joining the war on kids reading any book they want on the side of kids reading any book they want. simply you will be fine. it's even good to be confronted with things you don't understand and even find upsetting, uncomfortable and difficult. it's a surprise tool that will help you later.
literally ok so not a funny story but kind of funny? when I was nine I encountered rape in a book and I was like hey mom what’s this mean and she explained it and I was like oh. gross. and then like two weeks later a girl on the bus abruptly disclosed her csa and we were all like ????? what ???? but I was like wait hang on there’s a word for that ☝️🤓 and explained what it meant and that it was illegal and that you could talk to a teacher or my mom if it had happened to you and everyone was like ohhhhh I see I see and very somberly comforted the girl (she was safe she was removed from her home and living with my neighbor at the time so it wasn’t Urgent)
a little edit for @sophieturnersdoppelganger !! they have an amazing fic they’re writing, Scales and Swords!! i’m in the process of binging it, and omg, what an amazing writer. i recommend u all check them out :)!!
also this is my first time trying this editing style so i’m sorry it’s not much, i felt lost for most of it tbh:,)) but i still hope u all like it💗💗
Summary: Cregan comes back from a meeting to the sight of his wife in nothing but his shirt.
cw: literally just pure fluff.
wc: 770
@dividers-are-us for the dividers!
You look so small and peaceful lying there, half awake — eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks. You must have kicked off the furs at some point, for they now lie in a heap on the floor beside the bed.
You're wearing nothing but his linen tunic. The thin fabric practically swallows you whole. The hem reaches just below your knees, and the sleeves drop well past your hands. The tunic wraps around you so loosely that it slips down your shoulders, revealing the soft skin there.
For a moment, all Cregan can do is stand there by the door and stare. After a meeting so daunting that dwelled on far too long, returning to your shared chambers and being graced with such a sight, he feels as though he can finally relax. He doesn't need to worry about anything outside this room. Not yet. Not when he's here with you.
You've yet to turn to face him. Cregan half suspects you're ignoring him. Or maybe you were in fact completely asleep and hadn't heard him come in.
Wary of waking you up if so, he's quiet as he strips himself of his boots, armour and outer layers, placing them down on the nearest surface, leaving him in just his undergarments.
He pads across the room, feet silent against the cold stone, and makes his way towards the hearth. He kneels down to add another log onto the fire. He doesn't want you waking up in the night, feeling cold because the fire died out.
As he wanders over to the bed, he leans down to grab the furs you had kicked off, tucking you beneath them once more. His fingers brush the exposed skin of your shoulders as he draws the furs higher up your body. He lets them linger a moment longer than necessary,
He's careful as he climbs into the bed beside you, trying so hard not to wake you up. Each little sound he doesn't mean to make has him wincing and pausing to see if you might stir. Each time you don't, he lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Despite himself, he lets his arms snake around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. He knows you'd no doubt wake with the movement, but he can't resist. All he wants is to feel his whole world in his arms once more.
He feels more than a little bad when he feels you shift against him, your eyes flicking open as a sleepy little sound falls from your lips.
"Sorry, my heart." He murmurs quickly, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"S'alright, husband." You murmur tiredly. Cregan finds himself silently beaming at the title, despite it being one you often use. Always said so softly. Always enough to make him smile and hold you closer.
A moment passes, he lets you turn in his arms to face him, large hands spreading out along you back to hold you close.
"You're wearing my tunic." He hums, "I suppose it is yours now, is it not?" He presses his lips against your cheek with a grin.
"What's yours s'mine, husband."
Cregan pulls back to see your own smile, your eyelids heavy, clearly teetering on the edge of sleep once more.
"That so?" He chuckles, watching as your head bops slowly with a nod.
"S'comfy too." You sigh sleepily, snuggling closer.
He feels your hand lift to cup his cheek, your palm like ice against his warm skin. He carefully pulls it away, cupping your hand in his own in an attempt to warm it up.
"Gods, girl, your hands are cold as anything." He grumbles, grabbing your other hand, soothing his thumbs over the cold skin to warm them up.
He half expects you to quip something back. Tease about him keeping you warm. But you remain quiet. When he glances back at your face, it's soft with peace as you've fallen back to sleep.
A small sound of amusement passes his lips at the sight. He drags the furs back over your shoulders from where they'd shifted with your movements. As he does so, he presses a final kiss to the bridge of your nose before settling beside you.
Cregan stays awake for a couple hours longer, happy to lie there with you in his arms, the day's frustrations melting from his body. He gets up once to add another log to the fire, but immediately climbs back into bed, drawing you back into his arms.
He eventually falls asleep like that, listening to your quiet breaths and letting them lull him to sleep.
i’ve been reading up on the blood magic in asoiaf, and my ass was thinking like when travis (from yellowjackets) cuts his hand and puts the blood in the fire.. not like, something way darker than that LMAOO.
well there goes my idea of a targaryen oc, post the dance, trying to use blood magic to summon a dragon. i don’t know, sounded cooler in my head 💔💔
i love old valryia so much. i’m gonna start tweaking. i love reading abt ppls headcanons and looking at the artwork sosososo much. def gonna start working on some ocs later !!!
