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oioii tudo bem? voce consegue achar icons para essas headers? eu fiz elas mas achar icon ta sendo impossivel :(
sorry for the wait lovely! i tried to color match bc ofc akotsk has this obscure color grading (kinda like half blood prince) that matches absolutely nothing
this might be an unpopular opinion and a very sensitive subject to some … but i feel like it’s something worth talking about (plz yall don’t come at at me 😭)
[edit: keep me in ur prayers 😪 i’ve already gotten anon hate and it’s been five minutes. can y’all at least read the whole post before detonating in my inbox?? 😭]
i’m fully aware that ppl should be free to write whatever they want I guess… especially in a universe like got / asoiaf, where dark and uncomfortable themes are kind of … the point. GRRM writes abt a lot of messed-up stuff on purpose. still, i can’t lie: whenever i see targ!incest being heavily romanticized in fics, especially in AKOTSK era, it really makes me uncomfortable to say the least
a big part of the issue is that incest often gets treated as something that’s just “natural” or unavoidable for targaryens, when that’s not actually true across all eras. if you look at the history, incest wasn’t just a cultural habit, it had a very specific reason. the targaryens did it mainly to keep the ability to ride dragons within the family.
but during AKOTSK era, dragons were already extinct. and that’s a HUGE detail. and so without dragons, there was no real reason to keep marrying inside the family. canon reflects that pretty clearly. most targaryens during that time married outside the house, usually for political alliances. without dragons, house targaryen wasn’t untouchable anymore, so alliances mattered more than blood purity.
ppl sometimes argue that incest didn’t happen bc there weren’t enough targaryen women around, but even that’s shaky. aerion had sisters and there were other female relatives, yet incest still wasn’t the norm. that alone shows it wasn’t seen as necessary, even by the targaryens themselves during that time.
it’s also important to remember that incest was never really accepted by westeros as a whole. even when the targaryens had dragons, people tolerated it out of fear, not approval. the faith + smallfolks condemned it, and most of the realm saw it as wrong or disturbing. so the idea that it was ever truly “normal” in-universe is kind of misleading.
and this is where i think fandom sometimes misses the point: just because grrm writes a lot of incest doesn’t mean we’re supposed to ship it. he includes incest to show how power, obsession with bloodlines + superiority complexes rot ppl from the inside. it’s meant to be uncomfortable. it’s part of the tragedy, not a love story. depiction isn’t endorsement.
so when incest gets treated as romantic, inevitable, or even desirable, especially in an era where it doesn’t really make sense canon-wise, it just feels … off to me. i’m not saying ppl shouldn’t write what they want. everyone has their own tastes and creative freedom. i just personally don’t like those dynamics and i find it weird how normalized they’ve become when the story itself shows that targaryens didn’t always do that and often chose not to.
this is just my opinion ofc, not a judgment. it’s simply discomfort based on canon and what I’ve been seeing lately :)
might get burned after saying this but oh well
note : i’m fully aware that, historically, it was common for nobility to marry within their own circles. major houses in places like westeros intermarried constantly (sometimes with minor houses, sometimes with other great houses) so realistically, they’re probably all related in some way. and since the series is heavily inspired by the wars of the roses, it’s not exactly shocking to see dynastic marriages that echo european royal history. back then, cousin marriages and even aunt/nephew unions weren’t unheard of among royalty. so yes, in terms of historical plausibility, it fits the source material
what i’m saying tho is smth slightly different. when it comes to certain characters (like baelor targaryen, who was portrayed as unusually progressive for his time) it can feel extremely ooc to pair him romantically with his daughter, sister or niece. based on how he’s written, he doesn’t strike me as someone who would support or engage in incestuous relationships. so when i see those pairings, it’s less about historical accuracy and more abt characterization. sometimes it just feels jarringly inconsistent and occasionally even a bit uncomfortable
AND TO BE CLEAR i’m not telling anyone what they should or shouldn’t write. i’m the first to say that fandom is about creative freedom and ppl can ship or write whatever they want. it’s just an opinion i wanted to share because i’ve been seeing a lot of this in akotsk x reader/oc fics over the past few weeks
edit : had to add this shady post which was obvi abt me :
to which i’ll simply respond with this reply from @eurydycee who articulated far better than i did what i was trying to say in my original post:
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Where fraternal souls sing identical things
And it’s beautiful
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ in which your girlfriend got a little too heated watching you perform on stage and couldn't wait until you two got home before she could touch you┊1.3k words
contains: probably ooc se-mi (we don't really know too much about her but my hyperfixation has deluded me to believe my own headcanons that were created by the bit we saw her in s2), sex, mentions of strap, needy reader and needy se-mi, fingering, pet names, se-mi licking your cum off her fingers, praise kink
author's note: i really don't have an excuse for writing this other than i'm on my period... also, this has not been proofread and there's probably slightly grammar or spelling errors--i will fix this over the next week
God, you were hot.
Se-mi could watch you perform all day, every day. Those tight outfits your management had you wear, the dances that went along with it. She just couldn't get enough.
She spent half your concert in the Jamsil Arena tonight with her hands covering her red face, knowing it'd be too inappropriate to try and touch herself to you with your rabid fans chanting your sounds around her.
But nonetheless, she was obsessed.
When the concert finally ended, and you took your final bows--thanking the crowd for attending, Se-mi's feet couldn't possibly carry herself quicker to your dressing room in the back of the arena. She was already sitting on the edge of the vanity when you arrived, her face flushed and her arms crossed. Her eyes piercing yours as you entered, looking all over your show costume. She loved it on you, but she desperately would've rather seen it on the ground right now.
Your brows furrowed slightly, looking over at your girlfriend with a faint smile. "What's that look for?" You asked, tilting your head as you approached. Bad, bad idea.
Se-mi's arms uncrossed and she reached for your hips, holding onto the fabric of your tight skirt--tugging you closer to her. She leaned over you slightly, looking down at your slightly surprised expression. Se-mi's face found the crook of your neck, gently kissing the skin there--her piercing cold against your sweaty skin.
Your body relaxed slightly under her touch, as it did every time she touched you. Your arms wrapped around her shoulders, holding on tight. "I can't stay for long," you hummed a reminder in her ear. "I only came in to change before the meet and greets."
Se-mi stopped kissing your shoulder, letting out an annoyed sigh. Fuck. She knew that, but she couldn't help herself. Her panties were already soaked from watching your performance, and now that she actually had her hands on you... she didn't think she could stop just yet. "I can be quick."
Before you could even protest, Se-mi flipped you two around and set you on the desk of the vanity in your dressing room. Her mouth found yours and kissed you roughly, enjoying the sounds of surprise that came from you. One of her hands went up into your hair, her fingers threading through your h/c strands. You groaned as she leaned you back to rest against the mirror, kissing her back with as much fervor as she was doing to you.
Your hands came up and rested on where her breasts rested beneath her shirt. No bra, of course, you mused to yourself. Letting out a breathy laugh as Se-mi's head fell back when you squeezed slightly.
Se-mi pulled back from the kiss, her eyes looking over you as you touched her breasts. "Don't tease me, princess," she groaned, eyelids drooping slightly. "Or you might just have to cancel your fan meets for you because I won't let you leave this room." Her hand fell from your hair, tracing the curve of your jaw with the pad of her finger. You should be thankful you weren't back at your shared apartment, or she might've just just fucked you with her strap until dawn.
Her lips went back to the skin between your neck and your shoulder, her hands moving to work on your lower regions. She lifted you slightly with one hand, the other sliding beneath your skirt and tugging down your black panties. Letting them slide down past your knees, resting around your feet.
One of Se-mi's hands went to your cunt, her fingers circling your folds almost teasingly. The cold metal of her rings on your inner thighs making you gasp. Your hands, that were now holding her waist, tightening their grip. A whine following.
"So wet for me already?" Se-mi asked, laughing coldly, the tip of her pointer finger lightly ghosting over your early leakage. "You make my job so easy, babe."
You let out a whimper at her words, legs opening wider. A silent plead for her slender fingers to enter. Instead, her hand slipped out from between your legs--a whimper emitting from your pink lips. She lifted you off the desk, holding you princess style; one hand under your knees and the other under your back. She carried you over to the couch in the dressing room and sat herself down on the red fabric, with you sitting on her lap.
One arm wrapped around your waist tightly, not letting you budge an inch. Her lips found the back of your neck, kissing and sucking on the soft skin. God she was obsessed with you.
Her other hand coaxed your legs to spread apart, this time her fingers wasted no time to enter your cunt. A grin breaking out on her slightly chapped lips as she listening to your loud gasp.
"Shh, shh... be quite, babe," Se-mi said slowly in your left ear as her fingers slid in and out of your wet vagina. "Can't let other people hear us, now can we?"
You shook your head, trying to keep quiet so no arena workers or anyone on your management could hear your sounds of pleasure. But it was so hard to keep quiet when Se-mi made you feel so good.
It didn't help when her hand that was holding your waist slipped under your cropped shirt and gently lifted one of your breasts out of your bra--her thumb circling your nipple.
"F-fuck, Se-mi," you whimpered quietly from the simultaneous pleasure from your cunt and now her touching your breast. Your body was hot, even more than while you were dancing on stage, courses of pleasure hitting you like a truck. As her fingers' pace quickened up, you felt as if you were a balloon and about to explode from pleasure.
"Good girl," Se-mi cooed, continuing her ministrations. Her rings brushing against your folds, making you shiver. "You're doing so good for me, babe. Your flushed expression is so pretty." She could practically feel your cunt get even more wet at her praises.
Her fingers went deeper inside you, pace quickening. She could hear your breaths get quicker, knowing you were trying so hard to keep your noises hushed. Your back arched against Se-mi front, your hands gripping her thighs as pleasure continuously rolled over you.
Se-mi's fingers continued to pump in and out of you for the next minute or so before she targeted your g-spot, leaving no mercy on your cunt. Eventually, you let out a loud noise--to which she quickly dropped your breast and covered your mouth--as an orgasm rolled over you. Making your vagina throb and your heart race as you came all over her pointer and middle fingers that were inside you.
Once she knew you could be quiet, she gently took her hand off your mouth and brushed her fingers against your cheek gently. "Such a good girl," she said softly, kissing the skin of your shoulder. She admired your flushed expression from the aftermath of her fingering you. She gently took her fingers out of you as you calmed down, her eyes soft and making sure you were alright. She wrapped her arm around your neck slightly, licking off your cum from her fingers. Smirking slightly as she felt you watching from the corner of your eye.
Once her fingers were clean, she licked the residue off of lips and looked over at you. "You okay, babe?" She asked as your breaths calmed down, her eyes slightly worried.
You let out a huff of a laugh, nodding against her. "What do you think?" You said, the corner of your mouth lifting slightly.
"Just wanted to make sure I didn't go too hard or hurt you. I know my rings have been uncomfortable in the past," Se-mi clarified, pursing her lips. "I got ahead of myself this time."
"I'm okay, it-- god, that felt good," you groaned, resting your back against her front. "Perhaps I need to slot in time after each show so we can have some alone time."
Se-mi laughed, nuzzling her face into your neck. "Or I can just make up for lost time back at home all night instead," she sang out, grinning teasingly. After a few moments of just holding you, letting the two of you bask in each other's presence, she tucked your breast back into your bra and pulled your shirt back down. "C'mon, let's go get you changed and normal enough," Se-mi said, kissing your cheek with her damp lips before gently lifting you off of her.
Your only issue now was how you were going to act normal meeting your adorings fans after just being fingered senseless.
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