#it also happened with daemons! its really nice

[vulpine-gentleman]

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[onion-souls]

I'm seeing a lot of the "is Warhammer 40,000 fascist" discourse everywhere in the wake of Space Marine 2. And yeaaaah, it kind of is? Or at least, that's an acceptable reading of what's happening in the text.

There's the defense that it's a satire and the setting is horrible and nobody would want to live in it, but that's also in line with fascism. Authoritarians don't think the world is super nice and gentle and that they need to beat it into shape because they're big meanies that like being mean to people. The fascist thinks that the world is cruel, a war of all against all, and that one must be strong and disciplined to survive, because the outsider and the traitor are going to attack you, take your stuff, and cause your culture to degenerate. And that is what's happening in the setting. If the Imperium wasn't scouring planets and sacrificing people by the thousands to the emperor, humanity would definitely fall to the aliens and degenerate from within by Chaos. The Tyranids aren't exactly going to sit down at the negotiating table and sign off on a trade deal. Part of the universe prolapsed into hyperspace hell because the elvish sex-cults couldn't stop making dildos out of bees and children's bones. The Orks are creature of pure, gleeful warfare and hooliganism. Even the T'au are an other type of expansionist authoritarian, just lighter and weaker. The various rebels invariably work with an evil hivemind, mutating demons, or some subversive alien force. The enemies of the fascists deserve the bullet.

And that level of necessary violence is great as the setting of a wargame where I can put my dudes up against any other group of dudes and it makes sense for them to fight to the death. There's a lot of war games where that's a huge issue, particularly historicals where you end up having to recreate actual engagements because why would my Austrians be fighting your UK forces during a War of the Seventh Coalition Napoleonics game?

But there are implications.

And when the Imperium is portrayed as detrimental in its evil, the narrative is pitting the Imperium's various bureaucracies against one of the military factions, and yeah, that's actually how most right-wing fiction and politics view government. There's a strange mixture of love of the leader and disdain for the pencil-pushers and bean-counters who won't let the good guys get the job done. The narrative that the valiant soldier is being undermined and stabbed in the back by the cushy bureaucrats is ubiquitous in even center-right literature, let alone far-right. See John Clancy and his imitators.

And also they're cool. The overt humor of the Rogue Trader to 3e era is long gone. We're not to see the likes of Obiwan Sherlock Cluseau anytime soon. The fascist theocratic space crusaders are designed and portrayed as cool, and not pathetic and lame. Most satire portrays its targets as stupid, contemptible, misguided, and wrong. But the xenos are horrible in general and still dangerous and manipulative at best. Chaos will corrupt and/or drag your soul to Hell. Even when the human soldiers die by the droves, it's something dramatic and awesome against cool monsters and daemons and its a cosmic fight with space lasers and chainsaw swords and shuriken guns and psychic mind bullets. It's awesome. The male fantasy of dying in a bayonet charge against the forces of Hell with your mates. And your bayonet is a monomolecular chainsaw powered by faith in the Emperor. So fucking sick. It's the Truffaut Effect in action, and possibly at its worse, because nobody really wants their toy soldiers to be lame and boring.

So it's definitely there. Seeing it as a setting that's just universally horrible and contemptible is certainly valid (embracing "the Grimdark"), but a pro-fascist reading is also valid and rather hard to fight.

[gay-dorito-dust]

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This is going to be really off from how bonding works lol.

But imagine that Aemon rants to Vaghar about reader having claim Cannibal to the Point that Vaghar gets curious over you (HC That Vaghar and Cannibal might have a big hate to friends relationship lol). So on one of these days when Vaghar its free to do as she pleaces she decides to look for the reader who is like "why the fuck does big old dragons keep coming to me" but reader is actually sweet to her and basically respects her a lot. Probably tells her how of a brave girl she is and how unfair too to fight human wars.

And Vaghar is like "oh if you knewww" and starts to like reader more than her own rider.

Cannibal IS getting jealous over this. Reader is his 😤!!

But one random day Aemon has the fantastic idea of try and persuade reader to marry him and he is being lowkey creepy and pushy. And what happens ? Not one, TWO BIG DRAGONS APPEARS.

Yes baby!! Canninal is sooo angry he may as well burn him alive but seeing the suprise and offended look Aemon gives to Vaghar as she protects reader its a nice suprise too.

And Vaghar its on mother mode. 😤💞!! She is lowley ashame over her own rider and will roar to him to stay away, then when reader and Cannibal leave together Vaghar wil ignore Aemons command and fly off with them too.

No because I love the ideas that reader is just so likeable that dragons just finds themselves attracted to them.

Besides I’m pretty sure Aemond and Vhagar don’t have a strong a bond as like daemon and Caraxes for example, so I wouldn’t be surprised if vhagar finds reader to be the better choice and wishes that reader was her rider, and not some wish version of Visenya.

Aemond: they should be mine, we ride the biggest dragons of Westeros, why can’t they see that we’re meant to be!

Grandma Vhagar: *sick and tired of hearing Aemond whine about you and just flies off to seek you out herself*

You would be with cannibal just chilling and all of a sudden an Aemond-less Vhagar just lands in front of you and stares you down as Cannibal growls at her in warning of what he’d do to her if she came here to harm you. He doesn’t fuck with you and neither should anyone else, not Vhagar, Craxes, hell not even Balerion or Meraxes if they were still alive would fuck with you with Cannibal to protect you.

But you just casually go up to Vhagar and start petting her snout and saying; oh Vhagar, you’re forced by the hands of man to do their bidding once again. You poor girl who just wants to be left alone in peace and yet they don’t respect that.

Vhagar is pretty much purring now as she closes her eyes, allowing your sweet words of praise to comfort her old and decrepit body into a state of rest; cannibal, you have chosen a true diamond of a rider with this little one.

Cannibal staring her down, still a little on edge but resonating how she feels about the selfishness of the Targaryen dynasty: I know and I shall treasure them as one until I die. But be reminded Vhagar that they are MY rider, not yours. You should’ve remained riderless if you wished to have them but it’s far too late, I’ve came for them and now they’re mine until death do us part.

Vhagar: I know that, dear Cannibal, but that does not mean you shall keep me from them for I shall always be watching over them when you can not.

Cannibal growls at this but doesn’t do anything outside of that because he doesn’t like you scolding him.

So when Aemond finds out where Vhagar goes when he’s busy, he will be ten times worse then before because if you claimed cannibal and also have Vhagar taking a liking to you, then this must mean that you are destined to marry him regardless! He would hunt you down himself and corner you somewhere remote as he looks at you with a weird and possessive look in his eye, as he then proceeds to spout nonsense about how you and him were two halves of the same soul and how you were truly a blessing for two of the largest dragons in history to come for your presence.

His dragon deity he’d probably call you because when has two dragons ever flew in search of someone before? It had always been people claiming them but never the dragons searching for their one true rider. You were truly a specimen for history to recount decades from now as historians ponder whether you were something else all together.

Could you imagine the future Targaryens reading about you in history books? The one whom summons dragons? Dragon priest/priestess? Whatever other titles they might give you in the future long after you’re gone.

So Aemond is obviously coming on too strong for your liking and all of a sudden, he’s eclipsed by not one but TWO behemoth shadows belonging to Cannibal and Vhagar, they have heard enough from Aemond and didn’t like the unease and fear that they felt coming from you as the one eyed prince kept hounding you with his advances for marriage. Once was fine but this was too much and they didn’t want Aemond to do you any harm just for saying no.

(Whether your are already betrothed to Cregan or Benjicot or Jace, or Addam Velaryon I’ll let you decide that)

Your hand is/is not taken as of yet and they will not allow Aemond to sully that because of his delusions and conceptions.

Aemond is shocked and upset to see that Vhagar was blocking him from you as you quickly mounted Cannibal, who was looking at him as though he were his soon to be dinner, and whispers; ‘Vhagar, why?’

Vhagar only roars at him and growling every time he tried to step closer to her, upset herself that her supposed rider was a weird man with an obsession for things he couldn’t have. She waits for when you and Cannibal to take off to the skies before following behind as a safety precaution, blatantly disregarding Aemond’s cries as they become nothing the further she goes, forcing him to realise that their control over dragons was merely a farce.

[paulyenvol6]

At your mercy (Part 1)

Based on this request

I wrote so much that I decided to split the story into two parts so this is part 1 and part two will probably be out tomorrow. Also, thank you so much to the person that requested this, I really love the concept and I hope you're happy with it too. I feel like I drifted away a little and Daemon is more like mean and soft dom rather than only soft dom but I hope that's fine :)

Contains: smut, chain play, kissing, touching, breast/nipple play, possessiveness, soft & mean dom Daemon

Wordcount: ~4.28k

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You had only been gone for four days and already missed Daemon which, when you thought about it made sense.

You obviously had been spoiled these past months with him being by your side every second because now, standing in the streets of Pentos, your home, you couldn't help but miss your real home, Daemon. But you knew that it wouldn't be long until you saw him again and you were also genuinely happy to be back in the place you were born. All these familiar scents and colours that you simply didn't smell and see in King's Landing.

The streets were crowded with merchants and salesmen, common people, whores and little children all shouting and screaming so they could be heard. That was one of the things that you missed in King's Landing because though similar scenes took place in the streets of the capital, you, as the king's brother's betrothal, were not supposed to interact with the small folk in the streets. It was too dangerous.

Even now you were accompanied by two of your handmaidens, four knights and your travel compagnion Ygor to guide and protect you. Daemon had insisted on it even after you had told him that you knew the city better than King's Landing and any other place in the world and had said that one knight should be enough.

But now there you were, strolling through the streets with your little group of people. You had come to Pentos to discuss some details for your wedding gown and that was already almost done now. A young, meereenese tailor had presented the magnificant rosé dress to you and your jaw had dropped. This had been one of your wishes for your wedding. You wanted to be dressed in traditional Pentoshi clothing and of course Daemon had granted you this wish. And though it took some effort to have one of the finest tailors in Essos to design your wedding gown, of course the crown had been able to instruct it and when you had laid your eyes on the dress you knew that everything was worth it.

It was lovely with its wide sleeves and the lace covering parts of its front and your arms. It fell down in several layers and had your neck and shoulders exposed. You just hadn't been able to stop thinking about what Daemon would say when he saw you in that dress for the first time and it made your heart flutter.

But now all of that was finished, the nice tailor had written down the little changes that you desired and you had told your travel company your wish to stroll through the city. It was burning hot, way hotter than it was in the capital and you were happy about the umbrella that your handmaidens held over your head in order to protect you from the sun.

You saw little children desperately licking up the last drops of water in their cups, elders fanning themselves with wind and goats crouching against the cool stoney walls in an attempt to escape the sun. Your eyes picked up everything and you were almost not fast enough to notice the different scenes happening in front of you. Memories from long ago came back to your mind when you remembered yourself right here. You were of noble birth so of course you hadn't spent your time on the ground with other small folk children but you had always enjoyed joining your maids when they had needed to make a trip into the city.

Suddenly your attention was drawn to a fair on the other side of the street and you stopped. The building was beautiful and it seemed like the place was crowded with people coming and going.

"I would like to see this fair," you said turning around to Ygor and he nodded.

"Of course, princess."

So it was decided that two of your knights would come with you and the rest would wait outside as it was so crowded that you would probably loose them in the there anyway. You were excited to see what the fair was selling and jingled the coins in your pockets. You really wanted to buy something for Daemon to surprise him when you came back. Perhaps some exotic food or a nice scarf?

You calmly moved through the crowd and saw merchants shouting louder than the other. They wanted to sell their stuff and weren't afraid to brag with promises about their products. But your eyes wandered to a small tent where fewer people were standing. The scent of roses and sandalwood filled your nose and you were drawn to it so you slowly walked to it and pulled the drape to the side so you could enter the tent while your guards waited outside.

"Gevie riña, byka riña, rytsas," (Beautiful girl, little lady, welcome) the saleswoman shouted when she saw you enter.

"Sȳz tubis," (Good day) you answered with a friendly nod.

"Or do you speak the common tongue, my lady?" the saleswoman then asked with a little accent, perhaps seeing in your clothes and jewelery that you didn't live in Pentos.

"I speak the common tongue as well," you said.

"That's good. I'm from Myr and I can't understand the low valyrian spoken here."

You nodded and smiled and then started to look around in the tent.

"What are you selling?" you asked your eyes on all the little bottles and cans that stood on shelfs or tables.

"Whatever it is you desire, my lady. Candles, oils, jewelery, erotic products."

Your eyes met hers and you felt butterflies in your stomach. Mayhaps you could find your betrothed a little gift in here.

"Come, pretty lady. What scents do you like? I have jasmine candles, lavender oil, that's very good for the skin. Or do you want a towel made of the finest cotton your skin ever touched."

You were overwhelmed with the saleswoman's fast tongue and tried to keep up with all the products she offered you. At last you chose a champaca oil for the hair because you knew how much Daemon liked the scent. And you additionally decided to buy a bottle of sandalwood perfume, a jar of lip balsam and a candle that smelled of honey and awoke a hunger for banana bread in you. The kind saleswoman wouldn't stop talking and you couldn't stop smirking while listening to her flood of words. But in the end you were content and strolled through the tent to see the corners with jars and bottles and etiquettes so small one almost couldn't read what it said.

You halted by a shelf with chains and raised your eyebrows. Something about them interested you and you examined the shiny metal. It felt cold in your hand, a contrast to the burning heat and the mixture of all the different smells that made your head dizzy. The chains felt good in your hand and you let your finger run over the coldness. You didn't exactly know why but suddenly you felt like buying one. You were in a good mood and something about them excited you and it made your insides flutter when you thought about one of them in Daemon's hand… and feeling the coldness on your skin. You decided to take one and chose a pretty silver one that was one of the longest. The saleswoman was pleased to see that you had once again found something to your liking and took the chain from your hands to put it in a beautiful velvet box. But before she closed the cover you cleared your throat.

"Could you…," you began and the woman raised her gaze.

"Could you personalize it?" you asked while feeling the heat in your cheeks because the thought that had just entered your brain made you feel aroused.

"Of course, pretty lady. What would you like to have on it?"

You reached inside your pocket and quickly found what you were looking for.

"This."

It was a pendant with a dragon on it. Daemon had gifted it to you back when you had only known him for a few moons and ever since that day you had always kept it close to you. Now you thought it was time to have the pendant on a chain so you could wear it around your neck or your body with his pendant always on your skin. The saleswoman smiled friendly and took the pendant that you had offered her.

"Of course. No problem. You can get the chain in two days, until then it should be done."

You thanked her, paid her and now finally wanted to leave but yet again when you walked towards the entrace you stopped. You hadn't seen this part of the tent because it was right next to the exit and you hadn't looked to your right when you had entered. There was a small shelf with rings of silver and gold that reflected the light that shone through the entrance. You frowned and turned around to the saleswoman.

"What are those?" you asked and she swiftly came forward.

"They are decoration for a woman's body, my lady. You wear them on all your most initmate parts to feel everything thrice as much."

You blushed hearing her words but grew interested.

"You can wear them on your lips or nose or ears but also on your nipples and between your legs. A man will find himself pleased with the jewellery embellishing the woman's body but what he doesn't know is that she feels everything so much more intense."

You raised your eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"It leaves you breathless. Gives you pleasure and overtakes all your senses. Everything you have ever enjoyed, you will enjoy even more with these rings on."

You gulped and felt a little anxious but curious at the same time. The thought of having a ring pierced through your sensitive nipples scared you but what she had described sounded exciting. And yet you decided to leave. You had already bought so many things and finally wanted to get back to the mansion you were staying in to rest and drink some water. That's why you smiled, said goodbye once more and walked out to meet with your guards. All the way back you felt flushed and fussy, not only becaus e of the chain you had purchased but because you still thought about these mysterious little rings…

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As you had promised, two days later you found yourself in the mysterious little tent of the saleswoman again to pick up your chain. She was in a good mood and raved about how pretty the chain looked with the pendant and you were happy when she handed it over to you. You had been nervous to come back here not because you felt uncomfortable but because you were in the same room as the little rings that you hadn't been able to abandon from your mind these past days. What the woman had described had left you curious and aroused and you had caught your thoughts drifting to them over and over again. The merchandiser had seemingly noticed your interest as well because she followed your gaze and smiled softly.

"You can try one," she said and your eyes shot to her.

"What?"

"I'm sure they would look pretty on you, my lady."

You chuckled and nervously toyed with your fingers.

"I don't know… Doesn't it hurt?"

The woman shrugged. "Perhaps. But perhaps it is worth it."

You thought about it and chewed on your lower lip. You would definitely like to try but… what if it was too uncomfortable? Or what if Daemon didn't like it? The saleswoman watched you while you were deep in thoughts and then grabbed your hand to pull you closer to the shelf with the rings.

"Gold would look magnificant on your brown skin, pretty lady," she said. "You should try it. I've never met a man who didn't like to see his lady decorated like a princess."

You grinned and let her guide your fingers to touch one of the rings. You watched them for a while and then straightened up.

"Alright. I should like to try."

"Wonderful," the saleswoman smirked.

"Lysiros!" she shouted and seconds later a young man with thick brown hair entered the tent from a back entrace.

"Skoros iksis ziry?" (What is it?)

"This lovely young lady would like to have a ring on her…?"

You anxiously lowered your gaze.

"Nipples," you mumbled and the saleswoman smiled widely with lifted eyebrows.

"So be it."

And so the woman's assistant who turned out to be a very kind and soft man pierced both your nipples with two pretty gold rings. It only slightly hurt and you were thrilled when you watched yourself in the mirror.

"Are you happy, pretty lady?" the saleswoman said when she watched your reflection.

"Yes. Very," you said feeling delighted and couldn't wait for your betrothed to see it.

You wanted to see his eyes when they wandered down your body and how they changed their colour every time he felt lustful. Just the mere thought of him made you slightly press your legs together and so after you had paid for the rings the only thing in your head for the rest of the day was Daemon.

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It was two days later when your travel company and you set sails for King's Landing and by now you missed Daemon so much that you wished he could just come and get you on his dragon so you were united again. But you had no choice but to daydream about him during the four days it took to sail from Pentos to King's Landing and when you finally stepped on Westerosi ground again excitement and joy were controlling your senses. It was evening already and your head raced as you thought about where Daemon might be and you came to the conclusion that he probably already was in his chambers. So you sent your servants to bring your things to your room. The things you had bought from the saleswoman in the fair though you took with you as you made your way up the many stairs to the red keep.

The corridors were dimmed and not a lot of people except guards strolled through the halls. You almost tripped from your excitement and hoped that you might be able to catch him off guard while he took a bath so you sneakily opened the door to his chambers and quietly made your way inside. You saw his clothes on a shelf next to the curtain that separated the room from another part of it in which the bathtub was so you knew that you had been right. Now you just had to quietly take off your clothes and then you could surprise him…

"Hello?" you suddenly heard him say loudly and you freezed. This hadn't exactly worked and you sighed. But quickly you were filled with happiness again because he was there and you could see him now finally. You swiftly walked to the curtain and pulled it to the side.

"Good evening, betrothed," you smirked as Daemon looked up to you and smiled when he recognized you.

"My love," he sighed and you swiftly hasted to him to wrap your arm around his head and press kisses to his wet head.

"I've missed you so much," you complained and he reached up to wrap his arms around your back.

"Come join me please," he said and you chewed on your lower lip.

You had wanted to surprise him with the rings on your nipples but right now felt too nervous to reveal them yet. You wanted to enjoy some time with him first and only then present to him what you had done. So you nodded and stripped in front of him but let your undergarments on.

The Rogue Prince frowned when he realized what you were doing and raised his hand.

"What is this?" he said commandingly and you gave him your best puppy eyes.

"I want to leave it on."

"Why?"

You just shook your head and he suspiciously watched you with small eyes.

"I just feel like it," you eventually whispered and Daemon exhaled but lowered his hand.

"Fine. Come here now."

He made some space between his legs and you carefully entered the tub and sat with your back against his chest. He immediately wrapped his arms around your body to press you close to him and you just hoped he wouldn't feel the rings yet. Daemon buried his face in your black hair and inhaled your scent.

"Gods. I missed you, little one."

You smiled and let yourself rest against him. The both of you closed your eyes and just enjoyed the moment until he opened his mouth.

"How was your trip, love?"

"It was good. But it would've been better with you."

Daemon kissed the back of your head. "I know."

"The wedding gown is lovely though. I can't wait for you to see it."

You felt him run his hand over your thighs and he smiled against your hair.

"I'm sure you'll look breathtaking."

"What did you do while I was gone?"

Daemon sighed. "Nothing much. I went on a hunt with Viserys."

You slightly turned your head so your cheek was resting on his chest. "Really?"

"Yes. It was nice."

You smiled widely. "It's good that you're bonding again."

Daemon hummed and closed his eyes while caressing the skin he could reach with your undergarments on. After a few more minutes you thought that it was time to show him your gifts and you straightened up in his lap which he commented with a grunt.

"I have a surprise for you," you whispered and couldn't hide the smile on your face.

"What surprise?" he asked and opened his right eye.

"Come on. I'll show you."

So the two of you left the bathtub and Daemon caringly wrapped a towel around your dripping body and then one around himself. You slightly turned away from him as you took your soaked undergarments off so you were bare underneath the cotton towel. Then as Daemon had dried his body you walked to the box of things you had purchased at the fair. Your betrothed, only covered with a towel around his hips, followed you and took his seat on the bed.

"Well," you started. "I've bought a candle."

You presented the item to him and Daemon smirked and grabbed it.

"Honey," he said and you nodded. "And I bought a perfume and an oil for my hair and some balsam for my lips."

You showed each box and jar to Daemon who examined it closely and then put it on the table.

"Very nice," he then said in the end and you smirked mischievously.

"And I have something else," you whispered quietly and Daemon watched you with small eyes. You grabbed the pretty velvet box and handed it to him.

"Open it," you spoke and he smirked.

"Alright."

He did and his eyes slowly wandered to your flushed skin after he had laid his eyes on the chain. There was something like surprise in his eyes and as if he wanted to ask you if you really wanted this.

"I want you to use it on me," you whispered and came a step closer to him.

Daemon's eyes darkened and he ran his hand over the chain and then the pendant.

"I want to wear it. I want to wear your pendant on my skin. Because I'm yours."

He let out a little chuckle as he observed the chain once more and then reached out to grab your hips and pull you towards him. But there was one more thing for him so you put your hands on his' and stopped him.

"Wait," you breathed and his eyes met yours.

"Why? I want you," he hissed and you felt goosebumps rise on your arms.

"Just wait, Daemon."

He let go of you and you took a step back again. A smile was drawn to your face as you rested your hands on the towel wrapped around your body.

"I have one more surprise for you. And I hope you're gonna like it."

Daemon's eyes flashed and he slightly leaned back with a smug look on his face.

"I don't think anything could hide underneath this that I couldn't like."

Slowly you removed the towel from your body and his gaze dropped to wander over your body. As you had expected it Daemon stopped at your nipples and at first you couldn't read his expression. Then he started to smirk, put the box with the chain next to him and patted his thigh.

"Come here."

You obeyed him and walked to him with wobbly knees. Daemon adjusted you on his lap while keeping his eyes on your breasts all the time. Now his face was exactly the right height to examine your dark nipples that were decorated with two small gold rings.

"Pretty," he whispered with small eyes and you felt butterflies in your stomach.

He slowly ran a finger over your right nipple and slightly flicked the ring which made you hiss. They were still fresh and your nipples were even more vulnerable to his touch.

"A bit sensitive, aren't we?"

You blushed from the excitement as Daemon traced the outlines of your nipples but then looked at your face again.

"Did it hurt? Getting them pierced?"

You shook your head. "Not a lot. The saleswoman's assistent was very careful. He even – "

"He?" Daemon suddenly asked with lifted eyebrows. There was a frown on his face and you quickly shook your head.

"No, don't worry. He didn't do anything inappropriate."

But Daemon clearly was angry as his touch on the side of your breasts became more rough.

"I don't like when another man sees what's mine. Makes me very angry," he whispered threateningly and you once again shook your head.

"I swear it to you, Daemon. He was professional and there wasn't one wrong look."

But your betrothed had clearly already made up his mind and possessively wrapped his left arm around your back.

"Next time someone touches you I'll cut their hands off. And if someone lays their eyes on you for too long I'll carve their fucking eyes out."

Then he softly pulled at the left nipple ring which made you twitch on his lap.

"Mhmm," you hummed and Daemon was delighted by watching your reactions.

He flicked it to the side and then lowered his head to circle your nipple with his tongue and move the ring around. The feeling was incredible and you realized that the saleswoman hadn't exaggerated with her words. Everything was so much more intense and you were extremely sensitive around your nipples. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure and that was exactly what you loved and couldn't get enough of.

Daemon grew more eager with his touch and after a while he picked you up with one strong arm and threw you on the bed. Without giving you any time to adjust yourself he crawled to lay on top of you and placed his legs between yours. He lowered his head once again and devoured your left nipple while his hand took care of the other.

"I really like your surprises, sweet girl," he growled and you happily buried your hand in his hair.

"You're not gonna be able to do anything after I'm done with you. You don't know what you have done with showing me these things."

You pressed your core against him in anticipation and moaned when his finger pulled at the ring on your nipple. Then he started to massage your whole breast and the coldness of the rings on his fingers felt amazing. And the way they clinged against your piercings every now and then…. You already felt sore on your nipples and they were swollen from his mouth on you but neither of you cared. You let him savour your skin and he was like a wild animal claiming his prey.

After a while Daemon stopped and lifted his head. You watched him curiously to see what he would do next and felt yourself blush when he reached to the box to take the chain. He held it in his hand and examined the dragon pendant with great pleasure and then turned to you again. Daemon rested himself on top of you again and put the chain on your collarbone. The coldness made you twitch and he slowly dragged it over your body.

"What should I do with this, mhm? I could tie you up against the headboard, would you like that? I think the chain would do nicely to keep my precious girl under my control."

You felt the heat between your legs and wished he would do something about it. But Daemon just pulled the chain higher until the pendant glistened on your neck.

"Or I could choke you with it until you cry for me to stop. Would you like that?"

You nodded with wide eyes and felt yourself getting deeper and deeper into subspace. Next, the chain was over your mouth and Daemon ran the little dragon over your partly opened lips with lustful eyes.

"Or I'll gag you with it. So I can make sure you'll behave and I don't have to listen to your complaints."

Your eyes fluttered and your hands helplessly clung to him.

"Please. Do whatever you like," you whispered and felt how soaked you already were between your legs.

"I will, sweet girl," he purred.

[writingsofwesteros]

Imagine instead of marrying Alicent, Viserys decides to marry Rhaenyra with Gwayne. Otto reluctantly agrees, hoping Gwayne could get control of Rhaenyra and when Viserys should die, his grandson could take the throne. However, what otto didn’t take into mind was how easy his son had been dominated by the dragon princess. Since Rhaenyra held some love for Alicent, she found it easy to fall for Gwayne, she just had to get used to his dramatics. And she somehow managed to get rid of Otto, without the whorehouse scandal, with Otto gone, she saw how much more relaxed Gwayne and Alicent became.

Also, during Gwayne and Rhaenyra’s wedding, instead of Daemon asking out Laena to dance, he asked Alicent. He didn’t necessarily dislike Alicent, he just really hated Otto and Gwayne was just a pain to him hut he really liked the innocence and pious attitude the Hightower girl displayed. So seeing his niece enjoying herself with Gwayne, he thought perhaps he could also give Alicent a chance. After he’d marry the young girl, he would step away from kingslanding for a while and he saw how much more happier the girl looked being away from overbearing fathers and politics

Just imagine:

Red-head Jace

Jace and Helaena bethrotal would actually happen!!!

All the green children receive fatherly love!

Aegon wouldn’t be such a broken/nasty person since his father saw how his son was experiencing a similar fate as he did years ago and he doesn’t want his son to suffer through that.

Daemon would comfort Aemond for not having a dragon and take him out on rides with caraxes, sometimes without Alicent’s knowledge they would go look for wild dragons to see if he son could claim one.

As for sweet Helaena, Daemon knew his little girl was a dreamer and he couldn’t be more proud of his seed bearing such a special gift.

Daemon would also refuse Otto’s wishes to send Daeron to Oldtown, he doesn’t want his little boy separated from his family.

The husbands find out their wives use to hold some affections for each other when they were younger, perhaps they could put their old rivarly aside and maybe even get to know each other better;)

Alicent agreeing to ride with Syrax and Rhaenyra<3

ALL OF THIS

Its warmed my heart from the stupid show :(

What do we think of a name for it?

Rhaenyra dominating Gwayne is too damn hot..they are both so bratty but she can dom him well...especially older Rhaenyra !

Daemon will take Alicent away and their little family can grow up nicely.

Red head Jace !! Oh he would be the cutest!! Sweet boy following his parents around with Gwayne placing him on his shoulders.

Aegon would be the most jolly babe which follows him into adulthood..he's so pathetic still but the sweetest .

Oh the father and son having secret rides on dragons. He clutches at his father as the both search for dragons.

Helaena being so soft and sweet but being able to communicate more as well as Alicent understanding her touch aversion.

Daeron will always stay with his family, such a mamas boy with his lady blue dragon

[astaldis]

Why is House of the Dragon allegedly so much better than The Witcher?

Just watched House of the Dragon S2 and I must say - I found it pretty boring in many parts?

Sorry, but the whole thing mostly and disappointingly feels like a very long and repetitive prologue to what might come in S3. And they do many things that are loudly criticised in The Witcher, some even a lot worse, but with HotD people seem to not mind? Honestly, this really puzzles me. Yes, the costumes and make-up might be better, but:

It's all over the place on the whole continent of Westeros and even outside of Westeros with people traveling from place to place in no time at all. OK, on dragon back, you can do that, but they also do it on foot and by boat. I remember some of the geography of the continent because I was very much into Game of Thrones some years back when it aired and also read all the Song of Ice and Fire books that were available (not the ones HotD is based on though), but the constant jumps from one place to the next are really confusing imo and you'd need to have a map by your side all the time to remember where is what. When the Witcher does that, it is criticised heavily.

Same with people, there are so many main and minor characters, some even with similar or the same names, how the fuck are you supposed to remember who's who and who is related to who and how, who belongs to which house, and who's allied to who and who's feuding who without looking it up again all the time somewhere on the internet? With all the incest and extramarital activities resulting in a host of illegitimate progeny, I found this extremely confusing, a lot more so than in The Witcher.

And does anybody have a shimmer of an idea of how much time has passed since the old king's death? Must be at least months but you hardly ever get any hints about it. And this poor girl, how long is she wandering around the desolate highlands alone trying to find the wild dragon? Must have been weeks judging by the other things that happened in the meantime ...

Maybe it's just me, but I did not find any of the characters really compelling. Not that they are not well acted, the acting is good enough, but emotionally they did not really leave any impression on me. Maybe the only character I find a bit interesting is Queen Helaena and this very young Lord Tully who shows unexpected spine and stands up to Daemon in front of the Riverlords. There are so many seemingly random new side characters popping up all over the place, too, miraculously gaining importance that one is supposed to keep track of, but also none of them that was in any way inspiring it me. And the poor cute Bracken knight only drew his sword and was already dead in the mud on a battlefield with hundreds of men hardly a second later ...

Rhaenyra suddenly and out of the blue kisses this lowborn woman (was her name even mentioned? I cannot for the life of me remember it). I don't have anything against women kissing, not at all, but why? There is no mention of anything going on between those two at all afterwards. Are they in a secret relationship now or not? I haven't read the book and don't know if it's in there, but how is that kiss, as it seems to have no relevance to the plot at all, not 'woke' catering to the LGBTQ community? But everything the Witcher does is?

Then there are the dragons you have to keep track of in addition to the many people and places. How many dragons are there? And who rides which one? And why the heck would a dragon in its right mind choose this dubious Ulf character who accidentally stumbles into its cave as a rider???

And the plot? Honestly, was there, beside the one fight between the three dragons, anything that was really exciting? I remember nothing, no battles, no good sword fights, nothing but TALK. At lest 90% of the plot is repetitive talking about politics and plotting and scheming. I have nothing against a nice political intrigue and of course that's what happens at courts and it can be interesting too. It was in Game of Thrones where you had really interesting characters, too. But here I found it mostly boring and uninspired. And The Witcher is criticised for having too much politics and too many side characters although it has a LOT less so than this season of HotD.

They also seem to have conveniently forgotten that in GoT they established that Targaryans would not burn from fire. In the books this happens only once because some kind of blood magic was performed, but in the show it happened several times, so it seemed to be the rule, not the exception. HotD thus kind of refutes their own made-up lore, which I found confusing and had to look it up online. (They could easily have made Aegon suffer from bad injuries due to the fall instead.)

The music was rather uninspiring, too, imo, except for the intro which is the well-known one taken from GoT and the music at the end of E8 which was partly based on the Rains of Castamere, otherwise there was not a single piece of the soundtack that would make me want to buy and listen to it. The Witcher has quite a few that I listen to again and again (including, of course, Jaskier's songs, but many more).

What I also like a lot better about The Witcher: It does not take itself that seriously and there is quite a bit of humour in it. In HofD S2, the imo funniest piece of dialogue was: "I want you to fuck my wives." - "How many wives do you have?" (that was between this pirate commander, don't remember his/her? name, and Lord Tyland, was that his name?) . And maybe the truest sentence in the show by this random braggart in the tavern who miraculously turns into a dragon rider Ulf: "A sense of humour would do you all good."

All in all, the only thing that I have found to be really good and outstanding about HotD S2 are the dragons. Without them, it would be less than mediocre. I don't think I would want to rewatch it and feel no desire to look up any of the characters and their relationships etc to find out more about them. I cannot say in how far it is or isn't faithful to the source material as I have not read the book(s?) HotD is based on, but even if it's more faithful to the source material, this has failed to make it a great watch like GoT (minus the ending, that was worse than the poorest fanfic could have thought it up). With the dragons it is alright to watch once, hoping for a more exciting S3, but there is absolutely no way it deserves higher critic/audience scores/ratings than The Witcher S3, the contrary.

Update: To clarify, I don't really mind many things that I mentioned about HotD, I can totally live with an unclear timeline and many characters, even if it's not easy to remember every name, relationship etc. If I really like a show or character, I simply look it up, no problem. But these are all things I have seen people criticise The Witcher for on social media, and then they say HotD is so much better. That's what really puzzles me. What I definitely liked about HotD is the diverse cast and that there are many female characters with a lot of screen time and importance. It's not a bad show, only I like The Witcher much better despite its flaws. This is not meant as an anti HotD post but a pro Witcher post.

[boundwithpurple]

ok looooong writing state of the union summer 2024 below the cut:

first you have my two long long-standing WIPs: wife, mistress, queen and gentle mother, font of mercy. wmq is divergent enough from the canon that i want to work steadily at it (no more year long gaps between chapters hopefully) but i feel like i can hopefully take as long as i need with it. i want to get gmfom done before s3 - it follows s1 really closely and then diverges right at the end around 1.08 and it’s so much shorter it’d be nice to wrap it up. short term, i want to get ch. 3 done before the end of the month.

two fics for FTH. the first is a transfeminine alicent old valyria AU, and the second is filling in the 1.07-1.08 timeskip in daemyra’s relationship and the traumas to be overcome in a marriage to your uncle (his and the ones he inflicted upon you and how they are connected etc.) not due till the end of the year but i want to at least make good headway in july. (right now i’m in the mental contemplation stage but have not gotten down any actual words).

i have some other WIPs that are not as involved/more contained: two more postulant chapters and a second chapter of what scar, what light, what fire. i have what happens in these fully mapped out and just need to write them. possible diversions from the above.

the next three chapters of i can wander the wreck. basically my fic for last year’s smut4smut was originally a lot more ambitious and encompassed all my recipients prompts but i ran out of time. and this sequel is hitting most of the rest of those prompts and has its own arc.

we practice resurrection every night has become a series where i just throw various PWP fics featuring rhaenicent sexually working through alicent’s rape trauma in an established relationship in some AU where rhaenyra took the throne off 1.08. very self-indulgent and soothing. i have at least one firmly conceived of fic here, other vaguer ones drifting around in the back of my mind.

i have recently also been mentally mapping out a quite upsetting AU that’s like a targaryen take on allyoops’ Grown Accustomed to Your Vice. aka integernational incest cult… i really want to be writing about sexual trauma again lol…i think this would be a series? i have a pretty firm conception of the first daemyra fic and a related rhaenicent fic. there is a daemyra week upcoming in july i might try to get the first ready for.

another one of my modern AU options, maybe.

also for daemyra week i have 1) a crossdressing fic i started last summer to finish 2) i have this eunuch daemon fic universe in my head which i usually rotate in the context of like daemon whump/visaemon non-con but also have this idea for eunuch daemon who is her dad’s brother-concubine giving rhaenyra sex lessons on request…

a rhaenicent sequel to dragonborn. another one i have a good conception of but simply need to actually write.

maaaaaybe some sequels to the rapture of that cruelty which yet is love? i just want to write some more vampire sex so like, alicent’s introduction to life as rhaenyra’s blood bag concubine and maybe helaena joining the party.

[thetinksessays]

The Velaryons Deserve Better

...except Corlys.

Introduction

I'm not sure how it happened, exactly, but I'm become quite fond of the Velaryons, by which I mean Laena, Laenor and Vaemond.

I do not like the way they are treated both in universe and in the fandom. Let's talk about it.

In Universe

(To keep things simple, we're going to stick with the Showverse here.)

So, in universe, Laena and Laenor are the disposable spouses Rhaenyra and Daemon accept when they can't have each other. It's unclear how much Daemon actually cares about Laena or how much Rhaenyra cares about Laenor. I'm going to guess not much, seeing as they happily have sex on the day of Laena's funeral.

Laenor

Laenor is treated terribly. Rhaenyra chooses to birth not one, but three obvious bastards, leaving poor Laenor to be laughed at as an obvious cuckold.

Now, yes, Laenor is gay. But that isn't insurmountable. Far from it. There were options.

First, they could have kept trying for a bit longer. Jacaerys was born in the same year as their wedding, meaning that if Laenor and Rhaenyra actually did try (and I'm skeptical of that) they couldn't have tried for more than two months, if that. And that's right after Joffrey was murdered, something that clearly still affects Laenor ten years later, so he was probably in no state whatsoever for anything intimitate for a while after their wedding.

Second, they could tried what Margaery suggested doing with Renly. She offered to get Loras to get things started. Simply get a nice young man to come in and get Laenor going first, then Rhaenyra can sub in at the time of finishing, so to speak.

Third, Rhaenyra could have picked a lover that actually looked like Laenor. Vaemond has at least two sons, and there are more cousins. Was one of them not willing to do a favour for Laenor? Or couldn't Rhaenyra have at least found a blonde man to father her bastards?

Then, on the day of his sister's funeral, Rhaenyra fucks Daemon, Laena's husband. She cares so little for Laenor that she has sex with his dead sister's husband on the day of his sister's funeral. God, I loathe her.

Now we come to a controversial subject: Laenor's fake death. I do not think he did that willingly. Nothing before this shows Laenor to be the type of man to put his parents through even more pain right after they lost Laena, or to abandon the children he just committed to being a better father to. While the aforementioned uncle boinking and rapid remarriage definitely shows that Rhaenyra has plenty of reason to want Laenor gone.

This one could be intentional or could be the writers being fucking idiots (I lean towards the latter, based on all the other times they're fucking idiots) but that Seasmoke happily selects Addam as his new person heavily implies that Laenor has actually died at some point. Dragons don't take new riders when their current rider still lives. So that means that Laenor got a few years of life in Essos before dying.

In sum total: Laenor was forced into a marriage with a woman who made him look like an obvious cuckold and a laughingstock, his wife then boinked her uncle, his dead sister's husband, on the day of said sister's funeral, then so she could marry said uncle, she forced him to fake his death and leave his parents, children and dragon behind to grieve. He got a few more years in Essos, that I doubt were all that good given everything, before dying at some point.

Laena

Oh, Laena. I don't think Daemon ever really cared for her much, given, again, he boinked his niece on the day of his wife's funeral. I'm sorry to have to keep repeating that, but it's so disgusting and awful it needs to be said loud and clear as many times as possible.

He also blatantly ignores her desire to return to Westeros. Does he even give an actual reason? I can't remember and I refuse to watch the show again. It actually hurts me with its stupidity. Anyways.

There's not a huge amount to say about Laena, really. She deserved better than a husband who boinked his niece on the day of her funeral. She seemed like a badass who definitely wouldn't have accepted her daughters' inheritance being given to a bastard with no right to it.

Vaemond

Ah, Vaemond, my controversial fave.

Was Vaemond kind of a dick and an idiot in how he went about calling out Rhaenyra? Yes. Was he absolutely right? Yes.

Lucerys is not a Velaryon. As he points out, he's seasick and doesn't know how to sail. But Rhaenyra wants him to be Lord of House Velaryon, a house who's whole thing is sailing and the sea.

Not to mention, he's 14 and has no war experience. Anyone with more than a couple of braincells (so, not Rhaenyra) can tell there's a war coming and House Velaryon will be involved in it. It makes far more sense for the leader of House Velaryon to be Vaemond, who has war experience and general life experience, rather than a 14 year old with neither.

Vaemond did not deserve to be murdered. Point blank, end of. Even Viserys said the punishment for questioning Rhaenyra's sons' legitimacy was having one's tongue cut out, not execution.

(Also, what the actual fuck, Corlys? Daemon and Rhaenyra murdered your little brother and you still support them?? I could understand rationalizing Laenor, as it's not clear what happened to him in-universe, but there's no question about Vaemond. Seriously, my dude, that's your little brother. Have you no big brother instinct?)

The Fandom

This fandom is largely skewed towards Rhaenyra, because the show is. So, unsurprisingly, the fandom's view towards Laena, Laenor and Vaemond is, largely, terrible.

Laena is treated as a non entity who only seems to exist to provide Daemon with his daughters, then to die so he can be with his precious Rhae-Rhae. Laenor, and his marriage to Rhaenyra, exist to provide false legitimacy to her bastards and so there can be angst about how awful it is that the paternity of Rhaenyra's very obvious bastards can be questioned. Vaemond is just an awful nasty misogynist for Daemon to heroically murder.

I just think they deserve better, especially because they are actually decent people and Rhaenyra and Daemon...aren't.

[imperatorcaesaraugustus]

and now we are come to this, for the last time in a long time. ThoughtD: thoughts on HotD. this was season 2 episode 8, the season finale. let us begin

i'm enjoying seeing Tyland Lanister having a terrible time in the free cities

oh my god it's Abigail Thorn

"Aegon, the Realm's Delight" pick any other name, man. that one is taken

finally someone remembered that Dreamfyre exists

it's really nice that he named his ship "the queen that never was"

Broom (or is it Brune?) you piece of shit, this is the exact opposite of your job

between Larys/Aegon and Alicent/Helaena, not a single person wants to be here

there's a very petty part of me that takes great satisfaction in the fact that one of Aemond's few redeeming qualities - the fact that he treats Helaena better than Aegon does - is taken away from him this episode

Gwayne should have fucking killed that man

i did not anticipate the mud wrestling

Baella please get through to this man he is clearly having a bad time and he's taking it out on others

so is anyone, like, looking for Rhaena? she just ran off to spend several days in the fucking wilderness

Tyland up there singing

"I wish to have children by you" i gotta admit, i had to pause the episode for a few minutes while i reeled from hearing that line

man, Ulf is really settling into his new position quite rapidly

it's rude, but i have to admit "a knight should comport himself with more dignity" "best make me a knight then" is a hell of a comeback

was that a Green Man standing by the weirwood?!

the three-eyed Daemon

i love that Daemon goes into the weirwood and Helaena is just already in there

geez, Helaena, give us a fucking spoiler warning next time

i like how Rhaenyra lands on the causeway leading up to Harrenhal in a similar way to her landing on the causeway at Dragonstone to confront Daemon season 1

Alyn telling off Corlys for the way he had to grow up is spectacular

what in the goddamn hell is Alicent doing here? this is the nun thing all over again!

interesting that they decided to make the taking of King's Landing Alicent's doing

"choose" jesus, Rhaenyra. that's fucking brutal

i like how, at the very end of this scene, the freedom vs duty dynamic that Rhaenyra and Alicent have is reversed

TESSARION!

i love that the Rains of Castamere plays every time we see the Lannister army

why is Otto in a cage? what is happening to Otto? as someone who read Fire and Blood, even i have no idea

after all that buildup to both the battle for the gullet and the taking of King's Landing, that's how they're ending the season? right there?

i've generally really enjoyed this season. it definitely had its flaws (this episode being no exception), but i've had a good time. i wish we'd gotten a bit more, hate to end it right there, but i'm really looking forward to season 3 (and also to Dunk and Egg which i believe is coming next year)

[low-budget-korra]

Comments on House of the Dragon S02E08

-DAENERYS TARGARYEN she is the prince that was promised!!!!! OMG. Watch them using one of the upcoming animated shows to remake that awful Game of Thrones finale.

Haelena and Daemon seeing each other was cool af, but she shouldn't have been given spoilers like c'mon.

- Well, know that Aemond was aggressive towards Haelena, their shippers can't say a word about Daemyra 🤷 (ps: I'm not Daemyra)

Also, Aemond burning and killing innocents just cuz his ego was crushed , and some of the team green said the Black's are the evil ones.. btw, he is a sexist asshole. Hate him. A good villain tho

- I'm really curious to know what they would do with Hugh. He will still betray the Black's? If he does, how this will happen? Cuz so far he is being such a great guy honestly.

Now, Ulf is actually the worst. He is def gonna betray the Black's but it would be a nice twist if that asshole actually turned out to be loyal and died battling against Vermithor and Hugh.

-The Gullet will happen right in the first or second episode of s3. I dislike those people cuz they will...u know...anyways, but that lady? Damn she is something else and she is a LESBIAN. I can't be against her I'm sorry

And Tyland is probably the honorable and nice Lannister ever.

-Gotta love/hate how Alicent. When she is winning, she is all a bit cocky but when she is losing , she comes to with her 🥺 eyes. Rhaenyra owes her nothing. I only feel bad for Haelena

She was actually willing to sacrifice Aegon , a son for a son. When Rhaenyra takes KL, after losing Jace, and don't find Aegon, she will think Alicent lied.

I know there's a lot of haters for Rhaenyra x Alicent, but there scenes are gold. And not Alicent asking Rhaenyra to runaway with her 😭

-Its so satisfying to learn that Aegon doesn't have pepe anymore. I bet the maids are partying rn. Larys was a real one tho, he saved Aegon's life by taking him out of KL

-Alyn gagged Corlys so bad. Damn

-I bet sir Alfred shit his pants when he saw that Daemon isn't a traitor or a usurper. If he is so eager to go to battle, why don't he go to KL and challenge Aemond for a duel.

-Not Crispin Cole trying to pep talk about honor. Bruh if you are so afraid and depressed after seeing the dragons dance, just to to Essos sell your oranges

-This season is a slow burn, people complained about it but honestly? For things to have the impact they should have, it is necessary to have a built up to it and that's what they did.

A lot of people talk shit about s1 being too rushed, and now are talking shit that this one is too slow. I've read people complaining that this season was just "old men talking around the table" 😭 and I immediately thought "did yall see Game of Thrones?"

S3 is gonna be wild. With Gullet and Rhaenyra taking KL probably in the first half episodes. The Winter Wolfs coming(maybe the Lads too), Tumbleton happening.

[kingcunny]

hold onnnnn i would eat up any thoughts you had about a defector!otto au…

-otto never really put any thought or stock into the things viserys said. truthfully, there was always a part of otto that despised viserys. he thought viserys was soft, weak, that he didnt fully appreciate or utilize his position in life

-and so, otto didnt expect to be affected so much by his death, but he is. he finds himself constantly thinking about viserys. the last time he saw him alive. his speech during the last supper.

-viserys hesitancy, his desire towards *peace*, might have used to anger or frustrate otto before, but now he gets it. now *hes* the one advocating for it.

-while he mightve even encouraged ruthlessness in his family and own daughter before, hes now finding himself realizing he doesnt want to see viserys family, HIS family, tear each other apart. it isnt what viserys wanted either.

-there were mistakes made in the hours following viserys death, HE made those mistakes and now HE must fix them

-but he has rapidly lost control. aegon doesnt respect him like his father did. alicent has had a taste of freedom and is never going to come back into his fold now.

-his family is not willing to listen to caution and reason because HE has raised them not too

-that idea weve kinda talked about before. moderation is key. both alicent and rhaenyra got too much of one thing and not the other. alicent needed freedom, rhaenyra needed structure

-ottos best hope now is that rhaenyra Still needs that structure

-if viserys was right about aegon maybe he was right about rhaenyra too

-maybe shes still willing to logic and reason despite the rumors *hes* spread about her

-if im being mean to otto ill say he has a desperate need to be *in control* and is going to the last place he Might have influence…

-otto told alicent hes leaving for oldtown to try and get daeron on their side. hes not. he has no intention of going to oldtown. daerons been raised by ottos family, who also dont like him! if he *is* willing to listen itll be to them, not otto.

-if im being nice ill say maybe he Did mean to go to oldtown. but a mixture of unexpected grief and regret. (he Might have influence over rhaenyra, because viserys Loved and trusted him. and look what he did with that-) and Also helplessness. rhaenyras the only one who could have any real outcome on the dance.

-either way i dont think hed go to dragonstone with the intention of declaring for rhaenyra or anything. hes just. Trying to find a path forward with the least amount of bloodshed

-he has to smuggle himself onto dragonstone but i dont think he would Really hide. his intention is to talk to rhaenyra so. he needs to get captured

-id like it if rhaenyra has him tortured a lil before she even speaks to him. partly ‘sharp questioning’ cause she doesnt trust him, and part revenge. not just for what he did to her, but hes also the first green that rhaenyras gotten her hands on so he has to pay for all of them. i dont think ottos necessarily suprised about this. he probably knew it was a possibility.

-but eventually curiosity wins over and she goes to talk to otto. see what he wants.

-and he makes his offer to her. as long as she promises not to hurt his family, hell bend the knee, hell help her get the throne.

-he admits to her its what viserys always wanted and he worked against him

-they maybe have a little back and forth about aemond. eventually otto concedes as long as rhaenyra doesnt Kill him… she can do as she likes (a mistake, from otto. there are worse things than death)

-theres a bit of irony in it but rhaenyra can almost trust otto more than daemon now. otto is honestly telling her everything that happened, the role he played in it. he doesnt like it, but hes willing to accept her as queen. theyre after the same thing now, in a way. neither of them want this to descend into a bloodbath. rhaenyra cant say the same about daemon.

-otto basically handled everything for viserys, and his reign was considered to be pretty good! theres stock in his advice and expertise

-rhaenyra accepts his offer. gives him a spot on her small council

-then she orders one of his hands cut off

-its not “meant” as torture, though obviously it is, a little, its Meant partly as a punishment. instead of executing him. for committing treason against her and her father. partly a reminder of his past sins. what he Owes rhaenyra. what he has to Fix

-(also really love the idea of her then immediately calling a small council meeting and forcing otto to attend while hes struggling with blood loss and painshock)

-(corlys is already her hand but i cant stop thinking about rhaenyra throwing the hand pin at otto after cutting his hand off. she thinks shes so funny. just like daddy.)

-rhaenyra *says* shes forgiven him, that shes giving him a chance to start over and do the right thing. but even IF that is true, otto knows she will not *forget*

-so ottos constantly trying to prove his worth to rhaenyra, to hold up his end of the bargin to ensure she holds up hers

-jumping at any opportunity. trying to impress her

-i dont think being maimed really bothers otto, i think he sorta takes it in stride a lot like davos. cause immediately after she more or less puts him in charge of things, asks his advice, takes his council. it wasnt *necessarily* a sadistic action… or so otto tells himself

-this all obviously can only go down if daemon has already left for the riverlands. if daemon had been around when otto showed up he wouldve killed him no hesitation. otto Somehow Returning and replacing him AGAIN. does add another layer to daemons whole riverlands campaign and spiral of self destruction.

-i dont really know how this would impact the wider politics or outcome of the dance cause im not good at politics. NOR do i know what the greens and especially alicent would think when they heard about ottos betrayal….

[brokenmagxc]

baldur's gate 3

BG3 v. of mindflayers and men / the sword coast promised to harbor cures for cursed ailments, and arthur was eager to scour what he could find about godly curses from its people. it is just his luck, however, that his visit is cut short by none other than an illithid attack. now stranded in an unknown land with something squirming behind his eyes, it seems he has more than one curse he must get rid of before it is too late. / please see his main ttrpg verse for more backstory information.

name: arthur anastos branham ( ‘ the sanguine slayer of anastos ’ ) class: slayer, sorcerer — multi-planar hunter with innate magical prowess, strength in mortal sanguinistry ( hemocraft ), and resilience to the influence of other planes.

final fantasy

FF16 v. on our terms / originally conscripted from the iron kingdom, arthur fled during the battle of nysa when his magic manifested while trying to protect soldiers during the fight between titan and shiva. after deserting the ironbloods, he found refuge at cid's hideaway and was quickly indoctrinated into cid's vision of peace. he serves under gav and the cursebreakers as a combat-trained scout throughout the events of the game. he specializes in typeless magic that is characterized by unique psionic abilities and a minor draw to multiple differing affinities.

your parents are soldiers, and even though you are soft ( KIND-HEARTED in a nation bred from loathing ), you are forced to follow in their footsteps. the iron kingdom welcomes you into their bloodlust. since were you a boy, all you can remember is the HATRED for something so beautiful ( so misunderstood and burdening, you think, but is that deserving of such branding, such blasphemy in unholiness ?? ), and this breeds the violence you grow to SCORN. the annex of rosaria stokes those flames, and as soon as you can grow into your armor, you are sent into WAR. the battlefield is a dreadful thing, all peeling skin and brittle bones, but you drink it because you HAVE TO, else they light you aflame on the pyre of their vicious beliefs. not that your loyalty mattered, really, because the moment you are suspected of being OTHERLY yourself, you know you are in danger. IT HAPPENED IN NYSA, as titan and shiva cast ice and earth into soiled pastures, soaking blood into dirt, you threw yourself into the heat of battle and you BURNED BRIGHT IN FRONT OF THE MASSES !! casting a hand between your men and the debris around you, your eyes gleamed in such a vivid GOLD ( a color of holiness that sears into the sky, though you know not where it comes from ) that you are seen from across the field. water and rock, fire, blade - it all stilled around you, and when you tossed your hand aside, the floating objects followed, thrashing from some invisible force that you commanded. YOU WERE MARKED FOR DEATH THE MOMENT THEY LAID THEIR HATE-FILLED GAZE UPON YOU and you remained wide-eyed as you tried desperately to save what little life you could. what more could you do in the aftermath than run from their persecution ?? you abandon your brethren and retreat into the hills !! away, and you are SCARED and ALONE when the nice, blonde-haired lad found you. it is soon after that when you are invited to a new cause and, hesitantly, you grasp upon the other's hand and JOIN IT ( at least this mission finds HOPE in a world burning down around you ).

FF15 v. a flicker of light in the darkness / arthur is a hunter, dubbed ‘ the midnight sword ’, who specializes in hunting daemons and other starscourge creatures. he is gifted with a natural ability to use elemancy, the elemental magic of the world, without the use of a magic flask and can also call upon unique psionic abilities. however, he does not quite know where this power comes from, as it has only been tied to the royal family in history and legends ( though, what most legends neglect to mention is the hand that passes them — is it possible, between the oracle, the astrals, the messangers, and the king, that there is the wandering prophet that watches destiny unfold and documents the choices which mark the passing of time ?? ). during the events of the game, he travels to the front lines of the starscourge to help people retreat from the onslaught of daemons and the ruthless attacks from the niflheim empire.

you are a strange child born in darkness, as though it is only in the night that you SHINE BRIGHTEST. there is destiny in your veins, but neither you nor your parents really understand it. when you are but a tender age, it is revealed that you are MORE THAN just another child running rampant on the dusty outer streets of lucis - no, you are special in that you can pull magics from the ground the way that KINGS DO ( and OH !! that is so terribly wrong, for you are no king, you are no royalty, and your blood is as meaningless as it is VISCOUS AND THICK ). your parents do the only thing they can think of, HIDE YOUR TRAGIC SOUL, for fear that it is YOU who brings them BAD OMENS, and you who will find that pesky destiny in the ruin of their home. your dreams of FATED FIDELITY are crushed as swiftly as they grew ( on the backs of old kings, legends of the oracle and the son of the throne, other pulls of fortune far beyond you ) but it is in your NATURE to be KIND, to be RESILIENT, and you MUST FIND DUTY somewhere else in your life, for it calls to you in the same darkness whence you were born !! you seek destiny in the blackened void that comforts you the most, the UNENDING NIGHT that rests in your very bones. and there, that is where you find the will to do MORE, putting power to use as a dark soldier who slays monsters when all the rest of the world has fallen to sleep.

hades ( sgg )

MYTH v. hades / phanes is a well-kept primordial secret. thought to have been birthed at the beginning of all existence, he rivals chaos for the title of the universe's creator. together, they shaped the known realms as the hands of change and the eyes of omniscience. but that was a time far before the olympian and chthonic woes of the present. now, to protect what has been made since, they meander within the abyssos, the chaos gates, and hold their influence until needed for reasons beyond them. always eager to provide, phanes relinquishes himself to chaos' ambiguity, hiding his existence so that it might not be used in the trivial conflicts of their creations. he is only remembered by nyx, the daughter of chaos, and through the legends and tales of orpheus, who hears whispers of the will of phanes in order to enact change into the world beyond.

you hide in the realm of CHAOS, amongst their gates, their endless void. if chaos is the keeper of secrets then you are a secret best left kept in darkness. a part of them, perhaps ? for not even chaos can be CREATION if you cannot be CHANGE. the catalyst, the hands that move the eyes !! and birthed from the cosmic void, you share with them in exile what would otherwise be kept alone. only through the soft whisper you cast to ORPHEUS can you bring life to the impetus beyond the prison of your realm, breathing song onto tongue so that someday your harbinger will find you.

persona 5 royal

P5 v. the hanged man ft. fc && icons from: hei, darker than black / arthur is a playable hanged man confidant. he is able to freely commune with attis, though his true power lies in a mixture of attis' summoned abilities and his own innate psionic prowess. depending on the timeline, he is a third-year student of shujin academy or recently graduated. he is heavily associated with munehisa iwai and his adopted son, kaoru: he is often seen tending to the untouchable airsofts shop when iwai is out, or tutoring kaoru in the shujin academy library. he is like a second son to iwai, though due to his predisposition to organized crime, serves as a trusted assistant on both legal and illegal affairs at the shop and personal affairs at home.

you are stuck in the IN-BETWEEN - two worlds / two halves colliding, a shadow behind dead eyes and a light between thinning lips. all pale, all vivid. you thought you were SAFE when you ran, all those years ago, CLEAR from the terror of gunfire late into the night, the sound of screaming. dirty money, sobbing cries from people you didn't know. you were but A CHILD !! though that did not stop your father from trying to indoctrinate you. you never wanted to be YAKUZA ; despite desperate pleas from a dying man. ( “ YOU WERE CHOSEN !! ” he would scream at you. “ a weapon for your skill, a dog for our cause. ” you cursed him, for you knew all he sought was the power he already promised to his superiors. it was YOU ; an odd thing of the mind you possessed, subtle behind golden eyes. to move things without touch, sense danger without sight. maybe he was right, a WEAPON was who you were meant to be. ) but that didn't matter to your delicate resolve - as alien as you were ( soft edges, tender fists ), you would not let them take you. you REFUSED. you RAN. and now you are TRAPPED. you're not stupid ; a young life of crime taught you some things well. you changed your name, used some dirty cash and forgery to live by yourself at the tender age of 15. trouble always found you though - so much so that you bought a GUN and OH !! that closed-off store owner reminded you of yourself. he would not sell to you unless you PROVED SOMETHING to him ( a gentle heart, a soul refusing to submit to a life of misery at the hands of something evil, something tainted ). you obliged ( easily, you are nothing if not knowledgeable and gutsy and kind ) and then, slowly, you found purpose under a new title: mr. munehisa iwai's store boy. he could use your wit, you can tell. he could use your skill. the way you protected the shop from thieves and thugs, stood your ground against gangs ( syndicates and family names you've since SCORNED ), even though sometimes iwai himself bows his head and obeys. it was fine - you respected him, his secretly soft eyes, subtle words of wisdom always telling you to KEEP RUNNING. you use his wages to keep yourself alive and all the while you stand by his side. by the time you are 18, you think you are changed. now in your third year of school, so close to graduating and making something new of yourself, you spend your days ever busy: mentoring a young kaoru with your smarts while helping protect him from the little dirty secret of a past you and iwai keep close to chest. iwai tries to push you out of the shop nowadays, tells you get a new better JOB, do something worth while with your life, your potential. but you can't bring yourself to leave him ( like a SECOND FATHER - though this one won't strike obedience in your flesh ). you let your discourse WHIP YOU instead ; you are STUCK between wanting to protecting this bittersweet fragile family and wanted to break into real freedom on your own, all the while running from past ties that still weigh you down and haunt you into the wee hours of the night.

resident evil

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stardew valley

SVE v. protector of the valley / arthur is a sorcerous adventurer who specializes in dealing with supernatural affairs. although he lives on a small residence within the fern island archipelago, he is a frequent visitor of the adventurers guild. while not officially a titled member, arthur is a regular name within the order of the knights of pythagoras and is often called upon to assist with magical events across the world. since he is unaffiliated with a specific sub-organization, he is regularly moved between the assortment of 50 known guilds or clans under the order to provide magical assistance, with him most frequently jumping between the first slash clan and the adventurer's guild. he is close friends with rasmodius and the fern island's wizard, though does not appear to like the ferngill republic ministry of magic as a whole. while aloof and reclusive, he is a reliable fighter and mage, offering his assistance when needed and remaining relatively amicable to the rest of the valley residence.

name: arthur anastos branham residence: small island residence within the fern island archipelago occupation: adventurer, contracted sorcerer for the order of the knights of pythagoras birthday: spring 20 friends: magnus rasmodius, marlon fey, lance, fern island's wizard, willy, victor jenkins, camilla arriens, linus other: frequently travels around the world through teleportation portals ( some of which are through rasmodius' tower ), has his own boat, loves to draw wildlife diagrams in his free time.

[loonela]

I'm currently behind on typing up my current progress on Mirror Souls so I decided to write an alt POV! Life's been really shitty lol and I gotta take it out on fictional characters.

I took issue with Itadori's willingness to go along with the prank on Kugisaki and Fushiguro. That's the only point in S1 I wish didn't happen because it felt OOC. So like any good writer in denial, I'm changing it. Plus, daemons change A Lot! I want to bring out the emotional intelligence Itadori shows from the start. He does what he feels is right, and he's perceptive of when people aren't being truthful to him. He just needs his experience and wisdom to catch up. His teacher, in comparison, hides behind walls higher than China's. How does it feel to be perceived past those walls? How does Gojo navigate the tendency for daemons to reveal more than what is wanted? They're questions that Gojo can't even answer himself despite me being nice and giving him better mental health than canon.

So, I've been writing the alt POV of Gojo facing Itadori's death in the Curse Womb arc. I don't think it'll be in his POV, and I may never end up posting this in full, but I like sharing snippets and I like yapping about my writing. This is just after Itadori dies and the other first years return to Jujutsu Tech.

Some references of note:

Getou is still alive. SaShiSu my beloved.

Yonezawa Kiho (OC), is an upperclassmen of Gojo Gojo was stated to be overseas rescuing a grade 1 sorcerer, implied to be dead. Kiho is that sorcerer. She's touted as the next Kusakabe in New Shadow Style, focusing on polearms.

Gojo and Hakushin have a pretty mangled bond. It's not broken, but heavy damage was done at some point.

Shoko typically heals daemons either by forming a bridge or Shinobu directly heals them. If the damage isn't severe, Shinobu usually heals.

My interpretation of Six Eyes has them as metaphorical, but Gojo can send individual Eyes out on specific areas. They also have a presence that can be detected if he's not careful. Normally, he keeps an Eye on Shoko for both of their sake.

Shoko's RCT is vastly expanded on. She can read positive energy feedback, and her energy levels are hard to see because she's constantly converting cursed -> positive. There's more too.

Sorcerers can "share" energy with each other in some cases.

Hakushin paces between Satoru's legs, agitation working its way through both of them until he's almost choking in their cursed energy. Their shared energy toes the boundary of tolerable and suffocating even without failure choking him. Itadori Yuuji, dead because of hasty measures taken. Because someone targeted Kiho and he has to keep her alive both for his own selfish reasons and because she is good and kind and a force of change where Satoru can't reach. Because a mission to send three first years into a curse womb is completely within the moral lines that the higher ups are willing to jump like a fucking skip rope, because they dislike Satoru and the easiest way to him now is either Shoko or his students. Because he isn't enough, never has been, and never will be

"I'll tell Shoko you're thinking that way," his soul presses into him more, and Satoru stiffens in response, withdrawing Six Eyes into himself. "We both know it's the higher ups that want these children dead that have sole responsibility for this." Right.

"They targeted Megumi and Kugisaki too, right?" another voice chimes in. Hakushin stoops to greet Shinobu, even as the other daemon avoids the touch and just returns with a head bob. "I healed Kugisaki's daemon first, she will be here soon. Don't want to accidentally surge by touching you, sorry Hakushin." 

"Will she need my energy?" It's pure habit that has Satoru asking the question, the most careful extension of Hakushin's energy that he's ever felt weaving over to Shoko just down the hall. For all that Six Eyes gifted him and him alone, not his soul, he's never been able to sense Shoko's true energy, just like he can't sense her mother and grandmother's. He's forced to ping her the same way she does him, just much more clumsily.

"She should be okay, but you know us. Just like we know you." Shinobu turns his eyes on Satoru especially, and he thanks the blindfold for hiding his vulnerabilities. "Come down to earth, you two." 

"Already here, Shinobu. No need to worry."

The door flies open, the click of heels following. "We do anyways."

[the-sour-patch-crew]

It's always fascinating finding out people have us blocked that we have never interacted with. Overall, I like to think we've never been antagonistic towards anyone in tags. Never attacked anyone. Never harassed. We've been very civil, even in our disagreements (that I recall at least). We have a few side blogs, and not many people have the main account blocked, so I always find out only after I go to make a comment and then see what accounts are greyed out. Silly little bonus feature of side blogs.

So

Is it because we sometimes have syscourse?

Is it because we are endogenic or identity as mixed origin?

Is it because we support all forms of plurality?

It's an amusing game. People may block for so many reasons, but those are the three main things we can think of. It's particularly amusing when people love or agree with things on our side blog but apparently hate this account. Extra funny.

If it's because people think we are toxic or out to get systems and corrupt singlets and poison traumagenic systems, then I feel quite awful for someone living in such a fearful and distorted outlook on life and others. Well, if that was the case, then why is our popular side blog not blocked? That blog is all of those things and very loud about it. But also, my partner is a DID system. I am very, very aware that multiplicity is not a silly little game. To say I spread misinformation and am bad for CDD systems blows my mind when I spend every day supporting one. What happens on Tumblr is pointless at the end of the day because what *really* matters is the support and understanding I give to them. We are a living example of how STUPID syscourse is between endogenic and traumagenic systems. Get the fuck off of social media and actually spend time supporting eachother instead of fighting.

Oh! Mayhaps it's our age. It's always interesting when it's our age. I promise we are not creeps and are quite safe to be around. Siblings, work, friends, and online communities have made me very aware of what is appropriate and how to coexist amongst a wide age range of people. I wanted to be a teacher once, and still would love to be an elementary art teacher. I promise I don't bite.

Maybe it's our fictives. I know some people cannot stand their sources or them as individuals. Which again is quite sad. Ashe and Alastor are both amazing people. I dont think I've met a single person who didn't like Ashe once they got talking with her (minus like two assholes that were ultimately voted as assholes by the entire server lol). I point her out because she's been here the longest and I owe her a lot so yeah I kinda play favorites a bit. Because I honestly love her. I say this with all the love for Al and the newest member. They aren't hurt by me saying that. They get it. Honestly, I don't think Al cares enough to be offended.

Maybe it's because I'm a furry. People always hate on furries. But that's okay. People hate on anyone who is different from them. Its why the furry, queer, and alterhuman community are so tight-knit. I'm just a silly fox in the end.

Is it because I'm critical of behavior and use of terms by people who kff or are transid? Is it because I'm thiiiiis close to being that "awful" trans guy that would still classify himself as a lesbian if only I could stop shifting gender representation every few years?

Is it because I'm working through trauma and people think that suddenly makes me being endogenic a lie? Is that the proof that people need to hate me? You hate systems with trauma and you hate systems without it. There's no winning.

Is it because I promote daemonism? *GASPS*

I'm not mad at being blocked. The internet hates and blocks people for so many reasons. I block a specific group of people every time we see them in the tags. I do it because I TRY to live by the motto if I have nothing nice to say I shouldn't say it at all. I also apply this to thoughts. If I see posts that constantly make me think shitty things about people and they aren't actively harming me or the people I care for, I block them. Because placing that into the universe is kinda fucked, even if they never would know about it.

I don't NEED people to like me. But I'll admit it's been a HUGE hurdle in my life. Trying to not care about what others think about me has always been a major issue growing up. I think everyone and anyone can relate to that. There's a saying I try and keep to and its how I'm going to end this post. [GRANTED this post has been an intoxicated, headache fueled rant at 2 in the morning. We all know how things get around 2 and 3. That's when shit gets fun (no it really doesn't I just want to sleep please) ]

[docexe-mx]

Some belated thoughts on the first chapter of Boruto: Two Blue Vortex, aka, Boruto part II. Spoilers after the cut.

This chapter being simply titled “Boruto” to contrast with how the first chapter of part I was titled “Uzumaki Boruto” is actually a nice touch. Succinctly reflects the new situation of the main character: From the esteemed Hokage son and golden child of the village, to a pariah considered a traitor and wanted dead by his former home. Ironically, Boruto barely appear in this chapter. Most of it is centered on the rest of the cast (with a particular focus on Sarada), giving out exposition and setting up the current status quo.

Ikemoto’s art is still an acquired taste at best, an absolute eyesore at worst. To be fair, he does have improved since the manga started, but not really enough for my tastes.

I definitely like Sarada, Sumire, Chouchou and Mitsuki’s time skip designs, while Shikadai and Inojin’s leave me a bit cold (mostly because they don’t look particularly older). Himawari’s new attire is good, but I would have preferred if her hair was a bit spikier.

I didn’t care much for Kawaki’s design in the flash forward at the beginning of the manga, but his current get-up post-time skip is actually better, although not by much.

Boruto’s design isn’t bad per se, but outside of the cape and some accessories, his outfit is just not that different from his original get-up, which feels like a wasted opportunity (at the very least they could have given him some additional colors or something).

Kishimoto’s writing has some… issues. So apparently, people could still feel something was wrong with the rewriting of their memories in the early days and the obvious contradictions involving the switch between Boruto and Kawaki, but as time has passed, the Omnipotence Shinjutsu has suppressed the unease and now everyone just accepts their new memories as true. While that’s fine and dandy, it still doesn’t explain what happened to the massive amount of physical evidence pointing out that Boruto was the Hokage’s son. Did all the photographs, written records and videos of Boruto just disappear? Were altered by the Shinjutsu? People look at them and think they are forgeries? Kishi, you might not think any of that is important enough to address it but it’s a genuinely massive plot hole that makes this entire plotline fall apart and it just keeps nagging at the back of my head.

So far it’s confirmed that Sarada and Sumire are the only ones unaffected by Eida’s Omnipotence, and Sarada herself seems to have been turned into an outcast in the village because of her insistence on defending Boruto. As to the matter of how to solve the entire mess, Eida still doesn’t have any control over her powers and doesn’t think reverting people’s memories to how they were originally will be possible, but posits that rewriting them again might work although that still carries risks of its own.

Talking about that, the scene of Sarada and Sumire trying to fool Eida and Daemon regarding how they were unaffected by the Omniptence Shinjutsu but are “definitely” affected by Eida’s charming power was extremely cringe worthy. Although to be fair, it’s kind of implied that neither of the ultra-broken siblings actually buy it and are merely humoring them for the time being.

Shikamaru being the 8th Hokage was a surprise. On the one hand, he is actually a good fit for the position, indeed, back in the original series it was acknowledged he could make for a good one. On the other hand, it also feels weird and I can’t help it but get this nagging feeling that he was made Hokage specifically because Kishimoto forgot that Kakashi was still alive. Then again, his face was not sculpted in the Hokage monument during the flash forward, and if they respect that detail, it would imply he only took the mantle very recently.

While Shikamaru’s antagonism towards Kawaki in Part I wasn’t exactly unfounded (especially considering how things turned out), it did got very old very quickly and now that it’s been transferred to Boruto, it’s even more irritating. He taking out some of that on Sarada for defending Boruto was also annoying, so in that sense, Sarada calling him out and pointing out that it’s his predecessor the one she follows as her role model was actually deserved to an extent.

Kawaki can move freely in the dimension of the Sukuna Hikona. The scene with him watching over the unconscious Naruto and Hinata was really morbid, but it’s clear he is still in a dark place. However, he does seem to care for the safety of the people in the village if his actions to protect them from Code are anything to go by. That’s something at least.

The scene with Kawaki and Mitsuki was heartbreaking. Just the notion of Mitsuki turning against Boruto and fervently wanting to kill him is tragic considering their prior bond, compounded by the fact that his current relationship with Kawaki is clearly not the same and it’s leaving him feeling dejected. I just hope this whole mess won’t end with Mitsuki eventually turning into an outright villain, you just know Kishimoto is itching to explore parallels and contrasts with Orochimaru.

The scene of Himawari training with Chouchou was nice, showcasing their growth as well as Hima’s natural talent. I presume Himawari has already graduated from the Shinobi Academy, although the chapter doesn’t clarify it.

Interestingly, while the chapter confirms Himawari's memories were altered, unlike other village inhabitants, she hasn’t turned against Boruto, refusing to believe that he killed their parents and having faith that they might still be alive somewhere. Of course, all of that is based on her original memories of Kawaki and she is ultimately right. In any case, it’s sweet that she is willing to help her brother and that, in a roundabout way, she thinks highly of her adopted sibling, not only considering her original bond with Boruto but also the bond she and Kawaki formed in the anime.

Code has spent the past few years searching for Boruto after amassing an army from the body of the Juubi. His patience has finally been exhausted so he decides to attack Konoha with the intention of attracting Boruto’s attention. His plan was actually clever, but I’m not exactly fond of him imperiling Sarada specifically, then again this is Kishi’s “traditionalism” rearing its ugly head again.

In any case, the scenes of the attack on Konoha and Boruto’s dynamic entry were cool… or would have been if the art was actually better. All I can say is that I’m eager to see the anime tackling this chapter when it finally returns.

[writingsofwesteros]

In the green version of sons for sons

I’m not sure if Bolton bedding ceremonies are more private. And Aegon might not be able to necessarily see what happens.

But he might tell Rhaenyra a different story…. Of course he won’t OUTRIGHT lie. But he will speculate at length about what exactly her daughter’s new husband has in store for her…. After all, he did make sure to time the wedding long before her bleeding. So by the time that would show…. If it even does. Can she imagine the things she’s done?

If a Bolton bedding ceremony just involves waiting outside the door for the sheets as evidence, Aegon might stand a little closer to the door. To see if he can hear anything. Even see anything. And those very things would be exactly what he taunts Rhaenyra with.

If he didn’t have the chance, instead he’d wildly speculate, in worse and worse ways, until he gets a reaction from Rhaenyra. He finally got that reaction when he joked that she might not even have a bed. Just be tied to one of those Bolton crosses until she’s pregnant.

If Jace is still alive, Aegon would taunt him too. Cregan was a dear friend of his. And Jace no doubt would’ve arranged a match between him and his sister happily. Instead, she’s now married to the house at odds with the one of his trusted friend.

Aegon asks Jace if he thinks her husband will be especially rough with her…. Because her brother sided with the Starks. The North remembers after all…. Right? And the Boltons are still northern people.

Perhaps Aegon will repeat some of the things he told the princess on her wedding day. And bring up their bastard status again. Saying he only kept her legitimate for the sake of the wedding.

Aegon watched his niece with her new husband the entire time the ceremony took place. And during the feast after. He watched for anything he could throw in the face of her family.

He might stay an additional day, just to see his niece after the wedding night. He frames it as “waiting to say goodbye to his kin.” But really he’s just waiting to see how she looks the day after consummating her marriage. Just to taunt her once more before leaving.

And if you think he wouldn’t bring up whatever state she was in to the Blacks…. Oh he would.

Also who do you think is alive. What are they doing. And what do they think of all this

He is such a taunting little beast, I can't deal with him ;)

Poor thing is being completely ruined and if she's especially a brat, the cross will be took out ;)

I imagine its just Luke who has died (sorry baby) and maybe Joff...oopsie.

Daemon is somewhere....unsure how we would control him..but he was half out of Rhaenyra's camp.

Alicent is not as distraught as you'd think, believing Aegon did a nice deed and helped secure the North, well slightly. Otto is dead..

Aemond is annoyed as he wanted Rhaenyra's daughter so Aegon needs to give him a gift