𝐟𝐫𝐚𝚌𝚝𝚞𝘳𝘦𝘴

[theybleeds]

 a   private   indie blog .   the   blog   is   𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝   ,    𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥   and   a   𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎   written   by   aleera / marie    .   she   +   her   ,   cet   .   currently   on   the   hunt   for   new   partners   to   write   with   . 

please   do   not   interact   with   this   blog   if   you   are   underneath   the   age   of   21   +   or   you   affiliate   yourself   with   harmful   content   ,   political   standings   or   manners   which   has   no   room   in   the   writers   world   .   i'm   not   willing   to   write   straight   out   smut   or   harmful   topics  , i do need context to be able to write . i am mostly eager to begin new ships and stories alongside new friends and writers , i am also willing to add people to discord after some time , other than that my dm's are always open !

𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗘𝗦 - 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 - 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡𝗦 - 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗢 - 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗦

[theybleeds]

hi friends , im sorry for my lack of activity . the summer has gotten the best of me . i promise to be back during august , wishing you all a wonderful summer . i'll be on hiatus for now <3

[actuallysara]

HUDSON WILLIAMS | Paris Fashion Week 2026

[theybleeds]

still  very  eager  to  get  some  asoiaf  plots  going  !  i  would  love  one  between  a  targaryen  princeling  and  a  stark  heir  .  a  forbidden  romance  between  two  houses  who  will  never  be  allowed  together  ,  but  sneak  around  together  ,  meet  each  other  whenever  the  opportunity  rises  or  where  one  writes  them  as  enemies  with  the  most  extreme  amount  of  sexual  tension  ..  if  you  are  interested  in  something  like  this  ,  like  it  and  i'll  come  to  you  !

[theybleeds]

still  very  eager  to  get  some  asoiaf  plots  going  !  i  would  love  one  between  a  targaryen  princeling  and  a  stark  heir  .  a  forbidden  romance  between  two  houses  who  will  never  be  allowed  together  ,  but  sneak  around  together  ,  meet  each  other  whenever  the  opportunity  rises  or  where  one  writes  them  as  enemies  with  the  most  extreme  amount  of  sexual  tension  ..  if  you  are  interested  in  something  like  this  ,  like  it  and  i'll  come  to  you  !

[sacrificeds]

loud   sigh   escapes   past   brims,   countenance   wary   like   she   can't   say   a   word   right   -   doubting   own   actions   with   him. “  i   just   wanted   to   tell   you   that   you're   good   the   way   you   are,   more   than   your   past.  ”   sets   spine   straight,   intentionally   focussing   on   posture   to   not   seem   nonchalant   or   careless,   bárbara   tries   to   be   open   and   honest   ⸻   share   her   feelings   freely.   “  i'm   trying   here,  ”   struggles   clearly,   finally   breaking   before   fingers   push   through   shoulder   -   length   hair.   “  i   wasn't   trying   to   upset   you,   god,   i   just   ...  ”

[theybleeds]

she's  upset  ,  yet  he  understands  where  she's  coming  from  .  trauma  and  difficulties  are  never  easy  to  deal  with  and  has  he  dealt  with  his  ?  not  at  all  .  fidgeting  fingers  comb  through  dark  locks  and  as  she  sighs  so  does  he  .  "  i  know  you  are  ..  "  the  words  are  murmured  ,  perhaps  barely  audible  as  accepting  his  path  is  something  he  simply  isn't  able  to  do  .  she's  trying  ,  yet  he's  failing  to  accept  .  "  want  me  to  make  you  a  coffee  ?  i'll  make  whatever  you  feel  like  .  "  deflecting  ,  his  favorite  thing  to  do  after  everything  ,  even  with  barbara  ,  the  one  who's  stuck  through  every  difficulty  he's  faced  .

[sylvernights]

Olivia Cooke as Queen Alicent Hightower

1.06 | The Princess and the Queen

[rcsegld]

magnus saw simone coming long before she reached his car. it was hard not to. he would recognise that purposeful stride anywhere - he'd seen it a million times before, normally preceding an argument in which she accused him of stealing a lead she had been working, or compromising her position, or... the list went on.

when the knock sounded against his window, magnus lowered it halfway, fixing her with a bored look. "really?" he drawled, arching an eyebrow. "then why are you bothering me?" he leaned back in his seat and let a smirk play on the corner of his lips, knowing it would infuriate her. "you're a terrible liar, you know that? you get this little twitch right here." he gestured towards his own jaw. whether she actually did or not was besides the point.

[theybleeds]

infuriating  ,  annoying  ,  extremely  good  looking  with  that  devilish  smirk  upon  his  lips  .  magnus  was  tremendously  bothersome  and  even  if  he  was  pretty  to  look  at  ,  they  were  competitiors  in  the  highest  regard  .  a  tilt  of  her  head  and  fake  smile  upon  her  lips  ,  she  doesn't  break  eye  contact  with  the  man  most  deemed  scary  ,  yet  she  found  to  be  nothing  but  a  gentle  cat  in  need  of  a  scratch  .  "  so  you  study  my  facial  features  magnus  ?  is  this  you  declaring  your  interest  for  me  ?  "  she  muses  and  never  let's  her  arms  leave  the  side  of  the  door  as  the  window  has  gone  down  completely  .

a  sigh  escapes  and  for  the  first  time  she  breaks  eye  contact  as  the  respective  people  both  of  them  were  waiting  for  leaves  the  proximity  .  annoyance  is  splayed  upon  her  features  and  she  turns  to  magnus  once  more  .  "  and  there  walks  both  our  paychecks  .  i  wish  you  could  be  more  subtle  in  your  stalking  -  i  always  find  you  too  quickly  .  "

[ivygrcws]

a blush blooms across tanned cheeks, the idea of asher taking care of him was enough to fluster ari. “o-oh, yeah?” he stammers, a bashful smile curling into his lips. “do you have experience in nursing people back to life following heartbreak and too much alcohol?” a deadly combination. but, at least ari’s in good hands. he doesn’t know why, but he trusts asher. something about how honest he was and the way he carries himself with ease, it’s as if he’s openly himself and unapologetic for it. ari finds it refreshing - - he’s so used to apologizing for who he is ( for feeling too much, for being too sensitive, the list is endless ), but asher seems to be confident in who he is. and for good reason, ari is already enthralled.

fingers tap nervously on the table as he waits for asher, trying not to sneak glances over his shoulder at the other. asher was gorgeous and selfless, how did ari end up here? it almost feels like a fanciful dream after the nightmare his ex put him through. ari wonders if his mind is making it all up, until he hears the clink of glasses on the table. asher’s question settles over him, heart clenching in pain - - but he finds solace in espresso hues. “oh, uhm…” he nods, foot accidentally tapping asher’s beneath the table. when the other calls his ex by the wrong name, ari can’t help but laugh. he doesn’t know if it’s purposeful or not, but he appreciates it. “jackson…he…” eyes flicker up to asher’s for a moment before he glances back down at the table. “he cheated. a few times.” a shaky exhale escapes him. “i know, i shouldn’t have taken him back, but he promised me he wouldn’t do it again. i caught him, though…last week ago. and i got sad.” eyes flutter closed for a moment, flashbacks of tears and heartbreak before he kicked jackson out. but, jackson had a way of crawling back into ari’s life. “i took him back again.” he feels ashamed just admitting it. “and he decided today that my emotions were too much…that i needed to get over it.” shakes his head, long hair flopping into his face before he actively seeks asher’s gaze - - the eyes that anchor him. a gentle smile plays on his lips, “and then you saved the day.”

[theybleeds]

a  slight  chuckle  escapes  at  the  notion  of  him  nurturing  anyone  .  no  ,  he  had  no  expertise  on  the  field  but  his  own  wounded  heart  which  had  been  broken  one  too  many  times  .  hazel  orbs  are  enthralled  as  ari  speaks  .  his  fists  clench  at  the  mention  of  jackson  cheating  on  him  ,  on  several  occasions  .  why  would  someone  like  ari  go  back  to  that  ?  why  would  his  kindness  overshadow  the  need  for  self  preservation  ?  he  hated  it  ,  for  he  understood  ari's  heart  ,  his  conviction  in  life  and  the  gentleness  which  oozed  out  of  him  by  just  his  pure  and  kind  smile  .  it  was  infuriating  to  know  someone  took  advantage  of  that  ,  knowing  full  well  ,  he  wanted  to  take  that  advantage  too  .  why  else  was  he  here  ?  did  he  actually  care  for  ari's  emotions  or  was  he  just  like  his  ex  ?  ready  to  toss  ari  into  the  fires  just  to  watch  him  squirm  a  little  ?

as  his  hair  covers  his  beautiful  eyes  ,  the  rocker  can't  help  himself  .  ari  has  let  his  words  leave  his  lips  ,  his  emotions  coil  around  them  and  present  the  sadness  which  fills  him  .  so  his  fingertips  brush  hair  away  from  his  eyes  ,  giving  him  full  access  to  look  at  the  man  opposite  him  .  his  own  hazel  orbs  filled  with  pity  and  sadness  ,  even  when  he  knows  that's  the  last  thing  ari  probably  wants  .  "  i  haven't  saved  you  ari  ,  the  only  one  who  can  is  you  .  "  the  words  are  true  and  murmured  with  emotions  .  he'd  like  to  save  him  ,  cradle  him  close  and  keep  him  there  .  "  how  about  you  pay  that  motherfucker  back  ?  "  the  words  leave  his  lips  before  he  can  even  think  straight  ,  but  when  has  he  ever  done  so  while  looking  at  his  classmate  ,  the  polished  and  gorgeous  ari  ?  "  i'll  be  your  tool  whenever  you  need  me  ,  i'll  be  there  the  second  you  feel  uncomfortable  -  and  then  we  show  him  what  he's  missing  .  "  there's  a  devilish  smirk  upon  his  lips  ,  while  inward  he's  in  turmoil  .  what  if  ari  wouldn't  want  him  to  be  his  pretend  boyfriend  ?  what  if  his  idea  to  make  jackson  jealous  backfires  and  he  never  gets  to  touch  ari  ?  he'd  be  mortified  .  however  ,  what  if  he  says  yes  ?  what  if  he  gets  to  get  closer  to  ari  ?  the  kind  and  gentle  soul  ,  just  screaming  to  get  corrupted  .

[theybleeds]

so  sorry  for  my  silence  ,  but  i  finally  have  more  time  .  i  have  this  idea  of  a  plot  which  is  asoiaf  related  ,  where  a  stark  and  targaryen  fall  in  love  ..  i'd  love  to  do  mxm  heheheh  ,  if  anyone  is  eager  for  a  forbidden  love  in  this  universe  attack  my  dm's  hehe

[theybleeds]

apologies  for  not  doing  replies  or  plotting  ,  i  just  returned  from  a  four  days  trip  to  england  so  hopefully  threads  will  come  today  ,  if  not  i'll  be  writing  during  the  week  !

[nihiillism]

slipping into the passenger seat with an exasperated breath, raven watches as khai moves around to the driver’s side. her eyes trail over him as he adjusts and settles. longer than is probably needed. he doesn’t look much older than her. maybe close in age. the beard adds a few years, she decides. something inappropriate flickers through her mind. quick and unwelcome, and she shuts it down just as fast. he is her captor. her enemy until proven otherwise. still… a part of her considers a different approach. maybe it wouldn’t be the worst thing to lean into it. play along. be easy. compliant. the kind of client who follows the rules without question. it would make him trust her faster. might even earn her a piece of normalcy back. “i have a studio session booked for tonight,” she says, breaking the silence. she prefers working late. slipping into the studio near midnight, staying until well past sunrise. it’s when everything feels quieter, clearer. when she can actually think.

the rest of the drive passes in silence, her teeth worrying the inside of her cheek until it stings. her house sits about thirty minutes outside the city, tucked inside a gated community full of retirees who always seem to look at her a little too long. it’s quiet. unassuming. exactly why she chose it. a break from the noise, from the constant push. the house itself is large, but not excessive. five bedrooms, open spaces, and a small guest house tucked behind it. his space now. “i’m sure you already have blueprints,” she adds, glancing his way, tone light but measured. “but marcy can give you a tour if you want.” the housekeeper is older. steady, and one of the only other people in the house most days.

[theybleeds]

the  car  ride  is  silent  .  neither  speak  and  for  some  reason  khai  prefers  it  .  the  difference  in  their  approach  and  the  lack  of  communication  which  has  presented  itself  makes  it  easier  to  just  enjoy  the  silence  before  they  end  up  having  one  more  discussion  about  how  things  should  work  .  ground  rules  was  important  ,  then  again  her  company  has  also  stated  how  difficult  she  can  be  if  she  wishes  to  .  "  then  i'll  have  the  car  running  for  you  when  you  wish  to  leave  .  "  easy  ,  simple  ,  their  conversation  didn't  have  to  be  anything  but  that  -  yet  he  finds  himself  curious  as  to  when  her  rebellious  behaviour  will  take  shape  ,  for  it  will  ,  won't  it  ?

parking  the  car  he  listens  to  her  words  and  nods  .  sure  he  had  seen  the  blueprints  ,  he'd  also  gotten  a  guided  tour  by  her  manager  a  few  days  ago  of  the  guest  house  .  the  fact  that  the  manager  had  access  to  her  personal  home  was  a  little  unsettling  ,  but  then  again  ,  perhaps  that's  what  they  ddi  in  their  contract  .  "  don't  bother  marcy  ,  i'm  certain  she  has  enough  on  her  plate  .  "  calm  and  collected  ,  anything  but  bothered  by  her  tone  .  "  want  me  to  follow  you  inside  ?  "  perhaps  it  wasn't  needed  ,  but  why  not  ?  she  should  get  used  to  his  pressence  ,  even  when  she  didn't  want  him  around  .  the  guesthouse  was  close  ,  but  not  close  enough  to  his  liking  after  all  .

[nihiillism]

i’ve got to get a better jacket. the thought bounces around her head. she had almost neglected to pack anything at all. as usual ignoring weather reports of unprecedented heat waves because tati always knew that with her luck, it would be snowing in the middle of summer. the rain is close enough, cold and prickly against her skin as she tugs the flimsy hood of her windbreaker up over her mass of curls. her mind wanders, questioning why she gave up a few weeks off in los angeles for dreary weather and taping up sprained ankles. she’s still busy wiping droplets of rain from her face by the time she slips into the coffee shop. eyes narrowing slightly as she waits in line, she catches a glimpse—but it isn’t until it’s her turn to order that she’s sure. “ethan?” his name slips out before she can think of what to say next. “i… wow. long time.”

[theybleeds]

hazel  orbs  look  up  to  find  a  known  face  .  one  who  had  evolved  with  the  years  ,  but  he  still  remembered  her  to  some  extent  .  squinting  slightly  before  trying  to  smile  ,  he  chuckles  softly  mostly  out  of  nervousness  .  "  what  can  i  get  you  tati  ?  "  it  had  been  a  very  long  time  -  without  a  doubt  more  than  ten  years  since  last  time  and  honestly  ?  any  reminder  of  the  life  he  used  to  have  he'd  rather  forget  than  keep  .  he'd  lost  his  dream  and  with  it  most  of  his  connection  to  the  world  as  well  .  however  ,  seeing  tati  here  made  him  wonder  ,  what  on  earth  was  she  doing  in  england  ?  "  yeah  ,  it's  been  a  very  long  time  .  "

[sacrificeds]

“ you   know,   your   scars   -   they   don't   make   me   see   you   any   differently.. ”

[theybleeds]

"  yet  you  need  to  mention  them  ?  "  carnelian  orbs  focus  upon  the  other  ,  curious  as  to  why  his  scars  should  be  mentioned  .  "  is  there  a  reason  you  are  bringing  it  up  ,  or  do  you  just  wish  for  me  to  be  reminded  of  what  i've  lost  ?  "  head  tilts  to  the  side  ,  annoyance  clear  upon  handsome  features  .  "  i  can't  do  anything  about  it  .  "  sadness  covers  his  words  and  yet  uncertainty  surfaces  alongside  it  .

[theybleeds]

closed   starter   for   :   𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲   𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿   &   𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘂𝘀   𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻    [    @rcsegld   ]  .

painted  fingernail  taps  on  the  stearing  wheel  of  the  lookout  car  .  for  two  hours  she's  been  sitting  there  ,  chocolate  orbs  holding  a  camera  in  her  other  hand  to  catch  the  spouse  in  the  act  of  betrayal  .  in  truth  ,  this  wasn't  her  usual  gig  .  she  used  to  do  bigger  fish  ,  bigger  suspects  and  bigger  tasks  .  however  ,  with  this  case  it  seemed  like  she  needed  to  go  back  to  her  roots  .  back  to  the  small  investigation  of  being  a  stalker  .  a  sigh  escapes  pillowy  lips  as  the  exhaustion  of  nothing  happening  drags  on  .

however  ,  another  car  pulled  up  a  few  minutes  after  herself  and  there's  no  denying  she  knows  who  it  is  .  once  partners  ,  enemies  ,  competitors  .  how  many  times  had  they  been  in  this  situation  and  tried  to  get  the  job  before  the  other  one  did  ?  with  patience  running  low  camera  gets  tossed  into  the  passanger  seat  and  car  door  opens  .  clicking  heels  clack  upon  the  pavement  as  she  goes  over  to  the  car  just  as  hidden  as  hers  ,  tapping  on  the  window  .  "  you  should  leave  magnus  ,  i've  already  gotten  what  i  need  from  this  .  "  she  hadn't  ,  but  a  white  lie  doesn't  hurt  when  you  want  the  competition  to  give  up  .

[eroscestlavie]

What do you guys do for work. Job share time. I want to know

[theybleeds]

would  love  to  get  some  more  mxm  plots  going  ,  if  anyone  is  interested  like  this  and  i'll  go  into  dms  !