#does anyone know where i can listen to this???!!!

[thehighladywrites]

ACOTAR MEN X READER, SITTING ON THEIR LAP

✩ summary: different scenarios where you find yourself sitting on them

✩ warnings: nsfw, 18+, mentions of sex, mentions of self-doubt, kissing, begging, gossiping, fluff, smut, crack, fun times and soft Eris😭💗

✩ amara’s note: the original cassian hc was so long that i had to stop myself bc i was thirsting and it turned into a regular oneshot lmaooo😭 anyways enjoy babes!!!!💗💗💗

reblogs are really appreciated! :D

RHYSAND

No matter how angry you and Rhys get or how petty the fight is, you two always end up holding hands, even while yelling at each other.

Sitting in his lap while you two argue about random, non important stuff is a standard

You guys just don’t do the whole “no touching” thing

Today, the argument was over who cooks better, both of you bickering pettily.

“Listen, I love you a lot, but the kitchen isn’t your best friend. It's crazy how you can burn an empty pot.”

“Maybe you’re crazy,” you retort, arms crossed over your chest as you step closer to him, leaning against his desk in his office.

He keeps arguing with you, going back and forth, while pushing his chair back from the desk to make room for you.

“Whatever, Rhys. I don’t even need to cook when I can summon anything. It’s stupid, and you’re being unfair,” you mutter as you put your hands on his shoulders and plop down in his lap, subconsciously warming at the way he holds your waist and places one hand on your back to keep you steady.

He suppresses a smile, scratching the back of his head as he looks up at your pouting self. “You’re absolutely right, sweetheart. I don’t know what I was thinking. Of course, you’re an amazing chef,” he concedes, his tone laced with affection.

“Awww, come with me while I make you something,” you say, flashing him an oblivious smile.

“Oh! Um, you sure we shouldn't order something or..?” he asks nervously, his voice getting higher as he kisses you.

You slip out of his lap and hurry downstairs to plan his meal, assuring him not to worry about ordering anything and to just come down for his favorite meal.

“Dear Gods,” he whispers as he gets up, a mix of worry and fear in his voice.

ERIS

Eris had been stressed out for a few weeks now. Nothing you said seemed to make a difference.

He was dealing with his father’s death, ruling a new court as the heir, and inheriting the High Lord powers. Your heart ached for him. You wanted to be there for him, giving him hugs and words of encouragement, but you were not on that level yet

Today had been the most stressful day yet, resulting in him shutting down and locking himself up in his bedroom.

“Eris, are you okay? Can I please come in?” you knock gently on the wooden door, voice hushed and gentle.

After a few moments of silence, you hear him shuffling behind the door until he opens it very slightly.

He is shirtless, only in a pair of pants. You manage to catch a glimpse of his tired, amber eyes before he turns around to lie in his bed.

The room looks clinically clean, the only disturbance being Eris’s rugged appearance.

Without saying a word, you walk over to him and give him a hug. It’s a long, warm hug that tells him everything he doesn’t allow himself to hear: you’re there for him.

It takes a few moments for him to hug you back, but when he does, he wraps his arms tightly around your waist, bringing you into his lap.

Only after an hour of silence does he speak

“I feel like i’m stuck. These powers are killing me, the board is fucking annoying, the folk believe i’m wicked and cruel and i have no idea what to do about anything.”

He looks up at you with desperate eyes, “Do you believe I’m truly wicked?”

You shake your head in honesty. “No, honey. I have not met anyone as smart, kindhearted and brave as you. Others do not know you like I do but they should,” you whisper, hands going through his tussled hair. “You’ve been hiding behind your mask for too long, Eris. Let people see the real you.”

The room goes quiet, the only sound being the beating of your hearts.

Slowly his lips meet yours in a new and experimental kiss. He stares up at you with his pupils blown but before you can apologize and get off his lap, he kisses you again and locks his arm around you

“Thank you,” he whispers between heating kisses, “Thank you, beautiful.”

CASSIAN

“Hi there sugar, what can I do for you?” Cassian asks sweetly as he flicks your nose with his finger, happy that you ran into his office and immediately plopped down on his lap

“Can you fuck me?” you ask, frustrated with the lack of dick lately.

His eyes widen slightly at your words, then he slowly cracks a handsome smile. “Gods. How inappropriate of you,” he teases, the amusement clear in his voice.

His teasing almost makes you sob. This was totally NOT the time. You almost roll your eyes before realizing he will so not give in if you give him that

“Cassian, i’m begging you. I want, no- need to be fucked. Please, i’m losing hearing in my left ear,” you beg as you get closer and sit in his lap, rubbing your hands all over his chest

He looked incredibly good, almost unfairly so. Cassian’s jaw and chin had grown scruffy in a ruggedly masculine way that made him look older and even more attractive.

A week without seeing him had only heightened your weakness for his body, making you throb.

“Losing hearing? You must be really dying for me, huh? Alright then. I’ll let you ride,” he smirks at you while unbuckling his belt.

He finally fucking let’s you fuck, hitting spots that makes you go fuzzy brained.

You make him promise to never be gone again before going for another ride, satisfied when he breathlessly promises.

LUCIEN

There is not a bigger shit-talking couple in Prythian than you two

One look between you two is enough.

Someone’s being annoying? You share an annoyed glance. Someone’s being rude? You share a baffled glance. Something’s juicy’s happening? You share a glance that says you will so talk about it when you get home.

“— and he has the audacity to two-time her? He’s lucky to find even one person willing to date him,” you gossip, lounging in Lucien’s lap, your voice dripping with disbelief.

“You’re not going to believe this, but this isn’t his first time. He did that to Tamlin’s cousin too,” Lucien adds, his tone filled with incredulity.

“No way,” you gasp in disbelief, shaking your head as the gossip sinks in.

“Yeah, apparently this guy fucks around in all courts and cheats on anyone willing to stomach. What a fucking loser, honestly,” Lucien nods in agreement, disdain evident in his voice. “The sick bastard gets off on it.”

“That reminds me, guess what I heard about Rhys in Rita’s yeaterday,” Lucien prompts, leaning in with a sly grin, clearly ready to share some gossip.

“Some males and females were talking about Rhys, saying he's replaced Feyre with a clone,” Lucien whispers, his tone laced with disdain. “And get this— they think her transformation from human to fae is fake and that there is no way she could possibly be the mother of Nyx.”

“A clone? They’ll say anything these days,” you exclaim, raising an eyebrow incredulously.

“That's exactly what I'm saying! They're probably just making shit up out of thin air,” Lucien replies, nodding in agreement.

“I wouldn't put it past them,” you say, shaking your head as you reach for a biscuit, happy to be sitting and gossiping with your love.

AZRIEL

Azriel loves when you sit on his lap.

It makes him feel safe and relaxed knowing you're close to him.

It's something he does every day when he comes home - having you in his lap. Sometimes you both sit quietly, other times you talk or fuck or cuddle, depending on how you’re feeling.

Azriel especially likes the fuck part.

He loves the part where you sit on his lap while he works. If you’re good, he’ll bend you over his desk and fuck you. If not, he still fucks you but he does it with no mercy

He makes you sit on his dick and tells you not to move and inch or you will be edged for hours, not being allowed to cum once

Fucking torture is what it is honestly

“Stop moving around so much, i can’t focus.”

“Do you blame me? You’ve buried your dick in me, of course i’m moving. Maybe do something about that.”

He raises his eyebrows at your snarky comment. If it’s something he didn’t need today it was sass.

His day was quite shitty and all he needed was his sweet mate who would kiss away his problems and take his dick perfectly

Azriel smiled slightly as he put his pen down. He would take out his frustrations on you today.

“You want to be fucked? Let’s fuck,” he says in a low tone

In the end, all his papers are scattered, all pens on the floor.

He is relaxed and all smiley while you’re on death’s door💗

[alicent-apologist]

So I watched Season 2 episode 1. Many thoughts.

I will say, Phia Saban was absolutely phenomenal as Helaena. The script gave us nothing but she made me cry.

Anyway I wrote this B&C from Helaena's point of view in like half an hour. I hope it conveys the visceral horror I felt from Helaena the entire scene.

CW: Harm to a child (as in the TV show)

Rats. Rats. Rats.

They are coming for her children. She can’t leave them, not for a second, not with all the rats in the walls.

Outside the heavens open and the gods thunder their displeasure. It almost sounds like a dragon.

Rats. Rats in the walls. Rats for her twins. They are coming, she knows they are.

Where is Aegon? She is scared. She had told him she was scared, hadn’t she? He didn’t listen, he didn’t understand. She can’t listen. She can’t understand. Rats in the walls.

A son for a son

A son? Her son? Her boy? He’d never – rats in the walls she can hear them. They are coming. They are coming.

Knife at her throat. Digging in when she takes a breath to scream.

The man’s hand is shaking? Excitement? Terror?

Her children are in the beds. She needs to scream, she needs help, help, please, please, please, help.

She struggles, tries to get him off, get him off get him off. He digs the knife in. A sharp pain at her throat.

Oh Gods, ohgodsohgodsohgodsohgodsohgods, this is no dream.

She can’t look at him, look at the man. Her children, she has to keep her children safe.

A man, bulkier and meaner than the one holding her stomps into the room.

No, no, there are two of them now. Two of them and one of her. Two of them and two of her children.

‘Who is this?’ He growls.

Shhhhh, the children are sleeping. Please, please don’t let them wake up. Please, they’ll be so scared please.

‘The Queen,’ the man holding her sneers.

The Queen. She is the Queen isn't she? She doesn’t feel like a Queen. Was this why the title filled her with dread? While her mother was the Queen, she and her children were safe. Her mother kept them safe. She can’t keep her own children safe.

‘Does she look like a son?’

No, no, no, no, no.

‘’A son for a son’ Daemon said.’

Her blood turns to ice. The ground beneath her seems to tremble and break. She can’t feel her fingers. The scream in her throat came out as an anguished moan.

Please no. Please not her son, please, please please pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease.

‘They look the same,’ the bigger man grumbles, pointing at her children with a knife.

Turn it on her instead. Please. A queen has to be better than a prince.

‘Check which one has a cock.’

No. No, no no no no no no. Her heart breaks in her chest. The numb feeling spreads up her arms. They tingle, like ants are crawling all over them.

‘She’ll know.’

They turn to her.

She can’t. She won’t.

She tugs at her necklace.

‘This is expensive,’ she pleads, she begs. Take it. Take it and leave her children. What is a bag of coin to a necklace of emerald? Aegon will understand. It’s worth more.

It’s worth nothing. Nothing compared to her children.

Please, please, please, please.

The man yanks it off her. She can’t feel her legs.

She can’t see, she can’t see anything but her children. She can’t feel anything but her heart in her chest, screaming, breaking, tearing through her ribcage to her children.

‘Which one?’

Help. Please. Someone help. Anyone. This cannot be happening. Someone will come save her children. Someone will come save her. This is not – help. Please. Please.

No-one is coming.

No-one is coming.

A hand points at Jaehaerys. Her sweet boy. Her darling boy. He’s like her. He doesn’t like it when anything breaks his routine. His food can’t be touching and he has six fingers on one hand.

Whose hand is it? She doesn’t recognise the trembling, hateful thing. It looks like hers, looks like her dress sleeve. But it isn’t hers. It can’t be her.

The men are talking. Saying something. She can’t hear it. Can only hear the screaming in her head.

Please. Please. Please. Please.

The meaner man walks towards her son. The other man lets her go.

She can’t. She can’t.

Please. Please. Please.

Her son’s eyes open. He looks scared. She wants to rip her own face off.

But she can’t, she can only watch.

Jaehaera.

She’s still asleep.

She can’t wake up to this.

They’ll turn to her next. They will. Rats don’t stop at one meal when they can have two.

Someone walks over and picks up her daughter. Cuddles her close to her chest, close enough that maybe her ribcage will open and she can tuck her daughter in next to her heart. That’ll keep her safe.

Please. Please. Please.

She needs to run. She needs to get her daughter out of here. She can’t feel her in her arms. She can’t feel anything.

Please. Please. Please.

Run. Run. Her daughter needs to be safe. She can’t – her son – please please please.

The corridors aren’t familiar. She needs help. She doesn’t -

Please. Please.

Her mother. Her mother will keep her safe. Her mother will make everything well again.

Please. Please. Please.

Her mother is on the bed with Cole.

Her mother. Ser Criston. Her daughter is safe.

No. Her daughter will never be safe.

She collapses on the floor. Curls around her daughter. This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening. She will wake up. She can’t feel her body.

‘Helaena, what happened?’ Her mother’s eyes are frantic.

She can’t feel Jaehaerys. She can only hear the blood curdling sound of bone being sawed through. That’s not Jaehaerys. That’s not the son she carried within her for nine moons. The boy she loves, she loves, she loves. Please. Please. Please

‘They killed the boy.’

Please. Please. Please.

[sunnysideaeggs]

uuuuh okay thoughts about S2E1 (disclaimer: SPOILERS! and some unpopular opinions bc i WILL be criticizing alicent). most of these i had during my watch yesterday, and now i’m elaborating on them after more thinking about it. looooong post ahead

okay i liked the new intro. i will miss the blood pouring but i think the tapestries are a more visual way to convey targaryen history.

my favorite parts were the shot of vhagar and balerion in the field of fire(? idk they were eating men (green dragon black dragon !!!), the jaehaerys and alysanne portrait, alicent and rhaenyra and aegon and rhaenyra crowned side by side. beautiful.

also, the blood beneath the thread !!! targaryen history is written in blood. never forget this.

i dont particularly like jace being at the wall. it makes little sense to me, especially because the north is massive and i don’t think that cregan would like to make a procession to the wall just because a prince is there. i liked the tidbits though: jon going to the watch is a tradition he followed unknowingly :)

show me more political jace please, he’s cool.

‘surely torrhen would’ve rather died instead of bending the knee unless he believed aegon could bring unity to the 7K’ jace pls 💀

it’s funny that in one scene rhaenys and daemon had more tension and chemistry than all the scenes of daemon with adult rhaenyra. maybe what he needs is a GILF to put him in his place? lmao

LAENA MENTION LETS GOOOOO

‘make it a son for a son’ referring to aemond? alicent has no bone to pick here be fr i can smell bleach for the whitewashing a mile away

i also have issue with the writers’ choice of making rhaenyra ignore her physical needs and spend apparently days riding on dragon back and doing jumps and that when she just had a miscarriage. it’s canon that she was in bed rest for half a year because the loss of visenya took a toll on her body. it will be dumb and criticized if she’s fine to disappear for weeks but not to fight.

alyn velaryon? ok i’m mad bc corlys literally knows this dude is his son ???

i love how we all pretend that corlys and rhaenys were particularly interested in the strong boys. idk i can’t really care about that anymore

ow is helaena sewing alicent a dress? please tell me it’s not a shroud

AEGON APPEARED WOOO 🍳✨

‘where’s jaehaerys? where are his lessons?’ my man doesn’t know to what school his kids go lol

also he can recognize the twins apart with only seeing them :)✨ cute

aegon wanted jaehaerys in his council !!!! he’s making sure jae KNOWS he’s his heir and he’s on aegon’s mind

oh hel is comfortable enough with him to tell him about her prophecies, i’m just afraid that no one understand her

‘the rats’ NOOOOO

aegon is always like ‘😐❔’ around her lol

‘the queen is an enduring mystery’ he’s a poet i love him

alicole pussyeating but at what cost

why does criston has that empty look in his eyes, he had the same look in his scene with rhaenyra

where is all the raw emotion between them from last season? it’s giving cersei and lancel when it should be cersei and jaime. no deep gazes, no catholic guilt, something’s amiss

jaehaerys and egg </3 my feels they’re so cute

okay i have a bone to pick here because why is tyland being treated like a joke? i can get past jaehaerys toying with him because he’s a child, but aegon respected his allies (that’s a big part about him) and would never antagonize them in that way. it’s given rhaenyra and lady redwyne when we know both characters differ the most in the way they treat their subjects.

also, this is TYLAND LANNISTER, the most employed guy ever. he literally put his skin on the fire for his team, he’s loyal and he’s the best ally the greens could’ve asked for. if anyone is to thank for the death of the dragons, it’s him. put some respect on his name because this is the finance bro to end all finance bros.

also he’s always saying important things: the treasure in the green council, jason’s moves here. please listen to him!

another thing i dislike is the way important political moves are being brushed off. the treasure is a big big matter. it should be said explicitly what the council is doing about it being the focus of the scene. i’m sure most casual viewers didn’t catch that the comedic relief is making big money moves that will backfire later.

but anyways jaehaerys is so cute hehe

happy father’s day to aegon targaryen and aegon targaryen only

okay i’m rewatching the jaehaerys and tyland scene and i love tyland’s accent, and how polite he is to the little prince

go aemond in the council !!!

‘you do not have a seat in this council’ okay alicent please stfu. i disliked her demeanor since she was chastising aegon and tyland but this is too much. remember you do not have a seat either.

and no she doesn’t: she’s queen mother, not queen regent. aegon is an able adult and can rule without her help. i know the only council we had was with cersei but that’s because joffrey and tommen were under westeros’ age of majority. that alicent is there is out of aegon’s kindness and the council members’ respect.

also why would she be mad that the brothers are brothering ??? girl you wanted them to be on each other’s side

SUNFYRE MENTION LETS GOOOO

‘we must proceed cautiously’ i think all caution must be thrown overboard here. i know they want to portray A/R as the ‘voices of reason’ being pushed to war and all but sometimes violence is necessary to prevent more violence. what tywin said about murdering a dozen people in a dinner and a thousand in battle.

i’m tired of this aemond slander. he did it, but he’s innocent your grace

why larys kinda…

ok i love his voice

oh so now every move of alicent is seen by larys. she knows that he knows. neat.

why do the handmaidens wear green? they should wear gold ☀️

okay i initially thought syrax was sunfyre because of the pink of his wings. i hope sunfyre is golden smh

it’s neat that we remember than no matter what side we’re on, for the common people dragons are a source of fear and caution. the fishermen are loyal to rhaenyra yet they will run away from her when she’s on syrax because they don’t trust a dragon.

rhaenyra’s pain is so deep, i really empathized with her. absolutely devastating. her expression, her grabbing the cape, everything

emma is so fucking talented for real, making me feel for the death of a character i dislike

(oh how the mourning of a woman for her child will cause thousands of mothers mourning their children the same)

‘aegon the magnanimous’ when your homie gives you a ridiculous nickname

my boy sits and listens to his subjects, calls them by their names and tells them not to be afraid. hello jerard what can i do 4 u? :)

i love how egg is like ‘yea whatever take ur sheep jerard pls like me’

okay i dislike otto here. aegon is obviously into crowd pleasing (a secret tool that will be useful later) and for once it’s okay. jerard will go home with his sheep and be a diehard aegon supporter and raise his kids to be the same, tell his friends about the king’s generosity. i think otto should know better than to angry the population in time of war, even if you can’t make the flock whole, give the man grain or coin so he can feed his family and the effort of going to the king’s house.

hugh? like hugh hammer? ooooh

‘our victory depends on the efforts of the smallfolk’ close enough welcome back princess diana

another otto slander moment here. i don’t think it’s wise to chastise the king (an adult, mind you) and putting himself in between of aegon and the court like that. did we saw otto with viserys? he sat by his side and whispered his advice in a discreet manner. he didn’t try and strongarmed his king in front of dozens of people. that’s not a smart way of doing things. it’s called soft power for a reason

also, i think the directors were trying to make otto parallel tywin in that joffrey in the throne scene, but tywin was explicitly trying to get joffrey to be more involved in the council and the two were alone. give it to aegon, let him have his fun in public and manipulate him in private, that is the way. doing dumb shit like that only makes aegon look like a kid and otto like a shameless powergrabbing dude

one thing i appreciate is that aegon has his own court. he has his lads-in-waiting, he has a few ladies following behind, and that’s how a king should be. we always saw the royal kids isolated (joff, tommen, rhaenyra only had alicent) when in reality most important people will have a flock of people accompanying them every day.

now that’s what i’m talking about. larys is all about being subtle, honey trapping his way to power. that’s how the game of thrones is played. while aegon will not agree with him just like that (because larys gives him the oogies), i’m sure he will remember larys’ words.

‘as viserys wished’ oh don’t speak of him fuck what he wants

an ally would not sit there and cut her legs at the table of men? girl you do that yourself

alicent, the problem is not otto undermining you, is both of you yapping about shit aegon and aemond not care about and winning empty victories lol

aegon will probably forget about jerard next episode, but will not forget feeling his wings being cut by otto. aemond remained in the council room but will remember alicent wanting him gone.

i wish alicent and otto believed more on their kids/grandkids

mysaria apparition yay

‘you speak of highborn games, i am common born’ tell him girl

daemon don’t put your hands on women challenge: impossible

chemistry with mysaria? uuuuh

i love how everyone reminds erryk of arryk like ‘ayo where ur bro at?’ a matching set is not matching, it’s giving the parent trap

‘i want aemond targaryen’ okay at least she knows who to blame. i want to see more of vengeful rhaenyra, let women be mad

daemon going for aemond instead of for jaehaerys is such a cheap move smh, whitewashing at its finest

jaecarys and rhaenyra :(

is it too insensitive to say that jace’s hair looks great? you’re serving cunt? your brother just died and you’re serving cunt?

ow alerie florent :((((

FUCK VISERYS TARGARYEN

i really like the symbolic funeral. that shot of rhaena crying over the fire? chills

is it me or they changed joffrey’s actor? idk

uuuuh alicent idk if that’s empathy or weakness 🙃

once again i don’t think it’s neat that they show blood being a normal goldcloak. he was discharged dishonorably for femicide. be honest

cheese’s actor kinda looks like joaquin phoenix

‘i want aemond targaryen’ i hate this fucking show.

ROSBY AND STOKEWORTH MENTION LETS GOOO

criston agreeing with aemond in private but backing alicent in public is the medieval version of ‘yea kid ur right but i don’t wanna fight with your mom’

criston looks so tired :(

‘her grace speaks with two tongues’ SAY YOUR TRUTH AEMOND

it is vain to try and blame aemond for starting the war when the war was brewing since before he was born. rhaenyra wouldn’t give up her claim, daemon wouldn’t accept it. if rhaenyra ascended, the targtowers die. there’s not another version of this story

‘she holds love for our enemy, that makes her a fool’ that makes her a traitor. especially after the events of tonight. do we think rhaenyra has a designated green supporter that tries to get her to the green’s side? why would the greens have a rhaenyra cheerleader then?

gods forbid something happens and otto is not there 🙄 control freak

i like how they’re making aemond more rage-filled. careful ewan your book!aemond is showing

‘aegon the strong’ ‘my nephews have already taken that one’ but egg 💀💀💀

i really love how aegon has his court. he’s protected by the throne’s swords AND his homies got his back

the true king can sit however he likes. he lounges on the swords and they’re as soft as pillows to him. pretenders can’t relate.

in a deeper level, it shows how he’s comfortable both in the throne and surrounded by people. he has high trust. kinghood is a tool he doesn’t have any training on but he holds it like a natural

aegon truly trusts aemond. i love that for them. if they make aemond to be treacherous i’ll cry

AEGON THE DRAGONCOCK 🐲 rip leon estermont you would’ve loved shitposting

also why the ratcatchers are just walking around the keep? are they in the tunnels or in plain sight?

the kick to the doggie :( i really hope they didn’t really kick a dog for that

unrelated but i really need the rats around the red keep to mean something like larys skinchanging into them. they can’t be a red herring or just blood and cheese. they have too many shots

again, why are they out and about? isn’t it weird to see dudes in the middle of the night?

helaena’s maid looks like emma stone and she has really good eyebrows. i’m pretty sure she knows something (larys agent ofc)

how do we go from searching for aemond to threatening helaena? whyyyyyyy

oh right we had to blame the smallfolk for being soooo greedy and wicked and stupid that you tell them kill a great warrior and they kill a baby. because daemon can’t ever order a baby killed amiright?

the little beds noooooo :( baby jaehaerys

okay i was expecting more of helaena. in the books she’s described as pleading, begging, crying and so on. phia is killing it with the eye expressions but she looks stiff in comparison with only her necklace. even trying to bargain more (my husband can give you everything and more), some more tears, some stuttering would fit show!helaena’s too. that’s on the directors tho

i also dislike the choice that anyone can just barge in the room, literally they had to make the castle desert instead of blood and cheese waiting for hel in alicent’s rooms. i know someone is going to make the point of ‘why didn’t helaena scream or run?’ and yes partly. guess we had to slander alicent in another way right?

but alas, i am thankful that a prediction of the scene didn’t came true: no children being forcefully stripped. that would’ve sent me over the edge. they implied it but no child actors were harmed in this episode

omg the sounds of the head cutting and jaehaerys’ muffled sounds i wanna cry

helaena is so lost and the castle is a maze and nobody’s there and she’s lost lost lost and running with jaehaera i can’t

did she saw a vision there? when she stopped and went to alicent’s room

imagine going to comfort for your mom and she’s at it

‘return to your post lord commander’ why didn’t you criston? 🙃

also it didn’t pass me by that aegon has THREE kingsguards in addition to his four homies and his own sword. helaena had none. even if he was off duty and he’s sworn to alicent and not helaena, the lord commander is not commanding

THREE maids at the start of the episode doing absolutely nothing and none here? i’m so mad

‘they killed the boy’ :(((((

also why is helaena so disconnected? like why is she ‘able’ or is she in shock? i hope if they don’t make her go insane with pain like in the book she gets a revenge arc where she goes on dreamfyre, she deserves it.

i hope aegon kills them all.

[thingsthatneedtobesaidsblog]

Honestly everything that happened with Cressida was so unnecessary especially when taken in to account the fact that she had told Eloise all season about how she needed to find a husband or she was going to get married off to an older man and it was actually going to happen had she not pulled the Whistledown stunt.

And then Eloise calling her a Viper??? Really showed that she had never really listened to what Cressida has said when Cressida has listened to her endless rambles (kinda of the only time we see her kinda listening is at the ball where she see Debbling is finally alone and goes over to him). Not only didn't listen but also didn't care it really made me realize that Cressida was a place holder for Eloise and she was using her and here was Cressida thinking she actually made a friend when she hadn't.

Like Eloise could've spoken up for Cressida with the whole blackmailing situation she knew why Cressida needed the money and could've been like "oh Colin that might not be a good idea for you to go. And she's actually doing this to get out of marrying an old man" because if she said that not only would it have given everyone some sort of understanding but also Portia Featherington would've understood immediately.

So much for Cressida could've happened if she was given her money and everything else but also if Eloise had advocated for her knowing what she knew but her not doing so provide that unless the conversation is not focused on what she can relate to she's not listening at all.

I liked Eloise, but honestly, I can't at all with her right now. Also, with the fact of everyone wanting for her to be gay 🙄 after everything she's done to show that she isn't even a girl's girl I doubt she would even be for the girls romantically.

Also, aside note, did anyone see those like dark, almost black marks that Cressida's mom had on her arms. There's a scene when Cressida's version of Whitledown was being handed out she pulls up her glove, which slipped, and you can kinda see black marks. Like, does it have something to do with her hate for the Bridgerton? Was it Cressida's fathers doing?

Anyway, Eloise is a bad friend, and she is definitely not a feminist or a girl's girl.

[theboschvroom]

hmmmmmmm I was thinking about the difference between motogp and f1 yesterday (by which I mean 3 am) and why motogp fills such a specific hole that f1 leaves

I think it boils down to the grittiness of it all

F1 is made to be sleek and clean, at least nowadays. You have several million dollar investments, the drivers have to be far more careful how they talk, how they post, hell, how they celebrate on the podium etc

pr training is far more important in the sphere of f1, at least from someone that has more experience with f1 than motogp

it might be why I enjoy the older characters of f1 more like Lewis and Fernando; Max is a bit of an exception here, because he is technically on the younger side and he is highly pr trained but actively choses not to care. Make no mistake, he's very aware of everything he has to say to mitigate damage with words or how to draw subtle attention/avoid it, something that often seems to get lost for many, funnily enough because of his very dry humor. (also to anyone that might say that Lewis is a pr machine, there's a difference between being a machine and wielding it and Lewis is an absolute master at it. You see it more this year because he does not care. He's going to Ferrari anyway. Nando is similiar because first of all, those two especially, can be manipulative to the bone if they're in the mood for it. Lewis is just far more subtle about it)

MotoGP allows far more insanity because it is the more insane one of the two, at least to me. The internal relationships on the grid alone are far more openly insane and everybody knows it and nobody makes an effort to hide it in the least.

Marc Marquez alone, and I'm aware I'm choosing the best of all here, has more insanity in his four-time-broken arm than half of the f1 grid.

and a lot of it comes down to the handling of pr in MotoGP

Because people aren't that expected to be careful but some riders (once more, looking at you Marc) choose to play with pr specifically for the manipulation of it all. Unlike the pr of f1, where it's expected of everyone to be smooth and sleek and marketable, MotoGP people will use the pr as a way of ongoing on-track warfare

the whole story of how Marc landed his seat in Ducati is THE prime example. The man has managed to create chaos with one, single press conference. And before you say, Lewis was the same, no. Marc did that one Himself to Get What He Wants. Lewis got leaked and now the others are in a chaotic situation. What I mean is, the riders don't have to, but they chose to if it helps them

(I can also imagine that people that are willingly throwing their whole body into the gravel only to get up and get on the next bike, might be even more difficult to control than the one's that at least have a bit of metal between the gravel and themselves if they crash)

there's such a persevering, open, honest insanity to MotoGP that F1 doesn't have. F1 has to be far more subtle about everything.

and don't get me wrong here, I love F1. I religiously rewatch Suzuka 2005 at least once a month and I will go on insane rants about it to anyone that is willing to listen.

But for a MotoGP rider it is normal to have at least gone through a collarbone surgery because that's just how it is, what do you expect

[fanaticsnail]

Oh shit the Yandere Doflamingo and that scene from Beauty & the Beast "If she doesn't eat with me, she doesn't eat at all." is so Doffy 🫠

Extra points if he calls her "princesa" which is Spanish (in OP world it would be Dressrosan I guess?) for princess. It has this very nice sound in Spanish.

Extra extra points if he never called any previous royalty by their title bcs why should a Celestial Dragon call anyone royalty? He's the only real royalty! (in his head) But then he calls reader princess (not putting the Reader's name after the title bcs it's still Doffy) It acts as an endearment mostly, but the servants & his crew are like "are we dreaming, did he actually call a princess princess, wtf is happening?"

Would be even better if he sometimes called her "mi princesa" (my princess) he'd be so comforting and such a KIND KING with her.

We need a scene where he gets on a bent knee and takes her hand and kisses her knuckles. Maybe when he saves her from an assassin from the enemy that ruined her country, assuring her nobody will hurt her in Dressrosa? He could cover her eyes with his hand so she doesn't see him decapitate the man after he gets all the information out of him.

Doffy can 100% pretend to be a nice guy the thing is how much patience does he have to endure it ie the time period, cus I think the mask falls of quick if he isn't careful. Though, he was called a charming devil... But yeah, he'll need to tone everything else down around Reader. It'd be so funny.

Not that he'll let his princess escape the gilded cage of strings he spent his time weaving around her even after she sees the reality of the King of Dressrosa...

Maybe she sees him decapitate one of the dukes that got on his nerves? Maybe she hears how he snaps at Violet when she suggests Reader is a "spoiled princess" in an attempt to save her and Doflamingo grabs her by the throat and squeezes her neck and nearly breaks it from absolute rage.

"Yes, but that's how princesses are supposed to be. They can be like that because they have a strong king to protect them. Weak kings can't protect anything."

And then his guards catch his princess trying to flee the next night. How can she be so ungrateful and try to leave? He gave her everything! He wasn't even cruel! He was good with her!

Well, he knows the solution to that little escape attempt...

After all, kings can marry princesses, can't they...

And Dressrosa needs a queen. If she wants to keep his cruelty in check in court, perhaps she should just marry him... having her sit on his lap on his throne as he listens to the rabble of the dukes and whatnot would probably stay his fingers from twitching... His fingers would be too busy cradling her to do anything cruel.

Ugh, and maybe he always brings her pink roses or things she likes just as he always scoured for food for his mom... 😭😭😭 What if he always bends his knees and slouches his spine or sometimes when she is sitting in an armchair he squats to talk to her? What if he gets to finally talk about all the books he reads because Reader is such a great listener and the excitement on her face as she listens to him talk about the recent book he read makes him talk about it more just so he can have her smile all to himself... And then she reads a book she likes to him and he nearly falls asleep on her lap. His mother always read him books in Mariejois while little Doflamingo sat on her lap.

He'd be so protective of her, he wouldn't let her out of the palace unless he is with her or one of his executives. Beause when his mother left Mariejois, she got sick beause his father could not take care of her. His princess and his mother are both flowers that can only survive in the best garden, where they are tended to and spoiled by all the luxuries the world can provide. It's where they bloom the brightest.

Only in the garden of a god can flowers like his mother and Reader be safe and live life.

"Silly little thing... You won't last a day out there in that cruel, ruthless world. Stay here with your king."

Excuse me while I squeal and clutch at my heart. Prior yandere Doffy ask here.

Any time I hear "My princess," in any given context, all I see is this absolutely beautiful scene from The Mummy:

It just needs to be a fic, doesn't it? At the rate I'm falling for Doflamingo, it needs to be its own fic. Your prompt is spectacular, thank you so much for adding to the great simpening for the King of Dressrosa. The head in the lap, the reading to him as he slowly falls asleep: my heart can simply not take such sweetness and softness from the king.

This is so incredibly romantic, thank you for steering me in a direction I need to go in for it. There's so many things I want to write for this lanky man: the marine doctor in impel down, yandere Doffy, his Sapsorrow spinoff with Rosinante, kissing booth kisses, I love him. Send help.

[hhughes]

Does she ever make it one of his games her senior year?

yes she does! after she realizes how disappointed he was that she wasn’t at the previous one she makes it a priority to go to the next one. . . wearing his jersey as an extra little apology🥰

. . .

“there’s something about my last name on your back dais,” jack says as a way of greeting as he meets her in the parking lot after the game, a sparkle in his eye as it lands on the jersey she was wearing, his jersey.

“you’ve seen your last name on my back countless times Jack,” daisy teases and jack steps closer as she leans against her car, putting his hands on either side of her hips and leaning slightly closer

he can smell her perfume from here, and he’s almost desperate to get the jersey back from her and wear it himself, always having that scent close

“yeah but this is different. it’s my jersey,” he replies tugging on the sleeve gently. of course she’s worn quinn’s jersey more times than jack cares to remember but she was wearing his tonight.

“you see my goal?” jack asks when she doesn’t respond, a big grin on his face

“couldn’t miss it even if I wanted to,” she says, thinking about how she was unable to draw her attention away from jack on the ice for even a second. even when he didn’t have the puck, there was just something about the way he moved that made her captivated by him

“good. it was for you,” jack replies, and a smile pulls at the edges of her lips that she’s trying to contain, and jack desperately wants her to give in, wanting nothing more than to see the two dimples that always appear when he’s lucky enough to get a smile outta her

“does that line usually work for you stud?” daisy teases, placing her hand on his chest and jack hopes she can’t feel the way his heart immediately speeds up at the simple touch

stud? that’s a new one. and jack curses the way his stomach flips at the new nickname

“it has a pretty good track record,” jack teases back and daisy scoffs, pushing him away slightly

“there’s my favourite girl,” a voice comes from behind him and jack can’t help but roll his eyes when he recognizes it.

“hi trev,” she greets, a polite smile on her face and jack desperately wants to go back to a few moments ago when it was just the two of them and all her attention was on him.

“hi dais,” trevor says back enthusiastically, squeezing her tight and pressing a chaste peck on her left cheek, shooting jack a cheeky grin as his head rests on hers

“you’re breaking quinn’s five second hug rule,” jack comments

“not like he’s here to enforce it,” trevor responds

“I’d be happy to do it for him,” jack replies and trevor frowns in response, reluctantly stepping away from her

“let’s get you guys home. I told your mom I’d drive you. where’s alex?” daisy asks, directing the question at trevor.

“he’ll be out in a few,” trevor responds jumping into the back seat and daisy and jack follow shortly after. jack sliding into the passenger seat

“can I have aux?” trevor asks reaching across the console before daisy’s even answered to search for the chord but jack snatches it before he has a chance to

“she doesn’t like listening to music while she drives,” jack responds, knowing she got into a small accident a few weeks ago due to her swerving to miss a squirrel running across the road. she wasn’t harmed, nor was anyone else except the neighbours mail box but ever since she hasn’t liked having the radio on or having any other unnecessary distractions

“it’s okay, you guys can play whatever you want,” daisy reassures him but jack only clenches the chord tighter, slightly annoyed at how easily she’s willing to make herself uncomfortable to please other people. just like he knows she’s not entirely comfortable driving with three other people in the car yet, but she’ll do it cause his mom asked her to.

“s’not gonna kill anyone to sit in silence for a few minutes, no matter how foreign the concept might be to him,” jack says, directing the last part of his sentence towards his friend and trevor only smiles shaking his head and sitting back against the seat

“are you staying for dinner dais?” trevor asks only a few seconds later, proving jack’s point

“yeah, I’m staying for dinner, probably hanging out with Quinn for an hour or two before heading home,” daisy answers and jack purses his lips at the reminder that once again, she’s not coming to his house to see him. or celebrate his win. she’ll be there to see quinn.

but at least he’ll have someone else that’ll give trevor a hard time whenever he flirts with daisy.

[windworn-stars]

decided to just post the finished sketch now just in case this takes too long and also added ventis backstory in this AU (since i might hopefully make this a series of sorts?) anyway, i sure hope the backstory isnt too dark aha!! (i can post the backstory on its own if its too hard to read)

[feline-evil]

Dick or no dick confirmation Pickles was always going to be trans to me anyways; if he's swingin' somethin that's phallo babes, if he's not then his t-dick fat. What's not to get.

[sciderman]

Yk not looking at usernames sure is wild. I thought the Bob and Wade you were talking about were those guys from distractible

don’t know what that is but 👍 ok

[backroadboy]

I have a very important question.

*it's an au where supernatural things don't exist. sam still went to stanford, leaving Dean alone with his dad tho. cas is human (obviously).

*¹ sam leaves stanford, leaving dean alone with john. he still hunts the supernatural. cas is an angel.

[feel free to leave other ideas in the tags/comments!]

[quietwingsinthesky]

what if. Amy “fix-it” because hallucifer makes sam so paranoid about dean leaving for no reason that sam gives in and follows him and is witness to the whole thing

[malewifeph1lza]

thinking about something (q)phil said earlier

about how fits date with pac is huge for him, because of how spreen left and never came back

I think this anarchist has abandonment issues

[pettyoddity]

cloudy

[vexenya]

Listening to Plum Story for the 2937362th time and godddd I miss Kururingo, I really hope she is still making music somewhere out there. Her music and art were both so unique

[daz4i]

i should upload recordings of me singing more maybe