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suiana · 17 hours
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(yandere! prince x female! reader) (for @violetvase) (again im sososo sorry for the late commission catch up😭😭😭) (tw: implied dubcon mentioned?)
"you know i'm mad at you, right?"
he mumbles, staring outside of the window. you gulp nervously, not daring to break the cold tension as you nervously sit at the foot of his bed.
alas, you had been captured by him, freedom forever gone as you had to face the consequences of leaving your dear ex crown prince turned king alone.
you yelp as he suddenly turns to face you, looking at you with cold eyes.
"but you've birthed our two lovely children and... i cannot imagine how they'd feel if they saw their mother miserable."
the king mutters, a hint of a smile gracing his lips as he approaches you slowly. he stops right in front of you, a gloved hand caressing your cheek fondly as he smiles softly. though his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.
"how shall i ever punish you for such a grave crime, hm?"
he mocks, hand gripping your chin tightly as he forces you to maintain eye contact with him. you could only muster put whimpers, shaking under his gaze as you remain silent. you didn't want to anger him even more than you already had.
"say something darling. i want to know how i should punish a queen who ran away from her kingdom and husband."
he hums, relishing in your behavior and silence. finally, you learnt your place, haven't you?
"mn... maybe I'll put another baby in you?"
he suddenly mutters, looking at you with glee in his eyes as you immediately sputter, shaking your head. no! you didn't want more kids! especially if you didn't really want them in the first place!
"just kidding. having too many kids will be bad for you."
he chuckles, patting your head as he lets go of your chin. it's as if he could sense your every emotion and feeling, manipulating you by keeping you guessing about how he's going to punish you.
"i think I'll just punish you by placing a pretty little collar on your neck. one embedded with jewels and the prettiest of laces."
he hums, hand drifting towards your exposed neck before his eyes darken. you avert your eyes from him, staring down at your lap as you chew on your bottom lip. damn... it was going to be super embarrassing... oh well, at least it was better than another baby.
"I'm being very lenient because I don't want my children to be mentally deprived of a mother. don't disobey me again, understood?"
he speaks up, tilting your head up to meet your gaze yet again.
"I don't want to hurt you, please understand. i just need to... remind you that your place is beside me."
you nod, obeying silently as your husband chuckles softly. you really don't want your punishment to be worse so you'll just suck it up and pamper him for now.
"that's a good girl. i love you."
he mumbles, kissing your forehead before sitting down and cuddling into you. you stare at his innocent behavior, eyes softening slightly as you hesitantly lean into his touch.
man, it's always moments like this that cause you to forget that he's crazily devoted to you. you wish. he were more sane, maybe then you'd be able to fully love him.
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Broken Betrothals
aemond x reader
A/N: made for a request for dark aemond!
WARNINGS: allusions to threats of murder (he’s just protective that’s all😁)
WORD COUNT: 651 words
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You and Aemond had been close all your lives. Officially, you were Helaena’s companion, but everyone knew you were much closer to her brother. That’s why it’s his chambers you venture to when you get the letter from your betrothed, calling off your engagement. Nobody could possibly help you through it like he could. Nobody could make your problems disappear like he could.
“(Y/N)?” He looks confused when you arrive at his door, cheeks tearstained from sobbing. “What has happened?”
“H-He’s called it off…” You breathe out. “Lord Blackwood has rescinded his offer of marriage.”
“Oh, gevie.” (beautiful) “What an awful, cowardly excuse for a man.” He brings you into his arms, stroking his fingers through your hair gently. “Did he tell you why?” Aemond asks, but he knows the answer. Lord Blackwood has broken your engagement because Aemond told him to. Consequences of disobeying his prince were… easy to assume.
“He just said things had changed and that he was no longer in a position to take me as his wife. I just don’t understand what possibly could have happened.”
“Men like that can be incomprehensible. He’s a fool to give up a girl like you.” He says gently. Aemond always knows just what to say to make you feel better.
“I feel like a fool for trusting him and I worry that other suitors will think something is wrong with me. Breaking off an engagement is such an undutiful thing to do. They’ll think he found something out about me… a-and i’ll never find a husband.”
“It’s clear the problem lies with him. I will make sure it’s known.” He holds your face in his hands, wiping away the few tears. “Trust me.”
“There’s nothing truthful to be said that would make people side with me.” You say gently, always the kindhearted girl.
“Then I will fabricate a new truth.” Aemond says with all sincerity. If it pleased you, he would do much more to that man then tell a few white lies.
“That would be unjust.” Your moral compass is a bit of a hindrance to that though.
“What he did to you is unjust. He knows he could have ruined your prospects. He deserves it.” The darkness in your friend's eyes worries you but you know it’s just because he truly cares about you. He only wants to see no wrong done to you.
You settle to please him. “If he starts spewing untruths about me, then I believe it would be fair to say something back. Only as a defence of course.”
“And if he doesn’t?”
“Then I will likely struggle to find a husband anyhow.” You say solemnly.
“I don’t believe there is a man alive who wouldn’t want to marry a sweet flower like you.” Aemond says in a sickeningly saccharine tone. The heat rises to your cheeks at his flirtatious words.
“It hardly matters how sweet I am if they believe me to be a loose woman or some other horrid thing.” You reply.
“Then i’ll marry you.”
“P-Pardon?” You stutter out, hardly believing he just suggested such a thing.
“I’ll make you my bride.” Aemond says with such finality that you can barely do more than gape at him. “I’ll take care of you. If you’d have me.”
“I would of course accept your offer if the need arises but I would never wish to push you into such a thing.”
“I would never feel pressured by such a prospect but if it makes you feel better, then we can agree to only do so if it becomes necessary.” He presents a deal that you can hardly refuse. “Do you accept?”
You think for a few moments. There could be much worse things in life than marrying your best friend.
“I accept.”
A smile comes across the prince’s face. Now, all he has to do is kill… deter all other suitors.
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Okay okay okay hold on. What about this:
If they were caught, they’d be killed. Elain didn’t let herself thing about that as she and Lucien stumbled from the Forest House, likely leaving a trail of blood behind them. How long before Eris begrudgingly called his dogs to follow their scent on the wind? Elain believed Eris would buy as much time as he could and prayed that Beron simply did not notice his youngest son was missing.
It was two days of hard riding to get them to the border. 
“Lucien,” she breathed, turning to the man she barely knew, who’d risked his whole life to keep her alive. His remaining good eye was unfocused, trying to find her in the dark stable. Lucien’s powerful body swayed toward her and for a moment she was terrified he’d topple over and take her with her, likely crushing a rib or two as he went.
Elain grabbed his face, touching him willingly for the first time since they’d married. “Lucien, look at me. I need you to climb atop this horse. I can’t help you.”
Elain bit her lower lip when he didn’t respond, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. He had to do this.
“Please,” she whispered. Lucien reached out with a bloodstained hand, touching the soft coat of the animal beside him. She watched the knot in his throat bob, shoulders set with determination. She’d never know where he summoned the strength to haul himself into the saddle Tanwen had quietly prepared for them earlier that day. 
Elain merely scrambled up behind him, seating herself between his powerful thighs. Lucien swayed again, causing Elain to twist, once again holding his face in her hands. 
“You can’t fall over,” she said, reaching for the belt that once held his sword. With a little maneuvering, she managed to wrap it around them both, effectively anchoring Lucien to her own body. “If you fall, you’ll take me with you.”
Lucien’s head bobbed, forehead knocking against her own. “I won’t fail you, my lady,” he whispered thickly, lashes fluttering shut. 
My lady. When had she become his lady? Elain shook her head of the thought even as her eyes drifted toward his mouth. If he’d been well, would she want to kiss him? He was delirious now and maybe she was, too, because her gaze lingered just long enough to make her want.
Shaking her head, Elain dug her heels into the flank of the animal. She’d use her own sight to try and outmaneuver Beron.
Whispering, she said, “I have enough vision for the two of us.” Lucien’s head dipped, chin pressed to her shoulder. “You could leave,” he said, his breath warm against her neck. “I wouldn’t blame you.”
“I can’t,” she replied automatically, not thinking at all. It was merely a fact. The husband she hadn’t wanted had now become more than just an inevitability. For better or worse, their fates were linked. He’d saved her life—it was because of her he was currently missing an eye, his body ravaged from infection. “I won’t.”
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hadesoftheladies · 4 hours
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FEMALE MOVIE/TV RECS (PART 2 / HISTORICAL FICTION/NON-FICTION)
got inspired from a recommendation post so decided to make a list of movies and shows with female-centric stories/female protagonists. since i can't post all of the genres in one post, i'll split it into multiple posts and y'all can save or add to the list as you wish. (disclaimer: i have watched most of these, but i only know about the existence of others. not every movie/show on these lists will be my recommendation. my recommendations will be beneath the list with reasons. also some of these are way better than others in terms of storytelling/performance--which is why i'll list my faves separately):
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Common Themes of Media in the List:
-Workplace/general sexist discrimination
-Husband being pieces of shit and whiners
-Strong emphasis on sisterhood
-Romance plays a large part (both hetero and homo)
-Female genius and triumph
-Grief, loss, and growth
-Motherhood is difficult but we pull through TM
HAVEN'T WATCHED:
Mozart's Sister
Lessons in Chemistry
The Pursuit of Love
The Conductor
Lizzie
Radioactive
Cable Girls
The Great
Colette
ONES I LOVEDDDD:
A League of Their Own (9/10) (a favorite!)
Hidden Figures (8/10)
The Woman King (8/10) (a favorite!)
Anne With An E (9/10) (a favorite!)
Dickinson (8.5/10)
The Marvellous Mrs. Maisel (9/10) (a favorite!)
Gentleman Jack (8/10)
PERSONAL NOTES:
The Buccaneers is pretty feminist and wholesome, although oftentimes childish and full of Netflix cliches (even though it's an Apple TV original). It tries very hard to be Dickinson and Little Women but is a far cry away from Dickinson's edge and fierceness and Little Women's maturity and realism. It's more interested in appealing to Bridgerton audiences and its worse for it. But it's still full of the nice stuff, like strong female friendships and sisterhoods. Ooh, and lesbians! It's adamantly female-centric.
As for Little Women, I prefer the 90s version with Winona Ryder, but Greta did more justice to the source material than Louisa May Alcott herself in the new version.
The Book Thief and The World to Come are also tragedies, so you know. Ammonite, Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Summerland and The Favourite are lesbians and bisexuals in their full glory, although all of them have vastly different tones (The Favourite is a dark comedy, I believe).
Speaking of The Favourite, Mary & George is like that but it's men vying for the affections of the king. Don't get it twisted though, Mary, George's mom, is the protagonist and primary mover of the show. It starts and ends with her. Also, more lesbianism! (I don't get tired of pointing that out.)
Belle is one of the few autobiographical historical fictions of a black woman. My dad and I love it. It, however, does not surpass The Woman King. The Woman King is like . . . one of the best historical movies on African women I've ever watched! Or just in general! It gives so much agency to African people in the colonial age and tells the story with nuance and perspective--it is a decolonized view on the slave trade that places West African people at the center. It's pretty intense and gory, though. Like it's dark, but like the performances are insanely good, and so is the story. Real life Wakanda and all that!
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feysandfeels · 3 months
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To me it is very funny how people went from loving loving Rhysand in TAR, MAF and WAR, to hating him in SF, because this is the equivalent of when your crush cuts their hair and you go "oh, maybe it wasn't that serious."
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justsomecouscous · 1 month
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og write/creator: yeah these two ppl absolutely hate each other, just like pure loathing, that's their arch nemesis right there and they've been actively trying to kill each other since they met like they just genuinely hate each other so much-
A sixteen year old girl with daddy issues and a new hyper fixation: no for much longer they won't :)
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moderndaypandora · 1 year
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The LAYERS needed in a modern/human Dreamling au.  Some level of Endless family dysfunction, obviously.  Hob's family can be be dead or not, it's all good. Are they old enough to have individually gained the awareness they are off-puttingly intense and should hide it a bit at first, or still in that "no, why would I need to Elsa this" stage?
Option A is both of them trying to play it cool, like "don't scare him off" except they so badly want to go from zero to sixty.
(Death and Desire have ruthlessly drilled Dream with flashcards about how to react appropriately in situations.
Desire: it's your one-month anniversary, what do you do?
Dream: [hesitantly] NOT propose?
Desire and Death, conferring, because that's technically correct but the delivery was suspect.
Death, encouragingly: Good start. And?

Dream: a nice dinner and maybe a walk?
Desire: well done!
Death: and for a three-month anniversary?

Dream: give them a key to my flat.
Desire: [airhorn] NO. RED CARD.)
Option B makes them the classic anecdotal "my grandparents got engaged within seven days of meeting each other and still are happy together".
(Death, rubbing her temples: so you met this guy--
Dream: Hob
Death: -- Hob, and within 1 day you gave notice to the Registrar's Office and figured out the best day to get married. And Hob agreed to this?
Dream: NO.
Death: oh thank go-
Dream: Hob SUGGESTED this.
Death: . . .
Dream: are you going to be a witness or not?
Death, 29 days later in the Registrar's Office, to Hob's witness: Is he sane?
Johanna Constantine, drinking heavily from a large flask: unfortunately yes, by all legal definitions.
Death: fuck
Johanna: [passing the flask over] if your brother's even a tenth as intense as Hob, they'll be fine. Probably.
Death, brightening: Is Hob that bad?

Johanna: You know how sometimes you meet somebody and think "oof, they're a bit much, best give them a wide berth"?

Death: yeah.
Johanna: Hob's like a camouflaged hole in the ground of muchness. Except he's done the hole up all nice and he knows that sometimes you just want to be left alone in the hole to sulk and rattle the spikes for a bit, and occasionally get a F&M hamper tossed in.
Death: [hmmmmmmm'ing approvingly]
Johanna, morose: the bastard.
In the background, Hob and Dream are pressing their foreheads together and basking in each other's presence)
#dreamling#the sandman#it's underappreciated how many red flags hob probably is buried under his amiable exterior#he looked at dream of the endless and went 'yeah'#not even as a 'i can make him better'#very much as a 'i can vibe with his current state and frankly even if he was worse i'd still be like that's my husband [shrug emoji]'#'what am i supposed to do? i knew who he was when i married him'#everybody around them: [extremely done with their shit] STOP ENABLING HIM#hob: he's my goth sweetheart#dream's entire family: he's ten sulking cats in eyeliner and a dramatic coat#hob: i know :D i love him!#johanna constantine is like 'hob's insane'#and everybody's going 'oh no don't be so mean he's just a little boring next to dream'#johanna: he saw dream being dream and went 'i need to stamp my name on him. how do i permanently tie us together'#johanna: he'd never safety pin a condom but i can just see the gears turning in hob's head about how to get to spend more time with dream#johanna: just radiating smug contentment over his insane wet cat#hob: i cannot wait to spend the next 60 years with that man#hob: and ideally die in our sleep together still holding hands#death and johanna: [staring at him over their fourth round of drinks]#dream: [heart of eyes and pink of cheeks]#dream: we should never not be holding hands#hob: okay but what if occasionally we stop holding hands just to then appreciate the feeling of starting to hold hands again#dream: [mulling] acceptable#death and johanna could probably start an entire benefriends or actual romantic relationship entirely based on judging dreamling
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98chao · 10 months
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yall i drew these back in may when i finished the devils playhouse and just forgot to post them so im doing that now
also obligatory shitpost:
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alexa-crowe · 1 year
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DRAGON AGE: INQUISITION (2014)  ↳ Cullen Rutherford in The Wrath of Heaven
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lycanr0t · 2 months
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the thing about aplatonicism is that just like aromanticism and asexualism, it doesn't inherently mean you don't want friendships, every individual apl person has different needs and wants in regards to friendship and each person will go about it differently.
I for example am aplatonic and don't specifically feel platonic attraction as in, i don't feel a drive to befriend people. I don't get "friend crushes" or ever get the desire to befriend specific people. I am personally, very open to the possibility of friendship if someone else approaches me and we vibe. I am not platonically attracted to them, but I also do get enjoyment from socializing with others in that way and can become attached to them, etc. Platonic attraction does not equal caring about someone/being good to them. Attraction is not moral in that way. it just is.
Just like how some ace people still enjoy sex, even without sexual attraction. Some aplatonic people still enjoy friendship, and some don't. And that's okay! There are so many types of relationships out there that people can form and explore what makes them happiest and it looks different for every person and that's such a wonderful thing.
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gildedmuse · 2 years
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Kid: Oh, looks like Momma's dragon here is finally taking us seriously. Well, I guess we're gonna see how tough this fish-boy really is, huh guy-
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Killer: Indeed we will.
Killer: And I will go first.
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Kid: Wait? What!?
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Kid: Noooo! My baby!
Kid: This isn't fun at all!
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senseiwu · 4 months
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The REAL "theydeservedbetter"shipping
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agentark · 1 year
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"M would never get married" first of all, agree to disagree. second of all, you can't deny that down the road M would use the "my partner" excuse to get out of anything and everything
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nightcolorz · 1 year
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Currently thinking about how Anne Rice has expressed that Lestat is a reflection in many ways of the type of person she wished she could be and how she didn’t understand gender + didn’t entirely identify with womanhood, and how all of those feelings are a part of Gabrielle’s character, down to Gabrielle basically saying to Lestat that she loves him because she sees the type of man she can’t be reflected in him and I just…Im not the biggest fan of Anne Rice as a person, she was definitely very flawed (that may be an understatement), but I feel bad that she seemed to have had some unaddressed gender dysphoria, and never really got to explore her gender in a way that she found satisfactory. Based on how she’s spoken about it it seems like she didn’t consider exploring her gender identity to be a possibility. And honestly I find that really sad
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detectivenyx · 2 years
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how to tell tumblr that i like danganronpa posts but komahina and saiouma make me physically ill
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running-in-the-dark · 6 months
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I'm just so tired
I wanted to get so much done today, I wanted to get up early (well earlier anyway), I wanted to finally be productive again
but fuck, I'm just so tired. my alarm woke me and I couldn't get up. I slept 4 more hours. and still could barely get up. managed to brush my teeth and feed the cats and now I'm lying on the couch completely exhausted.
how am I supposed to live like this
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