#I'm sorry my children you deserve a better mother

[thesanityclause]

I wish I had the skill to draw my BG3 Tavs the way they DESERVE. I am poor and cannot afford commissions so instead I need to just GIT GUD.

[hvaneyflowers]

Christmas will really be Christmas

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Charles Leclerc x femreader!

After breaking up with your long-time boyfriend, your best friend is trying to make you feel happy. So she invited you to a Christmas party when you met someone new.

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"You can't be here crying for a man like him!" your best friend told you.

It has been 3 months since your break up with your boyfriend of 5 years, and here you are, lying in your bed still crying for him. It wasn't easy, less in this time. Christmas feels different without him. You haven't decor your house or going shopping as you usually do. Instead, you just cry and cry all day.

"I'm trying," you told your best friend, covering your head with the sheet.

"So try harder," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I am, believe me!" you cry.

"Hey, don't cry. I'm sorry for what I just said. I just... I just want you to be happy and not crying for Leonard. He doesn't deserve you," she tried to comfort you.

"I know. I just... I don't know... This is really hard," you said.

"Listen, I know how to help you," she gave you a smile.

"Oh, no, please," you begged.

"I'm throwing a Christmas party at Mike's house. Well, his mother is throwing it, but I'm helping her. So, I told her about your situation, and she thought you should go. It will be good for you. Believe me," she told you.

You weren't so keen on the idea, but know that it wasn't the best for you just lying on your bed and crying all day for your ex-boyfriend who would be away in the Bahamas with his mistress. It wasn't good for you, and you knew it.

"Fine. I'll go," you said, giving up.

"Fantastic! Now, you need to shower, and we'll go shopping for a new dress for the party!" she celebrated.

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You looked up from your phone and the post you had made not more than 3 minutes before. Yes, you were happy to be there, but it felt strange to you. Everybody was with their partners and children, and you were alone. You were sitting on the couch next to the fireplace alone. You were looking at the fire for so long that you didn't feel when someone sat next to you.

"Hey, are you alright?" a French accent asked you.

"Hmm?" you answered.

The person next to you laughed a little at your confusion. That was when you looked up to see them. Sitting next to you was the most handsome guy you have ever seen. His face looked like it was carved by the Greek Gods. Oh, man. Were you heartbroken five minutes ago? Yes. Are you still heartbroken now? Oh, hell, no.

"I asked if you were alright. You don't seem too happy to be here," he repeated.

"Really? Oh, I'm really sorry. I mean. I'm happy to be here with my friends and everything, just... It's not the happiest time for me," you said, frowning a little.

"Christmas isn't the happiest time for you? Why?" he asked in disbelief.

"No, no Christmas, but the time. I broke up with my boyfriend a few months ago and haven't moved on. This time, the holidays just remind me of him. It's fucked up, I know." you explained, throwing your head back.

"Actually, I understand. I'm living the same. My girlfriend of 6 years and I broke up at the beginning of the year, and now she has another boyfriend, and it's hard, so I understand." he gave you a little sad smile.

"We're screwed up, aren't we?" you laughed a little so did him.

"Yes, we are," he agreed.

You two sat there in silence until he broke the ice.

"So, are you doing anything special this Christmas?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. I was thinking of ordering food and watching some movies. Nothing special. Just me being lazy." you answered trying to not think about it. "And what about you? What are your plans for Christmas?"

"Well, nothing special. I'm going home for the holidays. I'm from Monaco." he said.

"Monaco. That sounds really fun!" you laughed a little.

"Yeah, it is. You know? I have an idea. Why don't you come home with me? I can show you around, and my family will be happy to have you. They're incredible, believe me. You'll have a lot of fun." he gave a smile that made your heart melt. He looked so handsome.

"I-I don't know. I just barely know you, in fact, I just met you. What if you are a serial killer who kills women for fun?" you said skeptically.

"Well, my name is Charles Leclerc. I'm 26. I'm from Monaco, and I am a Formula 1 driver for Ferrari, number 16, so you can cheer me up." he smiled.

You looked at him in surprise. You couldn't believe what he had said. He was a Formula 1 driver, and not only that, he was inviting you to go with him to Monaco. You. Of all the people in the world, he was inviting you. You, who were a mess because of your break-up and haven't met him before. He chose you for a strange reason you didn't know.

Charles looked at you with a little smile. He didn't know why he asked you that, but honestly, he thought you were the prettiest person in the party and the world. He wanted to spend time with you, and inviting you to his home in Monaco was the best way to do it. Well, that was what he thought.

"Are you serious?" you asked, still in disbelief.

"I am. We'll have a good time, I promise you." he smiled.

You thought about it for the rest of the party. You weren't sure about accepting, but again, you weren't going to do something special for the holidays, and Monaco sounds like an amazing plan to do. Maybe, just maybe, you could have fun after months of being depressed. Charles didn't look like a bad guy. He was very lovely and fun to be with. You couldn't stop imagining being with him as a couple. Yeah, you should go to Monaco.

"Have you think about it? Will you come with me to Monaco?" he asked, handing you your jacket.

You were about to leave your friend's boyfriend's house, and he insisted to accompany you to your car. That was so sweet of him. You smiled when he asked you that again. He was nervous and looking at the floor. You took his hand in yours and smiled. He looked up at you with hope.

"Yes, I'll go with you." you smiled.

He smiled immediately and hugged you. He whispered some words in French in your ear before letting you go. You were happier than in the last three months. This was incredible. He was incredible.

"You won't regret it, I promise you," he told you, giving you a big smile.

And you believe him. And he was right, you didn't regret it.

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[pathetichimbos]

He's truly so handsome and beautiful in his own way, he's so tall and strong and his hair is so messy yet so mesmerizing to look at and the way he just does anything is worth watching

Thomas is a very handsome man, and there's not a single doubt in my mind that he didn't have such a severe skin disease and clear neurodivergency in such a small, judgmental town, he would've easily found someone and settled down quickly.

He's tall, with thick, curly hair, strong arms and a wide build set, he's practically begging to be wifed up, but in classic southern culture, anything different is shamed and shunned.

To them, it didn't matter that he was just a kid born with a bit (well, a lot) of bad luck, he was diseased and contagious.

Parents warned their children not to get too close, people covered their faces if he breathed a little too hard, and no one ever treated him like a normal child.

There was more than one instance where young Tommy would go to the store with Luda Mae when she managed to scrape enough cash together to get something small, and everyone would drop what they were doing to give him odd glances and confused stares.

Thomas has never been confrontational, so he hides quietly behind his mother's dress, tiny hands pulling at the old, stained fabric to hide his face.

Of course, his mother is a lot more argumentative, noticing rather quickly how uncomfortable everyone was making her precious baby feel.

"You really think he can help you find your groceries or you just like starin' at little boys?" She asks loudly, staring down a younger gentleman with a warning glare in her eyes.

"What!? No-- I--" The man stumbles over his words, trying to back-track and explain himself.

"Come on, Tommy," Luda Mae grabs her sons hand, pulling him down the aisle, "Let's get away from this pervert."

"I'm not a pervert!" The young man calls back, letting out a sigh in defeat and going back to his shopping.

Thomas can't help but smile, stifling a chuckle as he follows behind quickly.

...That's how it always went when he was a kid. Of course, and unfortunately, things changed as he got older, and not for the better.

He shot up like a weed, his shoulders got wide, and he got big.

He was no longer a strange, deformed kid hiding behind his mother's dress, earning pitiful looks and sympathetic head shakes, he was dangerous, and a monster.

Suddenly the town he grew up in wasn't as kind (not that it was all that kind in the first place), and people that once spared him a rare, feel-sorry smile wouldn't give him a second look, quickly leaving the room in unjustified fear.

He was even more shunned than before, ridiculed by the men he worked with and fearfully avoided by any woman that might catch a glimpse of him.

He could hear people talk about him in rooms he walked past, laughing loudly as they verbally berated him behind his back, most of them too afraid to actually say anything to his face.

He didn't understand why they were so scared. He had never hurt anyone, not so much as raising a fist in anger, but he was treated as he was just some dangerous freak who could snap at anytime.

Years of abuse and mistreatment falls on his shoulders, but he never hurts a soul. He puts up and shuts up, keeping to himself and trying not to cry himself to sleep most nights.

Only when the factory shuts down and he has to face that his entire life as he knows it is over does he finally snap, and in my opinion, it was well deserved.

But, that's another topic for another post. I'll go ahead and end my drabble rant here. Thanks for sending in the ask love <3

[mintmatcha]

what was higuruma’s relationship like with his ex wife? does he still love her? does she him? need 2 kno mint

cw: alcoholism, mentions of depression and hinted self harm

They met over an Amaretto Sour.

A woman sits at a bar. Everyone is the room finds this noticeable.

When she talks to the bartender, her platinum curls bounce in time with her bell tinkle laugh, a hair sprayed halo. She's the prettiest thing in the bar. She knows that. There's rarely places where she isn't. She savors the faux idol-hood that it affords her. Reverence often comes at the price of solitude, as if she's simply too beautiful to actually exist in the room, so the men just watch from afar, whispering behind hands with those-

"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?"

A dark hair man slides into the seat next to hers, empty glass in hand. He's tall, young, and dressed nicer than this place deserves. There's a sway in his voice, a tipsy unfocused glaze to his eyes. He's drunk, the cute kind that blushes his cheeks and gives him the confidence to take to women out of his league.

"Yes," she says. "But you can tell me again."

"You're gorgeous." He's waving down the bartender. "Let me buy you a drink."

....

The cork pops off the champagne bottle and foam sputters after it. She laughs, even though she knows her mother's watching. She thinks her now husband drinks too much, but he only drinks when work is hard or life is too good not too. It's not his fault that both of those things happen frequently.

It will be better next year, when the house is built and a baby's on the way.

The man in question tips the bottle towards her and the pristine white of her dress is speckled with bits of yellow.

"My dress!" she squeals, laughing only because eyes are on her. "Hiromi, my dress!"

....

"I want to wait another year."

She knew this was coming. The talk about children had been dwindling down into awkward silences for a while now. She cuts her dinner with a fork and knife, focusing on even cuts and keeping her upper lip stiff.

Hiromi reaches out for her. When she doesn't take his hand, he grabs his drink- three fingers of vodka over the rocks.

"Bad people are out there, Rin. People who hurt kids." Hiromi pinches the bridge of his nose. "There was this case--"

"I don't want to talk about your work," she cuts in. "It upsets me."

"Yeah." He brings the rocks glass to his lips. "Me too."

....

"I think I want to die."

He pulls the comforter closer. The blanket is night hides his face, but she knows he's facing her; she can taste the mint on his breath. They both pretend that he's still abiding by his New Year's Resolution and avoiding alcohol, even though the brand new bottle of mouthwash is practically drained.

"Don't say things like that."

He turns over. "I'm sorry, Rin."

....

There's a glass of vodka on the table, but he smells like whiskey. She thinks of times he smelt like cologne and can't remember any.

....

The hospital is neon bright, even it the middle of the night. Hiromi is hooked up to machines, but she's not sure why. It's not as if he lost any blood or anything, he just...

Rin was raised to be delicate. To be soft. It was never her job to be someone's rock.

When he wakes, he looks for her.

"You fell asleep in the bathtub," is all she says.

Hiromi doesn't seem surprised.

"You were drunk."

The machines beep their steady rhythms. She has questions that she hopes he never answers.

"I want a divorce."

He doesn't seem surprised about that either.

[dustylava]

English is not my native language, so, i'm so sorry.

You're marrying the man you love, even despite his reputation. And this man, too, loves you very much. And after the official acquaintance, his mother, too, was imbued with tender feelings for you. And in the end, you have a possessive stalker-husband, who always finds out where you are, literally by smell, and his mama, who is your obsessive yandere, ready to follow you anywhere. Oh, and of course don't forget about the reproductive pressure on you from both sides. Your mother-in-law really wants grandchildren. Grandchildren, that you will carrying and give birth to.

These two will blow away dust motes from you. Your husband will kiss the ground you walked on. Your mother-in-law will give you anything you want. They will do anything for you, just be a good, decent wifey, do as they tell you. Your husband tells you not to look in the direction of those people - turn away from them, look at him, smile at him, purr to him, how wonderful he is, and your husband will melt in your hands. Your mother-in-law is calling you to her chambers, to discuss something - go to her, let her comb your hair, let her try on her jewelry on you, thank her, for giving you such a wonderful son, and your mother-in-law will be in heaven with happiness. Look at them with love and care, tell them, how happy and grateful you are, to become part of their family, and these two will unleash wars, arrange an apocalypse, they will reshape it, as you want, and put this world at your feet. You have no right to make a mistake.

They will love you forever, they will always take care of you, they adore you. They will always protect you. They are your family, and you don't need anyone else. Except for your future children, of course. Although they love you in different ways, but do not bring it to the point, that mother and son will start compete with each other for your attention and affection. It will be worse for you.

Forget the people from the past, they never loved you. Don't think about that pathetic, soulless and lonely life. Now, you have a family, that loves and appreciates you. The family, you've always deserved. And if, suddenly, one of the members of your real and only family will be harmful to you - leave it to mammy, treasure, she will sort everything out. You can't trust your husband with this kind of work, mammy will do everything herself!

Aemond Targaryen and Y/n, too, a Targaryen now: quarreling.

Alicent: doesn't know what's going on, but there is not a pleasant feeling, that something is wrong.

Aemond: accidentally says something hurtful and offensive.

Y/n: "oh... So, that's how it is... Very well, whatever you say, my husband..."

Aemond: "my soul... That's not, what I meant... It just happened to slip out of my mouth, please, wait!"

Y/n: upset.

Alicent: "Do you want me to stuff his face?"

Aemond: "mother..."

Alicent: "And you shut up! Scoundrel, how could you say such a thing, to this innocent treasure?! It's very treacherous!"

Oh, and don't be surprised, that one day, when you succumb to their persuasions. To their very insistent beliefs, and when you agree to take care of the creation of a child, you will see your mother-in-law sitting peacefully in an armchair, opposite your marital bed. With a soft smile and approval in her eyes, she will be sitting there. No-no, don't pay attention to her, don't get distracted. She just wants to make sure, everything is done right. Oh, don't be embarrassed, dear child, of course she trusts you two, just, please, understand, grandchildren, heirs are very important. Who better, than you, can give her and her son a beautiful, strong and healthy legacy. She's just so worried about you, what, if something goes wrong. And you, her dear son, don't be snide. You know, what is needed from you, so, come on - work, son.

[ambi-kiko]

tma music tma music tma music

please reblog with your own! i need it (:

also im more than willing to elaborate on any of em, just ask! (i have much to yell about)

for bitchard, we have:

kiss me, son of god (they might be giants)

i'm gonna win (rob cantor)

blood & money (the orion experience, orion, linda XO)

ruler of everything (tally hall)

BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA (will wood)

community gardens (the scary jokes, louie zong)

the main character (will wood)

your body, my temple (will wood)

laplace's angel (hurt people? hurt people!) (will wood)

saint bernard (lincoln)

welcome to the internet (bo burnham)

all eyes on me (or3o)

my ordinary life (the living tombstone)

cabinet man (lemon demon)

peter x elias (for my frenchies out there <33)

marine marchande (les cowboys fringants)

ok dont judge me too much i had to have smth for them ((: plus its not that unrelated

next! martin

a better son/daughter (rilo kiley)

12 feet deep (the front bottoms)

things to do (alex g)

be nice to me (the front bottoms)

step on me (the cardigans)

heart for brains (roar)

mama (my chemical romance)

summer child (conan gray)

hello my old heart (the oh hellos)

i cant handle change (roar)

against the kitchen floor (will wood)

least favorite only child (leanna firestone)

sharpener (cavetown)

empty bed (cavetown)

life's a beach (bears in trees)

jmart ((:

no children (the mountain goats)

the moon will sing (the crane wives)

euthanasia (will wood)

as the world caves in (matt maltese)

the truth (the front bottoms)

balade à toronto (jean leloup)

doctor (jack stauber)

apocalypse (cigarettes after sex)

talk to you (ricky Montgomery)

cabo (ricky montgomery)

meteor shower (cavetown)

juliet (cavetown)

feel better (penelope scott)

would you be so kind (dodie)

two birds (regina spektor)

line without a hook (ricky Montgomery)

and jon, ofc <3 i rly dont have enough for him ):

body terror song (AJJ)

downhill (Lincoln)

montreal (penelope scott)

ramblings of a lunatic (bears in trees)

its called: freefall (rainbow kitten surprise)

chin music for the unsuspecting hero (foster the people)

love, me normally (will wood)

dinner is not over (jack stauber's micropop)

also melanie! dont have that many but she deserves the mention (:

saturn suv (fredo disco)

brave as a noun (AJJ)

tongues & teeth (the crane wives)

wreaking ball (mother mother)

we fell in love in october (girl in red)

and just random songs with tma vibes (other characters, ships, dread powers, etc)

underground (cody fry)

hand me my shovel, i'm going in! (will wood)

terry's taxidermy (teddy hyde)

cotard's solution (will wood and the tapeworms)

amnesia was her name (lemon demon)

memento mori: the most important thing in life is death (will wood)

skeleton appreciation day in vestal, n.y. (will wood)

icicles (the scary jokes)

puppet boy (devo)

oh ana (mother mother)

i dont smoke (mitski)

choke (I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME)

thermodynamic lawyer esq, G.F.D (will wood and the tapeworms)

sorry haha i fell asleep (egg)

despair (leo)

stuff is way (they might be giants)

baby teeth (baby bugs)

king park (la dispute)

i/me/myself (will wood)

dr. sunshine is dead (will wood and the tapeworms)

amygdala's rag doll (ghost and pals)

little pistol (mother mother)

burning pile (mother mother)

this is home (cavetown)

body (mother mother)

turn the lights off (tally hall)

like real people do (hozier)

im going insane

[strongheartneteyam]

I wet you like water but she stained you like blood.

Chapter 2

Pairing: widowed!dilf!Jake Sully x younger!female!human reader

CW: angsty as hell, Neytiri is dead in this AU, unrequited love, older man & younger woman relationship (y/n is in her 20's), feeling like you're only there to fill in the gap someone else left (Neytiri, in this case), mentions of death and being a widow, complex feelings, talks of trauma, CAN BE TRIGGERING TO SOME, mentions of sex, mentions of sexual fluids, reader feeling guilty about being with Jake not long after Neytiri's death

Not proofread. And I can't even read what I just wrote, without even correcting it, because I have to feed my cat and take care of dinner right now. I'm just praying this stuff makes sense. I'll correct any mistakes as soon as I can. Sorry in advance lol This amateur writer here never has enough time on her hands...... 🥲

Chapter 1 𓆩♡𓆪

You're so much older and wiser

And I wait by the door like I'm just a kid

Use my best colors for your portrait

Lay the table with the fancy shit

And watch you tolerate it

If it's all in my head tell me now

Tell me I've got it wrong somehow

tolerate it (Taylor Swift)

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Jake was a widowed father of 4, he was an attractive, responsible, charming, older man. And he was also funny when he was just chilling, hanging around his friends or his family. Last but not least: he had a delicious "dad bod", a word people came up with to describe older men who are still toned but have some cute fat here and there.

You were a girl in your 20's, a young xenobotanist living in Pandora, who used to spend her nights alone, eating cup noodles, watching and rewatching old TV shows from when the planet Earth was still a place where humans could actually live in, and feeling lonely. So, when Jake Sully got his eye on you, you fell head over heels for him.

You knew well you could never replace Neytiri. Even after her death, she still had a place in Jake's heart that nobody, not even you, would ever be able to claim as yours.

Still, you could not let Jake go. Still, you insisted in staying. Still, you didn't seem to love yourself enough to say to yourself "I deserve better" and wait for a guy who actually loves you, not one that seemed to only love your company and well... your body most of all, as it seemed.

Okay, maybe you shouldn't think this bad of Jake. You knew he felt really connected to you, in a deep level. You two would talk late at night and he would always be vulnerable and tell you about real personal and deep stuff about his life - the one in the human body and the one in the na'vi body -, while the both of you would eat roasted meat and fungi, up in some tree in the middle of the Pandoran forests. But you knew he did not love you. Even if you could feel his heart beating fast through his chest when he kissed and touched you, away from everyone, never in front of anybody, because you two were adults and knew damn well that situation, him seeming like he was so happy and living his best life with another woman, a much younger human girl, who was at an age where she could actually be his daughter, wouldn't sit right with anybody, not human, not na'vi - given that he had children that were still mourning the death of their mother (one of them being a little girl, Tuktirey).

That sacred feeling, love, was saved inside of Jake's heart for Neytiri, his deceased mate, even after death. He bonded with her through tsaheylu. You, as only a human, no neuro queue to connect with his in sight, knew you could never compare to that primal bond he had experienced with her. But worst of all (you felt horrible saying "worst of all" but you knew you didn't mean it like that, like you didn't care about other people's feelings), Neytiri was the mother of his children. She might be with Eywa now but you knew Jake would always remember her looking all beautiful and incredibly feminine carrying his first born, Neteyam Sully, and his other two biological children in her belly (Kiri was adopted after her biological mom died, a dear friend of the couple, Grace Augustine. Kiri was a miracle kid. Her mother was bearing her inside of her body after her own death, inside the lab. That was crazy stuff your human mind would never understand, you thought. Only the na'vi could understand the magnitude of Eywa's power. You yourself knew she was strong and respected her but didn't love and worship her like they did.)

Thinking about the way Jake must still adore the memory of Neytiri and think about her and even cry missing her gave you a big lump in your throat and made you wanna throw up. You felt like the worst being in the Universe thinking like that, but you swore, truly, that feeling that way was not you being a petty selfish girl, jealous of the man you were currently in a situationship with and not even considering to have some respect for his grief and the grief of his children - who had just lost their mother -, but it was actually the love you felt for Jake manifesting in your body, in a psychosomatic way. The pain and desperation you felt thinking about the possibility of him never getting over Neytiri made you sick to your stomach, it made the bones inside of your flesh ache.

The first time you saw him talking to Norm one day at the lab, his tall, large frame in all its glory, his blue skin so beautiful, his dark blue stripes adorning his whole body in intricate patterns, his long brown hair falling on his toned back, his tail looking so cute, reminding you of a kitty cat.... "I'm fucked" You thought to yourself. "Am I really catching feelings for this older na'vi man who will probably never want me in this way?! Damn, he's still mourning his dead mate.... Neytiri died not even a whole year ago... I must be evil to be thinking about him this way at this moment. Stop that, you crazy stupid heartless girl."

You looked at him again and he was smiling, his fangs touching his lower lip. He had such a cheerful, precious smile, even though you knew he had been through a whole lot of pain and trauma in his life. "He must be really strong and resilient. That's beautiful." You thought to yourself

Jake Sully had the right amount of muscles but still had soft flesh in all the right places, his tummy just perfect enough for you to be able to squeeze it if you wanted to, his thighs thick but the muscles were balanced with sweet softness. He made you feel a raw kind of heat in your lower belly and think about him just before sleep, like you were a damn schoolgirl. Sometimes (okay, many times...) he made your panties slick with your own juices when you imagined him taking you in his arms and kissing you hard, dominating you like you were his. Which you wished you were. Until one day that wish was fulfilled. You were in cloud nine when that happened.

Jake had been in the marines back when he was human and lost the movement of his legs, being left needing a wheelchair to move himself around and do day to day activities. He lost his twin brother back on Earth, too, after he - Tommy - had been mugged. And now, he had just lost his wife to death too and was left alone to take care of his 4 children. Poor thing must have PTSD, if the na'vi brains were able to have the same disorders as humans brains had. You didn't know, to be honest. You were a xenobotanist. Your area of expertise was the biology of extraterrestrial plants, not the biology of extraterrestrial bodies.

The fact that he still was capable of irradiating happiness through his eyes, smile, voice and overall presence made you weak with admiration. And love, you must say. Because thats what you were: weak and in love, all for and with Jake Sully.

Too bad his feeling were not even close to being the same as yours. He loved you as a friend and he lusted over your body. He wanted to protect you from any harm anyone could ever do to you. The bitter part of it all is: he could never protect you from the harm he himself did to you. The harm being giving you pieces of what could be his love, but it wasn't. That was the worst crime he could ever commit against you. At least that's what the pungent pain deep inside the arteries of your heart told you. Every night. Every time you remembered he didn't love you, but he loved Neytiri. Everytime you got reminded of the fact that you were alive and she was dead but you still were not his favorite.

Goddammit. How did you end up competing with a dead na'vi woman over a na'vi man's love? You sure were losing your mind.

But falling in love with Jake Sully proved to you that you were not the nerdy science girl who used to always put reason first and feelings last, that you always thought you were. Not when it came to love, at least. Or not when it came to this relationship.

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Robyn for Council!

Lisa: Good afternoon, today we are in the streets of Mantel asking people who they will vote for in these next elections. Excuse me, who would you vote for this election?

Random citizen: Jacques Schnee, he has good policies… I think so…

Random Citizen #2: I will also vote for Jacques Schnee, he's a business man so he should know what to do to make the economy better, right?

Lisa: Thank you both and you ma'am. Who would you vote for in these elections?

Atlas Milf: Me?

Lisa: Yes ma'am.

Atlas Milf: Um... Robyn Hill.

Lisa: May I ask why?

Atlas Milf: Well...

Flashback

At a motel in the city.

Atlas Milf: Fuck~💕!!!! It's so BIG!!!

Jaune: *Fucking her brains out in a mating press* So, can we count on your vote?

Atlas Milf: You can count on me for anything! Just keep fucking me!!! Oh GOD~!💕!!

Flashback end

Atlas Milf: *Blushing* She knows how to draw people to her.

Lisa: Interesting.

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Atlas Female Military: You see Robyn Hill...

Flashback

Jaune: *Fucking her while standing up* You know, a vote for Robyn is a vote to help our veterans.

AltasFM: *Hugin him tight with her legs and arms* I'll do whatever you want, but please don't stop!!! Just fuck me!!!~💕

Flashback end

AltasFM: *Blushing* She cares for her people.

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Faunus Citizen: Robyn Hill...

Flashback

Faunus Citizen: *Getting fuck doggie style* Yes!! Yes!! YES!!!!~💕

Jaune: If you vote for Robyn Hill, she will do everything possible for better treatment of Faunuses.

Faunus Citizen: Just shut up and fuck me like the horny bitch that I am~!!💕

Flashback end

Faunus Citizen: *Blushing* ...is looking for a better treatment for us faunuses.

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Female Atlas City Citizen: I honestly was going to vote for Jacques Schnee, but then…

Flashback

FACC: *Getting face fuck*

Jaune: *Holding her head still* And with her plan to improve the economy, Robin can help you give better pay to your people without losing what you already earn. Fuck~💕 I'm sorry am about to... Oh Shit~💕 *Cums down her throat*

FACC: Mmm~!!💕

Flashback end

FACC: *Blushing* ...Robyn was able to convince me with her business plan.

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Milf #2: What worries me most is the health of my little ones, but with Robyn health care plan…

Flashback

Milf #2: *On top of Jaune, being roughly fucked* YEs!!! Fuck my brains out!!~💕

Jaune: With the new health plan you and your children will not have to worry. Robyn will make sure everyone gets the medical care they need completely free of cost.

Milf #2: I LOVE IT!!!💕~

Flashback end

Milf #2: *Blushing* ...I don't have to worry anymore

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Winter: I don't normally get into politics, but…

Flashback

Winter: *She's fucked against the wall* OOHH!~💕 AAH~💕! FUCK!!~💕

Jaune: Just imagine Winter, your dad losing to what he hates most, common people. With your help we can win with as many votes and make a big change in the kingdom.

Winter: I'm cumming!!!💕

Flashback end

Winter: *Blushing* ...Robyn Hill is the change Atlas needs.

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Willow: I know Jacques is my husband but Robyn….

Flashback

Willow: *Being fucked like she deserves* Fuck! I needed this badly!!💕

Jaune: *On top of her, kissing her and caressing her sweetly* Honestly, it was an excuse that I came here to convince for voting for Robyn. I actually came here to make you mine.

Willow: *Heart eyes* Really?!

Jaune: Yes, be my wife Willow~ Be the mother of my children~

Willow: *Gets tighter and hugs him* Yes! Take me!!! I want to give birth to your children!!!💕

Flashback end

Willow: *Blushing* ...has much more capable people backing her.

Lisa: And there you have it, Robyn Hill has won the vote of the majority of citizens. It's only a matter of time before she steps up to take her place on the Council. I'm Lisa Lavender and this is the word on the street.

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Camara off

Lisa: *Desperate* Ok I already did what you asked. Where is he?!

Nora: He is in your dressing room, just be careful not to get pregnant. *Throws a box of condoms at her*

Lisa: *She doesn't catch it* That's the idea. *Runs towards her dressing room*

Nora: Wow

Robyn: Well Nora, I honestly I didn't think your method would help me win the election. My deepest apologies.

Nora: I don't care about your apologies, you know what I want.

Robyn: I know, I know, but what do you think that instead of paying you I give you a position as my negotiator. The payment is double to what we agreed and is monthly. What do you say?

Nora: Deal!! *Shakes her hand*

Robyn: Excellent, when Jaune is done with Lisa, tell him to come to my room. I need help relaxing a bit~

Nora: Yes ma'am!

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A rant about Aang and Byrke

WARNING NOT KATAANG FRIENDLY

CONTINUE WITH PRECAUTION

Hello my loves!

Here I'm with a new blog entry.

This time we will talk about Kataang, Aang and Byrke.

Since I'm writing a FanFic where Aang is paired with an OC, I thought I could tell you why I prefer Aang with OCs instead of Katara.

Just to be clear.

I like Aang.

I love Katara and would for this girl sell my liver.

But them together as a pair...please no!

Kataang is one of my NOTPs.

In my Let's Talk about Zutara post I pretty much said why I can't stand this pairing.

One is the age and maturity gap.

What does a 14-year-old want with a 12-year-old? It's just creepy, no matter the gender and it would have been better if they got together at like 22 and 20.

Even if I think Zutara is superior, I could grimly accept Kataang.

Second Aang and Katara are the worst version of their self together.

I haven't read the comics, but what I saw on Tumblr and on Legend of Korra was enough to make me angry.

Katara was reduce to Aang price, girlfriend, housewife and mother of his children.

The warrior girl we all loved, who never turned her back on people who needed her, became in the name of love (and Byrke) a shadow of herself.

Our real Katara would smack this wishy-washy version of herself to kingdom come!

Then we have Aang. The boy clearly turns into a Nice GuyTM when it's about Katara.

He kissed her TWICE, TWICE, without her consent and never said sorry for this.

He thinks he deserves her love because he is the Avatar (the hero) and that's how it be.

Till Season 2 Aang wasn't that worse about Katara, a lot of plotpoints pointed out that Aang obsession, I'm not calling it love, on Katara was not good.

He replaced the love for his people with Katara.

Erm, that's not healthy at all.

What Aang expierendec was traumatic, he is the sole suriver of a genocide, but he can't shove all his love for his people to Katara.

How can only one person hold this standards?

It's impossible.

Katara is a bandaid on a ripped arm.

A bandaid isn't going to fix Aang trauma.

He needed to really face it and accept it and let Katara go.

Guru Pathik told him he to let Katara go, but I don't think it was meant to say, don't love that girl anymore.

No, it was more like: you clearly are obsessed with her and think if she loves you all your hurt will go away, but this isn't the case!

Aang could still love Katara, he just needed to stop to put her on a pestal!

Then we know what happens, he let's her go, seems to get the Avatar State, but turn it down because Katara is in danger and he must save her.

Alright, we all would run to our loved one if they are in danger, but Aang, you are the Avatar.

The Avatar is the peacekeeper of this world.

Sadly he can't put his own desires forward, he has do to what was for the world right!

In the Crystal Catabombs he realizes this.

So he let's go of Katara to get the Avatar State and then gets shot down by Azula.

Then when the first episode of season 3 rolls around, you get the feeling that Aang learnend his lesson.

Because he was selfish, he lost his greatest eapan.

He needed to be better.

Only...after the first episode season 3 was really...bad.

I can't say it better.

If you compare it to the other two seasons...season 3 has mayor problems.

A lot of plotpoints get forgotten, Aang didn't learn from his mistakes, he acts entitled for Katara love and he gets his Avatar State back thanks to Deus-Ex-Machine Rock and even finds a way to handle Ozai thanks to Deus-Ex-Machine Lion Turtle.

How, HOW, did the creators look at this and want a golly what an awesome final?

It was not!

It was rushend and not earnend!

Because Aang is a selfinsert from Bryek.

They statet once in an interview that Kataang was reflection how they had a crush on their babysitter, who of course didn't wanted them and would go out with the "bad boy".

The bad boy here in question is Zuko, which is hilarious since Zuko is the most awkward dork.

So they wanted to create a story were the young hero gets the hot older girl.

No normal 14-year-old girl would date a 12-year-old and if she did call the police on her ass!

Avatar was only amazing because of writers like Aaron Ehasz, who turned Toph, who was supposed to be a boy and a love rival for Aang, into this badass girl who didn't let her disabilty stop her to become the greatest earthbender and inventer of metalbening in the world.

They truned Iroh into thee loveable and wise uncle and not like Byrke wanted into a spy for Ozai.

Also Azula was supposed to be a boy too, but she became the female villain we all loved and wish we would see in other media's too!

A lot of writer wanted also Zutara to happen and not Kataang.

If I remember right season 3 was so rushed and lacking because the movie-who-shall-not-be-named was in production and Bryke wanted the series to end before it.

A lot of concept were thrown out the window for it.

The writers wanted to make even a season 4, where Aang would even find other airbenders, but noooooooooooooooo we can't give Aang the healing he deserves, we must live out a fantasy trough this boy.

Looking at you Bryke.

Anyways we got, what we got and I'm so not happy about it.

Zutara should be canon and Aang should have found a girl who loved really, who was his equal and who didn't needed to be a broodmare for the air nomads, becasue there where still air nomads around.

Here we get back to my preference to ship Aang with OCs. Since I'm a big fan of the theoretical season four we would have gotten, it's only naturel to imagine own characters, since no canon characters exist for it.

I would have loved to see Aang with a descendant of Air Nomads. She learning from him, he learning from her, cute!

But let's be real if Aang is writing good he could work with a lot of characters.

Even canon ones like On Ji. I found her really cute with him.

The only thing I want for Aang partner is that the girl doesn't get reduced to a broodmare.

So the airbenders have always to come back/stop from hiding.

IT'S NOT THE COMPLICATED!

BUT WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS!

WE LIVE IN THE DARK TIMELINE!

AVATAR COULD HAVE BEEN THE MOST REVOLUTIONARY CARTOON EVER, BUT NOOOOOO TWO MEN HAD TO MAKE THEIR WEIRD FANTASY REALITY AND DIDN'T LISTEN TO THEIR TEAM OF WRITER WHO WERE LIKE, FAM THAT'S NARRAVTIVLY SPEACKING HUGE STEPS BACKWARDS!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!

Yeah, I think you all guessed how much I hate Bryke.

Fricking pricks!

Also, people who make fun of their own fans because they ship a pairing themselves not like are the worst!

That shows have much respect they have for their fans.

Zero.

They just wanted to live out their fantasy and be done.

Again, fricking pricks!

So for now, that's from me, I needed to get it out of my chest.

Till next time my loves!

[two-white-butterflies]

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Chapter Nine: Vhagar Description: Saera Targaryen was her father's forgotten daughter. Years following her marriage with Ser Harwin Strong, she catches him in an affair with her sister and seeks solace in the arms of her uncle. Not realizing that the consequence of their affair is just as dire as her sister's.

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SAERA REACHES FOR BAELA'S HANDS, ignoring Alicent's prying gaze. She glances at Daemon and offers his daughter a kind smile, "Why did you hurt Aemond?" she asked softly as she maintains eye contact with the child.

Losing a mother was a scar that cut deep, but losing her mother's dragon only mere moments after her death pained more. Baela looks down, but keeps her hands rested on Saera's hands.

"Vhagar was Rhaena or Daegon's to claim." she muttered with spite as she glares lightly at her cousin. The little boy was a proud man, he often reminded Saera of Daemon. But right now he was being a little cunt, who didn't deserve Visenya's dragon.

Her lips curl lightly, as she leans closer. She reaches for Rhaena's hands, and offers the same kind smile. "A dragon is not an inheritance," she begins as she glances at Aemond.

She sees nothing special in him, but Vhagar did.

She places a hand on Rhaena's head and gently combs it with her fingers. "You will have a dragon in the future, you and Daegon will — perhaps they will be smaller or bigger than Vhagar. But that doesn't mean that they are any weaker." she explains as both of them look down.

"I'm sorry," Baela mutters as she leans in for a hug. "We are dragons — you both bare the same blood as Daegon and Alyssa. You must always stick with each other." she commands as she presses a kiss on both of their heads. "We promise," Rhaena smiles.

ALICENT GRABS A DAGGER AND POINTS IT AT RHAENYRA. "You've gone too far," Rhaenyra beseeches as she aims her dagger at the woman. "I have gone to far? When I have done nothing but what was expected of me? Forever upholding the kingdom, the family, the law, while you parade and do as you please." she spat as the Kingsguard attempt to free the Princess.

Daemon leans back and enjoys the sight. Watching as Harwin goes under a state of frenzy, trying to locate all of his strong sons. "Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? Is it trampled underneath your pretty shoe?" she yells as her eyes turned sharply at Rhaenyra's sons.

The Dragon Princess chuckles, "Exhausting wasn't it? Hiding under the cloak of your own self-righteousness." she replied curtly as Alicent slides her dagger down the Princess' forearm, allowing blood to seap through her skin.

A gasp erupts from the room as numerous knights watched their Queen injure their Princess. "But now they see you, as you are." she finished while one of the guards pull Alicent back.

Alicent turns sharply towards Saera, as the guards pull her away. "And you are not any better! They both scheme and lie behind your back, heed my warning now. Duty will bring you nowhere. What is duty if you cannot avenge your own son?" she screams as Criston holds her back.

The dagger clinking as it falls unto the ground. Saera casts her worried glance unto Daemon, who began walking towards them.

Alicent had made a fool of herself in an effort to atone for her son. But at the same time, she was able to tell everyone that Rhaenyra's children were bastards, and that was more than enough for Daemon.

Years ago, it had been rumors. But with the Queen yelling it from the top of her lungs, it was just as good as the truth.

There was no use for bloodshed, or sabotaging his niece. For the seeds of doubt have been planted, and no one could stop it from sprouting.

He hides a smile and places a hand on his daughter's shoulders. Laena's body had not been found, although hope dims in his heart.

"You should both retire for the night." he ordered with a soft grin, and both his daughters nod seemingly tired from all of their cousin's shenanigans. "Mother?" Rhaena asks as he presses a kiss on her forehead.

"We'll know tomorrow," he confirmed as he nods at their septa, signaling for them to be sent away.

He walks towards Saera and sits beside her, watching as she stared at Harwin who was talking to Lucerys. "They know, tis' no use in hiding now." he remarked as he stared at Saera's husband.

"It brings me more shame than any of them." she grumbles lightly as she fumbled with her necklace. "It shouldn't," he comforted as they gently sat beneath the fire.

She bites her lip, "Everyone at court knows about them, but no one bothers telling me." she chuckles and watches as her father's advisors desperately scramble off and attempt to get ahold of the situation.

She pauses and decides to change the topic.

"Laena's dead, that's the only reason Aemond was able to claim Vhagar." she breathed out and he nods. There wasn't any love between him and his wife, but there was a mutual understanding.

Laena knew about his affair with Saera, but didn't wish on telling anyone about it. For he had his lover, and she had his freedom. And both of them were content.

"In spite of her death, I find a silver lining." he whispers as she side-eyes him, pondering about what crazy idea he had now. "What silver-lining?" she questioned and he smirks, his eyes now twinkling with a brand new plan.

"Take my hand in marriage. I'll wed you in the sights of our gods." he offered as he reaches for her face. "Be my wife, bear more of my children. If it is revenge that you seek, I shall be your loyal servant." he whispers as the crowds behind them began to draw out.

He couldn't see anything else now. His eyes were drunk on nothing but her features. "I have a husband," she declines and he shrugs. "Have two. If they force the first one unto you, then you must force the second one unto them." he demanded as his fists remained clenched.

He didn't want to be a second-husband, but he knew that he wouldn't be second best. "Damn him, and damn the gods. My blood flows for you." he whispered as if he didn't wish to draw any attention towards them both.

His hands trail off to her lips, and his eyes dart back unto her. "Dignify me this one time, and I shall give to you the world." he promised as she rests her hands in his forearms.

They both had Valyrian bearings, and the laws of Westeros did not apply to them. She could take two husbands, and love only one.

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𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐔𝐃

pairing: dad!daemon targaryen x mom!reader au

summary: alyssa argues with y/n. daemon argues with alyssa. it seems we are all fighting here. based on this ask by @green-lxght <3

warnings: really angst, family fight, a lot of sexism bc this is a medieval set, alyssa is a brat (because daemon is a brat), y/n is a good mom she doesn't deserve this, alyssa is 14 in this one.

author's note: my darling @chaosfae-writes gave me the idea that y/n should pull off an alicent and says something like "you are no daughter of mine", but i did the opposite 🥴 hope this still hurts lmao. this is divided in 3 parts otherwise it would be huge, i'm so sorry .

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You and Alyssa had a complicated relationship. You don't talk to each other to have a proper conversation like a parent and a child should always do.

You blamed yourself. Alyssa was a young lady now, she had her own thoughts and judgments, and had passed the age of bonding with her parents.

Daemon was the lucky one. An inseparable bond they shared, while you only had your boys.

You promised not to get it wrong with Viserra, and that she would see you in the same way Alyssa sees your husband.

Even though you thought it was too late to repair the damage, you would still invite Alyssa to evenings of tea and embroidery with you. It became your thing since your last pregnancy.

And she hated it. The princess was terrible with the needle, and you always seemed to be amused with the amount of times she could poke her finger with it.

And you couldn't deny that you did find funny how someone could be so clueless with a needle that big.

"You're doing it wrong, darling." You chuckled as she huffled, setting her disastrous embroidery on the table.

She looked at you, furious. How dare you be having fun at her failure!?

"I have always been doing it wrong! I can't do it at all! I shouldn't be sitting here, embroidering and drinking tea, like a little wife who has nothing better to do! My place is in the field, training, fighting, with a sword in my hand!"

You frowned, nervously chuckling this time. What has gotten into her?

"You are not sitting here like a little wife. You are sitting here like a lady, because that's what you are. That's what you were raised to be."

"I am blood of the Queen conqueror, Visenya Targaryen. I am a dragonrider, a warrior! I am a dragon, and I will not be told what to do anymore! Father supports me, and I will make uncle Viserys give me a place at the Kingsguard."

You couldn't believe your own ears. The audacity your daughter had was completely blindsided by the fact that your husband supported that idea, and had never mentioned it to you.

To be part of the Kingsguard. To be a knight, to never marry, to have no family. Your only duty is to have honor, and fight for your King. You have desired for that once, before Daemon, before all of this. You would not see your daughter follow that path.

"Face it, Alyssa, you're a woman! A girl, actually. You are a lady, you have duties to the family, to have heirs!"

"You are being hypocritical. You were a swordswoman once, before marriage. I rather serve as a Knight, and ride to battle in glory!"

"You’re right. I married, I had children, I had you. The child bed is our battlefield. I don't care what kind of silly dreams you have, nor that Daemon has been feeding it, but I will not have my daughter saying these kinds of absurd things!" You said sternly, trying not to lose composure.

"You are no mother of mine!" Alyssa yelled, before leaving the table to the company of her maid.

And that's how that feud ended up in the ears of the staff. The maid told a milk maid, who told prince Rhaegon's squire, that mentioned it with prince Daemon's cupbearer.

And the Rogue Prince heard every single part of the conversation.

part 2 !!

[thegreymoon]

The Story of Minglan

Bitch, you just tried to strangle your daughter. What maternal instinct?

And the only reason you took your son when you abandoned her was because you thought you could get more money for him.

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OH MY GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDD 🤬🤬

THIS REPULSIVE PETTY PIECE OF SHIT WASTE OF AIR!!

Seriously, I despise him more than Manniang!

My guy, quit while you're ahead! You lost the girl because you were spineless. Get over it and stop embarrassing yourself! 🤬🤬

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LMAO, what else is he supposed to do?

Let's say it's been four or five years since Manniang ran off. This child was two at most at the time. He would be six or seven now. What are you talking about? That is still a whole baby!

I love (and by love, I mean hate) how disposable children are in this society unless they are sons anchoring their mother's position in their respective households.

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Oh, shut the fuck up, you bitter, pathetic loser.

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Drag him, Tingye!

I am so sick and tired of his bullshit.

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NOOOO, BUT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, HE IS THE MAIN CHARACTER OF THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE!

OF COURSE, MINGLAN WAS SUPPOSED TO WAIT UNTIL RETIREMENT FOR HIM TO GET HIS SHIT TOGETHER AND SUFFER ALL KINDS OF INDIGNITIES IN THE MEANTIME!

HOW DARE SHE NOT BUILD A SHRINE TO HIS ESTEEMED PERSON AND PUT HER ENTIRE LIFE ON HOLD SO THAT HE CAN FEEL IMPORTANT?

With all that said, this actor is beyond fantastic, I can see why people are obsessed with him. I hope to watch him in a more sympathetic role next time.

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LMAO, look at the pot calling the kettle black 🤣🤣

I cannot with this loser of a man.

***

If he had not been born rich, he would have been the founding father of the incel movement, blaming every man with even a semblance of a spine on his inability to fuck.

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Oh, sure, it was for the government 🙄🙄

Your jealousy is palpable. You can't even convince yourself.

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LMAO, what the fuck.

This is a dead child you're talking about! Your child! And you are mad you cannot get money and status because of him?

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She's right, though, she did make the biggest fool out of him.

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Good for you for slapping her, Minglan!

I've been waiting for someone to do it for ages now.

In fact, so many people in this drama deserve slapping. It's about time you got started on that.

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Aww, he found his dead baby 😢

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Wait, that's all?

THAT'S ALL??

WE DO NOT EVEN GET A BEHEADING 😭😭

Not only does her sorry ass not get punished in any way, he will continue to provide for her for the rest of her life. Sure, she will not be living in a manor in luxury as his wife, but she will have a roof over he head and food to eat, plus he will have to employ people in the middle of nowhere to make sure she doesn't go causing trouble again.

She should be in prison instead. Or in some hard labour colony, which I'm sure there are plenty of in Song Dynasty China. OR BEHEADED!!

And what about his maternal Bai relatives? Do they at least get arrested/exiled/beheaded? They have been REPEATEDLY trying to kill him for YEARS!

I am very disappointed with this resolution.

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Well, I am glad this is over.

Honestly, as far as I am concerned, this whole Manniang subplot has been a huge blight on this otherwise excellent show and a black stain on Gu Tingye as a character. Big thanks to @ruizhi for filling me in on the details from the novel so that I can understand the writing decisions here better. Obviously, I realise that I am in the minority for disliking these decisions (and Gu Tingye as a character) because from what I have seen, he is a firm favourite among the people who watched this drama and everyone is on board with this sanitised version of his character arc.

I have to be honest, if they had kept his harem from the novel, I probably would not have touched this with a ten-foot pole, because I freely admit that I watch c-dramas for the pretty people and idealised romance. I also know that this would have made Gu Tingye more realistic and thus harder to project on, which is ironic because my complaints here are the lack of realism and easy ways out since they decided to include his other women in the drama too. Harem stories depress and infuriate me and I do not watch them unless there are very compelling reasons for me to pick them up, so out of a couple of hundred dramas on my to-watch list, this one would probably not have made it to the top if it had been closer to the source material.

Even as it is, all this is precisely why I put off watching Minglan for the longest time. I knew it had polygamy at its core and this made me disinclined to start it, even though it was warmly recommended by many people in whose good taste I trust. I eventually only started watching because a c-drama friend of mine told me that there is no harem here and that Minglan and Tingye were monogamous and ride-or-die for each other, so Manniang showing up early on was an extremely nasty surprise.

With that said, now that I am here already and very invested in this story, I've long since come to terms with the fact that romance is not the main focus of this show and adjusted my expectations. I am really enjoying it for what it is, which is a family drama focused on women's struggle and suffering in this hell system that they must learn to navigate or die destitute, which is why I am especially irked by this cheap trickery they are employing to make Gu Tingye's and Minglan's relationship more "clean" than it actually is. You cannot have it both ways. Either these characters are realistic people of their time or they are not. Either you are sticking to the book version of them in the adaptation or you are not. But these cake-eating writers (as in wanting their cake and eating it too) definitely tried to get away with both and ended up with huge inconsistencies in their story that irritated me enough to sit down and write this entire screed.

Like I said in my comments on my previous Minglan post, this is the exact thing that made TTEOTM unwatchable for me and landed it on the list of the worst dramas I ever subjected myself to, despite my unceasing obsession with Luo Yunxi. Obviously, I am feeling this on a lesser level with Gu Tingye, because overall, the writing of Minglan committed fewer crimes than TTEOM and remains solid on all other fronts, so I am still invested in the story overall, him as a character and him and Minglan as a couple, but the writers here are just as much cake eaters as the writers on TTEOTM. They looked at this bad boy who worked for a story in another medium precisely because he was morally compromised in some way, wanted that for themselves, but then could not or would not follow through, either because they feared they would alienate a big portion of their audience, or because the Chinese censorship board wouldn't let them get away with it. Then they did this ridiculous thing where they tried going, "Yeah, he's bad, but he's not really! He was set up! It was a misunderstanding!" And ended up blowing a giant hole in their whole story.

If they didn't want to explore Gu Tingye as a man of his time making the same selfish decisions as other men of that time, then they should not have had him acting like one. They should have had a logical and consistent reason why he didn't keep mistresses and concubines (such as, idk, seeing his mother suffer or something) and not introduce Manniang in the first place. What was the point of her in the plotline if we were not going to see him and Minglan make the hard decisions, either to treat his illegitimate offspring as lower-class citizens so that her biological kids could be afforded all the privileges of their rank (which would obviously not sit right with the modern audience), or go with the modern moral code that the show wants them to have and deny Minglan's bio kids by treating all the children equally (which could have been done legally if Minglan was to adopt them, but of course, she was never going to do that)? If you never intended to go there, then why bring in Manniang and her kids in the first place?

In my opinion, if they wanted Gu Tingye untarnished in this way and his love with Minglan unburdened with the baggage of other women and stepkids, they should never have kept Manniang in the adaptation. Once they brought her in, there was no stuffing that genie back into the bottle. The shadow of book!Tingye has been around since the adult actors took over and it is not even the non-monogamy that is an issue for me now, but the character inconsistency and the extremely cheap sleight of hand that they pulled in an attempt to smooth it over.

Here is the thing. Every time I start on a story, be it a book, movie, drama, or whatever, there is a certain premise that it promises to fulfil, which comes with the expectations and limitations of the genre. I adjust my standards accordingly, so if I sit down to watch a fluffy romcom with a young, naive intern falling in love with the son of CEO, then I will judge it on how funny it is and whether the main couple is hot enough and has enough chemistry to keep me invested till the end. I am not going to be particularly worried about the power imbalance and the IRL implications of such a setup, my main concern will be if the main couple look like they are having good enough sex and if I can shoehorn my own escapist fantasy into that dynamic. However, if I start a show that deals with misogyny, patriarchy and sexual harassment of women in the workplace, then you cannot dump the privileged son of the CEO into a relationship with the main heroine and expect me to root for it, unless he is right there beside her, taking his father to court for abuse of power and dismantling the system from within. This is, IMO, what this drama failed to do with Gu Tingye. You cannot promise me a Xiao Qi and deliver a Sheng Hong with the serial numbers filed off.

Based on what I've heard and read about the original novel, book!Tingye is not that much better than Sheng Hong. He had multiple women and illegitimate children that he was playing favourites with based on their birth and rank. He sabotaged his older son and indirectly caused his death so that Minglan's children would not have competition. His daughter by Manniang was just as traumatised as Minglan. He had concubines, who were also technically wives with no way out of a hell marriage, whom he then discarded when it was convenient for him. The only reason this marriage was a victory for Minglan is that she was now the favoured wife with the highest rank, thus her circumstances in life dramatically improved. I understand why they didn't want to portray this to a wider audience, and that doing so would have seriously dented Feng Shaofeng's reputation as a heartthrob in the c-ent industry, but then they shouldn't have opened that can of worms to begin with.

I feel like they should have cut the Manniang storyline completely if they weren't going to do it properly, or, idk, had her go off the deep end much earlier and kill her kids off before he got with Minglan. That could have been used as a catalyst for his change, having him go, "That's it! No more mistresses and concubines for me!" Then we could have seen the rest of it play out as it did (minus Manniang) with a REASON, with his family pressuring him to take in a wife and concubines, him saying no, then falling in love with Minglan and moving on from there naturally and giving us a clean, idealised romance that is not typical for their time.

However, once they brought in Manniang but did not bring in all the nasty stuff implied with him having a kept woman and illegitimate children, they shot themselves in the foot because now Gu Tingye's character was in conflict with the story's internal logic. We have seen how this world functions, we have seen how concubines and the children of concubines are treated. Naturally, once they introduced Manniang and her kids (but especially her son), we were expecting to see exactly what happened in the novel, because this is the premise of the story and the laws by which the world it is set in is governed. The fact that this didn't happen did not make me sigh in relief and think of Gu Tingye as a good guy, it made me question why the story never went there. The cowardly shortcuts out of this predicament and the cheap trickery the writers used to avoid it made me feel like the story was "lying" to me, which is maybe a ridiculous word to use because this whole thing is fiction and therefore a lie. But I could no longer suspend my disbelief, immerse myself in the narrative and root for these characters. Suddenly, they felt fake.

Also, I feel downright insulted by these writing choices.

"Yeah, Gu Tingye had another woman but that's OK because she was actually evil so she doesn't count and he was right to abandon her and have his true romance with Minglan! 😀"

"Yeah, he had a son that he would have had to have been grossly unfair to or not have Minglan's kids get the full extent of their privilege of rank, but that's OK, because the kid just conveniently died! 😀"

"Yeah, his daughter should be traumatised in a hundred different ways from having such a biological mother and dealing with the inferiority complex from growing up right next to Minglan's legitimate children and knowing that in the eyes of society and her own father, she is lesser than them, but don't worry, that's OK, because we are making her suuuuuuuper well adjusted! 😀"

"Yeah, if Chang'er had lived, the audience would have been forced to confront the fact that Gu Tingye was very much a man of his time and that Minglan was also no benevolent saint and that they would have treated children that are not biologically hers as second-class citizens, just like Sheng Hong and Wang Ruofu did in the Sheng household! But that's OK, we'll just kill his illegitimate firstborn son so that you don't have to think about that! 😀"

As a character, Gu Tingye feels so disingenuous because of these shortcuts the writers took to scapegoat Manniang and absolve him of the consequences of being just like the other men in this drama. Would he have been an idealised c-drama hero that girls could pin their fantasies on if they had kept his novel characterisation? Absolutely not. They made him more attractive and palatable to a wider, modern, likely younger-leaning audience at the cost of the story's internal logic, plot coherency and character consistency, and that, for me, is a much bigger writing crime than him having a harem and treating his illegitimate children as lesser-than.

Again, this is an adaptation and nobody put a gun to their heads and forced them to include Manniang. If they had wanted Gu Tingye untarnished and idealised, they should have handled her differently. They cannot have it both ways.

With that said, I realise that I am in the minority here because most viewers were obviously very happy to let this slide (just like they were with TTEOTM). Again, most viewers will not agree with me on Gu Tingye because he is obviously a favourite ML for many, but for me personally, the overall drama loses lots of points on him, especially because of Manniang.

In any case, there are still more than twenty episodes left here for me, so onwards and forward to better plot points and character arcs! 😅

[bitchyglitterfox]

My Sweet Helaena - Helaena x F!Reader

Warning: SMUT, fingering (fem), lesbians

A/n: I love helaena so much my baby deserved so much better

...

“My lady?” you gently knock on the princesses bed chamber door, “Ser Cole said you called for me?” 

“Hmm yes, would you like to join me for tea?” she asks as she smiles up at you, “the children are currently with their septa, and I feel quite lonely” 

Princess Helaena Targaryen, the soft spoken and Alicent’s only daughter. You were chosen as her lady in waiting when she was a child, you both bonded over your love for the peculiar. You loved the bugs and creatures she would show you and she, unknown to you, had fallen in love with you. 

“I would quite fancy tea with you my lady,” you respond as you walk over here at the table and sit. ‘She's glowing’ you think to yourself. 

“Thank you, Lady Y/n,” she gently smiles at you, “I do believe the mother and the maiden blessed you with beauty as well,” she grabs your hand squeezing gently. You blush at the comment. 

You know you have feelings for the princess but those were not proper in the eyes of the people as well as her being married and the queen of the realm. 

“I do enjoy our time here alone,” Helaena says after some time, “I-Theres been something i've wanted to tell you but it may seem improper,” 

“Whatever it is my lady, I'm sure it's ok,” you say gently, placing your cup of tea down onto the table once more. 

You watch as she gets up from her place and walks towards you. She stops in front of you and you look at her through your lashes. She leans forward and places her soft lips on yours. You are shocked at first which makes her pull away. 

“Oh, Im-Im sorry, i don't know what came over me-” she is then cut off by your own lips on hers. 

**** 

You sit on her bed, both of you nude. Your left leg is under her lifted right one and your right leg is over her left, your lips are on one another. Hunger is the only word to describe the feeling of her pulling you closer to her, you have one hand on her breast while your free one is buried deep in her wet cunt. She got a hand against your throat lazily wrapped around it while her other hand is holding the back of your head, fingers scrunched in your locks. 

"Oh, fuck" she moans out into your mouth as she moves the hand holding your neck to your own cunt, rubbing circles against your clit, causing you to lean your forehead against hers. 

The bottom of your palm continues to bump against her own clit deliciously.

"Does my beautiful-my beautiful princess wish to cum upon my fingers?" You say into her ear just before moving your lips to her neck.

"Yes, oh Gods yes" her eyes close tightly as she feels herself get closer to her sweet release. You feel her clench around your fingers, which in turn triggers your own orgasm. 

“Fuck!” you moan out as you pull her on top of you, your peaked nipples rubbing against hers as you move your fingers from her cunt and rub you essence soaked fingers over her clit causing her to moan out your name soaking your thigh as you gently move her to grind herself against you, lengthening her own orgasm. 

“I love you,” she cries out as she puts her lips back against yours, holding your face with one hand while her other is at the side of your face. Your lips move in sync until you've both calmed down from your euphoric highs. 

“I love you too, Helaena,” you smile as you pull away from her. You rub both of your thumbs across her cheeks, “I will always love you, my Queen”. 

[mizu-kie]

Part 2....

Itoshi sae x reader

For context please read part 1

Tags:Angst, Guilt, Regret.

"Take care". Those were the last words you said in front of him. He regretted it that day for getting late on your date. He missed the time focused on practicing soccer; he showed up in the restaurant full of sweat, didn't bother to shower, and just changed his top.

Roaming his eyes around the place just to find you, he notices a group of people swarming in one alley. An ambulance rushes into the place. At first, he had no idea it was you and kept on looking for you; he can't even call you after all he rushes here and forgot his phone in his locker.

"I feel bad for her; look at her bruises; it's dangerous to let our children out in this place until people like those jerks roam around this world." the old lady said, which caught Sae's attention.

His world stops when he looks in your direction,its you. Getting into the ambulance,without any second thought he ran towards you without breaking any eye contact.

He burst into tears, looking at your situation. He regrets it even more. Helplessly looking at the ambulance getting far away, wishing you to be alright.

Sae bothers the police hour by hour about the update of those criminals who hurt and abused you,he nearly punch those bastard after they were caught 3 hours later but was stopped by the police.

He checks you through your room door again,he always checks on you, leaving you with a basket of fruits then runs to the exit its a feeling of guilt.

He's reflecting himself; he can't bear looking at you after all; it's his fault you ended up in that situation, his fault for being late. Not only that, but he never deserved you; he knew.

Every day, Sae can't focus on his soccer and visits your shared apartment outside. You called Sae again, but this time he stared at his phone, shaking his hand and debating whether to answer the phone. He is silently wishing for you to stop. And he received a message from you.

From:Love

When i met you two years ago when we visited and stayed in Madrid for six months,i went to a soccer match with my cousin who truly loves soccer (he really forced me to watch) but i didn't regret it because i met you there,your so good that i instantly have a crush on you, my cousin is a friend of one of your teammates and often invites your team that's how we officially met i know you don't have an interest with me that why i never really bother you that much but when we are leaving you ran towards me and ask me to be your girlfriend which made my heart jump in joy,after that we went into long distance which is hard but i understand before me your obsessed playing soccer, i cant just show to your life and stops or bother you with your dream, please don't give up being the best player cause im giving up this relationship, im sorry to bother you these years,im saying that i enjoy being with you and i love you i still do —im just giving up, those having crush on you turns into crushing me into pieces ,i know i deserves someone better . This will be the last time we'll be talking to each other. I love you; take care. My final good-bye.

He cried; he cries like a lost child who has lost his mother. He wanted you to stop, but he never meant it. He didn't think you were a nuisance. He always enjoys your company and loves all your stories, wishes, dreams, and gossip.

He loves you.

You don't know how much he brags about you in front of his teammates or how he smiles every time you embarrass yourself in front of him. I'm sorry you feel that way. I'm sorry he broke your heart. He hopes you can talk to each other again.Hoping for closure.

he's giving you peace. That's it. 

However he still wants you,Sae will forever think he never deserved happiness.

[hotchs-big-hands]

medieval au!!!!!

youre a princess whose been of marriageable age for several years now and your parents have stopped enabling you and demanded you marry and pick out a handful of suitors and demand you choose one and you know theyre hoping you choose spencer, a genius philosopher whose advice has never lead to wrongdoing, or derek, a handsome knight who has led the kingdoms armys through several successful battles, because they consider them "better" so purely to spite them you choose aaron, the widowed duke of a neighboring city whose alliance to your kingdom is very important.

so you choose aaron but make it clear you're marrying out of duty to your family and not for love so he shouldnt expect anything from you and he just agrees and youre shook because he doesnt even seem surprised?? and hes like "i already have a son for an heir so you dont have to bear me children or even consummate the marriage if you dont want to" and youre like ??? why are you here you really dont seem like you even want to get married?? so he tells you that his advisors have been pushing him to remarry since the year his wife died and that he knows he cant run his city alone anymore plus his son deserves to have a mother figure and you guys make an agreement to marry and that youll do your duty to the throne and care for his son and in return he leaves you to youre own devices and doesnt control youre every move like your parents do.

so you go back to his city with him to stay with him during your "courting period" and you bond so quickly with jack because hes so sweet and precious and you fall in love frfr with that kid and aaron is soooo relieved because he didnt think any woman would want to marry someone so much older than them and have to raise another womans child. and you learn quickly about how the city is run and the ins and outs of what your responsibilities as the dutchess of the city will be. and as you slowly spend more time with aaron the two of you start to fall in love organically.

and its funny because by the time your wedding actually takes place you kind of cant wait to be married and to be able to have aaron and jack by your side forever. and you definitely do end up consummating the marriage. very passionately. (perks of marrying an experienced man is that he knows how to make a lady scream) and your parents are still shocked that you're actually willingly marrying a man. but they stop complaining about your choice in marriage when you welcome yours and aarons precious baby girl 💖

Omg I love this !! He would be such a sweetheart 😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 this would be such a good series for someone to write I gotta say KSKSSKSKS

um I don't wanna be annoying but the last bit :( it does go against one of my rules, no pregnancy stuff I'm sorry 😭

[cherryinsalemverse]

Batmom!Reader x Batfam

Summary: It is a fic inspired by that one youtube playlist. Wordcount: 1136 Warnings: I do NOT own anything in this fic! The characters nor the playlist! But please check the playlist it is awesome! Also this is my first fic and English is not my mother tongue. I'm sorry for every grammar mistake I made. Please enjoy.

 You wanted to believe that it was a joke. You wanted to believe that he made it in time. That Jason was still alive. You wanted to, with every cell in your body. Yet you knew. Bruce would never lie to you. He would never make a joke that would hurt you. 

The news crushed your heart into million pieces, it crushed your life apart too. At first, you were angry at yourself. You knew the second Jason was the new Robin. You knew you should have prevented it. Instead of helping him to be a better fighter to protect himself, you should have protected him from his choices. He was just a kid. Your kid. With or without blood.

You loved Jason as much as you loved Dick. Definitely more than yourself and maybe more than Bruce too. And it saddened you the moment he told you, you were not his 'mom'. You knew it was the heat of the argument. You both got louder and louder and being stubborn none of you took a step back. He screamed.

"You can't just try to push yourself into my life! I fucking hate you! Stay away from me, you're not even my mom for fucks sake. You're just a pretend, playing house with Bruce!"

If you checked on him that night -when he left home- if you reached out to him instead of drowning in your own pain maybe you wouldn't be burning in a much stronger sorrow now. Because damn it hurt, it hurt you so much what he said to you. You tried to let it pass. 'He is a kid, he doesn't mean it.' But it didn't pass, it didn't get better. It only got worse the more time passed. His last words were ringing in your ears.

 His leaving was like a knife through your chest. You knew you would never feel better till you find him. You told yourself that you would talk with him and let him go if he still wouldn't want to be your boy. Your sweet boy. As long as he was safe, you would accept anything. But the knife through your chest only went deeper with time and pierced your heart when you learned he was long gone.

Time would heal any wound they said. Your wound only bled more. Dick was there for you. And Tim after him. Bruce was distancing himself. You couldn't help him then. Couldn't find the words in you to take him out of his guilt. No. Because once you got out of blaming yourself, you blamed him. It was his idea in the first place to take children to fight. It was him who couldn't protect your little angel. It was him who couldn't find him in time, get to him in time. Let him die and perish in the hands of a criminal who got away with way too much death. And it drove you nuts when he didn't avenge your son. How could he, let the man loose and alive after all that happened.

At last, you blamed the man himself. The clown that haunted your dreams. The Joker. That bastard was the real one you should blame. And you did indeed. You swear on your life that you would take down him even if you had to go down as well. You were not one to break her promises. 

Parting your way from Bruce, you suit up as the Scarlet. Lady Death, The Rednight. You didn't care about others than the Joker. As long as they were not connected you made alliances with the rest of the villains even. You needed resources of income and intel since Bruce was onto your back. At every chance, you got a hold of Joker he was there to save him from you. But you made it after much spent time. Learned from your mistakes and got yourself a chance to keep your promise. You tracked the bastard once he was out of Arkham. 

"Did you miss me mama bird?" said Joker once you took off the sack on his head. His hands were tied at his sides open. Bones were broken on both of his arms as well as his kneecaps. You didn't want to kill him just yet, he didn't deserve a peaceful death. No. Just like the video he sent, he was gonna be broken down in every way possible. Yet he was laughing. You placed your gun in his mouth not caring to answer. He was seeing this as a play. You were not.

The window of the warehouse broke down when Bruce came in, in his Batman costume. You didn't flinch, way too used to his schemes. You took out your other gun and pointed at him.

"Scarlet, drop your guns." his tone was like steel. "Be reasonable, killing him won't change anything." You bent your head to the side slightly.

"You have no idea just how reasonable I've been," you said. "He took my boy and if you can't take him out, Batman, I can." you opened the safety of the gun which you were pointing at Bruce.

"You don't understand. I don't think you've ever understood." he shook his head taking a step towards you. "You're putting the city in danger, letting those hell creatures loose."

You shot the wall next to him, barely missing one of his arms. "Sending those creatures after her instead of myself was mercy." he stopped midstep. You knew with Bruce's protection Harley was safe. For now. "And despite your hypocrisies and insults, I begged you to safely get out of my way." 

You turned your head to the Joker, ready to pull the trigger.

"No! God almighty. No. It'd be too damned easy." Bruce called out to you. 

"All I ever wanted to do was kill him. A day doesn't go by when I don't think about subjecting him to every horrendous torture he has dealt out to others. And then end him."

"Then end him. Let's end this here, tonight. I missed you, I missed my boys." your voice was close to a whisper. 

"But if I do that, if I allow myself to go down in that place I'll never come back." he took another step toward you, hands reached out.

"You've exhausted my patience. But I do hope you understand. And even now what's about to happen." you turned your head sharp to him, your teary eyes glowing with the moonlight with something like madness in them. You shot towards his leg. Bruces dodged the bullet with a somersault. Now being much closer to you.

"I won't miss one more time." you took your other gun out of Joker's mouth. The man started to giggle. 

" This is me being reasonable." you pulled the trigger.