#dear lord god it was Tough

[rippersz]

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚

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(Brienne of Tarth x Fem!Reader) (NSFW: Cunnilingus, Overstimulation; Fluff) (~1.3K words)

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Brienne held the kindest soul. Always hidden behind a tough exterior, yes, but kind nevertheless. She was so eager to be of service and fight for her honor, for her morals, for her people. Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, the best of her ranks. The best of her warriors. Perhaps not as strong as some of the men, but definitely more intelligent. Definitely more lithe. Quick, even in her armor. Brutal, even in her training.

You enjoyed watching from the walls of the castle, looking down at the training grounds with amused eyes as she barked orders and corrected stances and cut down a few arrogant souls with one swift slash of her sword. It wasn’t very funny to her, but sometimes, in the dark of night beneath your blankets, you were able to pull a laugh or two from her tired body. Gossiping about how stupid and oaf-ish some of the men could be, and mimicking their silly deep voices so outrageously that she was forced to wack at your shoulder and roll her eyes in eternal exasperation. You delighted in those moments, especially when you could lean over and push a smooshed sloppy kiss onto her cheek - giggling when she shoved you away and pretended to get sick into her palm. Also a tactic to hide the blush on her face, but you never confronted her about it.

Though it was no surprise, of course, for a woman like Brienne to take her passion for combat into other areas of her life. Her vigor when mounting and riding her horse, the quick sharp movements of her hand and her penmanship, and the way she pulled on her armor without needing help. All done with a certain level of dedication and precision. All done without complaint. You admired those qualities about her, and you told her so often.

You told her so often… when you weren’t being fucked dumb on top of her face. Held by her strong hands. With a dedicated, precision-focused Brienne looking up at you through hooded lashes.

She was flushed and sweating, with the soft baby hairs at her temples slicking back into the rest of her golden locks. Splayed out like a halo on the front of the feathered pillow. She was an absolute vision there, your warrior. Eyes so dark and sharp, watching the way your breasts bounced and your lips parted - swollen from the biting kisses she placed there not too long ago. Something had happened earlier in the day that led to her desperation. The very moment the door to your quarters was closed and locked, those calloused hands were running to your hips and bringing you in. Closer and closer and closer to her, until she nearly ripped the shirt from her head and the dress from your body.

“I’ve missed you,” she huffed into your ear before pressing hot kisses down the line of your neck, trailing her tongue in a delightful little dance across your skin. You were so sensitive for her, and so familiar with being in control, that the loss of it had you losing your courage.

“You saw me- oh gods- e-earlier,” was your whispered response, though it was shoved out of your mouth by the hand that wound itself into your hair and tugged backward.

“I don’t care,” Brienne seethed. “I always miss you.” And the softness that came with such words was only reserved for you. In front of others, she wouldn’t dare, but there were no others there. It was only you, grasping her shoulders, and her, leaning down and walking you toward the bed.

The bed, where she had you falling apart.

The bed, which you could barely see because dear fucking gods her tongue was ruining your senses. It was an eager thing. Absolutely hungry. Running over your clit in perfect circles, flicking and teasing and pulling soft whimpers from your chest. Stroking the flames of your desire, building them up and up and up until they swallowed you whole. From the prickles of heat at the base of your skull all the way to your curling toes and shaking thighs. You were so sensitive, pushing yourself against the wall to stop yourself from losing balance, utterly embarrassed to feel the drool leak out of your mouth as the overwhelming tide of bliss came over you again. And again. And again. Washing away your thoughts, your earthly desires, and leaving a raw woman behind. Shuddering above the wicked mouth of your lover, with her sharp jaw burning in exertion and her sweet brow furrowed, too concentrated to care about her tired muscles. Long fingers kept you pinned, digging into the crease of your thigh and tummy, and her arms flexed with the strength it took to keep you still and open for her. At her dear excruciating mercy. Quivering on top of that handsome face and feeling your muscles clench eagerly when she filled you up with her tongue and moaned. Forcing the warm flutters from your body while she closed those gorgeous blue eyes and lapped at your mess.

“B-Brienne- please!” Your words were slurred and sloppy, mumbled helplessly against the wall. Every part of your body crumbled from the exquisite burn. “Please- ungh- can’t-”

But Brienne didn’t care if you could or couldn’t. The only response you got was a throaty groan and a small quirk of pale, wet lips. Her silent pleasure at your beautiful praise. Her gentle purrs at your eager whines. She was more than willing to drown in you - if only it meant you were satisfied and happy and so tired by the end of it that she wouldn’t have to feel embarrassed about you being the ‘big spoon’. That is, of course, if your arms ever became strong enough to hold her again. It was far too easy to lose yourself in the pleasure she gave, desperate and starved, and when your hands ran to tangle themselves in her soft hair, she seemed to know that just for a moment- you had had enough.

“Dear gods Brienne!” You huffed as soon as her arms pulled you down toward her chest and she had enough leverage to flip you around and put herself on top. “That- I-” a soft whine bubbled up from your throat, swiftly cutting off your words when she leaned down and pressed soft pecks to your cheeks and neck. They were easy and light, so quick and delicate on your skin that they could’ve been raindrops. Your eyes slid closed with bliss. Whatever you were going to say was lost to the feeling of her chest pressing into your own and the sweet subtle hum between your legs.

“Are you alright?” Brienne murmured, shoving her mouth against the space above your heart to grant it the sweetest of kisses.

All you could give her, your darling warrior, was a pleased grunt. You were more than alright. You were loved. Cared for. You were pleasured within an inch of your life and intelligent conversation was far above you then. Perhaps after a warm night together, you’d be able to return the favor in the morning. Though Brienne was never the type of woman to care so much about reciprocation, and the soft amused snort she responded with was the most beautiful sound you’d ever heard.

“Can I- tomorrow- hng.” You stuttered, waving your hand like a white flag in the air. Too tired to bother stringing together a proper sentence.

Brienne’s smile was small and full of pride when she sat up.

“Rest now, love,” she leaned in and swiped her thumb along your cheek, silently admiring you in all of your sensitive glory. “And we’ll see about tomorrow.”

Well. You heard the woman. And there was no need for her to tell you twice.

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Short but sweet. - Rip x

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#rippersz #fanfictionwriter #fanfic #fanfiction #brienne of tarth #brienne of tarth x reader #brienne of tarth x fem!reader #fem!reader #brienne got #got brienne of tarth #got brienne #wlw fanfic #wlw ns/fw fanfic #got fanfiction #wlw

[ryker-writes]

if you want, can you do a thing where the reader has a habit of scratching skin till it bleeds. It's a habit I have and do when anxious, yes it hurts but pain makes it easier to ignore thoughts about what ever is causing me anxiety. Also god forbid they have have acne of any bump in their skin cause that can and will be scratch off. This scratching dose leave scaring and they do it constantly cause this world is unfamiliar and magical so lord knows what could happen to you. You can use any characters you like tho I would like Vil for obvious reasons. If you do make this then thank you and have a fulfilling life.

of course dear anon! I can relate to this one a little bit because I have a lot of anxiety myself and used to do something similar. I don't do it much anymore so there's no need to worry, but I do encourage you to find a different way of ignoring the anxiety and/or seeking help fir anxiety. Anxiety is a very tough thing to deal with and if you need to talk to somebody about it, I will gladly listen <3

I decided to add some of my favorite TWST boys to this so apart from Vil, there's also Malleus, Silver, and Leona

Request rules and Masterlists

Vil:

Vil is very familiar with anxiety and some signs of anxiety

many people get anxiety before big performances after all

so when he sees you scratching your skin so much, he's able to recognize that it's probably anxiety

and he can see the small scarring on your skin too

Vil isn't going to stand for this

whenever he sees you start to scratch, he will give you something, anything, for you to hold in your hands

and he asks you to hold onto it for him for a little bit and take care of it

his goal is to get your hands doing something else even if it's holding the object or fidgeting with it or whatever

as long as your hands aren't damaging your beautiful skin

and I do mean he will give you anything

he's handed you his textbooks, his eyeliner, and even his Pomefiore crown once

being in a new and unfamiliar world is sure to cause a lot of anxiety

but he tries to be there for you as much as he can, and slowly help you adjust to the world around you

he's also roping you into his skincare routines now

Leona:

he's actually a very observant guy

so you bet he sees you scratching your skin, but he might not comment on it much unless he sees you scratching hard enough to break skin

at that point he's going to drag you to a place that's calmer like botanical garden and try to get you talking about it

he'll ask you about your world while keeping your hands away from your skin

basically anytime you start to scratch, he just moves your hands away

you may think he'll lose his patience doing this, but he actually doesn't

he just listens to you while laying down and keeps moving your hands away

and he listens very well

Leona has actually taken mental notes about your world

so when you start feeling anxious about being in a strange dangerous world again, he brings you to somewhere calmer again, but this time he tries to show you something you're more familiar with

he'll even have Ruggie bother Sam to make something if they don't have it in their world

Leona isn't the type to hover around you, but he usually tries to check in on you from time to time to make sure you aren't scratching too much

Malleus:

I'm gonna be honest, he probably doesn't know how bad anxiety can get in people

so originally when he sees you scratching, he doesn't think much of it

that is, until you start bleeding

then he is very invested in why you're scratching

you probably have to explain it to him

once you explain that it's anxiety and being in a new magical world causes a lot of anxiety, he is very concerned

he's noticed the small scars on your skin, but he didn't comment on it in fear of upsetting you

but now that he knows those are because of the anxiety...he's very determined to help you stop

Malleus starts hovering around you a lot more after finding out

he just worries about you

whenever he sees you scratching, he will do almost anything he can to help

like he goes through different strategies each time

his magic helps a lot with this

usually he tries to use his magic to make your surroundings look more familiar or he'll create something for you to focus on

and if he isn't able to help in time and you start bleeding, he's immediately there with his healing magic

Silver:

Silver knows a bit about anxiety, and he's seen you scratch at your skin a lot

but he doesn't want to assume it's anxiety

he will ask about it though after he notices your scars

and he's a very good listener and is very understanding

he can perfectly understand how being in an unfamiliar world causes anxiety

Silver does want to help you tho so you don't hurt yourself anymore

unlike some of the others, his method of helping isn't changing your scenery

whenever he notices you getting anxious and starting to scratch at your skin, he just grabs your hands and holds them in his own

there doesn't even have to be any communication, he'll just do it

and he has no problem holding on until you start feeling better

when facing something that causes a lot of anxiety, he'll stand next to you holding onto your hand

it's very nice and good reassurance that you're not alone while keeping you from scratching

even if he falls asleep while holding onto your hand, you're not getting it back until he wakes up

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #vil schoenheit #twst vil #twst vil x reader #vil x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #leona kingscholar #twst leona #twst leona x reader #leona x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #malleus draconia #twst malleus #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #twst silver #silver x reader #twisted wonderland silver #man im so in love with silver #he's just so perfect

[joonggphilia]

🖤🩶🤍His Friends🤍🩶🖤

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Pairing: Bf! Huening Kai + Soobin + Yeonjun x Sub bttm male reader Genre: Smut CW: Masturbation, Foursome, Degradation, Blow/Hand job, Cum eating (implied), rimming A/n: dear lord have mercy. I’m going to hell. &lt;requested by @mooncarvers-world>

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You lied on the warm carpeted floor of your boyfriend’s apartment while he was doing homework. You loved your boyfriend so much, but he has been so super busy lately, and you’re high maintenance. You wanted him. Bad. Needed him even. It was killing you. “Hyuka! I’m gonna get in the shower!” You shouted to him through his door, then peeking inside to see him still on his laptop. “Yep, I’ll be done soon babe.” He muttered. You shut the door behind you and turned on the water, stripping yourself of your sweat pants and shirt. You’d usually lock the door and put on some music, but not today. You winced at the heat of the water, slowly adjusting to the temperature. Once you got used to it, you relaxed. Shower thoughts were always nice, going over your day, reliving it without the action, but tonight, all you could think about was your boyfriend. Your hands slowly moved down your body, to your nether regions. You slowly touched yourself, stroking, and prodding, hoping desperately for release. These movements became faster and frantic, the hot water and overstimulation getting you so close. You were trying your best not to get too loud, but it was tough. “KAI! SURPRISE! We’re here.” A loud voice exploded from outside the door. His best friend Yeonjun. Why the fuck was he here. “Hey Kai, thought we’d stop by. We brought snacks.” AND Soobin. God could things get bad, but you were feeling too good to stop. Your movements slowed down, you breath quietly hitching. Even with the interruption you were feeling pretty turned on. Maybe it was the thought of getting caught in the act. You heard the door creak open. “M/n, you aren’t quiet. I know what you’re doing, I can help you out. All you had to do was ask baby.” Huening Kai spoke from the other side of the curtain. You peered out to see his loving eyes staring at you, but two other pairs staring right through you from the doorway. “Fuck.” You breathed out loud.

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You were face down, ass up on your boyfriend’s bed. His hands gripping your thighs, his tongue swirling around your rim. He knew all your favorite spots, reaching each and every one with his wet muscle. “Baby, you taste so good. You’re just so good for me. Too bad you’re letting my friends watch you like a slut.” He said going back to your pretty pink hole. You looked over to the couch, seeing Yeonjun stroking his cock, and Soobin palming himself through his jeans. Huening was so sweet and caring, but these two being around did something to him. “Ngh Hyuka, sl-slow down. T-too much, too soon.” You tried pleading, not wanting to cum immediately. He pulled away from your back side, giving it a small smack “Coming undone just because of my tongue. You’re so precious M/n, like a baby, maybe a better word is pathetic?” Your heart stung at the comment, but it made your dick twitch. Yeonjun noticed, making my chuckle to himself “What a boyfriend Kai, where did you even find him?” Yeonjun butted in, earning himself a glare from Huening Kai. To be honest, he found it so hot, his best friends watching him fuck his long term boyfriend dumb, but he hated them getting in the way when it was his turn. His attention snapped back to you under him. “Back to you baby. It isn’t too much to soon, you’ll just have to be strong, ok?” He asked, his voice sickeningly sweet. All you could do was whimper a quiet ‘mhm’ as you pushed your butt up against your boyfriends bulge. “I hope you’re ready” Huening hummed , taking off the rest of his clothes. His erect cock, practically jumped out, hitting your ass. “Huening, hurry.” You rushed, looking back at him with pleading eyes, then setting your head back on the pillow, so you were looking at the other men in the room. You made eye contact with Soobin, his eyebrows knit together as he focused on jerking himself off. Just like Kai, this turned you on. You felt so good about yourself, driving these men crazy by simply laying down and letting them do the rest. You felt a sharp warmth enter you, causing sinful noises to erupt from your mouth. Your boyfriend started of slow, then he began to pound you like crazy. Almost unreal. You’ve never seen or felt this side of him, and boy was it doing things to you. The bed slammed and screamed from the rapid movements. “Take it just like that. This is great baby, just me and you. A few pairs of prying eyes, but that doesn’t matter to us does it?” Huening Kai grunted out as he continued to pound you into oblivion. You rapidly shone your head, not even able to develop coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. He leaned over your body and close to your ear “Use your words baby boy.” You came at his words. His warm voice in your ear was to much, he just drove you so crazy. Huening Kai broke out into laughter as you collapsed to the bed. “Uh uh.” He tutted, pointing his head in the direction of his friends. “It’s our turn, M/n.” Yeonjun stated, swiftly removing his pants and sitting on the bed. “You heard what Kai said. Get a little stronger. We aren’t done till you’re shooting blanks.” Soobin spat, finally speaking up. Yeonjun quickly attacked you neck, leaving licks and bites in his path as he moved lower and lower. Soobin hoped up onto the bed once yeonjun moved out of the way (down to your thighs, his favorite spot (;) Soobin straddled your chest, his hard cock looming over your face. “That pretty mouth better not just be for talking. Suck bitch.” He commanded. You quickly took his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue and licking his slit. He threw his head back, moaning in bliss. Your mouth was pretty good. Your back arched as he hit the back of your throat, and Yeonjun took you into his mouth, sucking the life out of you. “Y-Yeonjun! It’s-I’m gonna” your orgasm cut you off, your body turning to static. “You’re so pretty. Too bad you’re a whore.” Shrugged Yeonjun. “Huening, take my spot. I wanna help out my friend.” Soobin smirked, moving for the other male.

Huening hurried back up and immediately shoved his length in your mouth. Yeonjun had your legs spread, while Soobin slowly entered you with his member. “You can take all of us right baby? I know you can.” Your boyfriend chirped, wiping tears from your eyes. Once Soobin slid in, Yeonjun aligned his cock and squeezed the tip in. Your eyes widened at the stretch. You were practically screaming around Huenings member, the vibrations turning him into a moaning mess. Yeonjun and Soobin moved in and out of your hole, leaving you constantly full. Your third orgasm snuck up on you, painting the four of you white. “Look who’s having a good time. Keep going slut, we know you can take it.” Spoke Yeonjun, as his speed quickened. Huening Kai sat on your chest, kissing away the tears that flowed like waterfalls down your cheeks. Sure you were crying, but the overstimulation was making up for all the lost time. You were in absolute bliss. Yeonjun and Soobin both came inside of you, pumping their semen deeper into your crevice. “We aren’t done yet baby. You think you can go a little longer? For me.” Huening Kai asked, as he reached into his drawer, grabbing some toys. “It won’t be that bad.” Soobin chimed in while he pulled out of you. Yeonjun was still slowly pumping in and out of your throbbing hole. “We promise! Cmon, you aren’t shooting blanks yet.”

#smut #txt x male reader #soobin #hueningkai #yeonjun #bottom male reader

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Ahem, I apologise, but could I ask to write about the reader asking for Barbatos' help as the god of freedom? I'm rather curious to know how the Yandere, e.g. the same Zhongli, would react in general upon learning that their dear was praying to another god?

And even more comical is the situation where Darling goes to the church of favonia to ask barbatos to rid her of one annoying bard. And Venti is like, I have something to confess.

And sorry for the crooked English, I'm using a translator.

ah no worries about your english, it's a really tough language and i think you did great! i hope i picked up everything you were asking for, you had a very fun request! :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including being held against will, being drugged, delusional behaviors, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Zhongli’s reaction to hearing you praying to Lord Barbatos to save you from him at first is rage, but he pauses for a moment, and then laughs. That lousy Archon isn’t even around for his own nation, you really think he’d care to bother with someone like you? Nevermind the fact that he’d have to go through Zhongli to get to you. It's kind of silly isn’t it, asking him of all Archons for help? You’d have better luck trying to ride a wild boar.

Yandere!Venti finding you praying for Lord Barbatos’ help at the Church, would simply sit there, watching you silently from behind a marble column and smile. He doesn’t confront you there, no he waits for you to get home. He’s patient though, waiting for you to drink the special tea he made you, falling into a lovely dream state. It’s there that he appears, presenting himself as Lord Barbatos instead of Venti the bard, and confronts you, showing you the truth to it all. When you wake up hours later, scared and confused, he pretends nothing ever happened, a sweet innocent smile on his face. He sees how you look at him differently now, and how you stopped attending Sunday Mass.

#genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin x male reader #yandere genshin x gender neutral reader #venti x reader #venti x male reader #yandere venti x reader #yandere venti x male reader #zhongli x reader #zhongli x male reader #yandere zhongli x reader #yandere zhongli x male reader #yandere zhongli #zhongli yandere #yandere genshin #genshin yandere #yandere venti #venti yandere

[dragon-ascent]

poem ~ those which rise from the sea

Stories lived to paint a picture of Rex Lapis’ legacy:

The trials and tribulations leading to his eventual supremacy.

Every facet of himself was constructed of shards

From imaginative old ladies or wayward bards.

It is oft tough to separate fantasy from the true,

Yet many of his endeavours were not untrue.

One tale in particular rests comfortably in time,

Dear traveller, stop and listen to this rhyme:

The curtain rises on the Liyue of yore,

A land caught in torrid waves of war.

Morax, the accepted deity of the nation,

Purged god and monster to safeguard this foundation.

Until one day, crawling from the sea,

Came the slimiest little creatures one ever did see.

With slippery limbs, and a pungent stench,

These small monsters made many a fist clench.

Rex contrived to destroy them at his people’s behest,

But the eradication proved no small request.

The vile creatures laughed in the face of his wrath,

As no spear or rain of stone could blockade their path.

Yet the god could not falter; his word was his bond,

A broken contract was to be considered conned.

So with rock-solid resolve and will renewed,

A new plan was to be construed.

Households grew restless and could take it no more,

Until they were stopped by a knock at the door.

There stood mighty Morax, the warrior god,

Who’d discarded his spear for a small stone pod.

Caging the pesky maggots proved no easy task,

For t’was in inconspicuousness they deigned to bask.

If Rex rushed towards one in a shadowy cove,

He’d find it gone, only to reappear under the stove.

He scouted them out in every nook and cranny

Even finding one nestled in the hair of a granny.

Yes, they were so small that one had to look

Everywhere – even between the pages of a book.

Our beloved archon recalls, albeit not so fondly,

How one of the beings seemed to move so oddly.

A wriggly thing, in black ink draped:

Once captured, twice escaped.

The slime it left in its drunk-like amble

Made people cower back in a frenzied scramble.

It took enticing it with sugared food

To duly imprison it for good.

And speak not a word of that deplorable smell,

Left behind them like remnants of Hell.

T’was only after days of feverish cleaning

Until the foul reek no longer sneered, demeaning.

Carefully, diligently, he trapped the squirming beasts,

Until not a single one remained in the houses or streets.

T’was a burden lifted, a tension eased:

Those azure-risen menaces their havoc-making ceased.

Thus, with Liyue’s slithery crisis averted,

An era of peace the Geo Lord asserted.

The land then gained a newfound reverence for Morax –

The unshakeable, immovable God of Contracts.

The curtain may have fallen on this event,

But Rex Lapis still harbours feelings of resent.

Shorn of his taste for the marine-born things,

Even centuries later, the memory yet stings.

#sini poetry #feel free to mute the tag if you don't want to see my poetry #this was my very first zhongli poem ever written #hope you enjoy! #zhongli #genshin impact #morax #rex lapis

[floorbe]

So glad to see that requests are open! How about pet name headcanons for the sdr2 boys? What do they call their s/o? What do they liked to be called? Thanks!

shure! spoilers under the cut//

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Hajime Hinata

-He mostly calls you sweetie, sweetheart, and dear

-Mostly comes out when he’s not thinking about it at all, like if you surprise him or something

-He’s a little embarrassed by it the first few times until you reassure him

-He likes being called anything, honestly! Just the fact that you have terms if endearment for him is amazing

-He does have a soft spot for sweetheart and the more sweet terms like pumpkin tho

-It makes him feel so fuzzy inside

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

-In public? Doll, sugar, sweetheart, hot stuff... typical tough guy pet names

-In private? Honey, sweetie, babe, less stereotypical and more fuzzy names

-You swear you heard him say bunny once. He denies it

-He warms up to pet names pretty quickly. He’ll probably call you the tough guy pet names before you’re even together as a tease

-The more intimate ones take a bit longer, and the first time he does it he is hyper aware of it and watching your reaction

-He doesn’t use them too often, mostly in public, honestly. He likes your name

-He likes being called love, dearest, angel (be careful w this one tho), anything that reminds him of just how much you love him

-The first time you call him a pet name he goes red and will stomp off if you mention it

Gundham Tanaka

-Ohh this mans, only the highest quality names for his dear love

-Queen/King if you use those terms. He also uses my true love, my dark partner, dear heart, my dear, my love... and rarely he just calls you “lover”

-The first time he uses a pet name it’s completely unintentional, but he’ll play it off like it was totally according to plan

-He’ll be flustered using them until he gets more comfortable in the relationship, in which he’ll be throwing them out more than your name

-He’s weak for any and all pet names. He’s the weakest for sweetheart, my heart, my love, and honey

-The first time you call him a pet name he freezes and has to reboot. You called him what? Oh Gods, you really do care about him, don’t you...?

-Biggest restrained smile on his face for the rest of the day

Kazuichi Souda

-Oh lord he’s so nervous to call you anything at first. Expect some “bro” and “dude” (honestly even way into the relationship, it’s just how he works lol)

-He defaults to babe and sweetie

-He also calls you honey and sugar when he’s feeling especially confident

-He’ll resort to any pet name when he wants something tho. Comedically ofc

-“Y/N, love of my life, light of my day, blood through my veins, ventilator to my heart-” “Kazuichi what do you want”

-He uses them decently often! He’s a bit nervous to use them too often but you’ll catch him calling you them naturally when not focused on it

-Oh he lovesss being called love, baby, sweetie, sweetheart, and pumpkin

-Bright red the first time he hears them, but he’s soo happy

-“H-huh?! Wait, what did you say?! Say it again!”

Nagito Komaeda

-He doesn’t use pet names at first (you’ll leave me soon, anyway, right? You wouldn’t want me calling you anything, anyway), but one day he accidentally lets one slip

-You are incredibly happy and he sees that. And something clicks for him and now he is saying them all the timeee

-My heart, my love, sweetie, pumpkin, honey, my hope... you think it, he’s said it

-He picks up on what you like the most and sticks to those

-He calls you them very often once he gets more comfortable, he likes being able to show his love and likes seeing your smile widen

-He loves any and all pet names you give him! He’s weak for my heart and lovely, tho

-The first time you use a pet name he kinda frowns and reassures you you don’t have to. But you keep doing it anyway?

-Now he just gets a big smile

Nekomaru Nidai

-Oh sweetie all the way! Dear, my love, babe, baby, hot stuff, my man/lady/partner, pumpkin, honey...

-He’s trying out all of them to see which you seem to like the most! He falls back to babe, baby, and sweetie routinely, tho.

-He also called you “my little star” once... huh? Where did that even come from? If you ask abt it he’ll just laugh and ask if you want him to call you it more

-He loves calling you pet names! He uses them soo often

-He also loves being called pet names!! They make him feel so warm and lovey

-The first time you call him one he sweeps you into a big ol hug

-He loves very lovey names, “big guy” if you’re smaller than him, babe, love, sugar... lord he’s so so weak for all of them

Teruteru Hanamura

-Pet name God. Someone stop him. He’s getting so carried away. I hope you’re ready

-Pumpkin, sugar plum, honey, sugar, sweetie, sweetheart... anything is on the table.

-He defaults to pumpkin, honey, and sugar

-He jumps into pet names immediately. He probably uses them before y’all are together when flirting tbh

-He definitely ups his usage in public to see you flustered. Just lay into him in return to decommission him

-The first time you call him my love, my heart, or pumpkin in return he has to take a second to collect himself

-Oh bright red when you first call him a pet name. Expect that twang to come out!

Byakuya Twogami

-When in his Togami disguise? He rarely uses any. Maybe a rogue “dear” once in a while

-When it’s just you two? He doesn’t use a lot of them, but he’s partial to love, dear, and maybe sweetheart if he’s feeling particularly affectionate

-He struggles to keep composure when you call him pet names, tho!! Lord help him, you’re gonna give him away with how hard he has to fight back that blush

-He may be a bit of a dick towards you when you use them, but it’s just to keep up appearances. He’ll apologize profusely later when alone

-He love any pet name you give him, even if the more intimate or “lovey” ones may fluster him

-He will never say it when he’s Togami, tho. But you’ll know, there’s always a slight quirk to his lips when he struggles to keep his smile in check

#Hajime Hinata X reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu x reader #gundham tanaka x reader #kazuichi souda x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #nekomaru nidai x reader #teruteru hanamura x reader #byakuya twogami x reaer #byakuya togami x reader #danganronpa imagine #danganronpa scenario #danganronpa #all sdr2 #hello lads #i have like 19 reqs qeued up

[saninthebuilding]

when the rain pours, it dries - tewkesbury

summary: after a tough day, you find yourself sitting alone in the rain. typical movie scene, of course. however, in your time of despair, who is it that arrives to help you up? none of than dear old tewkesbury.

word count: 1k

warnings: rain, hurt/comfort, angst (?), emotions, pre-established relationship, living together, L-bombs, tewkesbury being the sweetest boy

a/n: rewatched enola holmes 2 and i had the urge to write about tewkesbury. so i wrote about him.

hope you enjoy it! <3

~

it was a rainy evening, and i was sitting on one of the benches that were spread out in the park near the lord's office.

without an umbrella.

of course, it had not been my intention originally to get drenched by the downpour. however, i had been out trying to find clues for my newest case and had ended up losing track of time. as a result, i was now stuck sitting here, wet and cold and so utterly alone.

today had been absolutely terrible.

i had been put onto a new case only a few days ago, yet i had still not found any clues. the client had barged into my office early this morning, ruining my so far perfectly good day, screaming at me for being useless and wasting his time, money and hope.

i was trying- i really was. and things like these do not just happen overnight. but the couple heard none of it, calling me a liar, fraud and a thief, before walking out the door.

for some reason, it was too much for me.

on top of the rent being due for the apartment that tewkesbury and i shared, and all the mental strain i was feeling with mother being gone and the fact that i would never be as good as sherlock and tewkesbury being so busy with the lords, i think i had reached my breaking point after that.

which was why i was now sitting here on this bench in the rain, on the verge of tears.

oh come on y/n, don't be ridiculous.

but it was too late, because tears were already starting to stream down my face.

the fact that the rain was covering them up was a small blessing.

sniffling, i shoved my face into my hands and cried, irritation giving way to the disappointment and sadness that had building up for weeks now.

just great.

suddenly i heard footsteps coming up the path, only to stop right in front of me. then the rain stopped hitting the top of my head, and i looked up to see an umbrella covering me. a hand gripped the handle, and the person bent over from beneath, revealing tewkesbury standing in front of me.

he was holding an umbrella- a smart decision in this weather, and was staring at me in confusion.

"y/n?"

i instantly got off the bench, embarrassed that he had found me in such a state. however in my rush, i ended up stumbling and tipping forward, hands catching the front of tewkesbury's coat for support.

he let out a surprised grunt, his free arm coming to wrap around my waist, catching me before i fell.

"by god, y/n, you're soaked."

i raised my head to see him staring at me, eyes wide. "uh- sorry," i mumbled, righting myself and looking away. mentally scolding myself, i rubbed the raindrops off my face and turned to meet his gaze with a forced smile.

"hello tewkesbury. lovely weather, is it not? i was just out here collecting my thoughts. what brings you here?"

i could tell i was speaking too fast, and that my story was completely ridiculous, because  i wrung my hands together in an attempt to calm myself.

"are you alright, y/n?" tewkesbury asked, seeing right through my sorrowful attempt at lying. "you seem...a little off."

"oh no, i'm perfectly fine, i assure you. absolutely wonderful. just enjoying the rain."

he raises an eyebrow, skeptical from under his unnecessarily large black umbrella. seriously, who made that thing? he could fit 5 people in there.

and then there was the matter of him.

how could he look so handsome an such an ungodly hour?

"so, um... what exactly are you doing here?" i asked, hoping he would just answer my question instead of worrying about me.

i hate it when he worries.

he sighed, taking the bait. "i was out at the lords' all day, remember? there was that meeting to discussion the formation of a new bill, so i only just got released."

i cringed, realizing he had told me this both last night and this morning before he left.

oh no, i've completely lost it.

why couldn't i do anything right?

i could feel the tears rising again as my throat began to close up, and i let out a shaky breath.

tewkesbury noticed.

gentle fingers tilted my chin upward, and i saw him looking down at me with concern etched on his face.

"y/n, have you been crying? your eyes are red and you sound upset."

"what? no...no! i'm alright tewkesbury, i-"

my breath hitched mid-sentence and i could feel myself starting to panic.

not again.

tewkesbury cupped my cheek, before pressing his forehead to mine. the warmth of him was a shock to my cold and wet skin, causing me to flinch.

"oh y/n..."

tewkesbury pulled away and motioned for me to take hold of the umbrella, before removing his coat.

"here, put this on."

i opened my mouth to argue, but the look on his face was more than enough for me to be quiet and slip it on.

"thank you" i whispered, sheepish at how much he was having to do because of me.

tewkesbury pulled me into his arms without a word, simply letting the sound of the rain surround the both of us.

after some time had passed, he spoke up.

"truly, y/n. you must understand that you may lean on me if you need to."

"but i-"

"please, y/n. just trust me. i am always here for you if you need me, but that requires you to let me. i cannot help you if you do not let me."

i buried my face into his chest in an attempt to hide the tears that were filling my eyes.

"i don't want to burden you with my worries..." i mumbled, voice muffled by the cloth of his waist coat.

tewkesbury sighed. shifting his grip on the umbrella, he leaned down and gently pressed his lips to the top of my head.

"you're never a burden, my love. not to me."

despite my best efforts not to cry, tears began to find their way down my cheeks, and i hugged him tight.

"i love you tewkesbury."

"i love you y/n."

#lord tewksbury #tewkesbury #enola holmes 2 #enola holmes #enola 2 #tewkesbury x reader #viscount tewkesbury marquess of basilwether #tewkesbury imagine #enola x tewkesbury #lord tewkesbury #viscount tewksbury #tewksbury x reader #sherlock holmes #enola and sherlock #enola and tewksbury #tewkesbury x enola

[rustingcat]

Midnight

"Kara, can you come over to look at something?" Lena asked with clear worry in her voice. 

They’d spent the past 6 weeks since the decision having their lunch breaks in the lab, checking daily on the pods. So it was unusual for Lena to call her in the middle of the night, Lena's concerned voice woke her up in a second. 

Kara made it to the lab just as the clock struck midnight. She hurried to Lena's side, feeling a shot of anxiety run through her body. In those few milliseconds she already had the worst scenarios run through her mind; did their baby have a terrible mutation? Did they develop a terminal disease? Were they already dead?

Kara swallowed hard as the air around her felt thicker and harder to breathe. "What's wrong?"

"It could be a problem with the machine, I'm just not sure I'm reading it right. Look at this." Lena pointed out to the live ultrasound view on the terminal. They only got it working recently, prioritising it last in favour of more important tests. "It could be the angle, or I don't know, I might be reading it wrong." Lena continued.

Kara studied the screen closely, following Lena's finger as she pointed the anomaly out. The image on the screen was clear, as Kara's eyes grew bigger with the realisation and her smile spread bigger on her lips. "Oh, Rao." Her hand went to cover her mouth in shock as she took a slight step back. Joy and anxiety spread freely in her body.

"So it's-"

"Twins!" Kara exclaimed loudly. "Oh Rao, we're having twins!"

"Dear lord." Lena slammed down on the nearest chair, clearly not as excited as Kara was. "I really hoped I was reading it wrong."

"What? Why? It's great news Lena! Double the excitement!" Kara always wanted a sibling growing up on Krypton, specially she wanted a twin like her mother.

"It's double the trouble. Kara, do you know how hard it is to handle twins? It's two human-Kryptonian hybrids running around causing trouble and refusing to sleep."

"I know, I know, but it's still exciting! They'll have the perfect playmate to play with, someone to always understand them at every stage of their life, someone to confide with when things are tough and the world doesn't make sense."

"I… it's still going to be super difficult."

"Being super is kind of my speciality." Kara said with a smirk.

"Don't play cute with me Supergirl, you know what I mean." Despite the jab she seemed to have calmed down a bit. "I didn't even know that twins were possible to get in the machine to be honest." She added.

"Oh yeah, it is. Twins actually run in my family, I probably should've mentioned that." Kara bit her lip. 

"Yes," Lena muttered. "Speaking of sharing important information, I think this is probably a good time to have that talk." Lena said reluctantly as she got up from the chair and gestured for Kara to follow her to the couch.

Kara did and took the seat next to her. She wasn't sure she was ready to confront it yet, to make it real, but then again the image on the screen was very real, and Kara promised to do everything in the world to keep those two little beans safe and sound.

"What should we start with?" Kara cleared her throat, preparing herself mentally and physically for it.

"God, we have so much to talk about. We're going to raise half Kryptonian children together in a few months, there's a lot to cover. We'll probably not get to everything today, but we can start with what we can for today. Like where are we going to live? Are we even going to live together?" 

"Of course we'll live together!" Kara quickly responded. "If you want to of course, I wouldn't force you to do anything, I just think that it would be better. For the babies and stuff." Kara cleared her throat again.

"Yes, I think that would be for the best." Lena agreed, her cheeks slightly flashed. "Now, the question is which house. Considering your house doesn't even have one bedroom, I would say it's out of the question. My penthouse has only two and a half extra rooms, which in the long run might be a problem if we wanted to include a home office and a room for each child."

"Right, well, getting a new place is expensive. And I know you have money but this is a responsibility we share, so I want to be able to contribute equally. We're gonna need a really big house with lots of rooms, preferably in the downtown area. That's gonna be really expensive. I am making much better money in my new position, so I can start saving up and might be able to afford something in a year or so if I get a good mortgage."  And cut off some of her food supplies and any fun purchases and so on. It wouldn't be ideal, but it was doable.

"Hmm." Lena's eyebrows furrowed as she pondered their options. "Well, the apartment below me is actually empty for security reasons, we could possibly take over it and connect it to my place. The renovation should be much cheaper and give us more time to save up for if and when we want to get something bigger." Lena was obviously a genius. She never doubted that, but she still felt herself filled up with pride and joy every time Lena made it apparent.

"What about the security measures?"

"We can figure out new ones. Plus we can probably open up a convenient roof entrance for when you need to leave quickly." 

"Right. Well, how big are the renovations? Do you know how long they'd be and how much it's going to cost?"

"I'll have to get back to you on both once I settle on a construction company, but I would imagine it would probably take a couple of months." Lena shrugged.

"Okay, so if you need a place to stay, you can stay with me and once it's done we can move in together, as a family." Kara smiled at her excitingly, reaching out to take her hands. Lena's eyes darted immediately to their joined hands, but made no move to take them away. "I assume the place is yours so you don't pay rent."

"Haha no." Lena chuckled.

"Mortgage?" Kara tried.

Lena raised an eyebrow "Kara, need I remind you that I'm an actual billionaire?"

"Yeah, okay. I just feel bad because this is your place, like you paid for all of this."

"And you're gonna help me pay for the renovation to make it ours. Plus, don't worry, we'll have plenty of expenses. We still have a whole lot of shoppings to get done."

Kara's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Not before the three month mark. We want to make sure before we buy." She had a point.

"Yes I know," Kara nodded in disappointment. "I should probably talk to Kal at some point, maybe he and Lois can give us some advice on raising half Kryptonian twins." She suggested.

"Good idea. Although, it's best to talk to them after we tell everyone else, meaning after three months."

"Why does it feel like forever?" 

"Eager to become a parent?" Lena teased.

"A bit." Kara answered honestly.

Lena only squeezed her hands in response. They sat together in silence for a moment before Kara made a realisation.

"Oh!" She got up from her seat, startling Lena as she rose.

"What? Kara is everything alright?" Lena asked, concerned.

"I first thought it was some new parts in the machine, but it isn't." Kara felt her eyes getting blurry with tears. "I can hear them." She turned her head to Lena once she reached the pod. "I can hear their little hearts."

Lena walked up to her and interlocked her fingers with Kara once more. "They'll be here soon." Lena promised. Kara put her forehead to Lena's, closing her eyes and focused on the tiny beating sound. "I can't wait to meet them."

Read in order in AO3

#was waiting to get to this part #who wanted a talk? well you get this #supercorp #supergirl #kara danvers #lena luthor #supercorptober #supercorptober2023 #my art #my fic

[dmercer91]

ebug’s sister, dm91

part one / part two / part three

we're gonna ignore the drastic hair change and the fact that the people in pictures 2 and 3 look absolutely nothing alike despite being twins in the au

pictures saved from pinterest !

blakefriarr_

liked by jackhughes, lhughes_06 and 4,867 others

blakefriarr_: my brother's an ubug, episode 3! birthday edition!

jj was not actually the ebug for tonight's game, he's just a huge suck and he got me devs tickets for my (our) birthday cause he LOVESSSSS MEEEEE

he was gonna get me a mercer jersey and then i apparently offended him by drawing dicks on the printed pdf of his 10 commandments

i can't not provide context for these photos, it's my brand. so buckle up.

one is me after unwrapping the gift my dad got for jj and accidentally put my name on. yes that is fire. yes this was our father telling jj to go get an actual job. yes i laughed. yes i kept it.

the next two capture jj and i's entire relationship visually, and they are me wanting to drink out of a much too heavy, glass bottle without using my hands. jj was incredibly concerned for his safety as well as the condition the floor would be in after i inevitably dropped the bottle and got glass everywhere. however, that did not happen because i am actually god himself. next.

dawson looks very displeased with whatever he is looking at (they were winning?????? the puck was in the o zone?????? hisch had the puck?????? idek. maybe he's got digestive issues)

the boys are having a pre faceoff chat. dawson is eating his gloves.

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jj.friar31: i want that torch back

→ blakefriarr_: tough shit james

→ drayanewman: HIS NAME IS JAMES?!?!?!?!?

user6543456: dawson eating his gloves just like jack

→ user93456: will ny is the original sporting goods eater

dawson1417: happy birthday <3 hope you had a good night

→ blakefriarr_: this comment squished my heart like a pimple in the best way

→ dawson1417: you're welcome? 😭

→ blakefriarr_: thank you, handsome <3

→ dawson1417: i understand the pimple comment. good lord.

dawson1417: now that we're done being cute i do NOT have DIGESTIVE ISSUES???

→ blakefriarr_: it's nothing to be ashamed of, daws. just a tummy ache :(

→ dawson1417: i did not have a tummy ache i am a grown man

→ blakefriarr_: shit ur right my bad you've got functional dyspepsia

→ dawson1417: i've got WHAT

user230237: this is so chaotic

user098765: i love that everyone just goes with this

dawson1417: final comment i promise but why is your shirt half see through

→ blakefriarr_: why ISN'T your shirt half see through 🤨

→ blakefriarr_: lemme have a look

→ jj.friar31: this is why you didn't get a jersey

→ blakefriarr_: @/dawson1417 can i have a jersey

→ dawson1417: @/blakefriarr_ i will get you one from every theme night as long as they've got my number on them

→ jj.friar31: you're a TRAITOR, dawson.

njdevils: happy birthday, blake!

→ jj.friar31: happy birthday blake AND JJ. IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TOO. I'M THE EBUG!!! I'M MORE SPECIAL

→ blakefriarr_: i wouldn't say more special but you're definitely a different flavour of special

→ blakefriarr_: also technically your birthday was yesterday so stop acting like a colossal piss baby

→ jackhughes: huh

→ blakefriarr_: i REALLY did not want out of there bro i was hanging on for dear life

→ jackhughes: oh shit i thought dad had mad game

→ quinnhughes: then they wouldn't be twins ?

→ blakefriarr_: oh my god one of them has a brain cell

→ quinnhughes: glad i could be of service, congrats on being whatever age it is that you are

lhughes_06: i was gonna say happy birthday and then you said i had less braincells than quinn.

→ blakefriarr_: correction- i said quinn had one (1) braincell. therefore implying that you have none <3

lhughes_06: happy birthday jj

→ blakefriarr_: and you WONDER why i like quinn better

jackhughes: you were born on this day 🎉 jj wasn't, i guess. but happy birthday to him

jj.friar31: @/blakefriarr_ thanks for pissing off 2/3 of the hughes' i needed that

→ blakefriarr_: you're welcome it was your birthday gift

→ blakefriarr_: but just cause i'm butthurt i'll leave you with the thought that ellen would probably like me better

nicohischier: happy birthday to you and jj, thank you for calling me something normal

→ blakefriarr_: kinda weird that you don't find cap normal do you have something to share with the class

→ nicohischier: no i am 24 and i do not attend class

dougieham: i would never in a million years have thought you two were twins before your first post i actually just assumed you'd hid behind him until you got to meet us and that there was no correlation

→ blakefriarr_: is it cause i am really cool and he is just jj

→ dougieham: no.

→ dougieham: well actually sort of

→ blakefriarr_: aw thanks dougie

→ dougieham: i said sort of

ryangraves27: my head made it into this one

→ blakefriarr_: i can't tell what tone of voice this was meant to be read in

→ blakefriarr_: like are you sad?? thrilled?? terrified?? should i crop you out next time?? emote please

→ ryangraves27: i think i will not

→ blakefriarr_: this comment made me call my therapist

→ jj.friar31: thanks man she needed this

→ blakefriarr_: remember when both of the gifts had my name on them and nobody was shocked and the first one was money and things i was actually interested in and the second one was a propane torch that nobody will ever use unironically (remember which one was meant for you?)

→ jj.friar31: while ur on the phone with her can you make me an appointment too

→ blakefriarr_: she made it right before mine in case you need more time.

→ jesperbratt: you're joking about the gift thing... right?

→ blakefriarr_: they paid his college tuition

→ jj.friar31: they paid for part of your car

→ blakefriarr_: i drive an '11 civic and the check engine light has been on for a year and a half

→ jj.friar31: they pay for your apartment

→ blakefriarr_: we live together???

→ jj.friar31: that is definitely a point

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#ebug’s sister series ! #dawson mercer #dawson mercer x reader #new jersey devils #nhl imagine #hockey imagine

[shslfanficreader]

Ok ok, we know Gundham gets really flustered at cute compliments from you like "You look really cute today!" Or "You're so gorgeous" BUT THE MOMENT he notices you getting flustered by his deep villainous voice he won't hesitate to tease and torment you with it. He finds it amusing and perfect that you are under his mercy whenever he chuckles close to your ear X////X

Dear anon, (and everyone else who’s sent me an ask or confession): I’m so sorry!! This was sent over a year ago and I haven’t replied because I’ve had a bit of a tough time, but I’m back so even though you might not care about this being answered anymore I’m going to answer!!

MATURE/SUGGESTIVE

Warnings: Gundham x gender neutral reader, suggestive, mostly sfw but for mature readers, voice kink, somewhat shy but dominant Gundham.

Ho - hold on just - hold on a sec 😳

Yes.

Excuse me whilst I'm a major slut for Gundham and his voice 👀

(But first I would like to formally apologize to Gundham’s voice actor, please, if you ever see this for any reason, leave now. It’s for your own safety. God bless. And yes, I know he won’t see this, but I’m paranoid.)

Okay back to the horny.

Gundham is so pretty when he's all flustered and blushy, but he's also so embarrassed by your compliments that he can't help hide his face in his scarf and look away. (I need to stop now before I just go on a rant about a shy and possibly submissive Gundham because good lord.)

He has no idea what his voice does to you at first. When you're talking and you get a flush on your cheeks and your hand moves up to sit near your chin, he initially thinks it might be the topic of conversation, but ah, why would the diet of the dark devas cause you any unease? Hmm, other than that, all he can think of that flustered you would be… him.

But you'd never been disturbed by him before so perhaps… his voice? He was just quite loud. He might have gotten too invested in telling you about the devas.

You'd think that since he acts so sheepish when he gets compliments, he would understand what being flustered is like and maybe go easy on you.

You'd be wrong.

He leans in close to you so you can feel the rumble coming from his chest as he speaks. He talks low so you can hear him clearly but it still feels intimate. You can feel the warmth of his breath fanning onto your skin.

His voice is deep as ever, but the tone… he draws out words and adds growls to the ends of sentences, he lets his voice get breathy, he hums as if he’s asking a question when he’s just stating facts.

Gundham’s always been good with his words, but it doesn’t even matter what he says. His compliments and teasing are a bonus, his eloquence overlooked, all focus is only on the sound of his voice.

He would never think of his voice as seductive, but god, you would. The tone is enough to make your skin crawl and cause a shiver to snake up your spine. If you gasp, he’ll give a low hum in response and his eyes will flicker down to your lips for a split second.

That’s when he’ll feel flustered again. You’d only see it if you’re paying close attention, but his cheeks flush red, along with the tips of his ears. The red even spreads down his neck and chest but luckily for him, his scarf hides that.

He hides his nervousness by drawing attention to you and your reactions to him. He teases you for the blush over your cheeks and torments you for the quickness of your breath, asks what’s wrong in a patronising manner, as if he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing.

He’ll take his time playing with you before he suggests going somewhere more private, but if he’s feeling ruthless, he’ll do everything possible to get you to admit that it’s warm and your blood is flowing between your thighs.

Either way, he’ll growl and cackle in your ear before dragging you off too more secluded area.

-

Thank you so much anon, and again, I’m so sorry that answering this took so, so long! I really do appreciate every ask and I’ll be trying to answer all the ones I’ve received in the past and I’ll try to answer one’s I get in the future faster too.

#danganronpa smut #sdr2 smut #gundham tanaka smut #gundham smut #gundham tanaka x reader #smut #I know it’s not really smut #but since it’s suggestive I want to tag it #just in case #🥰

[vivalarevolution]

𝓜𝔂 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓚𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻

Aegon Targaryen x Sister Targaryen Oc  

Summary: Rhaenerys loved her siblings, especially her brother, whom she was willing to steal from under green's nose to keep him safe.

A/N: It’s not my best work but I hope you all gonna like it nonetheless.

English is not my native language. Sorry for any mistakes.

Part 2

Rhaenerys was Rhaenyra's younger sister. Born a year later, she was nothing that her father had imagined. Until now, she remembered his words.

-The maester said it was a son, he had to be. How he kicked, how energetic and strong he was- Viserys had repeated through most of her childhood years.

The woman tried to ignore how much his words affected her, but eventually she began to live with them, transforming them into her strength. She was stubborn, temperamental, and clever, winning her place among the royal court , but her heart remained the same. Kind and loving to those who she loved.

Her older sister and she were inseparable. They were a rock and peace for each other. When their mother died, when their dear friend married their father, or when the world forgot about them the moment their younger siblings were conceived into the world. They clung to each other as if they were eachother last bit of hope.

Only then did Viserys begin to notice his second daughter. He began to notice her dedication, her kind soul and hardened spirit. He tried to be supportive as Rhaenerys stared blankly at the wall after hearing the news that she would never be able to have children of her own, tried to treat her as equal to the older Targeryen, unconsciously loving her more than ever before.

The princess did not show it, for her subjects she was a tough and self-confident woman, but inside she felt defeated, lonely.

Many men followed her with their eyes, not hiding their lust, but she stubbornly pushed them away, knowing that she would not give them what the lords wanted most - an extension of their legacy.

However, there were also those whom she let into her bed. Ser Criston or Harwin Strong were the ones her heart cried out to, but the white-haired woman ignored her feelings each time, eventually pushing them away to watch her sister take them into her chambers.

Over the years, she had finally accepted punishment from the gods.

She had no choice but to start living with it, because the curse had no intention of disappearing from her life anyway, so Rhaenerys turned her bitterness into love for her family, which grew drastically quickly, bringing with it equally drastic changes.

Her younger siblings spoke to her very often, and despite Rhaenyra's silent objections, she had nothing to say, watching the love she once received passes to her younger siblings.

Ageon probably loved her the most. She was the first person that did not instill in him the obligation to reign, or didn't beat him when he did something inappropriate. As it used to be for her older sister, the violet-eyed princess became a peaceful haven for the boy.

He often dreamed of her as his mother or lover. She was all he needed, making him a better and more decent man.

But when she disappeared for six years, hiding in Dragonstone with the king's eldest daughter, her uncle and their children, the white-haired man began to return to what his mother's upbringing had created, to the drunkard who slept with another woman every night.

When she found out about it, she wasn’t furious but disappointed and she didn’t even knew in who more, herself or the fair-haired prince.

Sitting on the great bed, in the royal chambers, the silver-haired girl tried not to cry. Seeing her dying father was hard for her. Rhaenerys was convinced that Viserys had become a living corpse, and his great suffering was evident in his uncover eye.

Holding him by the hand, he told him about what was happening on Dragonstone, staying longer in his presence than Daemon and Rhaenyra, who left her alone with her parent for a moment.

She felt as if everything was starting to fall apart, and the sight of her brother only confirmed it.

Entering his room, she found a real mess. The smell of alcohol wafted through the air, and the prince himself lay on the creased sheets, snoring. The white-haired woman approached him, looking at his body from above, unconsciously combing his silver strands, as she used to do when he was still a child.

Aegon muttered under his breath as he tucked his face into the pillow, fearing that Alicent had decided to pay him a visit again.

-Aegon - the woman said, her velvety voice immediately recognized by the young man.

Frowning in consternation, he opened his eyes to see the Trageryen in front of him who had haunted his dreams too many times.

-Rhaenerys?- he asked in a hoarse voice, trying to force himself to awake.

-I came back - she informed him, walking away from the prince's bed, when he decided to get up.

Violet-eyed man grinned, hugging her tightly. Snuggling against her body, he hid his head in the crease of her neck, inhaling the familiar and soothing scent that surrounded the princess.

-I missed you - he confessed, overjoyed at the presence of his beloved sister, but she did not answer -What's the matter?- he asked confused, looking at her purple irises- Why are you looking at me like that? Rhaenerys please don't look at me like that- he whispered, seeing the same emotions that the queen often looked at him with.

-What happened to you?- she asked, touching his cheek, which was slightly flushed.

-You weren't here. You left me, and my mother still demands more of me. I can't handle it, you left me alone -he complained.

-Will you drink yourself to death with a prostitute by your side every time I leave you alone? - asked the daughter of the king - Aegon, I will not be with you all my life - the white-haired girl replied, catching his face in her hands to look him straight in the eyes.

-I'm sorry -he said, and the first tears began to run down his face.- I'll stop, just don't leave me, please- he croaked, falling into her arms.

Rhaenerys wrapped her arms around him tightly, kissing his temple, she stroked his head with her free hand, motherly rocking him from side to side to soothe his brother, if only slightly. 

-Now, now - she whispered soothingly -There are things that need to be taken care of, Aegon, then I'm all yours - she added, and her younger brother squeezed her body tighter in an act of silent objection, but the silver-haired woman knew that no matter how much he would not like it ,the young man will agree to anything, as long as she will be around him.

Staring at the wall opposite them, she struggled with her thoughts. She felt as if she were faced with a choice between her sister and her brother, whom she loved too much to gain one at the expense of the other.

And oh, how quickly and unexpectedly she was told to make that choice.

As she ran through Kings Landing, the woman was desperately searching for the white-haired man.

The king is dead. This words still echoed in her head like bells, pounding in her ears.

She stayed in the capital because of her younger siblings, only to become a prisoner of the castle the next day.

She and Rhaenys were furious and deaf at Alicent's offer to convince them to join her and her son. And when an opportunity arose in the form of a gap created by a white worm, they both fled out of the Red Keep, hidden behind wide hoods , hiding in the large group of people.

-Wait- said the princess.

-We don't have time for this Rhaenerys - the old woman said.

-I know about it -purple-eyed replied immediately- But Aegon is not in the castle, I have to find him.

-What for? He is to become a king, and this will create a conflict that can not be avoided anymore - said the white-haired woman- This may be the cause of your death, do not be stupid.

-Free the dragons, free Aegarax and Sunfyre - she ordered firmly, ignoring her words. -Trust me -Rhaenyra's sister said, grabbing her hands.

The late king's cousin merely nodded before moving forward, straight to Dragonpit, when she walked in the opposite direction, begging the gods to be on her side. Capturing Ageon was the best and most risky solution. The prince was the last pawn needed to start a civil war, and Rhaenerys intended to take him away and hide him away from the queen.

Holding the paper in her hand, she looked at it uncertainly.

According to the written message, her brother hid in a temple in the city center, so she, having nothing to lose, trusted a stranger who, to her surprise, left many clues for her.

When she was not far away, one of the prostitutes showed her the direction and the side entrance, as if knowing what the woman had came for.

The white-haired princess entered the stone building. Taking off her cloak, she began her search in a seemingly deserted temple.

-Ageon - said the princess - It's me Rhaenerys. We have to get out of here as soon as possible, we don't have much time.

As if on command, the violet-eyed man left the stone altar, looking uncertainly at his sister, who, seeing him, ran up to him quickly.

-White worm said he would take me to the ship- he informed her -I will disappear from here and Rhaenyra will become queen.

The woman frowned in concern. There was nothing in her letter about the boat or the disappearance. Suddenly, a soft growl fell from her lips, and her eyes darkened with anger.

The white worm probably made the game, and the prince was the grand prize. The one who gave more won him and the rest of the seekers.

-I don't trust him - Rhaenerys said -Aegon, you will come with me. We will fly to Dragonstone. Do you understand? -she asked, taking his hand.

-But our sister, she will kill me- he said- Let's just run away together somewhere, far away- added the fair-haired man.

-Nothing will happen to you - assured the young woman - She never wanted to kill you, your mother inculcated it into your head, if your coronation happens, the war breaks out Aegon and many heads will fall from many necks.

The young man, still scared, nodded understanding as he let his siblings lead him forward. The princess thought she had time, but the sight of unfamiliar men heading towards the temple had led her out of her misconception .

The siblings hid behind one of the massive pillars. The woman pulled a dagger from under her coat, grasping it firmly in her hand, while the other held her brother's hand.

Stepping slowly, she guided her and the prince's movements next to her. The two twins looked around for Aegon, and when they had gone far enough, they took the opportunity by sneaking to the door.

-Quick - Targaryen whispered, looking from side to side.

-Princess- a male voice called her. Rhaenerys stopped. Hiding the violet-eyed man behind her, she was looking confidently at Ser Criston's dark irises, accompanied by Aemond -Prince, your mother looking for you -he added, shifting his gaze to the man behind her.

-He's not going anywhere - she threatened, gripping the blade tighter.

Suddenly, the twins came out from behind their backs.

The white-haired girl looked away from one place to another. After a moment she closed her eyes, trying to calm her breathing.

Dragons can tell when their bonded riders need them.

Suddenly a loud roar spread around, and a shadow covered the square on which they were located.

Dragons are not foolish creatures.

Aegarax descended from the stone structure, landing next to Rhaenerys and Aegon, carefully watching the people in front of him with his eyes.

They can tell the difference between friend and foe.

Opening his mouth, he let out a loud scream again, and then a fire appeared in the back of his throat. The white-haired woman took the opportunity to drag the would-be king to her reptile, quickly climbing his back together with the young man.

-Sōvēs! (Fly) - the blonde said loudly, and the animal rose heavily, destroying parts of some buildings around them.

The black beast soared above the ground as it flew through the city.

The rider looked back, the King's Landing receded farther and farther away, to become only a blur. As two more roars spread through the air, she breathed a sigh of relief. Rhaenys wth her dragon and Sunfyre flew near them.

The women looked at each other and nodded their heads in silent understanding. The white-haired girl closed her eyes, feeling the adrenaline leaving her body.

Aegon grabbed her hand, squeezing it as tightly as they had been a few moments ago when they were on the ground, then he kissed her cheek, hiding his face in her neck.

-Thank you- he whispered, but she heard him anyway.

Rhaenerys joined their hands together in response, nestling against his torso. They were safe...for now.

#aegon targaryen #prince aegon #aegon ii #aegon targaryen x oc #aegon targaryen x reader #alicent hightower #princess rhaenyra #rhaenyra targaryen #viserys targaryen #daemon targaryen #aemond targaryen #haelena targaryen #house of the dragon #house targaryen #asoiaf #dance of the dragons #fanfiction #hotd #hotd 1x09 #hotd 1x08 #game of thrones

[walkswithmyfather]

1 Corinthians 15:58 (ESV) "Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain."

1 Corinthians 15:50-58 (NIV). “I declare to you, brothers and sisters, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.” “Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?” The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain."

Colossians 3:23-24 (AMPC). "Whatever may be your task, work at it heartily (from the soul), as [something done] for the Lord and not for men, Knowing [with all certainty] that it is from the Lord [and not from men] that you will receive the inheritance which is your [real] reward. [The One Whom] you are actually serving [is] the Lord Christ (the Messiah)."

Our labor in the Lord is never in vain. God sees everything that we do and we will be rewarded for it. When we work, we work for Jesus, not people. We can know 'with all certainty' that our inheritance, our real reward comes from Heaven. From God. Friend, life might be tough for you right now. Whatever situation you are in might seem hopeless, but Jesus is right there with you. He walks with you every day, in whatever you are doing. You are not alone. You can do all things through Christ, Who gives you strength (Phil 4:13). Amen!🙏🕊🙌

#colossians 15:58 #1 corinthians 15:50-58 #colossians 3:23 24 #bible #christian blog #god #belief in god #faith in god #jesus #belief in jesus #faith in jesus #christian prayer #christian life #christian living #christian faith #christian inspiration #christian encouragement #christian motivation #christianity #christian quotes #keep the faith #make him known

[seii-fantasy]

Hello! I'm not sure if your request is open, but if it is, would you be willing to do a one-shot/headcanon for Qin Shi Huang? I love this man so much and there aren't enough out there to fuel my hunger anymore;;;;

The plot I had in mind is that while historically it is written that Qin never chosen an official Empress, he had a bunch of consorts. And since everyone dead or alive is present to witness Ragnarok, after Qin's fight /all healed up, all his consorts came to see him. What would Qin/his consorts reaction be if a portal suddenly opens up and out comes Qin's future Empress S/O? Sorry if this is weird lol and thank you so much if you decide to do it ^^

My future empress

Ofc for my empereor , I am willing to do everything for him

I did my best 🥲 bcs now my eyes are still teary from crying after Nikola's d3ath

Y/n job before she became empress , was to be an assasin

In the Future , Humankind will win the Ragnarok , but there was many death

Warning : Past ! Qin being too much Flirty with Reader , Reader coming from the future when Qin married Reader

"My lord i am happy to see you" , "My king , you were so strong during your fight" Many consorts were surrounding Qin Shi Huang . Who was trying to walk peacefully . "Ladies , Ladies haha , thank you for those compliments " Qin wanted to have a peaceful walk but since his consorts were surrounding him

Yet the Emperor hasn't chosen an empress to reign by his side but Qin has come back from the Death

His fight with Hades the God of Underworld was tough fight , after this fight Qin has lost an arm and wasn't ready to fight without an arm . So he decided to retire himself.

But yet back to the Consorts and Qin . The consorts kept praising him day and night. The emperor who had enought , just litteraly ran away to which the consorts yelled "My king where are you going" and started to ran after him.

Qin hid and locked himself in a room , it was the first room he found but them a loud noise was heard "Eeek!" Then somebody fell , who surprised Qin . He took a quick look and saw something he wasn't prepared to see .

A beautiful young woman , with a beautiful fav/col chinese dress and also her h/c hair was decorated with golden pins . She was beautiful "Where am i?" As she opened her eyes "Darling is that you?" She spoke , Qin looked if there was any other person when she means by Darling . When he looked back at you "Me?" He asked

As you approach him , rubbing his cheek to which he tooked a step back before his back hurt the door but then when he looked in the e/c of the woman , he kinda felt rassured"Of course dear , why are you asking such a silly question when you know the truth" she spoke , "Forgive me beautiful lady , but do i know you?" Qin Shi Huang asked . Her hand stopped rubbing Qin's cheek .

The h/c lady eyes were wide open ," how could is this possible!?" she thought then an idea popped up in her mind . "Forgive me for my insolance , but where are we ? And in which timeline are we ?" She asked as Qin answered " Apologize accepted , to answer to your question . Beautiful Lady we are in the Ragnarok , in XXXX year "(idk which year are we in Valhalla)

The e/c lady thought and thought again until she said out loud . "Then you must be The Qin Shi Huang from the past ! " she exclaimed as Qin tilted his head , looking at her thinking about what in the world she was talking about . She took his hands as she said "My names is Y/n L/n , i was an assasin nor i wasn't sent here to annihilate you. I am.... a couple of year after the Ragnarok to which you , humankind won" she told the tall brunette man "Well Y/n would you be kind to do me a favor?" Qin asked

"Yes my king?" Y/n answered "Could you please act as if you were my promised future empress" Qin asked as you blushed madly remembering it was the same idea that Qin used to seduce before you two officially married

"Soo what do you think beautiful lady , are you ready to help me~?" Qin whispered in your ear making you flinch "Y-Ye-Yes my Lord ! I am willing to he-help you " .

Minutes later

Qin came with the h/c later , the consorts of the emperor looked at the two persons with disgust , as one of them asked out of anger "My lord who is she ? And why is that filthy woman , is with you !" She came , out of the group of consorts , her name was Chun Ji and she couldnt accept the fact that Y/n was near the empreor

Y/n hid behind Qin , fearing of what might happen "This dear woman behind me isnt filthy , she , this darling will be my future empress !" Qin beamed finally happy that his consorts would stop praising him as Chun Ji 's veins popped up in her head "Oh really , if you two are gonna be married , just prove it?" She snarled . As Qin took ur hand and brought in front of everybody and kissed you passionately .

Chun Ji saw red as she went with the consorts , leaving the empreor and the future empress alone . Qin stopped kissing you as you breath heavily "Mm feelin okay , milady?" Qin asked "I'm alright , just feelin happy that its already done" y/n answered

"Hey beautiful lady!" Qin called as y/n answered "Where are you coming from ?" "I am from village/name , not so far from your castle " . Qin grinned "But, im coming from another timeline..." Y/n answered as Qin curiosity perked up "Another timeline?" "Yes where after the Ragnarok , you chose an empress to reign by your side" Y/n spoke as Qin asked "And this empress is you?" Y/n blushed madly as she came towards the empreor and gave a quick kiss to Qin before a portal opened

Y/n walked throught the portal , saying goodbye to the empreor then the portal vanished

Then Qin smirked knowing that his Future empress , lived in village/name and after the Ragnarok , he will search for her

#shuumatsu no valkyrie #recordofragnarok #snvqinshihuang #snv qin shi huang x reader #ror qin shi huang x reader #ror qin shi huang

[troglodytepixieeater]

Another Blood Legacies fanart (@bloodlegacies). God. I am just trying to keep my mind off classes starting. This is a picture of Eleazar, Alexandra, and baby MC (Bianca). This is just how I imagine her parents. ❤️ I know it is not the best but my friend really enjoyed it and she is also in love with Blood Legacies. I made another fanart of Bianca and Hayden's family posing for a family painting (link)

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Alexandra sighed, pinching her husband's side. Eleazar didn't even react besides giving her a small glance, which made the painter clear his throat to remind the Lord to look forward to the painting.

Bianca, in the Warriors arms, leaned her head against her father's chest, about to fall asleep. Eleazar narrowed his eyes at the painter, who just seemed engrossed with his work, and Eleazar felt another pinch, however, this time to his buttocks, which made him jump a little.

"What are you doing?" Eleazar hissed toward his wife.

Alexandra only rolled her eyes and kept her eyes on the painter. "Smile. This is a family portrait."

Eleazar retorted back with a little bite. "I don't smile."

Alexandra raised an eyebrow. "Now, my dear, we both know that is a lie. If I remember last night clearly, you smiled quite a lot."

Eleazar didn't reply, but Alexandra saw the faintest touch of red on the tip of his ears. The lady of the house just sighed again.

"Is there a reason you're so stubborn?"

Eleazar pressed his lips together before whispering.

"This will be looked at by our people, our allies."

Eleazar said the word allies with dismay, and Alexandra didn't have to question which "ally" Eleazar was thinking of.

"I want to look strong, not like some soft lord that those thick-headed nobles think they can step on."

There was silence for a long moment before Alexandra spoke up. "You really can't expect to look tough with a baby in your arms, did you?"

Alexandra nodded towards their three-year-old, her curious eyes roaming the walls to look at the painter's other works. Eleazar started to say a retort but was stopped by a look from his wife.

"I don't agree; I understand where you are coming from; however, I will make a deal with you. I want another portrait of us all together when Bianca is older, and I want us all smiling in it."

Eleazar scoffed but just nodded his head after a quick moment. "Agreeable, but it will be a private portrait, not one that we have to send out to the court."

Alexandra stood on her tiptoes and kissed her husband's cheek in thanks, getting a small outraged cry from the painter for moving too much, whom the couple both ignored.

"It could be a present for when she is older, something to remember us by." Eleazar nodded his head in agreement, a soft look in his eyes as he looked at his love before turning back menacingly at the painter, which Alexandra had to hide her smile at.

#digital art #my art #my oc #interactive fiction #blood legacies #blood Legacies fanart #fanart #myart

[moonshine999]

Hera

Goddess of marriage, women, family, childbirth, the sky, heaven.

Queen of the Gods.

Marriage is supposed to be an unexplainable bond. Passion, sacrifice, trust, love. It blinds you, it changes you, it makes you whole.That’s what she always believed.

Her mother always told her stories of her and father on their adventures, how striking he was, how different he was from the other lords just trying to get her for their own political gain, how romantic he is. She always giggled along while her brothers scrunched their noses up in disgust.

If she pestered him enough, even father would spout a few lines on mother’s beauty. The dead serious, second son of The Tower would happen to blush when mother winked at him during dinners. 

Love seemed perfect then. She dreamed that someday she too may find it. Easy, spellbinding, encapsulating, love. Gorgeous, ethereal, wistful love. Love, love, love.

Her mother wasn’t the only thing that died that night. Her father’s happiness, smiles and all sense of family seemed to disappear in the stars of the heavens. He distanced himself, would never talk about anything other than the duties he has as Hand of the King. 

Duties.

A strange phenomenon. Something that had to be done. To run the kingdom. To keep stability over the land. Rhaenyra often talked of it. How she was to change the rules and give people as less duty as possible. She laughed at the time. The idea sounded delightful.

As she matured, the ways the world worked were shocking. Some disgusting, frightening, too much. Some more enchanting, charming. Rhaenyra seemed immune to it in a way, she often talked about how it's necessary to see the reality of things if one is to be queen. She seemed so confident, powerful, royal. 

When her father announced his plans for her, she wanted to scream her lungs out of breath till death took her from the misery. She wanted to bite and scrape at herself till she remained just flesh. But she bit her tongue as the women have had to for centuries before and will have to in the centuries to come. A nod. She exited the chambers. 

“Why?” was the only thing that came to mind as she walked back to her rooms. For political power? To have his blood on the throne? On the poison that commands the city? Mother always talked about how her father was different. Did her mother lie to her as well.

Viserys was tough, difficult and hurtful. But he was the king and she was his queen. His second queen. 

Because he murdered his beloved on the childbed. During such pain, anguish and discomfort, he let her be killed. The child could never survive. Rhaenyra was left motherless and she was put to the torture. What good came of it, only the Gods may ever figure.

She prayed and prayed to the Seven. To be with her mother. To know how to battle queenship. Yet they never answered. Why? Why must they too leave her at this moment? Why must they take her mother away from her? Why must they strip her of her modesty, innocence, pride and everything she ever held dear. 

Childbirth was everything she feared and more. The thought always plagued her head. They can kill her at any moment. The King of course can find another wife, perhaps the Lady Laena, to satisfy his cousins. Her father would be disappointed, disgusted that she let herself submit to death like this. Rhaenyra wouldn’t care. She’ll move on. She shouldn’t waste her time worrying about the death of her treacherous step-mother. 

But she survived it all. Four times over. No one cared to congratulate her. Why should they? They had their heir, they had their first son of the house. Why care about the hours she took to bring him into this world. It's a lesson that was too hard to digest at first. People will not care for you but only for your impact. Only that will cement you in history. Only that will give your life meaning. 

Rhaenyra was right in that aspect, she supposed. It's necessary to see the reality of things if one is to be queen. Queen. A Hightower Queen. Laughable. 

Yet she sat the wretched throne more times than she could be capable of remembering now. She took care of all the bloody matters of state, the fucking kingdom with a king rotting away in his bed.

She understood why her father had done this. To some extent. But she was tired. 

The hypocrisies the kingdom expected of her, the standards her own extended family put on her, the turmoil her children put her through. It could never be enough.

To say she cared for her children would make the court jester laugh at your simplicity. She was their mother. The only figure they looked to for guidance, the person who carried them, the person who had to shape each and every aspect of them. Alone. Because even the Gods had lost faith for her at that point. But oh. It was the only love she could bear to let herself dream about. It was gorgeous, enchanting and wistful. It was angry, frightening and dangerous. It was love in its purest form. A paradox. 

She had put in enough effort to go through with this marriage. The childbirths, the motherhood, the love, the pain, this family. Her family. The family she let herself build through all the torture their father subjected them all to. She was not going to let her efforts be forgotten so easily. How could she? If anything, Alicent Hightower was going to make sure that the books of history remember her name as more than just King Viserys’s second wife. Her family’s right to the throne cannot be robbed as easily as her youth was from her.

War was inevitable.

"The beacon on the High Tower. Do you know what color it glows when Old Town calls its banners to war?"

#house of the dragon #alicent hightower #pt.3 #hera #[ • 'house of the dragon' characters as the twelve olympians • ]

[thewordfortheday]

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. ‘All who rage against you will surely be ashamed and disgraced.

Isaiah 41:10‭-‬11

In everything you do, every trial that you face, and in every challenge, that comes your way, you need to know that you have no reason to be afraid or worried. Jesus assures you that He has got you. He will strengthen you, and He will help you; He will see you through the tough times. No matter what.

Pray: Dear God, I thank You that I can trust You completely, never having to worry or fret when troubles come my way. Help me to remain at peace, O Lord, fully knowing that all will be well because You are with me. In Jesus' name, I pray. Amen.

#bible verse #daily devotional #christian quotes #bible quotes #inspiration #daily devotion #christian quote #scripture #christian life #bible