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shankschewtoy · 2 years

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heyyaaa! i really like your headcanons and i saw your request is open ajsjddkckckc (≧∇≦)/ can i have a kid, killer and law dating headcanons?

a/n - awwww I’m so glad you like my hcs that makes me so happy \(//∇//)\ and ofc, tysm for your request anon <3

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, fluff

Kid, Killer, & Law dating headcanons

Kid

- My guy’s an angry kinda guy :’)

- but with you? He’s so soft and gentle oml

- He gets super jealous REALLY easily, so expect some PDA from him lmao

- But, he wonders why you even like him, he’s supposed to be the scariest dude ever!

- It makes his heart melt when you ask for a hug or just randomly lean on his shoulder

- but since he’s Kid he won’t say that lmao

- “Y/n- why the hell are you leaning on me?!”

- “I want a hug.”

- “HUH?! Fine!”

- Tsundere boi 🗿

- He gets on edge if he doesn’t see you for a couple days at a time, he starts to worry if you’re ok or not

- He wants to protect you so bad since you’re his everything 🥺

- please give this man hugs and kisses even though he turns into a tomato and gets all flustered/mad at you

- Deep down, he really loves your affection, but he’s gotta look scary for his crew ya know

- but just know that behind closed doors, he’ll gladly cuddle and give you hugs/kisses <3

- He might not take you on like fancy dinner dates that often, he prefers to stay at home and just cuddle with you

- your head on his chest, or his head on yours so he can listen to your heartbeat

- all he needs is you

- But if you beg him enough, he’ll take you out to dinner AFTER checking throughly that not a single one of his crew mates will be around

- He doesn’t want anyone other than you (and maybe killer) to know that he’s a softie for everything you do

- if you give him those puppy eyes he’ll do anything for you (he’ll pout and complain tho)

- He wants to make sure you’re safe at all times, if anyone ever lays a hand on you..

- Let’s just say I don’t think you’ll be seeing that person ever again 💀

Killer

- He is the literal sweetest man ever

- Every morning when you wake up together, he’ll just sit there and admire how the sun lights up your face so perfectly

- He’ll move the stray hairs behind your ears and give you soft kisses to your temple

- pls you can’t tell me this isn’t adorable 🥹

- He’s a bit self-conscious of his laugh and everything about himself

- He worries that he’s too violent and too “scary” for you, he doesn’t want you to be afraid of him!

- He also has this fear that he’s not good enough for you

- TELL HIM HE’S PERFECT IN EVERY WAY

- Words of affirmation go a long way for this man ✨

- Saying “I love you” to him is probably the thing that’ll make him quiet for about 2 minutes before finally registering the fact that you just said that

- My guy didn’t expect you to say that 😭

- Give him a bit to understand lmao

- He LIVES for you to lay on his chest

- He loves having you close to him, it makes him feel safe and reassured that he can protect you

- Unlike his captain, Killer doesn’t do as much PDA

- He’s more discreet about it if he gets jealous in public

- Wether that be just saying to the person hitting on you, “I’m their bf.” Or just putting his hand on your waist, he’s a lot more calm than Kid lmao

-If you say that his laugh is so cute I think you might short circuit him

- Like he’s already so self-conscious about it, he HATES his laugh sm

- But when you tell him it’s super cute and that you like hearing his laugh, he’ll get more comfortable with giggling a bit when he’s with you

- Idk why but I imagine him having the most random jokes ever

- “Y/n, why did the man miss the funeral in the morning?”

- “… What..?”

- “Because he wasn’t a mourning person.”

- “Killer. no.”

- He has more I promise 🗿

Law

- Law is a dark man

- He’s super distant and always has that frown (it’s because of the Luffy stress)

- But when he sees you, it’s like most of his worries just disappear, all he can think about is you

- I’m sorry but this man has the most unhealthy sleeping schedule ever

- In the rare occasion that he sleeps with you, he’ll hug you from behind and rest his head in the crook of your neck

- He hugs you kind of tightly, so you might not be able to move lmao

- In the morning, if he does stay with you in bed, he’ll almost always wake up if you start moving around

- He’ll start peppering kisses along your jawline and the side of your neck/shoulder

- In public, you keep your relationship kinda discreet

- He doesn’t want you to become a target with him, he never wants that to happen

- He does get jealous, but since his abilities are literally perfect, sometimes you’ll just disappear from your convo and appear right next to him

- “Did you need me Law?”

- “… no.”

- “Then why’d you teleport me?”

- “Nevermind that y/n-ya, let’s leave.”

- hehe he’ll never admit he’s jealous tho

- Behind doors he’s a lot more open with affection, he loves it when you sit with him while he works!

- He loves your company <3

- If you bring him some snacks and let him know it’s ok to take a break

- His heart melts. You thought of him?? You’re too kind for this man 😭

- He finds himself so happy when he knows that you’re always going to be by his side, even though he might have that same dead-pan face

- If you tell him he looks handsome, that literally makes him so flustered

- It’s so cute like only the tips of his ears turn red, and his cheeks are tinted pink

- He tries to hide it with his hat but uh- it’s kinda hard to miss

- He also likes being the little spoon sometimes! When you run your fingers through his hair, his entire body just releases all tension 🥺

- Listening to your heartbeat is the most calming thing for him

- It reassures him that you’re here with him <3

a/n - this was so adorable to write 🥺 tysm for the request (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

#one piece hcs #anime hcs #one piece #trafalgar d water law #killer one piece #eustass kid #trafalgar d law x reader #eustasscaptainkid

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alucztive · 1 year

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Ummm idk if I’m doing this right it’s the first time I’m sending a request and I have no ideas what I’m doing >_< but can I request Nagi seishiro x reader pls where Nagi starts to notices that the reader hasn’t come to school for a couple days and heard that their one and only family member has passed away. And he went on search for them and give them comfort and a hug. (Idk if I can mention more characters 😅 but if possible can it also be Isgai,Rin and Chigirl)

dw, u did everything right! thank u for the first request!! hope u enjoyed this, sorry it took so long my exams finally ended. I AM FREE (until next month)

i also made the other versions of the others but they’re WAYY shorter then this one so lmk if u want me to publish them aswell

Warning: probably OOC, nagi is a lil too soft

No pronouns : Gender neutral.

Nagi had been growing increasingly worried about you. You were always at school, always on time, always attentive in class. But for the last couple of days, you hadn't shown up. Nagi knew that you lived alone since your parents passed away, so he couldn't help but wonder what had happened to you.

He decided to ask Reo, your classmate and friend, if he knew anything. Reo told Nagi that your only remaining family member had passed away, and you were understandably taking some time off from school to grieve.

Nagi couldn't stop thinking about you. He knew how it felt to lose someone close to him, and he knew how lonely it could be when you didn't have anyone to turn to. He decided to go on a search for you, hoping to offer some comfort.

Nagi asked around at the local hospital and funeral home and eventually found out where you were staying. He knocked on the door, and you answered. You looked tired, sad, and vulnerable. Nagi's heart ached for you. "Hey," Nagi said softly. "I heard what happened. I'm so sorry."

You nodded, tears filling your eyes. "Thank you," you whispered. Nagi stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He looked around the small apartment, noticing how empty it felt. He knew how you must be feeling right now.

"Can I...can I give you a hug?" — Nagi asked tentatively. You nodded, and Nagi wrapped his arms around you. His embrace was warm and comforting, and you felt yourself relax into it. You clung to him, tears flowing freely now.

Nagi held you for a long time, letting you cry on his shoulder. He knew that nothing he could say would make the pain go away, but he hoped that his presence was enough to offer some comfort. Eventually, you pulled away from him, wiping your eyes. "Thank you, Nagi," you said softly.

"Of course," Nagi replied. "Is there anything I can do for you? Anything you need?" — You shook your head. "No, I don't think so. I just...I don't know. It's hard, you know?"

Nagi nodded. "I know. But you're not alone. I'm here for you, and so are your other friends. We'll help you get through this." — You smiled weakly, grateful for Nagi's kindness. "Thank you. That means a lot to me."

Nagi stayed with you for a while longer, talking about anything and everything. He wanted to take your mind off of your grief, even if just for a little while. By the time he left, you felt a little bit better, a little bit less alone.

As Nagi walked away from your apartment, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to be there for you. He knew that you were strong, and that you would eventually find a way to move forward. But for now, he was happy to offer you a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, and a warm embrace.

#blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #blue lock fic #bllk x y/n #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x you #bllk x you #bllk x reader #nagi seishiro #blue lock nagi #bllk nagi #nagi x you #nagi seishiro x you #nagi seishiro x reader

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thepalmofyourfreezinghand · 5 months

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hey! you don't have to reply to this if you don't want to, but I just wanted your opinion because you're so reasonable. brazilian swiftie here, and her image here is terrible right now. and the sucky part is that it's really hard to even defend her. everybody is just incredibly disappointed by how she's handled this entire situation. we know she's human but she's really not showing it right now. she doesn't have to say anything or stage or anything like that but she still hasn't reached out to the family in any way, not even to offer her condolences (and we know that because they said so after false reports by tabloids), and it just doesn't match up with the way she's portrayed herself over the years. stans keep trying to make excuses but an under the cover sorry for your loss is really the bare minimum and wouldn't implicate her in any way. brazilian swifties just really feel like she doesn't care (at least not more than she cares about her image, or not enough to show she cares and...idk it's rough). she's been really cold with us. someone died, a lot of people got hurt, a concert was cancelled and people were stranded and all we got were two tree-approved IG stories. she hasn't even posted about the Rio concerts like she posts about every city she performs in. she rushed through the show on monday and didn't even mention that people made it there after it was rescheduled last minute and callously (like she did for Argentina). she hasn't taken any action about Ana, not even speaking her name once, not even in her only story. it's so shocking when her whole image is about caring about fans deeply. I wish I didn't feel this way, but she's ice cold right now and it makes no sense to us when compared with how she deal with much smaller issues like the ticketmaster fiasco.

I'm sorry for the late response, anon, but I totally get your disappointment and your sadness (although obviously I can't fully understand it). I haven't really been able to rationally think about what happened in Brazil and discuss it with a clear mind because, unfortunately, something bad happened here in Italy a few days ago that has really engulfed my mind and that of all the people I know.

That being said, I absolutely get what you're saying, and I think I'd feel this way too if I was in your place. I really don't know what to say to comfort you, because the fact that Taylor never reached out to Ana's family, she didn't pay to bring her home, she didn't thank the fans for coming to the postponed show, she rushed through the concert (I noticed that too), and she didn't post about Rio are really all incredibly sad facts (some more than others, of course).

If it helps, I really think she cares, I really do, and I really think that she cares about Brazilian fans specifically and I think she couldn't wait to perform there. BUT I also think that right now she's acting in ways that don't display her care at all, and I think she's simply acting in the wrong way.

Here in Italy, saying sorry and paying to bring Ana home/pay for the funerals would not constitute an admission of guilt. I keep seeing people saying that in Brazil that would be the case, but honestly when it comes to the law most people talk without having any knowledge, so I'm not sure if that's true.

I think her team and her lawyer are advising her to be silent about all of this until things are "sorted out" (i. e., until she knows whether she'll be sued and what will come of it), though.

Even so, I still think that not even reaching out to Ana's family is a vile act.

I also think that stopping the concert the first night, when she saw that people were distressed and not doing well, would've been the right choice, and I can't really wrap my head around why she didn't do it. It would've been waaaay more efficient than just throwing a couple of water bottles to the audience and asking security to do the same.

I'll also add that swifties and their rampant xenophobia are not making any of this any easier. Plus, I think that some non-Brazilian swifties are pushing to sweep this under the rug a little too fast.

Overall, I get what you're saying, and I agree, and I'm so so so sorry. If you wanna talk more I'm here.

I really think she cares about all of you, she's "just" making A LOT of mistakes right now, imo, and those mistakes unfortunately have terrible consequences.

#taylor swift

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greg-montgomery · 7 months

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i don’t know whether to be optimistic or not about my grandma. the situation keeps changing all the time so my emotions go up and down. when i returned from my trip my dad told me that maybe she has a week to live so i was immediately heartbroken. but then my mom the next day says “she might live up to a year or two” and i was like that’s WAY more than i thought and it made me so happy! and she returned home today from the hospital. so i was generally happy like it might be all okay after all. and then i hear my uncle (he’s a doctor) say that we don’t know how she will react to the treatment. and that what she has is so serious she could randomly die tomorrow. so it’s all very uncertain. and then we talked about someone in the family who had something similar who died within a month so it got me worried again. i don’t know what to expect???? it’s such a weird feeling. and we went through the same with my grandpa exactly a year ago who i was also very close with so i can already feel the pain? kind of? i can already feel the emotions and how it will be when she dies and when we’re at the funeral. i just don’t know what’s gonna happen and when. and i don’t know when i try to do things to pamper or comfort myself im like “am i being insensitive? like how can i feel okay when my grandma is dying?”

she’s so important to me i really don’t wanna lose her and i can’t do anything about it. i know she’s old and i understand that it’s natural and i know when it happens i’ll be able to get through it but i’m still so scared. the worst part is those ups and downs. one moment she’s gonna be fine and the other she has a month to live.

and i also feel sorry for my mom bc i can tell she’s going through it and that’s her life now like i know it’s all she thinks and cares about and that she enjoys nothing and i also can’t do anything to help her

i’m sorry for ranting i literally went to therapy today but idk i feel a sense of comfort when i post things here 👤

#death tw #? just to be sure

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daisydood · 1 year

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Ramblings about God of War: Heimdall Addition!

Note: Heimdall won on the poll if you couldn't tell💀 I thought I would get no one voting on it but DAYUM I got like 20 votes what. Yeah,,, I hate Heimdall so much. He sucks so much. He SUCKS. I HATE HIM

☆ Heimdall: The product of the All Father ☆

Heimdall was an absolute arrogant, short citied, incredibly perceptive, JERK. All of these traits cause the downfall of Asgard. The worst part is he's the most sane of Odins sons. Why is he like this?

Odin is why he's like that. I think when Heimdall was way younger, he was being a jerk to someone because yk, kids. Odin should've corrected him and told him why it was wrong and what to do instead, but no. Odin never corrected anything Heimdall did unless it effected him directly. Actually, he encouraged the behavior. He thought it would be useful to him, for some reason.

Heimdall had so many opportunities to save himself in his final battle. But, his divine dignity couldn't handle defeat.

Kratos tried his hardest not to kill another god. He has been trying to change for Atreus. But then here comes Heimdall, tempting him to kill him. Kratos has pitied him enough to let him go without dying (correct me if I'm wrong, I havent played this part in a while) twice, but Heimdalls stupid little ego couldn't take the fact that he got pitied by the god killer.

Heimdall just kept pushing him. If he shut up for two seconds he would probably be alive for the next game. When Heimdall fell to Kratos for the first time, he was about to let him go. Heimdall said something that set him off, and he lost his arm for it. Kratos pitied, he went like oooooh no I'm attacking you again rinse and repeat two times until he dies.

Just an fyi: if he shut up he would be alive; if he was alive he could protect Asgard; if he could protect Asgard he would be able to protect his home, his pride and joy.

AND once he dies, he doesn't even get recognized for his long lasting loyalty to Asgard and Odin. ODIN DID NOT CARE AT ALL.

I mean, we all know he uses the poor guy like a lapdog. But AT LEAST some slight sadness or mourning for your dead son that just got his face bashed in to an unrecognizable bloody mess fighting for you.

But alas, all we got from him was "Heimdall is dead. Do you know anything about that?"

Not a slight bit of emotion. Factual. Interrogative. Quite literally a pawn in his little game. Not sad in the slightest.

No funeral, no condolences, no nothing. Atreus even said everyone hated him. Well, yeah. But even the most annoying jerks don't deserve this. Soooooooooooo yeah idk what else to say. In conclusion Heimdall sucks but he doesn't deserve what happened to him.

Note 2: AHHH I FINISHED IT. omg I'm so sorry this took so long. Ive been so busy and honestly I kinda got writers block for a little. I'm thinking about making a Pokémon "leaks" type of thing so if you're interested in that let me know🐡

#god of war ragnarok #gowr #gow ragnorak #atreus #heimdall #i am unwell #thor #heimdall gow #I hate Heimdall #odin #god of war

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smokeys-house · 1 year

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Sorry for your loss, Smokey. It is always hard to lose someone close

thanks I appreciate that. yeah it's been real hard. I don't wanna talk alot about it here bc my blog is sposed to be a place for folks (including me) to escape to. I don't even usually like to talk about or reblog world events or anything on here.

I'm gonna say a few things about the situation under a cut, but I'll warn you it's really sad. Death tw I guess. It's also very personal but I need an outlet.

I'm serious when I warn that this is going to be a hard thing to read, and you don't have to read this. In fact I recommend you don't. I'll try to be succinct.

So basically my mom died. She wasn't super old, and she was mostly healthy in regards to that kind of thing. She had a lot of medical issues but none that would have taken her out this suddenly. I'm not strong enough to talk about what things may have happened, we don't really know yet either way until after they look at her a little longer.

I lost my dad when I was 8, and my extended family is mostly estranged. My support network is very thin, but for the most part I think we've got it handled for now. I don't want to get too personal, so I'm being a little vague. It's kinda just. Me and my siblings right now.

My mom's dogs are also very distressed, one of them is having seizure issues because getting him his medication on time is challenging since my mom handled that. Her other dog had troubles eating so she used to hand feed her, but now that she's not around to do it she won't eat. She's a bit older, so we're worried about her.

I'm also fairly young. I won't say how old I am but I'm in my 20s so I'm not really prepared for any of this. We have a lot of issues to sort out like phone plans, bills, her house, her car, and all her like. Special retirement and life plan stuff and what not. Dying costs a lot surprisingly, and the funeral costs alone are over $10,000 USD. That's not a typo nor a joke. Everything's been so impersonal and hard. Going through catalogues and discussing plans with the funeral home they talk about it like it's buying a used car.

Of course aside from the logistics side of things, like the bills and figuring out how to get the money together and how to be a fully sustainable and "got-my-shit-together" adult right out the gates, I'm also going through another death in the family. I've got very few people left. There are many things I wish I would've said or done or asked. I had a near complete breakdown, I'd go into details on things but honestly it's just. Really really sad even for someone else to just read. Even now I'm either barely functional or I'm in full repression mode. The dogs keep looking for her, it's incredibly heartbreaking. I keep "forgetting" what's happened and why I feel so weird and why certain people are here or why I can't do certain things.

When I lost my dad, I lost my ability to tell time and dates. That's also not a joke. The grief effected my entire life until this point. I'm intellectually and emotionally stunted for a number of reasons, that included. I have been diagnosed with PTSD from how things happened with my dad. I'm not a well adjusted adult. I've had so many setbacks and issues that I'm basically in my third childhood now. I'm worried as to what will happen to me mentally following this. I've never been very stable. I've got a lot of issues.

Baseline, I'm not well right now. Things are going to be very hard in the coming days. Idk what's going to happen with everything. Financially, I don't make much and my siblings don't make much either. We don't have a lot of time to come up with the money and there are a lot of other considerations to make. Emotionally is one thing, but I don't even know if I'm going to have a home or internet. I think I will. But it's hard to think about just now. I'm not sure if I'll be posting donation links bc it's a lot of personal IRL information but if I run out of options I'll post about it I'm sure.

It's taking a lot just to keep things kinda ordinary typing on here. In truth I want to say a lot. I want to say a great many things. There's nobody for me to say them to. There's so much. There's so much

#death mention #smokey answers

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raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka · 2 years

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House of the Dragon Ep. 7: Driftmark, a Summary (Incorrect Quotes Edition)

SPOILERS AHEAD!

*Laena Velaryon's funeral*

Vaemond: *gives speech about Laena in High Valyrian*

Vaemond: *looks directly at Rhae-Rhae* ...Lady Laena leaves behind two TRUE-BORN daughters.

Rhaenyra: *thoughts* Wtf is his problem?

Daemon: *laughs*

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *approaches Jacaerys* Jace, baby, have you seen your daddy?

Rhaenyra: Btw, your cousins’ mom had just died. Maybe you should go comfort them.

Jacaerys: I lost someone too.

Rhaenyra: Jace.

Jacaerys: Wtf are we even doing here, mommy? We should be in Harrenhal for Lord Lyonel and Ser Harwin.

Rhaenyra: *lowkey panics and looks around fearing someone heard them*

Rhaenyra: It’s not appropriate. The Velaryons are our fam and the Strongs aren’t. Get it?

Jacaerys: *annoyed* Fine.

. . . . .

Helaena: *tending to her bugs*

Aegon: *disgusted* Eww, wtf is she doing now? We have nothing in common.

Aemond: Uh, she’s our sister.

Aegon: You marry her, then.

Aemond: I’d do it, but I’m not promised to her.

Aegon: It’s a terrible idea, honestly.

Aemond: It would strengthen the fam and keep our blood pure.

Aegon: She’s fucking weird af.

Aemond: She’s your future queen. Show her some respect, bro.

Aegon: *grabs another drink* Well, actually, we do have one thing in common. We both dragons and you don’t.

Aemond: …

Aemond: Fuck you, Aegon.

. . . . .

Larys: *creepy stalking Alicent*

Criston: Queen Ali, Larys has been staring at you weirdly, btw.

Alicent: *Sees Larys* Wtf

Alicent: Calm down, Crispy. He’s just happy he’s the new lord of Harrenhal.

Criston: …

. . . . .

Jacaerys: ...

Baella and Rhaena: ...

Jacaerys: Idk what to say, but I’m here.

Baela: *grabs Jacaerys’ hand* Thanks, cousin.

. . . . .

Corlys: Lukey, my title and High Tide will be yours someday. Your big bro will be king and he’ll be in King’s Landing with all the boring meetings and shit. But the lord of the tides rules the seas.

Lucerys: *pulls a Jon Snow expression* I don’t want it.

Jon Snow in the future:

Corlys: Wtf it’s your birthright.

Lucerys: If I’ll be lord of driftmark, that means everyone’s dead.

Corlys: …

. . . . .

Rhaenys: *approaches Baela and Rhaena*

Jacaerys: K bye.

Rhaenys: *hugs Baela and Rhaena* It’s ok, my grandbabies.

Rhaena: *sad face* I don’t want mommy gone.

. . . . .

Jacaerys and Aemond:

. . . . .

Laenor: *staring at the sea, crying*

Corlys: Wtf

Corlys: Hey, Qarl, get your bff out of the water.

Vaemond: Big bro, wtf. Calm down.

. . . . .

Viserys: Hey, lil’ bro. Your baby girls look like their Mom. Trust me, it helps with the loss of pain, but then again the gods can be cruel.

Daemon: Bitch, please. They’re more cruel to you. I mean, you look terrible af.

Viserys: Btw, maybe you should come back to King’s Landing with us. You know, come back home.

Daemon: My baby girls and I live in Pentos now.

Viserys: Bro, I know we fight a lot, but let’s forget about that. I’ll give you a position when you come with us. That’s something you need, right? So, what do you say?

Daemon: No, thanks. I don’t need anything.

Viserys: Come on, bro.

Daemon: *walks out*

Otto, to Daemon: Sorry for your loss.

Daemon: Stfu, I know you don’t mean it.

. . . . .

Viserys, to Alicent: I’m going to bed, Aemma.

Alicent: Wtf my name is Alicent!

Everyone at the funeral:

Everyone in the fucking universe:

. . . . .

Aegon: *drunk af*

Otto, to Aemond: Where tf is your bro?

Aemond: *points at Aegon on the floor*

Otto: *finds him and kicks his ass*

Aegon: Aemond, wtf?! No, wait. You’re not Aemond.

Aegon: *panics* Oh, shit! Hi grandpa.

Otto: Go to bed, you little shit!

. . . . .

Rhaenys: Laena wants to come home, but Daemon said no.

Corlys: I’m sure he’s doing what’s best for the fam.

Rhaenys: That son of a bitch is selfish. She would’ve been here and had our Maesters treat her.

Corlys: They have doctors there too, Babe. If you’re blaming someone, it’s the gods.

Rhaenys: Maybe they’re punishing us because of our big heads.

Corlys: Hey, you would’ve been the queen. But those mofos gave it to your cousin. Is it bad that as your hubby for you to get it back?

Rhaenys: Omfg, not this again. I know it’s really for your ambition and not for me. I accepted the fact that I will never have it, it’s you who wouldn’t let it go. Even now, your daughter just died, your son is a mess, and that’s all you care about? Wtf.

Corlys: Babe, we only live once. Of course, we got to live our lives to the fullest.

Rhaenys: I want Laena’s baby girl, Baela to inherit Driftmark. To someone who actually has Velaryon blood. You can say it now while everyone’s still here.

Corlys: What about Laenor?

Rhaenys: He’s gonna be king consort. I wouldn’t worry about him.

Corlys: And Laenor’s baby boys? What about them, huh?

Rhaenys: Come on, you aren’t blind. Kids looked nothing like him. You know those aren’t his sons. But we’re sure that Laena’s daughters came out of her.

Corlys: History doesn’t remember blood, they remember names.

Rhaenys: Wtf Corlys.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *venting out* Laenor is so bored because there are no battles. Our marriage is a joke, but at least, I’m involve.

Daemon: You’re lucky.

Rhaenyra: I guess I have been ever since my daddy chose me. But we tried, but nothing happened. Plus, there’s no pleasure, at all. I did find it though, and it’s soo good. *wink-wink*

Daemon: Oh, yeah, that’s why Harwin was always around you.

Rhaenyra: Yeah, I shouldn’t have let him leave though. They say that castle more cursed then ever.

Daemon: You know that’s an urban legend, right? If I had to guess, that was your evil stepmom’s doing.

Rhaenyra: I don’t think Ali would actually kill anyone, but her dad? Maybe. That son of a bitch had me spied.

Daemon: Everyone makes mistakes, Rhae-Rhae.

Rhaenyra: Oh, that’s so rich coming from you, uncle.

Daemon: I’m sorry, and what exactly did I do?

Rhaenyra: Bitch, you left me!

Daemon: I had too, you were still a baby.

Rhaenyra: *seduction mode on* Sure, but I’m not a baby anymore. 😉

Daemon: Rhae-Rhae, wtf are you doing?

Rhaenyra and Daemon: *makes out*

Rhaenyra and Daemon: *doing it*

. . . . .

Aemond: I want a dragon and I’m getting a dragon.

Aemond: *sees Vhagar*

Aemond: Ooh, I want her.

Aemond: *claims Vhagar*

Aemond, flying on Vhagar:

Aemond: OMFG THAT WAS AWESOME!

. . . . .

Baela and Rhaena: *sees Vhagar being stolen* Wtf

Baela: *wakes us Jacaerys* Jace, wake up!

Jacaerys: What? What?

Baela: Someone stole our mommy’s dragon.

Jacaerys: *gets up* WHAT?! Son of a bitch!

. . . . .

Rhaena: *sees Aemond* Omfg it’s him.

Aemond: Yeah, it’s me. Got a problem?

Rhaena: Wtf Vhagar is my mommy’s dragon!

Aemond: Well, she’s dead. Doesn’t matter.

Rhaena: I was gonna claim her!

Aemond: First come, first claim then, bitch. Maybe your cousins can find you a pig then.

Rhaena: Wtf that’s it!

Aemond: *shoves Rhaena aside* Weak bitch.

Baela: *punches Aemond* Don’t touch my sister, you son of bitch!

Aemond: *punches Baela* Fight me and I’ll feed you to my fucking dragon!

Jacaerys: *attacks Aemond* Wtf, Aemond! You should never hit a girl!

*Kiddie fight ensues*

Aemond: *gains the upper hand and strangles Lucerys* Weak-ass bitches!

Aemond: *grabs a rock and aims at Lucerys* You’ll die screaming just like your daddy!

Lucerys: Idiot! My daddy’s still alive.

Jacaerys: If you hurt my lil’ bro, I swear to the gods, Aemond, I will end you.

Aemond: Oh, he doesn’t know? Your poor bastards.

Jacaerys: *grabs a knife* That’s it!

Rhaena: Jace, wtf are you doing?!

Jacaerys: *attacks with knife*

Aemond: *disarms Jacaerys and hits him with the rock on his head*

Jacaerys: *drops knife and hits the ground*

Lucerys: *grabs his bro’s knife*

Aemond: Anyone else?

Jacaerys:

Lucerys: *slashes through Aemond’s eye* Don’t touch my big bro!

Aemond: *covers his bleeding eye* OW! WTF?! OMFG MY EYE! I’M BLIND!

Lord Commander: WTF IS GOING ON?!

. . . . .

Viserys: How in the seven fucking hells did you let this happen?!

Lord Commander: Idk, my king. The kids were supposed to be in bed.

Viserys: Who was on duty?

Criston: The prince was attacked by his cousins.

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae’s babies are Aemond’s nephews, idiot! Not his cousins! Nevertheless, you were supposed to protect my family! WTF!

Lord Commander: I’m so sorry, my king. It won’t happen again.

Criston: Yeah, we never had to defend princes from princes, btw.

Viserys: YOU STFU AND THAT’S NOT AN ANSWER!

Criston: …

Alicent, to the Maester: *lowkey panicking* My baby’s gonna be ok, right? It will heal, right? Right?

Maester: His wound will heal, but the eye’s gone.

Alicent: *slaps Aegon* Where tf were you?!

Aegon: *still drunk af* Ow, Mom. Wtf did I do?

Alicent: Exactly! You didn’t do shit! That’s nothing compared to what your lil’ bro suffered!

Corlys: Wtf is going on? Why is everyone out of bed?

Rhaenys: *goes to comfort Baela and Rhaena* Wtf happened?

Rhaenyra: *runs straight to her baby boys*

Rhaenyra: *sees Lucerys’ broken nose* Who tf did this?

Aemond: They attacked me!

Jacaerys: Wtf? He attacked Baela!

Rhaena: He broke Lukey’s nose!

Baela: He stole my mommy’s dragon!

Lucerys: He was gonna kill my big bro!

*The kids yelling at each other*

Daemon: *watching the live soap opera in the corner* Damn, I need popcorn.

Viserys: EVERYONE STFU!

Alicent: My baby boy is the victim!

Viserys: I said STFU!

Jacaerys, to Rhaenyra: He called us bastards.

*awkward silence*

Viserys: Aemond, wtf happened?

Alicent: Your baby boy is hurt and Rhae-Rhae’s son is the one who did it.

Rhaenyra: *holds her babies defensively* It was an accident.

Alicent: Accident? Wtf! Lucerys brought a knife, he was going to kill my baby boy.

Rhaenyra: Excuse me? My babies were the ones attacked, they were only defending themselves. They were insulted.

Viserys: What insults?

Rhaenyra: He called them bastards.

Jacaerys: That’s true.

Rhaenyra, to Viserys: My babies are going to inherit the throne, daddy. This is treason. Maybe Aemond should tell us where he heard it from.

Alicent: All this because of an insult? My baby boy lost his eye!

Viserys, to Aemond: Where did you hear this lie?

Aemond: …

Alicent: It was obviously a joke. It’s probably nothing.

Viserys: Aemond, I asked you a question.

Alicent: Where’s ser Laenor? The boys’ “father” should be here, right?

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae, where is your hubby?

Rhaenyra: Idk. Couldn’t sleep so I took a walk.

Alicent: I think he’s out with his “friends”.

Corlys: *lowkey offended* Bitch, you’re in my house.

Viserys: Aemond, where did you hear it?

Aemond: I heard it from Aegon.

Aegon: Wtf?

Viserys: Aegon! Tell me the truth, where did you hear it?

Aegon: *still drunk af* Dad, I mean, look at them. They don’t have pretty blond hair like us.

Viserys: THIS HAS TO STOP! WE ARE FAMILY!

Viserys: Now say sorry to each other and we can put this behind us.

Alicent: That’s not enough. Aemond is half-blind, saying sorry will not fix his eye.

Viserys: I can’t fix his eye. Wtf do you want me to do?

Alicent: An eye for an eye. I want one of Rhae-Rhae’s son’s eyes in return.

Viserys: Ali-

Alicent: That’s your son, Viserys!

Viserys: Don’t allow your emotions to make you do brash decisions.

Daemon: *enjoying the free netflix subscription* Omfg this drama is so good!

Alicent: Fine, I’ll do it myself.

Alicent, to Criston: Hey, Crispy. Get me the eye of Lucerys Velaryon.

Lucerys: *clings to Rhae-Rhae* Mommy!

Rhaenyra: *shoves Lucerys behind her* DON’T YOU EVEN FUCKING DARE HURT MY BABY BOY!

Viserys: Don’t do it, Crispy.

Alicent: He’s my bodyguard, he answers to me!

Criston: …

Viserys: *with an angry tone* Ali! We’re done here.

Viserys: And if anyone else questions the birth of Princess Rhae-Rhae’s baby boys will have their tongues cut off.

Rhaenyra: Thank you, daddy.

Alicent: *losses it and grabs Viserys’ knife*

Lord Commander: Omfg!

Viserys: Ali, wtf are you doing?!

Alicent: *attempts to attack Lucerys*

Rhaenyra: *defends her babies by grabbing Alicent*

Criston: *attempts to aid Alicent*

Daemon: Oh shit’s about to go down.

Daemon: *grabs Crispy* Not so fast, Coleslaw.

Rhaenyra: Ali, wtf are you doing?

Alicent: I did what I’m expected to do all my life, bitch. While all you did was doing what you wanted. Now, you take my baby’s eye and acted like nothing happened.

Rhaenyra: Bitch, it’s not my fault that you’re jealous of me. Maybe you should’ve lived your life like I did. You’re trying to paint me as the bad guy here, but really, you’re just showing everyone your true colors. So, Uno reverse, bitch.

Alicent: *slashes knife*

Rhaenyra: *had her arm slashed and is bleeding* Wtf?

Alicent: *lowkey panics*

Aemond: It’s ok, mommy. It was a fair trade, I guess. I may have lost my eye, but I have a dragon now.

Aemond: *hugs Alicent*

Daemon: *checks on Rhae-Rhae* Are you ok?

Rhaenyra: Bleeding, but I’m fine.

Lucerys: *comforts Rhae-Rhae*

Lucerys: *looks up at Daemon* Other daddy?

. . . . .

Alicent, to Otto: Go on, yell at me.

Otto: Why would I yell at you?

Alicent: I did something bad, making myself, you and my babies look bad because I hurt Rhae-Rhae. Obviously, the tea has been spilled that I’m going crazy.

Otto: Well, that tea is already out.

Alicent: I’m sure Viserys will take Rhae-Rhae’s side from now on. I’m so sorry, daddy.

Otto: I’ve never seen this side of you, Ali. I love it and I’m so proud of you. Don’t worry about that squabble, it’s ok. You only did what you thought was best for your family.

Alicent: But Rhae-Rhae-

Otto: Is a spoiled brat. Everyone knows that.

Alicent: And my hubby?

Otto: He’ll forgive you if you apologize. You’re his wifey. Nothing else he can do. Just keep doing what you’re doing. Besides, your baby boy has brought us a new dragon. That’ll be useful.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *had her wound stitched*

Laenor: *enters the room* Wtf happened? Is everyone ok?

Maester: The broken nose’s the worst, but everyone’s gonna be ok.

Rhaenyra, to the maester: Thanks, Maester. Now please, gtfo.

Maester: *leaves* K bye.

Rhaenyra, to Jacaerys and Lucerys: Boys, your dad and I need to talk. Go rest.

Jacaerys: Yes, mommy. *grabs Lukey and leaves*

Laenor: I should’ve been there.

Rhaenyra: Lol those should be our house words.

Laenor: I fought in battles, but couldn’t protect my own family. I suck so bad.

Rhaenyra: Aemond called our sons bastards.

Laenor: I have failed you, Rhae-Rhae. I tried, I swear. The kids, I do love them. But all of it isn’t enough. I hate the gods for making me gay.

Rhaenyra: Don’t be so hard on yourself. Do you know how rare nice guys like you exist these days?

Laenor: Remember back then when agreed to have an open relationship? My bf Qarl will go back to fight in the Stepstones soon, and when he does, I want to make us work again. I'll be a better hubby to you and a better dad to our babies.

Rhaenyra: Give up your happiness?

Laenor: You deserve better, Rhae-Rhae. I’m going to be straight from then on.

Rhaenyra: Oh, boo. You don’t have to do that.

Laenor: But-?

Rhaenyra: Don’t worry, I got a plan where we both get what we want.

. . . . .

Larys: Hi, Queen Ali. I’m sorry about your baby boy losing his eye and Princess Rhae-Rhae got away with shit again.

Alicent: I know. That bitch.

Larys: Do you want me to do something about that?

Alicent: Doesn’t matter anymore.

Alicent: And don’t worry, when I want someone dead, I will actually tell you about it and you’ll do the rest, efficiently.

Larys: Omfg, yes, Queen Ali. It will be an honor.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: I need you uncle. I can’t face the greens alone. Btw, do you remember when you told me your wife died and I asked you to marry me before I marry Laenor?

Daemon: Yeah, why?

Rhaenyra: That offer is up again.

Daemon: Rhae-Rhae, I can’t marry you because your hubby is still alive.

Rhaenyra: Well, about that.

Daemon: Wait, are you gonna-?

Rhaenyra: Lol no. I’m not a tyrant.

Daemon: Then you just set him free. You know, fake his death.

Rhaenyra: Corlys and Rhaenys won’t be happy about that. I mean, he’s their only kid left. And people will be blaming me, wtf.

Daemon: Who tf cares what people say.

. . . . .

Daemon, to Qarl: Hey, you wanna be with your bf openly and freely?

Qarl: Uh…

Daemon: I can make that happen. You just gotta help me.

. . . . .

Daemon: *kills a servant to serve as Laenor’s body double*

Qarl and Laenor: *stages a fight*

Servant: Omfg they’re fighting. I’ll get help! *leaves*

Qarl, to Laenor: Babe, let’s go!

Laenor: What?

Qarl: *places Laenor’s body double in the fireplace* Let’s run away together. But you gotta shave your head so people won’t recognize you.

Laenor: *lowkey happy* I can’t believe this is happening.

Qarl and Laenor: *gets into a rowboat to board a ship to Essos*

Laenor: Goodbye, Driftmark. Goodbye Westeros. Hello, new life with my bf.

. . . . .

Daemon and Rhaenyra: *gets married in Valyrian tradition in Dragonstone*

Baela: I’m not the only one weirded out by this, right?

Jacaerys: Nope, I’m with you, cousin…or sister? Honestly, idk anymore.

Rhaena:

Lucerys: *still confused af*

Also, Lucerys:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

That episode had a lot of family drama. The kiddie fight was my fave scene. Cousins who just met that day worked together to beat their dragon-stealing uncle. Talk about family dynamics. Also, I’m glad they didn’t actually kill Laenor. Rhaenyra being Westeros’ 1st ally is just wonderful. The writers did the Velaryons some justice from book deaths. Petition for the writers to make Rhaena claim Seasmoke, because why not? That girl was robbed and deserves her own dragon.

I love this ep, except for the fact that it’s just so fucking dark. Seriously, wtf is Miguel Sapochnik’s problem with lighting?

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dragonseeds · 9 months

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Why did you have a negative reaction to Alicent's storyline in the first half of the season?

oh u know just the cycle of abuse and shame etc.

i actually love her writing overall, especially in the first half where the plotting is so tight but still feels perfectly and coherently driven by the emotions of the characters. however, emotionally my reaction to her character was like… i was angry at her, despite intellectually recognizing and appreciating the unfolding story? i think i framed as like: choosing not to tell rhaenyra about what was going on, though completely understandable, was a choice that she made.

and this is probably way heavier than you were expecting (and i’m sorry if it is) but i didn’t realize why that specific part of her storyline got so under my skin until july, when my grandma died and i had to go home for the funeral. i hadn’t seen or spoken to my dad’s side of my family in like ten years and suddenly had to be around them, alone, for days bc southern funerals are a production. it was awkward and awful in a lot of ways and in an attempt to like idk heal and/or defend myself and/or try to salvage some kind of relationship with them i felt like i had to finally tell them about what my dad did and said to me, at least some of it. i wanted them understand and for me to be able to actually say it. and the first thing my aunt said was, “why didn’t you tell us? why didn’t you say anything?” which was devastating to me.

like it’s easy write up a little dissection of a character on a fantasy tv show with cgi dragons + the first doctor you imprinted on wearing a series of insane wigs where you say that (she could have told rhaenyra, she could have told) like it’s a compelling character flaw but to actually sit there in reality in your body and have an adult who knew exactly what kind of man your father was and left you with him anyway when you were a child say that to you is [????????????]. obviously of course that thought has been with me and part of me for my entire life—why didn’t i/i couldn’t/i could’ve—and it turns out projection is real i guess

what’s actually funny 2 me was that i stayed with my mom during the trip (my parents were divorced and she was like. i do not want to go over there but i will if you need me to and i was like. no i got it i am an adult 🫡) and i made her start watching h/otd with me to distract myself and we made it through the first two eps before i was like excuse me i need to go peel off my own skin right now immediately

#anon aksjdjsk i’m literally so sorry <3 you summoned a demon actually #but it was cathartic to write and i probably wouldn’t have otherwise so

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btw I was Procrastinating™ and then from my no thoughts head empty state of mind came the question: wtf happened to lafayette's aunt, the Madame de Chavaniac (idk if that's her title, but that's how I remember her, hope you know who I'm talking about here)???

Like, most places I've seen talking about her, she's just like, a side character for either Gilbert or Adrienne, but like, what was she doing the whole time over there? Do we have letters between her and her nephew from his time fighting in the amrev? do we know how she was when the frev was happening? what she thought of Gil's participation and later on imprisionment? when did she died? were the lafayette's present at her death bead or funeral? so many questions about our queen that had to deal with a child lafayette

Dear @msrandonstuff,

This one took me a while to come to, I am sorry for that.

Yes, I am quite aware whom you are referring to. After the death of La Fayette’s father and his mothers return to Paris, our young Marquis was raised by his grandmother and two aunts. His grandmother, Marie, was known as “Madame du Motier” for obvious reasons. His older aunt, Marguerite-Madeleine, was known as “Mademoiselle du Motier”. She had never married because, as the official story goes, she could not bear to leave her family. La Fayette’s younger aunt, Louise-Charlotte, was known as Madame de Chavaniac. She had married the Baron Guérin de Chavaniac and had a daughter with him, Marie de Guérin. After she was widowed, she moved back in with her mother, spinster sister – and her young nephew. La Fayette and Marie were close in age (Marie was a born in 1756) and the two of them were very, very close growing up.

The name Chavaniac might ring a bell for some of you – it is the name of the ancestral home of the La Fayette’s in the Auvergne, where La Fayette spend his boyhood. The Chavaniac in the Baron de Chavaniac had nothing to do with said ancestral home and it is a pure coincidence, that Madame de Chavaniac got this name.

I already broached the subject of La Fayette’s cousin, Marie. She married the Marquis d’Abos and died 1778 in childbirth. La Fayette was in America at the time and the news of her death greatly affected him. He described his relationship with Marie as follows:

Never did a brother and sister love each other more tenderly than we.

The women of Chateau Chavaniac doted on La Fayette and the warm feelings were very much mutual. Although there are no (surviving) letters between La Fayette and his family from the time of the American Revolution, we have several letter from La Fayette to Adrienne. He instructs his wife to tell his aunts that she had had news from him and that he was alright and he also asked if she had heard anything from the two women.

Adrienne was very affectionate with La Fayette’s aunts as well. In a letter to Madame de Chavaniac for example, she addressed the women as “my dear aunt”. Furthermore, she tried her best to render any service and comfort to La Fayette’s aunts that she could.

La Fayette visited the Auvergne more or less regular after the end of the American Revolution and he more often than not brought his entire family with him. On other occasions, Adrienne and the children visited Chavaniac and La Fayette’s aunts alone while La Fayette himself was caught up in business. There is one very memorable letter from La Fayette to Adrienne from March 27, 1783

It was shortly before nightfall that I found myself again in the château where I had left two very dear people who are there no longer. The first moment was terrible for my aunt, her cries and her grief were enough to frighten one. But she gradually recovered, and despite the abundance of her tears, an immense change has taken place since my arrival. I found her horribly changed and aged; but now she has more strength, spends the day out of her room, comes to the table and eats something. Since my arrival, the house has been full of people, and she is busy doing the honors. For myself, I have given up all formalities and think only of my aunt. She talks to me about my affairs and about her own, and I tell her about you, our children, and America. We broached the affair of the Chevalier de Chavaniac; she wants to pursue it, and if she does she really must try to win. But I would prefer that she give up all her property, which would enable us to arrange things as we please. She still wants to go to Langeac, at least for the moment. But I hope that this summer we shall persuade her to come to Paris. I rejoice in the change my presence has brought about in her, and in truth it is miraculous. (…) There is not a corner in this house, not a tree around it, where I do not feel as if I am about to see my aunt and Mme d'Abos again, and I must pay painful attention in order to comprehend that of the three of us I am the only one still living. (…) I plan to leave again on Thursday because it is indispensable to my aunt that I stay until then. She doesn't know the extent of the sacrifice I am making for her. But I know your heart, and I know you would insist on my staying here. It will be ten or eleven days. (…) My aunt loves you tenderly, is very touched by your concern, and is writing you, I think, today. I have carried out your commissions, which are much appreciated. I gave her poor Anastasie's portrait. Have one made of George and Virginie and also have a copy made of the little picture you have of me. If all that is ready, I can send it to her when I arrive.

Idzerda Stanley J. et al., editors, Lafayette in the Age of the American Revolution: Selected Letters and Papers, 1776–1790, Volume 5, January 4, 1782‑December 29, 1785, Cornell University Press, 1981, p. 117-118.

Beside the inner workings of the family, there is a lot to unpack in this letter. Marguerite-Madeleine du Motier, La Fayette’s older aunt had just died. While we have no exact date of death, I would suspect that she passed away sometime in early 1783. La Fayette wrote from Madrid to the Comte d’Estaing on February 18, 1783:

(…) I shall quickly leave for France, to which I am recalled by terrible anxiety about the fate of one of my aunts.

We also have no date of death for La Fayette’s paternal grandmother, Madame du Motier, but based on the context that some letters provide, I would assume that she has died before La Fayette went to America, probably even before he married Adrienne. Anyway, Louise-Charlotte, after the death of her mother, all of her siblings and her daughter was now the last La Fayette permanently living at Chavaniac.

The affair of the Chevalier de Chavaniac that La Fayette’s mentions was an inheritance case between Louise-Charlotte and her brother-in-law, her late husband’s brother, that was battled out at the time. The judges had already once ruled in favor of the Chevalier, but La Fayette’s aunt was determined that she was in the right and not the Chevalier.

While La Fayette’s aunt appears to have loved all of her nephews children, she appears to be especially taken with Georges. He finds a special mentioning in a letter from La Fayette to Adrienne from June 24, 1784:

Your Chavaniac trip, if it is possible, pleases me very much. I am very keen on George's going, not only because of my aunt, but especially for his health, so that he will breathe the country air and run without hindrance, and especially without fear that he will do himself harm; and finally, I would like him to be raised without any fastidiousness, and I would rather know he is with the wolves of [illegible] than with the nice children at the Tuileries.

While in America in 1784, La Fayette wrote a long letter to Adrienne on October 10, 1784, broaching, among other things, the topic of his aunt:

I rejoice at all the good you will have done my aunt, and my heart loves to be obliged to you for it. Your conjugal virtues will have impressed M. de Lastic even more, and his poor wife will have glimpsed some disadvantageous reflections. I am impatient to know how our children took to the country and their father's natal air. It will be a great source of satisfaction for me if my aunt has followed you to Paris. If she hasn't consented to do so, try again in your letters to convince her.

La Fayette was not exactly happy that his elderly aunt was living alone at Chavaniac but he would never be able to convince her to move indefinitely to Paris with him. She settled in the capital for a short time and La Fayette’s reaction was nothing short of ecstatic. He wrote to Adrienne on January 25, 1785:

Here I am, very near you, my dear heart, very impatient to arrive, and very happy to feel behind me the distance that has separated us. What crowns all my joy is to learn that my aunt is settled in Paris.

It was Adrienne who had brought Louise-Charlotte home with her after her latest visit.

But by June 12, 1785, La Fayette had written to Henry Knox and told him that he had just returned to Chavaniac in the company of his “aged aunt”.

Louise-Charlotte was at Chavaniac when the French Revolution began and after La Fayette’s imprisonment she was joined there by Adrienne and the children. The people in the area had always held the La Fayette’s in high esteem and the Grande Peur was not felt in Chavaniac. On the contrary, when officials came to arrest Adrienne, the townspeople were far angrier with these officials than they had ever been with their local nobility. The events from now on are best described by Virginie in her book. Louise-Charlotte was at the center of one of the last happy moments the family as a whole would share. Virginie wrote:

My father gave up the command of the National Guard, and set out for Auvergne, with my mother in the beginning of October. The journey was long for they were often obliged to stop in order to acknowledge the marks of sympathy they received on the way. We followed in another carriage, and my brother joined us shortly afterwards. We were thus all assembled together at Chavaniac, with our aunt, Mme de Chavaniac, who was then seventy-two. My grandmother, Mme d’Ayen, and my aunt, Mme de Noailles, came also to share our happiness; but my mother, wearied by all she had suffered, was not yet able fully to enjoy it.

Mme de Lasteyrie, Life of Madame de Lafayette, L. Techener, London, 1872, p. 201-202.

Louise-Charlotte and Adrienne’s mother, the duchess d’Ayen had previously met on similar get-togethers and got along splendidly. The more dire things got, the more the spirits of everybody at Chavaniac suffered. Louise-Charlotte was especially concerned that Adrienne had arranged for Georges to be send away – so much so that Adrienne tried to conceal Georges’ departure from her. Here is what Virginie wrote next:

My aunt, then seventy-three, years of age, who had never, under any consideration, been induced to leave Chavaniac, declared she would not separate herself from her niece and said, with generous abnegation, that she would accompany her even to Paris. They departed followed by their servants, who hoped to make themselves useful by mixing with the soldiers.

Mme de Lasteyrie, Life of Madame de Lafayette, L. Techener, London, 1872, p. 213-214.

As a short clarification, everybody called Louise-Charlotte their aunt, La Fayette, Adrienne and their children as well, even when the woman was not technically their aunt.

The soldiers had no arrest warrant for the old Lady, but Louise-Charlotte was adamant that they had to take her as well and so they did. This was during the first Adrienne was arrested. Not only was Louise-Charlotte a great support for Adrienne, she also proved to be a great help when business transactions had to be done later.

The sale of my father's property had been for a long time talked of It began by the mill of Langeac my aunt came forward to purchase it with her claim My mother accompanied her to Brioude where the auction was to take place She went to the district Citoyens she said I feel myself obliged to protest before the sale begins against the enormous injustice of applying the laws on emigration to one who is at this moment the prisoner of the enemies of France I ask you to take note of my protestation She was listened to with respect several members even proposed to insert her protestation in the official report No Citoyens she answered you might suffer for it and that would truly grieve me you must not involve yourselves into difficulties out of politeness when you will not do so to avoid committing an act of injustice As for me thank God I have never been accomplice to any I will not be so in this case by my silence and I ask you to register my protestation in a separate note It was decided that her request should be granted

Mme de Lasteyrie, Life of Madame de Lafayette, L. Techener, London, 1872, p. 264-265.

It was also Louise-Charlotte who bought back Chavaniac. Virginie wrote:

She [Adrienne] settled the affairs of my aunt who had just bought back Chavaniac from its purchasers.

Mme de Lasteyrie, Life of Madame de Lafayette, L. Techener, London, 1872, p. 327.

La Fayette himself wrote in a letter to Thomas Jefferson on September 10, 1808:

Our Children being so provided with nine thousand francs, and some Charitable Legacies of my Parents being acquitted nothing remains of my own fortune—The Mansion of Chavaniac has been purchased by my Aunt for a trifling Sum—I hope She will enjoy it long—One half of the Small Revenue around it is by Marriage Contract insured to my Son—The other part will be a little and I hope late inheritance.

“To Thomas Jefferson from Marie-Joseph-Paul-Yves-Roch-Gilbert du Motier, marquis de Lafayette, 10 September 1807,” Founders Online, National Archives, [This is an Early Access document from The Papers of Thomas Jefferson. It is not an authoritative final version.] (09/12/2022)

We know from different letters over the year, that La Fayette visited his aunt roughly once a year for several weeks and he often took his children with them. As they got older and had families of their own, he was mostly accompanied by Georges – who introduced Louise-Charlotte personally to his new young bride.

Louise-Charlotte died in 1811. There is one letter in La Fayette’s memoirs that is addressed to his aunt Louise-Charlotte. It is a bit longer so I am placing it under the cut for everybody who wants or do not want to read it. I hope the answer was worth th1e wait and I hope that you have/had a lovely day!

The Marquis de La Fayette to his aunt, Louise-Charlotte, Madame de Chavaniac, August 25, 1792:

I am in good health my dear aunt; and this is the most agreeable piece of intelligence I can give you. You have learnt by what a chain of fatalities and proscription the most constant friend of liberty has been forced to abandon his country, which he considered it such a happiness to serve. I have seen, for the last six months, the fearful progress of disorganization. Fidelity to our constitution appeared to me the best means of safety. With the assembly, the king, and all good citizens, I have endeavoured to do everything I could, without departing from a constitutional line of conduct, to unite and strengthen us. My efforts have been fruitless. My name is become the signal for proscription; faction on one side, and the court on the other, have ruined the public cause.

It became at length necessary to perish myself without doing good to others, or bend beneath the jacobin yoke, or withdraw myself from the infernal machinations that have been accumulated against me. If juries had still subsisted, and I could have hoped for a legal trial, I would have offered my head to the laws of my country, with the conviction that not one action of my life could have compromised me in the estimation of true patriots; but since the arbitrary will of the first group you meet with decides the question of life or death, a friend of liberty could not disgrace himself by appearing before such a tribunal. I was therefore forced to adopt the painful measure of quitting the frontier.

You must be aware that I might have brought away with me a portion of the army; I most scrupulously sent back even the lowest of my orderlies. I had previously taken every precaution to secure the safety of the troops confided to me; and I directed my steps to the neutral territory of Liege. I there encountered an Austrian post; we declared we were Frenchmen, attached to the constitution, diametrically opposed to the emigrant aristocrats, no longer belonging to the service, and claiming the right of nations for crossing the territory. We were arrested, and against every shadow of justice conducted to Namur, to await, they say, in that small town, the decision of the emperor at Vienna. I told them I preferred having cause to complain of the injustice of arbitrary governments rather than of the injustice of the people; and that the imperial persecution appeared to me far more natural than the Parisian proscription I was labouring under. I must add, however that we are treated with great politeness, and that they have carried attention so far as to forbid any emigrant with a white cockade from coming near us.

I am sending M Bureaux de Pusy to Brussels, to represent to the government of the Low Countries the violation of the right of nations of which they have been guilty towards us, and I hope we shall obtain immediate justice from these representations. I shall then repair to some farm in England, of which the address will be learnt by applying to the minister of the United States in London. I shall lead there the most retired life, and earnestly hope that my country may find a defender who will serve her with as much zeal, disinterestedness, and love of liberty as I have done.

My misfortunes, however, have not changed my principles, feelings, nor language. I am in all respects, at present, the same as I have been my whole life. My heart, I own, is deeply grieved; but my conscience is pure and calm. I doubt whether the chiefs of the different factions who have defamed me can say the same themselves. Madame de Lafayette and my children are no longer, probably, at Chavaniac; I much wish, my dear aunt, that you may have consented to follow them. In any case, shew or send them this letter.

I beg you will remember me affectionately to the sisters, and to all who dwell at Chavaniac. Tell the inhabitants of the commune of Aurac that it would be wrong in them to dislike the constitution because a fellow citizen they love is persecuted. This is as great an act of injustice as was the restraint of their consciences; both acts are abuses; but under the former régime abuses were far more frequent; and the revolution, in spite of all present evils, will eventually secure the happiness of the people. They will therefore always, I hope, remain good patriots. Adieu, my dear aunt; you have, at least, the consolation of thinking that I am no longer exposed to the perils of war. I own that I do not share your satisfaction on this subject, and that the idea of my country’s being invaded, and not defended, by me deeply wounds my heart but, ‑‑ they would have it so. May this proscription not turn to the disadvantage of my country and the cause of liberty! Once more adieu, my dear aunt. I love you most affectionately.

Marquis de La Fayette, Memoirs, Correspondences and Manuscripts of General Lafayette, Vol. 3, Craighead and Allen, New York, 1837, p. 453-455.

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Hello yes Amadeo has intrigued me please do feel free to share some lore

OKAY OKAY BESTIE WITH PLEASURE-

well. let’s see. he’s the son (im gonna say he and son in this post to avoid confusion bc hes amab and also he literally couldn’t care less about gender stuff).

He was born in 1996 and is the son of the youngest of the four pascuzzi siblings, Gabriella. She ran away from home when she was 13 bc the way her parents made their money disgusted her (they are a bit like the mafia but with art and jewellery) and also bc the little sicilian village where they lived bored her to death. she wanted to go see The World i suppose but bc she was so young and also kinda dumb she landed in Palermo and didn’t get away from there for quite some time. She joined a gang of small time criminals like pickpockets and such bc she had no other choice (they picked her off the street). And bc she was so young and stupid she managed to get pregnant at 14 (it was consensual like the dad only was 15 himself and they just didn’t think of the consequences) and thus Amadeo was born.

About a year later, the police found out about their gang and they had to flee. Amadeo’s dad managed to get back to his home country, Brazil, and Gabriella somehow fled to Monaco where she began working in a casino as a croupière (does this exist? idk). They stayed there several years until she was 19 which was when she married an old man who was sort of lonely and only wanted to give her security with the marriage. He was a really great guy and they were all happy for two years. Afterwards, the old man died and bc his family was the bitchiest family ever, they managed to take all the money he had left Gabriella away from her. So there she was again with nothing oops

They travelled around Europe for one or two years afterwards and this time was not the best, I will say that much. Many not-so-nice things happened during that period but Gabriella was too proud to ask her family for help after she had spent so much time hiding from them. But after a while, they came to Portugal where Gabriella got together with some normal (or pretty normal) nightclub owner who was nice enough and they lived there for three more years until Amadeo was 13 and Gabriella was 27. And yeah. Then she died of alcohol poisoning one night. BUT

Amadeo’s family (the italian part, he has no clue the brazilian part even exists) all showed up to the funeral and it was very frightening and sad and new for him bc his mum had always told him that they were bad people and he couldn’t trust them. Which is true in some way but they’re actually really nice if you look over all the illegal stuff they have going on. And well, he became the oldest brother Felice’s ward and came back to Italy to live with his grandma in that same sicilian village his mother had run way from. It’s actually quite nice there.

When he was 18, he also moved to Palermo, into the old flat his mother and father had occupied back in the day (it’s a super crazy 70s style apartment with curtains made out of glass pearls and a pink velvet sofa and a cardboard Sean Connery and stuff like that). And bc he didn’t have to worry about money (Felice just founded his account every months with LOTS of money bc he is sorry what happened to his mother but also doesn’t know how to show it properly) he just did what he wanted aka partying and drinking a lot and doing drugs and not caring about anything. Not to mention he also has a lot of trauma. Which obviously sucks. His only help during that time was Janice, his cousin (Felice’s daughter. Remember Janice, she’s that other storyless oc of mine i introduced once) bc she is strong and amazing and would always help him in one way or another. But of course this was no situation to be in for very long and it all changed for the better when he met his boyfriend-to-be Celio in a bar.

Which is when he asked Celio for his number but never texted him until Celio was attacked by some assholes one night and Amadeo happened to be there and saved him. Then took him back to his flat, let him sleep in his bed and they became really close. And well. Now they’re in a very healthy, happy relationship. But that is another story maybe for when I draw Celio one day.

okay this was A LOT. I hope it’s not too much but you asked for it sooooo :3

#ardea answers #euphoniouspandemonium

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REACTION TO DEATH OF S/O'ʂ MOTHER - DILUC RANGVINDR

HEEEEELLLO!!!

I’ve decided to write something with Diluc... BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING, I know it sucks. It’s 12:00PM when Im writing this.

Hope you enjoy it!

category: fluff(? idk)

characters: Diluc Ragnvindr, s/o

danger: mentions of death, crying

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I opened my front door, and as soon as I took my clothes off, I collapsed onto the floor. I started to cry... I couldn't take it anymore. The news I got few hours ago completely changed my life... My mom...she's dead. She had a heart attack this morning, and the doctors couldn't do anything to save her. An hour after my mother died, doctor called me and told me the bad news. I couldn't belive it at first, I thought this was some kind of a sick joke, but then I realized he wasn't joking. I left my work and went straight to my home, which I shared with my boyfriend, Diluc Ragnvindr. He had few days off from his work, so when I collapsed on the floor, he immiedately ran to me and helped me to get up. When he saw my face, covered in tears, he hugged me tightly and said. "Shh...It's alright...Don't cry.". Diluc was very gentle with me and he started to slowly stroke my hair with his fingers. I knew that showing affection was very hard to Diluc beacuse of his quiet personality, but when something was wrong, he wouldn't think twice and would ran to dry your eyes. When I got little better, he looked in my eyes and asked me: "Why were you crying, my dear? Did somebody do something to you?" I looked down and with my eyes being wet again, I said quietly. "My mom... She died few hours ago..." I felt Diluc's body has tense for few seconds, and after a moment of complete silence, he finally said: "I'm really sorry to hear this... She was a great person." Even though Diluc only talked to her few times, she really liked him. I remember that my mom was the one to make tacky jokes about us, but she didn't mean anything bad, of course. She said to me many times, how much she liked Diluc. He seemed like a perfect husband material to her. But right now...she will never talk to him again. Diluc and I headed to the bed, and when I laid down, he immiedately left to the kitchen. I was curious what was he doing, but that thought wasn't important right now. I started to think about my good memories with my mom... My childhood, my birthdays, spending time together during Christmas... These things were never happening again. After few minutes, Diluc came back to me. He was holding a silver tray... With some tea in it, some snacks... Also, he covered me with a blanket. I took sip of the tea he made, but I wasn't hungry at all. I didn't want to eat anything, I wanted to wake up from this nightmare. Diluc sat close to me and he hugged me again, making me fell warm and...fuzzy. Diluc's body was very warm, and there was no way that you would be cold with him. After I drank the tea that Diluc made for me, I gave the cup to him and he put it on the tray. "Dear... I know It's hard for you, but your mother loves you, and she wouldn't want to see you like this..." - He said. Few seconds later, he kissed me on the forehead and I immiedately felt better. "I know, Diluc... But It's just so hard for me, she was my only family member I knew..." "And I? I am not part of your family?" "...You are." Diluc smiled and kissed me again... This time, he kissed my lips. "Don't worry... I will be with you the whole time, I'll help you get through this, I swear. " I smiled weakly and said. "Thank you... I love you." "I love you too, dear..." We ended up cuddling for next few hours, and talking about random stuff. Both of us fell asleep soon, in eachothers arms. The next day was easier for me, but still... I was becoming very depressed beacuse of it. Diluc was always ready to do anything I asked for, he was taking care of household chores, groceries, cooking... We also decided that we will go to see a specialist, that will help me even better. During the funeral, Diluc was right by my side, never leaving me alone. He was so caring to me... He even got few weeks off to help me, saying things like: "Don't mention it", "It's not that big deal, you're much more important to me that my job.". After few weeks, when you got better, you wanted to thank Diluc for everything he has done for you this entire time, but the only thing he said was" "I did it beacuse I love you... It hurts me to see you sad, so I wanted to help you..." You kissed him deeply and hugged him happily. Yeah... THIS was the man you want to spend your whole life with.

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Sooo... Yeah. see ya

#diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x you #diluc ragnivindr x reader #genshin impact #genshin #gi #story #fluff #death #shitty #genshin impact story #love #ship #fanfic #fanfiction

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bhloodcbxrnh · 6 months

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𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝕳𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖔𝖗𝖊

Most of it will be under read more but here is the lore to be updated as I go. as well as head canons

🪦 Based upon the Lore of the game Mortuary Assistant, demon hunters will bound demons to bodies in order to cremate them. It does not affect the recently deceased’s soul as they have moved on.

🪦 Demon Hunters are called Morticains in my world in order to hide what they do. Not all funeral homes are demon hunters, some of them are.

🪦Ghosts also exist but they are not as powerful and are left to Ghost Hunters

🪦Demon Hunters are the children of demons and humans, you need demon blood to hunt them.

🪦You can train to become a Seer, someone who is called by Holy Power whatever that may be - God or not - to fight demons and must basically become a nun, priest, pastor, parishioner, etc.

🪦 Not everyone with those job titles are demon hunters - if you are you are and you know who they are.

🪦 Most demon hunters are trained by who the demon parent it. Esmeray’s father had sired six other human children who all hunt demons.

🪦Her father is Stolas - not the helluva boss character but Stolas is a Prince of hell, only higher demons can have human children.

🪦Most demons tend to just want to exist among humans and they are allowed to do so

🪦The only issue is when they fuck up the balance, trying to create a new species? Overthrow the Gods? Sorry

🪦 Depending upon culture, folklore, religion the demons are different and no just because Esmeray is of a Catholic faith based training doesn’t mean she’s not allowed to fight Yokai.

🪦 Most mythical creatures, not all came from demons merging with animals...

🪦 Weapons are made of bones from Seers, and can be merged to be a part of the person wielding them. Like she can pull a sword from her stomach if need be but it’s powerful magic and really painful.

🪦 Runes are tattooed and burned in various placements of the body to create a barrier, used with spells (touching them in a pattern and saying a prayer ((spell)) in order use them against demons.

🪦I will be making a basic list but no - not the shadow hunter type.

🪦 Esmeray is a portal - that being her father had six children to use as portals to enter the human realm.

🪦 Esmeray has died before from fighting demons and is stuck in hell wandering around to find the portal before she is drowned. She is lost in a swamp and has to find a door to her body.

🪦Her father possesses her to keep her body alive, while he won’t admit it he adores his children and loves them equally

🪦Esmeray is a prodigy with swords and hunting, Stolas spent a lot of time teaching her a lot of things about the human world

🪦Esmeray is an orphan, she was one of the 15 kids orphaned during a town tragedy (idk what it is yet) so she was placed in foster care then adopted after finding out - oh yeah she can talk to the dead and demons

🪦stolas when possessing Esmeray is the most terrifying thing people have seen. She doesn’t walk normal and smells like death. Think the Conjuring in terms of possession but not chair lifting off the ground.

🪦Most demons as I said just want to exist and can be friendly and help out, some even have married humans but can’t have kids.

🪦 to be added as I go

rules:

🌹 Obviously your muse has rules and so does mine

🌹unless they are from another world, not human do not make them a demon hunter within my lore they can be a hunter with another lore but don’t godmod and take over my world

🌹ive had that happen before but when I made a detailed vampire world a rp partner took over who could and couldn’t kill a vampire ignoring my muse’s backstory.

🌹 runes and bone weapons are holy and can’t be put or used with regular people, you can but they dont do anything really. Except maybe the protection but why draw a demon your way?

🌹 Other supernatural being exist, let’s go with that but they don’t and RARELY make themselves known.

#:: jesus died for our sins :: whats one more?#::esmeray answer the phone please | muse meme #:esmeray : the demon hunter #:: Lore Demon Hunter 🪦🌹

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