#i didn't know what to name bby boy so I didn't drop suggestions in the tags if you'd like lmao

[lullaebies]

For Aegon III/Jaehaera's requests: Aegon being nervous because Haera is having their first child and heir after a decade.

He can hear her screams of pain from behind the doors of their shared chambers.

He starts to pray the gods, despite Baela and Viserys' tentative reassurances then Haera calls for him and Aegon's feets lead him in front of the doors; the guards try to stop him and he orders them to not touch him.

They woke the dragon and the dragon will be protective of his mate and hatchlings.

When he enters, he is quick to be by Jaehaera's side

"My king you shouldn't-"

"I can and I will"

They had their baby boy🥺 and you bet that Aegon cries for the first time out of happiness, then Haera is there like: "Give him to me! he's mine!"

And doesn't allow anyone to touch their baby and you vet Aegon will wash his baby boy, much to the horror and amusement of the masters, midwives and Aegon's siblings

Aegon paces around the hallway in an attempt to calm down. He has been banned from his bedchambers for the better of half an hour now.  The Grand Maester and his accompanying midwives have tended his wife as she gave birth to her firstborn; their firstborn.

He is not a religious man, by any means of the word, but he prays under his breath. The gods had long forsaken him, laughing as they planted him on a throne of swords that had cost him nearby everything. But his wife had a woman of more faith, despite all she had been through herself. If the Seven are true to them, they would protect her.

Aegon hopes so, begs so, his stomach turning up and down. The toll of the birthing is clearly heard beyond the doors that separate them. Jaehaera is eight and ten, and they both grew plenty since their wedding, but she has remained a smaller woman to this day. Her pregnant belly had been big for her frame, he can’t help the dark thoughts his mind leads him to.

“You are going to have to breathe, dear brother,” Viserys tells him. “Births do not ever sound pleasant. This is a fact of life.”

Yet they never sounded so difficult for Larra, either, he wants to say, but he only frowns. If it wasn’t for the fact Lady Larra Rogare had left court a year prior, he may have said it aloud. Little Aegon, Aemon, and Naerys were left alone with only their father. The pit in Aegon’s stomach grows exponentially. This is a possibility, for Aegon too, and he had never trusted his odds.

Baela takes him by the shoulder. If it wasn’t his sister, he may very well flung that hand away. “You are going to look more dreadful than your wife when she gets out of that room,” she says straight to his face. “Calm down. I have done as much twice. Rhaena had done so six times. Your little wife will manage, she’s resilient, for all it’s worth.”

She’s neither you nor Rhaena. Resilient Jaehaera had been, but it hasn’t been without struggles. Aegon doubts she had ever said as much to anyone else but him, but this court had been a lonely place for her besides for him. She’s been changing it, step by step, and now labouring to change it definitively, but how alone must she feel in that room? 

Another pained wail comes from within the room. I can’t take it anymore.

“I am entering,” he finally says, escaping his sister’s grip. There are protests from all sides when he steps away from his siblings and to his Kingsguards. The bumbling fools in their white capes move to not allow him to enter, citing the instructions of the Maester, but he glares them down. He’s a full head taller than both, with a crown on his head. He has abandoned the days the Keep could rule him when he fired Lord Torrhen Manderly. “You serve the maester or the King, now? Move aside, or else.” 

The doors to the room open for him while Jaehaera is pushing, forehead wrinkled and sweatied as she does. All her attendants turn to him, but he ignores them and their words entirely.  Aegon only needs a few long steps to reach his wife, sitting beside her on their very bed. 

Jaehaera lifts her eyes to him, panting as he wipes her forehead and moves silver strands from her red-hued face. Grand Maester Munkun swallows as he moves to him. “Your Grace, you shouldn’t like to stay. Births are stressful occasions—”

Aegon does not listen to a thing the man says. “Aegon,” Jaehaera pants, fingers coming to clutch his sleeve. He gives her his full palm to squeeze. 

“—To both parents…” The Grand Maester slowly falters in his words.

“As I’ve noted,” Aegon answers, cutthroat. “I can stay and I will. Now mind your Queen before I find someone who does.”

The old man gulps in response, and scurries to his seat at the edge of the bed nodding. Aegon fixes the pillows under his wife’s head. The calls to push are difficult on his wife for a while, and he feels her using all her strength, the squeeze on his hand a testament to all her efforts.

Their child’s cradle is ready, standing by the window and illuminated by the sun. So many blankets woven for a child not yet born are laid within. Jaehaera had been waiting on the babe for so long, talking to her belly at times even, hoping the little one would hear. 

In comparison, Aegon had been almost afraid. He had worried and angered and anxiously dealt with the idea of a child coming under his wing. Broken wings, by most accounts. He has never known how his siblings had been able to heal the way they were, raising their own family in swift pursuit. Jaehaera’s losses, his losses, had made them become ghosts in the shells of their bodies for the longest while.

But he had grown into this shell, just as he had grown into his crown, and now it is their turn to rebuild. 

Jaehaera lets out a sharp yelp of pain, and Grand Maester Munkun lifts his head. “The babe is crowning,” he looks to the midwives. “Prepare the bath!”

Aegon squeezes his wife’s hand harder. Jaehaera’s eyes are bleary from tears of effort, but he feels he is the one who is in whirls of uncontrollable emotions. Jaehaera inhales in determination, readjusts her position and groans loudly one last time.

A babe’s cries deafen all other voices in the room. 

“It’s a boy,” Munkun announces to the room amidst cries of new life, and then looks at him. “A  healthy prince, Your Grace. An heir for the Iron Throne.”

Grand Maester Munkun is holding their son. Aegon doesn’t know how long he has been waiting on letting his tears fall. It could be from the moment he has been told Jaehaera’s water broke, and it could be from moons prior, when he had been first told Jaehaera is with child. There is some spell cast on him when he sees his boy writhe for attention, tufts of silver hair sticking to his head. It’s my…

The umbilical cord is cut, Jaehaera, despite her pain and fatigue, rises into half-sitting in a bolt. “He’s mine,” she yells at the Grand Maester, paralysing all attendants in the room. Queen Jaehaera, as the court knows her, hardly ever raises her voice. “Give him to me!” 

It’s their boy, first. Before he is an heir, before he is thrust into his royal position, it’s their son.

Aegon comes up from his place, and takes his son from Grand Maester Munkun before he could give him to any of the midwives. He is a big baby, eyeing Aegon with a stare of indigo. He has small, pouty lips, and squishy cheeks as red as all of his body is.

“Our son,” he says, placing the boy in her arms. Jaehaera holds him close to her chest, and finally, the stress on her face dissipates. Tears escape her eyes, but she smiles so widely. “He has your nose.”

“Hello. I am your mama,” she tells the newborn softly. The babe’s cries calm as they speak. Aegon brings a hand to caress his face. Does he recognize their voices? Aegon hasn’t spoken to him during the pregnancy as much as Jaehaera, but the nights he did, does the boy recall them? Aegon had been so afraid for his upcoming arrival, but now he has him and he can’t look away. “And this is your papa.”

It’s my family. 

And he loves it, so dearly, he will never let it go.

“Congratulations, little brother, and good sister,” he hears Baela’s voice from behind him. Both her and Jaehaera look up to her. His sister is mindful of their space, but ogles the little boy with a grin. Viserys is further back, trying to catch a glimpse of the child too. “The midwives are afraid to ruin the moment, so I must. Our prince needs to have his first bath before the water grows cold.”

Jaehaera licks her lips, rather hesitant to give the boy away. They share their reservations with only their eyes. Aegon thinks for a moment and kisses his wife’s temple before looking at all the attendants in the room. “Bring the bath here. I’ll do it.”

There are many variations of his title that come about in exclamation. ‘Your Grace’, ‘Your Highness’, ‘Your Majesty’ and so on and so forth, all complaints and concerns and whatnot. None of it matters, not even a smidge, when Jaehaera smiles at him, and gives him their boy in full trust. He holds him, swearing his arms would be secure for the boy evermore.

Because I am your father, above all else.

[casxmanis]

Hi prob no one asked but I thought of making random headcanons for Ren because hes bby. Beware it do be long tho

Ren Hana

BIOGRAPHY

1. I know he doesn't have an official name in Kanji so Japanese BtD fans would always refer to him by katakana (when you want to pronounce foreign words in Japanese) as レン (Ren). But if he were to have a proper Japanese name with Kanji, it would be 華蓮 (Hana Ren). It means Lotus Flower. <3

2. His mom used to sang "Kawa No Nagare No You Ni" and he still remembers it to this day.

PREFERENCES

1. Thinks anime with lolis in it are fucking cringe (whats wrong with anime industry wtf why is that dragon anime so popular?)

2. His favourite Vocaloid music has to be Drop Pop Candy, and his favourite Vocaloid producer is Jesus-P.

3. His favourite Vocaloid has to be Len and Rin FOR SURE. He just couldn't decide.

4. He has way too many favourite Jpop singers, but that includes REOL, GARNIDELIA, Teddyloid, Kyary Pamyu Pamyu, Kenshi Yonezu, BABYMETAL, POLKADOT STINGRAY and Eve.

5. HATES NETORARE/NTR! So if he were to go on Nhentai and idk do his own business and turns out it was NTR, he would be sad.

6. Didn't even rub one out when he was reading The Metamorphosis by Shindol and was crying his eyes out. (See what I did there? ;) )

7. His favourite anime he could never forget about are Angel Beats, Madoka, and Your Lie in April.

8. He also watches Invader Zim too and has a Gir hoodie. Sometimes the show reminded him of himself and Strade, a bit too much."

EXPERIENCES

1. Ren has went to an anime convention with Strade. Strade being confused with the vibe and Ren just being like the excited kid in a toy store.

2. Besides chicken hearts, I think Omurice is his favourite too <3

3. He always eats rice with his meals, even suggested Strade to buy a rice cooker and well, he did! (Okay I'm literally Asian and rice is the STAPLE in every Asian cuisine NO LIE)

4. Strade once turned on "Japanese Boy" by Andrea Jürgens (It's the GTA Vice City radio song, and I just learnt it was originally sung in German by a German singer. Like Strade thought it sounds harmless because he heard it on the radio as a kid and doesn't mean any harmful intentions to Ren's culture and all.) and Ren lost his sHIT AND IS UTTERLY CONFUSED?? CONFUSED-IRRITATED?"

I'd be happy to correct anything wrong against canon, or that y'all have more fresh ideas <3

[cursingtoji]

𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊

FEATURING>> Choso, Yuuta, Yuuji, Toge & Megumi

WARNINGS>> suggestive, gn!reader. the usual blah blah tattoo awareness

PART 1 >>gojo, geto, toji, sukuna | M.List

𝕮𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖔

✧ this man himself is the tattoo artist

✧ and a lot of people come to him to get their lover's name inked on them

✧ he tried to talk them out of it a couple of times

✧ but they always seem so happy afterwards

✧ so he decided to do the same

✧ the thing is

✧as a tattoo artist choso already has the greatest part of his skin marked

✧ but there was one available space

✧ one he could actually tattoo himself…

✧ you thought it was weird your boyfriend didn't try to make a move on you for a few weeks

✧ until one day he just stopped at the bathroom door frame in nothing but a towel around his waist and damp hair after he had a shower

✧ you look up from your book to see his pose against the frame laughing and asking "what?"

✧ then he just dropped the towel

✧ along with your jaw

✧ because there it was your name on his pretty dick

✧ and now it was nearly healed

✧ why don’t you show him how much you loved it ;)

𝖄𝖚𝖚𝖙𝖆

❀ precious bby Yuuta

❀ he didn’t plan on having many tattoos

❀ at some point he decided to get one that meant something for him

❀ then another, then another…

❀ anyways there’s still not many of them for Yuuta to be considered “heavily tattooed”

❀ the occasion that made him think about it was your upcoming anniversary

❀ he would stare at showcases for hours looking for the perfect gift

❀ until he stopped at a tattoo studio

❀ And remembered how much you love his tats

❀ always tracing them with the tip of your fingers when you’re laying on his chest

❀ so he got in and asked for your name on the inner side of his forearm, but the artist suggested that he put another element since that part was completely free

❀ And together they came up with a similar design of his sword that would fit that area nicely

❀ with your pretty name inside the blade

❀ now you demand cuddles so you can trace your new fav tattoo of his when he spoons you

𝖄𝖚𝖚𝖏𝖎

☆ as an opposite of yuuta, yuuji would get tattoos for fun

☆ like tats from his fav movies

☆ or quotes

☆ once he showed up with wilson from cast away on his arm and megumi questioned if he would ever get something meaningful on his skin

☆ ouch

☆ he knows megumi was only being a meanie

☆ but it did make him think

☆ he should get something meaningful

☆ like his beloved s/o name!

☆ but that alone is not enough, is it?

☆ for the following weeks yuuji tried to get some hint from you

☆ he would propose some movie nights in order to find something you liked and that he could put along your name

☆ you watched all rom coms that existed

☆ yuuji found the one when you were watching lord of the rings for the 23873th time

☆ the way you sighed lovely when arwen said 'I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone.'

☆ yuuji smiled so widely at this

☆ thankfully you were laying on his lap and didn’t see it

☆ he picked up his phone and schedule an appointment for the next morning (with choso)

☆ then he came home with a loud ta da! flexing his bicep

☆ that quote beautifully fitting his muscle and your name under it in a pretty delicate font

☆ that shut megumi up :)

𝕿𝖔𝖌𝖊

✼ precious boi ™

✼ but also secret menace ™

✼ tattooed toge would express himself towards the art on his body

✼ which includes a ‘bitch’ on his palm so he can just do like ✋

✼ toge would secretly have a naked silhouette that looks like you hidden in the middle of his other tats

✼ he would also have way too many pandas

✼ every important person of his life got some kind of tattoo on him

✼ it’s his way to show love okay

✼ yes a hedgehog as megumi is the way he chose to show love

✼ but you’re his special one

✼ so you deserve something more

✼ and he still had a lot of space

✼ out of all the free space he chose the place below his belly button (pelvis?) with your name and little lipstick mark because ....ya know

✼ and let’s say that shocked some of his friends

✼ somehow that became a joke between you and toge so he would often tap his lips and points down

✼ and you just have to get down and kiss your name on his pelvis

✼ whatever that leads to… it’s just a consequence ;)

𝕸𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖒𝖎

♡ i like to dream of megumi looking up to toji

♡ with a heavily tattooed dad megumi would dream of getting tats since he was a lil gumi

♡ before gumi was even legal he would have tattoos already

♡ thx to dad

♡ mom why u beating dad

♡ but he thinks a lot before getting a tattoo

♡ he’s extremely aware that those will be on his skin forever

♡ he researches a lot of artists before choosing the one with the best set of skills for that specific design

♡ and he came across you for a design you would do often

♡ you bond so well, every other tattoo he had an idea of he came to you to do it

♡ it was inevitable you two starting to date

♡ and you would always tell him funny stories about how your clients would come in to get their partner’s name tattooed and afterwards you give them your card in case they wanted to cover it in the future

♡ that made megumi wonder

♡ he always thought that inking some else’s name on you was dumb because if you break up their name will stay there for good

♡ so why does he keep thinking about how good your name would look under his collar bone?

♡ one day you got a call scheduling a name tattoo for the last available time of your woking day

♡ you were confused when gumi showed up, the shop was empty except for your coworkers

♡ gumi sat on your chair saying he was the one that would get the name tattoo and you would be the one doing it :)

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