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anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm not sure if this got through before so I'll try again. Bad internet. My question(s) revolves around Rhaegar and Elia. Why was she the only one fit to wed? Was she not known to be frail and considering the expectations of children, wouldn't her frailty impede that? Was Varys or Rhaella involved, because I don't see Aerys agreeing.

Why was Aerys II willing to accept Rhaegar’s marriage to Elia Martell, but not Cersei Lannister? Was he just trying to stick it to Tywin or is there some other explanation?

I assume this is the same Anon. I did get your earlier ask, I was simply debating on how to answer it. I feel like I’ve talked about this a bunch of times, but in lieu of directing you to a number of posts that all sort of say parts of the same thing, I’ll just write one final answer-post on this question.

To understand Aerys II’s choice of a bride for his son, I think one has to understand the times in which Rhaegar’s betrothal was made. The Aerys who sat the throne in 279 AC was a different man from the hopeful prince who had ascended in 262 AC. The thin veneer of charm and outgoing friendliness that had been characteristic of the young king had been forever dispelled by the Defiance of Duskendale; kept as a hostage for a year, aware that there was a very likely possibility of his being killed, the Darklyns and Hollards openly assaulting the idea of the body of the king being sacrosanct, the king slipped permanently into the violent suspicion and paranoia for which he has become known. That suspicion, according to Yandel, applied particularly to Rhaegar:

Prince Rhaegar, [Aerys] was convinced, had conspired with Tywin Lannister to have him slain at Duskendale. They had planned to storm the town walls so that Lord Darklyn would put him to death, opening the way for Rhaegar to mount the Iron Throne and marry Lord Tywin’s daughter.

Notably, what follows immediately in Yandel’s account is Aerys seeking a bride for his son:

Determined to prevent that from happening, King Aerys turned to another friend of his childhood, summoning Steffon Baratheon from Storm’s End and naming him to the small council. In 278 AC, the king sent Lord Steffon across the narrow sea on a mission to Old Volantis, to seek a suitable bride for Prince Rhaegar, “a maid of noble birth from an old Valyrian bloodline.“ 

Right there, we can see what Aerys wanted in a future daughter-in-law. One, the bride had to be of eminent Valyrian descent. That’s not so surprising: Aerys had tried for a long while, after all, to provide a sister for his son to wed (and, I think, in his last desperate attempt, even tried to get a daughter of Steffon and Cassana, just to have a second cousin; is it coincidence that Renly is born over a decade after next brother Stannis, and just a year after Prince Viserys?). Indeed, as the product of an incestuous union, and having married his own sister, Aerys might have been naturally inclined to go back to this traditional Valyrian practice for the next generation. However, after 14 years of trying, the sole surviving Targaryen was little Viserys, who happened to be the wrong sex; even if Rhaella produced a daughter the year after Viserys was born, Rhaegar would be at least 30 before he could even think about consummating his marriage with his sister-wife - and in the downtime, he could find himself a bride elsewhere. Aerys’ only option, if he wanted a Valyrian-blooded consort for his son, was to go looking for one already grown (hence that mission to Volantis).

Secondly, but not explicitly said, I think the other qualification was that the bride absolutely could not bring great wealth or strength to the marriage - and that specifically to avoid Cersei Lannister becoming crown princess. After almost two decades of having him as Hand, Aerys had grown hateful, suspicious, and fearful of Lord Tywin, and no less so after the Defiance of Duskendale (see the first section of this essay I wrote for more details on their relationship). As Yandel noted, Aerys was specifically afraid that Rhaegar, married to Lady Cersei, would take advantage of his father-in-law’s wealth and power to overthrow his own father and declare himself king. I think Aerys decided that any bride with a plump dowry and a powerful House backing her could potentially do the same. Perhaps this also inspired Steffon’s mission: as seen with Larra Rogare and Mellario of Norvos (and quite cruelly with Serala Darklyn), Essosi ladies married to Westerosi men can find life in their new home isolating and foreign, lacking familiar allies and the comforts of their native states.

However, when Steffon’s mission ended in failure, Aerys was left with a predicament. Rhaegar would plainly have to marry a Westerosi - but who could combine Valyrian heritage and relative lack of wealth? Skipping over any descendants of Aegon V’s sisters, the next closest (dynastic) relatives to the main-line Targaryens would be the descendants of Princess Daenerys Targaryen, daughter of King Aegon IV, who had married Prince Maron Martell, ruling Prince of Dorne. Conveniently for the king’s desires, Dorne is the poorest and least populous of the continental states. Elia’s dowry would be far less impressive than Cersei Lannister’s, and, if Rhaegar wanted to overthrow his father, the relatively small number of Dornish spears would have to march up through the loyalist and traditionally Dornish-hating Reach (and its enormous mailed fist) or the Stormlands, under the control of his Baratheon cousins (not specifically his good friend Steffon anymore, but Aerys might have thought he had no reason to distrust the young Lord Robert at this point). Elia had Valyrian blood in her veins, was of an age with Rhaegar, and had little promise of success in any attempted coup; she, to Aerys, was the perfect choice available for his son’s bride.

The Queen Regent (NFriel)


Here is the part 2 of the high school AU post. Find part 1 here

Moved on from Whispers by wishingonalightningbolt

5,346 [one shot]


He’s not dumb. Out of everyone in the school, Derek is second in grades only to Lydia Martin, and the only reason Stiles is third is because he’s taking more APs than Derek, so his grades are suffering the slightest bit. That’s why Derek knows, when Stiles arches an eyebrow at him, why what he said was so incredibly dumb.

Stiles didn’t break into Lydia Martin’s upstairs bathroom to take a piss. He broke into Lydia Martin’s upstairs bathroom while Derek was in it, because—because of reasons.


Stiles is tired of pretending like and Derek don’t want each other.

It’s like he’s all that by MemeKon

3,639 [one shot]

Teen and Up

Stiles is different. Stiles is not nice under any definition of the word, he’s such an asshole. Sure, he’s a good guy deep down, he punched Jackson square in the jaw when he mocked the McCall kid for an asthma attack that one time, and Derek knows he helped Erica Reyes get that video of her seizure taken down, but he’s so—

“Fuck off, Derek.” Stiles tells him without sparing him a glance when Derek sits next to him on chemistry. “I’m not up to play She’s All That with you, dude.”


(School crushes are so complicated.)

the one that I want by rebeccabethstilinski

4,376 [Incomplete; 3/?]


“Scotty, I’m just glad you now know what personification is, maybe you can pass English this year while I slave away in AP. Which, by the way, is a class I share with none other than Derek "Eyebrows McBroody” Hale. Hell yes.“

Five Times Derek Wished He Was An Only Child (and one time he was glad he isn’t) by Anyanka

1,767 [one shot]

Teen and Up

In ten years, Derek will get down on one knee and ask Stiles to marry him. In ten years, Stiles will go silent and freak Derek out before finally jumping out of his chair into Derek’s lap, yelling “Yes, you asshole! Yes, fuckin’ yes! I will!”

Right now, Derek doesn’t know all this.

Right now, his sister is embarrassing the hell out of him.

This is the story of how Derek’s siblings are the worst.

Propelled or Compelled by fauvistfly

4,336 [Complete; 2/2]

Teen and Up

Based on this prompt that I posted and then filled:

I need the Sterek fic where Stiles is the skater punk who’s really a good kid but always has a skateboard and sort of has a reputation, and Derek the All-American baseball player who has a great smile for the parents but is just not all that happy. And Stiles is always at the park in his flannel shirts, doing little tricks on his board to get his energy out, and Derek can’t help but notice because his shirt always flies up and gives him a glimpse of that fucking happy trail.

My Loser by sterektothemoonandback

1,302 [one shot]

Not Rated

"That loser is my boyfriend, okay? And you better stop harassing him or else you won’t be able to use your hands for months.” Derek hissed out as he leaned in closer to Gas, his eyes hard as stone.


or the High School AU where Derek is a good boyfriend that no-one asked for but got anyway.

Oh God, He’s Hot by lupus

6,062 [one shot]


When Stiles came home a couple of days before junior year started from a summer away, he was a little more than excited to see his best friend Derek, especially now that he’d finally gotten the courage to act upon his long standing crush on the guy. There’s just one problem; somewhere in the span of three months puberty hit Derek like the bus hit Regina George and all of the sudden Derek is hot.

And Stiles isn’t the only one who’s noticed.

you’ve got something i need by Resacon1990 

11,569 [one shot]

Teen and Up

WARNING: Implied suicidal thoughts, panic attacks

“You think he’s ‘practically perfect in every way’!”

“You can’t quote Mary Poppins. Especially not in reference to Derek.”

Wait For It by otatop

3,804 [one shot]

Not Rated

Funny, how you can exist adjacent to someone through elementary, middle, and high school and not really know them. Funny, how Stiles had always had some strange crush on Derek without actually being his friend.

(You Drive Me) Crazy by I_glitterz

5,631 [one shot]


When he catches Stiles looking at him, his lip quirks up the tiniest bit and Stiles’ insides melt as his heart starts to race. A blush spreads across his face and he looks back at Scott’s love struck face when he catches Allison walking into her classroom.

He’s pretty sure he’s just as gone on Derek as Scott is on Allison, but at least Scott has a fat chance in hell with Allison.

Just the Same by ericaismeg

68,066 [Complete; 7/7]

General Audiences

Something is seriously up with the captain of the lacrosse team. There’s just no way Derek Hale is human.
“I was wondering if you’re even human. You move so quickly. I mean, it’s ridiculously fast. No human should be able to move that fast, y'know? It’s unfair for us. I mean, it’s obvious you work out, and I don’t, so that could be why, but like…I was just wondering if you were human, that’s all.”

“Stop talking, Stilinski, or I'll—”

“Put me on the bench all season?” Stiles asks knowing full well that Derek Hale can’t threaten him with shit.

A Guide to Wooing Unsuspecting Jocks Accidentally by failwolfhale

1,673 [one shot]

General Audiences

Derek knew that he was good at approximately four things - six if you counted his strength and talent at lurking as being good at something. And he was okay with that. He was just glad to be good at ONE thing.

(I Hate to Be) The One to Ruin the Night by wishingonalightningbolt

14,550 [Complete; 2/2]


High school senior Derek Hale only has one goal for the rest of his time left at BHHS: avoid Stiles Stilinski. He’s wreaked enough havoc as it is, having spent all summer breaking Derek’s heart. Everything would be better for both of them if they just never saw each other again.


Derek doesn’t plan on ever getting mixed up with Scott McCall and his little gang of idiot friends. In fact, if he knew to avoid it, he would, but he guesses he just isn’t smart enough. Unfortunate, considering the consequences.

In My Veins by siriuslymcfly

37,759 [Complete; 2/2]

Not Rated

It is the beginning of his Senior Year and Derek is so ready for High School to just end already so he can get out of the stifling town. But his new fascination with one Stiles Stilinski makes him rethink everything about his perfect life. The Hale family are total meddlers in said fascination and Stiles flails quite a lot.

Here is the second part! Both of these parts were your basic kind of high school AUs, which is what I tend to do with my vague asks. You asked for high school AUs, so I gave you a lot of high school AUs that take place in high school and what-not. If you want a more specific kind of high school AU, don’t be afraid to shoot me an ask. I have so many high school AUs, it’s kinda ridiculous. Angsty underestimated me, and well, her response was “Jesus, Fluffy.”

Love and internet hugs, 


Joel (Vinesauce) Sentence Meme
  • : --|) Send one and see how my muse reacts!
  • "It's a little old, ____."
  • "He has like, spikes too, right?"
  • "God, I can't stand it, even ironically."
  • "The trick is to just spam it."
  • "Oh god, my poor computer..."
  • "How about... Expand Dong?"
  • "I'll show you all the bestality porn to corrupt you."
  • "This is like the olden days of ____, where you just _____."
  • "Now we got that we gotta add some WACKY EFFECTS."
  • "Safe installer? Probably the safest installer in the world."
  • "Still up after all these years, what the hell..."
  • "And my friend with no talent, he would always ____."
  • "Kup teraz!"
  • "More like my credit card information."
  • "Love the sound of that."
  • "It's like it's a nuke about to blow off and we're sitting here at the safe distance."
  • --> [ CORPSE IN THE FRIDGE ] <--
  • "With my wah."
  • "I don't care what anyone else thinks, I think you're hot."
  • "Oh goddamn, you're ugly."
  • "You've got some issues, and I'm not sticking around to deal with them."
  • "Don't insult him, he's a god of shapeshifting."
  • "No, not in the toilet."
  • "HELP."
  • "Sick moves."
  • "Aw, what the hell...."
  • "Morning ritual - take a shit in the bush."
  • "I made him into a vegetable, man!"
  • "Goddamnit, ____, not again! You smug piece of poop."
  • "I am crying so bad."
  • "A moment like this needs music like this."
  • --> [ POKEDRAW ] <--
  • "Alright. I know the ____ really good."
  • "You know this is gonna be a fuckin' disaster."
  • "Lil' wink."
  • "How do I make him blue fast?!"
  • "Swiggity swooty, I am comin' for the booty."
  • "They are born with pants. These pants are flesh."
  • "Fucking great. Fuckin' ace."
  • "Lookit him. Give him some rose tinted fifties cheeks."
  • "Oh great. More horses."
  • "BEES. ....I hate bees."
  • "Dog. Dog. Dog. Dog. Dog?"
  • "This got grim so quick."
  • "How's he sitting?"
  • "Juicy."
  • "He looks like Dracula now."
  • "I'm gonna blow your mind."
  • "Somebody glued a Wheetabix to the cat."
  • "He looks like a cinnamon bun!!"
  • "This guy's goin' to work!"
  • "I can do this!"
  • "I tried. That's a bootleg ____ if I ever saw one."
  • "Screw you guys, I'm goin' home."
  • "He's got MIND BULLETS."
  • "This is not Zubat. It's AAAAAAAAGAAGHAGGHAHGA."
  • "This is totally the worst ever."
  • "Now we're stuck with... THIS!"
  • "Why did I put a dead skeleton on my face?!"
  • "Ugh, more birds."
  • "Everytime you hug them, it's a face full of spikes. Edgelord."
  • --> [ WINDOWS 7 DESTRUCTION ] <--
  • "What is technology?!"
  • "It's magic, ___, it's magic."
  • "It looks like a plate of oatmeal."
  • "This child has no idea what she's doing."
  • "I will change this for the better!"
  • "This doesn't look fishy at all."
  • "Oh my god guys. This comment section is from fake people."
  • "To make idiots think it's safe!"
  • "I DIDN'T DO THAT!!!"
  • "That's the most honest name for something. ____ Blaster. You will have nothing left."
  • "When I was 11 years old, I had a desktop stripper."
  • "The worst part, I couldn't get it off my ____, so I had to ask my dad to help me."
  • "Please, give me Jesus!"
  • "Oh, my sweet Jesus... There's Jesus."
  • "Nothing says this's more welcome than a creepy smiley repeatedly jamming a welcome sign into his crotch."
  • "Don't stop, keep injecting me those smilies."
  • "I dunno what he's doing, but that cannot be a good way to live your life."
  • "It pains me to do this, and it will be the only one ever."
  • "This is a worse idea than the time I drank a martini with my eye, I legit did that once."
  • "I thought that everything was fine. But no. No no no no no."
  • "Animated Christmas Tree For Desktop?! Yes!"
  • "Look at it! It's the worst thing ever!"
  • "I blame you! You did this, you did this!"
  • "Two hundred dollars?! For a MIDI?!"
  • "It sounds like farting in a bathtub. BLEUB."
  • "This is the worst image."
  • "Pretty leggums."
  • "What if you have a bad dream in hypersleep and you can't wake up?"
  • "What is that?! That's the face of a strangle murderer!"
  • "Hey, we can do this. Hey, we can do this."
  • "GO FOR THE GOLD! .....FUCK."
  • "Guys, it's a spooky ghost in the vents! Go away!"
  • "Save me, Pochahontas! Save me!"
  • "Alien, please pry me off this thing."
  • "What're you waiting for! DO IT NOW!"
  • "Come on, I dare you!"
  • "'Advanced AI is unparalleled', my ass."
  • "Space poosy."
  • "He chucked a fuckin' traffic cone at me!"
  • "I see London, I see France, I see a dumbshit alienpants."
  • "Ok, drink up."
  • "Fuck you, karma."
  • "This guy's badly programmed. Like a bootleg OS."
  • "It's jazz, but in space!"
  • "So uh, what exactly is this?"
  • "I'm afraid there's gonna be boobs."
  • "What the shit is this!?!"
  • "Why is one of those Russian castles being pulled apart; what the fuck?"
  • "Hide in shame."
  • "Oh, dios mio."
  • "Nah, screw it."
  • "What in mother Mary's name is this?"
  • "Why am I doing like this twerk-a-thon?"
  • "Am I a furry?"
  • "Shameful. Shame on you."
  • "Pronounce this."
  • "You know what seals the deal for me? When shit's got that rainbow tint to it..."
  • "Ohhhh... That's SONIC."
  • "Wait a minute, that music...."
  • "Woooooow."
  • "Let's see how they did this."
  • "That's just being so illiterate it's beyond anything else."
  • "Good face there, _____."
  • "It's Windows 2000...."
  • "What we have here is an enigma."
  • "Play it, maestro."
  • --> [ LINK THE MURDERER ] <--
  • "Is that a tinted mustache?!"
  • "What are you fuckin' wearing?"
  • "Yeah. Yeah! Yeah!!"
  • "This music is not helping at all."
  • "Let's see how big you can go."
  • "You know those advertisements on the internet that're like, 'try this new cure; I did and I got RIIIIIIIIIPPED'."
  • "Chest break?! Crack neck? Holy shit."
  • "Knock him out with a punch."
  • "Why are you having a conversation? He just went down cold."
  • "OH SHIT, 'E DIED."
  • "Go home. GO HOME."
  • "That's all I need, baby."
  • "Replace your sadness with piss."
  • "Can I body slam a BABY?!"
  • "Let's order a pizza."
  • "Nothing tastes as good as... Toilet joint pizza ghost party."
  • "Ghost... You want some pizza?"
  • "Oh no, what exactly is this?"
  • "I killed death. I killed a concept."
  • "Great. I've killed so many people that they blend into society now."
  • "That's just the weak leaving your body."
  • "I'm too busy to care. Fire? Whatever."
  • "The brain, brain, brain, brain, bRAIN."
  • "I'll be having children's tears on the rocks."
  • --> [ BEST OF DOS ] <--
  • "NAILED IT!"
  • "What's the worst that could happen?"
  • "I believe my patient is balls high."
  • "It's not brain surgery, but it is surgery."
  • "Strange, I've never seen a doctor operate with his bare hands before."
  • "How fucking dare you, alright?"
  • "I am back... for MORE."
  • "To understand surgery, you must also understand flesh."
  • "It's like crayons, but with more gore."
  • "I was a surgeon, but now I CAN FLY."
  • "The MIDI zone."
  • "Light the pipeweed."
  • "Put pipeweed in Frodo."
  • "YeeeAAAAH. YEAH. YEAH."
  • "I killed him 'cause he was hogging the bong!"

So Lucifer’s a popular tumblr blogger who hasn’t ever really posted anything personal on his blog. Ever.

Sam follows his account and really likes the content he puts out there and reads his tag rants and everything and concludes that this blogger guy, despite his irritable nature at times, is someone he admires on the internet.

Lucifer has a bad night at home and ends up crashing on his friend (and fellow blogger) Meg’s couch for a short while. He slugs back a few drinks and decides, fuck it, there are probably people online who’d like to ask him dumb 3 am type questions, so he offers to play slumber party games like bed/wed/behead and such.

Eventually, he gets into this back and forth thing with this Man-Of-Letters-somethingoranother who’s been following his account for a long time and is all nice to him and stuff, but has never really been afraid of calling him out on his shit (which Lucifer admires but he hasn’t mentioned that to the guy). They start playing a truth or dare game and go on for about an hour.

Sam gains, like, 30 some odd followers over the course of two or three hours, but all he can focus on is the fact that this popular blogger is semi-drunkenly playing slumber party games with him.

Lucifer picks truth a few times, and admits that he’s “100% single”, he has a giant family (including a fraternal twin brother), has fallen in love with Amanda Palmer’s music over the course of the past month, and that he once pooled money together with Meg to go buy a pet snake (which still resides in Meg’s flat). Sam admits that he’s “also 100% single”, is at college for pre-law, has recently gone into a Neko Case phase, music-wise, and hates creepy clowns.

Then Lucifer picks “dare”.

Sam tells him to post a picture or gif of himself.

Lucifer posts a gif around five minutes later of himself winking at the webcam on his computer, illuminated in the dark living room of Meg’s flat by the backlight alone, and clearly holding onto the neck of a bottle of wine in one hand.

Sam has a moment where he just pauses and stares at the screen.

Oh no. He’s single, he’s my age, and he’s hot.

…and he looks sort of familiar.

So naturally Lucifer dares Sam to do the same thing before Sam can figure out how he could possibly recognize the guy.

Sam posts a gif a few minutes later of himself smiling and giving a small, nervous wave at the camera, lit from the side by the warm glow of his bedside lamp.

Lucifer has a moment where he just pauses and stares at the screen. His inebriated mind slowly figures out what is keeping him from looking away.

Oh no. He’s single, he’s my age, and he’s hot.

…and he looks sort of familiar.

Oh wait.


Sam Winchester. The guy who sat in front of him in his religious studies class. The guy he drew sketches of in his notebook all last week because wow were his features unique and perfect for reference and…

…and Man-of-Letters-somethingsomethingsomething was Sam Winchester. That was all that mattered.

So he finally signs off and passes out for the night. So does Sam. The next day in class, Lucifer is almost totally over his killer hangover when Sam sits down in front of him. Lucifer grins and leans in close enough to drop a note onto Sam’s book while he’s looking away:

You know I think about you
Let me know you think about me, too

Sam looks surprised when he spots the note and pleased as he reads it.

Lucifer rests his head on his open copy of Milton’s Paradise Lost for the rest of class (he’s read it more times than he can count–he doesn’t need to pay attention this time). As everyone is dismissed, he feels a tap next to his temple. He looks up to see a note.

I could be your type

He smiles at it and gets this wonderful swelling feeling in his chest.

It’s like they were made for each other.