad thing. I like that about him,” William smiled

“They make a good pair, don’t they?

Detective Sherlock Holmes and his partner, Dr John Watson…”

A/N: I thought this chapter was gonna be short but I guess not lol 😵‍💫 anyways final chapter of act 2 soon so be prepared bc it will be a little spicy. William was such a simp this chapter and fl is starting to not be blind and finally realise her feelings for Liam !!!!!

#—false lovers 💋#moriarty the patriot #william james moriarty #william moriarty #william moriarty x reader #yuukoku no moriarty #mtp william #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #moriarty the patriot x reader

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What do you think about Jaime's fate? Is he doomed by a narrative? Is he doomed because of the show? Or does he stand a chance?

Personally I'd like to believe that he would live. As far as I can remember (I could totally be wrong though) the most evil thing he does in the series is the Bran thing. And westerosi karma already held him responsible - he loses his ability to do that one thing that he loves the most and becomes disabled just like Bran. He's not the kindest, bravest, most noble etc person in the westeros but he's far from being evil like ramsey or tywin or cersei. Imho he's way better than fan favourite boy tyrion and not so favourite boy stannis - for a bunch of reasons. I just don't want him to die although chances are, well, questionable.

So how do you see his chances to survive?

Hope you're having a nice - or at least decent - day!

It's lovely weather, and I took a long walk first thing which means, it's a great day in my book. Thank you!

I can't remember what specifically convinced me, but somewhere along the line I accepted that Jaime and Cersei would die together, so I believe D&D got that from Martin. I wrote at the time that Jaime is a better man for returning to his sister/lover/mother of his children than leaving her to die alone, so I didn't share the opinion of the rest of the fandom there. It's really easy to project our feelings about a character onto a different character, and I think that happens a lot with those two.

Anyway, since then, @istumpysk has collected all the book foreshadowing for them to die together (here, a long google doc about it, more here), so I give him no chance of survival.

Ramsay is cartoonishly evil, so I don't think he's particularly interesting. Tyrion is Martin's fav and will likely benefit from that, Stannis is doomed, but Jaime really is an interesting character. My controversial take is that I don't think he's more deserving of a happy ending than Cersei who all the fandom recognizes will die. Yes, this a) reads like foreshadowing for King Bran, and b) also reads like karma:

"Does the sight of my stump distress you so?" Jaime asked. "You ought to be pleased. I've lost the hand I killed the king with. The hand that flung the Stark boy from that tower. The hand I'd slide between my sister's thighs to make her wet." He thrust his stump at her face. "No wonder Renly died, with you guarding him." (ASOS, Jaime V)

but I didn't think Jaime fundamentally changed as a person as far as values go? That's a severe punishment for him, I'm not gonna minimize what it means to him, but I did laugh in the show when he's facing Bran and unapologetic because to me, that's Jaime. Martin writes kid killing as a big no-no. Jaime is pretty cavalier about it:

Jaime got to his feet. "Your wife may whelp before that. You'll want your child, I expect. I'll send him to you when he's born. With a trebuchet." (AFFC, Jaime VI) Ask Edmure how chivalrous I am, thought Jaime. Ask him about the trebuchet. Somehow he did not think the maesters were like to confuse him with Prince Aemon the Dragonknight when they wrote their histories. Still, he felt curiously content. (AFFC, Jaime VII)

Now, I don't think dying with Cersei is necessarily meant to be read as karma for Bran, but I included the above for two reasons.

1.Jaime is a foil to Jon, I believe we're meant to contrast Jon's, morally grey perhaps, attempt to save a child with Jaime's disregard for one, and overall compare what their upbringing, the morals or lack thereof instilled, have formed of these two who had similar dreams, experienced disillusionment, shared the same hero:

They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. "I'm Prince Aemon the Dragonknight," Jon would call out... (ASOS, Jon XII)

2. Jaime and Cersei are a variation on the Aemon and Naerys idea, and the parallels between Jaime and Jon, Sansa and Cersei, point to Jonsa being the positive variation of the old tale. So that expectation, in which Jon will successfully save Sansa from a marriage she doesn't want (hello girl in grey prophecy) and they'll fulfill the maiden/warrior vision that Jaime once had of himself and Cersei, the underlying, uh, preoccupation with and loyalty to their sisters (that Jaime has and Jon will have post reunion) means I'm ok with Jaime deciding his fate is to be with Cersei, in birth, in life, even in death. As I thought it worked in the show, returning to Cersei in the books will likewise mean he is able to have some self-respect. I don't think you can read his, I mean, I would say Cersei obsession and believe he'd ever have any peace of mind if she died alone while he had to go on living. We will get a healthier, happier version of the “brother/sister” (in the Targaryen sense) relationship with Jon/Sansa to complete the convo which is important to keep in mind when bemoaning the fate of certain characters--their endgames are part of a much bigger picture.

I thought this was a great write-up of his character which you might enjoy reading:

But what’s so vital about Jaime is that this is who he is - a bad person, a person willing to kill children to achieve his aims - but it isn’t all he is. And the point of introducing him as a POV is to force us to confront this fact, the fact that this would-be childkiller is also a three-dimensional, even sympathetic man with his own heartaches and struggles, with a sense of humor and a sense of honor and the saved lives of half a million people to his name. The good deeds don’t cancel out the bad, but neither do the bad cancel out the good. And instead of allowing us to take the easy path and categorizing him as either ‘purely evil’ or ‘wholly redeemed,’ the story simply pushes us to dwell within the psyche of this complex, broken man who is neither fully one nor the other. (link)

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