#it feels almost incestious

[lainalit]

Everytime one of the rat boys approach a Archeron sister

#can these old men leave these young women alone #nezriel are the only ones who are allowed to interact #it feels almost incestious #like cassian and mor #anti nessian #only nessian in acomaf and acowar are canon #sjm critical #anti rhysand #anti ic #anti inner circle #anti elriel #anti feysand #acotar critical

[dairy-farmer]

just saw the normalized public sex au and I'm just stuck thinking about the canon!batfam stumbling into this universe.

there's so many ways the reveal could go like maybe dick goes and checks his phone only to see a video of this world's dick and tim fucking splattered all over twitter's trending page (not the first time too apparently, if the top tweets were any indication). Dick is a bit mesmerized by the glazed look in Tim's eyes. He finds a part of him twitching. But upon catching the eyes of his Tim's, he immediately shuts off his phone and boots himself away guiltily. He wasn't fast enough to miss the knowing look in this world's version of him.

bruce finds out by scanning a contingency folder on the batcomputer. It didn't exist in their world, so he considers that perhaps he missed planning for an unexpected event or villain or one that could currently be unique to this world alone. Bruce is greeted with several videos of Tim's sweaty, red face and choked off moans as he visibly struggles, cheeks bulging, to fit a large cock in his mouth as petite fingers hurriedly rub against his own clit.

cass only has to look at her own doppelganger's face to understand the strange circumstances of this world. She sees the way her other self glides around tim—too familiar—and the brief, controlled flashes in her eyes whenever tim leans towards her or brushes against her.

jason finds out when he opens the library door. he hears sniffles and muffled gasps from behind one of the bookshelves. He snorts to himself, largely ignoring the part of his brain screaming in affront at the fact that there were people tarnishing the place. Not his universe, he has to remind himself. He grabs a book and makes his leave, but is stopped by a whining, "Jason, no more. I-I can't—"

"Shh, baby bird. It's almost in."

"Hnngg."

He feels the hair on his arms stand up at the familiar nickname and jumps into the river of denial. Because, surely, there was no way...?

Against better judgement he peeks the corner of the book shelf. And there, pressed up against the wall by this world's Jason, was Tim. His legs slung over the larger man's shoulder. He was practically folded in half. Jason's cock disappeared into the boy, a bit of his size poking through Tim's small stomach.

Jason's throat dries because his face—the only word to describe it would debauched. Dried tears ran along the boy's blushing cheeks as shiny drool slipped out of the corners of his ravished lips. Hickeys decorated the sides of his neck, ugly and numerous.

He makes eye contact with this world's Jason who, without breaking it, pulls almost completely out of Tim and suddenly thrusts back in, making the other boy moan helplessly and scramble in overstimulation.

This world was fucked up. Jason already kind of knew from talking to this world's Damian.

"Jay?'

Behind him, hidden from the view of the two who were back to aggressively fucking, stood Tim in oversized sweatshirt—

"Tim." Jason says blankly.

—a sweatshirt was clearly not his own.

"Oh, my bad. Have you seen my Jason?"

!!!!!!!1 that twist!!!!!!!!!!! of jason thinking he's watching the incesty versions of him and tim fucking when it's HIS tim and that jason!!!!!!!!

i am obsessed with how jason would absolutely spiral after learning this!!!!! if tim was willing to fuck this alternate version of him does that mean he'd be willing to fuck HIM? who even started it??? if jason was able to initially mistake his tim for the tim of this universe did the other jason make that same mistake? did he try pulling jason's tim into a kiss, groping and touching him and then tim just...went along with it???

or...did TIM start it. did he seek out this jason to fold him in half and pump into him until he was fucking tim's stomach?

or were the two completely unaware that the other was from a different universe. did that jason think he was fucking his own tim and did tim think he was fucking...him.

jason would absolutely go feral at the revelation. alternate tim gets concerned and brings him to his room to lay down and jason maybe ends up shooting his shot with this tim 👀👀👀👀

#answered asks #asks #anonymous #jaytim

[thebeesareback]

Fuck it, let's talk about Littlefinger

(the ASOIAF character, not just fingers in general. Also, I've said "Brandon Stark" for Ned's brother, and "Bran Stark" for Ned's son)

Trigger warning: rape and forced abortion

So one of the things I've said before is that I love ASOIAF for many reasons, including the complexities and backstories of all the characters. I suppose that's why there's a bazillion characters and the books are so long.

Anyway, one interesting example of narrative framing is the perspective we get on Littlefinger. He's (arguably) the main antagonist in the first book and is responsible for everything from Jon Arryn and Ned's death to the Tyrell marriage to Joffrey's assassination. We see him as a scheming villain, determined to harm our saintly Starks.

Littlefinger was born as a second-generation immigrant and heir to a minor lordship. Thanks to his parents' relationship with fuckhead Hoster Tully, he got to foster at Riverrun, where he befriended Cat, Lysa and Edmure. The books are interested in the "outsider" perspective on power status, hence Jon Snow's POV, and arguably Theon and Arya, too. They live in the home, they're part of the family... kinda. Sansa always thinks of Jon as her "bastard half-brother", Theon knows that Ned might have to kill him, and Arya doesn't fit neatly into her assigned gender role. They see Rob and Sansa and want that, kind of, but know they'll never get it.

Therefore, in his youth, Littlefinger knew that he was smart, knew that he wanted power, yet was keenly aware that it was almost impossible for him to socially climb. He does -- we'll get to that in a bit -- but as a child, he knows it's unlikely. Think of Rob and Jon playing in Winterfell and Jon yelling "I'm the Lord of Winterfell" and Rob just returning "no, my mother says you won't be". It's a horrible situation to be in. We don't get Littlefinger's POV, but if we did, I think there's a good chance he would remember a similar scenario.

Then there's Littlefinger's relationship to Catlyn and Lysa. Little boys often have crushes on little girls, and it's usually pretty sweet and can sometimes become a nice romance or just fade away. We hear that Catlyn is intelligent and beautiful as an adult, so it's easy to see the appeal, and Catlyn also has status through her Tully blood and an understanding of Machiavellian power plays because her father raised her as his heir until Edmure was born. One could easily see Littlefinger's desire for Catlyn being a desire for power and status, as well as her own merits.

Lysa had a crush on Littlefinger, creating the incesty love triangle that GRRM loves so much. I can't imagine playing kissing games with a foster brother and a sister, tbh. Littlefinger himself seems to only see Lysa as a pawn, and uses her feelings to get her to do what she wants. The narrative suggests that, for a time, there's Catlyn, mourning her mother; Lysa, mourning her mother and interested in a boy who doesn't really care about her; Edmure, just being a baby; and Littlefinger, caught up in rules and restrictions: allowed to be close to what he wants, but never truly part of the team.

Events start to occur. Fuckhead Hoster Tully decides to set up marriage alliances for Catlyn and Lysa. Lysa meets Jamie Lannister, who barely pays her any attention (he's distracted by the presence of his hero, Brynden "Blackfish" Tully). Catlyn meets Brandon Stark, who has power, status, a noble house, physical prowess -- everything Littlefinger wants. On the night the Stark-Tully engagement is arranged, Littlefinger gets drunk. He can't cope with the years of complicated class dynamics, he's heartbroken, and he's what, 14? He's immature and acts like it. Then Lysa rapes him.

I'm not a psychologist so I can't comment on the impact of sexual violence, especially when gender and power play into the situation in this way. However, Lysa did an unforgivable thing, and there was nobody Littlefinger could turn to. That's horrifying. I also think that more should be made about Littlefinger's comments about shutting your eyes and getting it over with in relation to being in bed with "an ugly woman".

Soon after, he challenges Brandon Stark to a duel for Catlyn's hand. Catlyn "betrays" him (in Littlefinger's mind) by giving Brandon her favour, Edmure "betrays" him by "squiring" for Brandon, and then Brandon nearly kills him. So we have a teenager who is 1) in huge amounts of physical pain, 2) without friends or allies, 3) was recently raped and 4) considered unimportant and insignificant. Then, Lysa rapes him again. The fact that this poor child didn't have a full mental breakdown is genuinely suprising.

We don't know if Littlefinger knew about Lysa's pregnancy at the time. What Hoster did to her was also unforgivable -- violence begets violence, and Lysa and Hoster's relationship is full of toxicity and harm. Hoster is also just generally monstrous. If Littlefinger did know, that's another layer of complexity where his foster father aborts Littlefinger's baby, a physical reminder of the sexual violence Littlefinger endured.

A few years later Lysa convinces her then-husband, Jon Arryn, to bring Littlefinger to King's Landing. He is traumatised, he is resentful, and he is cunning. He works hard to enter the places he was once barred from, like the court, the Red Keep and the small council. Now he can take his revenge on everyone who hurt him.

GRRM often talks about the futility of revenge. House Martell is the most obvious example of this, and the speech Elaria gives is beautiful and poignient. Littlefinger doesn't get revenge on Hoster or Brandon Stark. He does kill Lysa, but that's more to shut her up. In a story with a different perspective -- and a few characters kept alive -- we could see Littlefinger as a Kill Bill style avenger, ruining the lives and families of all of those who harmed him. It could be easy to root for him, not against him as the narrative sets up.

Revenge isn't simple, and that's why Littlefinger doesn't succed and isn't an inspirational character. He never confronts anyone on what happened to him -- he's too psychologically damaged -- so instead he kills Ned and Jon Arryn, two people who had nothing to do with his traumatic experiences at Riverrun, and then he hyperfixates on poor Sansa, who looks like Catlyn in his memory. He's immature and stunted in his mid-teens. I wonder if Littlefinger and Sansa lived for another 10/20 years he'd find himself losing interest because she moved on and he can't.

Littlefinger will likely die because of Sansa, and nobody will miss him. He's not a good person. He's groomed and lied and manipulated her, and the horrors he inflicted on Jeyne Poole, supposedly her best friend, are even worse. I don't see his future death as triumphant, though, in an unbiased overview kind of way. The Starks will celebrate, because he killed their dad. No one else will really care. The Lords Declarant have got rid of an annoyance, and he wasn't really working with King Tommen or the Small Council any more.

I think there is some sadness, though, for the child who wanted to be included, wanted to be loved, and who was instead hated, abused, ignored and scarred. RIP Littlefinger, a victim of the patriachy and the class structure.

#asoif/got #game of thrones #a clash of kings #a storm of swords #a feast for crows #a dance with dragons #a song of ice and fire #grrm #george r r martin #george rr martin #catlyn tully #lysa tully #edmure tully #hoster tully #littlefinger #petyr baelish #petyr littlefinger baelish #brynden tully #blackfish #brandon stark #ned stark #catlyn stark #the small council #house stark #house tully

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

What do you mean by saying that Alicent has an emotional incesty vibe with Aemond?? 👁👄👁

Aaaaah, what a great question!

This is by no means a thought I conceptualised, and there are also people who can articulate this far better than myself; but I definitely found Alicent and Aemond’s relationship a little… odd in Episode 9. Of course, some of that is to do with the fact that Ewan and Olivia are a little too damn close in age to successfully carry off the dynamic they’re trying to sell to the audience, but there’s a lot in their interactions that further credits the following belief.

Aemond acts almost husbandly to her; he assumes a kind of responsibility over his older brother Aegon, he reassures his mother that he’ll find him, get him home, keep him safe etc. He holds her hands, looks down at her, and again there’s nothing inherently wrong with this action but it lingers a little too deliberately to not be read into. Alicent allows Aemond to take charge like this, and she seems to have cultivated a relationship with Aemond wherein she freely laments the behaviour of her eldest son like a mother complaining to her child’s father would. This shouldn’t be Aemond’s role in this family as the second son, as her child. She looks to him for almost fatherly support in dealing with Aegon. There are undoubtedly reasons for this—Alicent being a child herself when starting to give birth, her husband being a useless POS, her children having been largely removed from their own father because of aforementioned POS, her lack of stability in her role as Queen to a man much older than her who also frequently demonstrates his disinterest in her and the kids she’s given him—but the dynamic is still weird.

Aemond is a stand-in for Viserys. He’s been parentified, and seems to be a sort of disciplinarian dealing with his siblings. Alicent looks to him to perform this action, in violation of his position as second son and NOT father, centring him emotionally as her fellow parenting partner, and in doing so unwittingly casting him as her de facto husband. The only reason I don’t consider this outright incest is because I don’t necessarily believe that she’s followed through in feelings of sexual desire for Aemond/sleeping with Aemond, but the manner in which their relationship functions certainly leaves that open for negotiation.

I hope this makes sense!

#fandom asks #alicent and Aemond

[liesmyth]

the locked tomb holiday exchange rec list (part 2)

Some favourites from a first partial skim of works posted for @tlt-holiday-exchange. Find the entire collection HERE. Find my first rec list HERE.

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Do you know, Ninth, I've always wanted to challenge you? “aka a little sketch of a sweaty mid-practice moment:” Gorgeous, fierce Coronabeth.

hold their lives from a string. “God and his two dead kids.” John, Ulysses & Titania. Haunting and gorgeous.

John is actually cybersmith, send tweet. Or: memes. For the prompt: “ John trying to tell Gideon the specifics of a ten thousand year old internet drama that he thinks people on twitter had incorrect opinions on” :D

oh, to be proud of one's handiwork! Harrow/Ianthe, art of Ianthe’s makeover of Harrow in HtN.

The Birthday Supper. Nona is at the beach. it's her birthday. The composition looks suspiciously reminiscent on da Vinci's The Last Supper. Varun is there.

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Bar the Doors (Let the Games Begin). Corona/Ianthe, pre-canon, codependent incest ft. vaginal fisting.

bluebells. Modern AU, Mercy/Cytherea. “There is Cristabel, and then there isn't. Mercymorn is in therapy about it when she meets a woman named Cytherea who likes to garden.” Beautifully written, 10/10 will murder you.

Both halves sword and shield. Camilla/Palamedes role reversal; backstory fic up to GtN with necro!Camilla and cavalier Pal.

Can it really hurt you if you’re already dead? HtN canon compliant for the Canaan House river bubble. While Harrow is away, Magnus and the other ghosts have begun to realize what's happened to them. While Harrow is away, the silent specter of her true cavalier drifts through the halls.

composed of shadows, surrenders, offered love. Pre-NtN, Camilla and Palamedes navigate bodysharing and looking after an amnesiac body on a refugee planet. Cam/Pal (bodysharing masturbation ftw).

Elision. Immediately after NtN, Corona/Ianthe. Codependent incesty twins + smutty angst.

i will stay here when she goes. Anastasia/Alecto, set on the Ninth before it was the Ninth and before there was a tomb. Really beautifully written, this is going to stay with me for a while.

i’m almost me again (she’s almost you). The story behind Ianthe and Kiriona’s friendship bracelets. Ft. Gideon/Harrow feelings, pining, tentative friendship of convenience between two deeply messed up women, casual slut shaming of God. I absolutely adored this one!

Incident Report. Judith/Coronabeth, written as a mission report from Judith’s POV of that time Corona seduced her. This is HILARIOUS, in the best possible way.

John 69:420. Look at those numbers. Look at them. This fic is pure delicious crack and Tazmuir would be proud

lay all your love on me. Nona/Camilla, Nona/Palamedes, sort of Camilla/Palamedes. “Palamedes and Camilla exchange more kisses with Nona’s help. The kisses turn into something more.” Set pre NtN, absolutely lovely.

rest your head for just five minutes. Camilla and Palamedes through the years, three first nights spent in new lodgings together. Bittersweet and fluffy, canon compliant.

some assembly required. Paul/Dulcie, Paul and Dulcinea build IKEA furniture in the River. Smut, flesh magic, lots of feelings.

Technically a boner. Gideon/Harrow. “Camilla and Palamedes make an attempt to make Gideon and Harrow be less stupid about their feelings resulting in Harrow making a big dick skeleton to absolutely rail Gideon.” (YES it’s exactly what you’d expect from the summary :D)

ubi tu gaius. John/Alecto, or: a love story to end the universe. “You wrenched out my heart, put out every flame between our joined fingertips. With newly made eyes I raised my gaze to meet you, and I thought—here you are.” Gorgeous writing and wonderful Alecto POV.

you haven’t changed a bit. Jarpedon crack treated seriously, I haven’t laughed this hard at a fic in months. Also it was my gift for the exchange, give it love <3

your churning, wracking wheel. “ Lord Magus John Gaius has some with his entourage come to Rhamnous House because they have miracles, but need money, and the people at Rhamnous House have money, but need a miracle.” John and the Lyctors as a creepy Victorian cult, ft. inhuman Alecto. Temporary death, love as destruction, gorgeous, haunting prose

[recs part one] [exchange wrap post]

#fic recs #tlt fic #long post #fic exchange #tlt holiday ex 2022 #the locked tomb #tlt

[hyperray]

Just watched the finale and...

I almost feel nothing. I feel weird. I am both excited from the cool moments, and dissapointed by the cringe moments. Its like the cool matter and cringe matter met and they annihilated eahc other to zero. My mood swings about the finale is comparable to the infrared wavelength. Actually let me visualize this by showing the peaks as + and cringe moments as - +Vox laughing at the hotel's preparation -Vox swearing (Actually I'm giving a minus to all the swearing, which OH MY GOD!! There is so much of it, I have an extremely hard time to find this cool and interesting. Viv, STOP IT, PLEASE!) +General Pentious +Charlie's speech +The whole scene where everyone is enjoying themselfes before the fight -Besides Pentious expressing his feelings for Cherri (Which I do ship) the whole concept is rushed, she only appeared one time and when they are eye to eye the ship thing if forced quickly, and she only starts considering him after Angel tells her that he might have two dicks. Like, hmm, that would make it a very one sided relationship -The Charlie and Vaggie song having the same style as the Charlie and Lucifer song makes this all feel somewhat incestious. Am I the only one who feels that way? -Lute is being uncharacteristic with how she is swearing, feels a bit like the Striker treatement +I love everyone's battle outfits! I think Charlie's shield might be a reference to that one christian folklore how someone was using a shield made by Lucifer himself which later broke from another holy weapon +Alastor's shield -Yeah it is pretty weak how the angels can be killed with their own weapons, though I also find this interesting, maybe their own weapons can kill them not out of holyness, but from power-level essence, you get me? +++Besides the swearings and the Lucifer vs Adam fight, this battle was AWESOME!!! Especially Adam vs Alastor -Vox' hard on, or his entire appereance in the episode and Alastor swearing. I really hoped Al would be outside the swearing curse --"Vagatha!" "Not my name" I really feel like this is Viv's spiteful way of saying "Fuck you guys, the way I name my characters is completely fine and stop whining like there is anything wrong with it." +Angel Dust protecting the Egg Boi ++Pentiou's build up of attacking Adam and manning up to kiss Cherri ----------Pentious being casually whiped out by Adam in one pew and everyone imemdiately mourning for him. Seriously WHAT THE FUCK!!! That was the most UNDERWHELMING SHIT I've ever seen! +Razzle and Dazzle becoming Dragon and Vaggie vs Lute fight, as well as her speech to humiliate Lute +Charlie and Adam's fight and interaction +Lute ripping her arm out --The entire Adam vs Lucifer fight and interaction. Okay I expected there to be a large power gap between those two, it is Lucifer after all, but it felt too one sides, and I got second hand embarrasment for Adam by being so casually humiliated by all these silly animal transformations and insult ---Also did Lucifer really sleep with Eve too? That makes the whole view on the Morningstar family relationship so wrong. Luci and Lilith supposedly were deeply in love, but if Lucifer must've slept with Eve too it must've been soon after he met Lilith too, and Luci was trying to be a sort of prometheus figure to Eve, what a massive downplay on so many things! Though I hope he wasn't serious about it and just wanted to get under Adam's skin ----Lucifer saying "I'm going to fuck you" to Adam was the MOST VRINGE INDUCING thing here! --Adam's true face. Look I don't care if this is suppose to reflect his actor's face, why is he this white boy hill billy? Jeez, does Viv even care about the Bible lore and trying to make it more accurate than just the surface level stuff?Would it have been so hard to just make him more lore accurate? I'm seriously starting to think Viv might have a kink on that.

[olderthannetfic]

seeing "X DNI" in ao3 tags honestly confounds me. In multiple fandoms I'm in that like to focus on familial relationships (which is great for me bc I love gen) almost every single fic focusing on said platonic relationship has x-shippers dni plastered all over it. And like, I've already filtered that out dude, I don't need to be reminded of it! I can imagine that perhaps someone commenting that they see your platonic sibling fic as incesty when incest is a huge squick could be upsetting since the incest pairings are also popular in said fandoms, and I've seen people going "I SHIP!" on genfic in a way I'd call rather impolite, which is for sure frustrating if it's very obviously meant to be platonic (the author chose & for a reason, stop asking them if X and Y are going to get together!), even without the incest, but the DNI thing is just reminding me of incest when maybe I don't want to be, or just making me feel icky about a hostile fandom environment in general. I don't go to ao3 to be reminded of discourse.

Though "Dead Dove dni" is a new one I'll have to keep an eye out for. As someone who tends to skim tags or underestimate their intensity, Dead Dove has saved me some brain bleach many times so it being seen as anything but a courteous and useful "read the tags dumbass!" is so weird.

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[blackcestfest]

Week Four Recap

<3 catch up on the final week of the fest before reveals later this week <3

The Ties That Bind Me (To Horoscopes and Fate) Ship: Sirius/Regulus Rating: E Wordcount: ~6,000 Warnings: rape/non-con, moderate violence, underage, physical abuse

"Sirius could hear Orion in Regulus's room in the middle of the night when they were supposed to be sleeping. One of those nights he decides to sneak into his brother's room after their father leaves, just to check on him, but what he sees makes it impossible not to take advantage of the situation."

Her Good Boy Ship: Druella Rosier Black/Sirius Black Rating: E Wordcount: 1,273 Warnings: Underage

Walburga has always claimed that Sirius doesn’t know how to behave. Druella thinks that couldn’t be father from the truth.

Short Distance Between Love and Insanity Ship: Sirius/Bellatrix Rating: E Wordcount: 1,829

Bellatrix HATES Sirius, so why do they end up in bed together at every family ball?

Take me with you (find a way) Ship: Regulus/Sirius/Narcissa Rating: E Wordcount: 10,352

When Walburga sets up a wedding between Regulus and Narcissa, Sirius vows to do whatever it takes to get back to his brother.

M-A-M-A B-O-Y, Mama’s boy, Mama’s boy- Ships: Walburga Black/Regulus Black, Past Walburga Black/Alphard Black Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 2101

Who says romance has to be dead just because her incesty brother died? Her son can always take his place.

Lessons Ship: Regulus Black/Sirius Black Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 2026 Warnings: Underage

Before starting Hogwarts, the Black siblings are extremely sheltered. When Sirius comes back after his first term, he can't wait to show Regulus that he can use what's between his legs to make himself feel better.

James Knows Ships: Regulus Black/Sirius Black, Sirius Black/James Potter, Regulus Black/Sirius Black/James Potter Rating: E Wordcount: 5,030 Warnings: Underage Sex

James knew his best friend. He knew his best friend more than anyone else could know another person. From the first moment they met they were in sync in almost every way. Nearly every sentence that included James also included Sirius. Sirius’s wand felt just as natural in his hand as James’s own. They were closer than any two people could be. It was as if their very souls were made of the same bright light. So why didn’t Sirius admit that he was fucking his own brother?

#blackcest #blackcest fest #starcest #fest recap

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

Pillars of salt, pillars of sand (Aegon x OC, with slight Aemond x OC) Chapter three: A prisoner.

WARNINGS FOR READING: This fanfiction is dark. It will contain themes as: Non-con, dub-con, dom/sub themes, murder, torture, blood, graphic descriptions of sex, graphic descriptions of murder and graphic description of torture. As well as animal abuse, war crimes, genocide, massmurder, sadism, power-abuse and incestious relationships. Warnings will be updated as the fic goes on.

The wings of your dragon used to be your staircase to freedom, your pathway to dreams, and to feel free of being a princess even if it was just a brief moment. There has never been a moment where you felt trapped when flying on Justyce’s back. 

Until today, that is.

Today, you are flying in front of the big dragon Vhagar. She is ridden by Aemond Targaryen, your uncle. He has your brother, Lucerys, over his lap and holds him as the prize he won. It sickens you, yet there is nothing you can do about it from out of the sky.

Vhagar will win any battle. She will win any attack. The best chance will be an assault from the ground. Aemond keeps behind you, making sure not to lose sight of you. He promised you if you were to fly off; he would drop your brother to the ground far below, vowing that it will crack his skull open and that his blood will pour out the way a coconut gives milk once it is cracked. His remains would be scattered from a great distance and all you would find would be little parts of Lucerys that would long be eaten by animals before you even gathered his left hand. 

That is just your imagination making things worse. You are good at that. Excel at it, in a way. You look over your shoulder to your brother and watch as Aemond holds him tightly on his lap, flying right behind you on his beast. 

You tell Justyce to hurry and fly in the direction of the capital. Your dragon and his dragon soar over the town and most town folks are unfazed by it. This is ordinary. Normal even. Nothing about this rings alarms bells the way it should. You are taken captive into a city that you were born in. Your mother birthed you here with your eldest sibling, Jace. And now you are returning as a prisoner. 

Aemond signals you to follow behind him, as if he is the king and you are a mere peasant. He picks out a spot near the city gates, a big field of trampled grass. He hovers above it with Vhagar and yells at you to land your dragon. 

Your feelings are starting to show, there are cracks appearing in your mask. With great difficulty you mutter the command in your dragon's ear. She lands with elegance and poise in the grass field. Aemond lands after, taking in almost all the space of his dragon. You understand this is where he keeps Vhagar when he is not off riding her. She does not fit in the pit after all.

Aemond is greeted by two guards keeping the gates and the city safe. They respectfully bow their heads for him and take you in, as well as Lucerys. The kinslayer has a proud smirk on his lips when he tells them what will happen now. "This is my lovely niece, Lady Maella Strong. She will escort me to the pit, put her dragon away and follow me to the throne room of the Red Keep to bend the knee to my brother and her rightful king." He speaks smugly. You have no choice. He knows that you would put Luc over everything.

The guards are unfamiliar to you but they understand you are important. They do not dare to question their prince and ask if he wishes his dragon to have a good lunch. Aemond declines their offer. ‘’Vhagar has an appetite for something else.’’He tells them. 

You know what comes next when Aemond takes you and Justyce to the pit. You ride and control your dragon when Aemond holds you by your hips.

You are surrounded by guards the moment you land. Guards that once swore to protect you and your mother. Now they point their swords at you. They all bowed at some point in their lives for your mother, and now they are risking their lives for their new king. 

Aemond shows himself, surprising everyone by jumping off your dragon as if he is your secret lover. You remain on the saddle but you know the guards still have Lucerys. So you get off obediently. ‘’Put away your swords. She’s my prisoner.’’ He boasts, his pride unmatched. 

He turns on his heel to prove it. He looks you directly in your eyes and nods an inch to the pit, barking a command. ‘’Put your dragon away, lady Strong.’’ You have tears in your eyes when he says those words.

‘’Don’t hurt Luc. Or Justyce.’’ You beg. They mean the world to you. Aemond scoffs and rolls his eye as the men and guards of him chuckle. They find your begging just so delightful.

You enter the pit with Justyce and bring her to her usual place. It is kept empty and prepared. You bring her inside and tell her to be a good girl with a shaky voice. Justyce tilts her head in question and confusion. She does not understand. She knows something is amiss. You walk away, only to run back to your dragon before hugging her so tightly that she yelps in pain. You mutter a apology before walking away. You lock the door and take the key.

‘’I'll take that from you.’’ Aemond has followed you without you realizing so. He holds his hand open for the key of her pen. That was not part of the agreement.

You hesitate. ‘’Do you really want Lucerys to die over a stupid key?’’ He is good at playing you. You won't ever want Luc to die over a key, but Aemond would kill him for it.

Justyce is your friend but Luc is your brother. You hand him the key. He puts it in a pocket of his long coat. ‘’Don't hurt her. Please. She is my only friend.’’ You can't help but beg again tears helplessly burning in your eyes.

He has no mercy whatsoever. You are beyond saving. ‘’You are a princess. You have plenty of friends.’’ He spats angrily. You do not. You might be a princess but you are not good at it. Social events frighten and confuse you. You have little to no friends. Floris was your only human one.

You eye Justyce as a tear rolls down your left cheek. You wipe it away angrily. ‘’Not like her. No one compares to her.’’

‘’Follow me. We have a long way to go.’’ He is right. It is no short track from the pit back to the other side of the city where Vhagar is comfortably resting. You follow him, allowing him to put you in the carriage waiting for him. He joins you in the carriage and you ride in silence. You refuse to speak or look at him. He seems fine with this, keeping a smug smile on his lips the entire time.

He finally speaks. ‘’Good girl. It is good to see that you can be trained.’’ He grabs your chin as you furiously glare at him. He only chuckles when leaning in closer so he can properly smell you, breathe in your scent, and see the fear in your eyes. ‘’A lady like yourself has enjoyed way too many privileges. I will pay my respects to whoever will marry you. You will be a difficult nut to crack.’’

Cracking means breaking. He hopes for your future husband to break your will. To tame you as if you are a disobedient little girl. ‘’You are insane. I will not marry anyone.’’ You spat. He is just as Daemon, although Daemon wants you to marry to become more powerful. He wants allies when Aemond wants a man to teach you what it means to be a woman in his eyes.

‘’Let’s see what my brother the king has to say about your treason.’’ You glare at him when he speaks those words out loud. He is mad.

You did your part and now he won't do his. ‘’My brother. You promised he was to be released.’’ You speak. He laughs.

He shakes his head. ‘’No, I promised he would either be eaten by Vhagar at Storm’s End or that he would come to King’s Landing.’’ You recall and must admit that he is right.

You warn him of double crossing as the carriage finally reaches the outskirts of town, where Vhagar is held. '’Aemond, I swear to the gods…’’

He waits for the second to stop riding and takes your wrists, dragging you out first and pushing you out of the carriage. You stumble and nearly fall but can compose yourself at the very least moment. You look up...

And are terrified by what you see.

Lucerys is tied up and silently crying when you arrive. You rush over to him but Aemond grabs one of your arms, pulling you back. ‘’No, no no, Lady Strong. You will stay here with me.’’ He chuckles darkly.

He puts his hands on your hips and forces you to be pressed against him. He muses in your ear when the guards drag Lucerys over the field, to Vhagar. She approaches him, greeting him as if he is coming to court her and she is a lady. ‘’Watch, watch every moment.’’ He whispers breathlessly. 

You gulp tears of fear burning. He laughs once more. ‘’You see how she sniffs him? She smells his fear, his piss. She is calculating how to kill him the easiest.’’ There is a soft yet terrifyingly audible gasp of admiration as if he is just a little boy seeing a dragon for the first time not believing what his eye is telling him. ‘’Dragons are majestic honest creatures. A dragon does not lie. A dragon will sniff out a bastard as your brother the moment she sees him.’’

Vhagar does not care about bastards. She is a dragon. ‘’Vhagar does your bidding. She doesn't care about me or my siblings. She does not hate us. You do.’’

‘’That much is true, Lady Strong. Vhagar does not care. She won't care a bit if I tell her to swallow him whole.’’

You doubt that he would be that stupid. That reckless. Lucerys is a prince. He would be a valuable pawn to trade with your mother, the Queen. When you look at Aemond, the light has died in his eyes. You see that he notices your scoffing and hesitation. He knows you don't believe him. He feels challenged. 

And monsters are dangerous when they are challenged, dragons most of all. Aemond turns his back on you as the guards drag you behind him, as he marches to his dragon. He raises his chin to Vhagar before giving her a command that sends Chills down your spine. He points to your brother on the ground.

‘’Ipradagon zirȳla!’’  Eat him.

The colour drains from your face when your mouth opens but no sound comes out. He can't be serious about this. He is bluffing. He has to be.

You look up at Luc's trembling body. Yet he forces himself to smile when Aemond repeats the command to his dragon. ‘’Ipradagon zirȳla, Vhagar! Qūvy zȳhon ñelly, qūvy zȳhon ēngos hen se havor bē zirȳla hae lo ao emagon issare merbugon syt tubissa!’’

Eat him, Vhagar! Tear his flesh, tear his tongue out and feast upon him as if you have been hungry for days!

Your eyes flutter close and you gulp. A slap on your cheeks forces them open, and judging by Aemond’s raised right hand and his glare he is the one that hit you.

Vhagar grabs Luc by his skull, causing the boy to scream in terror as she throws him in the air. She does not care that Luc is your brother. You beg Aemond helplessly and curse him at the same time when he watches with a pleased broad grin. The Queen of all dragons sets her teeth in Luc’s neck and just briefly turns her head the way a dog would kill a pigeon. Your brother is ripped apart in front of you, his remains and blood scatter around the square in front of the city when you just scream of pure agony and heartbreak. You thought he would be happy. He took Luc's eyes. Both of them. He cut his hair. All of it. He abused and broke his finger bones. Not leaving one unbroken.

He even killed Arax, your brother's beloved dragon and pet right in front of Luc. 

And yet, he still would not grant your brother mercy.  You watch as Vhagar chews, and blood splashes from her mouth onto the stone ground. She spits some of his armour out. The Velyaron crest lies broken in front of you. Aemond lets out a laugh before turning on his heel and glaring down at your teary face. ‘’I promised you he would be eaten. I did. You were just stupid to not -’’ It would forever be a mystery what he would have said next. You do not care about his titles or that he holds your life in his hands. Your brother is dead. 

You take a fighting stance and kick him between his legs. The prince doubles over, clutching his stomach but remains on his two feet when growling at you. You have nothing left to lose so you take off running. Your gown proves a major difficulty as you trip on the fabric, falling face first on the ground with a painful smack. 

A guard gets you first, bringing a dagger to your throat when Aemond is mourning his bruised nuts. They bring the dagger to your throat. ‘’Shall we give this pretty whore a bloody smile?’’ Aemond doubts, slightly yet muses. 

‘’You kicked me, Lady Strong. You will be punished now for your actions.’’ He takes out the same dagger as you struggle, terrified. He smirks. ‘’Your eye would do, my little niece. It taught your brother so much obedience when I took it from him. It will do the same for you, my Lady Strong.’’

A sharp yet older male voice rings out. ‘’No.’’ You all turn your heads to whoever dared oppose Aemond so openly. You see Otto Hightower. Aemond’s grandsire, the father of the queen, grandsire of the usrurper and the reason you have both your eyes. 

Aemond lowers his dagger with a scowl, but when he turns around he is smiling as a innocent boy.  ‘’Grandsire. I did not realise you were here.’’ He tells the hand of the king. Otto only glares at his grandson. You hide a chuckle by softly biting your lips.

Ser Otto nods to you, instead of addressing Aemond. The monster is greatly offended that he won’t get a pat on his back from his grandsire. You smugly smirk.

‘’Princess Maella.’’ Otto calls you by your titles. You are terrified.

‘’Ser Otto.’’ You reply, showing your good manners.

Otto takes in the dragon, the blood and Aemond glaring eye.

‘’Escort the princess to the Red Keep. She must be brought before the king.’’ He orders Aemond’s knights around. You cough by hiding another chuckle as Aemond becomes as red as a tomato.

‘’You will not do such a thing. Aemond killed your leverage over me. I will go now.’’ You tell them, before taking direction to Aemond to retrieve the key of Justyce’s pen. Otto turns to Aemond. 

‘’What is she referring to?’’

Aemond takes the box out of his pocket and shows the two eyes to his grandsire. ‘’A gift for mother. Lucerys will trouble us no more. He is swimming laps in Vhagar’s belly.’’ You try to get into his other pocket with your hand but Aemond stops you with a glare grabbing hold of your arm. ‘’You are not going anywhere, little brat.’’ He growls when grabbing you. ‘’You are my prisoner now.’’ 

You never saw disgust but mostly disappointment before as when the hand coldly approaches Aemond, staring him down. ‘’You are telling me, you had two children of the usurper queen. And you killed one of them out of spite over a pitiful childhood fight?’’

Aemond raises his voice and growls, tightening his grip on your arms until you can see his finger nails in your skin. ‘’They took my eye from me!’’

‘’Had you been stronger, it would not have happened. You are as weak today as you were then!’’ Otto shouts at him. You are surprised but see who Aemond inherited his cruelty from.

It was five against one. No child could have survived it. You see Aemond scowl before he grabs your arms.  ‘’You will obey, my little prisoner. I won’t hesitate to spill more blood.’’

Otto scoffs and you are terrified as to how much he looks like Aemond when he does that.

‘’She is the king’s prisoner, not yours. Put her in the carriage. We will take the horses. We have a lot to discuss you and I.’’ Aemond drags you off by your hair as you cry in pain. Two guards open the door of the carriage. He throws you on the bench and closes the doors easily, locking it as well. You helplessly slam with your hands on the door. 

You become more and more afraid the longer you are in the carriage as images of your screaming brother echo through your mind. You try to remain strong and to listen in on the conversation Aemond and Otto are having, yet you can’t hear a word. You open your mouth and wail instead, helplessly banging with your fists against the door until your knuckles become bloody and your energy is drained.

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #dark aemond targaryen #house of the dragon fanfiction #dark aemond targaryen x oc #Aemond targaryen #Aemond one eye fanfiction #Pillarsofsaltandsand #Aegon II Targaryen X OC #Aegon II X OC #Aegon II Smut #Aegon II Fanfiction #dark! #head the warnings #dubcon #possible triggering content #She/her reader #AFAB Reader #DarkFantasy #Possible noncon #Possible gore #Old work

[baubeautyandthegeek]

Lost Hope And Strong Love – Napoleon Usher/Tamerlane Usher/Prospero Usher

A/N: Some incesty fluffy nonsense for @polyamships Multiamory March.

Hope. Napoleon had seen it fading day by day when Tamerlane talked. She was quieter now, silent almost, the pain dancing in her eyes making it all the harder for him to keep his temper when Prospero pushed his luck, sending Tamerlane skittering into his side.

His arm loops gently around her waist, steadying her even as he listens to Prospero talk, his sigh soft when the boy finishes. Perry was a keen young man, loving and crazy in equal amounts. Leo knew enough to trust the boy but Tammy, his big sister… she was so used to being the one good child, being roped into handling everything even when her world was crumbling. “So…. If we did give you some hope… Perry…. You’d behave?” Leo’s tone is soft, firm and his fingers tighten a little against Tammy’s hip, his voice softly reassuring. “Yes… Yes… I… I would. I just want to… help.” Hope flickers, briefly, then dies. Prospero steps a little closer, tucks his hand against Tamerlane’s heart, his voice low, warm. “Let me help… I can feel your heart racing Tam.” She nods, swallows, then speaks. “Alright.” Later, much later, she lies in Leo’s arms, head resting against his shoulder, the man’s hands gentle at her thighs, holding her open for Perry, the boy’s gently insistent pace drawing soft noises of pleasure until, finally, her knots a hand into his hair, pulling him deeper, his chuckle softly warm as he ups his pace, smiling when she shudders undone. “Better?” The question is soft, full of hope and Leo smiles at the weakly panted. “Mmm you’ll do I guess.” His lips find her ear, his voice soft. “I told you he was good Tam… such an eager little boy.” Leo had fallen into the habit of loving Tamerlane after the woman cracked in his arms on losing Bill, the first time. Now, he’s sure, Bill will come crawling home and he will have to hold tightly to Perry to stop the boy killing him… but for now, for now, Tamerlane is safe with them both.

#tamerlane usher #prospero usher #napoleon usher #sibling incest tw #half-sibling incest #napoleon/tamerlane/prospero #the fall of the house of usher #fall of the house of usher #tfothou #multiamory march

[litres-of-cocaine]

okay, so. i don’t think moreid is a viable ship in canon for the majority of the seasons where both derek and spencer are there. like it’s a fun ship to have and all especially because of how close and lovable the boys are, but mostly it’s a ship because you can kind of thing for me - any attempts to canonise it just seems to be reaching and using what seems like regular banter.

until season eleven that is.

goddamn season eleven more than crosses into homoerotic territories, and not just on reid’s end either which tends to be the way people look at it as an unrequited thing.

the way spencer describes morgan telling him about savannah and how he almost starts crying??

fully it’s an emotional time, watching a friends s/o in a dire situation, but the show of emotion has more to with the way derek is feeling rather than savannah’s condition. prior to the waiting room scene spencer is concerned, but calm and professional yet his behaviour changes *so dramatically* when he sees how morgan is suffering.

just thinking about what sets him off too - narrating his own realisation that derek was in love with someone else. he even asks whether morgan thinks he has found the one.

and obviously, he’s trying to make derek feel better, but there seems to be an ulterior motive there. especially with the melancholy way his conversation with morgan in 11x17 sets out. spencer’s happy for morgan, so so happy, but he seems to be pining too!

and the way reid is the one to kill his kidnapper in 11x16, and the way in derek’s hallucination he is the one who finds him dead - reid motivates him to stay alive. nothing is that accidental, come on.

and like, as much as morgan describes spencer as a ‘little brother’ and then shipping them anyway might feel a little weird, i think it indicates a familial peer relationship more that ‘brotherhood’ in like a biological sense. morgan reid prentiss are described as like the ‘siblings’ of the bau by the writers and the fandom quite often because of their banter as well as being the younger generation of bau members (and JJ and garcia might be excluded from this category as they didn’t start out as profilers), so i wouldn’t say it’s as incesty as it might seem lmao! like it’s just another way of saying ‘’we’re family, nothing can separate us as we are connected down to the soul’’.

i’m rambling, and it’s late lol, but i do think moreid is at least deliberately implied on s11 in the way the other seasons didn’t make it such an large part of their relationship.

#spencer reid #criminal minds #derek morgan #moreid #and this isn’t dunking on anyone who ships moreid prior to s11 either!! just my own personal thoughts #or anyone who doesn’t ship them either i think a platonic moried is also extremely delightful #and at least sort of fulfilled?? unlike *cough* jemily *cough* #all because the writers are afraid of lesbian ships ofc ofc #cm #your canon straights belong to me in the gay zone

[overtsexting]

Alfred/Celine?

probably an odd collection of circles lol. they’re definitely good!!! there’s a lot of angst potential when it comes to their childhoods and alfred’s health issues. especially with how in every nation, the country’s emblem is associated with the eldest child… except Firene. almost as if they were raised with the expectation that Celine might be the heir.

at the same time tho 🤔 for reasons i can’t quite explain, they don’t call to me much. like the potential is there, so you’d think it would, but maybe it’s something about her perpetual exasperation with him that feels so Normal siblings that I struggle to see it as all that incesty loool

almost like i WANT to like it, especially because of the parallels in alcryst + celine’s supports, but don’t really have any thoughts about it

#ask #alfred/celine #engagecest #ship meme #queue #fire emblem

[alphinias]

There really is 0 chemistry between jelly like I cannot see it at all I’m sorry but there’s just absolutely no comparison to bonrad. It almost feels incestious I can’t watch sometimes 🤣😭

I feel like it’s been really bad this season! Or like, more so their scenes have felt very forced. I don’t remember thinking it was so bad last season because they allowed it to be more subtle. I even remember thinking their kiss last season was pretty good. I think it’s partially on the writing too and just the fact that Jeremiah doesn’t feel like a real side of the love triangle at its core.

I still haven’t watched the new episode because I just did not feel like sitting through a big Jeremiah episode last night so I’ll answer some more asks about it later!

#I don’t think chem wise it would be as bad if they stopped trying too hard but I noticed it badly in episode 4 #ask #bellyconrad

[broomsticks]

So while we're talking blackcest!

Tonks/Sirius

🧨🧨🧨

anon did you go through my gifts or something hahaha, because i've definitely prompted this before! so yesss SHIP IT

What made you ship it?

THIS LMAO

remus : i don't have a type tonks and sirius : part of the black family but didn't get into slytherin, genderfluid, excessive amounts of eyeliner and piercings, signature leather jacket, dress like they're punk but listen mostly to queen, would take a bullet for their bike, look way more intimating than they actually are, brave, able to take the appearance of an animal, part of the order of the phoenix, not straight, clumsy but think they're smooth, combat boots, killed by bellatrix remus : okay so i may have a type

i know the point is remadora and wolfstar but part of my brain definitely saw oh you're saying tonks/sirius!!!! and RUN with it.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

points to above!!! there's a lot of opportunity for angsty tonks/sirius (tonks-as-regulus/sirius), but tbh my favorite takes on this ship are fun ones. shades of playful auror/fugitive that i also like seeing in kingsley/sirius.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

hmmm ok see. the hilarious thing with shipping taboo things is that black is white and white is black and i never know what exactly is an unpopular opinion lmfao. i don't get overly incesty vibes (or at least angsty yummy forbidden incest, "i watched you grow up" / "i grew up with you" cesty vibes from this ship at all. they both happen to have meaningful relationships with andromeda, yes, but the fact that it's a blood relationship on both sides feels almost coincidental/incidental, it doesn't "feel" much different than their mutual friendship/non-blood-relationship with remus, or with kingsley.

#tumblr games #blackcest

[wh0lemilk0vich]

Thinking lots about now Mickey is super confident being bigger and feeling sexy in his own body, he gets off on other people watching him. Plus because I'm a sucker for #Lippy perhaps Lip walks in on Mickey and Ian but Ian doesn't notice (no incesty vibes) but Mickey does but doesn't stop riding Ian just watches Lip get hornier and eventually have to get himself off while watching Mickey which gets Mickey off faster, and Ian is none th wiser. Mickey isn't into Lip but he enjoys being seen as out of reach and sexy

I'm super into it, and maybe this is weird for some folks but it's so good for me, but imagine it's like incubus Mickey 😈. Lip doesn't like them together because he thinks something is off about Mickey. Of course he's right, but he can't keep from being attracted to Mickey, even as he grows. And he grows so constantly and consistently because Ian is bottomless well of lust and sexual energy. Of course i love confident out of reach sexy human Mickey, but I'm a slut for dark monster boys. And like the combination of knowing he's out of reach and sexy to Lip too now, just makes him want to flash a pair of pitch black eyes, and some sharp teeth while he rides Ian faster, making him moan harder, and word vomit his love and worship of Mickey, who just smirks at his older brother and...is he...growing in front of Lip's eyes. Fuck, why is this so hot. This shouldn't be hot at all, I need to go deal with this. And when lip closes his eyes, he sees the same scene but Mickey starts talking to him, but his voice isn't just in Lip's head, he's hearing it physically in his ears.

I also think it would be really hot if Ian catches Lip watching him fuck his fat Mickey. He almost stops for a second, but Lip doesn't seem to be going anywhere too quickly, so he figures let him watch, I'll give him a show. He starts going even harder on Mickey, teasing, and grabbing and groping and fondling him. He sees his brother's jaw set, and he looks warm and uncomfortable. Holy shit did he just adjust himself. Ian would be equally as smug as Mickey would be, but because he know his brother is so fucking envious. That would make Ian so hot because Mickey is his. Lip will never get a chance with his big beautiful Mickey, and Ian wants to rub in his face just how good it is and just how good Mickey feels.

#gallavich au #chaser ian gallagher #chubby mickey milkovich

[adolescenceknight]

Hi there! How about ☆ and ♡ for any ship(s) that you want?

yippy!! hello!! thank you!! i'm gonna talk about SENWAR AGAIN!!!!

☆ - how would their dynamic change if they weren't related? (for ot3s and more, just choose two of them. or if it's a pairing where one of the characters isn't related to the other 2+, how would the dynamic change if they were?)

i'm gonna answer this one for an AU i have for them, because it's an AU where one of them doesn't know they're related ;3. war still definitely gravitated towards sensou and fell for her almost instantly. she never told him they were siblings so he wouldn't freak out and break the bond they had between them. at least in war's case, he still managed to fall in love with her even while thinking she was just a stranger, true love wins!!!

♡ - at what age did they start to realize their feelings for each other were a bit more than familial? if they were always incesty with each other, when did they realize it wasn't normal? and if they met before they knew they were related, how did they find out and how did they react?

back to "canon" here, war found out (god he's oblivious) around the time he was in middle school. his friend rettou let him know that what he was doing with sensou was NOT normal and that he should like, not do that anymore, lol. he got really really ashamed and tried to distance himself from sensou as much as he could but when he turned like 17 or so he realized he couldn't stay away from her. again true love wins over all 🙏

#no one knows i'm just talking about kagaminecest with extra steps #🔷 #❣️