#alice answers asks !!

[m1ssalicelin]

Will you be sharing yourself on here?

I won’t be sharing pictures, but that’s more to do with me hating pictures! You might see some of my girlfriend Scarlett @scarlettsecret22 or our friend Dixie @milkyjourney if you’re lucky!!

Thanks for my first ask!

[vampyre-lesbian]

tag game!

judge me based on my lockscreen, homescreen, pinterest pins, and the last song i listened to.

tagging @scaryvampirelady @vintagesewingmachine @softlocked04 @vampvelour @cherry-vamps @thesynysterunknown + anyone else who wants to do it!

[sea-salt-sky]

how are you an antiship trans woman? arent you being a little hypocritical considering the grooming accusations and demonization of kinks are major facets of transmisogyny?

i think you sent this to the wrong person, because i have 0 clue what the fuck you're talking about.

[fox-guardian]

I humbly request a Dyhard staredown with one of them sat on a desk, your honor

gwen is Short(TM) so obviously she has to be the one up on the desk

[ID: A digital drawing of Gwen and Alice from The Magnus Protocol having a homoerotic staredown. Gwen is a white woman with long blonde hair in a high ponytail, and she is wearing silver earrings, a grey sweater, white button-down, grey tights, and a tight black pencil skirt. Alice is a lanky white trans woman with freckles, shaggy brown hair, and silver piercings, and she is wearing pink glasses, a navy hoodie, burgundy plaid skirt, and a couple bracelets. Gwen is sitting on a desk, propping herself up with her hands, and Alice is leaning on the desk with her hands on either side of Gwen. Gwen looks annoyed while Alice is smirking at her inches from her face. Both are blushing slightly. The background is a giant dusty pink heart. end ID]

[thewritetofreespeech]

kinktober: frottage

tags: frottage, making out, secret relationship, targaryen incest [aemond/rhaenyra's daughter], immense pinning by aemond

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“Where is Aemond?”

“I do not know your grace,” Larys replied. Remaining calm in the Queens frustration. She had been hunting for her middle son for hours, and he was no where to be found. “I have checked with the guards and sentries, and no one has seen him leave by Vahgar or horse.”

“So, he must still be in the city.” Alicent deduced. Hoping he was still in the castle as well. “The conclave starts soon, and we need…a united front for the court.” The plan to weave her family’s place to the crown was to start today. First, but claiming Driftmark back from Rhaenyra's brood. Then, with them illegitimized, start making the case that Aegon should be king. “He knows how important today is. How could he do this to me?!”

“The prince is nothing but a servant to duty.” Larys assured her. He may not see eye-to-eye with the prince, at least with the one he had left, but the Lord did respect that he seemed committed to his family and their goal. “I’m sure he will come out of hiding eventually.”

In a further, deeper part of the castle, indeed hidden away from all those who had not truly explored it, Aemond laid sequestered with his maiden. Marveling at her beauty in the low light between kisses. Beads of sweat forming at the back of his neck from the warmth of the candles in the small space and their hot, panting breath. Bucking against each other with soft gasps & grunts in the nest he had built for them

“We have to go.” His lady insisted. For the umpteenth time, yet neither one of them had made a legitimate effort to move.

“No, no. Not yet.”

Aemond didn’t want to go back to the ‘real world’. A world where his family and hers were fighting. Where the rift between them seemed to grow every day. Separating them. Lines in the sand now a chasm that seemed impossible to overcome.

He also knew what was to happen today to Rhaenyra's bastards, and that she might not forgive him for his part in the plot of disinheriting her brothers. Aemond wanted to stay here a little longer, where she wouldn’t be mad at him.

“People will be looking for us.” She told him as he moved to her neck, which was freely given.

“They’ll never find us.” It had taken him years to find this place and even then it had been difficult to remember where the opening was until he had committed it to memory.

“Oh yes. Because you’re so clever. Ow!” His lady yipped but then moaned when he bit at her neck. A true Targaryen. Wanting a little pain with her pleasure.

“We should just leave and never come back.”

He’d made the offer before. To take their dragons and ride until they reach new land. Conquer it like their ancestors. Build a new kingdom, instead of being stuck in this conflicting one.

Yet, every time, she just laughed it off as a joke like she did now. Not realizing the seriousness of how much he wanted to leave, and never come back, and just be the two of them in the world. “You would miss the tarts too much if we left. Come on. Let’s get going.”

Aemond finally let her go, though disappointed about it, and let her right herself.

In the right light, her mused hair and clothes looked like she had been riding. No one would think where Rhaenyra's Targaryen jewel had truly been. In the arms of her scorned, much less beloved uncle. His cock throbbed in his breeches. Desperate to make her truly his, but he would not take such liberties. Aemond would not tarnish their jewel nor besmirch her honor. He loved her too much for that. That’s why he wanted her to run away with him, so they could be together. Growing up in a world beloved & adored, she does not see that her parents will never allow them to marry. Never allow them to be happy. Their jewel will be given to someone politically inclined to help secure her mother’s place on the throne, and Aemond would be unhappy & unfulfilled.

He would join the Watch before he call anyone but her wife.

Righted and upright, Aemond tucked a lock of silver behind her ear. Marveling at the affection reflected in her eyes. “Will you see me later? After the conclave?”

“Of course.” She told him. Her earnest something he wanted to hold on to. “Here, or somewhere else before dinner?”

“Here.” Where he could pretend. And if he spoke his words sweet enough maybe she would take him up on his offer to finally run away.

They exit their nook and depart. Her back to her family and Aemond to his. His mother found him readily enough, given how frantically at this point she had been looking for him, and asked where he had been.

“Day dreaming.” Was all he told her. It was a peculiarly enough answer that it halted all further questions from his mother and left him to get ready for the meeting.

After today, his daydreams where all he might have left. Let him keep them for a little while longer at least.

[swagathaharkness]

I just KNOW Agatha's gay ass has one of these cloaks laying around somewhere

[solarpire]

which could mean nothing

[quiddling]

ABHHHHHHHH HELLO MODERN RHAENICENT

save me football au

[coffeebooksrain18]

While i do think Rhaenyra cared about Alicent when they were young, she was also a little too quick to turn against her if you ask me. She blamed Alicent for marrying Viserys as if she had any other choice. From the beginning it's painfully obvious that Rhaenyra is extremely spoiled and entitled. Viserys (despite being literally the worst at everything) was actually a good father to Rhaenyra, in my opinion. As a result, Rhaenyra grew up in a bubble thinking that other women had the same freedom as she did. The freedom to fuck whoever, to marry or not marry, not have children whenever with whoever. That is not Alicent's reality though. Alicent had no choice in anything, not even her own body. She didn't choose to marry Viserys or have his children. Alicent is a victim of Viserys but Rhaenyra is too self absorbed to see it. She turned her back on Alicent when she needed her the most, watched her birth child after child and still had the audacity to be mad at her. Tbh i'm suprised Alicent tried to maintain their friendship for as long as she did, i could never. Especially since how from that point on, Rhaenyra takes any opportunity she can to rub her freedom in Alicents face. Imagine doing that to the girl your own father groomed and raped. And TB wants us to think that she's a ''feminist icon''

*btw this is obviously about the show version of the characters

I completely agree, I've talked about how Rhaenyra and her stans completely disregard the fact that Rhaenyra has also hurt Alicent, that it's not just Alicent saying rude things.

Rhaenyra is spoiled, I think she is the definition of only child syndrome and rich kid syndrome, she doesn't understand others povs can't see from someone else's perspective.

I've talked about how Alicent had no power to say no to her father, or Viserys when she visited him and married Viserys. People forget she isn't a powerful woman in that time, at least compared to the power Rhaenyra has.

And yes it was clear it was the show version anon.

[deswhomst]

guess who😛

🦋 regulus finds out about nobleflower (ft. james walking in at the end and regulus not being able to explain that..)

HAPPY 500 FOLLOWERS AGAIN!!

[500 followers event ask game]

hi jam ❤️ THANKYOU <33

Carpe Noctem | @black-sisters-microfic | @black-brothers-microfic | Nobleflower, Jegulus | WC: 1234

Narcissa Black has always known that she would become a Malfoy one day. As far back as memory served, she has been told that she will marry Lucius one day and it will be her greatest honor to do so. Of course, Narcissa knew the perks that came with a match such as this—she wasn’t stupid or oblivious—so she accepted it with grace and had envisioned a glamorous life for herself.

All that came to a head when she met Alice Fortescue, though.

Alice had quite literally come out of nowhere. Narcissa had been strolling down a secluded corridor at Hogwarts when she had found herself face to face with a disheveled Alice. Her brown hair were drenched in her own sweat, her maroon Quidditch robes were clinging to her, she smelt so horrible, and yet … yet, Narcissa was mesmerized. It’s all stupid when you think about it but the way Alice made her feel was otherworldly. No promises of luxury could ever compare to the luxury of breathing the same air as Alice.

“What are you thinking about?”

“About how you’re always smelly and gross,” Narcissa tucked in her lips so she wouldn’t smile. “You should work on that.”

The two of them were sitting in their booth at a Muggle bar. Over the years, they have learnt a place like this is the best for them to not get caught together. It was brilliant, really—hiding in plain sight. No one Narcissa knew would be caught dead in a place like this and it gave them ample opportunity to spend time together.

“Oh, boo,” Alice stuck out her tongue. “You love my smell.”

Merlin help her she does.

“Nope,” Narcissa lied. “It’s disgusting. You’re always running or flying.”

“Running towards you, of course,” Alice grinned, throwing an arm around Narcissa’s shoulders. “And flying because you make me soar with happiness.”

“That was awful.”

“Why are you blushing then?”

“This is out of embarrassment.”

Alice threw her head back and laughed, unapologetically and loud. Then she was leaning down to capture Narcissa’s lips in a kiss that started off slow and sweet, the taste of her strawberry chapstick prominent with each stroke.

“Oh, fuck,” Alice cursed, pulling all the way back the moment Narcissa wrapped her arms around her neck. “Shit. Shit,” she continued, eyes wide as she stared off in the distance. “Narcissa … tell me that’s not your cousin.”

Narcissa turned around so quickly that she seriously risked getting whiplash. It took her a moment in her panic to focus her vision but as soon as she did, her gaze landed on a horrified and confused Regulus Black.

Fuck, indeed.

“No, no, no, no,” Narcissa rambled, unable to look away from Regulus, who was staring back at her with the same expression. “No, no, no, no, no—”

“Narcissa, love, relax,” Alice whispered into her ear, rubbing her arms gently. “It’ll be okay.”

That interaction probably didn’t help. Regulus, as soon as he regained the ability to move, bolted right out the door. Without sparing it a thought, Narcissa got up to follow him. She was vaguely aware of getting separated from Alice in the crowd but Regulus was the priority right now.

“Regulus?” Narcissa called out as she made it out onto the footpath outside the bar.

“I’m here.”

In a truly dramatic fashion, Regulus was leaning against the wall next to the door.

“What are you doing here?” Narcissa went off on him immediately. “You’re fifteen! Are you out of your mind? This isn’t a place for you, Regulus!”

Regulus stared at her. “I’m sixteen, Narcissa.”

“Since when?”

“Since my birthday two months ago …?”

Narcissa groaned. “You’re still a child.”

“And you’re going to be engaged to Lucius Malfoy,” he retorted. “I don’t think the girl in there is him.”

“This is none of your business,” Narcissa crossed her arms over her chest. “If you tell anyone you saw me here, you’ll have to explain what you were doing at a Muggle bar you’re too young to be at.”

Regulus frowned. “Cissy … I wouldn’t tell anyone.”

She looked expectantly at him. “You won’t?”

“No,” he shook his head slowly. “I mean—I know how much trouble you could get into at home if I say something. I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“Oh,” Narcissa said dumbly. “And you’re not …?”

“I’m happy for you,” Regulus gave a stiff and awkward nod but it was genuine. “Is—with her, is it special?”

Narcissa broke into a helpless grin. “Yeah, it is. I think I’m in love with her.”

Regulus’ eyebrows shot up. “What about … um, are you going to run away, too?”

“I don’t know,” Narcissa’s shoulders slumped. “I … I just don’t know what to do, Regulus.”

Before he had a chance to respond, the door opened and Alice stepped out at the same time as a very loud and obnoxious voice sounding, “Reg, love! I’m here!”

Regulus squeezed his eyes shut tightly. Sharing a startled glance with Alice, Narcissa turned towards the source of the voice to find James Potter making his way in their direction from across the street.

“Reg? Love?” Narcissa repeated to him.

“I …” Regulus cleared his throat, looking anywhere but at Potter approaching them. “Wait—you’re Alice, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” she nodded, hesitantly outstretching her hand. “Alice Fortescue.”

“Regulus Black,” he accepted it. “I really admired you. You were so good at Quidditch.”

Alice grinned. “Oh, I hear you’re quite the star yourself.”

Narcissa cleared her throat, raising a pointed eyebrow. “Are we going to just ignore Potter calling you love?”

Regulus tried to play dumb. “Potter? Who?”

“Hi, James!” Alice waved at him once he was in earshot. “Fancy seeing you here.”

James stared at the combination of people in front of him, jaw dropped. Regulus refused to meet his gaze and Alice seemed to be enjoying this very much so it was up to Narcissa to take this seriously.

“Did you call my cousin, who is a minor, “love?”” she asked. “What’s your age?”

“I—I—er—” James grimaced. “I’m seventeen.”

“Seventeen!” Narcissa exclaimed. “Regulus is only fifteen—”

“—sixteen—”

“—sixteen!” Narcissa amended. “He’s still a year younger and a child.”

James still looked he was processing everything to be able to respond properly.

“Cissy,” Regulus sighed. “Let him breathe, please? And stop laughing, Alice.”

James looked at him for an explanation.

Regulus walked over to stand by his side, placing an arm on his back. Narcissa raised an eyebrow at the gesture.

“James, this is my cousin—Narcissa,” he introduced. “Narcissa, this is my … James.”

“Aww,” Alice cooed. “They’re adorable, Narcissa!”

Narcissa passed her an unimpressed look.

“What are—what is Alice doing here?” James asked.

“Well…” Regulus began. “You see, Narcissa is like me.”

James furrowed his brows. “Rude?”

Alice started laughing again but both Narcissa and Regulus did not find it funny.

“Gay,” Regulus clarified.

“Oh?” James said, looking between Alice and Narcissa. “Ohhh.”

“You all need to lighten up,” Alice chuckled. “I know a place here that sells amazing pizza. Let’s go.”

And without waiting for a response, she started walking towards the aforementioned place and the rest of them had no choice but to follow. Suffice to say that this is not how Narcissa imagined this night going but she surprisingly didn’t have much complaints.

[mintytealfox]

How are we feeling about affection system Norton? 👁️👁️

I L O V E IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT

LOOK AT HIIMMMM

He is being so SWAVY LIKE WHAT LOL and the banter between these two was NATURAL as SOON as Alice gets a second to be in the room alone with him LOL They bounce off of each other's words so WELL LOL

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AND THE GAME IS HILARIOUS!! The ability to BONK the other's crude ore and take half of their resources and send the piece all the way back to the beginning IS AWESOME LOOOL the chances to absolutely SABATOGE EACHOTHER IS -WHEEEEZZZEEEEE-

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AND LOOK AT ALICE'S FACE AS SHE PLAYS THIS THING

CUUUTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE She is having FUNNNN

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AND THE THINGS NORTON SAYS TO YOU AS YOU PLAY LOOOL

"Don't get too cocky now" "Ain't this a fine day" "Your lucky day, huh?" "What's the hold up? You think they're just gonna turn into gold or what?" "Look at you, feeling lucky"

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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Also these two being absolutely BAFFLED about what the other has just said or is doing -WHEEZE-

Alice being shocked about how he is eating

and then Norton being baffled that she even asked 'low on cash bruh??"

-WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZEEE-

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I was legit having the TIME OF MY LIFE PLAYING THIS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLL

Here is the short edited version LOL I took a ton out so I could fit it under an hour and its still a LOT LOL

[vampyre-lesbian]

📣 please and thank you!

📣 A lyric that feels like it is specifically calling you out

tbh there are a lot of songs I could say for this one... but I’ve been really feeling Returner by Gang of Youths recently. because I hate my job lol.

also, Boy Division by MyChem is always a mood haha

thank you so much for asking!! 🖤

music emoji ask meme

[elmodoescrimes]

Marauders Era Characters and their eating habits

definetely not inspired by that one post about the marauders waterbottles by @idont-havea-name

JAMES: pretty good eating habits. the man eats healthy. mostly meat.

SIRIUS: sirius is okay at eating. they forget sometimes, and still have very fancy tastes (despite how much he tries to hide it) but they eat reasonably well. cannot handle spice. pesketarian?

REMUS: no. doesnt feel hunger sometimes, and other times feels only hunger. eats mainly meat (werewolf), and oftej runs of solely coffee.

PETER: eats like a french person. very heavy foods. lots of cheese and bread. doesnt really like meat. eats plants and shit he grows himself.

REGULUS: runs off of coffe and fancy shit lile caviar.

LILY: mostly vegetables. big lover of warm drinks and cold foods.

MARY: barely eats. actually enjoys salad. loves fruits and shit.

MARLENE: eats only meat. literally just meat and snacks.

DORCAS: caffine and pastries. cannot eat stonefruit for the life of her (literally. she will die. its a bad allergy.)

EVAN: does not eat. has never been seen eating. no idea where he gets his nutrients from.

BARTY: the type of guy to chew on coins. doesnt actually have his own food, he steals from others. eats rocks and other inedible shit. eats cigarettes.

PANDORA: vegetarian. eats fruit and veggies from nature and/or her garden.

ALICE: healthy eater. she eats balanced meals and shit.

FRANK: massive peanut allergy. eats reasonably healthy otherwise.

NARCISSA: so picky. and fancy as fuck.

SYBILL: basically only eats seafood. literally just chewing on fucking prawns or some shit.

BELLATRIX: runs on black coffee and spite.

RITA: vegan. no more will be said.

GILDEROY: allergic to fucking everything.

XENO: survives on drugs and drugs alone.

[fox-guardian]

hii if youre still doing requests. maybe some goofy dyhard. lighthearted time that they both honestly deserve.

I started thinking about the lil devil doodles in the alice knock thrice merch and that evolved into this <3

[ID: A digital drawing of Alice and Gwen from The Magnus Protocol wearing sexy devil and angel costumes, respectively. Alice is standing with a pitchfork, grinning and bumping Gwen's shoulder with her hip, while Gwen leans away, glaring at her and blushing. The background is a large orange flame. end ID]

[justladders]

Whenever I see your Springtrap design I imagine him speaking with the voice of the Cheshire Cat from the American McGee's Alice and Alice Madness Returns games.

A very British, deep voice with a hint of nasality.

Videos of his quotes from the games so you can see what I mean;

1: https://youtu.be/J3PbmYQRRl0?si=EN1mjjRha5kr7V3i

2: https://youtu.be/wBO5aO6iJlk?si=Naj3Wq2b2jJ8uuDT

This is probably the closest voice I've heard to being like Disney Springtrap's voice claim, Tim Curry. It's not exactly the same voice per se, but it "hits a lot of the same notes" while still being different/unique. I'd probably say this is a close second to Tim actually, as far as a voice I could see for Springtrap in a full movie.

I have some other "non canon voices" for him -like anything from Tony Jay to Markiplier- where they aren't necessarily for the theoretical movie, it's just that I could see him moving and emoting with that voice and it would still feel pretty natural. I think this one may sit above the others though, in that it fits even better.

Tim Curry is still at the top of the list however. I can basically guarantee that there won't ever be a better-fitting VA for him; he can just hit every kind of sinister, flamboyant, joking, enraged, etc. Not to mention the singing, bc villain song.

[sonic-takeover]

SILVER GO TELL YOUR DADS!!!!!

SONIC, SHADOW GET HOME QUICKLY HES BACK FROM HIS DATE!!!!! HES SO HAPPY!!!

Yeah!! Yeah yeah!! *He puts the cake, 29 baguettes (they ate one), and their bags on the counter with his telekinesis, then throws himself at Espio, hugging him tightly and letting his legs float up off the floor* Ohh this was perfect, thank you, Espio!!

*Espio blushes, his scales shifting to match. He hugs him back, closing his eyes as his face is practically smothered in Silver's fluff* Of course. Thank you, too. I... Couldn't have asked for a better day.

*Silver grins, pulling back to look at him. His hands linger on his shoulders. He's studying Espio's face, hesitating*

..... What?

... Can I kiss you on the cheek? I keep wanting to, um... But I know you said that's too soon..

*Espio is staring up at him, flabbergasted. Silver wants to kiss his cheek? The guy Espio likes also happens to like him too? This is real?? He shakes himself from his thoughts, then nods* It is too soon for a real kiss, yes. But that... Is permittable.

*Silver lands back on the floor, his face flushed behind his giddy smile. He takes Espio's hand and leans in close, closing his eyes as he presses a single sweet kiss to Espio's cheek. He pulls away and waves at him as he floats into the air again, grinning* Okay bye! I'm gonna go tell my dads!

*Espio is frozen. His cheek is tingling from the feeling of Silver's lips. He lifts his fingers to lightly touch the spot. Once he's alone, he allows himself a moment of unprofessionalism. He stomps his feet excitedly, shaking his fists around with a stupid smile on his face. But only for a few seconds. Then he stops, takes a deep breath, and goes about putting their leftovers away*

*Sonic gets to the room first. He leans casually against the back of their stray armchair, examining his shoes for pebbles. Shadow gets there a moment later, climbing through the window a bit more carefully. He clicks his tongue and starts tidying up Sonic's side of the room. Sonic looks up* Hey! Wait, what are you doing?

Your side is a mess. I'm cleaning it.

I said I'd get to it.... Eventually..

Consider this my love language then. Are you gonna keep me from expressing my love by not letting me clean this mess?

..... Noooo?

Good. Next time, clean it before I have to.

Yes sir, eheh.. *He looks up as Silver bursts into their room, floating through the door with his hands in the air*

IT WAS A DATE-DATE!!!

*Sonic stands up from leaning* Really?? Silv, that's awesome!!

Yeah!! We're gonna go on a second date!! *He grabs Sonic's hands and they start spinning around the room and laughing*

Heh.. Congratulations, Silver.

Pops! *Silver leaves Sonic and goes to hug Shadow* Thank you so much for your help, Shadow.. I couldn't have done this without you.

*Shadow pats his back, smiling softly* You could have. But I'm honored you asked me for help anyway.

*Sonic walks over and hugs both of them tight* Mmm!! My guys! Where are you and Espio going for your second date?

Oh! Uhh.... That's a good question... I planned the first one, so does he plan the second one? Or do I?

He does. But if he doesn't, I suppose... That's something you would decide together.

Hmm... How do you guys do it?

Just whoever thinks of a good date first, hah! But it tends to go back and forth, yeah. I think it's my turn next, right?

Mhm.

Awww!! You guys are the best. I love you. Okay I'm gonna go tell Alice and Rouge!!! Bye!! *He floats off before they can say anything*

..... Ya feeling proud, pops~? *Sonic elbows Shadow, a teasing smirk on his face*

Very. Shut up. *He wipes his eyes on the back of his arm. Sonic hugs his waist, laying his cheek against his shoulder*