#thread&.{alice}

[randomfae]

i don't know, magp fellas, but somehow when alice says shit like "i created you and i can destroy you" or "i was born down here and i will die here" i sorta... believe her? like yeah you're obviously joking but are you tho?

lowkey same vibes as gertrude going "of course, gerard! i just happened not to mention the network of sinister tunnels that snake beneath the archive where i keep all my darkest secrets"

[banefort]

It’s always surprising that Larycent only really exists on the fringes of the HOTD fanbase when it’s easily one of if not the most compelling and complicated relationships. The erotic overlap between love and violence, his near-primordial compulsion to service her and win her affection despite recognizing that she fears him in the same instinctual way that the fly fears the spider. Not to mention its capacity for discussions of class dynamics, ability/disability.

Matthew Needham’s explanation for the SA scene, that Larys seeks to wrest her bodily autonomy from her through making her own limbs part of the crime, deliberately targeting her traumatic sexual history and conscience-stricken disposition is such an interesting concept. He seeks to invoke a disconnect between her and her feet, symbolically and literally disabling her. In his eyes, the only way for them to truly identify with one another, or for her to love him, is for them to share in their bodily trauma together.

It conjures the image of a rabid animal willingly and devotedly infecting another.

[gayformlessblob]

i love how even though we have a lot of varied tmagp designs a lot of people seem to agree that the core tenants of alice dyer are

piercings

bangs

big jacket

big skirt

[daenystheedreamer]

fjsdlkfads sorry continuation of what i said in ur replies but this is the thread i read on alicent as viserys' pseudo eldest daughter it was really interesting https://twitter.com/1llomen/status/1772349324954869819

thank you thank you!!

[milo-the-professional-yapper]

SOMEONE get Jon out of there- my man stopped the apocalypse only to be subjected to reading aloud Reddit threads and blog posts as a digital entity.

Truly a fate worse than death.

[hatter-and-dodo-in-wonderland]

Draw your character wearing...

9: Date night threads

This time I chose to wrap the roses in peach, her favourite colour...

[blushdrunks]

a closed starter for my beautiful fiancée, @meltsintoyou, from alice liddel.

"hatter!" alice called out, rushing towards the other. her dress flowed everywhere and she gasped as she ran directly into them. they looked bewildered and she inhaled sharply. "alice...it's alice." she took her face between her hands. "remember? i'm home. i've come home," she breathed and beamed. "i missed you all so much."

[helpimstuckposting]

I like that you can feel Alice’s strings of sanity snapping one by one each episode

[archxngxl]

Closed Starter

The days following Josie' return were a mix of happiness and utter chaos. The events leading up to Lucian and Alice finding her, had shaken both of them to the core. Alice was sure than none of them came back the same, but she worried for Lucian. The things they'd seen, the things that they heard in that place, it was terrible. Alice was used to hearing and seeing the dead, but Lucian did not.

Alice groaned as light hit her eyes from the opening in her curtains. She moved to her back, hands moved to rub her eyes. Good sleep evaded her since they came back. It didn't help that she saw countless reporters out front, practically aching to ask them invasive questions. She'd asked Lucian to stay the night, since those reporters were bound to chase him all the way to his place.

Alice walked down the steps, making her way to the kitchen. Two cups were placed on the island, pot already placed under the coffee machine. She got to work making them both breakfast, keeping in mind just how Lucian liked his coffee and breakfast. The brunettes peaked into the living room, only to see her ex awake. "Did you sleep?" She glanced at the clock, it was 4:30 in the morning. // @willowswriting

[godofstupidsentences]

Fellow hp next gen fans, would anyone be interested if I started making threads on X about the next gen (such as “how I perceive…”)?

[bloodymyhands]

@featherstcnes you already know what it is

if she blinks, she can almost see herself back there. laying under the comforting shade of the tree. she can almost feel rhaenyra lying in her lap, her warm body against her own, promising things that they both knew weren't possible. even back then, alicent had known it would've been impossible to follow her. that didn't stop the almost obsessive lure, one she's tried to crush under her foot for years now. one that's been nothing but a distant buzzing in the back of her mind. "you speak as if from a distant dream," rhaenyra says, her voice shaky and eyes glossy with tears, not unlike her own.

she doesn't know the words for how she feels. perhaps, in another universe, she'd be able to understand it. she'd be able to part her lips and confess the truth. to tell rhaenyra that she's the only one she's ever loved, the only one she's ever fallen for. that the only freedom she's ever longed for lies with her. that her salvation comes from rhaenyra's forgiveness. as dearly as she loves her children, nothing has ever compared to this. the confession dances on the tip of her tongue. she wants to embrace rhaenyra, wants to pull her close, to beg.

all of this passes in the blink of an eye. she steps forward, and speaks the words in a way she only knows how. "come with me," she says, her heart pounding against her chest. rhaenyra moves, in dragon-like movements, sucking in a breath and her eyes rimmed with fresh tears. i want to fly with you on dragonback and eat only cake, she wants to say, a reminder of the past and a promise of the future. instead, she trembles, and wonders how freedom will feel when she has to face it still chained to her love she'll never fully let go of.

[inkshadow]

continued for @decadentscribe from the source

the initial urge to ask back 'what does it look like i'm doing' comes and goes in the blink of an eye but the way he's got his tongue halfway out should have indicated exactly what it was he was partaking in. ❝ n... othing? ❞ was all he could really say, knowing it's hardly convincing to the person who's watched him this whole time.

[antoninxdolohovx]

where: lucissa wedding who: @xaliceinaurorlandx

He had been watching her all night, surprised that she was here, as security. Antonin wondered what might be going through her mind, being around a crowd of people that she used to call friends. She had ruined them, what they could have been, and he would never forgive her for the betrayal she caused.

It didn't take long for him to figure out her section to canvas, noting the rooms that were in close proximity and a plan was formulated. Magic disguised him, watching her take that one step into the same shadows that he was waiting in, and within seconds, he had two of them tucked into what appeared to be a storage closet, the door shutting quickly behind them and locking, his own sort of lock to keep her from escaping.

Antonin kept his back to the door, looking greedily at the witch in front of him. "That is what they are calling proper attire for security." He held up his wand hand. "No magic, Alice." He would never harm her, she knew that, but that didn't mean he wouldn't use force if she did.

[angelfruittree]

I told myself I was gonna record some podfic but I am just re reading parts of in memoriam again and trying not to be sick

[safinsisland]

To pick a flower

Starter for @alice-langdon

Safin stood still between the flower bed, pausing to watch his visitor.

The young lady interest him. Not only were here papers up to date - from garden shows to government jobs - she also knew more then the merry base.

She strolled careful along his flowers, fully aware of its poison abilities, enjoying it anyway.

And yet ; there was something, something Lyutsifer could not put his finger on. Something familiar in her gesture maybe?

He frowned lightly and focused on his guest again.

“My foxglove is blooming in the brightest colour at the moment. I believe you can appreciate the view?”, he spoke up in his croaked voice, while his hands fiddles with his sleeves.

[bcbliophile]

@rh4egar Nagini & Alicent Dragon rider AU

The secret her father had kept for so long came to light on a normal day. Alicent had been on her way to pray when something in the sky caught her eye, she couldn't say why even to this day, but she followed after it as if attracted by a siren song. She made it to the dragon pit when she watched the loveliest dragon she had ever seen land and it was as if something she didn't know she was missing fell into place.

From there Otto had to admit her mother, her real mother was Saera Targaryen, she gave birth to her while she was hidden in Old Town, Otto Hightower had been the father and his wife swore to raise her as her own and she had. The King had been angry when he heard this-- that made Alicent a royal, something she still had a hard time coming to terms with and now a dragon rider. After a good week of just sitting near Nagini and talking to her, making sure she wasn't going to eat her-- she was finally ready for her first flight.

"My Valyrian isn't very good-- but I think I know enough for a short flight" her hand reached out, softly petting her mount's neck as she had been for the last week. It was an odd feeling, the affection she held for her dragon.