fandoms; -house of the dragon, -the last of us(hbo/game), -wednesday(netflix), -lord of the rings(books/movies), -the last kingdom(netflix), -cosmere(brandon sanderson), -narnia(books/movies), -spiderverse(itsv/atsv), - mortal kombat(game), -call of duty modern warfare(game), -percy jackson and the olympians (books and tv series)
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Sevika X Reader
smoke signals part ii part iii part iv
(warnings: selkie!reader, lighthousekeeper!sev, reader has selective mutism)
Beloved Aphrodite, goddess who grants to us the greatest of joys, the harshest of sorrows, the sharpest of pleasures, the dearest of pains.
Aphrodite, freshest of Olympos’ flowers, your lightest touch can turn the hearts of men towards love; with voice sweet as honey, sweet as wine, you speak words of persuasion, we hear and heed, rapt in wonder.
O Aphrodite, grace and beauty surround you, where you pass, the roses bloom, with sweetest scent and sharpest thorn: with reckless hands we grasp them.
Aphrodite, born of blood in the cold salt sea, born of the fallen sky, goddess whose kindness can be so brutal, who cruelty we cherish, blessed are your children, blessed those your favor, blessed those who have felt your might, blessed those who dwell in your domain.
Aphrodite, honored one, incomparable one, with each breath I praise you.
when i first became a hellenic pagan i was quite confused why people shit on the tiktok community and why people call it toxic, but now seeing paganism, deities and witchcraft being turned into a spectacle, watered down to an aesthetic and the drama....
also more experienced pagans and polytheists can correct me on this but i saw a tiktoker belittle believers who believes theyr communicating to their deities daily through tarot, divinations and offerings etc. which yes i understand, the gods are bigger than us, theyr not just our friends we can easily just tap into and speak to. but to discourage believers by saying that the gods just simply do not care about you and your problems straight up is so mean and untrue. the gods are not black and white beings you can intepret so easily on your own terms.
kharis is important, amd building a proper bond and being consistent in your faith is important, but just because someone is new to their deities and paganism does not mean that their deities do not care abt them and that they have to wait years on building kharis with them to even be acknowleged. this is a religion, a faith. this is supposed to be a safe space for believers, especially considering how little there are of us to followers of the abrahamic religion. and yet here we are discouraging eachother more and making the deities seem like evil nonchalant creatures who only care abt the divine and divine issues only. what is wrong w the pagan community on tiktok???
I truly believe being able to name the world around you is integral to animism. learn the names of plants and flowers. learn how the rocks and soil you walk over daily form. sit with the streams and rivers, learn where they flow to and from. learn the names others have given, and give them your own as well. animism is interconnectedness, and one simple step is learning the names of your neighbors
summary: after the guards of dragonstone discovers a barely breathing girl passed out on the shore of the seas, the targaryens took no time to welcome her into their home as to aid her back to health. But the longer she lurks within the walls of dragonstone, the more maddened prince jacaerys becomes with her existelllnce and the questions of her peculiarities and inconsistencies in her stories.
warnings: blood, mentions of murder and human remains, mentions of drowning, readers described as being pale (lifeless pale, not skin color wise), jace wants that cookie but can he handle all that?
dt: my girl alina for still gaf abt my jace fics🙏🙏🙏 thank u for relieving in me when i didnt believe in myself🙏❤️🩹🦭
a/n: was making fake blood for a movie shooting the other day and got inspired. figured its great timing to break my hiatus too w the new season, hope u guys like it, im kinda rusty haha <3
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Something in the castle had shifted that night you were brought in.
With your lifeless pale skin, and wet lashes fluttering about as you fought to stay conscious. At first glance you had seemed like any other girl. Ordinary and dismissible.
But the moment your eyes had shot open and found Jacaerys' own gaze. It was unmistakable, something in the air of Dragonstone had been changed for good.
He felt the hairs on his skin rising just from that brief moment. A feeling deep within his heart that he could not put into words even if he wanted to. And as the days went, it had bloomed into a sense of impending doom playing with the variables of carnal longing that hid itself behind the disguise of curiosity.
He had tried to brush off the uneasiness in the first few days of your stay, which was surprisingly hard to do even with you mostly out of sights at all times. And once he decided to accept the calling and let himself be lured into your presence, he had found his first proper impression of you to be unhelpful in putting his mind to ease.
You were respectful to his titles and of both his family's lineage and generosity, but your casualness in the way you addresses him was odd.
You would speak as if he was an old friend instead of a stranger prince you should be more aware of. And the vagueness in how you answered his questions made it worse.
At one point he was starting to question if you were simply trying to see just how much you could run circles around a topic before giving him a proper answer that isn't paired with dry humor and eerie gaps of silence between your sentences.
Prince Jacaerys wasn't fearful of you, and neither was he stupid. He had noticed the way your true emotions would slip away from your mask for a split second before sliding back into motion, a calculated sincerity and politeness.
The way you knew exactly the right things to say, questions to ask, and emotions to convey to be able to unlock anyone's vulnerability. Easily making yourself a trusted lady in waiting for his mother. A notion she had never cared much for before.
What he couldn't understand was why exactly you were playing this game of calculated measures for. The leverages you've earned and the mysterious nature that quickly built yourself a reputation of suspicion in his eyes.
You're not a spy, of that he's sure of. Your lack of care for the politics confirmed it. And yet there wasn't much else to cross off on his list when it came to your motives besides a girl starving to climb the social ladder in all means necessary. You must want something.
The perfect backstory of a poor farmer's daughter who was kidnapped and forced into the life of slavery and prostitution who had stupidly tried to escape with a broken raft on a wild thunderous night.
And yet, even social functions do not phase you. You've attend a small number of them under the queen's invitation, but had never tried to present yourself in a way that invited attention.
If anything, you seem to view it as beneath you. And that aside, you seem to prefer your own company by day, closed off in your room with your books, saving the night for walks by the garden or the shore, soaking in the moon's glow.
Like tonight.
Jace didn't know why he was doing what he's doing. Watching you from his window, glaring into your shadowy figure gallavanting near the waters.
His breath hitches when your footsteps came into a sudden halt and felt his blood run cold as he watches your the back of your head turning to face the castle, right before it lifts up to look straight into his own.
You seemed calm and expectant as a small smile slowly etched itself on your face. And Jace, confused to what he should do, simply lurches back from his tall windows at the sight of your unflinching expression.
And after a few seconds to think, he makes way to the exit of his bedchambers with you as his main destination.
His pace was unrelenting as he moves through the darkly lit ling corridors of his home, and by the time he's made it to the very spot you were just standing at outside of the castle walls, you were nowhere to be found.
Jace frowned deeply as the cold brutish wind blows harshly against him, making a mess of his hair as it flies into a dance with the air. He looked around for any signs of you as he slowly kept walking, his heart sinking for the disappointment of your absences.
Though he soon finds his sulking ended earlier than expected as he feels your undeniable presence immediately. No sounds of footsteps or weight of being, and yet he could sense you like time itself stops when you're around him.
"Your habit of watching ladies by your window is unbecoming of a prince." You spoke firmly, a touch of humor in your tone.
Jacaerys smiled despite himself. "I wasn't watching you. I was trying to enjoy the fresh air, watch the moon. You were simply just there."
Whatever anxiety tearing him up before slowly evaporated as he turned to meet your gaze. a slow, vaporizing intoxication replaces it now.
The two of you stood face to face, your warm breathing mingles with his as you let out a rare scoff. "And what of right now?" You raise a brow. "You've come to conquer whatever freshness of air the night allows you to have, still?
Jace shrugged. "That. And maybe, I wanted to see you."
You raised a brow, unimpressed. "Worried I might get eaten by the wind? Nothing but a cold vessel for you to walk onto?"
His smile drops at your words, not taking them lightly at all. "Do not jest about that. These vanishings, murders...tis' not something to laugh about."
You remain unnafected by his scolding. Turning away from the insistent calling of his eyes to the full moon hanging above your heads.
"No, it's not. I simply wonder if you're worried about the wrong person is all."
Your words managed to evoke a boyish pout from the wild haired heir.
"I am a prince, skilled swordsman, and dragonrider. I assure you that no harm might reach me."
You hummed in thought at that, eyes closed with your face still facing upwards. "Blood staining the corners of your palace, dried corpses underneath staircases. Those were all things you were also once sure would never happen up until now, no?"
He says nothing, entranced by how lost you get in the night breeze.
"Danger may be closer than you think, my prince. Practice caution."
He could feel the sincerity in your voice. Your advices are often given without further elaboration. Like puzzle pieces you enjoy watching him put together.
"What?" He blurts out.
The corners of your eyes crinkle as you watch him with a glimmer of wonder and amusement
"Go to sleep, Jacaerys."
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He dreamt of you that night. A peculiar dream it was, one that felt like a distant memory forcing itself to be recalled.
He saw you as glimpses as he slumbered. A rare and eerie smile carved on your lips that he's sure he's witnessed before for a thousand lifetimes. Familiarity all through the jarring and jagged pieces of your face in his dream.
He felt that the dream version of you has little difference to the real one he's grown accustomed to. You are just as ominous and unsettling in real life as you are in his subconscious. There is aura of death and black smoke surrounding you, and it's as if he's the only one who can see it.
"Jacaerys-" Rhaenyra's voice pierces through his chambers s she storms in while he sleeps.
Jace jolts awake, his hand immediately stretching forward to grab the sword by his bedside in an impulse.
"Get up." Rhaenyra whisper-shouts. "Another murder has occured." His mother's face was pale, her hands trembling in distress as she attempts to hold herself together.
The corpse has been bled dry this time. A kitchen servant. And how exactly the murderer had managed to suck this womans blood off dry without causing a bloody mess was astounding.
"Do you hear me? Take Vermax and search the surroundings of our castle for the murderer. and I will handle this situation before the whole castle hears of it, go."
His mind was still not fully there as he takes in his mother's words, but his response came quick. "Thats
That's not necessary."
Jacaerys finds himself floating away while watching as two maids gather around the corpse, quick to cleanup in however way they could.
This had happened too near to his chambers. And the fact that this had managed to happen without even a squeak of noise beimg heard or any suspicions seen by anybody felt unreal.
His mother wants this recent disaster to be kept as secret as possible, convinced that the killer must be amongst them. And there was naught that Jace can say or do to relieve her of her worries for he too believes it to be true.
What is hard for him to grasp is the motive. He had turned and twisted it all over his head but it just felt impossible to decipher. Everytime a body is found, it almost always seems like an animalistic attack, nothing of the natural sort. And yet something of that kind should leave more evidence to be proven.
No signs of wild animals or sounds of the victims screaming are ever noticed. The pattern of these murders also happen ereatically between weeks and sometimes moons instead of consistently. No one is ever prepared for it to repeat until it does.
The only thing he can be sure of is that these monstrous attacks had only began after you arrived at court.
Could it be that you had brought with you a bad luck of sort when you arrived? An omen that would haunt all around you?
"The killer is within us." He mumbled to himself.
Rhaenyra pauses.
"It's not an outsider, and they're not afraid. Because they are within us, within these walls. Just like she told me."
"She?" Genuine concern fills his mother. "Who told you that?"
Jace snaps out of the conversation like cold water has just been splashed on his face. "Where is she? I need- I need to make sure she's safe-"
He didnt give his mother even a second to think before he bolts off from the crime scene,
He appears in front of your chambers soon enough without any delay, like a call he was summoned to receive. And as he forgets himself in moment of tragedy, Jacaerys lacks the propriety of announcing his presence, letting himself into your sacred space.
The darkness envelopes him quickly. His eyes struggles to adapt to the changes as he searches for your figure in the absolute nothingness.
He catches your gaze after a moment. They stare straight into his. The sight of you sitting up straight on your bed as you carefully eyed him had turned his bones cold. There was something chilling about you in this light- or for better words, the lack of it.
"I- I apologize." He stutters. Only then realizing how inappropriate he'd been for appearing unannounced in your chambers in the witching hour.
You deny him a response, urging him to continue.
"There has been another incident. Another attack." He clarifies. "I admit, I might still be delirious and shaken from it all. I just wanted to see if you were alright." He felt thst he should've said more, but your silence pulls at his heart, he could not say more even if he wanted to.
Just then, A small smile formed on your lips, just as it was in his dream he had just woken up from.
"And am I? Alright?" You spoke finally, your voice smooth.
He shakes his head slowly. "I don't know."
You are unharmed, that is obvious. But your reaction, Gods. It is unearthly. All parts of it.
"You must stay with me then, until you are sure." A command so soft he had no choice but to oblige.
Jacaerys walked gently to your side before sliding himself onto the bed, his arms finding the curve of your shoulders with no hesitation.
Up close, the terror slowly ceased to haint your features. With a hand on his chest, pushing him down onto the comfort of your silk pillow, Jace relaxes under your touch, letting you find your place in the crook of his neck.
"Close your eyes, and sleep. This will all be but a headache once the sun rises." You whispered in his ear. And like compulsion from a sorceress, his body goes limp and his mind detaches from all thoughts.
Hi I'm new to hotd and I was devastated with jacaerys's death so I escaped immediately to his fic and I found yours and I just want to let you know that your writing is amazing all of it the plot the character the conversation and it touches my heart deeply and that you would make my absolute year if you come up with the next dreamy modern boyfriend jace, sending love! 💕💕
aww thank you so much😭😭😭 this means the actual world to mean. jace and the community means the world to me. and even though ive been on hiatus for a while i actually do have a jace fanfic being queued soon and a modern jace fic in the workings!!! im currently busy with uni and short film shootings but by the end of this week i will be posting new jace content💗 thank you so much for taking the time to read my works, it makes me happy that the things i put my heart in resonates with you 🥺
