Eepy , Discord Lingering For Tn; Tackling The Inbox & Drafts Tomorrow

having brain thoughts on switching my alysanne fc to em.ily ba.der

🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

@tymptir said : there is nothing bad inside you. nothing.      ,     from   gwayne   to   helaena   . 

a   slow,    delicate   shifting   of   her   gaze   to   look   at   her   uncle,    a   momentary   pause   as   she   considers   just   how   much   he   reminds   her   of   her   mother.    of   the   fact   that   if   she   allows   her   eyes   to   close,    she   could   almost   imagine   that   alicent   had   said   the   words   instead,    that   her   mother   had   comforted   her   this   way,    instead   of   looking   upon   her   with   the   same   confused,    uncertain   look   she   tended   to   have   for   her.    but   there   was   something   inside   of   her   that   wasn't       .   .   .       inherently   good,       of   that,    helaena   was   almost   certain.    good   did   not   conjure   nightmares,    did   not   plague   dreams   with   visions   of   futures        –        good   was   benevolence,    kindness,    gentility.       whatever   gifts   had   been   given   to   her   had   not   been   done   in   good   faith. 

her   lips   pull   into   a   smile   that   does   not   reach   her   eyes,    a   pale   hand   extended   out   to   gently   press   fingers   to   his   arm   in   acknowledgment   of   his   words   before   said   hand   falls   away   just   as   quickly        –        an   echo   of   a   graze,    like   being   touched   by   a   ghost.    “   there   is   nothing   bad   in   you.   ”           she   repeats,    her   eyes   held   onto   his   face,    despite   the   fact   that   helaena   did   not   often   feel   comfortable   doing   so   for   anyone.    it   felt   right   to   do   so   now,   felt   imperative   that   lilac   tinted   hues   hold   onto   his   face. 

“   i   think   it   is   too   late   for   me.   ” 

SYDNEY SWEENEY. The Puppy Interview.

me staring at my additional muses i’m going to add list: you can’t just cast all the actresses from bridgerton

also me: SAYS WHO

to add more hotd / asoiaf characters or to not add more hotd / asoiaf characters

there   is   a   part   of   helaena   that   knows,    that   understands   the   way   her   mother   had   formed   her   own   conjecture        –        had   come   to   the   idea   that   this   had   been   the   answer   required   to   keep   her   safe,    and   yet        .   .   .        there   is   another   notion   altogether,    buried   deeper   down   that   she   cannot   help   but   to   hear   bubble   off   in   the   wind,    asking,    wondering,    if   her   mother   had   ever   considered   the   fact   that   aegon   and   the   word   mercy   did   not   ever   belong   in   the   same   sentence. 

too   fragile,    too   broken   on   his   own   accord;    suffering   at   the   same   cruel   hands   of   fate   that'd   been   dealt   to   her,    it   was   no   wonder   all   three   of   the   queen's   children   held   their   own   unfortunate   misgivings.    helaena   flinches   as   her   mother   steps   closer,    a   nervous   habit        –        a   worrisome,    rabbit's   heart   within   her   chest;    she'd   not   been   well   since   their   boy   had   died.    since   helaena   had   been   forced   to   choose.    her   hands   wring   together   in   her   lap,    another   nervous   tic,    inherited   no   doubt   from   the   woman   that   stands   before   her. 

“i   do   not   feel        .   .   .        much   loved   in   this   moment,    mother.”       spoken   truthfully,    honestly,    as   her   hand   releases   its   hold   on   itself   and   extends   out   from   her   lap,    reaching   out   in   search   of   alicent's   hand   and   curling   delicate,    nimble   fingers   round   into   hers.    the   way   she   has   ever   since   she   was   a   child.    “i   am        –     terrified,    i   do   not   want   this.    i   do   not   want   for   any   of   it.    and   yet   i   know   there   is   nothing   i   can   do   or   say   to   release   myself   from   it.” 

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄. a voice that, in her mind, whispers nothing but wrong decision & failure. to know she's had a hand, no matter how inconsequential it felt at the time, in helaena's pain was enough to make her stomach turn. to cause another crack in her heart. like helaena, alicent lives her life in a certain state of discomfort which never wavers . . except now, she feels, when things look to be worsening rather than getting better. was this the gods punishment onto her, then ? ( to see her children, one by one, turn on her or destroy themselves. to witness their suffering & only have empty palms to remedy it. a mother is suppose to comfort her children, to assure them, to make them as content as possible. why couldn't she ever do that one thing right ? why, gods, why ! )

@petitmortes said, " DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT I NEVER WANTED THIS TO BEGIN WITH ? "

brown eyes, so full of sorrows as of late, widened as mouth hangs slightly agape. hand rests about her stomach to keep teeth from picking at skin, a shaky breath taken before the mother can speak: ❛ of course i have, helaena. ❜ spoken softly, voice thick. tears well in the queens eyes, but none fall in the moment. ❛ i- . . marrying you to aegon felt like a mercy. it felt better. better you marry someone you know than a stranger. better you remain somewhere familiar, surrounded by those whom love you. ❜ all the things i was not spared, not given, briefly thought internally. lips press together, discomfort settling into her bones, as alicent takes a step forward. ❛ my girl, do you know how it hurts me to look at you at times & see a mirror of myself ? to know i . . i was the cause of some of your pain, your discomfort, when i believed myself protecting you. ❜

cont. from here , @br4wl

when   she'd   asked   to   spend   time   with   him   tonight,    she'd   wrongfully   assumed   that   meant   he'd   have   no   issues   making   time   for   her   while   also   hanging   out   with   his   friends.    but   mox   had   spent   the   last   hour   ignoring   her,    his   gaze   focused   on   the   television   screen,    his   drinks,    his   buddies,    meanwhile   cora   had   been   left   at   a   table   a   few   feet   away,    alone,    and   forgotten   about   until   seth   had   settled   down   next   to   her   and   started   making   conversation. 

it'd   been   nice   to   be   remembered;    to   not   be   subjected   to   forgotten   tendencies,    left   to   rot   on   the   table   and   wait   for   him   to   remember   that   he'd   agreed   to   her   being   there.    what'd   started   as   simple   conversation   with   seth   had   slowly   transitioned   into   casual   flirting,    and   though   cora   had   known   better,    wasn't   it   also   just   and   fair   for   mox   to   have   sit   through   it   a   little        –        if   he   even   noticed   it   at   all?    it   took   longer   than   she'd   thought   for   him   to   settle   down   in   the   seat   across   from   them,    even   longer   for   him   to   actually   voice   his   displeasure,       sending   seth   off   to   get   another   round   before   his   accusations   were   started   and   directed   to   her   alone. 

red   lipstick   stained   lips   purse   together   as   she   tilts   her   head   at   him,    fingers   curling   around   her   glass,    pulling   it   closer   to   her   as   dark   eyes   roll.        “   if   i   were   trying   to   fuck   seth,    i   wouldn't   have   waited   for   you   to   notice   that   he   was   flirting   with   me.   ”        her   glass   is   brought   to   her   lips,    a   sip   of   the   whisky   before   she   settles   it   back   onto   the   table   and   shakes   her   head.        “   just   keeping   myself   entertained   since   i   clearly   wasn't   good   enough   for   your   attention   tonight. ”        the   words   tumble   cold   and   cruel   from   her   lips,    a   matching   tone   for   the   one   he'd   used   for   her. 

“   if   you   didn't   want   me   here,    you   should've   said   no.   ” 

↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts .   feel  free  to  specify  the  initiating  muse .  potentially  nsfw  content  within .   will  be  updated .)

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare ,  spin the bottle ,  etc ) .

kissing your lover to show you forgive them .

neck kisses that turn into love bites .

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them .

a last kiss before one goes away .

biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss .

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears .

a kiss while being reunited after a long time .

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy .

a kiss while slow dancing .

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger .

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight .

kissing them to shut them up .

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning .

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain .

kissing your partner to seal a marriage .

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

a kiss to resolve suppressed romantic/sexual tension .

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .

kissing the top of their head as you hold them .

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers .

stolen kisses while hiding away from a crowd .

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets .

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out .

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps .

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss .

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them .

a kiss after joining your lover in the shower .

a kiss after receiving good news .

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends .

a kiss shared between enemies during combat .

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them .

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort .

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party .

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .

a kiss between two people in a fake relationship .

a kiss that seals a promise .

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning .

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them .

kissing the tears from their cheeks .

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body .

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation .

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast .

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work .

a kiss shared while holding your dying lover .

you want to send me things from my meme tag, you want to do it SO bad 🌀🌀🌀