@infernaliscor liked for a starter
many months ago, perhaps alicent would've suggested this exact thing herself. viserys had never had any interest in tieflings being involved in their wars, but she'd never had anything against them. now, though, with her son on the throne and her other son thirsty for power, she wonders if this was the correct course of action for them. the council had agreed, and she'd had no power to veto it. here she stands now, picking at her fingernails, watching one of those specific tieflings wander the castle. she's not the best judge of character, but she can already tell that they're out of place here.
a wicked, fucked up part of her almost wants to tell them to head to dragonstone. to join rhaenyra's cause, in a way that she simply isn't able to. she wonders if she's dooming her children by considering that. ( she wonders if she cares. )
she swallows her pride and approaches, trying to play gracious host. it's a role she's exhausted of, and no longer a part she wishes to play, but one she's stuck in. "you'll have to forgive the council," she says, her tone even and serious, contradicting the small attempt at a smile on her lips. "they are... not the most..." kind? approachable? smart? "... tolerable, on occasion."
she nods at the display of wine behind the bar. the room they're in is a large space meant to entertain, but no one comes here anymore. "drink?"
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Warm
Fluffynightkiller week 2023
A small gust of chilly air blew past, causing Nightmare to raise his scarf to better cover his nose and mouth.
The last thing he needed was to get sick.
He had a gig coming up in two weeks, and he had no time for inconveniences.
It was the beginning of Autumn, the leaves had started to change with various hues of gold, reds, oranges, and even still green. The sun had begun to set a little earlier than before, leaving them with beautiful golden rays and pinkish purplish skies.
“Pink..” He whispered to himself. He couldn’t help but smile. The pink hue reminded him of his precious coffee boy. The blush that would cover his entire face when he was flustered and embarrassed.
Often times it would dust his cheeks on mornings after an affectionate night.
However, there was a time Nightmare wondered if Ccino would have a permanent blush on him with Killers suggestive comments.
Nightmare rolled his eyes as he continued his way to their flat.
Killer seemed to enjoy getting a rise out of him and Ccino. Seemed delighted with himself if he could manage to get a reaction.. especially if it involved blushing.
“Hm..” The violet skeleton hummed as he mused to himself.
Killer was one who didn’t blush often. At least that’s what Nightmare felt.
It was hard to get that man flustered or catch him off guard. But when it happened.. Killer had the most beautiful hue of red appear on his cheeks.
Nightmare knew the other would disagree. He always says “It’s just a common color..”
And even if red is a common soul color.. no one has the same shade of red that Killer has.
His is vibrant and bright.
He often had to remind Killer how much he liked his blush. It appears as the time has passed Killer had started to believe him.
Nightmare looked at his hand and remembered how their blushes felt against the palm of his hands.
Being half fire elemental meant he had a higher body temperature than most skeleton monsters, and was able to tolerate heat better than most. Such as being able to touch a hot plate without getting burned or feeling pain.
And yet..
He could feel the warmth of their blushes on his hands..
He never knew something so simple could bring him such happiness.
He talked to his brother about this, and Dream mentioned he experienced the same with Cross.
“Maybe it’s as if we’re feeling their love!”
Dreams voice resonated in Nightmare’s skull. He never believed in none sense like that but.. he would allow himself to believe that one.
Killer belongs to @rahafwabas
Ccino belongs to @black-nyanko
Nightmare belongs to @jokublog
Fluffynightkiller week @help-im-a-gay-fish
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EVERHOOD 2 BABEY LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOO
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“Oh! That’s a great idea! I bet Noi-chan would love a birthday fight! Let’s gooo!” She points to the horizon from her place on his shoulder.
“right, hold on tight...”
Momentarily calling upon his Shikai, he tears open a hole in reality, promptly diving through it and into the ivory dunes of Hueco Mundo, laughing as they kick up a trail of drifting sand.
“c’mon out, nnoitra!! we’re here to celebrate!!”
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