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🔮 + picture?

send me a crystal ball “🔮” and i’ll tell you a character’s future through a snippet/tarot/lyrics/fable

“orpheus and eurydice” - for duncan targaryen

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very fun ask game so of course I'm sending in a 🔮

send me a crystal ball “🔮” and i’ll tell you a character’s future through a snippet/tarot/lyrics/fable

“at the end of the brothers grimm fairytale cinderella, the stepsister cuts off her toes and heel until she can no longer walk in order to fit into shoe but still cannot fit into the shoe and does not win the prince”

- for rana bolton in honour among fools

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pinterest tag game

search; song, colour, vibe, outfit, art, quote to make your own pinterest mood board! just pick the first pics that pop up and post them in that order !

thank you for the tag @rottengrowls and @melyjlovesocs

tagging anyone! have fun ❤️

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send me a crystal ball “🔮” and i’ll tell you a character’s future through a snippet/tarot/lyrics/fable (anything else people can think of, get creative 🥰)

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Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers//non-negotiable, positivity is cool

thank you for the ask ❤️

1. my public speaking is really good now, i can deliver presentations super well (important for my degree)

2. i get less anxious when making friends which used to be a really big issue with me

3. my teeth - spent a lot of time and pain on a brace and i think it payed off

4. my writing - or at least storytelling? i think i make a good story even if i don’t write it

5. my art improvement - i’d really stagnated and i think i’ve seen improvement

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People you'd like to get to know better

Thank you for the tag @rottengrowls and @melyjlovesocs

last song: "since i told you it's over" stereophonics

last book: the final revival of opal and nev

last movie: blade runner 2049

favourite colour: pink

spicy, sweet, or savoury: difficult but i have to go with sweet

last show: joan (itv drama)

current obsession: being playing read dead again, can never escape i fear

last search: slavic folklore (for fic writing - ps would love to chat with anyone that knows more slavic/european folklore)

looking forward to: finishing another chapter of honour among fools

No pressure tags: @darkwolf76 @weltsarchives @tremendouswolfsaladranch

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9 for the fic writer ask game 👀

9 ⧽. tell us about a wip/idea that you're excited about!

Thank you for the ask! 🩷

Other than the WIPs I've already talked about or mentioned when I hinted at some OCs, the puddle of AUs for Unweathered Love is growing.

After pondering over this ask, I thought about some of the worst possible realities for both Elayne and Gawen, and these What-If scenarios popped up in my head:

• Elayne is arranged to marry Larys Strong

• Gawen gets unknowingly proclaimed as part of Aegon's kingsguard

A marriage between Elayne and Larys is a huge step into power for Larys. He has Elayne in his leverage and thus, due to Elayne's ties to both Alicent and Aegon, a leash on Alicent and Aegon. My girl is straight up miserable, feeling betrayed by Larys and most importantly her father, but can't help but to settle into this reality. The only consolation is that Elayne is able to stay close to Helaena and the family that she's found in the Red Keep. I'm gnawing on this AU a lot, though I'm not sure if I'll write anything big about it.

When Aegon gets crowned, he proclaims Gawen as one of the kingsguard without actually talking to Gawen and planning it behind his back. Gawen is torn between his duty as heir and his love for Aegon, but he's still furious with Aegon. Aegon acted for selfish reasons, wanting stability and loyalty when he sees little of it in his new court. Gawen is torn about what to do, since he wants to be close to Aegon, and that position would allow him to do so, but he has also prepared for the role as heir his whole life. Again, not sure how much energy I'll pour into this concept, but I wanted to share it regardless.

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WIP snippet Wednesday Monday

Thank you for tagging me, @mattsmithinanewwig <3 Here's a bit of the OC x Joaquín Torres fic I'm working on, which is part of the my Broken Bonds fanfic universe canon. It's approximately set between the events of Endgame and TFATWS, but I'm still working out BB's timeline, so everything's subjected to change.

“You got an Instagram account?” asked Sam as they headed back to the others. Lionel made space for Joaquín to sit, which he accepted gladly, before he took out his phone. Opening the app, Joaquín looked up the band’s name and found its account. He scrolled through the feed for a bit until the picture of a girl made him stop. Fierce red hair, the greenest eyes he’d ever seen and a kind smile tugging at pink colored lips.

Meet our lead singer, Iris Grey-Summers, 23, New York native!

The caption below revealed that the post had been uploaded three years ago, which made Joaquín realize that he’s reached the end of the feed. From checking out the other band members’ introduction posts, he figured that they’d chosen the name The Greys due to all of its members’ last names having some sort of “Grey” in them, which was actually a cool idea.

“Iris, over here!” Sam waved at someone behind Joaquín, and when he moved to see who it was—because surely, it couldn’t be the same Iris—Joaquín’s eyes widened in surprise. Iris Summers-Grey, a whirlwind of red hair, colorful flowy clothes that made her look like she’d come straight out of an ABBA music video and sparkly cowboy boots, moved effortlessly through the crowd, which huddled to make space for her like the star of the night that she was. She and Sam greeted each other with a hug, then Iris wondered loudly where she could get a chair for herself from, only to immediately be offered five at the same time by mostly men.

“Aw,” she thanked one of them and grabbed the chair, which she placed by the table. While Iris engaged in a conversation with Sam, Joaquín couldn’t help but stare at her, intoxicated by the smell of strawberry mixed with that of alcohol, sweat and pizza that evolved her. Pete must’ve made a joke, because she suddenly threw back her head, laughing, and then, as she tilted her head to the side, she finally took notice of  him.

“Oh, you’re Torres, right? Sam’s told me so much about you, I’m Iris. It’s nice to meet you!” she held out her hand expectantly. Joaquín wondered for a moment whether he was supposed to kiss it as if she were a princess or queen or literally God with at least the people closest to the table staring at her as if she was.

I've been a bit out of the loop on who's already been tagged or not, so @sikudastoner and @rainwingmarvel7if you've shared some snippets already, feel free to ignore the tags or to share some more, I'd certainly love to see it. 🫶🏻

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i hope nobody thinks i’m purposefully not answering ask games, tags or messages rn!! i love chatting to everyone and it makes my day ❤️ but my chronic illness has basically crippled me this summer and everything is just, it’s just not happening the way it’s supposed to 😔 so i love everyone but sorry for disappearing 🥺

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feedback post!! please respond for this author 😩

i really want to know if it would be worth posting my fic here as well as ao3 to get some more readers, does anybody exclusively read on tumblr? or should i just keep to ao3 redirection?

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WIP WEDNESDAY/SHOW AND TELL SUNDAY

Thanks for the tags @mattsmithinanewwig and @mermaidslabyrinth!

I am perpetually reworking Chapter 2 of As The Raven Flies, so instead of that I decided to share the more recent part of my outline for the fic (which is over a 100 pages for Season 1 alone lol)

“Later that night, as the celebration slowly dies down, Nadya takes some buttered bread, wrapped in a cloth, and a mug of ale, and sneaks out of the main area of camp to the makeshift prison where Jaime is being held, accompanied by her cousin Ryen and Bartimus. The men guarding Jaime question her purpose in coming to see him, and she lies that Robb wanted her to see how he is doing. She dismisses the guards to drink with the rest of the men, ensuring them that she has Ryen to keep her safe. Once they are alone, Nadya has Ryen open the prison gate and enters with the two men. Jaime looks up at them as they approach him, the confusion on his face quickly vanishing with a wry smile. He asks Nadya if she’s come to gloat. Nadya replies that she’s not, though it’s tempting, as she steps forward and kneels down in front of him. She sets aside the cloth-wrapped bread, holding the mug up to Jaime’s lips. She instructs him to drink. Instead of immediately doing so, he starts to question her, and she doesn’t hesitate to pour the ale into his mouth anyway. He sputters with surprise, but after a few seconds, he allows her to help him drink. Once he’s finished, she holds up the bread to him and instructs him to eat. This time, he doesn’t even try to resist her, obediently eating the bread offered to him. His eyes never leave hers as he does. Nadya can tell that he’s trying to gauge her intentions. Once Jaime has finished eating, Nadya motions Bartimus forward and asks him to hand her the supplies that he is carrying. He obliges, handing her a scrap of cloth and a vial of vinegar. She accepts them, popping the cork on the vial with her teeth and pouring the vinegar onto the cloth. Eyeing her warily, Jaime asks what she is doing. Nadya responds that she’s making sure that his wounds don’t get infected. Unsatisfied with her answer, Jaime presses her further, asking her why she is helping him. Nadya replies that just because he’s the North’s prisoner doesn’t mean he shouldn’t have fair treatment. As she says this, she presses the cloth against a cut on his forehead, and he flinches back with a wince. She gives him a stern look, telling him to hold still. Jaime remarks that she should be gentler, to which she responds that she is no maester, but he begrudgingly does as he’s told. When she is finished, he thanks her. Nadya starts to get to her feet when he adds that she should be more careful with her prisoners, before lunging forward and wrapping his chains around her neck before she has the chance to react, pulling her into his chest and pressing the chains against her throat to cut off her breathing. She lets out a startled gasp, her hands automatically reaching for the chains to get them off, but Jaime’s grip is surprisingly strong. Bartimus backs away, but Ryen steps forward, drawing his sword, but Nadya throws out a hand and orders him to stop. Ryen hesitates, starting to protest, but Nadya insists that he doesn’t want the Kingslayer’s blood on his hands. Amused, Jaime remarks that she’s right. Ryen reluctantly sheaths his sword, though he keeps his hand ready on the pommel. Jaime mockingly asks Nadya if she’s going to save herself, when she could not even do so in battle. In response, Nadya elbows him sharply in the groin and slips out from his grasp as he recoils with a pained grunt. She gets to her feet, casually brushing the mud off her clothes. She reminds him that he is a prisoner of the North and that he would do well to remember it. She warns him that if he had killed her, Robb would not have hesitated to kill him, bargaining with the Lannisters be damned. But, she adds, if he tries to lay a hand on her again, she will kill him herself. She orders Bartimus to finish tending to Jaime and tells Ryen to stay with him. She takes her leave, rubbing her throat as she walks away. A red mark is already forming there from the chains.”

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"I write for my own enjoyment"

And

"I'm happy when people interact with my writing"

Are two sentences that can coexist!

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oh my god…. MY SHAYLA

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WIP Wednesday Friday Snippet

Thanks to @mattsmithinanewwig for tagging me! Here's a little bit from my next chapter of my HoTD fic, "Children of Bone and Blood":

Rhaenyra, Deidre, and Laena laughed as Laenor Velaryon fell with a shout into the dirt. He scowled at them as he pushed the silver braids from his face. “I would like to see one of you best this beast of man!”

“Don’t worry about them, lad,” Harwin chuckled as he offered the younger heir a hand up, the two of them smiling as they shook hands. “You put up a fierce fight, and you're still years my junior. When you reach your full stature, I wager not many will prevail against you.”

“I could,” Laena crossed her arms, her silver curls bouncing as she shook her head. “If only I could train with a sword as Laenor does. My father won’t allow it, though. He says a bow and Vhaegar are enough.”

I'm gonna tag: @emilykaldwen @selfproclaimedunicorn @lyssaelisa @moonflower91 and anyone else who wants to participate!

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Boy mom Rhaenyra and her mama’s boy Tristan🤍❤️

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WIP snippet wednesday (but it's actually thursday)

as i'm in such a good mood after the honour among fools chapter update i thought i'd share a snippet of the next chapter and tag some lovely writers to also share <3

tagging: @rottengrowls @darkwolf76 @rainwingmarvel7 @weltsarchives

The Godswood was as beautiful and full of life as always. The birds chirping from hidden nests, foxes rustling in the undergrowth, the blistering red leaves of the weirwood swaying with the breeze mixing with sweet aromas of garden flowers. The edges of the petals had began to wither, just another sign of the oncoming seasonal change. The only silent Godswood he had ever come across was the one locked inside the Dreadfort’s walls. Not a single ounce of a breeze yet it was as cold as the Wall, and there never had been signs of inhabitation. Death reeked in the air instead of lilies and winter roses, old carrion hanged from the silver branches of the Heart Tree. “Where’s the offering for the Gods?” had been the first words out of his little ward the moment she had walked through into the Godswood. Unnerving from a girl that didn’t even reach his chest, wide moon eyes asking, no demanding, why there was no rotting flesh lingering in the air. Ned still thanked the Gods Catelyn hadn’t been with them that moment. Lady Rana Bolton had proven her family’s reputation within less than hour through Winterfell’s gates.

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Rip Duncan. I would leave that freaking family as well if I had the choice 🤣😭—mother "hates" you, father is mad, brother is prophecy obsessed or brooding; I can see why he was just attracted to Elia—She basically grew up in a healthier environment, and she is described as nice and funny(she was Oberyn's fave for a reason, no?)

Rip Lysa as well. Doomed in every universe.

Elia and Duncan going through a type of forbidden love, courtly love is what I want to see.

I know it is very early, but the way you talk about Rhaegar is just...so different.

Many people hate him(as they should) or just baby him—We need more OC in Aerys's reign to give the last Targaryen family the dept they deserve.

!!!! spoiler for duncan x elia romance !!!

indeed rip duncan 😭 he really needs to get away from all of them, as well as tywin because that man brings bad vibes wherever he goes. but i do describe duncan as similar to renly, maybe kinder than renly but the same as wanting to live a life of attention and being loved, probably from his troubled childhood. but he also loves to love as well, it's why he sings and dances and picks flowers, showing affection is one of the things he can express because he knows what being unloved can feel like (he would be great for jon)

and my dear elia, it's definitely forbidden romance as he's her assigned kingsguard to her (well until he isn’t but that’s complicated). and she did grow up in a healthier environment, i think oberyn described her in the histories and lore as a rose without a thorn, and while i think this is an oversimplification of her, she was very kind and funny. i think duncan and her bonded over their shared kindness in a city that despised it as well as not fitting into the targaryen dynamics very well. by being his charming self he helps her loneliness while she provides him the love, affection and attention he has always wanted. he fully doesn’t understand why rhaegar “doesn’t love her properly” and part of duncan genuinely hates him for that.

he sees elia as his sun and she sees him as the brightest star 🥺

of course every thing goes wrong in the rebellion with rhaegar leaving duncan with jaime in kings landing instead of going to fight which is fine because he’s with elia and the children (which are definitely rhaegar’s why you asking) but then duncan is sent away to dragonstone with his mother and brother and well…..the story starts at robert arriving at winterfell. the duncan met there is very very different to the man who danced and sang for the smallfolk and court alike.

also fr poor lysa 😭 she really goes through it but like i would snap and go crazy to if i was meant to marry the super hot prince who was beloved by the whole realm, sang me songs and picked me flowers only to end up with decrepit ass jon arryn.

and yeah i think i talk about rhaegar in an interesting way because i’m neutral to him in the sense i see where he fucked up but also where his story is tragic. at the end of the day in a universe that has euron’s, tywin’s, aegon iv’s and maegor, he’s like good in comparison - i like to think he had the type of targaryen madness that involved having nightmares of the apocalypse every night. he was only 23 when he died and it sounded like he had so much promise which i think is tragic. but at the same time he was aloof, cold and killed so so many people for his actions incidentally or not (and the seducing of a teenager which is a yikes whatever way it’s looked at). i also think if he knew elia, rhaenys and aegon would be killed as well as viserys and dany sent to be beggars across the sea, he wouldn’t have done it which is something i stand on.

in this particular story he’s interesting because rhaegar and duncan are just the same targaryen brotherhood dynamic that’s been played since the beginning. they are brothers and almost have a symbiotic relationship while also hating each other and being super jealous of them (and the wishing to be a daughter so you could get married, classic targ things). and when one half of them is killed, well duncan goes through a strange change (i did say he’s tinted with the old targ madness, he’s got a bit of daemon in him).

and agree!! like there’s so much tragedy and sadness and grief wrapped up in this small family that needs to be explored more.

thank you for the ask about my favourite boy ❤️