1.) I am a consumer of fandom. I love fandom content. As someone who has existed in fandom spaces for over a decade, and was in a hardcore fandom (Directioner since 2011 over here), I know what I will and will not accept.
2.) I do not tolerate bullshit. Consumers of fan work do not get to act out of pocket for bullshit reasons. If you send me or someone I care about hate, you're blocked. If you make demands of me (key word demands, you can make requests respectfully), you're probably going to get blocked. If I find you to be an abhorrent person, you're going to be blocked.
3.) I am here to have a good time and make communities with ADULTS who like the same things. Minors will be blocked if I find them interacting with my account.
4.) I am 26 years old, have a full time job, a husband, a million and one things always going on with my health, and two very large animals (a dog who is 150 pounds and a cat who is like 20 pounds). I wish so desperately I could dedicate all my time to my passions, but capitalism is kicking my ass. I just ask you be patient with me as I probably will never have a regular posting schedule for my works.
5.) I do not condone the use of AI. I was involved with it what the whole c.ai and spicy shit came about, but since then I have educated myself more on the very real dangers of AI and am adamantly against. While I'm not delusional enough to believe asking nicely will prevent anyone from using my work to train AI in some capacity, I do want you to understand that if you do, I will gleefully laugh when the gods unleash their wrath upon you for furthering the destruction of the planet and if art. You will also make me sad, and I'm not fun when I'm sad. So yeah, fuck AI bullshit and miss me with that. If found to use my shit for any of those purposes, you will be blocked and I will talk shit about you.
Okay now that that's out of the way!
If these things change I will let y'all know.
✨ the spiritual twin of @foxyanon ✨
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Please enjoy your stay in my little corner of the Internet.
Ah yes, the House of the Dragon. A show where we have two unwanted instances of mother-son incest nobody asked for and no instances of kissing or romantic affection between a young, clearly in love couple, who have been betrothed since they were children and were ready to die for each other.
No because seriously I don't think I have felt so fucking awful about an episode thus far. Spoilers for House of the Dragon ahead.
I can rock with a lot when it comes to making changes to an adaptation of something. I started watching this show as I believe episode 5 of season 1 was airing. I walked into it knowing already that there were fundamental changes to the story (the Rhaenicent of it all, if you will), and still I had hope.
Then they erased Rhaenyra's relationship with Laena. Made Daemon look like a wife killer with Rhea, minimized his love for Laena, had him abuse Rhaenyra.
They added Aemond's history of being bullied by Aegon and his nephews. Helaena was a Dreamer (a change I actually enjoyed). Alicent's role in it all was both completely stripped from her and inflated to an unbelievable degree (something I would have never thought possible but somehow Hess and Condal managed).
I stood through that. I stood through the demolishing of the relationships between pretty much every dragon rider and their dragons. The complete erasure of some characters, changing of characters definining traits, making Jacaerys the pouty prince, all of it I watched and could say "I knew that it wasn't going to be the same."
But the manner in which Jace dies...making his and Rhaenyra's last moments together a fight, setting Baela up for the blame because she went with him and returned without him, EVERYTHING they have done to Rhaena that culminated in her having any responsibility for his death...I just can't fucking understand.
And that's before talking about Rhaenyra's speech when she tore up her dress, which as I've discussed with @thenameswinter99 would've been much more appropriate had they not spent 2 seasons girlbossing Rhaenyra up. Seriously, what is the narrative pay off of a character saying "I'm a woman, you'll respect me despite of that because I will be/am your Queen" and attempting to make her a feminist Icon for 2 seasons just to turn around and make her reject her womanhood as weak and feeble? And say that even though she is a woman she should be respected because she has the mind and soul of a king?
The acting, as always, was phenomenal. I adore the cast, I think they're all so extremely talented. The visuals...I've heard that some people didn't notice because they had higher definition televisions, but my good TV broke and so I'm using one that's a decade old and there were parts of it that looked straight up like they had to edit the actors in.
All of my problems with this show is whatever the fuck Ryan Condal and Sara Hess have decided is going on. The narrative is shakily strewn together at best it feels and it's entirely their fault.
At least we still have A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, with Ira Parker doing divine work.
So life sucks and I suck and things are still coming as soon as life lets me breathe a little.
In other thoughts this morning what sort of drugs are the actors of AKOTSK infused with because they have bewitched me and @foxyanon mind body and soul.
I'm still working on the musical moments (I'm supposed to have a 4 day weekend coming up, so they should get finished then if not before), but in the meantime, I thought I would share what I've been up to creatively in my absence.
I've been slowly working on my series Power is Power, which is fully updated on AO3.
Most of my work has been OC work!
Lots and lots of Alisanne x Aegon ii, my beloveds, most of which are SMAUs.
I've developed a few new OCs (Cordelia and Amalia)
I've gotten into Resident Evil (I watched my husband play because I'm too chicken shit), so now I have a Leon Kennedy x Alisanne fic I'm working on (she's my OC I can throw in every universe I want)
I have begun developing SMAUs for Alisanne x Daeron and Alisanne x Duncan (and have plans to do Aemyra x Aerion).
Anya and Jace have their own fic, too! And I love them.
So that's most of what I've been working on. Lots of OC stuff, cause it's easier for me lol
I’d ask for daddies Baelor and Maekar if you did them too
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Foxy they can be your daddies, but they are only my fathers 😅 I will listen to your thirst always though 🤭
CW: Tooth rotting fluff
7 with Valarr "Soda Pop" from K-Pop Demon Hunters.
You giggled as Valarr walked out of his closet. A pink t-shirt layered under a white button up shirt, a matching belt keeping up his blue jeans.
"You look perfect!" you told him, taking at least three pictures as he shook his head, blushing and grinning.
"I'm just hoping Aerion will listen," he told you. "Though it's for Rhae, so I'm hopeful."
You walked closer to him, kissing his cheek. Valarr, Matarys, Daeron, Aerion, and Aemon had put together a birthday surprise for Rhae: they were dressing up as the Saja Boys from K-Pop Demon Hunters and 'performing' Soda Pop. Valarr was naturally Jinu, Daeron being Mystery, Aemon being Baby Saja, Aerion being Abby, and Matarys being Romance. You had watched Valarr practice for weeks alone, meeting with his brother and cousins no less than six times to run through it all together.
He took his job in the family very seriously. He was the oldest cousin, an older brother, the eldest son of the eldest son. He was the push the rest of them needed. His dedication to a surprise for a ten year old girl just proved that.
"So one day, when it's our daughter, I expect the same level of theatrics," you told him, wrapping your arms around his middle.
The blush on his cheeks, which had faded just a bit, became deeper and more widespread. You two had been together for long enough those conversations were beginning to happen, but every time they did it shook him to his very core. Having a life with you, marriage and kids and the white picket fence, it was all he could think of sometimes.
"You have no idea the lengths I will go for our daughter," he told you before kissing you.
tbh the current default state of operating systems & internet browsers looks fucking indistinguishable from when i gave the family desktop one billion viruses downloading Free Neopoints Hack in 2005
not to be a millennial but back in my day getting blasted in the eyeballs by ads on your desktop the instant you turn on your computer used to mean something was extremely wrong
Okay, first off I am glad that you are back 💖 Second I love Finan. We all know this, but there is something absolutely special about your Sihtric. Can I go with number 4 and Sihtric please? 🥺
Omg thank you so much 🥹 I'm tentatively excited to be back lol but I'm hopeful!
CW for below the cut: angst, poor mental health
4 with Sihtric. "break my heart" by Matt Hansen.
You stared at the crumpled up letter in the back of the closet. An offer for Sihtric to pursue a dream he had for longer than you'd known him. To say you were confused would be putting it lightly. Sihtric told you everything, yet this was dated months earlier and this was the first time you'd seen it.
You had been struggling lately. Work was hard, maintaining relationships was harder. It was like a mental health domino effect until all that remained of you was a shell and a heart that belonged to him. And he remained your ever faithful lover.
"Sihtric?" you called out. His footsteps approached without hesitation and you looked up at him.
A smile fell from his face as he stared at the letter in your hands. "Where did you get that?"
"The back of the closet isn't exactly an award winning hiding place," you said, harsher than you meant. "Why did I have to find it myself is the better question?"
"Because I'm not going. Simple as that," he shrugged, walking over and taking the letter from you.
"I never wanted you to give up anything for me," you told him quickly, following him as he walked towards the kitchen. But your words made him stop, making you nearly walk into him.
"You never had to, gods why do you still not understand that?" he whispered. The letter fell to the floor as he took your hands in his. "I needed to be here with you. I needed to make sure you were okay."
Tears left unshed in his eyes caught the light, making your own heart ache. His love was so selfless, you knew he would fight gods and men and everything in between for you. His own life and happiness would be forfeit if that's what it took.
"I'm okay, Sihtric, I'm okay," you whispered, promising him as you squeezed him.
3 with Aemond. "The Mob Song" from Beauty and the Beast (2017).
"You realize we're not doing this version? Right?" Aemond asked as you set up your Bluetooth speaker.
"You realize this gets me in the right headspace, right?" you shot back, looking over your shoulder.
Pulling your phone from your pocket, you opened Spotify and picked "The Mob Song". It's heavy strings and brassy tunes in the opening of the song made your heart speed up.
The two of you were in the community theater's production of Beauty and the Beast. Acting was a small passion of yours and Aemond being your ever intense lover naturally had to audition with you. You got Belle. Aemond got Gaston.
It irritated him. He didn't want you to think of him as such a villain. He knew you were smarter than that, that you could separate him as he was and him playing that character. Still, there was part of him that worried it would change the way you viewed him.
You saw the frustration held in every part of him. And at first, all you could do was smile and chuckle.
"I always had a crush on Gaston when I was little," you told him with a small smirk, turning away from him. The next moment, his hands were on your hips and there was no longer any chance you were rehearsing tonight.
6 with Daeron. "Forget About Us" by Perrie Edwards.
The grocery store was as quiet as it could be on a Tuesday. Your four year old daughter, Lily, sat in the seat and "helped" you, rattling off a million and one things that she thinks you needed for dinner tonight. It was sweet, all things considering.
"Y/N?" an oh so familiar voice said from behind you as your eyes scanned the tomato sauces. Slowly, you turned around, heart sputtering as you saw him.
Daeron Targaryen. Your college boyfriend from freshman and sophomore year. The man you thought was the love of your life until his drinking swung a wrecking ball through the walls of your dream house.
It had been ten years since you last saw him, but he somehow hadn't aged a day. His sandy hair crept towards his shoulders, his lilac eyes sparkling with something he had lost when you last saw him.
"Daeron, hi," you said with a disbelieving chuckle. "How have you been?"
"Good. Good. Sober now. About to get married, actually," he said, gesturing to his basket full of envelopes. Probably for save the dates or invitations. "I see you've been busy," he added, gesturing to your daughter.
"This is Lily! She's four, the absolute center of my husband's world. Mine too, so I can't blame him," you said with a small laugh.
There was something so present between the two of you. It wasn't quite an ache, but perhaps the echo of one. There was a time you both thought this life would be shared between the two of you. And once there may have been grief, but now? Hollow memories.
Daeron was your past. The foundation of your relationship with your husband was based around the lessons you learned from Daeron. He was the most beautiful, the most painful experience your heart has ever survived.
You spent a few minutes catching up, going back and forth. He asked if you stole your husband's clothes just like you used to steal his, you asked about his family.
And when he walked away, and even with the what ifs swirling in your head, you let him. You would forever remember him, just as he would you, but you could only let him walk away.
9 with Aerion. "freak for you" by Haiden Henderson.
"Shhhh pretty girl. Don't wanna get caught," he murmured in your ear, sliding two of his fingers between your lips to keep the sound from escaping. Your arousal spread across your tongue as you began licking and sucking his fingers clean, making him groan lowly.
You gave him innocent eyes. He adjusted himself, pushing his knee against your dripping cunt. The rough denim scraping against you made your eyes roll. Aerion's lips found your pulse point, sucking in time with your heart.
Somewhere, there was knocking bouncing off every wall. But neither of you paid attention, too lost in yourselves.
I am back! I've been gone since I think September and a lot of things have happened. But I think I'm ready to come back, and I'm making it a celebration!
Send me a number 1-9, and include one of the following characters:
I hope you have a lovely Christmas, you absolute sweetheart. You have been missed sorely, but I absolutely understand that tumblr has not been a good place for you. It hasn't for me either, so I wanted to send you extra love and good wishes for Christmas! We miss you so much but do what is best for your health!
Thank you lovely! I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. This was so sweet I couldn't help but reply. Please feel free to DM me if you ever want to be friends 🥰
If anyone cares about my writing, you can find it getting updated and moved (slowly but surely) over to AO3 (same username). As of right now, all of my SMAUs are to be left unfinished. If anyone is interested in connecting on discord or something, feel free to reach out. I may come back one day, but Tumblr has not been fun for me for a while and it doesn't seem like my presence has been missed by most. I wish you all a happy holiday season.
The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
