I'm here to write fanfiction, reblog cool pieces of art and theories, scream about my favorite characters and ocs.
This is my AO3 account.
I have several got fanfictions on there, All The Targaryens Survive AU (where all the Targaryen's survive Roberts rebellionand Aerys stays in power, Dysfunctional Familial Ties (a modern AU mainly focusing on Jon Snow and his messed up relationship with his family) and Lethal Love (another modern AU but it's Jon Snow x Ramsay.)
My favorite oc is Abell Bracken who is alive during the Dance of dragons and is a rabid creature who I love. (Please give me a reason to talk about this little creature.)
I'm team green (just because I find them more entertaining, they suck as humans just like everyone else in the dance)
My favorite asoiaf character is Jon Snow.
My favorite fire and blood character is Aemond Targaryen.
My favorite ships are Jonsatin
Jonmund
Cersei x Oberyn
Criston x Alicent (usually in a platonic way)
Margaery x Sansa
Loras x Viserys (Cannon in my fanfic.)
Rhaenys x Willas (also canon in fanfic.)
Otto x Daemon (in a crackship way)
Abell Bracken x Davos Blackwood (OC x OCish Canon character)
I don't really have a dni list, just don't be a complete piece of shit (no nazis or racists or xenophobs) really anyone can interact, I appreciate asks, interact with me and I'll interact with you. I'm always happy to have more tumblr mutuals 😄
The night we met, I termed it serendipity. In reality, it was comeuppance. I paid my share to karma; you’re up next!
Voice of angels and a touch gentle as feather, your tongue spilled the words to a great forever after. Purple? It was all a sham—you the perfect victim and I the misunderstood sinner. I’m not angry but a woman scorned—not because I ever loved you but because I believed in you;…
fun fact about me! I have hyperadrenergic Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (hPOTS). this means I am prone to fainting when I change positions or when I feel a strong surge of emotion, positive or negative. for me, laughing is my worst non-postural trigger.
this is a clip from playing lethal company with friends a few months ago. you can hear the eerie silence of presyncope at 0:19, and the sound at 0:23 is my face hitting the keyboard lmao. I played this for my mother and she literally pissed herself laughing and DEMANDED I show every single person I know (including my doctors, who thought it was funny to see and surprisingly helpful, especially for being audio only).
tim, trying to impress him: i may or may not be a war criminal with a hypothetical body count in the triple digits who's trained under multiple trained assassins as their apprentice
I have turned our vows into an obituary; you are dead to me.
I never believed we would be here; with me writing an eulogy for our demise. You were a good lover, you will be missed. Or, did I just lie? You see, I am half-torn between bringing us back to life. But, I see no point because we aren’t 7 am kisses anymore nor are we alive. It happened in a blur, the falling in love. The death? Was more…