#d*c has been feeding us SO WELL this year

[kckt88]

Take My Breath Away What If! NSFW Alphabet ft. Aemond & Aegon with Vaeryna.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

A = Aftercare (what Aemond & Aegon are like after sex with Vaeryna)

Aemond: After he’s finished basking in the afterglow of sex, Aemond will fetch a cloth and clean Vaeryna up whilst nuzzling her neck and pressing gentle kisses to her skin.

Aegon: Asks if she’s ok and then wants to cuddle.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also Vaeryna’s)

Aemond: His favourite body part of his own is his hair, he just loves it when Vaeryna pulls on it when they have sex or how she runs her fingers through it whilst he’s bathing after a hard training session. His favourite body part on Vaeryna is her breasts, he loves licking/sucking her rosy nipples, especially when she’s producing milk to feed one of their babes.

Aegon: His favourite body part is his hands; he just loves to run his fingers along Vaeryna’s soft pale skin and listen to her giggles as he tickles her. His favourite part of Vaeryna is her lips, they are plump and look fantastic wrapped around his cock.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Aemond: Loves to cum inside his wife. Although he prefers to spill his seed inside her cunny, he also enjoys spilling inside her mouth on occasion and watching her swallow.

Aegon: Likes to cum anywhere, he’s not fussy.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Aemond: The whole threesome thing they have going on – His mother would probably have a heart attack if she knew.

Aegon: Maybe the threesome thing, but he’s pretty sure that his mother and the council would literally implode if they knew Vaeryna had sucked his cock whilst he sat on the Iron Throne.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Aemond: Only bedded 3-no 4 people, (he doesn’t like to reminisce about his past involvement with the whore on the Streets of Silk or Alys) but the years he’s been with Vaeryna have served him well and he knows his wife’s soft luscious body and how to make her scream his name.

Aegon: Had more sex than hot dinners, man has a wealth of knowledge that he likes to put to good use.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Aemond: Loves being on top, there’s just something about the intimacy of being able to look into Vaeryna’s eyes or how he can kiss her as he thrusts his cock inside her, he also loves it when she wraps her legs around his waist and holds his body close as she tells him she loves him.

Aegon: Loves Vaeryna being on top, his fingers digging into her waist as she rides him like an unclaimed dragon. But then he does thoroughly enjoy being bent over by his brother.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Aemond: Can be very serious during sex, mutual pleasure is very important.

Aegon: Depends on the day.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Aemond: Well-groomed and clean.

Aegon: Doesn’t actually have a lot of hair down there as that’s where some of his burn scars are from the Battle above Rooks Rest.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Aemond: Will often tell Vaeryna how much he loves her and perfect she is, loves to tell her when they have sex. His wife knowing how much he wants her is important.

Although he does enjoy it when Vaeryna runs her fingers through the sparse hairs on his chest as they cuddle afterwards or the way she noses the trail of hair that leads from his bellybutton down to his cock.

Aegon: Does asking Vaeryna if she’s ready for his cock before he sticks it inside her count? He’s not sure about the whole romance thing, its not something he’s ever been used too.

J = Jack off (masturbation)

Aemond: Has regular sex so he doesn’t need to touch himself that often, but there have been times when Vaeryna was heavy with his child and they couldn’t have sex so he indulged in the act of self-pleasure, seeing her all round, and swollen with his seed does things to him.

Aegon: Everyday, can’t help it. He loves to touch himself as he thinks of Vaeryna and Aemond.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Aemond: Lactation Kink, Breeding Kink, Spit Kink, Daddy Kink, Slight Dom, Hair pulling.

Aegon: Loves a bit of over stimulation, hair pulling, and he likes to be slapped.

L = Location (favourite places to do the deed)

Aemond: Their chambers (The bed, the desk, the floor in front of the fireplace and in the bath) but he is partial to a bit of outside fucking.

Aegon: Anywhere really, it doesn’t matter.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Aemond: Pretty much anything when it comes to Vaeryna, she knows exactly how to get his cock hard.

Aegon: Vaeryna has a certain smile she reserves just for him, and he knows exactly what it means.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Aemond: Nothing to do with piss and NO he will not let Aegon stick his cock inside him-he’s a top.

Aegon: Anything goes-He’s not shy.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Aemond: He could spend all day, every day devouring Vaeryna’s delicious cunny, he loves bringing her to peak on his tongue. As for receiving, Vaeryna and Aegon have different techniques, but he loves it either way.

Aegon: Loves devouring the cunny, especially Vaeryna she’s gets so deliciously wet, its glorious. But he does love it when she returns the favour, the way her teeth gently graze against his length drives him crazy.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Aemond: Depends on how he feels, he loves slow and a gentle, making sure to take his time, but he also loves fast and rough.

Aegon: Doesn’t matter, he loves it all.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Aemond: YES!! Especially that time they had a quickie in the council chambers.

Aegon: Of course, can’t complain. The risk is half the reward.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Aemond: In a threesome with his wife and brother, pretty self-explanatory.

Aegon: Up for anything freaky, doesn’t discriminate.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Aemond: Very fast recovery time (it’s actually scary how quick he can be ready again) loves going multiple rounds.

Aegon: Needs a cup of wine and a quick rest, then he’s good to go.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Aemond: Never really thought about it.

Aegon: Is not ashamed to admit that he does have a number of wooden cocks.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Aemond: Loves to tease to the point of frustration, enjoys listening to Vaeryna begging for his cock.

Aegon: Doesn’t have much patience for that kind of thing.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aemond: Can be loud/vocal.

Aegon: Moans and whimpers.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

Aemond: Would love to fuck Vaeryna on dragon back-he can’t believe they haven’t done it yet.

Aegon: Loves Vaeryna more than he admits, her reaction to his burn scars meant everything to him. He considers himself ugly, but she makes him feel beautiful.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Aemond: Very impressive. Length and girth. Man has been blessed.

Aegon: More girth than length, his groin is heavily scarred so doesn’t like to dwell too much on that area.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Aemond: High- He can’t get enough of his wife.

Aegon: High – Would live in bed if he could. Spends most of his time day dreaming about Vaeryna and Aemond.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Aemond: Depends if he wants another round, but he loves cuddling up to Vaeryna and holding her naked body against his as he drifts off.

Aegon: Instantly out cold, the release he feels just completely relaxes him.

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #hotd aemond #aemond fanfiction #hotd fanfic #aemond fic #aemond x oc #aemond x original female character #hotd fic #aegon x oc #aegon ii targaryen #hotd aegon #aegon ii #hotd smut #hotd #aemond one eye #aemond smut #prince aemond targaryen #prince aemond

[buckybarnesb-tch]

A-Z NSFW Alphabet

Elijah Mikaelson

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

•Elijah enjoys aftercare, he loves taking care of you and cleaning you up, he is a huge snuggler

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

•His favorite body part of his is his thighs, he loves how much you enjoy riding them, it's his favorite way to take you apart, loving how needy and desperate you get

•His favorite part of you is your ass, Elijah is definitely an ass man, fucking you from behind being his favorite position and loving to squeeze your butt while he bounces you on his cock

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)

•His favorite place to cum is in you, if not inside of you however then it has to be across your ass. It's already his favorite part of you and seeing it covered in his cum is something he will never tire of

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

•Elijah loves impact play. He loves spanking you and you will often be a little extra bratty so that he can. He's not a fan of paddles or anything else, exclusively his hands

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

•Elijah is over 1000 years old and in his human years didn't have trouble finding women who he could have some fun with, even in that time period, he is quite experienced which makes you self conscious sometimes but he is quick to reassure you

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

•Absolutely doggy style. He loves being able to see and squeeze your ass while he fucks you, otherwise you riding him makes him almost as happy

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

•He has his moments but he's not a very humorous person when it comes to sex

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

•He doesn't really groom himself but he's also not very hairy to begin with

•He started shaving his face a bit less often for you when he realized the stubble that appears on his chin and cheeks turns you on something fierce, especially when he eats you out

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

•Elijah is actually quite romantic

•He's always taking you to fancy dinners and getting you jewelry that you insist you don't need but he knows you secretly love

•Before every date when you were still in your early days of courting he always brought you flowers, often roses but sometimes he would pick a pretty bouquet of different flowers. He still surprises you with flowers randomly just to see his favorite girl smile and blush

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

•He will usually Jack off early in the morning, usually in the shower, knowing you're not a huge fan of sex first thing in the morning, it's the only time he doesn't mind it, otherwise he doesn't see the point of jacking off when he has his best girl to take care of him just as he doesn't want you to have to take care of yourself

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

•Elijah has an insane praise kink, it took you a while to learn about it, stumbling upon it 5 or 6 months into your relationship when upon your first orgasm you moaned about how good he was to you and he finished quite abruptly, you've been using it to your advantage ever since

•He also has a slight blood kink, enjoying biting you not to feed from you, but to watch your blood bead up on your chest and drip down your beautiful perfect skin. He's more than happy to clean and heal you afterwards

L = Location (Favorite places to do the deed)

•He's not much for doing it anywhere but your bedroom, however when no one is home he will pin you down to any and all flat surfaces (including Klaus' bed and art table quite a few times)

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

•Elijah isn't really one to get turned on by everything, unlike his hybrid brother who could be turned on by his mate sneezing, but you snuggling into him is often something that gets him going, knowing you feel safe with him, wrapping around him like a weed and rubbing up against him never fails to make him rock hard

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

•Elijah will not even entertain the idea of sharing you with anyone.  Any male dumb enough to tempt his fate by flirting with you will quickly find that it's his last mistake. Even if you dream of a threesome, it will not happen. Elijah is greedy with you, he doesn't even like you hugging his brothers, your attention shouldn't be on any other male.  Elijah Does Not Share.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

•BOTH

•Any man would be a liar if he said he doesn't like getting head, he loves it, loves your perfect lips wrapped around him and your little tongue lapping at the precum that drips from his cock

•Giving however. He Loves Eating You Out!

•He's nearly rabid for it. He will happily eat you for hours, making you cum on his tongue again and again until you're a sobbing mess

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

•Elijah's pace varies however he simply adores taking you apart slowly, on his fingers, tongue, cock, it doesn't matter, he just loves watching the build up of your orgasm before you go cross eyed and cum for him

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

•He's always happy to have a quickie, usually it's the only time that he will fuck you outside of the bedroom, pinning you against a wall or the side of a building, his favorites seemingly being the alley beside the Mystic Grille, the back corner of your favorite bookstore or the island in his kitchen

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

•Elijah isn't big on taking risks when it comes to you. He far more possessive than people would think and apart from the quickies in places he knows, he won't risk anyone seeing his mate in a delicate position, not even his family.  He's willing to try just about anything for you but nothing that will risk you being exposed to Anyone but his eyes

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

•He can go for hours, sometimes continuing after you've passed out (with your permission of course)

•You've woken up to him still going before, you needed a serious shower with how much cum you were covered in that night

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

•He's fairly open to anything that you want to try and he quite enjoys your favorite vibrator to help him when he wants to overstimulate you. His record with it is 12 orgasms before he took pity on you

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

•He's not a huge tease unless you've really pissed him off but if he's going to do anything, he often enjoys overstimulating you making you cum again and again until you either pass out or cry

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

•Elijah is not overly loud however he Loves it when you are and he often insists on it. Demanding to hear every little sound you have to make for him

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

•Elijah doesn't seem like it to people but he actually loves lazy days with his mate. You will be the only one to ever see your impeccably dressed Original in a band t-shirt you bought him at a concert and a pair of sweats (which he is Absolutely Not allowed to wear around others as they show everything that belongs to you)

•He is quite a bit more adventurous with music than most would believe, he likes a bit of everything and will happily go to your favorite concerts with you

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

•He's not as thick as his hybrid brother but he makes up for that in length

•He is just under 9 inches which terrified you at first however the man knows exactly how to use it

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

•Very High! He doesn't always seem like it to people, he's so prim and proper around people and it truly shocked you when you first started fucking but the eldest Original is insatiable

•He will fuck you just about anywhere if he feels the need however usually he will wait until you're home and he can take his time, taking you apart for hours

Z = ZZZ (... how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

•Elijah will usually clean you up and tuck the both of you in before falling asleep, which will typically leave you with a clingy Original vampire with his head in your neck and his arms wrapped around your waist

Someone asked for an Elijah version of this and I'm always happy to provide Elijah fics. Message me if there's any other characters you want to see one of these A-Z's for

Elijah Mikaelson Masterlist

#tvdelijah #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikealson imagine #elijah mikaelson x oc #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson smut #elijah mikaelson x y/n #vampire #daniel gillies #the vampire diares imagine #the vampire diaries #the originals imagine #the originals #nsfwconcept #nsfwalphabet #klaus mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson

[sillingers]

nick blankenburg on ‘the inside edge’ radio show 2.15.23

i listened to this live and tried to take as many notes for characterization and blanks tidbits as possible so here we go:

didn’t start working out until freshmen year of college officially

likes lower body workouts best

is looking for a new gym this summer and might work with z

has yet to see z in the gym bc of his injury but says he’s a ‘beast’ in the room

jody shelley complimented his ‘big’ thighs. nick said they’ve ‘been bigger’ but he had less rigorous offseason training this summer bc of his knee surgery. jody then told nick ‘sorry i didnt mean to be looking at you’ because nick ‘looked like he was about to run out of the room’ in their opinion, and nick joked that he was wearing shorts so they’re out there. this whole ordeal was a lot to take in.

he said ‘oh yeah’ about ten times in two minutes with varying degrees of breathiness/elongation. i can let you interpret that as you will.

loves hitting people. says he always played physical because he grew up with an older brother and that’s just always been his game, so he doesn’t foresee it changing.

but he is working on being more intentional and careful with where he places his body on plays, as well as his off ice routines, to stay healthy and not be injured

adamantly refuses to dial down his physicality

thinks his compete and physicality is one of the reasons he’s here, he’s always played that way and it’s just who he is as a player

says being a right handed d on the left side is a challenge and it’s pushing him to be better

is a good lesson/challenge for him

good to have on his resume that he can play either side wherever he’s needed

stressed several times that he just wants to do what’s best for the team and do whatever it takes to play for them and just help the team anyway he can, whether that’s playing a different side or a special team or whatnot

just genuinely happy to be here and wants to do everything and anything he can

did not catch every detail but he talked specifically about the challenges of being a right shot on the left side like when peeker is feeding him passes on the point or when they’re going to break up ice and he’s catching pucks on his strong or weak side differently than he’s used to

when he was out for 9 weeks he spent a lot of time watching his game tape and trying to improve his play, he watches ‘probably all the game tape i have’ 

tries to stay positive and not be too hard on himself when injured and he doesn’t think any of the injuries he’s had even back at umich were a result of him playing too physical (read: yappy chihuahua wants to be an ankle biter and refuses to stop. denies that being an ankle biter has ever gotten him in any trouble)

says sometimes he thinks his family and friends know his game better than he does because they always tune in and text him after his games

loves the traveling that comes with being an nhl player, thinks he’s really lucky to have this job because it’s an easy and fun job that not many people get

“if you told me maybe 6 or 7 years ago that i’d be here i’d have never believed you”

really likes meeting all the fans and seeing them at warmups

definitely misses yost especially after getting to go back with kj

actually misses his classes. he studied international studies which dealt with political and economic development, he had lots of case studies of nations where a political/economic structure was either a great success or big failure

had to take 6 semesters of a language as required for his major. lasted 2 days in spanish, then tried german but it was too hard. he settled on swahili, which he took for 4 semesters, and then quechua (a latin american language he thinks is from peru but honestly couldn’t tell you where it’s from); said these were with 3 other unnamed teammates

wants to go on a mission trip in africa and hopes he can use his swahili notes there. is willing to teach jody but ‘it might cost you something’ because the class was expensive

loves cbus bc it feels like a college town just like ann arbor

didn’t think he’d ever actually say he loves columbus ohio but here he is

also loves how close it is (3 hours) to home

he’s really blessed to be here and couldn’t be happier with how it all worked out and the chance he has thanks to the jackets

the city and the fans have welcomed him so nicely

lives downtown in an apartment which is close by ‘the other young guys’ , they all live nearby 

says they do a lot of group dinners and will watch golf or football or some sport on tv together

loves that they have such a big group of young guys and they have that connection with each other and he has the ability to hang out with all them

primarily does hang out with the younger guys. likes having people around his age bc it reminds him of college. another thing he likes ab cbus is its a young city thanks to all the college kids/recent grads

also loves the restaurants cbus has (he didn’t name any in particular but said they’re all great)

is going to dinner with some of the umich guys before their games against osu, is hoping naur lets them out of team dinner to see him and kj

jody asked if nick would pay and he said he’d take his card out but that he hopes kj takes his card out too so they can split the bill

they brought up the osu-umich outdoor game, which nick said is an awesome opportunity to play in and looks super fun

played an outdoor game vs. notre dame, actually played against peeke who was at nd at the time. umich won 

very humble and appreciative of the opportunity he has to play in the nhl and live out his dream and do something he loves every night

the 82 game schedule is definitely hard mentally but that the challenges have made him a better person (yes, he specified person, not hockey player)

jody said that this and his positive mindset are a great attitude to have and will ‘help him stay here for a long time’ 

i just think jody loves nick as much as the rest of us

sometimes still pinches himself to see if it’s real 

jody shelley is obsessed with nick blankenburg just like me fr 

i think this is it he actually talked a lot so it was hard to keep track of everything but this is definitely all the main things

#long pot sorry #nick blankenburg #columbus blue jackets #cbj #umich hockey #for all the blanks enjoyers!!

[bulkhummus]

I'm so glad you asked! (cw for discussions about unreality)

A. It's been a minute since we had an actual villain. Most bad guys/conflicts get resolved in an episode or two, and it seems like Janet Lubelle and the University are here to stay. She is being worked into everyday life on the show and is directly effecting the narrative every episode. You can't ignore her actions because they're encroaching upon the town. It's new! It's different! And most of all, it's a villain that I can envision coming to a small town and disrupting the status quo < more on that later.

B. Stories get boring when there are no stakes. Welcome to Night Vale is known for its unconventional plot structure (ie. vague continuity and plot from episode to episode lol) because it supports the happenings that are occurring in the show. A problem with this structure can be the inability to create tension or suspense, or have choices mean something within a narrative. I'm so happy to listen to the comings and goings of my little favorite podcast town, and I genuinely enjoy the silly episodes, don't get me wrong, but it's not fun for a writer or a listener when the same stuff happens over and over and everything is resolved and happy. The mini arcs they write are amazing. The time to build up the space around them is equally interesting. Conflict is interesting. Drama is interesting. Making smart choices that hold weight/ value to them is interesting, and the show would not still be running if the writers were unable to create that impact in spite of a more freeform narrative structure. Why isn't Carlos helping? Why is Lubelle so concerned with doubles? How is this all placing strain on Cecil's relationship to his husband and his town?

C. The show has been running for 10 years and they are cashing in on that time and commitment. The impact of Carlos' backstory after all this time (equal, might I add, to his time in the DOW) is immense. The killing of characters we have loved for over a decade is harsh and feels unfair and heart breaking. Patterns we are accustomed to in the show are being altered. Things we have been led to believe are changing before us, and it's almost like we are experiencing them and these feelings in real time with the townspeople of Night Vale. We watched a love story centered around the fact that a man was new to town, and we, along with the town, were tricked into thinking not all strangers are there to do harm, until it was too late. There has never been a villain that has been sustained for this long without turning into a joke (ie. Huntokar, The Distant Prince, etc.) other than maybe Strex, and even that was not so encroaching upon every show. Suspense is building, who or what will be explained away next? What will that mean for the town and for the story?

D. Lubelle is a fucking villain. I have seen a few people say they dislike her character and while I respect that this post is about why I love her haha so stay with me there. You aren't supposed to like her, but not liking a character is different from thinking the character doesn't do anything for the story. She is endlessly interesting to me because of what she represents. She has stated her intentions, clear and clean and is operating under her own moral code. That's such a tasty place to be narratively speaking. So far, she is a well written villain. Not to mention her past relationship with Carlos not even being touched yet, and that whole can of worms ( the only thing being the implication that Carlos used to be her right hand man). To me, the best kind of villain is the one who truly believes they aren't doing anything wrong. She is cold, she is condescending and she is out to do her fucking job, and no one is going to get in her way. She is not there to take over the town, or end the world. She is there to explain things. That is her motivator, and she is literally feeding off of the town. She is the embodiment of normalization, of conformity, of categorization. She is looking at something that is weird and unexplainable, a big gray area, and demanding black and white terms from it. Maybe it's just the queer in me, and the queerness that is Night Vale, but god isn't that horrifying?

E. The characters and dynamics Lubelle is explaining away are still leading to more questions. The monstrous Station Management is no longer a horrifying monster behind closed doors, but we are left wondering just who has been managing the station for all these years (40 years, from 1983 to be exact lol they're so good for this one) if no one was ever in the office to begin with. There are layers to the unreality that is occurring in Night Vale. Time is still weird. They are still sectioned off in some way. Cecil is still caught amongst these intersecting time frames and realities. Shit is still weird. Not to mention Lubelle being there is coinciding with doubles, Cecils parents and childhood, Carlos' backstory, and time/reality weirdness. It's also so DENSE right now and I'm loving it. How is she gonna effect all that? Is she gonna propel any of it?????? She is as much of a tool to spur the stories onward as she is to disrupt them.

F. Cecil is being directly effected. Do you understand what it means to question the narrator? It's so easy to forget that Cecil is an unreliable narrator because we don't often hear other townspeople question him. Janet looked directly at Cecil and told him that he is disturbed, that his reality is fractured. We as listeners all know that, and Cecil sure as hell does, but he does his very best to avoid it. One of the main new sources in town, and the narrator of a show we let tell us biased opinions and stories as fact, is suddenly ripped out from beneath us like a cheap rug. His credibly is at stake here and this began the moment people started questioning why Carlos wasn't speaking out against the University.

G. She's so fucking hot. this arc and its potential is so. so so fun.

#anyways #so ill stop there #I didn't even include like episode specific “evidence” or whatever #it would have gotten too long and im lazy #I love wtnv #and I love janet lubelle #this arc is so so so fun for me #wtnv #welcome to night vale #cw unreality

[hiccanna-tidbits]

HICCANNA MONTH WEEK 2, DAY 2 FAIRY TALES

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@siodymph

...hey so I heard last month was RotBTD month. I, uh...decided to finally finish this submission for ship week a whole ass month late D: I owe you one for giving me the final push I needed to finish this literally also months late submission for Hiccanna Month XD Y'know. My own event that I fell half a year behind on. Whoops ^^;

Can you tell I'm a hot mess akjdhksuydfu

Fairly long fic, so it's under the cut!!! As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request :3

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Truth be told, Sir Goffridus was having a very dull day until he heard a young lady's scream from the cliffside cave.

Sure, he'd saved a village from a nasty bridge troll that morning. And sure, just after lunchtime he'd jarred up a few pixies before they caused too much trouble on a local farmstead. But what, pray tell, was the use of being the bravest, noblest, and most skilled knight in all the realm if there were no fair maidens swooning at his feet?

Indeed, the rest of his company were wondering how he had not yet impressed a noblewoman most beautiful. He was, after all, very handsome, and had slain many a monster! His mother was especially displeased, stating over and over that she and his father simply did not know what to spend their glut of funds on if not a wedding.

No, truly, this was embarrassing. Sir Goffridus needed to find a respectable bride, and fast, if he was to save his great position and spotless reputation.

He urged his steed forth and arrived at a craggy slope. There was a flash of movement on a far-up ledge, and the brave and handsome knight drew his sword.

Sir Goffridus dismounted, creeping toward the rock face. Well...as much as one could creep, wearing dozens of pounds of rattling metal armor. Still, whatever loathsome creature he needed to battle probably wouldn't notice--why, Sir Goffridus had only had ten or so close calls in his career! It was a far greater number for the other knights, he was sure.

Puffs of flame and smoke billowed from the mountainside, accompanied by a fearsome growl. The woman's cry sounded again, this time with distinguishable words.

"Oh, please, someone help me! This terrible dragon wants to have me for lunch and my entire kingdom for dessert!"

A ginger-haired head stuck out over the ledge, gazing down at him pleadingly. The maiden was fair indeed, clad in a dark green gown befitting of any royalty. She pressed the back of her hand to her forehead in distress, looking utterly pitiful.

She's perfect.

"Fear not, beautiful lady!" Sir Goffridus stepped forward, holding his blade high and trying to look as majestic as possible. "I will save you from this despicable beast!"

"Oh, thank goodness!" She batted her eyelashes down at him, and Sir Goffridus straightened proudly. "I knew a brave, brave warrior would come for me someday!"

"Someday, My Lady?" The knight cocked a brow, confused. "If you were concerned about being dragon lunch, be it not today the creature stole you from your kingdom?"

For a moment, the maiden hesitated.

"Well, he's been holding me prisoner and force-feeding me all manner of hearty food to fatten me up for the slaughter!" she finally wailed. "Pastries and fine bread and and sweets galore--and I fear today is the day my meat is tender enough for dining!"

As if right on cue, a wicked laugh rang out behind her. "My fresh entree, your time is up at last! Too long I've looked forward to gobbling you up and spitting forth your pretty little princess bones."

Curious--the beast had a rather nasally and high-pitched voice for a dragon. Not the deep, reverberating snarls of the dragons he normally fought.

But Sir Goffridus's mind was as keen as his reflexes. He knew this was no reason to underestimate the foul creature in battle.

And regardless, this was a princess--it was his lucky day!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" he called out courageously. "Not one dragon has faced my mighty sword and lived to tell the tale."

"My hero!" The princess scooted closer to the edge of the cliff. "Come, brave sir knight--I will jump down to escape this wretched place, and you may catch me in your big strong arms!"

"Jump down...?"

Sir Goffridus barely had time to collect his thoughts before the princess was scaling down the cliff face with surprising skill. Her hands and feet went into thin gaps as deftly as a lizard's, going with the speed of someone who has done this climb many a time before.

That was strange. Sir Goffridus had never known princesses to be very competent.

Before he had too much time to ponder, a massive black dragon's head stuck out over the ledge, glowering. "No! She's getting away! My wicked plans are foiled!"

The dragon must have been just as shocked as Sir Goffridus by this turn of events, considering several moments passed and the great beast did not fly down to collect his fleeing bounty.

After a pause, the dragon's presence seemed to register with the princess. She looked up, gasping in horror.

"Oh, no! I've been caught!"

Now that made more sense. Princesses were not often quick on the uptake.

"Quick, sir knight! Catch me!"

And just like that, the princess threw herself from the rock wall. As she sailed down through the air, Sir Goffridus rushed to position himself beneath her.

Curious indeed--the princess was falling slower than what Sir Goffridus would expect, especially one who had been plumped for the slaughter. The dragon only watched, making no move to catch her.

It would seem both princess and dragon were sluggish beings--in every facet of life. Oh well--that would make Sir Goffridus's quest much easier.

The princess landed in Sir Goffridus's arms with a thud, albeit one not as heavy as he'd braced himself for. She giggled, looping her arms around his neck and looking up at him adoringly.

"Oh, my!" she cooed. "How can I ever repay you?"

Sir Goffridus was thinking on an answer when he felt the great swish of wings about them. The ground shook as the dragon landed, glaring at both knight and princess.

"Not so fast, you walking sack of noisy kitchenware! The princess is mine!"

Why, he never...! The quality of his armor was far superior to the pots and pans any run-of-the-mill peasant could use!

Sir Goffridus set the princess down, lightly grabbing her arms and turning her around. "Look away, Your Highness. Bloodshed is something far too ugly to soil your innocent eyes."

The knight held his sword in front of him, gathering every bit of courage he had in his noble heart. "Begone, foul monster! The likes of horrible beasts such as yourself are not welcome among the good people of the human realm!"

Sir Goffridus was, in his heart of hearts, tired of dealing with these nasty reptiles. They had a great propensity for getting in the way, and seemed to believe they had as much right to the land and its spoils as humans--who, unlike dragons, could think and feel and love and build great creations and societies.

The dragon, however, did not seem to realize this. He bared his teeth and charged.

And Sir Goffridus met the beast, unleashing all his training from the glorious royal academy. He swang! He shouted intimidatingly! He advanced and retreated! He hopped to and fro! The dragon hissed in frustration, backing farther and farther away the more Sir Goffridus attacked.

Fortunately for the knight, this monster had horrendous aim. The dragon sent out smoke and fire and plasma balls aplenty--but somehow, none seemed to land on Sir Goffridus, save to graze his armor. Curious, considering he was right in the dragon's line of sight...

He wasn't even landing many hits of his own, yet he still had the beast scurrying in terror. How remarkable indeed!

Well, Sir Goffridus was not one to question easy victories! The princess would likely dote on his valor either way.

"AUGH!" The dragon let out a roar, sending a tongue of flame into the sky. "Foiled again! I've got to hand it to you, sir knight--you have bested me. The princess is yours."

With a mighty leap, the dragon took to the air and returned to his clifftop lair. The princess cheered.

"You've done it, my brave, brave knight! You've won!"

He sure had! Sir Goffridus swelled with pride as he returned to the fair maiden.

"Let us get you from this horrid place, Your Highness." He scooped the giggling princess into a bridal carry, helping her onto his steed. "What kingdom do you hail from?"

For a moment she only fixed him with a doe-eyed gaze, as though trying to gather her thoughts.

"Fair Andaloria, my lord," she said.

"Andaloria?" Despite himself, Sir Goffridus raised an eyebrow as they began to ride off into the forest. "That's quite far from here--a trip across the vast seas and a trek over many a dangerous mountain. That loathsome dragon took you all this way?"

"Yes." The princess looked at him sadly. "The dragon wanted to make it very, very hard for me to get home should I ever escape. Foul beast has a taste for naught but princesses--he'd kidnap a more local one, but he told me every time he's tried, they're rescued but a day later!"

"Not a very good dragon, then, is he?"

The maiden chortled, heartily slapping his chest. The force of it jostled him a tad more than he was expecting.

"Oh, you are so funny, my lord!"

Truly, Sir Goffridus could not find a more perfect lady if he tried.

"Pray tell, fair maiden. Whom do I have the pleasure of rescuing today?"

"Princess Annette, brave sir knight, of the northern lands of Avadoria."

"Annette!" Sir Goffridus threw his hands up in delight. "What a beautiful name! We shall be married in the morning!"

"Oh! my lord!" Princess Annette swooned so hard she nearly falls off the steed. Sir Goffridus nobly caught her just in time.

"Yes!" he confirmed. "I wish you to be my beautiful bride, Your Highness! I will get my finest smiths to craft you a ring of pure gold and priceless ruby. I will shower you with finery and treasure and riches beyond your wildest dreams. The family jewels that have been passed down for generations will now be yours--yours and my children's."

"Oh? I'd...I'd like that very much, sir!"

Princess Annette's lovely aqua-blue eyes shone strangely--a glint Sir Goffridus didn't usually see in proper young ladies. Most likely but an overwhelming of true love in the beautiful damsel!

"You shall have everything your heart desires, and more! A lavish feast? A fortune beyond measure? Wares of unspeakable value? An estate in the country? A garden sprawling leagues upon leagues? All can be yours!"

Princess Annette giggled, kicking her feet as they rode. What a fine day indeed, and what a fine happily ever after they would have!

*

Perhaps Sir Goffridus had had one mead too many, but he was beginning to feel like something was amiss at his wedding.

The festivities were merry and jovial as ever. The decorations were elegant, the dancing was lively, the performing bards were sweet and melodious, the roast boar was superb. The pudding was nothing short of divine. Everyone, from fellow knights to commoners to the higher gentry and royalty themselves, were congratulating Sir Goffridus on his splendid marriage. A princess, they all said! How excellent! How divine! He was to have some of the most fine-bred children in all the land--strength and valor and noble blood and everything in between!

And yet, Sir Goffridus found himself approaching one of his comrades with his spirits quite down.

"Say, Sir Thurlow," he said. "Perchance have you seen my blushing bride? I fear I've picked up naught a trace of her since I gifted her my family's jeweled heirlooms at the ceremony. 'Tis odd to me she'd slip away into recluse after my generosity made her ever so happy. She was quite taken with the emerald necklaces!"

Sir Thurlow belched.

"Well, you can't go around spoiling a maiden like that," he slurred wisely. "Now she'll only ask for more and more jewelry, and throw a mighty fit when you can't give her any more! You've gone and set her standards far too high."

"Oh dear." Sir Goffridus frowned as it occurred to him that his friend made a fine point. "She did seem awfully fond of those topaz bracelets as well. I suppose as a princess, though, it only makes sense she'd be drawn to finery."

"Maybe it's worth more in..." Sir Thurlow scrunched his nose as he swayed against the banquet table. "Aragonia? Andalonia? Where did you say she was from?"

"Fair Andaloria."

"Andaloria!" Sir Thurlow suddenly doubled over in laughter. "Why, they have some of the finest ore in all the world! Legend says gems are so easy to find that they treat them as common copper, trading a fistful of garnets for a good meal. If anything, your new wife should turn her nose up at something so commonplace."

"Surely the legends exaggerate!"

"Even provided they do." Despite Sir Thurlow's continued swaying, he fixed his comrade with a thoughtful gaze. "Would not Princess Annette be more taken with something novel to her? A herbal tea or meat spice made from a plant she's never encountered? A dish prepared in manners which she's never tasted? The elegant peacocks and swans of the gardens, surely so different from the creatures of her mountainous home? Why!" Sir Thurlow brightened. "She might well be exploring the courtyards or attempting to get seconds in the kitchen as we speak!"

"But I looked in the gardens," Sir Goffridus argued. "And the kitchen as well, even at the great disgrace of having to speak to the peasantry. Not a soul has seen my bride, and despite myself, I grow uneasy.

"What of the bedrooms? Perhaps the lady is impatient!"

And that was when it finally dawned on Sir Goffridus.

"Why, Sir Thurlow, you are a genius! The lady could barely resist me ever since we met. Of course that would be her first desire after our marriage!"

Strange. When he had gifted her the jewels in his bedroom earlier, she hadn't seemed interested then. She'd been all too eager to return to the bustling ballroom, only to get lost in the crowd.

Mayhaps she had changed her mind?

Filled with eagerness, Sir Goffridus hurried to his chamber. Oh, but what a glorious night this was to be! For the rest of his days, this would be remembered as the eve his beautiful wife would be laden with his beautiful son.

He hoped, anyways. But why not, if all his dreams and wishes were coming true already? Sir Goffridus thrust the chamber door open, overcome with anticipation.

There was no sign of Princess Annette. Rather, he was greeted with the sight of a mattress stripped bare and a chest of drawers deprived of the fine golden bust that usually sat atop it.

Alas, it only made sense his things would have been taken for a washing and a polishing on such a big day. Nonetheless, it made the room feel even more empty.

Sighing, Sir Goffridus closed the door and continued his search.

*

Daegal was getting ready to close up shop when the hunchbacked hag in a hooded black cloak came in.

There was a great deal of clanking and clattering as she made her way over, and Daegal nervously checked the trinket-filled shelves to make sure the lady wasn't knocking them about. But his merchandise all remained still and untouched as far as he could tell.

When she drew close enough for one of the sconces to light her face, Daegal gave a start of surprise. It appeared she wasn't a hag at all, but rather a pretty young maiden with freckles and lively blue eyes.

Why, then, did she conceal herself so?

"I'd like to make a trade," she declared. "The sign says you're some kinda curio trading post, right?"

"That's right," he said, slightly taken aback by her casual tone. "This is later than I usually do sales, though."

"Sorry!" She laughed awkwardly. "Sort of an emergency. Hopefully it'll be worth it."

The damsel reached into her cloak, shuffling around until she pulled out something long and white. Daegal suddenly realized she was no hunchback at all--the bulky presence beneath the cape was naught but a profusion of carrying bags!

She must be mighty indeed to shoulder such a load.

Perhaps she wore that cloak so as not to draw attention to her great strength. After all, many of the knights who sought to woo her kind found hardiness unbecoming in ladies.

"I'd like to trade this for safe passage through this town." She slapped the item she'd retrieved down on the table. "And a horse. Preferably one with big saddle bags. And also, uh...if you could not mention to anyone that I came through here, that would be great."

Daegal looked down and gasped.

Laid out before him was a diamond-studded white gown. Easily worth a thousand gold pieces, if not more.

The shopkeeper sucked in his breath. "This is...this is the finest wedding dress I've ever seen. What cause could there possibly be to get rid of it? I imagine it's every little girl's dream to wear this."

The maiden paused, and Daegal could have sworn he saw gears turning behind those pretty eyes.

"It was my sister's." She let out an exaggerated-sounding sniffle. "She was to be married, but then on her very wedding day, she was snatched from the changing room by an ogre and--"

"You jilted someone at the altar, didn't you?"

"I did not!" she said, a tad defensively.

Daegal eyed the dress, wondering if it could buy him a personal carriage and a chauffeur.

"It's okay, you know. My family tried to sell my brother off into this marriage with a noblewoman, but she was an insufferable snob. Last I heard, he ran off with the milkmaid."

"Oh, good." The young maiden slacked with relief. "Well...does it technically count as jilting if you fly the coop after you've said your vows?"

"So you can sell the ring?" Daegal smirked. "Clever. I have to respect that."

He picked up the long dress, inspecting it again.

"At least let me pay you what it's worth. You can have safe passage and a horse, but you can grab a couple of our pricier curios too. Looks like you have plenty of room in your bags."

"Really?" She brightened. "You're too kind, sir!"

And before poor Daegal could process what was occurring, the young maiden slapped a gold necklace full of the fattest, shiniest emeralds he'd ever seen on top of the dress.

"For your troubles!" she chirped.

He hadn't a moment to protest before she skittered off, making a beeline for a nearby cabinet she'd been eyeing. She returned almost immediately with a jarful of glowing goo and a self-sustaining terrarium filled with (as far as Daegal could tell) authentic shrunken ducks.

"Miss, you don't have to--"

"How often do I feed the ducks?" she interrupted.

"Um...just sprinkle some oats in there once a day and you should be fine," Daegal answered numbly.

Well. Apparently Daegal was about to get two new private carriages, plus velvet seat covers.

Far be it from him to look a gift weird-young-lady-advertently-or-inadvetertently-disguised-as-a-hunchbacked-old-lady in the mouth.

"Pin this to your cloak while you ride out." Daegal reached into a drawer and retrieved an important-looking emblem. "People won't ask questions. The stables are just past the grocer, so...help yourself."

"Lovely! You're the best!"

She snatched the pin and clattered her way out the door, probably never to be seen again. Daegal looked down at his newfound belongings, wondering how his wife would feel about commissioning a silken tapestry for their bedroom.

*

"I can manage from here!"

Anna dismounted her steed, giving the handsome palomino and appreciative pat on the neck. He nickered questioningly as she gathered her things.

"Yes, yes, I know we're in the middle of the forest," she conceded. "It's all by design, I promise. It's not too far to the road, though! Here's a snack to tide you over, okay?"

She handed the patient horse a couple of carrots. He took them gingerly, regarding her curiously for a few moments.

Then he was gone, galloping off into the ether to claim his freedom. Or a spot at a nearby village's stables. Whichever he preferred.

It didn't take Anna long to trek to the familiar cliffside--an isolated little sanctuary where no human being could bother her.

Or at least no full human being.

"BABE!" she shouted, rapping on the rock. "I'm home!"

A swishing and flapping of massive wings filled the air, and Anna couldn't hold back a giddy giggle. It really had been too long.

Darkness swam over her, a great shape blocking out the sun. A gust of wind caught her hair as the dragon swooped down, landing on the grass with an earth-shaking thump.

"What superb luck," he said, tone deadpan. "My escaped quarry has accidentally wandered back to my lair again."

"Oh noooo." Anna let out a mock gasp of horror as she began loading her stuffed saddle bags onto the beast's back. "How does this keep happening?"

"You are exceptionally easy to kidnap, my lady."

The dragon used a wing to hoist her onto his back, and she held tight to his neck as he flew back to their lair. After doing this song and dance a few times, she'd learned how to lay on his back in such a way that she avoided the rows of poisonous barbs.

She'd come to love the feeling of his cool, smooth scales against her skin. They felt like comfort. Like peace.

Like home.

Some said love was a wild, neverending journey full of ups and downs, and a simple "happily ever after" was a silly hope. Anna was rather enjoying hers, though.

And sure, their love hadn't been an easy one. One of the least easy in all the land, in fact. But the worst seemed, at last, to be behind them.

The dragon landed in the entrance to the mountain cave. Anna dismounted, slinging her bags over her shoulder.

She could barely wait until the sitting room--an alcove consisting of neatly-arranged furniture stolen from palace parties across the realm--to admire her newest spoils. At last, she dumped her prizes across a magenta velvet couch and rifled through them.

Thin arms circled her waist, pulling her back. Anna twisted around, finding herself looking into the very pretty eyes of the disgraced Prince Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III.

"Hi." She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their foreheads together. As much as she liked his dragon form, she also very much liked when his body was small enough to fit in her hold.

"And how's my favorite grifter? This one didn't give you too much trouble, I hope?"

"Oh, far from it. It just gets easier and easier, I swear."

"You really think they'd catch on by now."

"Please." Anna snorted. "No one can resist a good damsel in distress, let alone one who's stroking your ego more than like...the world's fluffiest cat."

"You're amazing." He stole a quick kiss, making her giggle. "I haven't the faintest idea how every single time you manage to pinpoint what these idiots want. But we haven't had a bad run yet."

"Mmmm." Anna slid a hand down, grabbing his hand and interlacing their fingers. She led him over to a fluffy chaise, pulling him down onto her lap.

"Remember when we were kids I had that phase where I kept saying I was gonna 'quit princessing' and run away to become a bard?"

"Oh, sure. You always insisted I critique your singing voice by belting the same ballad over and over."

She flushed with embarrassment as he snickered. Of course she was more obnoxious about the whole thing than she recalled.

"Well, uh...I actually got pretty far into secretly training with a local troupe before I gave up on the whole thing. Learned all about reading your audience!"

"Oh yeah? And what did you read on this guy?"

"The usual. 'I'm the finest knight in all the kingdom, and thus must I protect all the poor, helpless maidens from the many monsters of these lands!'"

"And how's that working out for him?"

"Never for too long." She sighed pityingly. "I fucked up and said I was from Andaloria again. This guy didn't even notice."

"So you told him you were from Mining Central," Hiccup said flatly. "And he gave you...more things commonly found in mines."

Anna only gestured to the sparkling mound on the velvet couch.

"So how long did it take for him to fork over the family jewels?"

"Oh, you know. Maybe an hour."

Hiccup raised his eyebrows. "That's about twice as fast as the last two."

"He had to do it before his brain caught up."

"And what brain are you referring to?"

They both sniggered.

"Speaking of, though. I should put these away before I accidentally sit on them."

Anna untangled herself from Hiccup, who grunted in protest as she stood up. While memory served, she picked out which gemstones Sir Geoffrey (or whatever his name was) had said were priceless heirlooms, and tossed them into the Family Jewels Heap.

Almost lost to a crack in the sofa was the ring. It was a loud, insistent trinket. Showy strands of gold and silver wrapped around one of those dark blue diamonds that don't actually look that good--people mainly wear them to seem cultured. Nonetheless, it was one of the more expensive ones as of late. A good 300 gold: A few nights at a nice inn and several lavish meals. Perhaps even a couple souvenirs.

She tossed it in the Ring Bin. A truly boring number of them had the typical silvery diamonds, so the blue at least added some variety.

"We should go into town soon," Anna said absentmindedly. "We're running out of stuff to read. And that wedding feast reminded me how much I miss real food. Or...food cooked by someone else, at least."

"Why stop there?"Hiccup tipped his head playfully. "Last few scams made us a fortune. We could grab a carriage, go to the seaside. Get some of that authentic sea salt caramel chocolate you like."

"And go to the beach?" Anna clapped her hands in delight.

"Absolutely. Swim in the ocean, build sand palaces, the whole nine yards. And if any sea monsters trifle with us, well...we're a pretty formidable army all on our own. But man..." He yawned. "All this conning takes it out of you. I think we've earned a vacation, don't you?"

"Well, duh." Anna stared dreamily at the cave wall, the gears of trip-planning already turning in her head. "Oh, man. With all this treasure and crap, we could get, like, the best meals the coast has to offer. Buttered oysters and honey-baked salmon and crayfish with herbs..." She sauntered back to the chaise, sprawling herself on top of Hiccup.

"And crabcakes," she murmured coyly in his ear.

She leaned back, grinning proudly as he brightened.

"And crabcakes."

He pulled her in, and she kissed him hard.

How many times had they done this now? No matter. It was always just as magical as...well, the rest of their relationship.

They hadn't gotten far into their fit of passion when the sound of what seemed to be tiny yet insistent quacks filled the dragon lair. Hiccup pulled away to give Anna a quizzical look.

"Oh, you know." She waved a hand dismissively. "It was one of those wedding dresses."

"The sell-it-get-weird-items-free variety?"

"Come on. Someone offers you some cool collectible just for throwing a few extra diamonds at them, what are you gonna do? Say no?"

The quacking grew steadily ruder, challenging this.

Anna made her way to their grain collection, lugging a bag of oats over to the terrarium. She sliced it open with her dagger, dumping a handful into the glass.

There was a flurry of tiny bodies and a rustling of many a pair of inch-long wings as her palm was swarmed. She pulled it away just in time to avoid her hand being munched off by an armada of beaks.

Somewhere behind her, Hiccup laughed. She turned to glare, but the stern look melted away as quickly as it came.

He was watching her with a dreamy, far-off expression, chin in his hand. Something that could only be described as adoring.

"What?" She blushed, suddenly self-conscious.

"Nothing. Just..." The dopey grin widened. "Thank you. I don't say it enough, I'm sure."

"Thank you for what?"

"Everything. But special mention goes to living in a damp, drafty hole in the rock for me when you could have a palace."

"You don't need to thank me." Anna shrugged. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

And it was the truth.

Funny, she thought, that her fiance being cursed into a monstrous dragon form turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to them. They'd taken something fated to seal a terrible doom and they'd made it work.

Perhaps the greatest irony was that in the beginning, before everything went sideways, their romance had been one that seemed cut out for smooth sailing. Betrothed since the day they were born and best friends since they could walk, the Prince of Berk and the Princess of Arendelle were rarely apart. They hardly minded the idea of marriage, especially considering it meant they could spend even more time together. Many a childhood afternoon was spent planning their wedding, both prince and princess adding more and more outlandish things to an already very extravagant ceremony.

And then the Dragon Wars happened.

The beasts were certainly causing a ruckus, roaming the land stealing livestock and other such inconveniences. Farmer and merchant alike had less of a haul to bring to market, and people were growing very, very cranky about it.

So, naturally, someone decided to take matters into his own hands.

On top of being an already brutal warlord, King Drago was a man trained in ancient dark magic. When he journeyed far and wide requesting allies to fight dragons, anyone would have been a fool to refuse.

And Hiccup's kingdom were not fools. Or so they liked to believe, anyhow.

They sent forth Berk's strongest warriors, ready to lay ruin to every dragon they found. The prince was set to train with the other aspiring soldiers, and was excited to protect the realm against such a menace.

His fiance, of course, was not far behind. Armed with a fair bit of swordswoman training and a will of steel, Anna wasn't about to let Hiccup charge into battle alone. Princess or not, she would not sit at home attending silly etiquette classes or whatever else was "proper" when there were lives at stake.

Then one day, Hiccup found out the real reason dragons had been antagonizing so many humans.

They were slaves to a tyrant queen, the livestock they stole the only way for them to not become her next meal themselves. What they did was not out of evil, but fear.

Hiccup speaking up for the enemy went...poorly, to put it lightly. King Drago was not one prone to changes of heart, especially when the battle-scarred warrior had lost an arm to the creatures in question.

"If you're so determined to throw your lot in with beasts, then you don't deserve to stand among humans!" he'd roared.

And then the battlefield was bathed in red light. It was only a few moments, but it felt like a long, horrible eternity.

There was growing and stretching and shrieking and thrashing and the dreadful sound of scales ripping free, and then an enormous black dragon stood in Hiccup's place.

"Anna. Hey." Rough-skinned hands cupping her face pulled her out of her head. "You froze up. What's going on?"

Hiccup was peering at her inquisitively, one eye human and one eye dragon. She felt the beginnings of claws on her cheeks.

The latest shift was wearing off.

She sighed. Leaning her head against his and wrapping her arms around his waist, she savored the contact.

"Ah, nothing, I was just thinking about when Drago...you know..."

Some king he was, cursing people who questioned him. He didn't deserve the title.

"It was the scariest moment of my life. I thought those soldiers were going to kill you."

"Ah, well. I guess you could say they weren't counting on me being so thick-skinned."

She snorted, flexing an arm to elbow him in the side. "How dare you make a bad pun when we're having a moment, Haddock."

"It's okay," he murmured into her hair, one hand sliding down to rub her back. "I'm okay now. You fixed all that, remember?"

Berk and Arendelle alike had expected Princess Anna to abandon her fiance, now a cursed, shameful traitor exiled to live among his fellow monsters. Instead, she opted to study witchcraft and become even more of a scandal than him.

It was only the basics at first. Creating bursts of light. Minor illusions. Air manipulation (although that was nothing to scoff at, seeing as increasing wind resistance came in handy when dramatically falling off cliffs for knights to catch).

The magic of changing forms was something that required a bit more practice.

Spells came more easily than Anna expected, what with her sister's natural affinity for magic. It was still exhausting work--going over an enchantment's exact wording over and over, doing practice runs on many an unlucky fern--but in the end, she got it right.

Or mostly right, anyways.

As a novice sorceress, Princess Anna could not reverse a transformation spell completely. But her meddling gave Hiccup a modicum of control of his shifts between human and dragon, and both of them decided that was good enough.

Besides, the dragon form came in handy.

"Best of both worlds," Hiccup hummed, voicing her thoughts. "Like Berk would want back a prince who spent upwards of two years as a giant, fire-breathing reptile."

"And like Arendelle would want back a princess who learned black magic so she could defy a king's wishes."

He snuck a kiss.

"Say..." Anna grinned slyly. "Why don't we eat out tonight? Word on the road was that the royals in that kingdom a few miles east are having a posh banquet tonight. Sure would be a shame if a fearsome dragon and his scary wizard girlfriend fucked that up, eh?"

Hiccup whistled. "Yes, my queen."

"Queen?" She snorted. "Gave up on that the second I told Drago he could shove his royal scepter up his behind."

"You know, we have plenty of crowns around here. Maybe you're overdue for a coronation." He gasped dramatically, spreading his hands out. "Queen of the Northern Cliffs!"

"I don't know if the mountain goats would be okay with the forced oligarchical takeover."

"Tell you what. If they come storming in and demanding a coup, we'll reevaluate."

"Then...sure! Let's have a coronation!"

Anna's stomach grunted.

"But dinner first."

"Okay, Your Majesty." He patted her arm affectionately. "But go put on one of the disguises, will you? Can't take any chances, in case any of the fine young gentlemen there are in want of a wife at some point."

***

BY THE POWER OF EVERY GOD, REAL OR IMAGINARY, I WILL FINISH MY HICCANNA MONTH SUBMISSIONS AND REBLOG ALL MY LOVELY PARTICIPANTS DAMMIT

I wish I was exaggerating, but literally every time I wanted to finish this bad boy up, my life turned into a shitshow ;______; It's been...a rough few months, but luckily finishing my WIPs helps distract me from some nasty personal shit and generally makes me feel like less of a garbage human, so! There's that!

I've missed writing for them ;_____; For whatever reason Dragon-Cursed-Hiccup x Overprotective Scary Sorceress Anna is something that can be so personal??? I've written it like 3 times now and it itches a scratch I didn't know I had EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

Anyways!!! This particular fic is based off a plot bunny I got from this post (back during the FIRST Hiccanna month in 2022!) and was like "alas, but I'll never have time to write it, even though it IS their month :(" But I guess I found the time??? Months after their month but STILL. Don't give up on your dreams kids???

I think they'd be great scammers. It's also the exact kind of villain-adjacent bullshit that I feel like slightly-more-morally-flexible Hiccup and Anna would gladly do XD Like it might take a lot for them to feel compelled to do, say, mass murder, but grifting pompous rich assholes??? TELL me they wouldn't eat that shit UP.

Btw!!! Anna liking the beach is basically canon, like. Her complaining about Elsa not having tropical powers that covered everything in "white sand and warmth" is a liiiittle too specific for her to not like the beach XD

And Hiccup really does like crabcakes!!! At least that's some trivia I read on his dreamworks wiki page XD But hey!!! Anna has chocolate and sandwiches, Hiccup needs a food to get excited about, too!!!

Anyways hi I am Making Posts again!!! Sorry I was gone for so long but this account has promised hiccanna tidbits, and so hiccanna tidbits it must give!!!

#hiccanna #hiccannamonth #hiccannamonth23 #hiccannamonth2023 #aesthetic #moodboard #hiccup x anna #anna x hiccup #hiccupxanna #annaxhiccup #hiccup #anna #hiccup haddock #princess anna #rotbtd #rotbtfd #httyd #frozen #crossover

[helenofjupiter]

assigning taylor swift songs to bridgerton couples (part 2)

with explanations that no one asked for (proceed with caution)

part 1 for a, b, c and d

eloise & phillip - i hadn’t even read the book and i knew paris was their song. i feel it captures their essence. “no, i didn't see the news 'cause we were somewhere else” while benophie are just as deep in the countryside, i think philoise truly don’t care about anything that goes on in the ton. “i want to brainwash you into loving me forever” i’m not sure why this line in particular stands out to me in context of their relationship. maybe because going into it they both had their agenda. also phillip constantly thinking he has to find a way to make eloise stay forever. “confess my truth in swooping, sloping, cursive letters” i think this one is self explanatory. secondly electric touch, i was hesitant about this one cause i’m just not a fan of this song sonically but the lyrics were too on point. “just breathe, just relax, it'll be okay // just the first time ever hanging out with you” - eloise sitting in her carriage on the way to meet a man who basically proposed to her without meeting once. from phillip’s “i've gotten used to no one callin' my phone” when eloise shows up and the servant’s “hey, we got a caller” and phillip going “wtf no one comes here, you sure about that”. also “i've grown accustomed to sleeping' alone” yeah eight years will do that. “i was thinking, just one time maybe the stars align, just one time and maybe I call you mine” 

francesca & michael - so i have a story regarding this one. as i got to the second half of the book and the spice started flooding in, i felt like the need for some equally sexy music in the background and i remembered (honestly don’t know how i ever forgot) the altarpiece of taylor’s music  false god. truly all the stars aligned, while i read the words “she felt cherished. worshipped. loved” miss taylor swift sang “we'd still worship this love”. other than that it does fall into the vibes category. tho if one day we are blessed enough to actually get their season i am expecting every social media feed to be drowning in edits of  franchel to this song. but also alternatively to don’t blame me. again, sexy. well the spice in this book was just on another level and i also couldn’t figure out if taylor has a song about being in love with your cousins spouse for six years. i think this is more from michael’s perspective. i mean “i've been breaking' hearts a long time” he even broke mine by being fictional. “if you walk away i'd beg you on my knees to stay” michael stirling would absolutely do this and frankly i can’t stop picturing it. if we do get to them in the show some glorious day, this is my official plea to include this song in the soundtrack. 

gregory & lucy - speak now is the somewhat lazy choice but have you read the prologue timed to this song. “i hear the preacher say, "speak now or forever hold your peace"” the church went silent “there's the silence, there's my last chance. i stand up with shaky hands, all eyes on me” the priest stopped his drone, and every spine in every pew twisted until every face was turned to the back. to him. “horrified looks from everyone in the room but i'm only looking at you” she said nothing, but he saw her. // she looked so beautiful. i rest my case. it was really hard to pick a song for them because there’s so many twists and turns in the book so my honourable mentions are haunted (when gregory convinced everything is solved and then lucy goes and marries another man) and daylight. finally i settled with ivy. “my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand, taking mine but it's been promised to another” i mean lucy has been promised to another man from the start of the book. it just fits them, okay (can you tell i’ve been writing this for four hours at this point).

hyacinth & gareth - dear god, hyacinth is my favourite character in the whole books series. i adore her but for the love of god i could not figure out what songs to choose for hyareth. it was truly a headache and if anyone has any suggestions, please do not hesitate to tell me. because they are such a chaotic and energetic duo, i wanted something that would fit them musically but ended up picking cowboy like me and peace. both are truly in the vibes category, i don’t have much of an explanation. in cowboy like me “and the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up” felt kinda reminiscent of the whole polt line with gareth and his father who wasn’t really his father. peace has a little more substance to it. in my head this is more from hyacinth, she is wild and you will never get bored with her but she can also be a lot and tiring. “you know that i'd swing with you for the fences, sit with you in the trenches. give you my wild, give you a child” this is who hyacinth is, she is a ride or die, and i truly believe she would sit in the trenches with gareth.

#bridgerton #eloise x phillip #philoise #francesca x michael #franchel #gregory x lucy #grucy #hyacinth x gareth #hyareth

[obsessedaizawa]

Alastor x Sick Reader - Pillow~Talk

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  Hiya everyone! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ .・゜゜・ Long time no see! ・゜゜・．

✿ Got inspired at the extremely late hours of the night. ✿ 

★ Reason being? ★

✿ I have a massive headache. ✿

★ I also have a sore throat followed by a bunch of coughing. ★

✿ To sprinkle on this already bullshit of cake. ✿

★  A lot of sneezing and unneeded feeling's of being too hot or cold. ★

× If you’ve read this far I congratulate you. ×

▂▃▅▇█ Please have this cookie as a token of my appreciation. 🍪

▂▃▅▇█ Now without anymore nonsense enjoy whatever this is 

◌ WARNINGS; Sick reader (obviously 💖), Soft cuddles, Heavy use of Swearing, Explicit details of being ill.

Enjoy: 🤧 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

Alastor's POV

Alastor was always in favor of surprises, even the ones that came out of nowhere. Narrow-minded wannabe overlord? Done.

One whom believes they can seduce him? Not even a second thought. What he was gonna walk into? Well he was always in favor of surprises?  Right?

Y/N POV

"God dammit." I shouted to no-one in particular. Followed by loud obnoxious coughing.

I felt like shit. The kinda of shit that everyone hated. This was fucking hell right? So obviously getting sick would be something that would be fall anyone who stepped foot into this realm. I've been here for what? A couple of years, Of course it was my time to get brutally sick. I should’ve known Husk was sick just days prior. The damned cat bastard practically told me without having to say anything. Knowing my dumb ass-self would be too stupid to f i g u r e. i t. o u t.  

As I looked at the clock, it read 6:30 .a.m. ugh- I decided to lazily get up from my once warm bed and make my way to my private bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw myself but worse. Wow with my raggedy ass H\C hair, Bags that were underneath my eyes, I could of swore I was a man. I mean did I change genders over night? What the hell happened in the last 10 hours? 

I wonder what Alastor would do if he saw me right now. As that thought passed through my mind I felt the strong urge to vomit. I quickly got on my knees, lifted the toilet seat up, and started throwing up violently. ...

What the fuck you throw up rainbows in hell?!

...

Alastor's POV

I started the day as per usual. 

Spin the records, Get dressed to impress the best, and go check on  m y  d a r l i n g  f a w n  before the hotel activities commence. As I put on my best smile I proceed to leave my quarters. There was only one thing on my mind, Ice cream for my dearest and coffee for myself to start the day.

Y/N has been practically been begging me to try this  c o f f e e  flavored ice cream. Usually I'm not one for sweets but it has me curious so this time I'll  b i t e. As anticipation ran through my dead veins I strutted into my dearest quarter's and was greeted by an unpleasant sound. At first my mind was trying to comprehend what I just heard. Just like a drop of a dime there was that sound again. Which only confirmed that my dear partner in crime was indeed sick with some sort of virus.

Let's see what the damage is. As I walked further into her bedroom and gently shut the door behind me. I walked passed their bed and when I came across there figure, hunched over, vomiting out rainbows?

Husker briefly told me about his experience with being ill a couple of days ago. Charlie had to run admissions for new patients for about a week until the drunken old fellow was well again. I truthfully didn't believe him about the whole throwing up rainbows nonsense. No wonder he was being all pissy after that exchange. He wasn't feeding me any over-dramatic bullshit. In fact he was being incredibly true!

I walked closer towards my beloved, I didn't want to scare them so I waited patiently until there was a moment of silence. So I could pull back their hair. As I did so they faced me with a confused and angered look. One that I haven't seen planted on their face since meeting them. Well that was a first. As I was taken aback. Their features soften as they sighed harshly almost like it hurt to even talk. After a few moments of silence they spoke.

Y/N POV

...

"Alastor what the hell are you doing here?" I conveyed above a whisper to not hurt my vocal cords. Alastor started to fondle my hair after that statement. Which relaxed me. Which I know he most definitely noticed.

"I came to check on you. Like I do every morning before I start to focus my attention on the Hazbin Hotel. However I'm going to have to cancel those festivities to tend to your needs love." Alastor said in a soft tone.

I picked myself up in a hurry as I waved my hands in front of me to protest. As I sniffled a little as I felt my vision become incredibly blurry. “No you’ve got shit you have to do. Don’t you worry I'll be fine, besides I'm probably going to be sleeping for the majority of the time you’re present. You'll practically be bored out of your mind.” I conveyed very firmly as I coughed violently and start to lose my sense of gravity.

Luckily though my deer boyfriend caught me before I hit any impact. "I won't be taking a no for an answer my dear, you are far more important then some silly hotel." Alastor replies firmly with soft radio filter. I plea to intervene, He holds out his hand in objection. Without a word or any warning whatsoever he picks me up bridal sided which leaves me too stunned to speak. He carries me to my bed as he claims;

"Yes I was looking forward to annoying Miss Vagatha to the point of corruption.  What matters to me sweetheart is your health and your mental well-being so we can have many more adventures to come as my partner in crime." He lays me down gently on the bed, He tucks me underneath the sheets. I shudder from the once warm bed to a freezing nightmare. Alastor was surprised yet again. How could he know what was wrong usually blankets are supposed to keep you warm right? So why the hell was it so damned cold.

He lifted a finger to his chin as he pretended to be in deep thought. "What are your symptoms my dear?" He spoke in a gentle tone. I coughed harshly again I replied with;  "I'm either hot or cold doesn't make a difference how many blankets I have, I've been coughing non-stop, sneezing religiously, and lastly if that's not enough throwing up rainbows which I didn't think was even a thing until now."

Alastor snickered at my last comment. Which made me feel the need to be sarcastic despite my nauseated-self. “You think this is funny huh? Wait until you get sick then I get to take care of my tall overlord boyfriend hmm?"

Alastor got super quiet and looked to the left. "I'm afraid to tell you this dearest, but unfortunately overlords don't get the pleasure of getting extremely ill." Alastor replied softly.

I on the other-hand was surprised to say the least but also extremely jealous. "Lucky I wish upon a fish I was an overlord." I teased as I rolled on my side to face him, Sticking out my tongue in a playful manner. 

Alastor decided to sit on the edge of the bed. Instituted to softly hum a tune of old, Proceeded to run his fingers through my mop of hair. "Doesn't matter how many fish you wish upon you cannot change fate. You’re destined to be whatever it is this godly space wants you to be."

I yawned softly as I closed my eye lids, to dose off into a deep slumber. "You may rest easy for the next following weeks, days, minutes, and seconds. I will be here tending to you. Loving you.   O n l y  y o u .   For the rest of my death years can buy me. You won't be alone or abandoned my little doe. I will be right here whenever you need me."

As Alastor's hands gently cupped my cheeks and softly kissed my forehead as I fell into abyss of

d r e a m l a n d .

After I fell asleep and awoke Alastor was there. He never left my side. Since my insomniac treasured overlord doesn't technically need sleep he was at my side every waking second.

Need something to eat? He'll grab it in a snap of his fingers.

Need something to drink? Even wishing upon a star wishes it could be so damn fast.

Need medicine? Puts The Flash to shame.

Need to talk about a n y t h i n g ? He's yours he'll listen to you ramble for an eternity.

Lastly need someone to cuddle with in bed to keep you warm? Surprisingly he didn't even hesitate, he just climbed into your bed and kept you warm for hours and hours on end.

He is so soft. He is so warm. He is  m i n e ?

That sentence alone seems so foreign to even comprehend. As soon as those thoughts went into my ill mind. I was reassured in a heartbeat.

Alastor pulled me closer to his chest and conveyed in such a loving embrace, "I love you my dear, When you defeat this foe that's taken over your beautiful body, We will go get some ice cream and coffee together." I was in fact gleaming with so much joy that I squeezed the life out of Alastor's torso and snuggled into his chest.

I exhaled happily as I replied with a bubbly sick tone. "I love you too Al, More than you probably will ever know. I'm forever yours and I do mean that from the bottom of my oh dead soul.” I giggle softly and continue with; “I guess I better hurry up and get well again so you can try that coffee flavored ice cream." I claim as I close my eyes once more to rest.

I didn't realize it at the time, I could’ve swore I felt something wet land on my forehead. At the time I shrugged it off, Thinking that maybe there was a leak on the rooftop of the hotel that would need patching. Little did I know I got my deer beau to cry tears of absolute joy by my words alone.

Once I was cured of my ridiculous sickness, Alastor  f i n a l l y  tried coffee flavored ice cream, And dare I say that he absolutely loved it and went around for seconds.

I'm not one for surprises but Alastor taking care of me was the best unexpected surprise's I've ever had received.

THE END 🦌🍨 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

✎ How did I do? Did I do well? ✎ Well hopefully I did decently because it's now currently 4:27 .a.m. ✎ I’m   b e y o n d   t i r e d.   ✎ Anyways I hope all of you lovely’s have a goodnight/day ✎ (Totally depending on when you read this dumpster fire)

- Rachael/obsessedaizawa 😷💖

#alastor #alastor x reader #alastor x sick reader #alastor x gn reader #alastor headcannons #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #alastor x #alastor x oc #reader #x reader #tired #no sleep #need to go to bed #insomania #bipolar

[cre0n]

WASP -Tennessee Yella

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iqm3eo4nDUE

"12, 12, 12, 12, one, two. This is a representation of the mountain drives, endless gravel driveways, luxury cabins and wasp hideaways. Nobody else but the liquidity streams themselves. That state of minding the minds' well. Yeah gorgeous, Eye even loved you in Hell"

Breathing through the gills of amnionic Writing 3-Peat classics and a Masterpiece It was written on her walls if she got any Forged in platonic engines of unreal peace Who gotcha own beats. Yeah? Who got beef? Nothing but the macking and love for the lovers Jealous ass #### ##### punks can't touch us Keep the cornmeal in her pantry if she raised right We having turkey necks on slave night (12) Back in contention never lost my straddle Side halts up and plummets new rattles Creates babies like Jack in the platform battles As lovely as you and new fabric, paddles (12) Pedals, metal Stainless treble

"Man listen, y’all cats in here should have already beat me to the punch on this "vibe". The greatest , don't matter if we all ONE. Nobility says different while remaining indifferent. The center column and avalanche the whole game off slaloms...... Salamu alaykum"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xb_GXGiN7tU

P-H the runoff not one harvest use Pure Masonry burp the jar leveraged Magic, let her cure Influenza running it's course, Rene got me rocked Big C Big D energy Triple 7's Bloodclot Who the fuck is this? What you want from Me? It's Souf Kak all day every day my destiny ATL my hoe Bitch used to be my manager, my wife though But Cre ain't fucking round Yo'................ (Yo) Get sacrificed blown on Halloween and shit My children is who these folks be dealing with Kids get corrected baby Goats, Baphomet bitch Weeks 5-8 of flower nutrients are rejected Over feeding pigs, where your chain? Not respected

"Make my music sound like Gaawwd talking young nigga. You see your uncle over there? Go tell em' his momma ain't shit. The Elephant has entered it. Cold as a rink puck when my point center it. Rack and pinion featuring the control arms. Kelp in these tomatoes, performing like Juilliard."

A year later screen saver, dragon armor now and later Ego's look like Creon and niggas know Eye'm the Man though Eye can shoulder lean and gives a fuck 'bout a sample "Da Man" though invested in this bearish channel Head and shoulders trample, Taurus 4-21 Emmanuel Volleyball thighs, new bae is a doctor and she so fine Never mind Eye lost her P-T weeks ago from J-C True Story Nobody got the hint or the rent They reading for Egyptian shit Reap quantum hips, kissed with platinum lips Fingertips dipped with lithium strips Patched Xeon as a border Cre been a Hova, carried my next gen twice over This highway Bae stretches to primordial waters The charters Eye've drawn up and granted Enlil's folks can't stand it Got-damnit Making pace at my Isle's Corners, for Tanner and Connor Correspondence always starts "In your grace, we come with honor."

"Well damn forever...... let's just get back to the love making bruh......"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UwgOquaaZG0

Foaming at the mouth in the Moonlight Powered by a H-D sunrise........... "Daisy's, Chariots, Wild Dragon Fruit" Eye employed vagina that paid other coochie Then they all talked shit six digits mad sue me With you babe, it's endless samples Flawed trajectory send it to the playlist, new channels Channeling a Goddess of the gawk The game ball goes to her hermit with his chalk

"Shit buddy if Eye'm gonna be me then why not. All eyes when this does down in our Grand Canyon. Nitrogen for Cobb County. Gwinnett is always a bet. You kept it what? Hardly. Creon came from Hilman, for real. Creon came from the trap, for real. Now it's the center column, Kundalini problems that become serpents burning with the urchins."

Nigga like pulling up carpet with an art-kit

Trichomes opaque hit of Auburn, market

Spiritual reserve with the moxie of a Fed

What you lie with making your bed, oversaid

Overstood from our underworld, mass tribunals

Ego funerals, Underwriters of living trust

Over the rainbow, his Tin man’s rust

What your bitch ass ‘cordial’ sheep movement, kudos

My daddy once told me Eye couldn’t listen to Biggie

Eye got bigger said he was broke, my shadow self is shitty

Upstate made you see a different View

Rebel Co. 4 Life... (finish the rest)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGLbZZjygqA

Bobby in Tuscaloosa

Headed to Mississippi

Pancake 30 Deep

Tennessee nest drippy

Publishing Creon is Jordan Know thyself so important Hodl the new hoarding Trust me my source is foreign Hair done make-up all that Eye just wanna suck on your neck Lined up 3-Point ball racks #-#-#-# Fall back Fuck your producer and his tracks Better show Love, where your heart at? Dashing out ain't wise jack Bring the Wombman back to her infancy In the glory days we made peace And made babies with big sticks Naw chick Eye got a 90's vibe Fuck you mean? Eye am the Prize Ain't falling for no spoiled acts Self-vacay photos void of macks Them girl's trips wasn't all that Stop faking shit you lonely brats If Eye had a little girl she'd get attention (spoiled) Gotta do your history on this lineage pimpin' Bases covered, nothing missing Except you and you bullshittin' (HA) Bobby on I-20, headed to Caledonia Another contractor folder The office on Peachtree Dot Gov is beneath me Showing up in the flesh where he from cuz? HELL, now bail and grab a ref Ain’t no rules when schooling is abused They want 'passport ready' You buying land over there fool??? Six digits without the label hitting Seven off moods Eye save bread from not buying cable, how rude (Roku)

.....*Vibes, *Universe, *Energy, *Toxic, *Lashes, *Independent, *Passports, *STOP IT.......

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBDMO5zrU5I

CREON: Play me something from Tennessee my Ego would get on... why not CRE: Gotcha... Humans...

HOOK:

1.

Let me play with your hair While Eye kick off a War Fucked around with Billy Carson Cause' I got tired of being poor My corporation built off partnerships, with AJ Simmons Breonca fearless seeing hives, producing nectar spirits On that '94 suicide route, rectangle pizza Stab you with a lunchroom fork, you dare tell a teacher Eye am the shit, Eye am a Boss Eye am Loved, Now what it Cost? Put my life on the moneyline, didn't get no receipts Rebel Co. Deep, Creon Solo, and still no beef Chairman of the Galactic Federation, be the Lord She say she reads my Classics for fun, sometimes she get's bored (Bitch) You in Atlanta? Take your shoes off, when y’all come through that door

HOOK:

2.

  12 years ON and guess what Eye'm still ON Found endless talent kept the balance, off a mothafuckin phone And that's before phones were ON Retina scan unknown Don't smoke no bullshit in my Home Chandon Rozay a Bel-Air too, while turning Netflix on Let me play with your Melanin While kicking off Armageddon Humble power still checking You checking up on this macking? Young hot babe celebrities This publishing is immaculate Flowing like some ejaculate The black fist be backing it Well over six the first season, yo my business is happening It feels like Memphis back in 2000 Every stream cracking Of course when it drops the kitchen Motion steps grease listens The prize, the main and best believe all the fixings (Who?) ............

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrar7FoJjKw

"When Eye don't even have to do it. Eye can just write this and let the rest ride. You already know the gravity. Enjoy."

CAROLINA. REAL. ESTATE. OVER. NIGGAS.

-CREON

#12 #30mil #For CreMarr #Instant classic #transcendent #playing with light #masterpiece

[loominggaia]

Is there a reason Disgrace seems so determined to hunt down Karenza, even before she earned her title as the Divine of Love?

"Lost Scriptures of Love and Light" has a little insight on this, but I'll go into more detail below.

(Possible spoilers ahead?)

There is evidence to suggest that Mankind's Disgrace might actually be Darshaan, the man Karenza fell in love with during her mortal years.

Darshaan loved Karenza dearly. He was a mercenary who constantly threw himself into danger to provide a happy life for her. When she became pregnant with his child, he grew desperate for more gold so that their child would not have to grow up destitute and miserable like he did.

One day, Darshaan heard of a great treasure lying inside a cursed cave, guarded by foul monsters. Karenza begged him no to go, but he was determined to claim this treasure and escape poverty once and for all. He went into that cave and never returned.

Or did he?

Not long after Darshaan disappeared, a crazed man in a golden mask broke into her home, murdering her and her unborn child. He then went on to slaughter most of their village before disappearing into the wilderness. His identity and motives were unknown.

Long story short, Karenza resurrected and returned to the place of her death to find clues. She found only the remains of her unborn child. These bones were one of the ingredients she used to forge Isaac, along with her own hair and blood, as well as a drop of Darshaan's blood, which he gave to her in a locket before he disappeared.

So, what about the masked man? He kept popping up in various places throughout the Serkel Desert region, causing terror and amassing a monstrous army. When he learned Karenza was still alive, he once again tried to kill her. But she had grown stronger by then and managed to defend herself. He has been relentlessly chasing her ever since.

But why? What does he want from her? In truth, no one really knows. There are only theories:

A ) There are many eye-witness accounts of Disgrace seemingly "fighting" with his mask, attacking it and trying to pull it off. Some believe the mask itself is a parasitic creature that has taken control of its host, but on occasion this host finds strength to fight back. If the host really is Darshaan, and the mask really is the source of his wicked behavior, then his relentless pursuit of Karenza might be Darshaan trying to reunite with her, while his violence against her is the result of his cursed mask.

B ) Karenza's Order of Love and Light is a faction that spreads love, beauty, and good deeds across the world. They follow Karenza's scriptures by easing the world's misery and trying to make it a better place. Misery is Disgrace's bread and butter; it's literally how he feeds. So, by destroying Karenza, he can dismantle the Order of Love and Light, make the world merciless, and become more powerful than ever. Karenza has always been the biggest obstacle between him and world domination. Many believe he is trying to destroy Karenza with the Divine Executioner so he can rule the world and basically turn it into Hell.

C ) Perhaps Disgrace's mask is feeding on Darshaan's misery by forcing him to terrorize the person he loves most for all eternity.

D ) It's possible that Disgrace is not Darshaan, but some other entity who has beef with Karenza. Some think he is actually the ancient king of Alqamah, who imprisoned Karenza in her mortal life. She later returned to him as a divine and killed him. This king could have been a divine himself, resurrected and corrupted by a thirst for vengeance against her.

Destiny was one of the few World Athenaeum researchers brave enough to study Disgrace and his motives, and, well...we all know what happened to her.

It looks like the world will just have to wait a while longer before the truth is revealed!

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Questions/Comments?

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#ask #askdisgrace #askliterature #askkarenza #askdivine #askdestiny

[auideas]

Hi there! I was wondering if you have any military AUs? Like set in an army camp, for instance?

Signing up to join the army right after high school graduation may seem like something more jock-y, but for Characters A, B, C, D, & E, it was more of a continuation of an alternative extracurricular activity. The group decided that in order to continue their DnD campaign which just began a new chapter in the middle of a war, they needed some real material to base the new events on. Sure, joining the ACTUAL army may have been taking it a little too far, but we all have our passions, right?

“After a biochemical warfare-based virus wiped out the more mature half of the population, members of the army were quickly promoted to higher positions to fill in the gaps of command. It goes without saying that those who were rapidly promoted were a bit out of their depth. Here at Mordrake Base, we train such individuals intensively to completely transform them, all the way from privates to generals in a matter of months. If you think that’s impossible, well...you clearly don’t know the half of it." AU

When Characters A, B, & C are pulled from their beds in the middle of the night, they assumed it was for an additional latrine duty or an early morning ten mile ruck. Their captain, however, was nowhere to be seen, and the number of generals, high-ranking officers, and guards standing outside their dormitory didn’t exactly spell out “this is gonna be fun.” The trio are pulled into a windowless room and a very serious man stepped inside, tapped his clipboard, and looked up at them from under his horn-rimmed glasses: “any of you mind explainin' why you three are 100% physically identical to three enemy prisoners of war being held in this camp?”

“Some of the guys like going into the nearby town on weekend passes to drink and see hot women, but we don’t really get that. Most of our time is honestly spent refilling our supply of Nik-L-Nips and comic books. Those guys heard about our little tradition and decided to come with after they realized their usual places were closed on that Sunday, but I think they were expecting something a little different among the ‘nipples and hentai’ variety.” AU

Lifting up the spirits of new recruits can be a bit difficult, but one specific boot camp base has a tradition they’re keeping, and they have no plans to stop now. At the end of the first week post-recruitment, leaders of the base hold a game of “Murder in the Dark,” a psuedo-hide and seek game where “killers” take out their friends and everyone has to try and guess who committed the act before everyone falls victim. This has always been a great bonding experience for privates, but leaders of this camp become a bit concerned as the game progresses...in comparison to previous years, this one seems a bit too real.

“Everyone hates it when they’re forced into getting canteen duty, but that job got about a thousand times harder last month when the entire camp was placed on a vegan diet after a study was released that said it would ‘increase their potential on the field.’ Well, believe us when we say that it definitely made them a bit more MURDEROUS, but only towards the CHEFS, so THANKS FOR THAT.” AU

STEM-focused military bases are a bit more difficult to come by, especially ones that experiment on new recruits, but that’s exactly what you’d find upon arriving at Ravenpoint Base. There, tests are being performed with the purpose of discovering what traits the ideal soldier would possess and whether or not those traits can be taught, imbued, or trained. The end of a very long study had a surprising but undeniable result: the final algorithm states that the ideal soldier isn’t a physically-superior specimen, but an individual with a high IQ and a life-threatening illness.

“Did you feed Reggie?? Dude, he’s going nuts in the barracks -- he chewed through his box with his little squirrel teeth and is on a gaddam RAMPAGE in there -- WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WAS MY TURN, I TOLD WILSON TO DO IT. And Wilson...oh no. Wilson told Drake to do it. We. Are. So. Screwed.” AU

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Using The The Organizer To Return The Heading Styles Back To Their Original Condition

In this scenario, my open document has a Multilevel Outline using Heading Styles. I just want to strip the Heading Styles back to their original condition. I just want to start from scratch. Yes, I can use “Clear Formatting” from the right side style panel but that will only strip the Heading Styles off of the text that I applied them to. I could also go into each Heading and manually removing the settings as well as those settings in the Multilevel Outline. That would take a long time.

A. Create a New Document. Make sure the new document (normal style) is using Times New Roman 12. In the document, make 9 returns. Apply each Heading Level to the nine returns.

B. Note: For each level, make sure the Font is Times New Roman 12 and under Paragraph, make sure that Line Spacing is set for single and “Before and After” spacing should be set for 0. Note: Leave “Keep With Next” active for Headings 1 and 2. Remove “Keep With Next/Keep Lines Together” from Headings 3-9. You will find that selection under Line and Page Breaks under Paragraph for each individual style. The little black dot to the extreme left of your paragraph on the screen indicates that Keep With Next and/or Keep Lines together is active.

C. Now you have a pristine set of Headings and you can use this document again and again.

Getting To The Organizer:

1. Go To The Home Tab.

2. Turn on your right side Style Panel

3. Go To The Bottom of the panel and choose the "Manage Styles" button.

4. Choose "Import/Export.

5. Your Organizer will come up initially showing the “Normal.dotM file on the right. Close the Normal.dotM”. That file is the file that all newly created documents use as a model and feed off of. Once you close it, open the document that “HAS” the styles that you need. That’s the one we just created.

6. Open up the desired file instead of the Normal.dotM (close the Normal.dotM) and proceed to copy the styles (Headings 1-9) that you need over to the left side. Once done, close the left side, close the right side and now the document that needed those styles has them available in the right side style palette.

7. Important Note: If you are in "Draft" view and you double click on any style in the left side tracking panel, you will see a reference to the Organizer as well (on the bottom left side). So you can enter the Organizer from the Left Side Tracking Panel.

D. The Headings in the document that needed to have them reset are now back to the original settings.

E. Some people ask “why did you not just copy the whole doc into a new document using Paste Special Unformatted”. Maybe you just want the Headings to have been reset and nothing else affected.

Final Notes: Under the Design Tab, if you go to the Design tab/expand the Style Set section/and Reset to the Default Style Set that will strip everything off.

This reset all the Heading Styles and other things I did not want to touch! Is there a way to just change Heading 2 if it was an issue? Yes, from the Headings 1-9 document that we set up, go to the Organizer and just swap your present Heading 2 with the stripped down Heading 2 we created.

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Janome HD3000 vs HD1000 Not all the threads have been tested. T-40 is reliable. When used with the appropriate topstitching needle, topstitching threads are also suitable. Reduce the top tension when using heavier threads; if utilizing in the bobbin, it could also need to be adjusted. One bobbin box is normally reserved for T-50, and the other is for specialty or stronger threads. Only straight stitching or travel are done on this machine. Indeed, I do! Many videos on YouTube show people removing the eight layers of denim. When I make bags, it glides effortlessly over cork, vinyl, eight layers of fabric with interfacing, and four layers of fabric for home décor. It's a wonderful small device! On denim, this machine performs amazingly. This device is amazing! It is a workhorse despite being compact, straightforward to set up, and easy to use. I also appreciate how that makes me feel. I am 5'2" tall, so using this machine to hem jeans is a delight. I purchased mine for its heavy-duty capabilities, and I use my old New Home 6000 for all other needs.

I just have grown accustomed to the simplicity of using my old computer, which I've had for around 30 years. The machine can sew light materials as well, but, for no apparent reason. It should be simple to use the correct needle size for lighter fabrics because the presser foot tension fluctuates. With to the presser foot pressure that is simply adjustable with only a simple turn of the dial, you can sew with a wide range of fabric thicknesses. Freedom of the Arms Sew shirt sleeves and pant legs with ease with the Free-Arm.

Hard Case/Cover, 1/4" Seam Foot, 2 Packs of Leather Needles, 1 Pack of Universal Needles, 1 Pack of Bobbins, Blind Hem "G" Foot, Overedge "C" Foot, Rolled Hem "D" Foot, Zipper "E" Foot, and Buttonhole "B" Foot are among the accessories that are included. Also comprises Button automatically Choose a simple stitch: The stitch you want to use will appear in red when you adjust the dial to that setting. You can quickly view each of the 18 built-in stitches thanks to the Flip-Up Stitch Panel. The Janome HD1000 has many of the useful features you'd expect on a machine with a higher price tag. A built-in buttonhole, 13 of the most practical stitches, and dependably dependable performance on a range of fabrics are all features of the Janome HD1000. For regular stitching, the HD1000 Janome sewing machine is a wonderful value. Even better, the Janome HD1000 includes an automatic needle threader that makes it simple to thread needles without putting too much pressure on your eyes. A trustworthy and enjoyable stitching experience is provided by the Janome HD-1000's user-friendly features and exceptionally sturdy design. the arm's freedom Horizontal Complete Rotary Hook, Painted Aluminum Body, 860 SPM 18 stitch maximum per minute The maximum stitch width and length are 6.5 mm and 4 mm, respectively. Adjusting Foot Pressure in Three Steps Extremely High Presser Foot Lift, Snap-On Presser Feet, Built-In Needle Threader, Built-In Thread Cutter, Horizontal Spool Pin, 7-Piece Feed Dog, Heavy Durability Frame, Lay-In Thread Tension Control, Drop Feed, Reverse Stitch Lever, Push/Pull Bobbin Winder Stitch Selection Dial,

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The particular Paternal Transition Requires Neuroanatomic Variations that are For this Dad's Human brain Reply to his / her Infant Cues.

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Statistical Acting of Apilimod to help remedy COVID-19: Can easily Dosing Become Enhanced?

Inheritance (This year) 106, 962-972; doi:10.1038/hdy.The year of 2010.144; printed on the internet 19 Late This yearGlycoprotein bodily hormones within the pituitary gland impact an array of natural processes including growth, progress, metabolic management as well as gametogenesis. The actual quantitative trait loci (QTL) close to their own typical glycoprotein any subunit gene (CGA) have been reported inconsistently. The objective of this research ended up being dissect prospective genetic factors of those volatile outcomes and also confirm the affiliation or perhaps linkage relationship associated with CGA gene using progress as well as carcass characteristics. By simply resequencing all of the exons as well as the main introns from the https://www.selleckchem.com/products/PD-0332991.html porcine CGA gene, Twenty-two polymorphisms altogether have been recognized on this review. 5 solitary nucleotide polymorphism (SNP) indicators were chosen and examined inside six pure-bred pig varieties (and Is equal to 228). Breed-specific haplotypes were found and a guide from the porcine CGA polymorphisms' progression record ended up being deduced. An origin household (d Equates to 365) with various hereditary backdrops via individuals employed in various other papers was used to perform an association research. The particular resource family is made determined by passes across regarding Pietrain and also Jinhua pigs (Main Tiongkok type pigs). Benefits established that a minimal connection in between haplotype blocks may eradicate each other's consequences. Moreover, a tremendous connection involving SNP C-925T using rate of growth and also back-fat breadth on this research verified the use of in the past reported QTL. SNP C-925T as well as SNP A+15599G may be valuable linkage markers as well as SNP C-925T are often a candidate causative SNP to the matching traits. Even more study pertaining to alternatives within just from the CGA promoter place along with their connection to growth rate and back-fat traits is usually recommended.To flourish each of our idea of fission-fusion conduct and see their variation among primates, studies regarding equally individual-based and also group-based fission-fusion are important. We all executed any parallel monitoring examine involving men and women Japoneses macaques (Macaca fuscata yakui) through the non-mating time of year to describe the typical features of individual which range by guys on this types, an illustration of this fission-fusion conduct, and uncover it's related costs and also benefits. Males regularly involved in short-term individual ranging, leaving behind the company of females and also Apilimod which range by themselves for durations averaging 68min throughout timeframe. Nevertheless, the actual men failed to Selleck Venetoclax endeavor outside of the group's house array. Any time ranging separately through the party, adult males expended more time feeding, specifically about fruit, slept longer in every feeding shrub, along with provided in a lower rate when compared with whenever running using the team. These kinds of behavior changes advise that guys could prevent within-group eating levels of competition through running on your own. Even so, this kind of habits has also been connected with larger touring charges, and the separated adult males ended up more susceptible to be able to intergroup competitors together much less possibilities for cultural interaction.

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gelatin: old medicine using fresh rewards : Used in rheumatology as well as beyond

Each of our outcomes pointed out optimistic sublinear metabolism running along with bad sublinear abundance climbing along with species body weight. The associations varied generally as a result of variances between phylogenetic groupings as well as giving kinds, and only somewhat due to land-use variety. However, these kind of climbing connections just weren't specifically inverse to one another, producing escalating populace electricity make use of along with bio-mass using growing weight for many combinations of phylogenetic group as well as feeding type along with land-use kind. Therefore, the results are generally sporadic together with the vintage perception of lively equivalence, along with deny your biomass equivalence hypothesis whilst saving a certain along with nonrandom pattern of methods large quantity, electricity employ, as well as bio-mass are usually sent out across measurement instructional classes. Even so, these kinds of designs are in step with a pair of substitute forecasts: the actual resource-thinning theory, which states that great quantity decreases with trophic level, along with the allometric degree theory, which in turn states that populace vitality make use of must increase along with human population typical body weight, due to correlations using the #Link# quantity of backlinks of clients and also resources. General, each of our final results suggest that the combination associated with foods world wide web constructions along with metabolism concept could be most promising for predicting organic styles involving great quantity, bio-mass, and energy make use of.The actual parasitoid wasp varieties Cales noacki Howard (Aphelinidae) is a neurological control broker versus woolly whitefly, Aleurothrixus floccosus (Aleyrodidae), in citrus-growing regions worldwide. All of us just lately found two cryptic type of Cales upon acid within Los angeles: C. noacki and Cales rosei Mottern. Examination of traditional organic manage records is #Link# combined with a geometric morphometric investigation regarding forefront mentoring contour around reconstruct aspects of your neurological handle #Link# history of Cales. Each of our examines reveal that will Chemical. rosei is most likely descended coming from communities released from Argentina from the middle of the Nineteen seventies, together with recently gathered examples via Florida clustering using Argentinian slide-mounted specimens through the original importation. Our own looks at support the Chilean origin regarding C. noacki. Morphometrics concurs with the sooner synonymy involving Diaspidophilus pallidus Brethes together with C. noacki. A possible third species has been brought in through South america as well as Tucuman, Argentina, even though it doesn't have established within the field. The particular significance of the latest results for potential reports about the bionomics of Cales plus the electricity associated with geometric morphometric examines for types detection and description are discussed. (D) This year Elsevier Incorporated. Just about all protection under the law reserved.Although great development has been made in understanding nerve systems associated with intellectual techniques, the actual queries concerning interrelation among evolution regarding thoughs and advancement of varied existence records as well as adaptable techniques is still largely wide open.

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