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two-white-butterflies · 7 months

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As Lovers Often Do - c.5

Description: Alyssa Strong was born to be Aemond's wife. As the dance occurs, certain consequences are levied upon her.

"An eye for an eye. A son for a son."

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“She would take him to faraway lands to observe foreign ways, so he could get closer to the strangeness within himself.”

― Fatima Mernissi

"You've been sending letters to my mother?" Alyssa peeked her head inside of Queen Alicent's solar - to see her lover casually lounged upon the leather seats. "Nothing but conversations that siblings ought to have," Aemond humored - eye flickering towards her direction. In all the years of seeing Alyssa, her beauty never ceased to amaze him. "How is the babe? Have they come out?" she inquired, settling beside him and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Not yet, but the midwives say that it is soon." he responded, forgetting about the book on his lap - giving her his full attention. "My mother has always been strong - this pregnancy does not seem to have a toll on her. I worried about her, truthfully. The gods have never been kind to our kin." she breathed, inhaling his scent of cinnamon.

He grimaced at the thought of pregnancy. His mother had a hard time carrying Daeron - it was her last pregnancy. He's also heard stories about Queen Aemma - giving birth took her life. A Targaryen Princess' battlefield is the birthing-bed. "It is a price that we pay," he could only respond. "Enough of babes - rather, let's talk about the progression of your relationship with my mother. I never thought I'd live to see the day that you'd two get along," she chuckled.

She gathered her gowns - taking a small step towards the table that held all the beverages. She fills her goblet with wine even though it was far too early to get drunk. "I could say the same thing, Isa. It comes as a surprise - I never expected Princess Saera to be civil." he stopped the words that were coming out of his mouth.

Her eyebrow raised, taking a sip of her wine. "What do you mean by that?" she asked - and he froze in his tracks. He's been taught that his half-siblings were enemies - that the only person that he could rely on was his own full blooded siblings. Rhaenyra wanted the throne; his mother said, and she wouldn't hesitate to kill their family. But Rhaenyra was different from Saera, right?

"There's always been a war between Queen Alicent's side and Queen Aemma's side. A silent one - I-I always assumed that Princess Saera would take Princess Rhaenyra's side."

"She wishes to remain neutral, I assure you. But what is there to fight for? Aunt Rhaenyra is made heir to the iron throne - it's been six and ten or six and seven years since the birth of Prince Aegon. If muñazma wanted him as King - he would've already done so." Alyssa was quick to apprehend.

Her relationship with Rhaenyra was always - stale, but having her aunt as Queen would be a wonderful precedence. It would show that women especially in this country had a right to society. A right to raise their voices and rule kingdoms. It was pure Valyrian prowess - and it was why she admired the older woman.

"The people of Westeros do not like her?"

"You mean the lords of Westeros? There are as much ladies in court than there are lords - we prefer the Princess Rhaenyra. That is of course, assuming that she isn't the only choice."

Recognizing that it was a losing game, Aemond only smiles. He'd lose everything if it meant being loved by Alyssa. He'd change himself. Love makes you want to be a better person - but it also gives you permission to just be yourself. "Is there something that you are not telling me, Aemond?" Alyssa inquires and he shakes his head.

A decision already formed in his brain - when the time comes ... when his father dies. He will bend the knee to his older sister. It was the right thing to do - the only thing that would make Alyssa happy.

"Nothing, merely politics."

(ALYSSA II)

I always knew that my uncle had a terrible habit of hiding his feelings. He would sooner put the realm to torch than tell me what he truly felt. He promised me a few fortnights ago that he'd ask my mother for my hand - marry me in the traditions of our house, but he hasn't done that yet. He's told Queen Alicent - but not my mother. He's afraid of her and Uncle Daemon.

I've also noticed another thing about my uncle; he's made of fire and gold. While other Targaryens are purely forged of fire - never forgetting, never forgiving - he has a cursed aspect to him. According to my mother, gold came from a star in the sky - it crashed down into earth and engulfed this planet with that beauty. It was a cursed beginning - and thus its existence was also cursed.

People fought for gold - people killed for gold.

Aemond is exactly that; cunning, chivalrous - but also homey. He knows his limits as a man. I could not stop loving him.

My mother whelped again sooner after - a girl. Her name was Viserra, after the doomed daughter of King Jaehaerys. The bards sing about her joyous nature, always smiling even as a babe. The King joked that I had finally found a worthy rival; I mused and joked in return.

But in truths, I felt replaced.

I was half-Strong - but this girl was a pure dragon.

"Will you visit your parents in Dragonstone, child?" my grandfather turns to look at me and I nodded. "Yes, I've been itching to see Viserra. I wonder who she looks like the most?" I replied with a smile.

Yes, I did feel replaced - but I was happy because I finally had a younger sibling. "Our men write that the birth was difficult. Have you asked Daemon about Saera, husband? Will Viserra be their only child?" Alicent asks her husband - cautious as always.

"Ah, yes. The birth was difficult but Saera affirms that they want more children. She has always been a responsible girl. She will pull through." Viserys talks about his daughters with joy - an opposite to the way he looks at his sons. "All is well then?" I ask and the King nods happily. "You know, your mother was about your age when she married your father." Viserys remembers, I freeze.

"You should already be searching for suitors, child. Fulfill your duties as a princess of the realm." Viserys teaches; I could swear to hear Alicent mumble 'lady' in correction. "There are still many things that I wish to achieve in this life, your grace. My lessons are not yet done." I reasoned, this was going to be something I regretted.

"For gods' sake. Have lovers - be happy. You are a Targaryen." he encouraged, much to the dismay of his wife. "That is not something a lady should do," Alicent argues with a scowl. "- it is about time that we engage Aemond with Alyssa. Mend the bonds that have been broken and unite our family." Alicent said something right for once.

"I will give you an ultimatum, Alyssa. Five years - find someone that you'll cherish - and if not, we'll make that choice for you." Viserys concludes, the Queen's eyes relax for a moment. "It is very important that we give the children their own choice - I've learnt that the hard way." Viserys chuckled, taking a sip of his milk of poppy.

"It was basically an indirect approval," Alyssa opened her mouth and Aemond seemed to be deep in thought. "First of all, congratulations on the birth of your sister. Second of all, I've already told my mother." Aemond comforted - seeing that surprised look on his beloved's face. "Why don't you tell my mother?" she questioned and he took a deep breath.

He looks to the side.

"I'm not exactly what your mother would want for you to wed. Didn't she promise you to love in a beautiful house near the sea? I've got no land, no rights, no titles of my own - what face can I show your parents? What face can I show the Lady Regent of Harrenhall or the prince that wields that Dark Sister?" he told himself.

In short words; he was not yet worthy of Alyssa - but he plans to be. "You are a Prince and ... I love you." she tilted her head. He seemed to be surprised too. It was the first time she's ever told him that. "You love me?" the sides of his mouth turned upwards. "You know what I mean - I see a future with you. A safe and comfortable one." she expanded - but the smile does not leave his face.

"You have to go through the formalities first - touring around the realm in search for a suitor - even though you've already found the one... Let me ask you something, Isa. When do you plan to get married?" he inquired and she shrugged. "Mayhaps a year or two from now?" she concluded and he nods.

"My mother has already been negotiating our engagement with Lord Larys - they're finalizing it. Making sure that it's perfect so that Princess Saera would have no choice but to agree. Of course, I've started being friends with your mother a few weeks ago."

"Calm down, Aemond. You're thinking about it too much. My mother has always adored you - she's always loved her siblings regardless." Alyssa reassured. "I am thinking about this too much indeed," he breathed. "Take care of the details, Aemond. I'll deal with the delivery." she placed a hand on his shoulder.

He was adorable.

"Marriage! By the gods. When I spoke to you about marriage, I did not assume that you already had your mind set." Viserys took a sip of his medicine. It always a pain to look at his oldest granddaughter. She looked too much like Aemma - but to hear that she already made her own decision, it reminded him of his own mother. "But do not tell my mother, please." she takes a step forward, staring deep into her grandfather eyes - that often looked like a mirror of her own.

"Oh my dear, do not pull me into trouble that I did not begin." he raised a finger and she sighed. "My mother is sick with childbed fever. I'm afraid that the news would shock her and be detrimental to her health. Please kepa, keep this secret for a few months - or at least until she gets better. Then, I will tell her myself." she promised - feeling that familiar anxiety gnaw at her bones.

She loves her mother - but she would not approve. Saera has loved Daemon since she was a child - but getting married young was wrong in her eyes. Her mother wouldn't approve - not even the King could stop her. "Alright, alright." the King relented, feeling his knees buckle at the weight of his own body.

"But I expect that you keep your distance from Prince Aemond until your engagement is formally announced."

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A/N: I'm sorry for not updating in months. I had to take a step back after my boyfriend cheated on me to the thought of his cousin. (His cousin is a wonderful human being, and I admire her.) Please do not comment hate comments about him since we're still in the process of talking about things and such... I just hope that I'll look back on this one day and have a good laugh.

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bl00dforthought · 26 days

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✧.*｡༎Call me 𝕿𝖔𝖇𝖎𝖆𝖘༎ ｡*⁠.⁠✧

Body age 21 ༎ Transmasculine ༎ He/They

I don't come here to make posts all that much. I come here to scroll, like fanart, maybe reblog things, and that's about it. Though my dms and inbox are always open to those interested, read below for kin/system details:

(List is updated regularly based on activity)

Spiritual Regards: Secular; energy craft with vampiric beliefs and elements, herbology and natural science (I do not worship any entity other than myself)

Kintypes: Vampire (if that wasn't obvious already), Demon, Manticore

Active fictive identities (derived from source): Sebastian Michaelis (Source: Black Butler), Isa/Saïx (Source: Kingdom Hearts), Ren (Dramatical Murder)

Currently active NON-fictive identities (*inspired* by sources but not *derived* from sources): Cassius (Elf), Augustus (ethereal/earthbound angel)

(Sourcemates, other witches, vampires and demons do not hesitate to interact!)

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melon-official · 2 months

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hi. hey. hi. 7 20 27 A for bp, 20 also for glory and isa, F for dolly and lily

“i don’t experience it often enough to have much of an opinion.”

in fact, she doesnt really get it at all. she’s just listing popular trends and experiences here that her general age group would agree with.

“of course i have friends and family. why would i say i love them? it’s confusing at best.”

what she doesn’t mean is that she’s never even tried to have a meaningful bond with anyone, but it sort of comes across anyway. heres what the other two have to say

“not in, like, a demi way, really, just that if you only date someone because they’re attractive or if you can’t stand some aspect of them then that really doesn’t strike me as particularly healthy haha”

(ramen water most definitely showed her a tiktok that said “im feeling romantical” and now its just a phrase she uses like its normal. if she were to be asked this again shed just tell you to ask rw while isa’s standing next to him)

final note: bell pepper will only feel dread twice in her life. once during [JELLETON SOUNDS] and once near the end of her life, when she sits down to write her will and realizes she has no next of kin and no one close enough to sign her estate to—in the latter moment, that emotion is quickly squashed.

then i hit the image limit. so ill rb this with the letter ones lmfaoooo

#my ocs #bell pepper #glory #isaiah #thanks for enabling me LOL

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magic-is-something-we-create · 6 months

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ETERNAL RILLMOTHER VERATRUM - The Millennium Saga [Firebreathers ; Echoseers ; Goddess-Touched]

They tell me he is the Savior. The one who will fight off the Great Decay prophesied to rid Ehl of magic for good. All of their stories are of a grand, well-spoken man, one who can turn even the most unwilling of people to his cause. The Chosen, the prize of Nimia, the Holy. Before me stands a child.

Basics:

She/her - Cis Woman Bisexual, Polyamorous - 1042 [~1146 on Earth; appears mid-40s to mid-50s] Rill Ehlf - Allmage; Plant Mage origins

Where she begins:

The first we see of the Rillmother is a statue that does not do her justice; if the art installations of Unity Park in Aree were all anyone ever knew of her, they'd expect her to be of a comparable size and grace to Tieling of Nimia.

When Ember first meets her outside of the fortress of Tal'Ren, the top of their head barely reaches her midriff.

Veratrum is gentle with her grandchildren, though, even if she has a habit of intimidating their companions. And she is more than willing to provide safe shelter from those pursuing them, along with free access to the Archives - the largest collection of historical and fictional record in the world, her pride and joy.

But first, she wants to know how her grandchildren met their friends. And Ember has to come clean about stealing from her grandson.

What she finds herself confronting:

Veratrum is one of the Eternal Three; she became immortal alongside Tieling of Nimia and Arthur Shieldstone nearly one thousand years ago. All she ever wanted was to live to see her grandchildren, and now, she gets to love every generation of them for the rest of time.

Now, she must grieve every single one.

And now, she must confront the fact that something has broken, and she didn't see it. She must confront the fact that her children are being hurt by their own, and that something must be done.

But she cannot bring herself to raise a hand against her kin.

Not after losing so many already.

Important connections:

Family: K'Ron Actaea, Elar, Isa, and Lakia.

Friends: Arthur Shieldstone, Lu'Syr Typha, Tieling of Nimia

Enemies: K'Ron Actaea (after learning what she has done), Tieling of Nimia (they do not see eye-to-eye, but they will never be rid of each other's presence)

MUSIC

Themes: Secret by Florian Bur, Deryn Cullen, and Tina Meier, Against the Sun by Rush Garcia, Leap of Faith by Rush Garcia

Vibes: Throne by Saint Mesa, Pride & Fear by TheFatRat and RIELL, All Things Devour by aeseaes

#braindumps.txt #writeblr #character intro #wip intro #original writing #original character #the millennium saga #tms intros #snip #my.art #<- ive been forgetting that one on EVERY SINGLE INTRO. pain.

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nice2meetyouu · 3 months

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Reflection Part 2

Hindi ko alam kung quarterlife crisis 'to or parte lang ng buhay pero I feel lost. Other than spend time with family, parang wala nang meaning 'yung goals ko sa buhay na mag-ipon nang mag-ipon, mag-exercise, at mag-skincare.

Dati, wala naman akong pakialam kung tumanda akong mag-isa (at maging cat lady), pero nakakaramdam ako ngayon ng anxiety sa pagiging alone. Parang hindi na rin ganu'n ka-interesting sa 'kin mag-travel kasi andami ko nang napuntahang bundok, building, dagat... 'yung ibang pwedeng gawin o iexperience naman, napaka-"mahal" sa tingin ko.

I like it pag nalululong ako sa kakanood ng palabas na gusto ko, kakapakinig ng music na maganda, kakalaro ng larong masaya... wala akong time mag-ruminate kasi I'm focusing on something. But then, may katapusan din ang mga distraction.

Kuntento naman na ako kahit hindi lumayo o mag-travel kuno. 'Yung hinahanap ko lang talaga ngayon e warmth ng tao. Kung pupunta man sa malayo o saanman, ang nagpapasaya sa 'kin eh the fact na may shared memories kami ng family and friends. Dati, sabi ng roommate ko, naaamaze siya kasi kaya ko raw na "mag-isa". Kung gusto kong kumain, kakain ako. Kung gusto ko mag-shopping, edi pupunta ako at magshoshopping. Hindi raw ako naghahanap ng kasama. I didn't know na iha-haunt ako nyan later on—pagod na akong maging mapag-isa. Gusto ko ng kausap, gusto ko ng kasama.

Siguro kasi naka-survival mode ako dati at nakafocus lang sa specific short-term goals like pumasa sa exam, matapos 'yung requirements, mag-survive for the week. Tapos, lagi naman akong napapaligiran ng tao. Kahit hindi masyado mag-effort, may makakasalamuha ka sa school o sa ospital, may makakausap at makakausap ka. Mayroon dyang magyayaya na lumabas o kumain o pumunta sa kung saan.

Ngayon, wala na. Welcome to the world of adult friendships. Wala namang masama na malayo sila at may kanya-kanya nang buhay. Hanap na lang ng bagong mga makakasama at makakausap.

Pero siguro dati sanay ako na kung may gusto kang makuha, may magagawa ka para makuha 'yon. Gusto mong pumasa, edi mag-aral ka. Gusto mong maging fit, edi mag-exercise ka. Ngayon lang nagsisink in sa akin na hindi talaga lahat kaya mong aksyunan. Hindi sa lahat ng oras may magagawa ka para makuha 'yung gusto mo. Not to say na walang sense kumilos or mag-try, pero even your best can only get you so far, minsan.

Siguro, ngayon, nagsisink in sa akin na mali ako sa mga panghuhusga ko sa iba at sa sarili ko. Naiinis ako kapag parang ipinaparating ng iba na things come easy sa akin, samantalang sa isip ko, kung alam mo lang, anong mga rejection, sakit, pagod ang tiniis ko para marating 'yung narating ko. Pero in the end, I'm tired. Like, bakit ko ba 'to ginagawa? What am I trying so hard for?

#sarili

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