OMG!!! WHO ARE YOU YOU BEAUTIFUL PERSON?! I was reading it and, uh, it's amazing! Fucking anon Qween
hi, im a sasunaru fan not that active on tumblr but im writing a fic i thought you might like to read if thats your thing. its a slow burn and is called, "Wish of a Dying Man" on ao3. hope you like it!
can I prompt you? Jonmund reunion at Eastwatch, Jon gets swept off his feet and everyone's like "wait I thought you had a thing for Dany"
I chose to take this literally because it’s way funnier this way
Tormund ran to the gate as soon as the messenger arrived, eager to see Jon again. He’d missed him terribly these last few months alone at Eastwatch. The raven had said only that they were coming and not why, but he didn’t care to know the reasons. It didn’t matter.
The party was already standing just inside the gate when Tormund arrived. He saw Jon turn and smile at him as he came down the stairs into the yard, and he rushed across to meet Jon. In his excitement he couldn’t care less about what the others might think, and he wrapped his arms around Jon’s waist and picked him up off the ground.
Jon let out a small yell of protest and then submitted, laughing. He threw his arms around Tormund’s neck and kissed him – a quick peck, at the most, but it was enough.
Tormund put Jon down and turned to face the others. He couldn’t help but grin at their open-mouthed surprise. Jon looked over his shoulder at them as well, just a tad concerned.
Davos had a look of bemusement on his face, not quite as shocked as the others. He look at Jon. “I could have sworn you wanted to do that to the dragon queen,” He said. “I guess not.’
“You’re a fool, Davos,” Tormund said before Jon could respond. He smirked. “Even Edd figured it out long before you.” He ignored the shock on the other’s faces and turned to leave, guiding Jon with an arm slung over his shoulder. “Let’s get this over with so we can retire to my chambers, then?” He said, quiet enough that only Jon could hear.
Also imagine a future military/police AU where the world is really hierarchical so the top brass is full prestigious bloodlines including the Novaks. Cas is an ace investigator and he's never really thought about his privilege until people start whispering about two brothers who clawed their way to the top despite growing up dirt poor. He meets the Winchesters, who are both tactical geniuses and scary good combatants, but over time he finds himself drawn to the tall one with the (1/2)
(2/2) flowing hair and the dimples and the eclectic knowledge about all sorts of strange things that’s saved their asses on multiple cases. Sam has been sneaking looks at his SO with the incredibly blue eyes and the almost inhuman analytic mind and while he thinks the detective looks best in his black suit and blue tie, well damn, Cas can’t seem to get enough of Sam in his tactical gear. There’s no way their classist society would ever let them be together, but they seem to feel otherwise B)
OuO Goshhhh Ameorry~~ Cas who is good at his job but was born into it, and the Winchesters who earned the position and recognition by fighting tooth and nail for it. I bet Cas is drawn to Sam’s ridiculous dedication and work ethic—but who’s also not completely absorbed by the job like some of the other effective officers that Castiel knows, because Sam is down to earth and charming but incredibly focused. @u@ fullbody tactical SWAT gear pls
“In order to run away with her new love, she stole the body of a dead nun, placed it in the bed of her lover, and set the room on fire to cover their escape”
PETITION TO MAKE A MOVIE/TV SERIES ABOUT JULIE D'AUBIGNY.