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crownedtargaryen · 1 year

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As per your request: Could you write something about Jacaerys breaking up with a female reader and Aemond reacts and consoles her with ulterior motives? Thank youuuu 😘

Like seriously you are my knight in shining armor (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

take care of you. - brother modern!aemond

pairing: brother modern!aemond x innocent sister!reader (a/n): please note i do not romanticize or desire this upon anyone, this is purely fiction! CW: p in v sex, unprotected sex, incest, vouyerism? idk if that’s what is called.. aegon is watching tho, mild choking, taking advantage of reader, cheating, porn with semi plot, mild manipulation all notes are appreciated. words: 1.7k tag list: @asa-do-your-thing @twizzy123 @hopelesswritergall @clairacassidy @ad-astra-again

It hurt. I remember it hurting, the worst pain I’d ever felt. Seeing him across the party with her, his hands around her waist as he smiled the widest he’d ever smiled. I felt a sickly pang in my stomach as I stared at Jacaerys, his lips hovering over his as the music blared in my ears. My heart drops to my stomach, tears falling down my cheeks as I clench the drink in my hand, holding back the urge to wail in pure anguish. I couldn’t control my body, storming forward and staring at Jace. He notices me, jumping slightly and moving swiftly away from the blonde who looks me up and down, her hazel eyes burning into mine. I glare at her, jaw clenching.

Lannister.

“Sweetheart, let me explain!” Jace starts; I look at him in disgust, inhaling, my breathing shaky as I speak up before he can elaborate on this heinous act.

“I don’t want to fucking hear it. We’re DONE. YOU’RE done,” I say sternly, looking at the girl and leaning into her face. “Have fun with this bitch.” I then pour my drink on her head, wetting my lips and grinning at her. “Oops.”

She goes to swing, but someone grabs her; I look up to see Aemond Targaryen with a stern gaze, throwing her to the ground and walking over to me. Quickly, he grabs my wrist and pulls me off.

“We’re going home. Now,” Aemond says, making me look at him in shock. Aemond is my brother, but he’s never seemed protective of me. Why was he suddenly stepping up? It confused me, but I couldn’t bring myself to protest when I looked back and saw Jacaerys helping the girl up and glancing subtle glares at Aemond. My heart shatters, realizing he has no genuine care for me. He helped HER. Not me.

I sit on Aemond’s motorcycle, looking at him with glossy eyes as he puts a helmet on my head and secures it, leaning in and looking into my eyes.

“You’re okay; we’re in this together,” he whispers. His voice is reassuring, but his eyes say otherwise. I’ve known him forever; he’d never take advantage of me in such a state. However, I’m emotionally vulnerable, and I trust him. Aemond leans in, gently kisses my cheek, pats my helmet, and sits down. I snake my arms around his torso, squeezing gently and holding in soft sobs as we drive. I bury my face in his leather jacket, tears staining his back as I tremble and cry.

Time passes swiftly when I cry, and I feel us slowing to a stop. Aemond shifts off his bike, and I look at where we are. The LED lights shimmer, straining my teary eyes as I rub them and grumble in frustration. I slowly get off, Aemond taking my hand and smiling at me. My eyes shimmer as I stare into those beautiful violet eyes, admiring the discoloration of one due to the scar resting upon his face. He notices my staring, looking away and to the location we’ve stopped at.

“Let’s get you some snacks. Is that alright?” He asks, avoiding looking at me. I walk forward, holding his hand tight and looking at him with a slight nod.

“Yeah… ’s fine,” I croak, sniffling as I follow him inside. We scan the isles for comfort foods and drinks, Aemond buying us some alcoholic beverages to forget these pains and have a separate party, away from all those lowlife losers- as he said.

I offer to pay for such things, but he takes out his card faster than I can react and purchases the abundance of treats, making me feel a bit embarrassed and in debt to him. “I can pay you back,” I start, but he ignores me. I repeat myself, and he merely walks back to his motorcycle, urging me to get on as we ride back to our house.

Aegon is sitting on the couch, indulging in his snacks and drinks, getting over a hangover from the previous night. He’s watching some sappy romance, mildly intoxicated and on the verge of tears from the story. When we enter, he looks at us and grins. His smile falls when he sees my swollen eyes, frowning and standing up.

“What happened?! What did you do?!” Aegon snaps, Aemond glaring at him. Aegon rushes over, pulling me from him, which Aemond doesn’t take kindly. “Oh baby, what did he do…” he whispers, cupping my cheeks. Aemond, not enjoying what’s his being taken, snatching me away.

“I didn’t do anything. It was her stupid boyfriend; that cunt did something,” Aemond snaps back, Aegon’s concern contorting into anger. He goes to ask, but I notice Aemond shakes his head and then walks me upstairs, Aegon looking at me helplessly as we leave.

I sit on Aemond’s bed, looking at him with a heavy heart. He closes the door, and I notice he has a look in his eyes that I can’t mainly place, not thinking much of it. Aemond sits next to me, handing me the bag full of goodies as she pours us two cups of alcohol, handing me one as she looks at me with a small smile. I look at him and smile weakly, and he moves his hand to my chin, making me look at him thoroughly.

“You look prettier when you smile. Talk to me; how are you feeling, issa jorrāelagon?” He whispers, making a shiver run down my spine.

My love.

My sadness grows as he brings it up, tears welling in my eyes. Swiftly, he sets down his cup and hugs me close, letting me break into tears in his chest. I clench the back of his leather jacket, pushing my body weight onto him. He rocks with me gently, petting my hair. I feel his hand trail down my back and up the back of my shirt, his warm hands rubbing against my skin and soothing me slowly.

“I feel so unloved… What- What did I do wrong?” I sob, looking up at him with a heartbroken gaze. He looks at me sympathetically, moving away hair that sticks to my cheeks from my tears. Then, he nuzzles his nose with mine, free hand stroking over my thigh.

“Sweetling, you will never be unloved by Aegon or me. You are too well tangled in my soul to be unloved by me,” he whispers, making my heart dance. “He’s an idiot, and he didn’t deserve you… I will treat you right. He will never touch you.” I feel my body melt at such words as his hand trail between my thighs. I fail to notice at first but then gasp softly as his fingertips graze my clothed cunt. A quiet whimper falls from my lips, biting my lip when he applies more pressure.

“Let me take care of you, sister. I’ll show you a true man’s love,” he whispers. I can’t deny him, body aching beneath his desiring touch. Slowly, my thighs open, and I whine, feeling my underwear dampen when he reaches between my pants and underwear, feeling how soaked I already am. “Oh gods, look at you.” his voice has become breathy as he slips off my pants, eyeing me up and down with a cheeky smirk. “Go on, lay down. Let lēkia take care of this pretty pussy.”

Aemond moves down between my legs as I lay back, licking over the sopping cloth and making me whine with my hips, making him chuckle lowly. Slowly, he peels my underwear to the side to reveal my new mound, slick and dripping down my hole. He moves his fingers along my folds, soaking them with the substance, then moves in, lapping up my messy hole and wrapping his mouth over the piece, looking up at me with dark and lustful eyes. I tilt my head back, his warm tongue licking at my sensitive clit as my thighs tremble, moving to his shoulders and moving in to surround his head. Soft pants and helpless sights escape my lips, his fingers moving to my entrance and pushing inside quickly.

“Fuck you’re tight,” he groans against my bud, making me shiver and moan out his name, which causes him to grin and go faster, shoving his fingers inside my velvety entrance with a newfound eagerness. His abuse of my clit drives me over the edge, making a mess on his fingers as he moves off my cunt with a filthy pop, gazing at me with a cheeky grin, slipping off his underwear and pants, throwing them to the side as he slides off his shirt as well as my own, admiring my figure. Aemond grinds his cock against my slick folds, pinning my hands above my head and chuckling slowly with heavy pants. “Good girl, you’re so beautiful.” he leans down, kissing my collarbone and chest, massaging my breast with one hand and pushing his tip in with the other. I clamp down as he eases himself in with a low groan, jaw clenched as he stares into my eyes.

“Aemond,” I moan, eyes rolling back as I wince at the stretch. “Fuck… I’m so full.” I struggle between whines, feeling him move in and out nice and slow. I see the door open slightly, biting my lip and whimpering loudly.

Aegon.

The thought of him getting off to this is filthy, and I wish to give him a show. So, I hook my legs around Aemond’s waist and push him deep into the spongey spot inside my cunt, making me arch my back and cry out in pleasure. Aemond grins wildly, pounding the spot full force as his hand trails to my throat, squeezing and pinning me down by my neck, biting his lip with low animalistic growls.

“Open,” he demands, making me involuntarily open my mouth. I watch as he spits into my mouth, his saliva coating my tongue as he sighs lovingly and moves in, kissing me passionately. His tongue trails to mine, spreading the spit across my tongue and pushing it down my throat. I swallow weakly, clenching his arm and bouncing with every thrust, choking out moans.

I whine loudly. “I’m close,” I whine out, Aemond nodding in acknowledgment. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

I feel my peak close in on me, but then I hear a familiar voice that drives Aemond to a quick stop.

“Not on my watch,” Aegon coos as he tosses a pair of my underwear to the side, the base covered in his cum. “Big brother’s gonna rail you until you forget about that fucker.”

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asa-do-your-thing · 5 months

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Asa's December Rec-list

I've often reblogged fics where I feel like I should have written paragraph reviews but couldn't. That's why I thought I'd gather some of last month's faves <3

Aegon II

Docile - @bucknastysbabe

After seeing the Teaser you've just gone and written down what I felt for s2 aeg :D I've read this like thrice already, it's so good!

Aemond

Tooth-Rotting Bliss - @the-common-cowgirl

I'm usually not a Modern Au girlie but this has just melted me into a puddle.

Sweet Dreams (Are made of this) - @valeskafics

Demmon Daddy? Fuck yeah.

Cregan Stark

Princess - @axelsagewrites

I love the idea of rough Cregan, you've nailed him perfectly :3

Jon Snow

The Lady of Crab Isle - @valeskafics

BOY, i AM UNWELL IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE.

Theon Greyjoy

Your Eyes - @valeskafics

There's not enough Theon fics around and yours is just *mwah* chef's kiss. "I don't beg." "You will."

Ramsay Bolton (not proud of it but hey Iwan Rheon is hot)

"Just Getting Started" - @valeskafics

Bel, I have been binging your stories and I am IN LOVE with your GOT works, especially this. I was just curious when I stubled upon this but in the End you made me feel things for Ramsay that I never thought I could feel.

Michael Gavey

When it Rains it Pours - @aemonddtargaryen

This was strangely sweet and hot at the same time, it felt very real, me likey :D

#asas fic recs #i love my moots

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warfeind · 5 months

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that's highly confidential. um, anyway.

isle of dogs rp starters / @kusattainu ━━ ״ anyway what? cat got your tongue? ״ there's an uncharacteristic patience to her voice. humans sure love their games. and their little secrets. yoru has never been one to indulge in games of chance. too many unknown factors can turn even a trifling matter into a bloody struggle. she sighs. ״ i'll give you a moment to decide whether or not it's information worth taking to the grave. i could have your head regardless .. ״

it's instinct that stays her hand more than any regard for asa's disapproval. sorcerers are always trouble.. [ ... ] especially in death. there's a fleeting sensation of alarm that follows when her eyes graze the outlines of their figure, imagining what manner of weapon she might be able to wrest from its remains. one too many unknowns for her liking. asa still claws at the fringes of her attention, makes yoru roll her eyes. incensed. bored with the wait. bored of this game. bored with humans and the time it takes for them to do even something as simple as dying when she clearly has other places to be.

״ so? ״ it's a simple choice. undeservedly straight–forward, really. more than any human would expect from a mere cursed spirit. they might even consider it an education. ״ are you feeling more talkative now? i'd spill it and run if i were you. just some advice. ״

#LOOK I SAID YOU WERE GONNA GET YORU #im sorry she's a professional shit talker it can't be helped...... femcel sukuna....#▒𝟔𝟎𝟔. ━━ ״ 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗.#▒𝐕𝟰. ━━ ״ 𝗨𝗡𝗥𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗘.#um it could be the regular jjk student verse as well but who am i to say . she behaves the same in both methinks

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daisywords · 2 years

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5 things you never get tired of writing

rules - list five things you never get tired of writing. It can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. then tag five people!

Thanks @cactusmotif for tagging me in this!

gonna try to call myself out here so time to get specific ig:

1. Brother/sister duos

for example, the arguable four main characters of starlight-verse are 2 brother/sister duos: Alya & Eli + Kirsta & Kor. DaDBaB doesn't have any notable brother/sister duos, but that's an outlier among my wips. Other notable ones are Craisl & Isl, Asa & Hope, and Elinaya & Milo from wips that I like never talk about on here.

Why do I do this? idk exactly but it's probably something to do with having pretty even gender balance on most of my wips but not a huge amount of romance? Also I have 4 siblings myself so that's naturally something I write about, I guess. (I also have a couple important sister duos now that I think about it.)

also maybe leftover Fablehaven brainrot from my childhood?

2. Short protagonists

Alya from Starlight and Trip from DaDBaB are both short. I think it's bc I'm tall? idk

3. Memory loss trope

a central premise of DaDBaB and also my wip Memoratorium, albeit approached quite differently. Also another wip which I've basically scrapped bc the premise is pretty close to DaDBaB

I will say this though: I hate hate hate when characters lose memories after the story like ok I guess it didn't matter then? All that growth for nothing? But I like when the characters don't remember the past at the beginning of the story and have to discover it and confront it. yes good

4. Ridiculously large buildings

I just think they're neat! also full of narrative potential. *slaps architectural impossibility* you can fit so many characters in this bad boy

As an example of how far I take this, the entire country of Ciar from Starlight (granted, it's a fairly small island) is technically one interconnected building. (listen. it makes more sense than you think. It's dug down into the ground for the most part rather than built up, and also the island is made of a mineral(?) that they can control with their mind powers. And also there's twice a year there's "bad stormy season" and they don't want to go outside.)

But! Other noteable larger-than-life buildings are the Highking's seat/palace/capital building/monstrosity from DaDBaB and uhhh the Corporation HQ from Memoratorium.

5. Friends to lovers

So like I said I don't write a Ton of romance but I do enjoy it when it fits. DaDBaB is very friends-to-lovers, although there's a lot of...other complicated dynamics in there. The main romance in Starlight-verse is pretty much straight friends to lovers (we don't even get romantic until book 2 bc they're too busy being friends). The romance storyline in Glory (which is not so much a wip as a universe of possibilities that lives in the background of my brain and pays zero rent [read: word count]) is more of what the kids these days call "enemies to lovers" except that they...become friends first, so...

idk actually I think the only other romance storyline I even have is in The Good King, which you could argue also has friends-to-lovers elements, so I guess I'm just predictable like that.

I think it's something about falling in love with someone you already know well? It's just more compelling to me than the more whirlwind-style stuff. Also I've never actually been in love with anyone but I do, you know, have friends, so I think it's just easier for me to imagine? idk I'll stop psychoanalyzing myself now

anyway! tagging @muddshadow @baroquesse @pinespittinink @wri-tten and @hyba to play if you want!

#tag game #sprinkling in random lore about my secret back burner wips

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cindernovadoesart · 2 years

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Ren was pacing in the main area of Diasomnia as he think things through. The past overblotees were just captured as well as grim already being in their grasp. And being informed about the Headmasters disappearance as well, well it caused him to be on edge, especially when Ace and Deuce are badly injured and it caused him to panic a bit. Ren got frantic and was running around trying to help as many as people they can to the point that it’s getting annoying causing the group trying to stop them and sit him down, thus began the fight between them asa a and the truth slipping out of their lips that he doesn’t want to go back home from the others stating and questioning about keeping him in one piece for his family, and how his family would feel about him getting hurt. It kinda just slipped, he didn’t mean to say it, but it just happened. This caused the group to go silent in shock, even the teachers, Ren knew that he fucked up right there. Before the teachers could even yell at him, Before the students could criticize him, he runs, runs away to the rubble that is Ramshackle. He was found by Diasomnia, more simply put Malleus and Lilia, they found him crying in the rubble before helping him out. They both were there when the truth slipped out but they kinda knew that he needed time before realizing what’s important. For now they comfort the crying boy and offer a place to stay. And here Ren is, still pacing the dormitory main living space, when he began pacing he knew for sure that everyone will never be able to trust him again after the truth slipped out, no doubt not enough to put him in a leader position again, so right now was the time to make a plan.

A plan to make up for his selfish behavior, a plan to fix everything so he stops pacing and heads quickly to the library to research more about the stones and using the world map to pin point where a few possibilities that could be the whereabouts of the Isle of Lamentation. Taking all of his being and time avoiding everyone, hiding underneath tables, in closets, anywhere that will hide them well. Rook manages to catch them off guard at one point and helps him with the research, and train his powers so he can locate the location they need with ease.

Rook never questions nor pries about Ren’s life, nor judges him about letting out the truth. He assists as much as he can, dragging Ren outside to the track and help him figure out his powers. Which when they find that Ren is able to fly without a broom, it definitely gives Ren the idea to fly around to look for the Isle of Lamentation. Thus when flying through and finding the place he heads back to get prepared. Grabbing a sword from the rubble of ramshackle he is greeted by the group of students. most are shocked at the half calamity form that Ren currently takes a hold of while he looks at them in shock. They go to ask about his absence and why he’s been avoiding them all, he raises a hand a states that he will be back later, causing Rook to realize what he’s about to do.

“Ren do not go alone. You don’t know how much danger you will put yourself in.” Ruggie looks over to Rook

“What is he going to do Rook? Whats going on?”

Ren looks to the group ”I’m saving them, and I’ll be fine, like I said, I’ll be back soon.” his echoing voices causing the boys to all shiver.

Before anyone could respond Ren blasts off ignoring the calling from his friends. when arriving at the front door the guards go to attack talking in a ear piece telling Idia about an intruder as Ren utilizes training from cheerleading and a bit of sparring with Rook thus taking the guards out mid conversation with Idia and goes up to the door.

#twst #twst au #twst yuu #twst yuu au #twst wonderland #twst wonderland au #twst wonderland yuu #twst wonderland yuu au #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland au #twisted wonderland mc #twisted wonderland yuu #twisted wonderland yuu au #whispers of amphibia #calamity stones!twst au #calamity! yuu

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aurora-light-blog · 2 years

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Asabhad “The Merged City”

By Shella Longclaw

A common practice in naming Yi Tish cities and towns is the blending of family names. Such as Tiqui, this comes from the ancient clans of Ti and Qui. Now, the great city of Asabhad comes from the ancient family of Asa, whom son married the Amethyst Empress according to legend. As for “Bhad,” neither Yi Tish scholars nor priests know for certain where this came from. There are a few theories.

The most accepted theory is that the land once belonged to the Hyrkoon. Historical records do state that the ancient Hyrkoon kingdom was vast and an enemy of Yi Ti before the Long Night. The neighboring city of Bayasabhad supports this.

Another theory is a kingdom of Ulthos called the Triple Alliance had occupied the city once. Remnants of them exist as far as the Isle of Elephants in the city of Zabhad. Though this theory is highly doubted by Yi Tish priests. The last theory is the legendary Sea People had occupied the land. Interestingly, the Sea People aren’t merlings but rather a large alliance of islands, which terrorized and controlled the Jade Sea. Yi Tish scholars doubt this due the Sea People being wiped out before the city of Asabhad stood.

All that is known about the city of Asabhad is the named “merged city” truly fits. Qartheen practices, clothing and customs have influenced the city. It’s not uncommon to see a woman wearing a Qartheen gown. Merchants are viewed better there than in any other Yi Tish city due to Qartheen influence. The city is governed by a group instead of a leader, who is simply a figurehead. Sadly, slavery is practiced here as well, though far less than in Qarth. They also have the animal fights similar to the ones do in Qarth.

Asabhad is still its own city. They’re known for their desserts and famous Ripple Dance. The dance is alluring and not obscene. The dancers moved their arms like ripples on top of the water in a smooth motion. The desserts are various like the sweet Qarth truffle and the Yi Tish pearl grain pudding. Their own desserts include the savory and sweet fried cheese balls, woven sugar wool and sugar stones on a stick. Another meal fried shrimps dipped in karydi nut sauce is also stuck on a stick. It is easy to overindulge in this city.

#yi ti #qarth #asoiaf history #asabhad

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ninawolv3rina · 9 months

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Here comes the ☀️

OC: Asa (they/them)

#my art #my characters #Asa of the isles #been thinking about them a lot recently!!!#but when am I not?

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dannythompson1 · 2 months

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The Essence of Bouyon Music: Exploring Its Rhythmic Fusion

In the vibrant tapestry of Caribbean music, Bouyon stands out as a genre that encapsulates the essence of rhythmic fusion. Originating from the Nature Isle of Dominica, Bouyon is a dynamic blend of various musical influences, ranging from traditional Dominican rhythms to contemporary sounds like soca, dancehall, and hip-hop. This unique fusion creates an infectious groove that embodies the spirit and cultural diversity of the Caribbean region. In this article, we delve into the rhythmic fusion that defines the essence of Bouyon music, exploring its roots, evolution, and cultural significance.

Unveiling the Roots of Bouyon

A Melting Pot of Influences

Bouyon music traces its roots back to Dominica, a small island nation known for its rich cultural heritage. Influenced by the diverse cultural backgrounds of its people, including African, Indigenous Kalinago, European, and Caribbean influences, Bouyon emerged as a melting pot of musical styles and traditions. The rhythmic foundation of Bouyon draws heavily from traditional Dominican genres such as Jing Ping, Cadence-lypso, and Lapo Kabwit, infused with modern elements to create a distinct and energetic sound.

Evolution of Bouyon

From Streets to Global Stage

As Bouyon gained popularity on the streets of Dominica, it underwent a remarkable evolution, blending with contemporary genres like soca, reggae, dancehall, and hip-hop. This fusion of styles and rhythms propelled Bouyon onto the global stage, captivating audiences far beyond the shores of the Caribbean. Artists like WCK (Windward Caribbean Kulture), Triple Kay International, and Asa Banton have played pivotal roles in shaping the modern sound of Bouyon, incorporating electronic beats, catchy hooks, and infectious melodies.

Cultural Significance of Bouyon

A Reflection of Caribbean Identity

Bouyon music serves as a powerful reflection of Caribbean identity, celebrating the cultural diversity and vibrancy of the region. Its pulsating rhythms and uplifting melodies resonate with the joyous spirit of Caribbean life, capturing themes of celebration, resilience, and unity. Whether performed at carnival celebrations, street parties, or music festivals, Bouyon serves as a cultural soundtrack that brings people together, transcending barriers of language and nationality.

Conclusion

In conclusion, Bouyon music stands as a testament to the rhythmic fusion that defines the essence of Caribbean musical expression. Its roots deeply embedded in the cultural fabric of Dominica, Bouyon has evolved into a dynamic genre that continues to push boundaries and captivate audiences worldwide. With its infectious rhythms, vibrant melodies, and cultural significance, Bouyon music remains a vital and influential force in the global music landscape, showcasing the rich musical heritage of the Caribbean region.

#Bouyon music

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nacricissa · 10 months

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Another story where dragons eat hot peppers to breathe fire

Téra and Asa were siblings, born not far apart. No one could remember who had been born first, as both were born in superwinter, when the tilt of the Globe and the shadow of the Moon conspired to keep all heat from the southern pillars. Most dragons were sleeping, some more than others, and so no one remembers if it was Téra that came one year and Asa the next, or the other way 'round.

Almost no dragons know how old they are, so they do not invest much in noting the age of their children either. But knowing that they were at least close in age meant that these two desired nothing more than to be the older of them. They could not figure it out, because they were kept close to their mother, who showed them everything beautiful about the world, in a whirlwind of incomprehensible noise, and as their little minds soaked it up, enraptured, the seasons passed without their noticing. Neither knew for sure if they had passed a year without the other, as neither remembers any of this time being spent with the other at their side, despite the fact it surely happened, so immersive was their mother's show. Neither is willing to try to recount everything they saw, as there was so much it would be impossible to remember, but to admit to having forgotten something the other remembered would be tantamount to admitting to greater youth, even if it were not the case.

Instead of using their experiences, then, Téra and Asa try to determine which of them is the elder through contests of strength, and skill. They are both still growing, though, having left the den at the same time, they are the same size, switching in stature year to year. In contests of speed, Téra usually wins, while Asa wins many contests of strength. This, like many of their physical challenges, is often attributed, by their elders, to be due to what little sexual dimorphism dragons display at this age. Usually, it is only when the wings come to colour that the sex of a given Dragon is known, but no one doubts that Téra will be hunter, and Asa hermaphrodite.

They have turned, then, to stranger contests. Today, Téra has returned from venturing through the upper foliage of a pillar far enough away not to have been entirely picked clean. She has found hot peppers, and confirmed their strength with another hunter. The red ones are hot, the infrared ones hotter. They will see who can eat the most before breathing the fire out.

Dragons use magic at every moment, their lungs would collapse without it. This is what causes the whirling strangeness of the isles, as hundreds of adult dragons wield their imaginations to fly, and also just to imagine, and magic weaves through everything. The notion of thinking something without it externalizing is accepted as possible, but only those who have spent hours of meditation can achieve it. Most prefer to simply eat one of the flowers that dulls the thoughts when their magic is beginning to be disruptive.

Hot peppers give the sensation that the mouth is ablaze, a feeling of great heat that must be expelled. As such, when a dragon eats one, they will find themselves breathing fire, externalizing the feeling, if they eat to many. Only by convincing themselves that it doesn't actually hurt, that it is not fire, can it be stopped. This is not something many dragons choose to do. The world is better, most think, with one's thoughts on the outside. So they all scoff at the twins for trying such a contest. It was about as bad an idea as the time they had competed holding their breath some weeks ago. Some thought it was worse.

The tower of fire they expelled when both, after three meals worth of peppers, simultaneously gave up, gave some other dragons a new perspective. It also set the pillar where seven dragons lived aflame for three weeks, which caused a enough of a stir that this shift was not noticed. The contests even stopped for most of the three weeks the twins were grounded.

#writing #nacricontent #southern dragons #fantasy #fantasy setting #slice of life

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brookston · 1 year

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Holidays 5.11

Holidays

Aso ote Tala Lei (Gospel Day; Tuvalu)

Azores Day

Blow Bubbles For Your Cat Day

Bob Marley Day (Jamaica)

Day of the Military Police of the National Armed Forces (Indonesia)

Feynman Day

Human Rights Day (Vietnam)

International Strange Music Festival

Joan of Arc Day (Orleans, France)

Lokadagur (Iceland)

The Long and Winding Road Day

Mata Tirtha Aunsi (Mother’s Day; Nepal)

Miskolc Day (Hungary)

Mixed Race Irish Day

Moose Hide Campaign Day (Canada)

National Deer Association Giving Day

National Foam Rolling Day

National Girls Learning Code Day

National Hairy Nosed Wombat Day (Australia)

National Wear Red Pants Dy

National Technology Day (India)

Richard Feynman Day

Sex Difference in Health Awareness Day

Somerset Day (UK)

Tubeless Tire Day

Twilight Zone Day

Victoria Sponge Day

Witching Day (Isle of Man)

World Ego Awareness Day

World Keffiyeh Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Ball Day

Eat What You Want Day

Eat Without Guilt Day

Hostess Cupcake Day

National Mocha Torte Day

2nd Thursday in May

Dress in Purple Day (Texas) [2nd Thursday]

Keller Williams RED Day [2nd Thursday]

Lanimer Day (fka Landimere’s Day; Lanarkshire & Aberdeen, UK) [1st Thursday after 6th]

One Day Without Shoes [2nd Thursday]

Independence Days

Imvrassia (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Minnesota Statehood Day (#32; 1858)

Feast Days

Anthimus of Rome (Christian; Saint)

Gangulphus of Burgundy (a.k.a. Gengulf; Christian; Saint)

Ice Saints (Europe)

Majolus of Cluny (a.k.a. Maieul; Christian; Saint)

Mamertus, the first of the Ice Saints (Christian; Saint)

Ma Zu (Goddess of the Sea’s Birthday; Buddhism, Taoism)

Nimnim (Muppetism)

Nisga'a Day (Nisga'a Nation/British Columbia)

Paulus Aemilius (Positivist; Saint)

Radunitsa (Ancestors’ Veneration Day; Belarus, Russian Christians, Thomas Sunday Slavs)

Salvador Dali Day (Artology; Church of the SubGenius; Pastafarian; Saint)

Syn’s Blot (Pagan)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lemuria (Day 2 of 3; Ancient Rome) [Unlucky to Marry.]

Prime Number Day: 131 [32 of 72]

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Premieres

Ahab the Arab, by Ray Stevens (Novelty Song; 1962)

Cats (UK Musical Play; 1981)

Cooked, by Michael Pollan (Book; 2013)

Dark Shadows (Film; 2012)

Firestarter (Film; 1984)

Fox-Terror (WB MM Cartoon; 1957)

Higher Ground, recorded by Stevie Wonder (Song; 1973)

A Knight’s Tale (Film; 2001)

MacArthur Park, by Richard Harris (Song; 1968)

The Natural (Film; 1984)

Penny Dreadful (TV Series; 2014)

Road Trip (Film; 2000)

Sniffles Takes a Trip (WB MM Cartoon; 1940)

Tales of Brave Ulysses, recorded by Cream (Song; 1967)

Turn Coat, by Jim Butcher (Novel; 2009)

Water Babies (Disney Cartoon; 1935)

Woodstock (Soundtrack Album; 1970)

Woolen Under Where (WB MM Cartoon; 1963)

Today’s Name Days

Gangolf, Joachim, Mamertus (Austria)

Kiril, Kirila, Metodi (Bulgaria)

Franjo, Mamerto (Croatia)

Svatava (Czech Republic)

Mamertus (Denmark)

Leevo, Liivar, Liivo (Estonia)

Osmo (Finland)

Estelle, Mayeul (France)

Joachim, Mamertus (Germany)

Argyris, Armodios, Dioskouridis, Methodios, Olympia (Greece)

Ferenc (Hungary)

Achille, Fabio, Fiorenzo, Marziale, Stella (Italy)

Karmena, Manfreds, Milda (Latvia)

Mamertas, Miglė, Pilypas, Skirgaudas (Lithuania)

Magda, Malvin (Norway)

Adalbert, Benedykt, Filip, Franciszek, Iga, Ignacja, Ignacy, Lew, Lutogniew, Mamert, Mira, Żegota (Poland)

Chiril, Metodie, Mochie (România)

Blažena (Slovakia)

Fabio, Francisco (Spain)

Märit, Märta (Sweden)

Asa, Ervin, Erwin, Irvin, Irving, Irwing, Marlo, Marlon, Marlow, Marvin, Merle, Merlin, Mervin (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 131 of 2024; 234 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 19 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 3 (Bing-Chen), Day 22 (Ji-Si)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 20 Iyar 5783

Islamic: 20 Shawwal 1444

J Cal: 10 Bīja; Threesday [10 of 30]

Julian: 28 April 2023

Moon: 59%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 19 Caesar (5th Month) [Paulus Aemilius]

Runic Half Month: Ing (Expansive Energy) [Day 2 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 53 of 90)

Zodiac: Taurus (Day 22 of 30)

#calendar #Holidays

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brookstonalmanac · 1 year

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Holidays 5.11

Holidays

Aso ote Tala Lei (Gospel Day; Tuvalu)

Azores Day

Blow Bubbles For Your Cat Day

Bob Marley Day (Jamaica)

Day of the Military Police of the National Armed Forces (Indonesia)

Feynman Day

Human Rights Day (Vietnam)

International Strange Music Festival

Joan of Arc Day (Orleans, France)

Lokadagur (Iceland)

The Long and Winding Road Day

Mata Tirtha Aunsi (Mother’s Day; Nepal)

Miskolc Day (Hungary)

Mixed Race Irish Day

Moose Hide Campaign Day (Canada)

National Deer Association Giving Day

National Foam Rolling Day

National Girls Learning Code Day

National Hairy Nosed Wombat Day (Australia)

National Wear Red Pants Dy

National Technology Day (India)

Richard Feynman Day

Sex Difference in Health Awareness Day

Somerset Day (UK)

Tubeless Tire Day

Twilight Zone Day

Victoria Sponge Day

Witching Day (Isle of Man)

World Ego Awareness Day

World Keffiyeh Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Ball Day

Eat What You Want Day

Eat Without Guilt Day

Hostess Cupcake Day

National Mocha Torte Day

2nd Thursday in May

Dress in Purple Day (Texas) [2nd Thursday]

Keller Williams RED Day [2nd Thursday]

Lanimer Day (fka Landimere’s Day; Lanarkshire & Aberdeen, UK) [1st Thursday after 6th]

One Day Without Shoes [2nd Thursday]

Independence Days

Imvrassia (Declared; 2011) [unrecognized]

Minnesota Statehood Day (#32; 1858)

Feast Days

Anthimus of Rome (Christian; Saint)

Gangulphus of Burgundy (a.k.a. Gengulf; Christian; Saint)

Ice Saints (Europe)

Majolus of Cluny (a.k.a. Maieul; Christian; Saint)

Mamertus, the first of the Ice Saints (Christian; Saint)

Ma Zu (Goddess of the Sea’s Birthday; Buddhism, Taoism)

Nimnim (Muppetism)

Nisga'a Day (Nisga'a Nation/British Columbia)

Paulus Aemilius (Positivist; Saint)

Radunitsa (Ancestors’ Veneration Day; Belarus, Russian Christians, Thomas Sunday Slavs)

Salvador Dali Day (Artology; Church of the SubGenius; Pastafarian; Saint)

Syn’s Blot (Pagan)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Lemuria (Day 2 of 3; Ancient Rome) [Unlucky to Marry.]

Prime Number Day: 131 [32 of 72]

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Premieres

Ahab the Arab, by Ray Stevens (Novelty Song; 1962)

Cats (UK Musical Play; 1981)

Cooked, by Michael Pollan (Book; 2013)

Dark Shadows (Film; 2012)

Firestarter (Film; 1984)

Fox-Terror (WB MM Cartoon; 1957)

Higher Ground, recorded by Stevie Wonder (Song; 1973)

A Knight’s Tale (Film; 2001)

MacArthur Park, by Richard Harris (Song; 1968)

The Natural (Film; 1984)

Penny Dreadful (TV Series; 2014)

Road Trip (Film; 2000)

Sniffles Takes a Trip (WB MM Cartoon; 1940)

Tales of Brave Ulysses, recorded by Cream (Song; 1967)

Turn Coat, by Jim Butcher (Novel; 2009)

Water Babies (Disney Cartoon; 1935)

Woodstock (Soundtrack Album; 1970)

Woolen Under Where (WB MM Cartoon; 1963)

Today’s Name Days

Gangolf, Joachim, Mamertus (Austria)

Kiril, Kirila, Metodi (Bulgaria)

Franjo, Mamerto (Croatia)

Svatava (Czech Republic)

Mamertus (Denmark)

Leevo, Liivar, Liivo (Estonia)

Osmo (Finland)

Estelle, Mayeul (France)

Joachim, Mamertus (Germany)

Argyris, Armodios, Dioskouridis, Methodios, Olympia (Greece)

Ferenc (Hungary)

Achille, Fabio, Fiorenzo, Marziale, Stella (Italy)

Karmena, Manfreds, Milda (Latvia)

Mamertas, Miglė, Pilypas, Skirgaudas (Lithuania)

Magda, Malvin (Norway)

Adalbert, Benedykt, Filip, Franciszek, Iga, Ignacja, Ignacy, Lew, Lutogniew, Mamert, Mira, Żegota (Poland)

Chiril, Metodie, Mochie (România)

Blažena (Slovakia)

Fabio, Francisco (Spain)

Märit, Märta (Sweden)

Asa, Ervin, Erwin, Irvin, Irving, Irwing, Marlo, Marlon, Marlow, Marvin, Merle, Merlin, Mervin (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 131 of 2024; 234 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 19 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Saille (Willow) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 3 (Bing-Chen), Day 22 (Ji-Si)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 20 Iyar 5783

Islamic: 20 Shawwal 1444

J Cal: 10 Bīja; Threesday [10 of 30]

Julian: 28 April 2023

Moon: 59%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 19 Caesar (5th Month) [Paulus Aemilius]

Runic Half Month: Ing (Expansive Energy) [Day 2 of 15]

Season: Spring (Day 53 of 90)

Zodiac: Taurus (Day 22 of 30)

#Holidays

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warfeind · 5 months

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i wouldn't drink that if i were you.

isle of dogs rp starters / @kusattainu ━━ ״ that's a very big if ... ״ an utterly absurd comparison. yoru struggles to imagine that the contents of the bottle are particularly precious to them, which makes the exchange even more puzzling. she lets it slip from one hand to the other, considers if there's any chance it's poisoned. or worse. asa's voice of reason is easily suppressed, but annoying nevertheless. ״ if you were me, you'd know that what a human would or would not do ... is utterly irrelevant. ״

it is the closest she's gotten to a proper stand off in a long while though. piercing gaze, slightest tremor of anticipation in being the sole focus of their disapproval. humans are good for entertainment, always eager to humor her with their curious attachments and unfounded sense of pride. oh, well. she reaches up high, sets the bottle back on the wine shelf, faux – vintage label facing right because asa's going to throw an absolute fit if she doesn't do it properly. although that is what she's here for, technically. throwing fits, petty revenge. humans really do organize their groceries well ..

״ oops. ״ a single flick of the wrist sends the bottle careening into the others lined up in a row. she forgets her own strength for a moment there. glass shattering, crimson splashing and pouring down the shelves. then nothing, a beat of silence. ״ hm. anyway.. ״ she doesn't savour any reactions, merely turns toward the door with a casual shrug. it's enough to feel asa squirm. now we're even for what you said earlier. it's got nothing to do with the dog sorcerer, really. there's always bound to be some collateral, even if it's just cheap wine ... ״ i don't need anything else here, so i'm leaving. ״

#suiren when their adopted troubled teen starts talking in third person about Humanity and flipping shit over: uh #SORRY CANT STOP WRITING CRACK SCENARIOS #yoru being a menace at the store is an objectively funny mental image to me. she's gonna get asa banned fr #sukuna blows up cities but yoru just blows up asa's social life #▒𝐕𝟯. ━━ ״ 𝗝𝗨𝗝𝗨𝗧𝗦𝗨 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛.#▒𝟔𝟎𝟔. ━━ ״ 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗.

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adarkenedforest · 1 year

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Shopping with her

Genderbent Asa, , genderbent Asa, genderbent Asa, genderbent-

Note: Gender neutral reader however there is mentions of you wearing feminine clothes.

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Asa loved many things. Movies. Doing her make-up. Modeling. Horseriding. You. However there was one thing she also loved so fully.

Shopping.

Asa giggled excitedly as she gently dragged you through the mall, weaving through the crowds of people as she set her sights on one of her favourite clothing shops. There was already a few bags of things she had bought for herself and you but she had to go to this store. It was almost tradition at this point.

The first thing you noticed was how empty and quiet the store was. All the other stores you had gone to with Asa had been loud and chaotic but this one was quiet. It was nice.

Asa smiled as she gently pulled you towards a clothing rack. "Come on love!" she said, voice soft and happy. You sighed but giggled as she pulled you along. It was nice being with Asa.

She stopped in front of a skirt isle and started looking through it. She giggled and carefully pulled out an extremely short skirt and pressed it against her legs. "What do you think?" she said, pink eyes shining with amusement as you just gave her a stare. "You and I both know you'd never wear that." you commented,overly sarcastic in your tone. Asa giggled even more which made you smile. You liked making each other laugh.

Asa gently put the skirt back and looked through the isle even more, looking fot something she'd like. "Hey love?" she asked, glancing at you. "Yeah?" "Why don't you pick out some skirts for yourself? I chose a lot of the clothes today and while i know you like me helping you pick... you should choose this time." You blinked at the statement, glancing back at her and noticing slight worry in her pink eyes.

Ah. Of course. Asa did get a bit worried she could be overbearing a lot. A lot of others didn't like her personality and called her overbearing so it was something she always eventually got concerned about.

You offered her a reassuring smile. "Okay, but if they're terrible choices you have to tell me. 'Kay?" Asa laughed, reassured by your words. "Okay okay. Deal."

-the end

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A/n: Another Asa post. I know i know but i can't help it- I had to spice it up with genderbent Asa too cause it's fun! I hope you enjoyed your pink, happy lover dear traveller.

-adarkenedforest

#lgbtq #Fic #Asa #Asa fic #Oc fic #oc x reader #X reader #Pink oc

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