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did u guys hear abt that intern fired from that law firm bc she bit like 10 people. im kinda obsessed with her god i wish there was footage

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most annoying thing about looking for new job is updating the resume. Haaaaate.

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elia week day 5: elia & what could've been

Princess Elia Martell, Ser Baelor Hightower and their daughter Lady Elinor Hightower (oc)

"Baelor Hightower was no longer young, but he remained Lord Leyton's heir; wealthy, handsome, and a knight of splendid repute. Baelor Brightsmile, they called him now. Had Elia wed him in place of Rhaegar Targaryen, she might be in Oldtown with her children growing tall around her."

more about my oc elinor:

She is athletic, but also studious. In her free time she likes to sail along Honeywine and around the Whispering Sound with her friends. She likes riding, but isn't a big fan of hawking and hunting. She doesn't eat meat (except seafood).

She was a precocious child who grew into an argumentative teenager. Very competitive and ambitious, she would thrive in the citadel. Her favourite subjects are history and law.

She isn't particularly pious, but she gets along well with her septa and likes to discuss the faith and its teachings.

Her parents are a little on the stricter side, so she doesn't always tell them what she is up to, but she loves them very much and knows that they want her to succeed and become the Lady of Oldtown in the future.

However, not everyone in her family agrees with her parents. Her father has many siblings and cousins and some of them are against her being her father's heir and insist that one of them should take their place or that she should wed one of her cousins.

She was betrothed to her cousin Garlan Tyrell as a teenager, but none of them were enthusiastic about the match. Garlan broke off their betrothal and went to marry Lady Leonette Fossoway.

Currently she is courted by Ser Daven Lannister, the son of Ser Stafford Lannister. Their relationship is met with mixed reactions.

She has met her family from her mother's side only a few times, but she adores Arianne and the older Sand Snakes. They write to each other often and send elaborate gifts on important occasions. Elinor is super excited when Sarella starts her studies at the citadel and often sneaks into the city to see her.

She also keeps a correspondence with Willas, they mostly discuss books they have read recently.

As a kid she would pretend that Margaery is her own baby and would ‘take care’ of her. When Elinor was an angsty teen she had a phrase where she didn't want to play with little Margaery anymore (because everyone teased her about it). A few years later they became close again, this time on more equal ground.

And that's that (for now)!

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Thinking about how Anakin canonically both touched grass and got laid and was still Like That.

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Fic writer ask game: 12. What’s a song or two you associate with The Maiden?

Oooh thanks for this! Here are my top three that come to mind at the moment!

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Abrogon doing pottery together: are they giving Ghost vibes, and it's super romantic? OR is Aegon being a pest and making everything phallic shaped, when all Abby wanted was a tasteful fruit bowl?

I love you and this is almost 1k and I regret nothing and I never get to write Abby like this but it's Correct.

tw: horny couple talk? I guess?

Satisfaction curled through Abby’s chest as she glanced up from her wheel. Aegon was a few feet away, bowed over his own pottery wheel. The mechanisms needed oiling again, but for a sudden find at the estate sale a few weeks ago, they were in good condition. The top half of his hair was braided back, and she didn’t need to see his full face to know the tip of his tongue was caught between his lips in concentration. Between the constant motion of his foot on the pedal and his hands slick in the clay, he was still. For once. Abby wriggled in delight at finding something that could ease his constant need for stimulation and movement.

She felt her own anxiety melt away as she dipped her fingers into the bucket beside her to dampen them, delicately working the clay before her. She added another snake of clay, thickening the base and dragging the end of it up and smoothing out the edges.

Squeak…. Squeak…. Squelch… squelch…

Abby hummed, wrapping her hands around her pottery to see how comfortable the fit was, running her fingers over the clay. She rolled another snake of clay in her hands, tossing her curls over her shoulder. There was clay along her brow from when she wiped it off earlier and it was drying uncomfortably. “My sun and stars,” she called sweetly. “Can you wipe my brow for me, please?”

Aegon’s squeaky wheel stopped and he cursed. “Fucking hell.” She frowned and he immediately added, “Not you! I fucked the tip up.” She could hear his pouting and he pushed back from his station to grab a fresh, damp cloth from between them. Distracted by the bob of his throat or the way there was that one mole hiding just along the edge of his collarbone, she didn’t notice the look on his face until he dropped his hands, mouth gaped in indignation.

“That,” he declared with righteous offense. “Is not what it looks like.”

Abby thoughtfully pursed her lower lip and stroked her thumb across the tip. “Yes it is.” She tilted her head closer so he could wipe her forehead, which he did, pushing her head back with a huff. Abby giggled and grabbed the rag for herself. “Ponce.”

“You need more clay.”

“I most certainly do not.” She sniffed, prim and proper and eyed his lopsided clay at his station. “It’s far better than yours, isn’t it? You’ve gone crooked.”

Aegon gaped, cheeks flushing and Abby sucked in her top lip to keep from laughing. “Th-that? I’m not done.”

“Well, neither am I.” She tossed the rag over and went down to work the end of the ridge of clay. “I still need to flare the head out a little bit more. Are you going flaccid size? I thought we were-”

Aegon popped down on the seat behind her, nudging her forward and reaching down to the clay to grab some. “There’s at least another inch-”

“There most certainly is not and you’re going to ruin the head!” She pushed her shoulder back into him as he got into her space, plastered against her back and she demonstrated. “I know what your cock looks and feels like.”

“It’s my cock!”

Abby snorted and looked back at him, her nose nudging against his as she smiled. “It is, but I’m the one who swallows it, not you last I checked.” She cocked her head. “Although if you wanted to try, I saw some guides online. I don’t think we would actually need to remove any ribs- OW!”

Aegon’s teeth affixed against her neck, biting down into the soft skin with a low growl. She shivered against him while he held her in place like a naughty animal. “That didn’t hurt that bad,” he defended.

She just looked at him.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, huffing.

She kissed his temple.

“I really like your cock.”

“It looks-”

“It’s very fine. Fantastic, even.” She wrapped her hands around it again to demonstrate, slowly stroking her fingers along the clay phallus. “See? I think I got this vein just right.” Aegon pressed against her back even more as she worked on smoothing out that particular detail. “We could get one of those silicone kits, if you’d like. Really settle which one of us got the most accurate likeness.”

“Why does this have to be a competition?”

Abby raised her eyebrows. “Because I like winning. Besides, then I can fuck you with your own cock. I got that new adapter for the harness.”

Aegon tilted his head, eyebrows raised in delighted contemplation.

Abby hummed. “And if you win, you can fuck me twice. Which I think means I still win but…” She kissed his chin and he kissed the spot between her top lip and nose.

“You’re ridiculous. Everyone thinks I’m the corrupting influence on you.” He kissed her once more, tantalizing and sweet before rising. She smiled up at him, eyes fluttering as another kiss dropped on her forehead.

“Hand and hand into degeneracy together, my love.”

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Couple + Sibling/relative third wheel is honestly an S-tier trio dynamic and I wish we saw more of this in media.

"You are my soulmate. We are forged together by battle and tears and love. Also my brother's coming along."

"Yo."

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She’s no man D:

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Okay, I am SO SAD writing these chapters I need a pick me up:

Gimme Abrogon prompts to help brighten my mood so I can get through Suffering Level 1 of this fic.

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@selfproclaimedunicorn HER

(Almost) Every Costume Per Episode + Joanna of Castile's gold and diamond tiara in 1x07

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Jacelaena in Maiden Arc 2

I wanna know what y'all think are gonna happen with these two in our second arc

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"The are a lot of things I love about the interpretation of Lucrezia. First of all it is an incredible honor to breathe life into a character, who really existed  It also is a great challenge to create this amazing development from a little girl to a liberated, strong women." — ISOLDA DYCHAUK

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Too bad the prophet Cassandra never met Odysseus

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The threesome option getting traction is everything to me but what I love for most is y’all’s theories and hopes.

Jacelaena in Maiden Arc 2

I wanna know what y'all think are gonna happen with these two in our second arc

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THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: PRINCE CASPIAN 2008 | dir. Andrew Adamson

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𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 𝕸𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕹𝖎𝖒𝖚𝖊 (𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖)