distinguishedstudentcat
distinguishedstudentcat
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SESSRIN IS CANON ✨ Braime brainrot. All pronouns (genderfluid, she/he/they mainly but yea anything goes. Will kiss u if you use non-she/her pronouns). Ace/Aro spectrum. 18+. Proshipper (if you're an anti, kindly find the door). Enemies to Lovers ❤ Jilco, Reylo, Darklina etc. Oh and I sometimes sketch (badly). ADHD so jumping from fandom to fandom every half a day. SEAsian of Chinese descent ✌
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distinguishedstudentcat · 6 days ago
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(calm, rational) They all want to see me dead in a ditch
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distinguishedstudentcat · 16 days ago
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So many vows by Pustelga4444
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distinguishedstudentcat · 18 days ago
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renowned pro athlete jaime that runs over bran with his porsche bc he was getting road head and is then put into prison and immediately manages to antagonize a powerful mob kingpin or whatever in there leading to him getting maimed the moment he gets out creating intense twitter discourse about the ethics of making fun of him is the only modern au that i am profoundly interested in
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distinguishedstudentcat · 23 days ago
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She reddened. "My name is . . ."
"Brienne of Tarth." Jaime sighed. "I have a gift for you." He reached down under the Lord Commander's chair and brought it out, wrapped in folds of crimson velvet.
Part two in Asoiaf: the visual novel
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distinguishedstudentcat · 24 days ago
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Oh comely I will be with you when you lose your breath Chasing the only Meaningful memory you thought you had left
*shrugs*
(changed the colors a bit)
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distinguishedstudentcat · 25 days ago
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Asoiaf: The Visual Novel
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The habit of obedience went deep. The woman followed his guard out, leaving the bathhouse to the two of them. The tubs were large enough to hold six or seven, after the fashion of the Free Cities, so Jaime climbed in with the wench, awkward and slow. Both his eyes were open, though the right remained somewhat swollen, despite Qyburn's leeches. Jaime felt a hundred and nine years old, which was a deal better than he had been feeling when he came to Harrenhal.
Brienne shrunk away from him. "There are other tubs."
Jaime V ASoS
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distinguishedstudentcat · 26 days ago
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just thought about jaime lannister again. fuck. that rat monkey bastard. he is privileged, he’s richer than most bloodlines combined, he looks like a girl, he’s almost 40, he has mommy issues and daddy issues and sister issues and brother issues, his name means ‘i love’, he’s been unserious all his life, he used to be the best swordsman in the land, he is disabled, he is blond, he’s used to crossdress so that his twin sister can play with swords while he learned to sew, his fursona is a lion, he is greying, he’s in love with a girl he’s been bullying the entire time they’ve known each other, he wants to be topped by her, he used to fuck his sister, he’s washed up, he has body dysmorphia, he fought a bear, he’s the only reason his disabled brother is alive, he wants to save everyone, he can’t save anyone, he watched his children die, he killed his king, he kept his promises
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distinguishedstudentcat · 26 days ago
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In the mood for whump and wondering what happened to Jaime and Cersei's bodies in showverse...did Brienne and Tyrion have to bury the twins themselves considering no one else would want/care to?...just thinking about what would be going on in Brienne's headspace...and considering rigor mortis it would've been near impossible to separate them...having to drag the twin's bodies together to wherever...like i think she would try her best to not look at them and when she inevitably stumbles because the only way to do it alone would be walking backwards holding onto them and the lurching horror and grief when she accidentally catches so much as a glimpse of him...
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distinguishedstudentcat · 28 days ago
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Here, have these Jaimes 🤲
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distinguishedstudentcat · 28 days ago
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A Storm of Swords - Jaime VII
(Audio by DavidReadsASoIaF on yt)
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distinguishedstudentcat · 1 month ago
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distinguishedstudentcat · 1 month ago
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Love this addition also tangentially on the topic of food (and drink? and also music the literal foundation of this movie ofc) the making and having of which brings people together. Sustenance made, shared and had with joy to nourish the people you love, a living part of cultural heritage. Whilst Remmick's vampirism forces false community with only the selfish desire to nourish the self, promising a false utopia of unity and togetherness when clearly it is only his idea of Eden, as his troupe of the turned only ever perform Irish folk songs despite being majority black, even while weaponising the knowledge of other cultures when it benefits him only, eg: coopting Toisanese as mentioned.
The repeated emphasis on cunnilingus in Sinners...eating as an act of service, selfless and loving and genuinely intimate vs consumption to fill the void within, false community, selfish and hollow (vampirism)
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distinguishedstudentcat · 1 month ago
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The repeated emphasis on cunnilingus in Sinners...eating as an act of service, selfless and loving and genuinely intimate vs consumption to fill the void within, false community, selfish and hollow (vampirism)
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distinguishedstudentcat · 2 months ago
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what fucking millennium is it
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distinguishedstudentcat · 2 months ago
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hate an x reader fic do not put me in a situation
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distinguishedstudentcat · 2 months ago
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The wench looked as ugly and awkward as ever, he decided when Tyrell left them. Someone had dressed her in woman's clothes again, but this dress fit much better than that hideous pink rag the goat had made her wear. "Blue is a good color on you, my lady," Jaime observed. "It goes well with your eyes." She does have astonishing eyes.
Brienne glanced down at herself, flustered. "Septa Donyse padded out the bodice, to give it that shape. She said you sent her to me." She lingered by the door, as if she meant to flee at any second. "You look . . ."
"Different?" He managed a half-smile. "More meat on the ribs and fewer lice in my hair, that's all. The stump's the same. Close the door and come here."
She did as he bid her. "The white cloak . . ."
". . . is new, but I'm sure I'll soil it soon enough."
"That wasn't . . . I was about to say that it becomes you."
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distinguishedstudentcat · 2 months ago
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i love how at this point in the text jaime fully thinks brienne still hates him and doesn’t trust him and thinks he’s a kingslayer oathbreaker man without honour etc. meanwhile brienne is doodling his name in her diary with little hearts around it
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