lovers and mistresses

  • Missy: Oh, don’t be disgusting, we’re Time Lords, not animals. Try, nano-brain, to rise above the reproductive frenzy of your noisy little food chain, and contemplate friendship. A friendship older than your civilization and infinitely more complex.
  • also Missy: I hope my boyfriend wasn't too mean to you...He can be very mean sometimes. Except to me, of course, because he loves me so much.
  • also Missy: *makes out with Doctor against wall*
  • also Missy: My heart is maintained by the Doctor.
  • the Doctor: Two hearts.
  • also Missy: And both of them yours.
  • also Missy: Oh Clara, Clara, Clara. You know, I should shoot you in a jealous rage, now wouldn't that be sexy?
  • also Missy: Stop shouting, love....
  • also Missy: Ask me! Come on, you know you want to. You want to know what my plan is. You'll be surprised. I've got a gift for you. You know, I've been up and down your timeline, meeting all those silly people who died to keep you alive. And you know what I worked out? What you really need?...To know that you're just like me!
  • also Missy: I need you to know we're not so different. I need my friend back. Every battle, every war, every invasion. From now on, you decide the outcome.
  • also Missy: We can, we can go together [to Gallifrey], just you and me. Just like the old days.
  • Doctor: You'd be clapped in irons.
  • also Missy: If you like.
  • Clara: Since when do you care about the Doctor?
  • also Missy: Since always....
  • also Missy: Doctor, listen to me. I know traps. Traps are my flirting. This is a trap.
  • also Missy: Listen to that. The Doctor without hope. Nobody is safe now.
  • also Missy: The Doctor gave it to me when my daughter....
  • also Missy: *travels through a Dalek infested sewer and city in heels while keeping his pet safe* No. No, no, no, no. Doctor, what have you done? *runs towards danger to save the Doctor from his own stupidity*
  • also Missy: *laughs at the Doctor's sarcastic comeback like a schoolgirl with a massive crush*
  • also Missy: In a way, this is why I gave her to you in the first place. To make you see. The friend inside the enemy, the enemy inside the friend...Everyone's a bit of both, everyone's a hybrid.
  • also Missy: Please, I'll do anything. Just let me live...I'll be good, I promise. I'll turn, I'll turn good. Please. Teach me, teach me how to be good...I know I'm going to die. I have to say it, the truth. Without hope, without witness, without reward, I am your friend.
  • the Doctor: Of course she's not dead, she's a friend of mine. I may have fiddled with your wiring a little bit.
  • also Missy: *stays in Vault for decades even though she could escape at any time*
  • also Missy: C'est super. So, what have you got so far? *drapes herself across piano whilst encouraging the Doctor to puzzle out how to defeat the monks*
  • also Missy: *cries* ...You didn't tell me about this bit.
  • the Doctor: I'm sorry, but this is good.
  • also Missy: Okay.
  • also Missy: *peers shyly around console rotor*
  • also Missy: Sure, that's fine...But Doctor, please tell me, really. Are you alright?
  • also Missy: *cries* I don't even know why I'm crying. Why, why do I keep doing that now?
  • the Doctor: I don't know. Maybe you're trying to impress me.
  • also Missy: Yes. Probably some devious plan, that sounds about right.
  • the Doctor: Well the alternative would be much worse.
  • also Missy: Really?
  • the Doctor: The alternative is that this is for real and it's time for us to become friends again.
  • also Missy: Do you think so? *Takes step forward. The Doctor steps back, then tentatively takes Missy's hands in his own. Missy gasps in surprise.*
  • the Doctor: I don't know. That's the trouble with hope. It's hard to resist. *Lets go of Missy's hands and walks away.*
20 Reasons I Love My Mistress

1) She’s Understanding
2) Her Voice Is Really Calming
3) She Gives Me Motivation To Eat
4) She Keeps Me Calm In Stressful Situations
5) She Makes Me Feel Good About My Body
6) She Lets Me Tell Her About My Past
7) She Listens To My Rants About My Crazy Dreams
8) She’s Silly
9) She Can Always Cheer Me Up
10) She Makes Sure I’m Mentally Healthy
11) She Understands When I Don’t Want To Be Sexual
12) She Always Knows When Something’s Wrong, Even If I Don’t Say It
13) She Helps Me With My Math And History
14) She Knows How To Calm and Down When I Overthink
15) She Falls Asleep With Me
16) She Tells Me Stories When Im Little
17) She Lets Cum (If I Beg Lots 😂)
18) She’s Pretty , Even If She Doesn’t Think So
19) She’s Very Protective
20) She Said She Loved Me And Proved It.. ❤️

- Tiny Tiger🐯

wellreadfan  asked:

Top 5 historical moments with Washington and Lafayette?

5. Some top French brass, I can’t remember if is was Rochambeau or D’Estaing (I think it was D’Estaing) writing to Washington like, “Lafayette has challenged a British official to a duel, you have to stop him.” And Washington being like, “Jesus, it’s not like I can tell him what to do. I’ve already tried.” 

4. Washington writing a letter in which he “flirts with Lafayette’s wife” a woman he never met who was twice a mother of Lafayette’s children. I really love how every historian I know who talks about this letter is like, “My god! He’s actually playful! And writes for a very long time! And is so affectionate!” They can barely believe it. 

3. Lafayette writing a condolence letter to Martha after George’s death that is not at all subtle in re-affirming that he was George’s favorite. 

2. Sleeping under the same cloak after the Battle of Monmouth. A man who did not really like to be touched with any kind of familiarity by his peers letting Lafayette snuggle up next to him and go to sleep IN PUBLIC. Goddamn. 

1.  “At this moment we saw the Marquis, riding in full speed from the town, and, as he approached General Washington, threw his bridle on his horse’s neck, opened both his arms as wide as he could reach, and caught the General round his body, hugged him as close as it was possible, and absolutely kissed him from ear to ear once or twice as well as I can recollect with as much ardour as ever an absent lover kissed his mistress on his return.” - Actual quote in an actual letter by actual soldier St. George Tucker


Headcanon - Jack Sparrow

Request: “Hi! Can you please do a dating Jack Sparrow head canon? I looove your blog! Not enough people do pirates. Thank you!”

gifs are not mine.

Dating Jack Sparrow would include:

  • Being the coolest Dynamic Duo throughout the West-Indies
  • Being known as ‘that woman who tamed Jack Sparrow himself’
  • Occasionally stealing Jack’s hat and him saying nothing because he loves how it looks on you
  • Him taking you everywhere with the Black Pearl
  • You steering the ship whenever he’s busy with maps
  • Other crewmen trusting you as much as they trust Jack because you’ve proven yourself worthy and capable
  • Going together to Tortuga and you keeping an eye on Jack because everyone is aware of his appeal to rum
  • Some crewmen even joke that you are his lover while rum is his mistress
  • “She’s a shitty mistress then, because I can intoxicate much stronger.”
  • Visiting Will and Elizabeth from time to time
  • You two being protective of each other
  • Cuddling late at night in the bed while Jack tells you various stories of his adventures from before you’ve met
  • In general, setting the couple goals and enjoying your freedom together

Today I had the house to myself for about 7hrs. I smoked a few doobs, got fairly stoned, and drew some tarot cards of my favourite human and the ever beautiful @thighhighs-n-fries! When you’re missing the person, making art of them is the absolute next best thing!!



Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut


1) Yoongi

Autumn Leaves - Yoongi x Reader w/ supernatural powers 

2) Jungkook

Sparks -  Soulmate | Assassin | Royalty AU ~ Jungkook x You | Jimin x You

Zombie AU - moodboard


Originally posted by kissbbom


1) Jackson

Til Death Do Us Apart - Soldier AU (angst, ongoing) 

Getting Wet With Jackson - Drabble (fluff)

2) Mark

Never Ever - Mark x Idol!Reader 

3) Jinyoung

Flight Log: Descent - Fallen Angel!Jinyoung (oneshot) 


Originally posted by veriloquentmind


That’s Right, My Blood Type


EXO 101: A Crash Course

EXO as Your Boyfriend - Chanyeol Edition

EXO Being Sorted into Hogwarts Houses

EXO as Parks and Rec Characters 


1) Chanyeol

Terminal Love - Airport Meeting AU/Soulmate AU (ongoing) 

2) Jongdae

What is Love - Prince!AU (fluff, angst) 

3) Tao

Two Truths and a Lie - Drabble (fluff, humor) 

4) Yixing

Pour Up - Mafia AU (ongoing) 

5) Sehun 

The Sound of Music - Sehun x Disabled!Reader (ongoing?) 

The fuck…who are you?” - 5 Word Prompt Drabble (Angst) 

6) Kyungsoo

Your Move - Jealous!Ksoo oneshot (humor, fluff) 

7) Baekhyun

Rain - Drabble (fluff) 

Send My Love (To Your New Lover) - Mistress Fic (ANGST, happy ending) 

Baekhyun’s Birthday Box - Oneshot (humor, fluff - my first fic okay, don’t judge) 

Ain’t No Sunshine - Oneshot (angst, fluff) 

Beautiful: A Baekhyun Love Story - Jab Tak Hai Jaan!AU (angst, unfinished) 


Originally posted by marksonislovely

1) MORK (Mo x Mark)

2) FALYEOL (Fal x Chanyeol) 

This way, anyone having trouble using the mobile link will no longer have to worry ^^ 


Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Rated: Somewhere between fluff and angst, decide for yourselves.

Pairing: YutaxReader

Summary: Bodyguard Yuta and fulfilling duties.

“The security detail is unnecessary.” She said after patiently reading the file in her hand. And waiting for the appropriate opportunity.

“It’s just precaution. I can’t send you to an international conference without someone to protect you. Think about how preposterous that is.” He used his politician voice.

“Why are you sending me to an international conference at all? Just send some staff, that’s what they’ll think I am anyway right?” She tried to keep her voice as respectful as possible.

“It made the most sense.” His voice sounded like he didn’t want to discuss this anymore. She didn’t want to say that she suspected he was just keeping an eye on her.

By the time she got back to the room, her bags had already been packed and an incredibly luxurious outfit was displayed on the bed. She called for the maid in attendance, she didn’t need to ask to know what she wanted at this hour and soon her tea was brought to her. She sat by the marble fireplace and stared into the fire for too long till the maid interrupted. She said something in her words that she had come to understand as ‘someone is here’ and nodded to let them come in.

“Miss, I’ll be your chauffeur for this trip.” His voice was clipped and void of emotion but something else caught her eye.

“You speak English?” She turned to him a little surprised.

“And fourteen other languages Miss, I will also be your translator if you so wish.” She got up with a small smile playing at her lips.

“I know twenty languages, soldier. Are you a soldier?” She walked up to him.

“In official capacity I’m your security detail Miss.” His gaze never shifted away from whatever it was fixated on straight ahead.

“And in unofficial capacity?” She stood right in front of him.

“I’m afraid I cannot answer that.” His voice didn’t falter.

“Okay security detail, what do I call you by? What is your name?” There was an harshness on her voice that was projection in it’s most basic forms.

“Eggshell 549-” She cut him off.

“No your real name, I don’t care about your silly nicknames. I need to know the name of the man who holds my life is in hands. As I’m told.” She smiled.

“Nakamoto Miss, Nakamoto Yuta.” He said obediently.

“Nice to meet you Yuta, I hope we can have a pleasant weekend.” She dismissed him after that to get ready.

The first few hours after arrival were spent meeting dignitaries, smiling at cameras and everything in between. She looked back at herself standing over her clothes wondering why she needed to be dressed up for a flight. He stood behind her the whole time, it was unnerving, like someone breathing down your neck literally all the time. Like she didn’t already have the figurative version of that. But she was compliant and she was in public.

“Could you get the Prince and I a drink?” She turned to Yuta after reaching the point of needing a little space, quite literally. He seemed hesitant but he was instructed to follow orders.

“You’ll get used to it, eventually.” The prince’s statement made her turn to him looking lost, “Oh, the people always around you, the bodyguards. I can tell you’re new to this. Just don’t treat them like people, they’re glorified bulletproof vests. Those, though cheap, don’t look good in pictures.” His smug grin was the worst part of his statement. She smiled and excused herself.

After a few minutes of standing out in the balcony there was a knock behind her that made her turn and her features soften on sight.

“You found me, sorry if you had to look around for too long.” She said, turning back to stare at the large expanse of green nothingness.

“I was right by you Miss, I thought you needed space, but I also got one of the other guards to get you the drink.” He walked up and handed her a glass of Champagne. She sighed when she registered his words.

“You heard what he said.” It wasn’t a question, Yuta didn’t answer.

“Everyone here are terrible people who do horrible things. What they say doesn’t matter, all these people here are a hair away from dictatorships and Oligarchies. They aren’t exactly in line for being good people.” She turned to him with kind eyes and a convincing tone.

“I don’t take offense Miss, that is not my job.” His answer was so simple that a laugh bubbled up her throat as the bubbles of the Champagne slipped in, “Also it may not be my place, but not everyone here is horrible.” She turned to him before she could stop herself.

“Let’s go now, I need a cleanse before the Ball tonight if I’m to survive three more days of this circus.” She sighed and turned to make her way out, “Can you get me out of here without anymore small talk?” Her eyes held the desperate plea her trained voice didn’t allow.

“I am here to serve you Miss.” He said and spoke into some device on his wrist.

On the second day of the conference, she decided to wake up early and personally go thank her team, when she went to the floor her staff was assigned to, she saw a white board with her name on it from afar, upon approaching the people, they rubbed it off urgently before she could see.

“Can I help you Miss?” One of the guards asked dutifully, but she noticed the bead of sweat slide down his temple in a well air-conditioned room. She turned at the sound of the door opening to see Yuta walk in, his jaw clenching.

“I,” She hesitated, looking around at the seemingly nervous people in the room. “I came to thank you all for your incredible help.” She forced a smile, “I have asked that you all be given a generous breakfast spread. You can go down the hall for that.” They all thanked her and bowed away.

“What was happening here?” She asked Yuta once everyone else had left.

“Ma’am-” His voice was a little less robotic.

“Tell me.” She said, not turning to look at him, he still hesitated.

“That’s an Order Mr. Nakamoto.” Her voice was quiet but authority in it didn’t need to be addressed.

“They have a wager.” He closed his eyes and sighed.

“On what?” Her voice was still plain, lacking any feel.

“On what you are to the, to the President.” She didn’t turn but he noticed her back tense for a moment.

“Who am I to the President?” Her voice was cautious.

“They’re betting on what position you have to get,” He paused, feeling like he said too much.

“To get to represent him at this conference.” She completed his thought, “What are the wagers?” She asked

“Ma’am?” He said confused.

“What do they think I am? What are the different wagers they are betting on?”

“Extortion, his son’s lover, daughter, mistress, spy.” He bit the inside of his cheek

Did you also bet?” She didn’t sound angry, “It’s okay, I’m not mad, I’m just curious. I want to know what you bet on.” She still didn’t face him.

“I did not partake in this Miss.”

“I see.” He heard her take a deep sigh then turn with a smile.

“What is a human being without curiosity right?” She brushed down her dress, not waiting for an actual reply.

“You will join me for breakfast at the Ballroom? Or you can eat down the hall with your colleagues. Whatever you like.”

“I go where you go Miss.” He said with finality.

Yuta woke up to his phone ringing loudly, his current roommate groaned at the disturbance but turned over and went back into deep sleep once he answered.

“Is something wrong Miss?” Yuta was already putting on clothes.

“You will do anything I ask you to right?” She said after a moment’s hesitation. Yuta sat back down, confused but clear on protocol.

“If it is in my Jurisdiction Miss.” He said carefully.

“Can you get me a packet of barbecue chips and a bottle of vodka?”

In less than half an hour, the doorbell rang and she rushed to it.

“You’re like the pizza guy. I almost didn’t recognise you without a suit” She giggled, turning around to let him come in.

“Ma’am are you okay?” He asked, placing the bag in his hand on a table.

“I finished everything in the minibar. Oops?” She giggled again. She turned around like she had to recall something and turned back with realisation, walking towards the plastic bag Yuta had put down.

“Miss do you think it’s alright to be drinking more?” She laughed at his words.

“Of course it’s not alright. Nothing about my life is alright. So I will drink cheap vodka bought at a convenience store if I need to Mr. Nakamoto.” He seemed to hold back something he wanted to say after that.

“I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that.” She sighed, picking up the Bottle.

“Want a sip?” She pushed the bottle under his nose.

“I don’t drink on duty Miss.” He said.

“You aren’t on duty right now, this place is more secure than Hell, nothing is going to happen, so drink.” She pushed it up, after a bit more hesitating he took a tiny sip, his face contorting immediately after. She laughed again.

“Wuss.” She said and took a large gulp from the bottle.

“What did you bet on?” She spoke up after a long, oddly comfortable silence.

“I didn’t wager on your identity Miss

“Can I trust you Nakamoto Yuta?”

“It is my duty serve you Miss.” He recited, she just clicked her tongue.

“No Robocop, Can I trust you? Not with my life, not with my safety. Can I trust you?” For the first time he turned to look at her, really look.

“Yes.” He said simply.

“I’m his illegitimate child. Who he feels bad for because her Mother died, leaving her in his care.” She whispered and laughed, “I’m not a spy, I’m not manipulating his son, nothing half as interesting. I’m just his Bastard.” She sighed like it felt good to get off her chest.

“His son is off overseeing immigrant security and his daughter, his real daughter, is too busy going to clubs and being a liability, so here I am. I’m the only other person sworn by blood, if not duty, to be on his side.” For the first time he heard anger in her voice.

“I-I know.” He hesitated again. She turned to him looking confused, but his features softened at the tears on the brim of her eyes.

“When I was first recruited, my first mission was to bring you to your dad. I was one of the people he send to bring you to him.” This time she was the one who really looked at him, she squinted and came to close without realising. Suddenly her eyes relaxed and she pushed back with joy.

“I remember you!” His heart was suddenly thumping.

“You were the one who came to me before the funeral right? You gave me my mother’s pearls, said my mother left them with my father for me.” His heartbeat was suddenly far worse.

“The commanding officer handed me this because I was the new one.” He said with a smile she didn’t see.

“You told me the pain eventually fades into a memory. That it won’t hurt this much anymore.” He bit his lip at her recollection.

“How are you so red you only had a small sip.” She touched his cheek and it somehow got much worse.

“I think you’re catching something Yuta.” She put her hand on his forehead and he pushed back coughing.

“I’m fine Miss. I’ll go rest after you go to bed.” His best professional voice was back. She let out a small chuckle.

“I get the message. I’ll stop drinking now. Sorry today was just one long day.” She sighed again.

“You don’t have to justify yourself to me,” He turned to her, then immediately turned away, “Miss.” He added. She nodded and turned to walk as he followed behind her.

Once she sat down at the edge of the bed he handed her a glass of water and a painkiller.

“You’ll thank me tomorrow.” He said and she smiled and accepted.

“Good Night Miss.” He said as she slid into the bed.

“Good Night Yuta.” She sighed sleepily, he was yet again betrayed by his eagerly beating heart who enjoyed that sentence a lot for some odd reason.

When she woke up the next morning, she turned to the bed stand to find a large bottle of water and a plain white card on the table. She flipped open the card and smiled at the two simple words on the crisp white background.

‘Happy Birthday.’

I hope someday you don’t write such sad and dark quotes only because the thoughts haunt you, I hope you see that you can be happy even in this cruel world, I hope you see the light within yourself and that you glow, that you provide visibility to so many in darkness, so many in need. I hope one day you see that you are a good person. I hope one day you stop over thinking so much and forgive yourself for everything you think you’ve ever done wrong and even for everything that you haven’t done wrong but somehow blame yourself for. 
I hope someday you find someone, the best person for that would be your own self, who makes you believe that you are not a monster.
I hope one day you become the artist, the musician, the poet you always dreamed of becoming and I really hope you don’t forget me by then and that we don’t lose this friendship.
p.s.: now this part is written after our last conversation and I really hope you do this,
Please stop trying to reach death before it tries to reach you. I don’t want to see death as your friend, lover, wife or mistress! It’s your fate not your goal.
FE8 Paired Endings, English vs. Japanese

For the most part, the English endings were pretty faithful to the Japanese versions, but I found some interesting points that were either lost or ambiguous in the English version. Because of the way the languages work, the Japanese version can fit more info than the English version can. So most of the paired ending changes amount to having an extra sentence or so.

Tana and Cormag - The Japanese version has an added detail that Cormag quickly became Tana’s close aide after he was knighted into Frelia’s service, and she placed an enormous amount of trust in him.

Joshua and Natasha - JP version states that the reason why the nomadic Joshua stayed put was because he had a beloved wife at home. But nothing changed his gambling addiction.

Joshua and Gerik - In terms of the ending, it’s not much different. But it details that in Jehanna’s prosperous years after Joshua’s rise to the throne, Gerik was always by his side.

Eirika and Seth - Their ending in the JP version makes a bit more sense than the English one, given the context of their A-Support. Seth was opposed to the marriage between a royal and her vassal, but with Ephraim’s matchmaking and Eirika’s strong will, he decided not to suppress his feelings anymore and agreed to marry her.

Franz and Amelia - It details that their daughter had Franz’s faithfulness and Amelia’s cheerfulness. Also, it’s implicit in the English version but the JP version explicitly says that their daughter served in Renais’ army.

Vanessa and Innes - Vanessa and Innes became lovers and were never married (English version just says that she moved into Castle Frelia, JP version explicitly says she moved there to be Innes’ 愛人, which means mistress/lover). When they had a child together, nobody kicked up a fuss and their child was regarded as a blessing to all, so possibly Innes never married to begin with (or Frelia has no stigma against these things).

Garcia and Ross - Ross’ son’s favorite phrase was “I want to be manlier than even dad and grandpa!”

Kyle and Lute - The biggest change I’ve seen so far. The “and Kyle dedicated himself to his [son’s] upbringing” doesn’t exist in the Japanese version at all. Instead, it takes the “Lute studied their son’s baffling habits” line that’s also in the Artur-Lute ending.

L’Arachel and Innes - Like Seth-Eirika, this pairing makes more sense in the JP version. It explains that because of their constant attempts to outdo one another, sea trade between their countries flourished like never before. And then they fell in love.

Gerik and Tethys - Details that the two were perfect partners, and they lived happily ever after. (This “lived happily ever after” appears a lot in the JP FE8 paired endings.)

Myrrh and Saleh - At first, the villagers wanted to worship her from a distance, which made her withdraw from them. Saleh served as a mediator and communicated her feelings to the villagers.

Ross and Amelia - Also ends with Ross’ son’s favorite phrase, but without the grandpa part.

Innes and Eirika - The feeling of the ending is a bit different. Unlike the English version where she “acknowledges” her feelings for him, the JP version uses the same language as with Seth in his ending with Eirika; she couldn’t hide her feelings for him anymore or she realized just how much she liked him.

“I would Love you ten years before the Flood,

and you should, if you please, refuse

till the conversion of the Jews.

My vegetable love should grow

vaster than the empires, and more slow;

An hundred years should go to praise

thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze.”

- Andrew Marvell, “To His Coy Mistress”

anon-foreverandever  asked:

Your thoughts on Daemon "I'll marry and murder my way to the Iron Throne" Targaryen? Another "Gerold the Goddamn Darkstar"? (Why do I like that tag so much? must be the God-damn) The guy seems nothing but an adrenaline driven man who is simply way too competent at being evil, but no special circumstances behind it like Euron who is the rogue protegee of that crow (besides y'a know, dragon family). What villains barring the Lannisters, LFinger-er , Varys and Illyrio are well developed for you?

Well, Daemon Targaryen is a very interesting character. A “rogue” for sure, certainly villainous, kind of a douchebag, but also a remarkably charismatic and seductive one. Both within the story and to the reader… there’s a reason why this picture gets so many “ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique” responses, why his most frequent fancasts are Jason Isaacs or Alan Rickman (both famous for playing fan-favorite seductive villains). I wouldn’t say he’s “way too competent at being evil” because not everything he does is evil – the King’s Landing City Watch became far more organized and effective under his leadership, and ending the Triarchy control and eliminating piracy in the Stepstones was a very good thing. Also, if you lean Black in the Dance (as I do when I’m not “a plague on both your houses”, which is most of the time), then his strategy to take Harrenhal as a base in the Riverlands was an excellent and effective one and not at all “evil” (nothing brutal there at all unlike Aemond’s techniques), and also the battle over the Gods Eye was frickin’ awesome. (Also Aemond was a far bigger douchebag and I’m glad Daemon killed him.)

Re his relationships, I think Daemon really was fairly in love with Laena, not just using her – she was farther down the line of succession than he was – and I think there was also more to his relationship with Rhaenyra than just getting close to the throne. His relationships with Mysaria and Nettles were also pretty nice, considering their informality, and I can imagine he was fairly devoted and good to them while they were his lovers. (That Mysaria became Rhaenyra’s mistress of whisperers during the Dance is… kind of interesting to think about, mind you.) Also he helped raise some pretty darn good kids, especially the girls, which means he can’t have been all bad. However, his reported habit of deflowering maidens is creepy (thanks GRRM!), the (probably didn’t actually happen but still) reported sexual “training” of Rhaenyra is super-creepy (thanks GRRM!), and it’s a fact he treated Rhea Royce abominably. (A marriage that just should not have happened, ah well.) And there’s nothing whatsoever you can say in his defense re his “a son for a son” scheme to kill one of Aegon’s sons after Luke’s death. But, yeah, when it comes down to it, he probably would have been a fucking terrible prince consort – if the Dance hadn’t happened and Rhaenyra had succeeded as queen, I wouldn’t doubt there’d be another kind of Dance of the Dragons between her and Daemon’s parties some years later, probably with him using (his own son) Aegon as a proxy vs her support of (the obvious Strong bastard) Jace as the heir to the throne.

Personality-wise, Daemon strikes me as an Oberyn-type – physically adept, mentally quick, fierce to anger – albeit more far more ambitious than Oberyn and far less loyal to his brother, but gosh it would have been so much better if he’d been the viper to Viserys’s grass, no? And personality sorting is easy: ESTP, enneagram type 8 (7-wing), chaotic neutral, Slytherin. Also, some relevant creator quotes about Daemon:

“Rhaenyra’s second husband is probably the most remarkable, and maybe infuriating as well, Targaryen who ever lived since Aegon and his sisters. I suppose you’d call him an adventurer.” – Elio Garcia

“A rogue if there ever was one.” – GRRM

“Daemon was a bad bad boy but fun to write about.” –GRRM

And last but not least, I highly recommend this post for how I really feel about talking about Daemon Targaryen. ;)

Re developed villains that I enjoy reading about… um, there are many? (Especially if you branch out from GRRM.) In ASOIAF the ones you listed are a given, yes, but ask me again sometime, I don’t want to shift from the Daemon-focus on this post too much. (Though ftr I don’t believe in the Euron-as-Bloodraven-protégé theory, at all.) Anyway, hope this helps!


Historical Couples → Charles II of England and Nell Gwyn 

↳ Pray good people be civil, I am the Protestant whore!“ The tale of an uneducated brothel keepers daughter and orange vender whose turn as an actress caught the eye of the King can only be described as a temporary Cinderella story. Nell established herself as the King’s “country mistress” and the two would spend countless hours in Charles’ country manors fishing, watching horse matches or swimming in the Fleet River. Charles was enamored with Nell, and was persuaded to give her one of his homes so that she and their two sons could remain close to him and the court. In the home, she had a four poster bed made that depicted her and Charles in the headboard. Nell unlike Barbara Castlemaine who many deemed shrill and conniving, was adored by the people for her common background and fun personality and would often open her door to find flowers and small gifts left for her and her sons. The adoration lasted for 14 years until Charles died in 1685. On his deathbed, some of his last words were dedicated to Nell, begging that she be given an allowance so that she would not suffer in his absence. On Nell’s part, she had lost her best friend and suffered on for over two years before dying at the age of 37 from a venereal disease that had likely been passed on to her from Charles.

The Names I Have for My Goddesses
  • Hel: The Bone Lady
  • Frau Holda: The Snow Witch
  • Frigg: The Future-Spinner
  • Freyja: The Most Beautiful Death
  • Sol: The Fire-Keeper
  • Sigyn: The Weeping Mother
  • Mordgud: The Darkest Knight
  • Eir: The White Hands
  • Brigid: The Forger of Words and Fires
  • Idunn: The Youth Dealer
  • Sif: The Harvesting Lady
  • Jord: The Tiller
  • Snotra: Miss Manners
  • Saga: The Historian
  • Angrboda: Monstress
  • Fulla: The Secrets’ Lover
  • Ran: The Tide Mistress
  • Loki: The Broken Monarch
Hurts So Good (Jim Gordon x Reader) - NSFW One Shot

Originally posted by gobblepotfans

Kink challange: Something New + Biting (marking, nipping, chewing) + Bruises and other wounds.

Requested by @amandajuly81: Reader wants to try light BDSM with a usually vanilla Jim. Reader dominant, Jim ends up like being sub. 

A/N: Here you go sweetie. Hope you will enjoy it :)

Warnings: Pure Porn, Explicit Sexual Content, Bondage, Oral, Biting.

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Quick offering to Hathor this morning to start the day. Offered incense and some blood orange tea.

Dua, Hathor. Golden one,
She who brings young lovers together.
Dua, Hathor. Mistress of all,
She who gives happy lives.
Dua, Hathor. Beautiful of face,
She who places joy in my heart.

Happy Valentine’s everyone 💖